<?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-19689749</id><updated>2011-11-13T22:32:24.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drama Queen ::: Struggles of Irony</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is like a drama. We shed tears and share laughters. We held hands and walk together. We fought and hurt one another. I am the director. I am the scriptwriter. I am the Queen. DramaQueen.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>403</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5861844641637379650</id><published>2010-11-13T15:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:47:40.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Eve</title><content type='html'>How could I not say time flies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;::::: 2009 13th November :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08990.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08993.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08994.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09000.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09007.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking diligently for my BIG day! All the effortt and time my besties were so willing to spent for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09012.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are served to guests during reception the next day. I remember them gathering very good response. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the gate crashing delicacies. The cute lovely (killing) jellies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09003.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09008.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09011.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the help of my excellent sisters, Suz, Xue and Meiz! We had fun and of course were really tired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after baking I had to rush home for the hair-combing ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09024.jpg" width="220" height="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09032.jpg" width="220" height="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings from parents that I will be happily ever after. My last night as a singlehood and then I will be off to start my new family. I love that night. Everyone was excited, happy and I felt pampered all over again because everyone fussed around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I even got fed tang yuan, and when was the last time my parents fed me?! That was sweet and a little embarrassing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we will be celebrating our first anniversary and I am really looking forward to it! Although some plans couldn't materialize...... But I know we will both enjoy tomorrow so much, because it is a day of extra LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating 365 days as husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/015.jpg" width="420" height="580" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the day I had lived without you, my husband. You have been such a constant presence in my life, I can't start to imagine my life without you. You have always been such a strong pillar supporting me, in whatever decisions I make (even when I jokingly say that I want to break my bond), just to make sure I lead a happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On those days of the month when I get unreasonable or hot-tempered, you always give way to me and endured my tantrums. You are always so willing to do the dishes just so I can relax after dinner. You have kept your promise and I really never have to worry about housework on my own (although I sometimes complain about the standard of your cleaning skills). LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am sick or feel unwell, thank you for your comforting words and massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making laugh with your silly jokes and funny expressions. Thank you for appreciating the quality of my cooking (and learning to ignore the quantity now) and enjoying it. Thank you for making me so happy and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for fulfilling our wedding vows. Thank you for appreciating who I am (whether I am demure or not...) and always telling me I am the best you have got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Anniversary my dear 老公!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/156.jpg" width="490" height="400" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-5861844641637379650?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5861844641637379650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5861844641637379650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5861844641637379650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5861844641637379650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/11/anniversary-eve.html' title='Anniversary Eve'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1178716772851439177</id><published>2010-09-27T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:30:39.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>闷</title><content type='html'>天气热，热得心情真的好不起来。看到那堆，叠起来的小山丘，我还真的是提不起劲。现在心情可更是沉重了。何时才能摆脱呀？真受不了。我真的累了，没有办法集中精神。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;惭愧和懒散交错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今夜好安静，所以我把电视开得有点大声。太安静好像会敲醒寂寞的我。老公还没回家。打了电话说在忙。虽然天天一起，但奇妙的是，还是会想念他耶。这样会不会是太缠绵了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的庆幸我们有二人世界的阶段。结婚后还能保持恋爱的感觉。可以任性，可以放纵。我可以完全占有他的时间，他也能完全占有我所有时间。这是我非常珍惜的。现在我们的眼里有100%的彼此。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周末早上，我可以缓缓醒来，转过身子，见到我爱的他。看着他熟睡的轮廓，可爱的睡脸，很是幸福。有时我们会同时醒来，却淘气地假装睡觉，偷看对方。然后偷笑，傻笑，大笑，再抱在一起赖床，很是甜蜜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待下个周末......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-1178716772851439177?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1178716772851439177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1178716772851439177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1178716772851439177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1178716772851439177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='闷'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-889290558115789244</id><published>2010-09-26T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:11:19.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Step Closer</title><content type='html'>After settling the air tickets for Japan trip from 12th Dec to 22nd Dec, we have also booked our hotel rooms! We will be staying at Hotel Metropolitan Tokyo for 5 nights and then Ramada Osaka for the remaining days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my hubby for so diligently going online to check and book the hotels. Of course he is also keeping a very close eye on our expenses. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not yet work on our itinerary, which is a task I so proudly say I will take care of. I only intend to start in November when I will be free from marking and other nonsense! Serious, I have to suffer some kind of brain damage from all those marking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really cannot wait to go for our long awaited Honeymoon! =)  Our last trip together overseas was like KL-Genting last year end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Japan wasn't my top honeymoon choice. If you asked me long ago, I would have tell you I want to go Paris (Europe tour) for my honeymoon. It still is somewhere I want to be!! Well, we still have to be practical, having already spent 10K on USA, and lots of money on wedding and house, the next best choice we could really afford is Japan. I have to say Japan is still a very romantic and great place to go for honeymoon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have a new target, Paris Europe in 2012! I have a date with a great bunch of friends! It's been so long since we travel as a big group and I hope we will materialise this trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my honeymoon topic: I am going over during Winter! After USA, I am going somewhere cold again! I love it because I get to put on scarf, wear caps, gloves and boots! But the weather is going to be so dry... something I don't fancy that much. My nose can't stand cold much. I will see dried blood when I clean it, if the weather gets too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was hoping Tokyo would snow because I want to see snow and be in the snow. I want to build a snowboy and a snowgirl and take pictures with them. I think I am going to be disappointed again, because I was told it will not snow in Tokyo. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of unsure if we will really be able to travel around that easily, mainly due to communication barrier. I have this insecurity problem...... again. *Sighz* But then again, even if we get lost, it will still be an experience and we will just sight-see whereever we are. I must keep telling myself that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saving, (not hard enough) for shopping money! I haven't prepared or intend to prepare any shopping list, I will just shop and buy whatever I like, or course whatever I can afford. My hubby has already got himself a position, my Damage Control Manager. I think I need to bring along purchase request form for his approval. HAHA! Or I can stamp my foot like a spoilt brat and roll on the floor and...... or ...... I might need to strategise abit. Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I still need to get the camera for this trip! I have been camera-less for so long, it is really boring! Going for outings, dinners or anywhere without camera, I can't capture those moments... and it is a contributing factor of the lack of post. I prefer to blog with photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A CAMERA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can wait another few weeks, or a couple of months for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need something to look forward to! Japan, that's you!!! You approximately 13 weeks away from us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-889290558115789244?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/889290558115789244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=889290558115789244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/889290558115789244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/889290558115789244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/09/step-closer.html' title='A Step Closer'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-9069549064915484487</id><published>2010-09-24T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:03:36.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know how I got through this year, especially at work. Work is never ending, and I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can jot 10 items on the post-it, cancelled 3 and then add 5 more and then cancelled some and add even more. Should I call it a challenge? I don't really know how I should look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a pessimistic person, in fact, I tend to think on the good side of alot of things. But the ugly side always reveal themselves fast and hard. I don't agree but I have got no choice, so I just have to do and meet deadlines. This is society, and it is not what I have in mind at all. But then again, what did I expect from society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stand with the stakeholders is the same. But I still have to face unreasonable accusations. It is like I am the barrier between them and success, but I thought I was on their side. It gets on me at times and I sometimes think it is impossible to make them believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I considered giving up? I guess it is as frequent as my...um... period. Is it too soon to think about leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting my part time study next year. Given the amount of workload I have, I hope I have the extra energy I need to finish my 3 years degree course. I have to get emplaced! I need the money, that is the practical side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if there should be one day I cannot stand the stress, or if I can't handle the challenges or that I am actually not able to be 'professional', in what definition different people have for me, then I would leave, complete my studies and look at other prospect for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that I really love teaching. As in designing lessons and delivering them. I love it when I see them pick up skills and that was taught by me! It is a satisfying moment, enough to last me for a long long time. I like spending time talking to my older students, because I get to learn about their gossips and jokes. I like spending time with younger students, because they are naive and say the most innocent things, with a sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get along well with colleagues. I like them. Or most of them. My department is really cool, united, fun-loving and ready to share burdens. There's really this kind of laugh together, cry together thing among us and isn't this very rare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marriage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 10 months and 10 days since we are married. Is married life really a big difference from dating life? I wouldn't say there is, but I think there probably is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be things you learn about him everyday. Some funny, some gross, some frustrating...... some interesting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance I discover that he has this habit of 'collecting' useless stuffs. Useless meaning receipts from donkey years ago, and even the printing has faded! C'mon, stop telling me it is for what references you might need to make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are these letters he keeps, there is so much, and there is a thick layer of dust coating those envelopes. He can't even remember what's in there, or why he kept them. When he move those over, (like he didn't even try to seperate rubbish from keepings) he told me quite seriously that those cannot be thrown out, they are some important documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked over those dust coated letters suspiciously and make him open them one by one and check. Soon, I think 99% of those went to the big garbage bag. They ended up being not so important after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I discovered that he really don't like showering. Now I wonder did he shower all those times after he sent me home after our dates? He tried using "really tired", "I didn't perspire......" which of course doesn't work! I still make him go into the bathroom and wash himself clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say he doesn't like showering, then I would say he really loathe washing his hair! Apparently he can wash it every other day in the past, no matter how much oily it gets or how much dandruffs there were. That explains the amount of dandruffs he used to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bottle of shampoo can last him for a really long time, and I think he only uses 2 and a half of 1 litre shampoo every year. Which to me is totally impossible! I have to say he has used about 4 bottles of shampoo in the past 10 months and 10 days. A great achievement, isnt' it? Less dandruffs less oily scalp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than washing hair, I make him use hair tonic, wash face with facial foam and brush teeth with toothpaste! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The last one's just a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. He's so gonna kill me if I continue to portray him as a dirty fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it, I have to reveal another discovery! He has a weird way of washing his hair. He doesn't really scratch or massage his scalp. He just use his hands to push his hair back, repeat this motion probably for 6-7 times and he is done! Of course, I had to re-direct that! My god, are &lt;s&gt;all&lt;/s&gt; most guys like this? Or is it just him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I also found that he is very okay to help out with household chores. He can do most of the chores, and I now know that he even know how to replace a spoilt tap in the common bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to do chores at home is really tiring. I wouldn't say I hate it, but I don't like it either. But I like keeping the house clean, so I guess I don't really mind doing the chores when I think about it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray still treats me very well. He will at times surprise me with his silly antics. Although there are times when we will be irritable, or that I will have PMS and be hard on him, we are still in love, and we kiss and make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe at my prompting, he does SMS at times to show his love and concern. I write him silly notes on the whiteboard I plastered on the fridge. I cook him dinner which he used to (now no more because he knows I'm pissed at that) complain of being "too much", but I still enjoy watching him eat the food I whipped up for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still interesting, because there are many things to discover about him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent discovery was that he totally loves anime. He laughs about silly jokes and lame characters. He hugs my turtle to sleep and still frequently behaves like a big boy. This is a big part of him that I so love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After marriage, I sometimes get emo. Sometimes I think too much. Like I will be really worried if something happen to Ray and what will become of me? I will be looking at his slippers before I go off to work and think,"Isn't it devastating if he is ever going to go out to work, and not come home and I have to look at all his belongings...which he won't wear again?" I mean there is this big &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHOY CHOY CHOY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ranting inside me. But I do worry about these stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what if I don't come back, will Ray be able to cope? Will he forget about me? Will he remarry? Maybe my mind's just too active, but death has always been an issue I never avoid. I think about it. I don't want it to happen, but I still think about it. Is this contradicting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want him to 'go' before me. This is something I think I cannot cope with. Alright, now I feel I am drifting away from what I want to blog about. Is pondering on these kind of issues something that will happen with marriage anyway? (This is also a discovery about myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still miss home from time to time. Miss sleeping in my old room with my meimeiz. Sometimes even miss the food at Rivervale Plaza, which is to my surprise! Well, at least there is dessert available there, and there is none here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old bed was moved over already, recently set up and placed in the guest room. At times I will lie on it and feel that old feeling of being in my old bed. Then I will miss my old bolster and pillow and get abit emo. At least I have my old blanket with me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every Sunday, when it is possible, we will go back Sengkang to have meals with my parents. Then we will still be updated about each others' life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are married, our family of course got bigger. Other than my parents, we have also been going back to Ray's mommy's place every weekday for dinner. He seldom eats at home when we were dating, but now he regularly goes back for meals. Is this considered an advantage of marriage? Then I think his mom will be very pleased. ;) Oh, and there are the occasionally MJ sessions with his family too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things can happen in a short time. This phrase is truly very accurate for my friends. I have one who made a sudden decision to migrate to China, get married, find work there and start a family as a Chinese man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wendy, the lightning woman who is now a Mrs for a week, and going to be a mommy soon. Everything came so fast, and I have gotten myself a godchild. It was almost impossible to imagine this whole scene if you ask me early this year. Wendy getting married and being a mom. I can still see her cheong-ing at clubs. She has now married an even temper man, who is prepared to look after her, and I wish her all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xueni the blessed woman, had a proposal, and going to marry on 1st Jan 2011. She too wants to have a rabbit baby and so I probably will see her bulging tummy next year same time. She and her fiance acted so fast, we were actually quite stunned. Just weeks following the proposal they already have their wedding bands bought! I know she is in love, because she looks loved and pampered and taken care of. So what's there to stop her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, during my wedding last November, neither girls were attached and today they are catching up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really shouldn't 'make' Sheena catch the hand bouquet last year! It wasn't accurate! There was human error, and now I am left to ponder if Wendy will be the one who catch it, if we played it fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a matter of meeting the right person at the right time. If either condition erred, then there won't be any union in the end. This, I truly believe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 hasn't end but it is already so eventful. Time flew by so fast I don't know how I got through this year. 2010 will end with our honeymoon to Japan! I seriously cannot wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also our usual XMAS gathering. Wendy will come heavily pregnant. OMG. Can't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year's ending soon, but our journey's still long!&lt;br /&gt;LONG LIVE EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-9069549064915484487?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/9069549064915484487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=9069549064915484487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/9069549064915484487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/9069549064915484487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/09/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6003560881799651924</id><published>2010-07-08T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:11:00.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts on Thursday</title><content type='html'>Today's a long long day. I only ended my day's work at 1900 hrs! Wasted 1 whole afternoon in meeting yesterday, so it turns out I have got nothing much done again. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have concluded: Meetings are a waste of time! Not always but frequent enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today has been fruitful and I have a sense of accomplishment. I have 80% of what I planned to finish. Tomorrow, I want to clear my tables of marking, and finish up the remaining 2 tasks I aimed to finish this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since school started, I have been busy here and busy there. Never ending job at hand. You finish this (or not even yet finish) there's another one coming your way. A little like the 'conveyer belt' in Sushi place. Just that it is not sushi rotating all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still above all, waking up at 6am is the hardest thing to do. It is against my natural instinct! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray's sick today. Had sore throat since last night and felt worse although he spent the whole day on MC. He started to feel nauseous. Apart from fetching medicine for him, I truly have no energy to do anything else for him. Poor him. I hope he gets well soon, because weekend is coming! So sad to spend weekend sick and in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received  great news today! I am able to go for my part-time studies next year! That means I am &lt;em&gt;allowed&lt;/em&gt; to go apply and start my part-time study. It is going to be tough, but at least that means I will be emplace and my pay will go high high into the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not into the sky, I am just trying to make my future sound more promising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty good to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me (alot alot), I have my Ray.&lt;br /&gt;I want my own little cosy cot, I have my own apartment.&lt;br /&gt;I want to indulge, I have a job, doesn't pay great, but pays me enough to indulge once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have holidays, I have that yearly.&lt;br /&gt;I want family time, I have Sundays at my mom's place and weekly dinner at Ray's mom's place.&lt;br /&gt;I want kway chap, I go Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;I want mahjong, I have my khakis and my "misty" MJ set.&lt;br /&gt;I want companion, I have my many good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what others call stability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Love. Smile. At. You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6003560881799651924?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6003560881799651924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6003560881799651924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6003560881799651924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6003560881799651924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-thoughts-on-thursday.html' title='Random Thoughts on Thursday'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1297998365875792078</id><published>2010-07-06T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:57:07.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Today's another busy day at work. Was truly glad that I had a long weekend because of Youth Day that I was quite happy to go work today. But not very happy to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to worry if I am ever going to catch up. Haven't started proper lessons. So many miscellaneous stuff to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to clear 3 tasks today at work, during the 3 hours in school before I go home. But got distracted (which meant playing FB games and chit-chatting) and only cleared 1. I must start focusing! But how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stepped out of office today, I received a message from Nana. She had a job opening at the sales department as admin assistant, which she thought was suitable for me. It was quite attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) According to Nana, good life at that department.&lt;br /&gt;2) It pays higher to just work as an admin staff than my job now. YES! Can you believe it? Talking about that, I should start getting my degree and get emplaced!&lt;br /&gt;3) Linked to point number 1, it meant no work to bring home right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sounds good, just that I am still bonded! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I am truly sick of teaching. Maybe not. It is not teaching that is the problem. It is the culture of the school. The other-than-teaching job that I need to do. But it comes in a package. I have not truly decide if I am going to stay for a long time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school today, I took a bus to the pasar malam around my place. Bought some dinner. At the a time like this, being so broke, I spent $5 on a chicken crepe that taste okay. I didn't know the cost, I only know when I got back my $5 change. They did not display the price, which I didn't notice till too late. Still, feel kind of cheated. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Expensive crepe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wanted to do some marking, then got distracted by TV and the heat. It is damn hot! Then hubby came back and distract me somemore. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I lost the mood to work. Whatever. I'll push it till tomorrow and I cannot get distracted anymore! Must get work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is adamant. I have got love. But no excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-1297998365875792078?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1297998365875792078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1297998365875792078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1297998365875792078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1297998365875792078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/07/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4676386287298693625</id><published>2010-07-04T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:27:40.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Good Friend Left</title><content type='html'>3rd July 2010, my good friend left Singapore. Probably for a long long time. I don't when we will meet, if we will ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard that he was leaving, I was angry. I was mad at him for willing to give up everything that he has here. His family in particular. His family, the ever supportive and loving parents and brother. His friends. Us. How could he bear it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after weeks and weeks of thinking, I realise, if he is leaving to seek his happiness. Leaving because he saw the hope that lay ahead. Leaving because he saw his future elsewhere, then why can't I support him? After all, I had wanted him to just be smiling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he was leaving with someone he loves. Someone whom I don't know. I haven't even seen her before yesterday at the airport. I have no idea what kind of person she was, so I can only trust my friend's judgement. Although he has been making many wrong decisions and choices in his relationships for almost a decade of his life. (*crossing my fingers really HARD*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he had made a decision to leave for China, and he did not even dare take his Chinese Language during his O levels. It is indeed a risky thing to do. Future is probably both exciting and ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can say he will definitely find success and bliss when he is there. But I cannot guarantee that he will find these here too. In fact, he found lots of other feelings other than love and happiness in Singapore. But if he is brave enough to venture, then I would have to be there for him. I still made up my mind to support him in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him a day before he left that if he is happy there, I will be happy for him here. He cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all that we have these 10 years. The projects, school days, Korea, scrabble at his place, sleepover, movies, dinner, gossips, making fun of him, going through heartbreak with him, then he coming to share my joy at one of the most important moment of my life - my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so looking forward to his wedding someday. I will put on suit and tie and join his bubby gang to go gate crashing! Maybe this day will not come. Maybe I won't be there at his wedding, but I just have to know he is happy with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ivan, what kind of girlfriend would you have?" three of us asked him 8 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, we imagined all kinds of girlfriends, even boyfriend. What never cross our mind was that he would be married off to somewhere so faraway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unpredictable. Life is not for us to guess. (If not, he probably would have study hard for his Chinese Language exam!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, usually the least predictable would come true. That's what makes our life colorful and exciting, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held back my tears yesterday at the airport. However hard, I want to believe it will not be our last goodbye. I will not let my tears flow believing we will never meet again. The hardest part was seeing the tears of his mother. How unbearable it must have been for her...... how hard it was for her to send him off. His bubbly father held back tears too. Red-eyed and still joking with us. His parents love for him...... touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like your family, I miss you Ivan.&lt;br /&gt;Please be well, please take care, please come back to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4676386287298693625?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4676386287298693625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4676386287298693625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4676386287298693625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4676386287298693625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-good-friend-left.html' title='My Good Friend Left'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4252580509723971928</id><published>2010-05-08T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:30:47.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how I have been neglecting this blog. So preoccupied with work and then busy with housework during the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have lost the vibe.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have to find the passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to find back the pleasure and joy in writing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be one of my birthday wishes for my new age!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many wishes, I think the candles will burnt out before I finish making all the wishes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*WOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays are so great! Can receive presents! Can be the star of the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4252580509723971928?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4252580509723971928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4252580509723971928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4252580509723971928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4252580509723971928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6511731138940920178</id><published>2010-02-07T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:32:31.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Coming</title><content type='html'>I can still vividly remember last Chinese New Year and this Chinese New Year is coming already. My first new year as a wedded woman! I feel both excited and weird having to go around giving ang baoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I would really rather collect angbaoz... Because I have always look forward to having extra pocket money! Now I am giving the little kids pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet this new year, relatives will tell me,"Quick, have a little one to help you recup some "losses!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I am looking forward CNY coz of the holidays, coz I am able to eat good food. Coz family members can gather together and catch up. Coz we are able to have a yearly gambling session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will be a busy year, coz the visiting doubled as now I have to go to every of Ray's family visiting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriosusly, still trying to get used to the new identity. Ray's wife. Married daughter. New daughter-in-law. New sister-in-law. How long will it take so I won't hesitate when people call me Mrs Tung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Engaging Holiday Mode*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6511731138940920178?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6511731138940920178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6511731138940920178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6511731138940920178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6511731138940920178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-years-coming.html' title='New Year&apos;s Coming'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4341144637007077504</id><published>2010-01-31T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:22:14.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings Satisfied</title><content type='html'>My craving is satisfied. In fact satisfied 2 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Samsui Chicken ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Diary/Samsui%20300110/SP_A0170.jpg" width="290" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Soup Restaurant on Friday to celebrate colleagues' birthday. Went again yesterday with Ray as we promised to go together way before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both times I was enjoying the tasty chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving satisfied BIG TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4341144637007077504?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4341144637007077504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4341144637007077504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4341144637007077504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4341144637007077504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/01/cravings-satisfied.html' title='Cravings Satisfied'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5777449451356717239</id><published>2010-01-28T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:03:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging - Signs of Horror</title><content type='html'>I smile so much in my sleep last night, I didn't want to wake up this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish today's Friday so I can don't wake up early tomorrow! I hate alarm! I hate being stirred from my sleep. Borrow a line from Zinc, "I am grouchy when I don't sleep enough." I totally have this feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of work to do but I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot focus and my brain is really not working with me this whole week! My limbs are not responding well to my brain's instructions. There is some kind of a breakdown somewhere and I don't know how to go about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot concentrate. My determination has weaken. My energies has gone missing, evaporated like the steam from my cup of hot tea. All in all, I feel like a 80 year old woman, who can't help herself and is getting frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to curl up and sleep and sleep and sleep. I want to replenish all my energy and leave this 80 year old "situation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will use this weekend to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'de-age'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I have never felt this tired before. Not even after spring cleaning the whole house. This is not just physical drain, but I feel drain from the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Re-Booting-in- process......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;P/s: And I crave seriously for Samsui Chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-5777449451356717239?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5777449451356717239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5777449451356717239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5777449451356717239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5777449451356717239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/01/aging-signs-of-horror.html' title='Aging - Signs of Horror'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3460372364814474034</id><published>2010-01-27T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:11:05.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are My SunShine</title><content type='html'>Tonight he sang this song to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You are my sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my only sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You made me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;when skies are grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You never know dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Please don't take my sunshine away......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we search the song online, play it on my laptop, snuggled against each other, and started singing along together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made my night so sweet, I will smile in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3460372364814474034?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3460372364814474034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3460372364814474034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3460372364814474034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3460372364814474034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You Are My SunShine'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8584819218496906557</id><published>2010-01-26T14:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:00:26.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Want to Stay in Love~</title><content type='html'>I thought by marrying each other, it means we will spend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of time with each other. We will see each other till we tire of each other. We will always be looking for our own little space because we will be "overwhelmed" with each other's constant presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, we are not seeing more of each other. Maybe not less, but definitely not more than when we were not married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my holidays, he wasn't able to take leave and stay home with me. We couldn't "honeymoon", as we did not go anywhere romantic, and we didn't even had an 'imaginary' honeymoon in our own home. He will be at work and most of the days I will need to arrange program on my own, or I will be at my mom's watching serial dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this 4 days short getaway, and it is the closest I could get to enjoy being with my newly wed husband daily and truly just in our own world. Then he need to go for his reservist while I get ready for school/work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this cycle of travelling between my mom's place and our place during his reservist period. He comes home every alternate days, but there are nights when he is stationed to be on duty. Then we will spend short evenings together, because I will get back home late from work, and the next morning I will depart for work, he will sleep till it is time to book in. Then he won't come back till the next afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That went on for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, his reservist is over and I was so looking forward to that weekend, which we had promise to go shopping, eat good food and enjoy ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was emergency at work. In fact, when he finished his reservist on Wednesday, he was called back to the office. He came home only around 8pm. The next 2 days, he worked till 9plus and got home near 10pm on Thursday and reached home only around 9plus on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, he needs to go back to work on the weekend. 10am to 6pm. When I say weekend, it means both Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calculating the time that I can see him, it will be late evening. Plus, the emergency at work is really eating into him and he is usually quite exhausted by the time he gets home. Hardly able to talk to me, neither can we do anything fun together, like we used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up early every morning to prepare for school. I don't really want to sleep late, so usually by 1030pm, I will be ready to sleep. By the time he gets home, bathe and eat, it will be around 10pm, which is very close to my bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will watch abit of TV together before I fall asleep and then wake up at 5.45am the next morning. I will go to work at 6.30pm while he is still asleep. Then when I get home around 6plus 7pm, he is still at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cycle continues for this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like we hardly can have the time to really enjoy our marriage life together. Saturdays, I will be doing housework, and if he isn't working, he will helped. If he doesn't work, we can still catch a movie, have meals together. After working so hard cleaning up, it is really very rewarding later to be able to just go out and have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing the situation now, it is so hard to even have a meal together! (I don't want to have dinner after 8.30pm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then every Sundays, it is reserve for his jammin'. He usually go out from 2pm and all the way till evening when he will come back for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I threw tantrums when he said he is going jammin' on Sunday. I was really very looking forward to spending 2 good days together, after all this shifting around and all. I have even planned out what we could do on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told him my plans, I was met with,"But I am going jammin'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately and uncontrollably, I got angry. I thought he will be looking forward to spending more time with me, since we haven't been really seeing each other alot. But it seems I don't come first, jammin' is as important, if not more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I sound unreasonable, but I just can't help feeling angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my reaction to that, he told me maybe he won't go jammin'. "Maybe". I kept quiet for sometime before I told him that I don't feel very important to him. He said he missed me, yes, but he missed jammin' and the guys as well. I am definitely not special in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flinched at his "maybe" and then he said,"Okay okay, I am not going jammin'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me even more pissed. It sounds like I am making him say that. I got mad and then I argued with him. He insists he doesn't mean it the way I see it. He said I am important but somehow, those three words doesn't seem convincing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel that I am "making" him say whatever he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made up in the end, but deep in me, the insecurity feelings in me starts to spill. Maybe I don't seem that important anymore after marriage. After all, we are living under the same roof, so it means we are still seeing more of each other compared to him and his mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if counting the hours, I don't see how we are seeing "more" of each other, to him, I am an overdose. Jammin' time is precious, coz he only get to do it once a week for a few hours only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hurts me. It hurts me more than I thought it would. I know probably he don't mean it that way, but to me, the stubborn insecure me, I can't see it any other way. The next few nights that followed, I asked him,"Do you still like me, as much as before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave assuring answers, but I don't know why, I don't feel assured. I am a little afraid that he might change, I might change or we will change after marriage. I don't know how to explain, but it is really a very complex feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it seems like I am robbing him of his jammin' time. But I thought he could skip another week &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I thought he will have me in his mind, not his guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, he had to go back to work. So it is neither me nor his guitar. It became work that had to come first. I cannot argue with that, can I? Guitar lost to work, I lost to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to become an unreasonable wife who is insensitive and not understanding. But I think even after marriage, it is important to keep the romance. We must do special stuffs for each other, appreciate each others' effort and say sweet little nothings occassionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stay together, we live together, but that doesn't mean we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; together. I think there is something more spiritual, something more than just two bodies beside each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I purposely slowed down when we walk. He walks ahead of me now. Not beside me holding my hand, he walks ahead whenever I slow down. I told him this last week, coz I can't help feeling kind of lousy. Then he realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have told myself many times, he is tired, that's why he doesn't humour me. He is not good with words and I cannot pick in between his lines (which I am really good at). He watches TV while I talk coz he really is too tired to focus on my words. All in all, I have always used 'tired' as the final excuse and tell myself I have to be understanding and forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is really hard to stay angry with him....... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He really looks very 可怜 at times. Then I become such a bit*h if I continue to torture him or scold him or make him feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, sometimes I wonder, do I have to be so clear about everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stating down:&lt;br /&gt;I don't like you to walk ahead of me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I like firm, assuring hugs, not half-hearted ones.&lt;br /&gt;I like it when you stroke my hair, hold my hand or etc etc.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we need to tell guys everything straight to their faces. But then don't they have senses? Can't they sense what we like and don't? Even when it is obvious? If I have to state all these and tell them to you in the face, then is this still romance? &lt;strong&gt;Or is it a SOP on How to Handle Me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are tired, but I am tired too. I am tired at work, I am tired with all the housekeeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he still dote on me and he never says no when I asked him to help out at home or do me favours whenever I am lazy. But still, there is this part of him that is absent, or not functioning very well... I want something more...... spiritual, something that you do out of your own free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things you discover because you took notice of me. Some things you know although I don't say it. Not something I state out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... just... want... to... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-8584819218496906557?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8584819218496906557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8584819218496906557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8584819218496906557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8584819218496906557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-want-to-stay-in-love.html' title='I Just Want to Stay in Love~'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-987792329184774688</id><published>2010-01-24T17:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:07:27.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Party 2009</title><content type='html'>The annual Christmas party. This year held at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; place, Coralinus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a skill, to change typing "I" and "my" to "we" and "ours". After 20 years of I and myself, it is quite a challenge to change that habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Charlie Chopin theme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Darn Hungry ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/68-1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/2.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: 胡子？眉毛？素铭分不清楚 :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/11.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Charlie Chopin&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/12.jpg" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo! Don't some of us look really good with mustache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Seriously - No Laughing! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/15.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Crazy Chopin&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/17.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::::: The Japanese :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/14.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: The Dutch ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/9-1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Mustache on Girls :::: Who needs threading?? :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/8-1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised the tape on the mustache is not very sticky after awhile. Especially when we sweat around the mouth area. It is quite difficult to smile too when the tape is still sticky. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Zinc's Specialty ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/3.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite tasty actually, although we were quite full when we were eating this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Gift Exchange Time ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/16.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/21.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/5.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Santa of MeiMei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/22.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Santa of Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/24.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Santa of Cynthia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/29.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Santa of Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/30.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were each other's Secret Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/32.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuZ's Secret Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/36.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena's Secret Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/38.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle's Secret Santa Weiling - is absent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/41.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiyi's Secret Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/43.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinc's Secret Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/44.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Secret Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/46.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Zinc &amp;amp; Polar's Birthday Cake ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/49.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Happy Birthday to Zinc ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/48.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Their Celebration ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/51.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/53.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/55.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/60.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/57.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/58.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very nice ending to 2009......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is already coming to an end for January 2010. It is scary how time flies now......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-987792329184774688?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/987792329184774688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=987792329184774688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/987792329184774688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/987792329184774688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-party-2009.html' title='Last Party 2009'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/XMAS%20Party%202009/th_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3280749859965014917</id><published>2009-12-24T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:02:53.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just watched Avatar tonight with Ray. It's really a pretty good movie! Good graphics, interesting story and touching scenes. There are really a lot of messages being highlighted to us, made me feel bad as a human now, because I seem to be hurting Mother Earth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there really are energy all around us from the nature, but we have grown to ignore them somehow or what. I don't know. But the way the people connect with the nature in the movie, amuses me, and somehow, touches me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of today I promise to always:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Save electricity. No more forgetting to off switches not in use.&lt;br /&gt;2) Save water. Shall I cut the bathing time or the numbers of bath in a day?&lt;br /&gt;3) Bring my own bag to shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only costs us $6 per person to watch a movie tonight! Cheap lohz in times like now when we used to pay $10.50 per person to watch 1 movie at GV. Plus we could watch like 2-3 movies per week! That went on for some years, and noe thinking back, imagine how much we could have save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom book tickets online now too. I go down to the theater counter to purchase them. I have learn cost effectiveness, and I am trying to cut down on expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep saying I sound 'Auntie' now, maybe it is true, and that is probably the price to pay for leaving singlehood. The hardship of earning my own keep (that's if I have any left to keep) really hits now that I am married. We have to pay our 'debts' from the wedding, not to say the installment plans for some of our furniture. We get by, but if we want to start living comfortably again, some efforts have to be made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is much easier so to speak. Ray tries to keep me out of shouldering the 'debts'. He said his pocket has expired and he probably need another 4 months to start feeding those pockets again. I cleared my own bills and paid for some of the household bills. I have to do my part right! Fortunately for me, I still had some money left for abit of shopping this month. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tips to becoming a good wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Rule #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;While stashing away shopping money, help out the household by settling some of the bills on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Rule #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Learn to whip up a few good dishes so that my husband looks forward to coming home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09327.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09332.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was some time ago second weekend after our wedding, and I was so proud of myself! I wouldn't say it tastes very good, but it taste of love and effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise Ray I will cook him lunch, but on the first day, I took abit too long to put away the groceries, marinate the meat, prepare the ingredients...... We only dig in at an awkward time - around 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, beginners tend to screw up a bit......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::: My most confident dish :::: Pan Fry Chinese Ham ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09330.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cannot go wrong as long as I don't pan-fry it till it turns into a charcoal color! It is tasty and go superbly with the porridge! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SCORE: 10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::: My Own Creation :::: Mushroomy Fry ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09328.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tastes not too bad in the beginning. Then I thought it was kind of too heavy. The pork was too tough, I think I cut it the wrong way again. I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/span&gt; figure out the right cut! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I was too greedy and put in to much ingredients. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SCORE: 6/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::: Eggs :::: Tomato Scramble Eggs with Chinese Ham ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09329.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason why I put in luncheon meat here too is because my container is too small and I can't squeeze in the remaining ham. In the end, I slice a bit off here, shave a little over there and I have got to do something with them right? They went in with the eggs and tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to add in some salt. Kind of blend, but the ham saved it a little. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SCORE: 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::: First Soup I Boiled :::: Pork Ribs White Raddish Soup :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09333.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first try at soup! I mean really boiling a delicious home-made soup. Well, it isn't too delicious because I made the mistake of throwing in ginger. I was afraid the pork ribs might stink and so I throw in 2 slices of ginger. In the end, the ginger taste was like overpowering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind since I like ginger, but not for Ray. My mom's advice afterward: Put in garlic, it makes the soup tastes better and kills bacteria. No ginger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw in 2 garlic the next day (leftover) and taste the soup again, and it indeed taste different! Gingery, but better. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SCORE: 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::: My Favourite :::: Sambal Kangkong ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09335.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a bottle of sambal chilli sauce at the recommendation of a friend. I throw in dried shrimps so it smells even better and TAA-DAA my favourite dish goes on the table! Easy to cook and nice to eat!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; SCORE: 9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1 point coz I guess the sambal chilli still needs some improvement. I just thought it could be better. I can make sambal, but I can source for other brands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::: Chef's Recommendation :::: Yaki Udon ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/5%20and%206%20Dec%20Lunches/DSC09336.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the chef (that's me!) fell in love with this dish! 我真的感动到我自己!!!! It is really very easy to do, and I just add a little of this and that - by feel, but it turn out really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SCORE: OF COURSE FULL MARKS! 10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I just tried it again on Monday. But it turned out a little too salty, not as good as my first try... Then I have also learnt last week I have to freeze fresh meat and seafood if not they go bad in 2 days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Rule #4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on holiday trips to relax and maybe 'fall in love' again! I think going on holidays really seem to ease the stress and tension we feel at home. Not as in we fight or argue, but at home, there seems to be constant reminders about bills to pay, things to buy and not to forget the tedious cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting away, I don't have to keep worrying about keeping the place clean, or frowning at the stain on the floor. Getting away, we can spend what we have (change into currency) and just eat and sleep and relax all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our KL-Genting trip! The last few photos I guess, to be taken by my Sony camera, which was, reminder again, broken by my husband! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Woke Up Real Early and Off We Went! ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09582.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09586.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Waiting @ Little Thai of Singapore ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09594.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Our Bus ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09595.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Our First Meal @ Stop Point ::: Ramly Burger!:::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09598.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Bought These Keep Occupied on the Way :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09599.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't remember how long it has been since I last read “老夫子”! The printing wasn't very good, but then it makes my trip more entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: CamWhore ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09602.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09606.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09600.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09624.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::::: Scenic ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09609.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09610.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09613.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Housefly Onboard lohz! ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09614.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was this irritating housefly on the bus lahz! Kept flying around us I want to smack it so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Almost Getting There! :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09615.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09617.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::::: Reach the Hotel - Ancasa ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09627.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09796.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09713.jpg" height="220" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Security Guard Took This :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09651.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Hokkien Mee! ::::::&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09629.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09631.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09635.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09639.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09641.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Bak Kut Teh Ban-Mee :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09640.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09643.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Pan-Fried Dumplings :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09644.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The hokkien mee was really good! I like! But I don't really liked the weird ban-mee that actually looks like you-mee. The bak kut teh is not aromatic enough and basically not impressive. Dumplings are ok, a tad bit oily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Furry Bow Slippers - RM$15 :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09646.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bought these as office slippers. They were selling at RM$25 which is super expensive and later sold me for RM$15. I still got cheated RM$5 coz in the end I saw malls' pushcarts selling at RM$10! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Creepy Blythe Dolls! :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09657.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I actually have colleagues who doesn't know about these big-eyed, eerily looking dolls! I wonder why anyone will ever like them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Dinner! Had Wendy's :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09658.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: This Lives @ KL Monorail :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09663.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Shopping ::: Damage Done ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09666.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM$70 - Expensive but Japan imported and guaranteed good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09669.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Dress RM$110&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09673.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tees RM$15/ea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09674.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas Present for Cyn......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09677.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......tested on Ray who's playing PSP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09679.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas present for meimeiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also bought alot of tops for myself...... About 6-7 pieces. All at cheap prices (between RM$15-RM$50), except the dress earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Day 2 @ Breakfast :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09688.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why Ray's hair is so weird and funny! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LAUGHS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Breakfast :::::::&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09689.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09690.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09691.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09692.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Had Porridge &amp;amp; Bombay Toast :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09694.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09697.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09703.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Painful Thumb :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09699.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got worse by the day...... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Ray's Breakfast ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09702.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09711.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray says the nasi lemak is not nice. But I thought it was okay when I try it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::: Day 2 - Sunway Lagoon! :::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09717.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09720.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09722.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09723.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket pricing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09724.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ticket' that need to be worn at all times. Money can be deposited and so we don't have to carry any cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09725.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09726.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09729.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Park near the Entrace......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09730.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timer shot that failed...... turns out candid... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09731.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second try is much much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09732.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme park that we went as the last part. Filled with more adventurous and interesting activities! Most of them costs extra, or only free once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09739.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09746.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chipmunk! I tried to get it to sing for me, to no avail! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09749.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It poses for me the moment I reach! But I hate the cages! Can't take good photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09750.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09753.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09754.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This proud owl just refuse to let me take a good photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09761.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat and unhealthy looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09763.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09766.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera already spoilt at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09772.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray challenges the high, bouncy suspension bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09775.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09777.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so fun and cooling and I wanted to join them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09778.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flooring of the suspension bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09783.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray is so brave, he completes the walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Steamboat Dinner @ Berjaya :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09793.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::: The Big Strawberry Bag :::: Cute! ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09801.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It holds all my shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::::: To Genting! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09802.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09804.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09813.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: The Mobile TV that Cannot be Used :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09809.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Reach Genting Hotel - Crowded! ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09814.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Walking Around :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09821.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09822.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Lunch! Roasted Duck Noodles/Rice ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09824.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::: Our Room ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09829.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09827.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09826.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wardrobe has a interesting design! You can open it from both the room and washroom! So after you bathe you can easily retrieve your clothes as easily as from the bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: Views from Our Room :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09831.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09835.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09838.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/DSC09839.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those clouds! Amazing! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't take too many pictures at Genting. First I don't what I will be taking since the display on the camera can't work. Second, there were so many people around I don't know what to take or where to take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shop abit, went for a movie and also spend some time at the casino. That sort of end our KL-Genting trip! I know we will be back someday......again...... since Ray has become the casino member! *HOHO*&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;/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/19689749-3280749859965014917?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3280749859965014917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3280749859965014917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3280749859965014917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3280749859965014917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/KL-Genting%20161209/th_DSC09582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8438881955870067364</id><published>2009-12-20T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:03:02.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from KL &amp; Genting</title><content type='html'>Finally back home now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like I don't really enjoy my trip. Yes and no. But I know it could have been better! Anyway, photos later, totally tired to the max at the moment. Plus feeling totally uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew my Big Auntie was gonna come one of these days. But I don't know which! Seriously, and you know, she has this stunt of playing "guess when" with me. Oh, I totally hate this game. I kept anticipating it and she kept playing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt totally fat and ugly b'coz I was extremely bloated and having serious water retention problem. Then not to mention the BIG pimples that had to appear now, when I will be taking so many pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many Laurier I wasted, but it finally came today when I am ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got the cramps and all. Plus I was on this long journey bus trip and the toilets along the trip, totally unclean, so I actually kind of hated it for coming then. I mean since you have drag till so long, you might as well, for another day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the trip, I was happily shopping around, taking photos etc. My photo taking skills are being put on the test lohz, seriously, because Ray broke the display when we were at Sunway Lagoon. We totally couldn't see what we have taken and if the photos are good. I just snap snap and then snap a few more in case I didn't get good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自拍 is not a problem, because I was well-trained. But then to take properly angled photo, centralised and all, is a big challenge. I have looked through the photos earlier, it had turned out, well, pretty okay. Given the circumstances, I think I am indeed a good photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other problem with having no display, you cannot even get people to take pictures for you! Seriously, I don't where to ask them to look and how to advise them to estimate the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so how did the camera display get broken? First I must say, LUCKILY IT IS NOT MY FAULT!! If it is me, I think he will be quite unhappy. He DOUBLE STANDARD lohz! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was: we were sitting in the Pirates' Revenge ride at Sunway Lagoon. From the name, you can guess, yes, it is like Pirate Ship, but the difference is it goes 360 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he was holding the camera and was like reluntant to put it away at the provided shelf, because it doesn't look very safe to him. He stuffed the camera into his jeans pocket. I told him it might get pressed on when we are like daggling in the sky. He was quite confident he won't exert much pressure on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, when we exit the ride, I took out the camera to take a picture of that ship, and discover to our horror, the display screen has gone mad. It was pale white with many coloured lines all over the display. Then after awhile later, it has gone totally dark, black, but the coloured lines were still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't believe what he has done. Now he has to get another camera for me. Next year I will be getting a new camera. He is lucky I can use my the benefit of $400 every year on cameras. At least he doesn't have to pay the full amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is affecting my mood, it will have to be my swelling thumb. I don't know why, but my right thumb has started to swell and it is painful. It has started about 2 weeks ago. It has gone worse during my trip. The swelling doubled and now I can see some yellow, greenish stuffs under the skin, which I suspect is pus or worm. It grows everyday, and gets larger and larger, so I was abit worried if it might be some worm growing underneath my skin! As it grows, my thumb definitely gets even more swollen lohz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is painful, especially when I try to exert pressure with my thumb. For e.g. pressing buttons of the PSP. I was mortified! How do I play Mahjong like that? Ray insists it must be because I played too much MJ. Luckily, I still have my left thumb to 摸牌.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was bathing earlier, my skin can't seem to hold the pus (FORTUNATELY not worm) anymore. It kind of broke and ALOT of pus was leaking out from the hole. Gross! But it made my thumb abit less swollen. Still painful, and I think still infected. I am going to the doctor on Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip ended with another AMAZING discovery. The beautiful sandals I bought with white pearly beads, somehow sustained some damage but I don't know when or how. My left sandals lost 6 beads that formed the vertical design from the center of my foot to the toenail area. I don't even know how that happens. Amazing lohz. I hope nobody trips on those beads I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all these unfortunately events, my trip has gone on pretty well. I did lots of shopping at KL and am on my way to revamp my wardrobe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WOOHOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a shopping date with my meiz on Monday for more shopping! A few more pants and skirts for work, some shoes and I will be very satisfied. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some other misc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't like Ansaca Hotel room's toilet. It looks dirty and the basin is way too high lohz. It is not user friendly to vertically challenged people like me, you know. I don't like the room, so I didn't take any pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I lost RM$500 (that's about SGD$200) at Genting just playing Roulette. No luck at all. Didn't shop much at Genting though, coz everything is expensive! Even Mac and KFC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ray is definitely going to go back to Genting. He has become their member and earned himself a free room, that he will only claim at his next visit. So he has to go back at least twice. The first time to pay for the room, so he can claim the free room at his next visit. But it will be a room at First World. I don't know how comfortable he is, but I know he already not so comfortable in Resort Hotel when I was quite impressed by it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) He says he will bring MORE MONEY to gamble next time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am hungry now....... the Ramly Burger we had on the way back must have been digested already. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*growling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures.................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMING SOON! DEC 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, I am really very sleepy now. Time to hit the pillows. Finally at home in my own bed tonight....... yawnz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19689749-8438881955870067364?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8438881955870067364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8438881955870067364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8438881955870067364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8438881955870067364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-from-kl-genting.html' title='Back from KL &amp; Genting'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5253345170936185729</id><published>2009-12-14T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:43:52.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Love is All About - 14 November 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: First Monthsary :::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/039.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks a whole month since my wedding. The day when we pledged our commitment and love to each other, witness by many relatives and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last night as 黄花闺女~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: 上头 :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09024.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathe in pomelo leaves water, changed into a set of new pink pyjamas and slippers. According to the auntie who sold us the dowry stuffs, the slippers is a 'must'. Oh, my undies are also brand new! According to my ah mah and mommy, I must wear new undies as well! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::::: Lighting of the 龙凤烛 ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09023.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: 拜拜 :::: To Pray for a Happy Marriage ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09026.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: 上头用品 :::: Less the combs my parents holding :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09030.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every item stands for something meaningful and auspicious. But then I really cannot recall them.&lt;br /&gt;There is 2 combs, so my parents will each hold one and comb my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Getting Ready ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09031.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially my papa was wearing shorts and tee, and then my ah mah got him to change into more appropriate clothings. My papa don't know why comb hair also must wear nicely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::::: First Comb :::: 一梳，梳到尾 :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09032.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::::: Second Comb :::: 二梳，白发齐眉 :::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09033.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::::: Third Comb :::: 三梳， 儿孙满堂 ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09034.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom pin these red threads on my hair. I don't really know what it symbolises, but I guess it meant something auspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: After the Final Comb ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09036.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to eat 汤圆 (dumplings). My mom went out to buy the flour and make the little pink dumplings, cooked in sweet soup. My parents and my ah mah each fed me once time. Since I go primary school, my parents don't feed me already I think! *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: 吃汤圆咯!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09037.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09038.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Hair%20Combing%20131109/DSC09039.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was combing my hair, Ray's also combing his at his home. We both carry out the ceremony at 0000 hours. While mine is a quieter affair, his home was really crowded! All his brothers, sis-in-laws, nieces and nephews were there to witness the event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole ceremony, I went to bed. I slept in my parents room with my meiz and to my own surprise, I have no problem falling asleep! In fact, I slept like a log! I thought I will like toss and turn and have trouble sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was too tired. Because of what Suz, Xue, Meiz and I did in the day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Baking Session! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09007.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08989.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08991.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08993.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before we went out to get ingredients we will need for the baking. The next morning, I hurry from my mom's place to my punggol place and got ready for the baking exercise! Furthermore, the 'treats' for the brothers were also done consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my kitchen was done, I have always imagined myself cooking a sumptuous meal for Ray or that I will be baking sweet smelling cakes or pastries. I especially liked the glass backing I had, coz I could easily scribble the recipes onto it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what I did that day and it indeed was very helpful! No more holding onto recipes or trying to find a place to stick those recipes up while baking or cooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Delicious CupCake Recipe :::: Courtesy of my Meiz :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08995.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: First Batch Ready &amp;amp; GO! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC08994.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09000.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, we tried so many other flavours that we haven't tried before. There was the plain chocolate chip ones, the double chocolate ones and also banana with walnuts ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the hell are we baking? Because I want to bring them in to treat my guests the next day after my solemnisation and during the cocktail time. While we are baking, I was thinking we probably baked too much. We baked about 93 cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: All Packed in the Boxes :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09001.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09013.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Fastening the Boxes and We are DONE!! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09019.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little afraid nobody's gonna eat them and they will all go to waste. But to my surprise, the cupcakes were quite popular! It was almost finished by the time cocktail ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there are a few possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The guests are hungry when they arrive and they just eat.&lt;br /&gt;2) The guests thought those are hotel's cupcakes and they look quite nice, so they eat.&lt;br /&gt;3) The guests know those cupcakes are homemade by me and jiemeis and they 赏脸 (give face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason, I am just happy my cupcakes and our efforts are not wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then consecutively, we were also preparing the nice little 'treats' for the Brothers tomorrow. We know how important a good breakfast is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::::::: Agar Agar :::: Different Flavours Available ::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bitter. (Top row)&lt;br /&gt;Made with little bittergourd, lime skin and crushed lime seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour Jelly (Bottom Row)&lt;br /&gt;Made with lime juice and garnished with black pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09008.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Babe&lt;br /&gt;Made with chilli padi and chilli padi seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09010.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Tooth&lt;br /&gt;Made with Maple syrup, chocolate chip and lots lots lots of SUGAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Baking%20131109/DSC09011.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I don't want to try any. All seems gross. Relunctantly I can try the sour one. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: They Will HAVE to eat them :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09115.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started when my father jolted me awake at 5.45am. My make-up artist has already arrived and I was still sleeping! I was supposed to wake up at 5am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my make-up artist was supposed to reach at 6am. He was early, not that I was late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::: Half Awake &amp;amp; Doing Make-Up ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09043.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09048.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: My Gown for the Day ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09051.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09060.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Very Busy :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09058.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09061.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suz is busy finalizing the "Love Contract" Ray have to sign later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Almost Ready ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09068.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Sisters are Busy with the Sabos ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09069.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09076.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters are so busy, I realise I cannot find a photo taken in the day with all SEVEN of them! There is always someone missing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Changing into the Gown now ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09081.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: And READY! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09082.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09085.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: A Picture with Suz :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09086.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: My Parents Ready With the Veil ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09091.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Ready to be Married Off! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09093.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: My Sisters Ready with the Challenge ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09099.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09102.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09100.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09103.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: In My Parents' Room ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09107.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09109.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting inside and Weiling kept me company. It was so quiet I was thinking if they were ever arriving! Luckily Weiling was there to chit chat with me! I was so bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are what is happening while I was locked in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Arrival of Ray and his Gang ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09111.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09112.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Photography :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09119.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Spying on their Prey :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09120.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: 媒婆 :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09128.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: First Stage ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09130.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading of the Contract and signing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Second Stage ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09132.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Brothers get to eat their 'treats'. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Erm... Must be Delicious :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09135.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Third Stage ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09138.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09143.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locating tiny MJ tiles amidst ice and cold water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Final Stage - Shake Your Bons Bons ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09146.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09151.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Finally, Jiemeis' 'Salary' ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09156.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09158.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Finally MY TURN! ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09163.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't hear the contract, then Weiling won't open the door!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*HIAKZ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: YEAH! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09167.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: After 9 Years and 5 Months :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09169.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09171.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09173.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09175.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we have walked hand in hand till this day.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Outdoor Shots ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09179.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't know why the photographer wants to take at this bus stop. It really isn't very attractive. I hope his photos will surprise me later, but not SCARE me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Our Outdoor Pictures ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09183.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09187.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, stop laughing at his sock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he broke his corsage. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Wendy is trying to Mend it ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8962.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: My Bouquet &amp;amp; Me :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8966.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who is eyeing my bouquet...... I know who wants to get married next.......&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; *SHHH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: With Jiemeis :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09196.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09197.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09198.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09200.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: With Brothers ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09204.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09207.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite!! Tossing of the hand bouquet!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*WOOHOO!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Who's next? :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09216.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09219.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8983.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8984.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Miss Martian from Mars &amp;amp; Mr Polar of North Pole! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8988.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: The Earrings I Eventually Lost ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8991.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::: 补个妆  ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09232.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8993.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feels...... very "Superstarry"!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; *keke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Tea Ceremony  ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09233.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09235.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09249.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Second Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9005.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Third Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9008.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fourth Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9014.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth brother is not married, so cannot drink tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone discover my sister looking abit stoned! My 贴身丫环累了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Meimeiz Bored :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9013.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she woke up when they announced it was LUNCH TIME! 贴身丫环醒了!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Wake Up to Eat ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9028.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Buffet Spread :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9029.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: 贴和丫环不好意思 ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9034.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got caught eating happily! LOL! 妹妹辛苦了~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Brothers ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9027.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority still available in the Bachelors' market! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we head to our new flat in Punggol! Over there I need to change into my kua before heading to mommy's home for tea ceremony again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: 出发! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9049.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Reach Home ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9051.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9054.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: In Master Bedroom :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9056.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9060.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9064.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9067.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime in the other room...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: The 2 Unglam Guest :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9069.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I must say I like these 2 photos! Very cute can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Drink &amp;amp; Drunk! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9074.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9075.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: My Brother is Here to Fetch me Home! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9076.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: In my Kua &amp;amp; Ready to Go Home ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9078.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9079.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Reach Home &amp;amp; Have To Eat Egg in Sugared Water ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9088.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9083.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9084.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9085.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9086.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Tea Ceremony ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Parents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9091.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9092.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah-Mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9093.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_9094.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to finish all the tea ceremony at my house, I think I will type until my fingers will fractured or dislocate. So I shall skip over the tea ceremony to my 大姑、二姑、三姑、四姑、小姑、三叔、五叔、小叔、表姑等等等......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but the pictures I take with my families and his families are not here in my laptop. So I can't put up the photos. So then I shall jump into my evening time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am waiting quite anxiously for Coffee &amp;amp; Tea, coz they hold all the photos! They have all photos of every people and every pattern! It is like the whole full collection. Plus I have another 60mins video to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still still still haven't call me! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*SighZ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long tea ceremony at my home, I finally get to have lunch! I love to eat mommy's food, so at the sight of the food sitting at my mommy's home, I was hungry! Furthermore, after I get married, I cannot get to eat at home that often anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a hearty lunch, we headed to M Hotel. I love that room! I want to take picture then realise the camera memory card is with Wendy!! I had to warn everybody not to mess up the bed or the room until I get pictures of it in my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suite is so well decorated! It is romantic and sweet and very very beautiful! Plus the bathroom has got jaccuzi tub! OMG OMG OMG! JACUZZI TUB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already know what I will do that night, although it turned out to be quite dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::: The Bed ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09252.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09265.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Sitting by the Jacuzzi Tub! :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09266.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my evening gown coz the pictures were taken after the dinner. Before dinner I didn't have time nor the memory card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathe the moment I got there and I thought I had some time to rest. I was wrong. My make-up artist came the moment I stepped out of the bathroom. My mom's supposed to get her make-up done first. She was not there yet, so I had to go first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, the moment I sat there to have my make-up done, I will feel REAL REAL sleepy. It's written all over my face, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Making-Up my Face :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09255.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09256.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: My Face &amp;amp; Hair All Done :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09260.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my hair and all was done, everything happened in a rush. I had to go down and get ready for my solemnization. I didn't have alot of time to take more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then guests started to arrive and my relatives from my mom's side also started coming. I had another round of tea ceremony with them. I do not have those photos yet. But I offered tea to my ah mah、舅公、四姨、五姨、七姨、小姨、舅母等等......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Solemnization :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/solemnization.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/solemnization1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchange vows, make promises and bind our love and commitment together with our rings. We are legally married as of 14th November 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Reception ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Secret Mission?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep7.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep3.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More Secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep6.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I said I was nervous, and I look just as nervous as I felt! OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I like these photos! They made me feel I have paid a good cost in exchange for nice photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep2.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/recep5.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Forgotten Angelz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/FA.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Emcees! Love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/emcee.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My Papa! Loves! It is the first time I see him dressed so smartly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/papa.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(One of the) Funny picture of Xiaocai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/xiaocai.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Ray &amp;amp; Me ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/1.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: My Buddies' Table :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/myfavepple.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Dunmanites Ladies :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/dunman.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: The Drinking Practise ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/drink.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/drink1.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::: Credits ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meimeiz!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I must thank her for working so hard that day. Fetching me water, remembering what I told you have to be done. Standing by me. My favourite little sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I couldn't take  picture of a hug together coz you left with papa &amp;amp; mommy very soon after the dinner. Sighz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/mei.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SuZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; My all day full-time Coordinator! You made the day run smoothly and very on time. I know I couldn't do without you ever! You're always ready to lend me a helping hand and cheer me on. Thanks Suz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/suzni.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Weiling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Amidst your busy schedule, you took time to come join me at my wedding. Took up whatever task is given to you and made time for meetings! Plus, you kept me company in the room so I won't be bored. Thanks Weiling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/weilingni.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wendy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanks to you for helping me capture so many wonderful moments on camera! I got you to be my emcee at the last minute and you agreed so readily! And of course, for the very UPDATED and IMMEDIATE update of photos on FB so I do not have to upload anymore. Thanks babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/wenni.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sheena!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wonderful job as the emcee. I know how busy you are and you have to run around places. You still tried your best to make it and I really appreciate your efforts! Oh! and thanks for that special wedding gift! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09271.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Zinc!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The busy nurse, thanks for all the help you rendered. I know all I can offer you is rice and you will be happy. You are welcome to drop by and I will cook ALOT of RICE for you. =) Also, thanks for not going to party that night, because of me. Somehow I didn't get a picture with you. Are you in the bathroom?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09275.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Xueni!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanks for the help at baking and also at the reception! Thanks for coming to help me with my 'trail' during my table photography. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left early, so we didn't snap a photo together. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cynthia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanks for the corsages! Thanks for coming early to join in at my Solemnization, and also helping out at the reception area! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The photo we took is with Coffee &amp;amp; Tea now. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Brothers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rick, Rodney, Alfe, Polar, Xiaocai, Uncle and Ivan! Thanks for being so 'on' and swallowing all the little treats with prepared. No hard feelings right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Thanks for all the help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rayson my 老公!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;For spending so much time, effort and money to plan this wedding with me. Thanks for your love and I will use the rest of my lifetime to love you back okay! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And also remember the urm...... 90%...... HEEHEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/IMG_8974.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I had a wedding gift from Sheena &amp;amp; Polar. I was so curious what was in that red box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Our Wedding Gift :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09276.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09278.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09282.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09283.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: TAADAA!!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09285.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09286.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09287.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena is so considerate. Scared we don't know how to 'use' them, she even included a manual. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Handwritten Manual ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09291.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/14%20Nov%202009/DSC09288.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the girls are curious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your gifts are really quite well-thought out. Everything is useful, and well, we have not used them all, except for one. OPPS!! Ray says I must not reveal this! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have finally finish this entry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy First Monthsary to Us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still as at today, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPILY MARRIED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-5253345170936185729?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5253345170936185729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5253345170936185729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5253345170936185729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5253345170936185729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/12/month-ago-love.html' title='What Love is All About - 14 November 2009'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3641280586545087400</id><published>2009-12-09T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:04:32.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>过大礼的那一天</title><content type='html'>It takes months and weeks of planning to make just one day, 14th November the most memorable day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it was all over, the tension and stress all relieved, I felt a bit 'hollow'. After weeks of fretting, running around, spending money, it was finished in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking,"It is over just like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember 2 weeks before the wedding, 1st November 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: 过大礼 :::: 我的嫁妆 ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08831.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08835.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08843.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08844.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Things I need for "Hair Combing" 上头 :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08836.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Gold Accessories my Mom Bought for Me ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08839.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: Waiting for Ray to Come ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08845.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Ray arrived with the 媒婆 and the gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::: Cakes, canned pig trotters, hard liquor, 龙凤烛 and 聘金! :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Guo%20Da%20Li%20011109/DSC08848.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which it took us one whole day to go around Singapore to deliver all the cakes and canned pig trotters! Luckily Ray didn't mind chauffeuring us around. I had relatives from Punggol to Bedok to Clementi to Boon Lay! Haven't mention those at JB yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too much fun sending all the cakes around. According to my auntie, we should have ordered food (e.g. buffet) and invite all relatives to come. They can come have fun, watch the&lt;br /&gt;过大礼, eat then when they go home bring the cakes home. In that case we no need to travel all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么不早一点讲嘞?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after we went to JB! Ray drove in lohz, and it is his first time! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can just imagine how stress he was. It was just us, my mom and my meiz. My mom led the way to my ah mah's house which is actually really quite easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My auntie drove us to Jusco where we did some shopping and then I find that actually to go JB is quite fun lohz. It is really not that scary, and all thanks to Ray who kept scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he doesn't really mind driving into JB now, but he is SUPER updated on which Singaporean died in JB. It is important for him to know the manner and venue of death too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, there was a news report on a Singaporean who was killed while he was waiting for his car to be washed. He came into the room and told me, that the man got stabbed while waiting for his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that the man got run down by a stupid Bangladeshi who was reversing the car or something. Then that man ran away. The M'sia police is still hunting that stupid coward down, and I hope he has been caught already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I haven't been reading papers much since I moved. Last time I used to read yesterday's paper today, coz somehow my father only brings back belated papers. Now, I can't even read belated papers, coz they don't sell papers at my place here and Ray doesn't buy papers. I used to buy before school vacation, now that I don't buy, I don't get to read.)  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't hear how he got killed, but in his mind, whoever died in JB must be stabbed or shot. He is damn afraid of the robbers there. That's why when I told him I want to go into JB again to eat and shop, he hesitate a little and then say,"Ask more people to go together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any badminton rackets, baseball bats or something, please do bring along if we drive into JB together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3641280586545087400?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3641280586545087400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3641280586545087400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3641280586545087400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3641280586545087400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='过大礼的那一天'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8646522054118219758</id><published>2009-11-13T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:40:08.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachalorette Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: My Bachelorette Night! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/11.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sash and bling bling hand made by Suz! It's very pretty! Thanks a million~ ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Dollin' Me Up (in Public Toilet) :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/14.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/16.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/21.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/23.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't very happening or exciting.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't scary or exhilerating.&lt;br /&gt;It was made up of activities which I like.&lt;br /&gt;And I was made to look &lt;s&gt;silly&lt;/s&gt; attention seeking numerous times....... oh well........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Like Holding These All Around ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Like taking photos with strangers :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/26.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like they just heard that they have been sentenced to death, isn't it? -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;surprises&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The first one was good, because I was totally taken by surprise. The girls brought me for....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Brazillian Wax ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/2.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Wendy,"How long is this gonna take?"&lt;br /&gt;Wendy said,"Oh don't worry, very fast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was abit nervous and I tried to imagine how much it would hurt? And to 'expose' myself...... to stranger. Erm... Okay, what the heck! I just went ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Going in Now :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/4.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came back out with a surprise for the girls too! Like Wendy said it was really fast. It took approximately about 3 minutes only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: They Were 'Surprised' Too! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/5.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn't do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came out of the room, Wendy was like saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; loudly,&lt;br /&gt;"She cannot? Huh? Why? Not long enough is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember the person's name, but the girl who took me in looked kind of awkward and just nod her head. Wendy was definitely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; loud. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*ah-biSh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena's totally out of the picture. Everyone is supposed to sulk but she was smiling real happily. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: That was the Adventure @ Raffles City ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08922.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next I was brought to a dinner place. That part was also supposed to be a surprise. But then I already know where I was going so...... spoiler huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: On the Cab with the Mass of Balloons ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08924.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky I got onto a cab when the Uncle was used to all kinds of balloons appearing on a Saturday. He didn't mind my balloons blocking his mirrors in his cab. If the cab driver is Ray, I would have gotten chase down the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did I know where I was going? As much as the guys trying to keep hush hush on the dinner location from Ray, the SMS him on Friday night. Naturally I would ask him where he is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Al Forno at Upper East Coast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I know we are heading to East Coast, I knew exactly where we are going and I will see Ray there! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Dinner ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/32.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: The Main Leads - Bachelor &amp;amp; Bachelorette :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08933.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come the Bachelor got no sash? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hmmm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was fine, and I have always love Italian food! Except for the part where Wendy found a stone in their pasta pan and I found a thread in the Tiramisu cake, everything was pretty normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Photos ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it quite funny that Rick and I were doing the exact same hand movement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/34.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding what to eat is a major issue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/37.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/54.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with all the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/39.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, with all the guys who are also his Brothers next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/43.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister who I am gonna miss so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/41.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best pals, best MJ kakis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/44.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Organizer of the Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08973.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, and his Jammin' mates, partially. Alfe's missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/42.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whole Gang who were there to celebrate with us! (Later Xiaocai &amp;amp; Alfe came too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/45.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08950.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08951.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His second surprise! Belated Birthday Celebration~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/46.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08957.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the Tiramisu baked with a thread. WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/48.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish my banquet will not 'loogi' too much."&lt;br /&gt;"I wish the girls will not sabo us too much during the gate crash."&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I can have enough money to go honeymoon next year!"&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I will be with my 老婆 forever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08959.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUAT AH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08960.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents from them, presented by Nana the mistress~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/50.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best mates from Poly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't what combi is this. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/61.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08971.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Dunman to Poly to Society to Marriage, they have walked with me! Through ups and downs. Through my happiness and sadness. How do I live without them?&lt;br /&gt;(Including my 未来老公 who has been there in my life since 11 years ago~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/64.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will be the next couple pledging their love and commitment to each other forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08953.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08954.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this two odd fellows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/56.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LOL LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went on to KTV. This is the first time I am at this KTV. I can't even recall the name. Teo Heng or something? It is at Katong Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have a drink and get high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Beers &amp;amp; Girls ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08982.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone started leaving pretty early and then no one is there to drink. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Photos @ KTV ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08979.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08981.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: The Person I Will Miss the Most :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been there as my little cute sister 17 years ago. Then I bully her from since she can walk to when she went Secondary school. Because at the time, she didn't allow me to bully her anymore... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*BOO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share room, share clothes, share shoes, share alot alot of other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was young and ignorant, I was there as her guide. I talk to her, console her and tell her how to choose her paths. She was kind of a problem teen, but it is also probably in our genes to grow up decently. She grew up as a decent kid afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get annoyed with each other. We get pissed with each other. I scold her. She breaks stuffs (more frequently than any other beings). But I still love her because she is my little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*emo emo emo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/DSC08984.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: Zinc ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made her sing the most of last part while Nana, my meiz and I played Monopoly Deal! Later, she was so 'shag' from all the singing! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Wedding/Bachelorette%20Night/67.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed the night. Thank you Suz for organizing. Thank you everyone for attending and celebrating the night with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I actually blogged this halfway on 13th November. Then after which I need to go comb my hair and also was a little tired. So it was dragged till now that I finally finish this entry! Gambade! I have alot more entries to enter! OMG OMG!)&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/19689749-8646522054118219758?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8646522054118219758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8646522054118219758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8646522054118219758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8646522054118219758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/11/bachalorette-night.html' title='Bachalorette Night!'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3231619201418933231</id><published>2009-11-13T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:57:39.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Getting Married Tomorrow!!</title><content type='html'>I am gettting married tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have difficulties typing man!! This is due to the $215 acrylic nails that I have done! I shall upload photo next time. This is super challenging so I want to keep it short......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few minutes and my parents will be combing my hair. Then I can sleep for 5 hours plus before I have to wake up for my make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I have been anticipating is here. Everything still seems so surreal! Can't believe I am getting married. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wake up as Mrs Tung tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Miss Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Mrs Tung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to life as a single.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome life as a couple now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello EVERYBODY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM GETTING MARRIED!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOOHOO!&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/19689749-3231619201418933231?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3231619201418933231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3231619201418933231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3231619201418933231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3231619201418933231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-getting-married-tomorrow.html' title='I am Getting Married Tomorrow!!'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5070875050771664798</id><published>2009-11-02T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:23:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;人到中年咯!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dear!!&lt;br /&gt;Your last birthday as bachelor already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your childhood birthdays are celebrated with families.&lt;br /&gt;Youth birthdays are celebrated with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Adult birthdays are celebrated with me and our gang.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know,&lt;br /&gt;I know your future birthdays would always be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, because there is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays with me (romantic style), your family (homely style), your friends (party style) would always be memorable and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to go learn how to make red egg mee sua ok! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lovessssssssssssssssssss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From your future loving, adorable, loyal and crazy wife!&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/19689749-5070875050771664798?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5070875050771664798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5070875050771664798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5070875050771664798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5070875050771664798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-dear.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR!'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6105376824091012741</id><published>2009-10-29T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:36:02.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Like That?</title><content type='html'>I wish I can be understood.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spell things out openly.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have to hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But, I want to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I stay quiet and still you can hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just look at you and you see what is on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just sigh and you know why?&lt;br /&gt;Can I not show emotions and yet you know my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have things that you just cannot say?&lt;br /&gt;It makes your heart heavy,&lt;br /&gt;bugs you annoyingly and yet you just can't spell it out.&lt;br /&gt;You wish that the other person can understand and react.&lt;br /&gt;But then the other person don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, still there is some form of response,&lt;br /&gt;but seriously not the kind I have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Angel's saying to be more understanding and tolerating.&lt;br /&gt;The Angel told me to think for the other people.&lt;br /&gt;The Devil doesn't say anything, it just tries to shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;To shut out the people and problems.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't display any emotions or response.&lt;br /&gt;Not angry. Not upset. Not happy. Not smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cold shoulder treatment or is that called Pretence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to open the door, Devil will replay the incident.&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;Then I lose the power to flung open that door,&lt;br /&gt;as it gets heavier with each replay, each reminder.&lt;br /&gt;Angel tried again.&lt;br /&gt;But still the door doesn't open.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Did the devil in me win?&lt;br /&gt;Did I let it win?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6105376824091012741?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6105376824091012741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6105376824091012741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6105376824091012741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6105376824091012741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-like-that.html' title='Why Like That?'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4952459113496672785</id><published>2009-10-26T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:36:24.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down 19 Days</title><content type='html'>Time is drawing close. So close now! 19 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was havoc. Busy with unpacking of the boxes sitting at my home. Finally cleared 4 boxes, but I still have 4 more to go! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGHZ!&lt;/span&gt; It took me half a day to unpack the 4 boxes not counting the time taken to sweep and mop after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw out more garbage on Saturday. Things that I packed nicely to be delivered over, things that I really did ponder over and decide I need to keep them. However, when they were lying around at my home, I just didn't feel that I want them anymore. So I threw them away. Mostly useless stuffs and ornaments from ages ago. Plus some ancient notes (from school) which I have somehow kept for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to categorize most of my stuffs. Like a big box for all cards and tags. A drawers meant for books. Files for important documents. Files for insurance documents etc. There is so much stuff and I just feel like stuffing them all down the garbage dump! Trust me, I was so tempted when I sat there, mess around me, sweating and nose clogged with dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there such thing as dust?! Useless and irritating and making us do constant cleaning! It's so sickening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will be able to clear the other boxes soon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Sighz-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I woke up early to prepare breakfast again! Well, I am rather interesting in culinary of course, not counting the washing up part. Anyway, I decide to make breakfast, because I feel hmmm...... kind of "wifey". This is what a good wife-to-be should do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要抓住一个男人的心，先要抓住他的胃嘛!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*wahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually more that I want to snuggle at home before the "Unpacking Exercise" starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to prepare something filling and simple. I don't want to start creating oily kitchen, because then I will have more cleaning to do. So, this is what I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Pancakes! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08815.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To actualize this breakfast plan, I had to get a frying pan. I got this from NTUC AMK Hub for $39.90. Then I came home to find out my mom has this coupon that can get the exact same pan for $19.90. I can get a slightly bigger one at $29.90. My mom says she keep forgetting to tell me about the coupons, and that costs me like $20 more! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*ARGHZ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: My EXPENSIVE Pan :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08816.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making pancakes is really rather easy. I just had to scoop out the flour, pour in the water and whisk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Mixing ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08818.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Whisking :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08817.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: First Pancake on the Pan :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08819.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the prettiest. I don't know why, but I can't get the rest of the pancake to look like this. I wonder if it is because the pan got too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: The rest of the Pancakes ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08821.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08822.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Ugly Pancake ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08823.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Accomplished! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08825.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Served on Table :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Pancake%20Breakfast%20241009/DSC08826.jpg" height="340" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought strawberries to go with the pancakes! Ray doesn't like maple and strawberries, so he only eats it with butter. Oh so boring! Never mind, next time I will make him chocolate chips pancake! Sounds yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the filling of cooking for someone you love. Not only Ray, but also family and friends. There is this wonderful feeling which I cannot describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we went down to JB. My grandmother is well now and discharged. Big relieve. The drive down to JB was not as scary or as difficult as Ray had imagined. It went quite well and my sis and I had quite a fruitful time shopping at Jusco. I bought a shirt at Dorothy Perkins and she bought her dress (to be worn at dinner) at  RM$129. It is light peach in colour and very sweet. I helped her pick it out and I think she looks wonderful in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bought this painting cum clock which costs us RM$188. It is pretty cool and it will add more character to our living room. It is like a 2 in one. There's will be painting and clock, and we only pay 1 price! Will take picture of it when it is up! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell huge bean bags too! It is going at RM$238! Maybe I will go in and buy it after the wedding. Cannot spend so much now and need a bigger space to transport them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 more days. As I finish this blog, there is actually only like 18 and a half days more. So much more to finish up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4952459113496672785?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4952459113496672785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4952459113496672785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4952459113496672785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4952459113496672785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/10/counting-down-19-days.html' title='Counting Down 19 Days'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-7968952939191884519</id><published>2009-10-20T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:30:50.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan According to Size of Ang Bao</title><content type='html'>If you ask 10 to-be-wed couples, about 8 of them would tell you the table planning for the dinner will give them the most headaches. That is because we need to work with EQ and plan the seatings according to what makes the guests feel the most comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If A, B, C, D, E, O, P, Q, R and S at all, you cannot put them together (obviously). But if say you have 5 of them who knows each other, it will be possible to combine them with the other 3 or 5 people who knows one another too, to form another table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if say V and M doesn't get along with one another, then you cannot place them together. But they are both colleagues of yours and you cannot possibly place the other one with all the secondary school people right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So probably the colleague group will have to split into 2 tables, so I will need to insert some other groups to fill up the table. Then comes the problem of who to put where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is your BOSS. Most people doesn't enjoy being put together with the boss, unless, they are the most irritating boot lickers. But I won't invite boot lickers anyway, so there is the problem of who sits with the Boss or Bosses? She, he or they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of throwing all the names into a big tin, go kneel in front of 观音娘娘 (Guan Yin Niang Niang or Goddess of Mercy) and then shake the tin and asked for the best of arrangement. The first ten pieces of paper that lands on the floor will form a table. So the remaining will form the other table, and whether your "lot" land with the Bosses, it all depends on GYNN. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray got a better idea. Plan according to size of ang bao. It is like purchasing a good seat to watch a concert. This so go with my "SuperStar" theme, ain't it? What makes a good seat? Good view and you sit with people you like and feel comfortable with. Plus there will be good food too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE: Like say your angbao size is $50-90 then you probably get the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crappiest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; seat and have to sit with your arch enemy? If your angbao is $100-$140 then you can get to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sit with the people you love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and have a good time chatting away. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To sit with people you like and get the best view of the whole ceremony, the angbao value will be around $150-$XXXXXX!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Maybe we can throw in the red tablecloth too! Okay, maybe not red, in order not to offend the important members of our family, maybe a&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; glittery gold tablecloth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wahahahahahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is just a joke between us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-7968952939191884519?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7968952939191884519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=7968952939191884519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/7968952939191884519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/7968952939191884519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/10/plan-according-to-size-of-ang-bao.html' title='Plan According to Size of Ang Bao'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5641441291891862482</id><published>2009-10-19T16:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:20:54.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>I totally have zero mood to blog these days. My mind is kind of dazed, filled with many to-do stuffs and "what to do" question marks. Luckily I have people around me giving me advises, reminding me on a lot of things. We have about 3 weeks now, before we are to stand before all our loved ones and exchange vows to take care, to stand by and to love each other - forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever. It is such a powerful word. Somehow I am a bit frightened. When I think about it, sometimes the insecurities in me surfaced. Will I be a good wife? Do I deserve all that is happening? They all sound too good....... too good. I know I am being silly, but I just can't help thinking, wondering and getting all emotional about it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*SigHz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since our flat is done up and ready, we have been spending our weekends over there. We clean the place, snuggle together watching movies, and also sit together to work on our guest lists and invitation cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily our flat is small, it didn't take a lot to clean up. I wish we can have a vacuum cleaner soon, because somehow sweeping doesn't really clean the place properly. I haven't gotten to unpacking all the boxes stacked in the guest room. I know I must start soon, because Ray wants to reuse the box to pack his belongings. Next Friday, I MUST DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Ray and I went out to order our cakes from Pine Garden. We decide to opt for the box of swiss roll and fruit tarts. We didn't taste them before, but since I have tried their other cakes before, I guess they should taste just as good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Ikea and spend around $150 on kitchen utensils, cutleries and a Komplement - storage with compartment that will be used to hold my scarves and belts. We also bought a clock, which is simple and really fits the living area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want my digital clock in the living area, but then I guess we have to make do with this for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and we had our first steamboat at home! We used the induction cooker my grandma bought for us. We spent less than $20 on ingredients and had a really filling dinner at our cozy area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: First Steamboat @ Home :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/First%20Steamboat%20171009/DSC08809.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used the new bowls and sauce dish we bought from Ikea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Breakfast on Sunday :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/First%20Steamboat%20171009/DSC08812.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I made him coffee, made milo for myself, and served them in the new mugs we bought in Ikea. I liked the white and black combination, so nice! The mugs looks fabulous while only costing us $0.90 each! We bought 4, 2 blacks and 2 whites. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hehehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the free plates, from Aussino, 6 pieces of butter biscuits from Julie's. Yumz! They taste marvellous, especially after dipping them into hot milo~ I know this sounds very ah-mah style, but this really tastesssss so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still many stuffs on my shopping lists, but we have to go slowly. Buy bit by bit so we won't be so stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like way overdue, but then again, I didn't had the time and mood to blog. Anyway, here it comes!!!! Our 2009 Mid-Autumn Festival celebration held at my Punggol Place!! It was a potluck affair and for once, we managed to eat up most of the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuZ and I started the day early. She came over earlier and we made Ham &amp;amp; Mushroom in Tomato Sauce Linguine! I love cooking pasta. Hassle-free, easy to do and nice to eat! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hehz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy bought KFC, and Uncle brought sausages~ The durian puffs and mooncake bought by Zinc are in the fridge, so there are not in the picture. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: FOOD FOOD FOOD :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08800.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the newspapers are ugly, but they are useful in protecting the dinning table, and also made cleaning up way way easier. Just wrap and throw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::: 5-Star Pasta Chefs! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08794.jpg" height="250" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:::::::: Early Birds ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08793.jpg" height="250" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have finally convinced Wendy to start playing MJ and she is doing really well! She came early to MJ with us that day and she proved that Viwawa is really a good form of training for beginners! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hohoho*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: All the VERY HUNGRY Girls :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08796.jpg" height="250" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: WE, the residents of Punggol! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08798.jpg" height="250" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::::: Minutes before they turned CARNIVORE-RES :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08799.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so hungry and the others were late, so that made us kind of lose our "humanity" for awhile. We just want to gobble down anything that was on the table! Plus the KFC smells so good! It is like vampire thirsting for blood can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we decide to finish up the small bites first. The mashed potatoes, coleslaws and  drumlets were gone in an instant! Luckily I am already getting married next month, and Ray has seen the worse of me. Fortunately for the rest of the girls, especially Zinc, no other guys were around! If not, they might stay in singlehood for a long while!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*hahaha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, hungry girls can sometimes look quite scary and somehow forgot to maintain their images. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::::: After an Hour later........ :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08801.jpg" height="350" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we have full attendance!!! Cyn bought salad which I really ate alot of! Kylie bought 2 boxes of fried chicken wings, to our horror, because we finished the box of KFC and now we are looking at the boxes of fried chicken wings! But we managed to munch up a box of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got hungry as they MJ (surprisingly fast) and ate somemore after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: They were watching 爱 :::: No Kidding :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08803.jpg" height="350" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like seeing them sprawling around in my living room watching TV. It makes the whole house looks so lively and somehow makes my living room seems larger. I am looking forward to XMAS now! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::::::: ALL the VIEWERS of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08804.jpg" height="350" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know that my friends are also viewers of Taiwan (crappily long) serials! This is the evidence!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*laughs laughs laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;::::::::: Evidence :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08805.jpg" height="350" width="390" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the screen, don't you find that actor familiar? He appears every weekend evening loh! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after feeling bored for some time, we itch for somemore MJ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: MJ MJ MJ MJ MJ :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/DSC08806.jpg" height="250" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is comical. Don't know why Cynthia caught me looking like this anyway. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of my Orh Kim (Black Gold) mahjong! So chio! But then too bad, some of them have already started to mist. Still, the color is bling and I totally love it! Thanks to SuZ, Xue, Xiaocai, Weiling and Zinc, so I am able to own this box of chio MJ and the big and smooth MJ table! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I won some money that night! Haven't felt lucky with MJ for some time and that night is GOOD! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the initials MJ always stands for famous things and people. MJ are always likable, for instance MJ= Mahjong. MJ = Michael Jordan. MJ = Michael Jackson. MJ. I think this name can be seriously considered for future purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will upload the photos into facebook ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Ray and I stayed behind to clean up before we went home. I remembered we went home around 1140am and so I only slept around 1215am that night. YAWNZ! Once again, lucky the house is small so cleaning up takes a shorter time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-5641441291891862482?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5641441291891862482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5641441291891862482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5641441291891862482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5641441291891862482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid-Autumn Festival'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Mid-Autumn%20Festival%20041009/th_DSC08800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-9102308160002508658</id><published>2009-09-18T10:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:44:49.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I can't Wait to Move Out?</title><content type='html'>Friday is here again! This weekend I'll be super busy. Loads of stuffs to settle, but once it is done, I will get a really homely-feeling home! Plus I will be able to play MJ there without the stress of Tension being around to tsk tsk at me and then also able to spend weekends there cleaning the house or lazing around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the bonus of this week, long weekend! It is like smelling the aroma of coffee on a sleepy morning, eating steamboat on a cold day, soaking your sore feet in a tub of warm water, or drinking iced fizzy cola on a hot and thirsty day! S-H-I-O-K!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to go home real early today to nap and jog. After which Ray and I will be going down to pick up our invitation cards from T-Dragon. Maybe we can pop by Vivo later because I really want to go get a Hyflux Pitcher, so I can have drinking water at our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow curtains coming. After installation, I probably need to clean up the flat abit. Not looking forward to that part, but I am anticipating what comes after that! Going Ikea to shop for plates and cups and etc! Or if there isn't time for Hyflux tonight, I will have to go on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how "auntie" I must sound. Talking about home products shopping, but then it is a pleasure to doll up your own place! It is a amazing feeling, to feel really satisfied and love everything about the house we are going to live in. From nothing to putting in colours, furnitures and decors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to have my own place. Away from all the sharing of rooms. You know, getting irritated by the banging of cupboards early in the morning when you don't have to wake up actually. You won't know if you are so fortunate you don't have to share a room with anyone. I sometimes irritate her the exact same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Close cupboard: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BONG BONG BONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally knock into the cupboard: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Comb drop: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIAK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock down some bottle while putting the comb back:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; TONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally kick the bed: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PEK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open locked door:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PONG~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe we are born with clumsy genes. But then my sis is definitely more clumsy than me! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I use to always say to her in the most amused tone,"When you are around, anything can happen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She can walk past the radio,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; RADIO hor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the radio can also drop onto the floor loh! Did I mention she broke my 1 face massager into 5 pieces? These are just 0.1% of examples. You see what I mean?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you know sounds like that annoys the hell out of you especially in the early mornings when everyone is grouchy!!! So I will like TSK TSK real loud hinting her to stop all the noise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I also have put up with my room-mate's laziness. I am lazy enough and sometimes I feel she is like worse! The lazy worm. Can't even take her own towel to bath, always use MY TOWEL! Anyway, that is not gonna happen soon. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIAKZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't even change bedsheets loh. Ray and I have been changing for her for the past like don't know how many months. If we don't she will just continue to sleep on dusty bedsheets loh! Don't you feel the itch Chen Wan Jing??!?!?!??!! I am so amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to highlight, your &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIL-to-be so good to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more is good about staying on your own? I can do whatever I want, not say whatever, but I will definitely have less people "spying" on my moves. More freedom, and I don't have that much answering to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like if I am gonna continue to kill ants with kitchen towel or 3-ply Beautex tissue, I won't have someone screaming in my face saying I am wasting valuable assets of the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or say I wanna toss my bag here and there because I don't have room for it? I won't hear nagging and like my bag will not disappear on me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I wanna invite friends over for party or MJ or anything, I wouldn't have to worry about noise level or whether it will be too late. The good part just keep popping into my head!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep in for as long as I want. I can turn on the air-con as and when I feel like it. I can play my computer games the whole day and ignore the 'commands' to sweep or mop the floor. No one will fight for the remote with me, maybe except Ray next time. I mean 1 VS 1 is alot more probability, to be able to win and watch what I want to, compared to 1 VS 4 right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, when I get something I have to give something away. So I will have to take care of my own household chores, like the sweeping and mopping and dusting and cleaning. I have to take care of my own laundry and ironing. I have to take care of my own meals and groceries shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to get a part-time maid sometime next year and my flat is not that big, it shouldn't be too challenging for me anyway. Just the cleaning of toilet part... I don't really like that. And windows! I hate cleaning windows and there are now like super dusty! Thanks to all the construction work opposite us. I shall leave that for later. Anyway, they should have like anti-dust windows in the market soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry. 2 people staying in a small flat, how much laundry would we expect? Plus there is always the washing maching for the heavy washing for instance the bedsheets and quilt etc. No. He won't be expecting me to wash his underwear, never, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironing? I will just have to get a good, user friendly iron! Whether it is ironed good enough, will be according to my own criteria. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals? Definitely not cooking everyday. Maybe weekends or even can have steamboat every alternate weekend! No need to cook, just cut and wash! Then I was thinking of popping by on odd days at my parents' place for dinners! Even days? Tabao days! And I will bake on long weekends or during school holidays. Definitely a good plan, but........................... initially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except now that my mom is working evening shifts, she doesn't cook alot on weekdays anymore! So I probably can only go back on weekends, if I want to eat at home. So it is now, either tabao or I will be the chef. That, can be decided later on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love groceries shopping!!! I like to stock up my fridge and storeroom and kitchen cabinets!!! Definitely not an issue! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am sure gonna miss my little sister too. The chit-chatting, to complain about household stuffs...... grumbles and of course the sharing of clothes and bags and etc....... I am also maybe miss my mom's nagging. Err... maybe. I will miss my papa coz he always help me fix broken players or lights. He also helps me kill all the nasty roaches I spot! I will miss my brother, because he won't be eating up the titbits I buy now. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*hahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down 57 days now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-9102308160002508658?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/9102308160002508658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=9102308160002508658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/9102308160002508658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/9102308160002508658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-i-cant-wait-to-move-out.html' title='Why I can&apos;t Wait to Move Out?'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4348539178300889685</id><published>2009-09-15T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:46:56.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly 60 Days to Go</title><content type='html'>Today marks the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;111st mth&lt;/span&gt; of our marathon! Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love any kind of anniversary, because it is an extra reason for me to be happy! I love long weekends because it makes me feel even more excited! Long weekend is coming right at me and so I am feeling both happy and excited today! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Move-In" day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And it is exactly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;60 days&lt;/span&gt; to our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG DAY&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4348539178300889685?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4348539178300889685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4348539178300889685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4348539178300889685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4348539178300889685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/09/exactly-60-days-to-go.html' title='Exactly 60 Days to Go'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-2101796986961018483</id><published>2009-09-10T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:14:46.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless Anger!</title><content type='html'>Whenever I meet her, I just cannot control the anger in me. I will lash out and be very direct when I scold her. I don't know when, if really Love is blind, will she see again? I want to show her the the path, the sun and what is good about her that he can never match up. But I can't pry open the darkness, and show her the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am helpless and at the same time anxious!!! I so want my friend to be loved, to be cherished, to be with someone who is honest, open, kind who leads a normal life, if not a successful one. I want her to be with someone who can tell her the truth. I want her to be with someone who wants to work hard and puts in effort to improve their lives together. Someone who is sincere about building a future together with her. That person is not this someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hides. He fakes. He denies. He lies. He takes. He is full of crap and my friend finds excuses for him, so she can believe him. And she can't see. She is just too blinded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to make her see the logic. Feel some sense. I am really...... helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes her for granted, and I know he is the worst boyfriend I have ever seen. A guy with some backbone will find his own job, build his own career and not just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TALK&lt;/span&gt; about whatever plans he has. TALK is nothing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTION&lt;/span&gt; is the only proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth to give so much? I will say NO! Because I don't love this man and will never never ever love this man. But I can't say the same for her, for she is someone madly in love with someone who clearly doesn't love her as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; love. When it brings too much pain. Especially when it becomes someone else's excuse to take advantage of my friend. He doesn't know love, and my silly friend believe he does love her! He is lying coz of love, he did that coz of love, however ridiculous? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the love between friends can never be as intense, as important, as strong as the love between lovers. Friends often have to stand aside. They can never outshine the boyfriends. They can never match up. Friends are often only seen, their care and love only felt once the girl falls out of love. When the love spell is broken, will they finally see the importance of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are noble sometimes, I think. Because they will just stand there, beside their friends, even when their presence are not even needed. They will be ready to catch when they fall, lend a shoulder when they cry, listen when they complain. But once they are ready and blinded by BGR love again, they are pushed to the sidelines once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to help my friends! I so hope my chantings, my naggings will do some help. Although most of the time, it doesn't. It just fell on deaf ears, unseen by the blinded. Although they will nod and tell you they know, they understand, seriously they don't! What boyfriends say are etched in their hearts, and what friends say are so easily ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope someday, I can see some success of my effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know much about heartbreaks. But I know it is never easy in the beginning. But, you have to start somewhere, to give yourself the life you deserve. If you are not happy, and you are tired, and you are unsure, why hang on?! I just don't understand. Does hanging on really make you feel loved? Does waiting really bring results? Why not open up other options? Why do you want to bring yourself to such low level, and for such a person who doesn't even cherish what you are doing for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why "cheapen" yourself? Why not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;leave with dignity&lt;/span&gt;, and at least you have some "value" when you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does all these waiting and giving chances and lying to yourself really bring you a brighter and happier future? You want the answer??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NO! NO! NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go, then will you be able to accept new opportunities, new chances! If you can't even see a future, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; wait?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You seriously think someone will change just at the snap of fingers?&lt;/span&gt; You seriously think it is so easy to "change" someone? Yes, that person will change, if he really loves you. If he have loads of excuses and doesn't want to change for the better, for your sake, you can just guess how much you are worth in his heart, ain't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you tell yourself, to wait and wait, because you think he needs time. He doesn't need time. He is not even trying. Someone who tries, needs time. People who ain't even trying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ARE NOT&lt;/span&gt; going to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to slog your life for someone, pick someone more worthy of that. I don't care if you marry a road-sweeper who don't know how to read, or a Bangladash, and have chocolate-coloured babies, if that person is a good person, someone with backbone, with ambition and willing to work towards giving you a better life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot understand. ARGHZ!!! I don't know how to understand. ARGH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the day will comes when these come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days and my 1 week holiday will end. I didn't do much this holiday. Pure rest and games. Oh! And putting together my guest lists on excel! Half done only though, got kind of sleepy after awhile! It took quite some time as I need to put in the address and the extra information. Have filled about 3 tables now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I shall head off for some gym. Need to use my muscles. After which, I am going to come back and pack more boxes to be delivered to my new house. My Tupperware, measuring cylinder and miscellaneous stuffs came! I ordered them through my mother few weeks back. I have a rice cooker already (courtesy of Ray's mom), and my granny bought me a electric stove. So everything will be moved over asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous about what is coming up this weekend. I hope everything will turn out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, jiemeis will be heading down to pick fabric for the actual day dresses! I hope we will be able to get something good and affordable! About 2 more months left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Watched 'The Proposal'. Super funny! Love the show! Seeing Sandra Bullock again after so long...... it is kind of refreshing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-2101796986961018483?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2101796986961018483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=2101796986961018483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2101796986961018483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2101796986961018483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/09/laid-back.html' title='Helpless Anger!'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-2788013810237905632</id><published>2009-09-03T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:29:53.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Poisoning</title><content type='html'>What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suffering from Food Poisoning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puke last night, although I always try to hold it back. I even took medicine to ease the nauseous feeling. In the end, still had to "merlion". I can feel my stomach cramping and it is painful when I was vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually people feel better after vomitting right, I only felt better for 5 minutes!!! Then the sea of nausea came over me again! I gave up trying to pretend I will be okay and went to the doctor. Ray accompany me as usual. I don't know why I always go see doctor so late. Then Ray only went home near 1am. Poor thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a fever, thus the food poisoning came with bodyaches and headache, a whole package!! I am still having bodyaches now man! I have got stomachache, and now my stomach is still churning. I didn't had any diahhorea last night, and the doctor told me it will come today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, I just had diahhorea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHz!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't feel nauseous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG!!! Please, I feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Nissin Chicken flavoured cup noodles yesterday when I came back to school from Science Centre. Coz I felt hungry. Then by about 6pm, I wasn't feeling too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full attack came at 10pm. OMG. Now the moment I think about the noodles and the smell, I wanna vomit all over again. I don't know why, but then I can still smell the puke in my nose and mouth occassionally. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*EEKK!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so quitting from Chicken flavour Nissin! Never!! No more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Whinning)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't being dirty or unhygienic yesterday leh. REALLYYYYYYYYYY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me recover NOW!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Whimpers)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-2788013810237905632?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2788013810237905632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=2788013810237905632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2788013810237905632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2788013810237905632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/09/food-poisoning.html' title='Food Poisoning'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8094408447128749647</id><published>2009-09-01T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:23:45.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's words, Today's 感动</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Cynthia is such a dear~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cynthia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U got how many jiemei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LaZ: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 6 jiemei plus my meimei. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cynthia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know jiemei always wear this similar wrist band thingy (wrist corsages)? I make 1 show you during our KTV. If you like, I'll do for all your jiemei. Last time at WLaw I promised, you remember?! LOL! Let me know what main color you want me to use. I am thinking of doing roses and laces style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LaZ: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Ok! Thanks! =)  My jiemei should be wearing silver, but the shade not confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cynthia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke! Ok! If got updates on the shade, let me know bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LaZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Thank you very much! Actually I dun remember. But thanks for remembering! Very 感动! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cynthia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya! Shouldn't have reminded you! LOL! That time we so free mah, sit opposite each other then always talk all sorts. Got Michael and BWB ( Ex-Bosses name) song somemore! LOL! Like suddenly so fast you really getting married! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple chatting sessions at that time, becoming a fulfilled promise today. Thank you Cynthia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lead me to think, when we were in secondary school, SuZ and I always says Xue will be the first to get married. Because she was the only one with boyfriend already. Then we say we must be each other's 伴娘 and each others' children's 干妈......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we still brooding how to have 2 伴娘. So maybe have to take turns. Then we also thought of who will be whose children's godmother.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; *hahaaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually today, both of them will be! Be my jiemei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the sequence is kind of unexpected, still these are such sweet memories! Young and innocent! Xueni lah! Keep changing her mind, and change boyfriend, if not, I will not be the first liao! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;想当年~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-8094408447128749647?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8094408447128749647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8094408447128749647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8094408447128749647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8094408447128749647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterdays-words-todays.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s words, Today&apos;s 感动'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1280032930650877663</id><published>2009-08-24T12:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:03:22.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots of Bliss: 15th June 2009</title><content type='html'>He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;proposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during our 8th year of courtship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From proposal to photoshoot, it was exactly 1 year. Time flies! I can still vividly remember Phuket and the proposal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, our Wedding Photoshoot was arranged on our 9th year together. The sweetest moment, the prettiest, most handsome moment, captured on this special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the in-door studio shoot. I like every picture, especially the actual day gown! The more I see the gown, the more I think it is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite will ding dong between the shy smile one and the guitar ones! I also like the Kua one, because it turned out to be like 3 times better than my expectations. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is how low my confidence is, for my Kua shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have doubts about the evening gown styling, although people have said that it looks good. Erm................. maybe not my kind of style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor shots are not as good as I had expected. But I love the lalang field! Many has commented that they liked the beach too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite outdoor sot has got to be the one lying on the grass! It is very well taken and edited! Looks very romantic and dreamy~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly disappointed with the black gown. In some pictures, it makes my buttocks look real BIG. Cynthia says I looked very matured in it, and indeed, I feel that way too. But I think it doesn't look too bad although I didn't really get the kind of feel I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more artsy New York feel was what I was looking for. Well, anyway, I have up my own layout! I was thinking maybe this layout will be even better than what I am paying for? (Kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=2129705&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1" width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=2129497&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1" width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asking him the other day. After our wedding, do we reset the anniversary clock? We will be celebrating from the beginning, and the special date will be overwritten with 14th November?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we do about 15th June? Do we still count 15th June 2010 as our 10th year together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says we will celebrate both dates. YEAH!! So more reasons for romantic dinners and presents!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*heehee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly more than 2 months, and it will be the day I walk out of singlehood and live a new life with my new kin, my husband! He will be closest person to me from then on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to me than my friends, siblings and even my parents! I don't know what lies in store for me, but I have very much confidence in him, in me and in our new life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, take a peak at our new living room, fully furnished!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Small but Cosy :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Furnitures/DSC08550.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: Living Area ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Furnitures/DSC08546.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Furnitures/DSC08543.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: Dinning Area :::: With Cool Black Glass Table ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Furnitures/DSC08541.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Furnitures/DSC08547.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The velvet grey sofa, white coffee table, black tampered glass dinning table and 4 checkered dinning chairs (2 white and 2 grey) costs us $3200. We got them all from Furniture Mall. I picked the color of the sofa, with help and suggestion from SuZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sofa came kind of disfigured, but the cover will be changed by this weekend. I like the softness of the sofa when I lie on it. It is smooth to touch. I don't know how difficult it is to maintain, but I know definitely we need to spend time taking out the covers and washing them. If it gets too troublesome, I will change to a leather sofa for the next generation of revamping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;No more sitting on hard teak sofa! My home sofa always makes my buttock hurt! And it is not comfortable at all! The only good point is, it requires very little maintainence effort. But still!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The white coffeetable comes with a drawer, which I like, because then there will be a place to put remote controls without messing up the living area. There is also a tampered glass little shelf, beside the drawer, to hold magazines and newspaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinning table was spotted by me at the store! The size is good, the color and material is exactly what we are looking for! The stand is dark walnut colour and it is attached in the middle to the tampered glass table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ray says that if we have many guests and need to squeeze around the table, they will not be blocked by the table legs, if they were to be at the four sides. Very well thought out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The space between our living area and dinning area is really small. Almost non-existence! But the flat is 4-room mah, so what to do? Just have to make the best use of every space! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We could have push the sofa all the way to the window area, then we will have a bigger walking space. But Ray is worried about safety as we do not have window grills yet. A child might just climb on the sofa arm and fall over the window. So we decided to keep a 2 feet distance between the sofa and the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided to put the white chairs at the dinning area. So that the area doesn't look so boring with all the grey and black colors. I especially picked the checkered chair because I thought it will fall in line with the dinning settee random stripe look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of the 2 grey chair are temporarily acting as our study room chair. Meanwhile, Ray is trying very hard to convince me that these 2 dinning chairs are perfect for the study room, so as to save approximately $200 not to buy 2 office chairs for that room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not so easy! For the time being, yes. For long term? NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::::::: Study Room :::::::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i837.photobucket.com/albums/zz292/clara_laz/Our%20Love%20Nest/Furnitures/DSC08551.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am in the room, at that moment, trying to complete a very important and special project for the wedding. I hope that everything will turn out good!!! It will soon be known if it indeed turn out good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pray for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes! I am looking forward to furnishing the Master Bedroom now! I can't wait to shop for quilt, bedsheets, duvet cover and extra pillows! I need to get a bedside table too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My washing machine too, still sitting in the store waiting for us to go buy it! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-1280032930650877663?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1280032930650877663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1280032930650877663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1280032930650877663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1280032930650877663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_24.html' title='Shots of Bliss: 15th June 2009'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-2500935195516467138</id><published>2009-08-15T13:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:41:57.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>On the second day of August, our Miss Leo, Wendy's 26th birthday! We had wanted to go prawning at ECP, but then were told that there was a triathlon, so changed our plan to a good dinner at Nihon Mura, followed by a chill-out session at a KTV Pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things hasn't been too smooth for the birthday girl this few months, but she still deserve to have some fun on her birthday! As we aged, we gain new experiences and learn from our mistakes, and applaud on our success. I hope that Wendy will grow stronger and more mature and love herself more!!!! This will be her ultimate success, won't it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself more, she can probably start with not "polluting" her lungs and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: At Nihon Mura :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05718.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05723.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zynn and Wendy are the first to arrive that night. Usually the first people to arrive are the hungriest people! Doesn't this sound pitiful? Like you are early and then you are hungry, but then you had to wait ages for EVERYONE to arrive. By the time they arrive, you are too hungry to move liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, our birthday girl and Zynn are pretty smart people. They started on some small bites while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Ivan &amp;amp; Fion :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05724.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrived before us and had already gotten their meals in front of them. When I arrived, the four of them were sitting together in a row, which is quite weird right? I mean usually people will be seated opposite each other, as it is easier to talk mah. But they were facing the same direction in a row, like the judges in American Idol, waiting for the contestants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they must have been some strangers who happened to share a table with each other. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Couple A &amp;amp; B Arrived Together ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05719.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05720.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived together almost at the same time at the carpark. Of course, late people arrive and just head off to order food, no need to wait anymore. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The good thing about being late is, you don't have to wait for people, and be hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena is the best. When people say late is better than never? Sheena picked never! She didn't turn up for the dinner afterall. Sheena did not inform properly and we were all ready to wait for her, while eating of course. Fortunately, we cleared the air in time, so she can join us at Boat Quay later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lahz, to do a little explanation for her. She was not feeling well, as many men are not able to understand, the kind of pain women go through every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even the more cannot stand it when man talks about giving birth like laying eggs!!! If you ever hear someone say this, that person must be a MALE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pok! The baby comes out already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's alot more to this than a simple "pok" and it is so easy for a man to say!&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; *GRRRR*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt at this dinner that Uncle is a freethinker, who believes in ghost, vampires and draculas. So I asked him, if you are a free thinker, you don't believe in God and Allah, then why would you think there are ghosts in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, god and ghost must co-exist, so if you don't believe in one, what makes you believe in another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so curious, and also wondered if he is afraid of the chinese kind of ghost or the ang moh ones? Or is it the potianaks? I found out he is afraid of everything. So I concluded that there is another definition for the Free-Thinkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are too free to think, and so they think too much, thus believed in EVERYTHING. So there are like 2 kinds of free-thinkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Free-Thinkers Type &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NSC&lt;/span&gt; (No-Such-Crap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not think about religions or ghost or past lives or whatever superstitious saying. They believe in science and explanations behind every weird thing that the others say are happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; belongs to the other &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free Thinkers, Type &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt; (Full-of-Crap)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He believes in everything and anything. Therefore he cannot categorize himself anywhere, so he termed himself a "Free-Thinker". Today I give him a specific group, FOC group. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*LOL*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Ivan's Present for Wendy ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05726.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good hor, even strangers bought present for Wendy. It is worth sharing a table with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan had to go to his company's party after the dinner, so he gave his present to Wendy first. It is a journal, for her to jot down her thoughts, to record her growth, so she can laugh at herself when is a granny. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Finally the Appearance of Mama Martian ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05728.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are already at Boat Quay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Playing Bluff with Dice :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05731.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: The Girls ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05733.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05737.jpg" width="290" eight="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Heineken! I finished the whole bottle on my own can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: The Secret :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05734.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the secret? Uncle is definitely not interested in taking photo with Wendy. Don't believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the second shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Once More ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05735.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!!! I told you all so! Uncle totally don't wanna entertain our birthday girl that night loh! And poor Ray had to smile 3 times before Uncle finally wants to give some face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Third Shot! ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05736.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: I like this picture! ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05743.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise if I drink at a very very slow pace, my face won't turn very red. I know I confirm turn red with red wine! And I don't like red wine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::: With Wendy Again :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05744.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Karyn and SuZ Finally Arrived! ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05748.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am too happy with my Heineken, I start posing with it! Anyway, Suz and Karyn finally arrive, half-drunk! Karyn enjoyed her dinner so much, she drank too much wine. She still can drink a bottle of Heineken with us, impressive, ain't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: O'Presents!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05749.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05750.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05752.jpg" width="290" eight="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Girlie :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05754.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05760.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: 3 click Shots :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05756.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05757.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05758.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: To Birthday!!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05759.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::: Uncle's Gift to Wendy...... :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05762.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05765.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With very familiar wrapping paper. I wonder if we will see it for the next 3 years???!!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Further Wrapped in (Toilet Visits) Newspaper ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05766.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Finally! ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05767.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05768.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Erm... somehow I cannot remember what that was. Was it Anna Sui blotters or something? I think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Lychee Martini Cake - Pine Garden ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05772.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05773.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: I hope her Wishes Will Come True ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05774.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This cake is highly recommended on forums from Pine Garden. The cake smells really good! The moment the cake is out of the box, you can smell the sweet lychees 2 tables away! Yummy cake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Scary Picture ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05775.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think Zynn must learn to be camera ready at all times. Stop all the weird acts and expressions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Much Better :::: Wendy / Zynn / SuZ ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05777.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Group Photo! :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05779.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Karyn and SuZ's Present for Wendy ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05783.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05784.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Anna Sui &amp;amp; Earrings ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05785.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05786.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Zynn's Time With Wendy ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05787.jpg" width="220" eight="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05789.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Ray &amp;amp; Mine Present for Wendy ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05790.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: A Dress From Forntieer that I like Alot too! ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05791.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05792.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Sheena's Turn! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05793.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05795.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pyjamas from La Senza! Ever since we started the "Individual Present" thingy, we have more variety of presents and people are putting in more effort to buy the presents. No more seeing the present at the same time with the birthday star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't it more interesting? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sheena bought her polaraid camera that day and we all had fun taking lotsa pictures! I so want to buy one for myself too! But I know I can't do that now, coz I am suppose to save more money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, maybe I can wish for a Xmas present? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have decided to send this picture to help Zinc know more guy friends. Isn't this photo the cutest? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::: Would You Be her Friend? (Girl On the Right) ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/DSC05806.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder if she will truly become "Tweety" with the help of this photo?&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/19689749-2500935195516467138?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2500935195516467138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=2500935195516467138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2500935195516467138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2500935195516467138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/08/wendys-birthday.html' title='Wendy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s286/wendelicious83/26tH%20bDae%20ceLebratioN%20wiF%20buDDieS%201sT%20auGust%202009/th_DSC05718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-7157738025849962387</id><published>2009-08-11T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:59:10.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Came &amp; Gone</title><content type='html'>Long weekend came and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my handphone and keyed in National Day next year.&lt;br /&gt;It will be on a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;That means Friday is half day due to celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will be resting on Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I don't feel so sad anymore. Counting down 363 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-7157738025849962387?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7157738025849962387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=7157738025849962387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/7157738025849962387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/7157738025849962387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/08/came-gone.html' title='Came &amp; Gone'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8193372884989173775</id><published>2009-08-05T14:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:38:50.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitiful August Day</title><content type='html'>I lost the third EZ-link card in my life!! I don't know how this time. The last time I was holding it, was when I reach the bus stop at my workplace. I was at the bus stop waiting for the bus to go home yesterday when I couldn't find my card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I left it in the office." I thought hopefully. My card was a Giro-linked card, but because I thought I may not have lost it afterall, I decided not to terminate the Giro first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to my "dong gong" to dig for coins this morning. How long it has been since I had a tiny, white with pink prints bus ticket in my purse. Furthermore, the whole bus waited for me while I fish for my coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get it out earlier as the bus got to the stop before I did. I chased for the bus, got on, and started to dig my purse. Embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I search my cupboard and desk and I found NOTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have officially lost my EZ-link card (once again). I surfed the internet for Singapore Transit at 8am. Then I called Transitlink at 8.03am to report loss and also to terminate my Giro. I wonder if I should save the number since it is happening again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was over in a 5 minutes phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me feel even the worse is that I lost the Fluff EZ-link holder Xue gave me for Xmas together with my EZ-link!!!! I like that holder alot loh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pathetic me now, sits at my desk, grumbling about losing the EZ-link, with $2 in my wallet. I didn't go for lunch as I didn't have enough money and no company as all my colleagues have meetings today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go ATM later, and then go to the MRT station to buy my new EZ-link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry, pitiful and mourning for my losses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-8193372884989173775?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8193372884989173775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8193372884989173775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8193372884989173775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8193372884989173775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Pitiful August Day'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6565189366978904603</id><published>2009-08-04T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:41:42.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>I am so so so so sleepy I am amazed at how I can still make myself stay and mark 1 pile of work. Incredible power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home now. But I know I will not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I wash my hair, I can't sleep. When my hair is dry, there will be numerous TV serials which I wanna catch. So in the end, the earliest I will get in bed is 10pm. Which leaves me about 7 and a half hours of sleep, which will not be enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP NOT ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do with this topic, but I wonder why the last thing on my mind before I go to bed everynight is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to have ??? for breakfast tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always decide my breakfast for the next day before I fall asleep. Normally, I change my mind the next day though. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*hahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Siaoz right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Motivation:&lt;/span&gt; LONG LONG WEEKEND THIS WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I will end at 10am! WOOHOO!!! 10am loh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back at work on Tuesday, which is why I am sleepy BUT happy.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; *muahahahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6565189366978904603?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6565189366978904603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6565189366978904603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6565189366978904603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6565189366978904603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4039677628142687344</id><published>2009-08-03T08:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:46:58.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Hated Syndroms</title><content type='html'>It is never comfortable to be sick. Worse to be sick on a weekend or holiday period. These are top 5 hated syndroms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Five: Headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is annoying to work with a headache. But my headache usually is bearable. It never exceeds more than 2 days and usually goes away when I take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I am not the ones who are frequently down with migraine. I cannot imagine what kind of pain that is. But I have heard, the kind of pain is like wanting to crack your head against the wall. Frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Four: Body Aches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the worst bodyache I had when I was taking my O levels History paper. I really want to die. No matter how I sit or lie down, I feel sore! It is like I went for a 10km run the day before without proper warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Three: Runny/Blocked Nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when my nose is all red and peeling. I will use alot alot alot of tissues to try and "dry" the inside of my nose, suck in air with my nostril, depending on which is blocked, and with ALL MY MIGHT, just trying to channel an opened pathway for the air to come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two: Nauseous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the syndroms I cannot stand. The feeling of wanting to vomit. I know that one feels better after puking, but the thing is I hate vomitting! I don't like the feeling and the smell, it is digusting. If I can, I will never make myself vomit. I rather I feel nauseous, which is probably worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely asked for pills to fight nausea if I can. Eating sour stuffs doesn't really help me when I am sick. I don't know why, and it makes my tummy feels kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST: Stomachache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly hate this the most. One of the reason is because I kenna this the most as well. I don't know if my stomach is weak or whatever, but I kind of always get this pain quite often. It is like there is a typhoon in my stomach, sucking up all the nonsense and then keep banging into the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so often happens when I am about to feast, or after a feast. ARGH! This makes it all the more annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years earlier, I realise I have this another kind of pain which attacks the lower abdominal area. I was told that it was the womb, and after that diagnose as "Ovulation Pain". I don't what the heck that is, but it is super painful!!! Worse than cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes all the way to the anal area and then starts giving me backaches as well. It doesn't go away unless I take pain killers. I always felt I have kind of a high tolerance for pain, but this stomachache is really unbearable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these woman pains are really tormenting. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am having flu like syndroms. I don't know why, but I started feeling unwell on Saturday night. I hope I don't get a full blast flu because long weekend's coming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Recent update on wedding / house moving preparation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Food tasting on 18th August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Move house ritual/ceremoney 20th Sept. Supposed to stay overnight that day. Ray's mom wants to play overnight MJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Fridge is coming today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Today's the second round of mini reno for master bedroom and study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Third round of cleaning this weekend, and will be moving some of my books and stuffs over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reminder to jiemei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to settle the dress before the next meeting, which should be around end of Sept!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4039677628142687344?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4039677628142687344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4039677628142687344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4039677628142687344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4039677628142687344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/08/top-5-hated-syndroms.html' title='Top 5 Hated Syndroms'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3107487491000211774</id><published>2009-07-31T07:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T07:49:29.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>他．．．．．．混来混去？</title><content type='html'>Some day this week......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LaZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"诶！星期六带hairband ok? 我去帮你买。你要什么颜色？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ray（假假很忙着要吃晚餐）:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"不要啦。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LaZ (超积极):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"要啦，好玩吗!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ray (假装很俄):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"不......要......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LaZ (永不言败):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"要不然放hairclip也行！我帮你!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ray (样子像在探望精神科病人, 高声地说):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"如果我戴的话, 我以后要怎样在NO.VE.NA混下去?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想了想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LaZ (眼睛一亮):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"那么到了Boat Quay你才戴?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ray (满口饭, 不屑的样子):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"我没有跟你讲我也是混Boat Quay 的咩?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3107487491000211774?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3107487491000211774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3107487491000211774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3107487491000211774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3107487491000211774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_31.html' title='他．．．．．．混来混去？'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3545881076576005100</id><published>2009-07-30T08:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:22:52.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dream</title><content type='html'>I dreamt I was flying to USA again!! I was going there with my family and Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at the airport, I realise to my horror, I forgot the camera! Shit! I panicked and started looking around like crazy. Then I kept saying I must back home to take it, and Ray told me there is no time. Somehow they got me 2 very lousy and old looking camera and told me to just use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held the camera and started complaining and insisted that I have to go home and take my own camera, which didn't happen because I was on the plane at the next scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my brother and I turned around and asked,"Did you bring my camera?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nodded his head and pass it to me. I don't know why he didn't speak up while I was fretting, but I didn't really care, because I have the camera now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I could fly in peace to USA and have lots and lots of fun....... a shrill loud noise interrupted my dreams. Groggily, I automatically stretched to the same spot and hit on the alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink. Blink blink. Blink blink blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3545881076576005100?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3545881076576005100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3545881076576005100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3545881076576005100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3545881076576005100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-dream.html' title='Sweet Dream'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5087677121998330332</id><published>2009-07-29T08:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:21:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich</title><content type='html'>I went to Ion yesterday with Peifang after our course. It is really pretty big, and there are really alot of boutiques and shops. I only did window shopping. The only reason for this is I am super broke this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have 2 more weeks before I can hear the cash clinking in my account. I wish I am rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done my wardrobe revamp, I am a little afraid Ray might die of heart attack if I go on a shopping spree now. I so wish I will strike 4D this week!!! (If I ever go into the shop to buy, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week went shopping with Xue at Tampines. I bought a belt, a top and a pair of shoes. After these purchases, I realise I need to be careful about where my money goes next. Why am I not rich??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly bought a $48 cotton, small hand-carry bag from Fie Japan. I liked the bag the moment I saw it, and for an instance I was thinking,"What the hell? Just buy then say!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but...... the angel in me was telling me to think twice. I cannot splurge like before. After thinking and thinking and thinking, I put the bag back on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a mental "Why to buy" and "Why don't buy" list in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Why to buy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It is cute.&lt;br /&gt;2) I want to get a small bag.&lt;br /&gt;3) Er... it is very cute!&lt;br /&gt;4) It has an unique design. No zips, but tied.&lt;br /&gt;5) It is black in colour and the prints on it is..........nice. And cute. Nice &amp;amp; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did I just repeat the reasons? Sighz. Oh well, it is reallllllllllllllly cute leh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend $48 on cute. Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Why don't buy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It is $48.&lt;br /&gt;2) It is made with just plain, normal cotton.&lt;br /&gt;3) It is made in China.&lt;br /&gt;4) For this price, I should be able to get something better?&lt;br /&gt;5) If I'm gonna ask around, who will ever guess it cost half a hundred dollar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, the points in my mental "Why don't buy" list seems to stand out. It seems pretty ridiculous to spend so much money on this bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Xue, who made me think about my last point. Who is ever gonna guess this bag costs $48?! It looks like a $29.90 bag actually (maybe $19.90 or $9.90 depending on which gender is guessing), if I don't mention the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so disciplined! But I wish I am rich so that I don't have to be discipline. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*haha* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were the me like 2 years ago? The bag will be sitting in my room liao. I did alot of impulse buying before, and many times I will come to realise too soon that I don't really like the stuffs I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more impulse buying, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; still want wardrobe revamping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-5087677121998330332?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5087677121998330332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5087677121998330332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5087677121998330332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5087677121998330332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/rich.html' title='Rich'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-2187286929992737043</id><published>2009-07-27T07:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:54:46.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied Together</title><content type='html'>The most fulfilling shopping that I have ever ever ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sookee.com.sg/bridal/brilliantrose.htm"&gt;Our WEDDING BAND!&lt;/a&gt; (Link. Click on the 5th icon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I shop for our wedding band, it makes me feel...... light and dreamy~ I look at the band as we both tried it on, (Although it is extremely ill-fitting for Ray. I'm a size 10 and he's a 11!) it makes me feel secure and it is truly amazing. It makes me feel blissful. It makes me feel in love, and very loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like there is really a virtual rewind of our years and years together as I look at him. Coming so far together and we have not left each other's side. Now we have decided we will &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leave each other, and exchanging promise to love one another, I don't know how else to describe this magical feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you take long to decide whether you are going to marry him?" I was asked when the salesgirl heard we were together for 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't." I replied simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she will probably take a long time to decide, if ever her boyfriend of 6 years proposed. Later we had a brief chat as Ray went to the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seeks my opinion and so I offered her mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qn1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Don't you feel sian after like so many years?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point in the relationship, there are bound to be times when I crave for something fresh and exciting to happen. But all in all, these feelings still fades off over time, no matter who you are with. I believe even if my boyfriend is Daniel Wu, after being together for like 9 years, the excitement will still pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it is really a matter of how we can think of interesting things to do. How we can work together to keep the flame alive. It is really in our mind and the effort to want to make things come round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;However, the salesgirl was a little taken aback when she knows we have been together for 9 years. She thought we were a young couple just in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恩恩爱爱。真好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qn2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Won't you feel that there will be someone better coming along?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the grass is really greener on the other pasture. But maybe it is not. The problem is we are never satisfied, and it is hard to be satisfied with what we have. Nobody is perfect, and so how can we ever find someone that can meet 100% of our criteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone better. How much better? In what ways better? If he makes up what I thought has been lacking, he might not possess what I previously had. So just how can I find someone better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Ray is going to be the person for me because of the 9 years we have been dating, he has never failed to accomodate me. He takes very good care of me, and never fails to stand by me. I don't know if I am ever going to find another person who can do what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance in the preparation of our wedding and flat, he takes care of alot of details and does all the research. I only need to pick and choose whatever I like for our wedding and flat. There are times when we have our differences, but we work it out. He tries as much as possible not to let me fret about the financial part. I know he is trying to protect me from all the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I respect him by asking him before I make any decisions. I will work around his budget and never asked for anything too expensive. I think we are managing our situation pretty okay, because we communicate and understand each other's needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are times I wonder, will there really be another person who can do that? And maybe that other person will be more good-looking (like comparable to Aaron Kwok? =P), richer (no need Bill Gates, but maybe at least like Mr Lee Ka-Shing of Hongkong)...... Or maybe very sentimental like those guys in the Taiwan or Korean dramas. The list can go on and on. The longer the list also means that the guy really lacks in alot of areas, or maybe I am asking for too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how much more can one craves? It only goes to show that you are not ready to marry or be committed, or you are not secure with the man you are with. To me, it is not a matter of meeting someone better, it is a matter of how much I love my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qn 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How long did you consider before you decide to marry him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 9 years. Marriage was not on my cards when I got together with him. Things were rather ambiguous and I wasn't ready to make such a big commitment, especially since I was only 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about maybe I will really meet someone even better. If I really did, I might just break off with him, I don't know. But all these years, nobody better came along. I didn't give anyone much chances to be better to me anyway, I have like an imaginary shield that keeps other people out. That's why I feel I am also an extremely faithful person. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*heehee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years pass, as the understanding of each other grew, it became clear what I want. I was a very insecure person, and I have never felt that I can be worthy of such care and love. But he has shown me how valuable I am to him and he makes me feel very secure during our courtship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 9 years, and I have decided I only want to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I do get a little cold-feet like a few days after he proposed. I was abit flustered and scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I'm getting married!" &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; "I'm getting married......" &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; "I'm getting married?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't if this is normal or what, but I was a little afraid that things are not gonna be the same after that. I don't know if marriage will change a man, or change me. I have always been an insecure person and I guess the change in situation brought out that part of me again. Luckily this feeling passes pretty fast, because I have faith in what we have built in the last 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a marvelous feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Obviously I didn't tell the salesgirl so much. I summarize, but I want to blog out what I had thought about. I can reminisce this in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-2187286929992737043?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2187286929992737043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=2187286929992737043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2187286929992737043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2187286929992737043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/tied-together.html' title='Tied Together'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6957640398490889895</id><published>2009-07-20T17:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:27:34.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Cold</title><content type='html'>The heater at home is out of order for (I didn't count how many) days. I have been showering with cold water. It is kind of a challenge coz I need to "brace" myself all the time before I can let myself be drenched. But then, it is kind of shiok too, coz it is like super cooling afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of getting used to it, because I realised the "bracing" period is getting shorter and shorter! I just pray I don't have to do this on a really cold rainy day! Furthermore, I don't bathe in the mornings anymore, because I cannot tahan the coldness and shivering. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I stink lah. I bathe just before I sleep the night before mah. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can have steamy hot shower soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:&lt;br /&gt;你知不知道我的&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;新爱人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;是谁？就是周公的儿子嘛。&lt;br /&gt;他的名字叫&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;周末&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;English name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;他非常&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;，是个非常&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有趣&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;的人。&lt;br /&gt;他让我的生活非常精彩！&lt;br /&gt;但是他昨天和我分手了。&lt;br /&gt;我超........................难过的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;素铭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;说他很快就会回来和我复合。&lt;br /&gt;我想也是。&lt;br /&gt;怎么说，我也是个很可爱的女孩啊！&lt;br /&gt;我就给他&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;四天&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;的时间！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;嘻嘻~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anticipation......&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/19689749-6957640398490889895?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6957640398490889895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6957640398490889895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6957640398490889895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6957640398490889895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-cold.html' title='In the Cold'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3149156697509677174</id><published>2009-07-18T13:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:47:12.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Actress</title><content type='html'>I have always watch on drama serials about people who put on a really nice front, all friendly and smiley, but then the hidden agenda is deadly. The naive me, silly me, and the dumb me always didn't think that someday I will meet this kind of people. Now I know I would, and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For consectively 2 years, she got so lucky. But I don't understand how. She can continue to brag about her "success" in front of me! She must have known that I know. I know she did not achieve what she claim she did, or what people &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mistakenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thought she did. She did not even blush when she accept all the compliments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;俗语说： 睁着眼睛说瞎话，我可是完全体会到了!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;HELLO????&lt;/span&gt; Don't I always hear the need to uphold righteousness? The need to have&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; integrity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in us? Obviously these people are only good at pretending to have morals in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not surprise that people don't do what they preach, but I am taken aback because of how she presented herself, and how she acted otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it tiring to live, hiding behind a mask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident have totally changed my opinion of her. I don't know so many people are already wary and I stupidly think I am being mean to a humble girl. I nearly thought nobody is going to believe me if I ever stand up against her. But now I know that this is not the case, and I am glad I am not the only one on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, I know I have my witnesses and I know I have people who can back me up. I have people who believed in me and that is enough for me. At least I earned my respect, I earned true friendship and I earned sincere support and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously it is not anything big or serious. It doesn't even affect my career or how people see me. But I am very disturbed by her behaviour. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am disturbed about the way she can show no trace of guilt when she is being rewarded for something that she did not even deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This goes to show alot about her, ain't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It showed what kind of a person she is and warned me to be wary. It happened not once, but twice and I don't believe she knows nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom dislike anybody. But if I do, it sure is difficult to change that and I can be quite obvious about it. (Like if you don't see me smiling at you. I do not say "hi" or "bye" to you = I don't like you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case I have decided I dislike her. She gives me the creeps and I feel disgusted thinking about how she can act so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fake&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Plastic&lt;/strong&gt;. Now that I know the true meaning. She is not even plastic, but a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fake Plastic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how lucky a person get through all the pretence and acting. I hope it is not going to be a long long time......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3149156697509677174?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3149156697509677174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3149156697509677174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3149156697509677174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3149156697509677174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-actress.html' title='Good Actress'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8498379070169586794</id><published>2009-07-17T07:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:52:59.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Why I Love Her - The 才女</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SuZ is awesome and so smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can basically read my mind!! How can she always know what I am trying to say? She really can read between my lines and she got no problem knowing, not even guessing, but knowing who I am talking about and what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If birds of the same feather flock together, we would be almost identical twins! I am sure our feathers are of "MahJong" design. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hehz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows my joke, and appreciate my humour. We are on the same frequency, and that's why gossip aka HTHT sessions with her is the most enjoyable and the juciest I can get. She sees my point (most of the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need counselling, she will always make me feel better at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy almost the same things, maybe except chilli. What else could be better to find in a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢影射，而她却非常了解。&lt;br /&gt;她不愧是我这十三年来的知心朋友！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I love her - The 才女&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*拥抱*&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/19689749-8498379070169586794?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8498379070169586794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8498379070169586794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8498379070169586794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8498379070169586794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-why-i-love-her.html' title='That&apos;s Why I Love Her - The 才女'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1174900809907520547</id><published>2009-07-15T07:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:17:23.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>109 Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 years and a month.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That is about 3315 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Which is about 79560 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Equals to approximately 4773600mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Probably amount to 286416000 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how long we have come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is, I don't feel that we have been together that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there isn't anymore anxiety when we have a date, but I still very much look forward to going out with him. There isn't any accelerated heartbeat either. But I still like to feel the warmth when he takes my hand. There isn't any need to guess if he likes what I am doing. And I love him for loving me the way I am. There isn't any need to hide my unglam version of dressing. But I do still pick on his dress sense, and I love him for letting me do that. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haa!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, it doesn't matter the length of time, but the feeling we hold for each other when we are together, since we depend so much on each other in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just by loving each other is not enough. If he couldn't take my tantrums no matter how much he loves me, we won't be together anymore. If I can't accept his "always obey the rules" principal in life, I would have eject him out of my life, coz of how uninteresting it is to have to walk by the line and never cross it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Boredom and Uninteresting Partner ranks number 2 in the "Break-Up" chart (by clazzicdrama). Rank first is "Infidelity".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance is always easier said than done. Because what is only being "said" is always the superficial, and people can never look deeper into the meaning behind what was said, until.................... it really happens, or when you experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean humans are always pretty shallow... Don't you always hear,"If only I had known......" Most of the time we know, but we choose not to stop or not commit (the so called mistake) in the first place. That is because we believed we are able to get over it, get around it, or ignore the consequences. It might be true, for the start, when we have all the energy to fight what's coming, but what happens after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we find we cannot handle it anymore? When we realise what was promised before can't be fulfiled? What else is left? Truly, if only we had known......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Can you accept me if I get into an accident and become disfigured?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Would you give me up if I had ultra low self-esteem and throws tantrums?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "You sure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Coz I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "But you are loving me now, coz I am pretty and I don't have low-self-esteem and I don't cry for no reason!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "............. I...... will stay by your side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the times comes and things really happen, can you blame the boyfriend for leaving you, after 6 months of crying and trying? Can you blame him for being tired? Can you blame for not trying harder? Can you blame him for abandoning you? Can you blame him for wanting to be selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked Ray the same question. He gave me whatever girls would like to hear. But I know if it truly happens, he might not be able to follow through his promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress, tantrums, tears, emotions, threats, unlimited patience, care and effort...... is what he needs endure, to give in and to put in, IF ever there is such a time. True, he might still love me, but I think it will not be enough to keep him by my side anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will I blame him? Knowing myself, probably yes. I will. But nobody can says he is wrong to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still if someday, my crow mouth curse came true or whatever, and he really really leaves me, please know that deep inside, I am not blaming anyone. I am just being superficial and insecure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHOI CHOI TOUCH WOOD! *slap mouth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy to have found him. He is really "tailored-made" for me I think. He is the opposite of whatever I am and he completes me in a way. Complete opposites brings on frictions and arguments, but he always manage to find a way....... (well, most of the time, I get my way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sheepish grin + paiseh blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear, for your patience and abundant love you showered upon me.&lt;br /&gt;For believing in my beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;For taking in my painful and hurting soul when I am at my downs.&lt;br /&gt;For having the strength to lift me up mentally (&amp;amp; physically@ the photoshoot).&lt;br /&gt;For loving what I love. (e.g kway chap &amp;amp; my family) I think you had the most kway chap in your life after you are with me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, for fulfiling (MOST of your) promises. Like how you got me the durian which you promised months ago. Although it is "sweet &amp;amp; sour" and tastes awful, I forgive you. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 109 Monthsary!!&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/19689749-1174900809907520547?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1174900809907520547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1174900809907520547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1174900809907520547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1174900809907520547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/109-monthsary.html' title='109 Monthsary'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-620636804650716447</id><published>2009-07-14T10:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:38:02.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futurely Yours</title><content type='html'>People always say we don't know what the future holds. But I can vividly picture my future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing in the kitchen with woks and pans.&lt;br /&gt;Whisking the egg white to bake the perfect pie.&lt;br /&gt;Hot milo, book in hand, stuffed in the big bean bag.&lt;br /&gt;Head on his lap, movie playing, lazing till we grow old &amp;amp; fat.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic evening with candlelight flickering,&lt;br /&gt;I made up the awesome fusion dinning.&lt;br /&gt;Work piling up in the study room,&lt;br /&gt;and I still am holding the broom.&lt;br /&gt;Scrubbing, polishing, washing, mopping......&lt;br /&gt;makes up a new wife's sunday itinerary!&lt;br /&gt;But hey, there's a bonus recreation,&lt;br /&gt;Mahjonging without serious tension!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LAUGHS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the flat's renovation is almost ready, I can picture our little world. What we will be doing in the future all the time. I so love the feeling! It's going to feel like we are not under controlled, but we control our lives and we can have all the fun, the nonsense and the interesting gatherings we want. This is simply amazing~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or we will be in our own world, where only the 2 of us matters. We will live like there is no others and create all the romance we want...... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, things in my mind always more romantic than what truly happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House renovation is done, but we are adding on more details to our lovely master bedroom. And...... most probably we might get the study room ledge covered too. I heard from experienced people that if we don't lay it with wood and laminate, the paint is gonna get dirty soon, and it is difficult to remove the ugly stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Suz and Xue who helped me out last Saturday to clean the house. I really appreciate it! After cleaning and mopping, the house is now in a more liveable state. It just need the touch of the furnitures and decorations, and it will be pretty and cosy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the TV and mattress coming in! This Saturday, we will be shopping for sofa and dinning table. End of this month, heading to Gain City sale at Expo to get washing machine and fridge! After which, the house should be pretty furnished liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, still there must be pictures! Although empty and all, but can admire the beautiful design of our ID, which we paid so much for! Overall, I guess I am pretty satisfied with the result. It pretty much appeared as it had on the 3D drawings, not 100%, but maybe a 93%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Living Area :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08386.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08389.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: From the Main Door ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08395.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: Stop Calling me a Sofa. ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::I worked for the Dinning Area! ::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08407.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone mistaken this as my sofa. This settee meant for the dinning area faces the corridor to the bedrooms. How can it be the sofa? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Corridor Leading to the Rooms :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08401.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the ceiling light here! I picked it myself. I like the light rays splattered on the walls and ceiling when it is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see Ray here, and part of our ID. They are discussing about all the details so that the ID can do the "official" handover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Small Featured Wall Outside Kitchen ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08388.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place will hold my key basket, my photoframes and some little cute decor displays. It will be completed after we buy 2 paintings and hang them diagonally opposite each other, seperated by the small "ledges".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: My Own Kitchen! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08391.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08394.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to get whiteboard markers so that I can scribble the recipe on the glass backing when I bake or cook. This way, I don't have to make space for the recipe book and I have all the hands I need to whisk and beat and fry and saute whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Study Room ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08396.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08397.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the specially designed white and red bookshelf. I think the study room will be very very bright...... till we installed the blinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can picture me marking diligently and Ray surfing the internet and reading crappy forums. I will get mad and jealous and starts irritating him by tickling him or snatching his mouse away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I will force him to help me mark MCQ while I take a break and play computer games on my laptop. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wOOhOO!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The Clavinova will be placed right opposite the study table. I will be picking up and learning to play music once again! Then I can play soothing melody to accompany Ray through his work, if he is working, OR I can irritate the hell out of him when he is working, by making nonsensical noise while he work. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess his guitar and whatever should be in here too. We might just form a band too...... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Common Bathroom ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08399.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, but I like the mirror, and the shower glass enclosure! We paid alot for the accessories found in this toilet loh! Everything is expensive and chio. Reason being, many people will be using and they will be admiring this toilet more than the bedroom one mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then this toilet the sink not nice, coz we didn't change it. The taps and toilet bowls are all default ones as too. Well, along the way, once we feel richer, we might just revamp the whole toilet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the place I brush my, I brush my teeth, I brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;This is the place I brush my teeth, early in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;This is the place he wash his hair, he wash his hair, he wash his hair.&lt;br /&gt;This is the place he wash his hair, early in the morning!"&lt;br /&gt;and the song goes on and on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Master Bedroom Toilet ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08405.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08403.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the vanity top and I like the laminate used for the cupboard. Nice! The basin and tap is not cheap, but 是美的咯! The tap got name, it is call a Bamboo Tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I will put all my facial products, body lotions, makeup and etc. This is not gonna be a bathing area though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Master Bedroom Wardrobe ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08402.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08410.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends commented that it looks huge. I guess it is because of the colour. The door is also thicker, thus it appears to look more glam, and has a 'magnificent' feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::::::::: Our Platform Bed :::::::::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/After%20Reno/DSC08411.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge platform which will hold my bed in the future! A featured wall will be done up in this room too, so that we can hang up the TV! I will make sure I have got a SCV box in here too, coz I can foresee how much I will love to stay in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hanging ball costs us about $250. I chose this light because it is nice, suits the room and gave out comfortable orange light. It is not going to be very helpful for reading though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I am gonna get 2 big bean bags for the master bedroom! I am gonna place it at the empty space beside the platform. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*comfy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have the urge to fill the kitchen cabinets with breakfast cereals, bread, maggie mee, spaghetti, pasta sauce and campbell soups! I think I am crazy. Nobody's even living there yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have the fridge, I think I can't wait to stock it up too loh. Are all new wives as crazy as me? Like wanting soooooooooo much to stock up a kitchen? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my kitchen is small, but I really think I will like cooking in there. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*mmm*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xue and Suz have gotten the new MJ we are gonna play in my new home! It is a pretty black gold colour. Table and chairs coming in soon, and even more soon, we will be MJ-ing here! No more having to stay in squeezy place to MJ, no more Tension glares...... only whether you have the luck or not~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爽!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to look forward to, which makes my life the more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-620636804650716447?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/620636804650716447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=620636804650716447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/620636804650716447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/620636804650716447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/futurely-yours.html' title='Futurely Yours'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-2749675976221418004</id><published>2009-07-10T08:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:33:30.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福</title><content type='html'>昨天晚上，我虽然觉得疲倦，但是我煮了韩式快熟面给他吃。我还为他，特地煎了两片午餐肉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;洗洗切切......正在煮的时候，真的有“我可以嫁人了！”那种奇妙的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然不是什么丰盛美食，但是却能让他会心一笑，好像也有点感动了吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长大.......恋爱......承诺......到厮守......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来幸福就是如此......&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢这样简简单单。&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢这样舒服的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;没有强迫，没有压力，没有权利。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后......我们也能这样吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可是非常期待哦！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-2749675976221418004?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2749675976221418004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=2749675976221418004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2749675976221418004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/2749675976221418004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_10.html' title='幸福'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6387263244869714321</id><published>2009-07-09T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:11:54.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suave</title><content type='html'>One of the contract staff just threw in her resignation letter and disappeared from the office 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to work anymore!" and she wrote her resignation letter and stalked out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;潇洒咯!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a contract staff, she did not even need to serve any notice. I don't know what pulled the trigger, but it seems she is never gonna come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always joked about leaving school, so no one thought she was serious. But THIS TIME...... she really really mean it loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I ever will be able to quit a job as suave-ly as she need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6387263244869714321?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6387263244869714321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6387263244869714321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6387263244869714321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6387263244869714321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/suave.html' title='Suave'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1840558211365578620</id><published>2009-07-03T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:06:25.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>完美的周末</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;完美的周末=KTV + 麻将 + 朋友的陪伴!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我期待这个周末!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我徘徊在要批改作业，还是早点回家，让周末早点来临？&lt;br /&gt;回家感觉上像在逃避现实。作业怎样都是要改的，迟早要面对的，其中要面对的工作之一。何不现在解决了，下个星期也就轻松一点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然忙碌，但是我好像能够慢慢地找到享受这份工作的乐趣了。我希望这样的感觉可以持久些......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近真的缺乏睡眠。我的眼圈真是让我感到非常自卑。我想多少的facial都不补回来了!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁有什么秘诀? 赶快传授两招吧!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-1840558211365578620?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1840558211365578620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1840558211365578620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1840558211365578620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1840558211365578620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='完美的周末'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6772373889459965734</id><published>2009-06-28T14:20:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:22:05.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are the pictures?</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 weeks and I am still waiting for Di Gio to call me!!! Anxious about going down to choose our pictures leh. Hopefully they will be asking us to go down the coming weekend. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*mmm~~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I bought my new card reader already, together with my new earphones! It is quite expensive as I bought them in Challenger. But then when you are desperate......you are desperate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can continue to upload pictures~~ and have music when I take the bus to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lesson learnt when my earphone was out this period: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Having music when taking public transport is very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some entertainment onboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not have to listen to some childish nonsense sprouted on bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can learn some new songs to chiong during KTV sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I still have my PSP, or else I will be so bored when I take public transport~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to put up too many pictures here, so as not to spoil the suspense. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*heh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But it should be pretty harmless to view some make-up photos...... Coz I am tempted to put up some pictures for preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I say I think I don't look that different coz the make-up done on me was quite natural. So I don't look like I wanna go wayang or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there are not alot of pictures taken. I was stuck doing the make-up and hair for almost 2 hours and Ray sat there to play with the PSP. When I told him to take picture, he will obediently stop the game, take &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; picture then continue to play. Totally not interested to take down this very memorable, once-in-a-lifetime day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't requested for him to take pictures, we might only have 3-4 pictures saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Make-Up ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08330.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy and my eyes is dry. I am holding onto Ray's handphone struggling to send Ivan a "Happy Birthday" message while doing my eye makeup. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I took 3o mins to send out the message loh. The longest time I took to type out a SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Make-Up Done :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08332.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment I thought my hair was done too. I was abit worried why the hair look so ugly. Then I realise later that this is just to set the hair. It is not supposed to look like this. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am abit dumb here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was Ray's turn to style is hair and apply some powder on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Styling moi Hair :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08333.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson used hair extensions on me. I asked, and he told me the hair is real hair, and "donated" by a young girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite please with this styling. Later on I put on tiara and everything and I love it! This gown is my actual day gown and it takes quite some time to put it on. It is tied behind, (like shoe lace) and so I will need alot of help on the actual day to wear this gown, and later take off this gown......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I like about Alson's styling, he make it seem like I have alot of hair! In actual fact I am so worried I am going bald soon loh. It is possible to look like you have alot of hair by placing them in the right place and combing them all in the right method. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my gowns, my evening gown especially, makes me hard to breathe. I think I cannot eat that day. Later if my zip explode or something...... 丢脸死了!! My dieting project must continue and must succeed loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Ray all Formal ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08344.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never seen him so vain right? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08337.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mom says he looks better in the black tuxedo coz she found him skinnier in the white suit. I personally like him more in the white suit though. Acutal day suit can be decided again, so I shall decide upon looking at the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Make-Up for the Evening Gown Take :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08340.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evening gown doesn't fit properly so I had to change into the PJs while I wait for the seamstress to alter it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the make-up that I found too mature. I hope it turns out good. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evening gown is the mermaid design. I am abit worried about walking around in it. I hope I don't fall. Apart from zip bursting, that will be my second worst nightmare. Erm... on second thoughts, actually both also &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;first class nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; leh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see I am tired from all the make-up pictures loh. YAWNZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Outdoor Gown :::: Princessie ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Photoshoot%20150609/DSC08351.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second outdoor gown. There is a very big can-can underneath, but I still manage to go toilet in it leh! 厉害吧!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the ribbon on my hair. It has the fairy tale feel, like I can imagine I am Cinderella, going to the ball to meet my prince. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*blush blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing inside Di Gio to hide from the heat. Ray and Whye (the photographer) were getting ready and packing things for the shoot. I just have to protect my make-up and do nothing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hoho*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look good as their Bridal Mannequin? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...... although it is abit sad to know that school is starting, work is starting...... I just have to cheong through these half a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten my new notebook on Friday, Lenova brand, and it is like 50times faster compared to my past notebook! Now I have no complains and can work in peace and with efficiency. I have not finished playing with my notebook and well, I am looking forward to working with it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My notebook is gonna be condemned and I presume it will be "put to rest", and I am so happy for it. Finally can retire liao. It is way better than getting cursed by me all the time mah. Just a week before I change laptop, it started to delete whatever I typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I type, the laptop automatically delete. Somemore not delete a word or 2 k, it deleted the whole document. Luckily I saved my work already. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before the end of my shortlived holiday, I went to watch Transformer 2 with Ray last night. It wasn't too bad, got alot of actions, but then I think we are too close to the screen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is abit hard to see who is fighting who and I have to shift my eyes alot from the left to right and back. But I think Meagan Fox is really very hot. Abit too hot for Shia LaBeouf who looks kind of nerdy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*heh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I have long wanted to go and visit ACM, coz they have "康熙盛事" in their gallery. Then keep putting it off, and then days before, saw on TV advertisement that the entry is free on Fri and Saturday night, and the opening hours extended to 12am. I was thinking can save money already loh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Furthermore it is ending soon, so I have to catch it then or else I will miss it already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: ACM :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/ACM%20Kang%20Xi%20270609/DSC08353.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really didn't guess that KangXi will have so many fans leh. Or then again, maybe because it is free. It has been so long since I have queued so long for anything...................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to get a cheap deal and then I saw this last night.......................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: ACM's Unbelievable Crowd ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/ACM%20Kang%20Xi%20270609/DSC08355.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is only like 30% of the real crowd. The line is so long, there are staff holding signages that read: Dear guests, please be informed that it might take you 2 hours to reach the Kang Xi gallery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-____-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ray and I joined the Q and we really queued for almost 90minutes. And inside, it is so crowded that it is kind of hard to read everything and see everything properly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we are finally inside the building, still have to Q and Q and I see no entrance. When I reach the second floor (finally), I saw another signage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::::: Have to wait somemore :::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/ACM%20Kang%20Xi%20270609/DSC08363.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all the waiting, till my legs also felt sore already, we finally reach the gallery and get to see KANG XI's history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Kang Xi is YongZheng's father, and YongZheng is QianLong's father. I am more familiar with QianLong coz I watch 还珠格格...... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*heehee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like reading all the historical parts, like the conquering of other states, how Kang Xi work and also about he and his empresses. I admire all the potraits done as well, coz it is beautifully drawn. But I guess people of the pass all have super small eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see all their faces, especially the women, they look alike, like twins kind of alike. Then all men and women have small eyes and long, nicely drawn eyebrows. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Kang Xi looks more handsome when he is old. The potrait of him drawn when he is young, doesn't make him appear to be as brave and intelligent and active as described. But when he grows old and has beard, he appears to look wiser and more energetic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People in the past have very good handwriting leh! I mean not as in the past in Kang Xi's time, coz some of the work are replica of the original. Their writing are so neat and consistent, it looks kind of like computer typed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;端正，有力的字。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got home at like 4am last night and only slept at 5plus. Tonight got another event, coz it is my mom's birthday today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are going to Kbox for buffet dinner cum KTV. If go KTV only, my father sure won't go. If go buffet only like so expensive and boring. So I planned KTV, which my mom likes, and also buffet which my father likes. 1 stone kills 2 birds! So good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch check now. 1556hrs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leaving home in 74mins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work starting in 19hrs and 44mins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gambade!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6772373889459965734?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6772373889459965734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6772373889459965734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6772373889459965734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6772373889459965734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-are-pictures.html' title='Where are the pictures?'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/ACM%20Kang%20Xi%20270609/th_DSC08353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4212506299897953482</id><published>2009-06-25T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:50:16.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyance</title><content type='html'>The house renovation is almost done now. However, there are certain things I am not so happy with. Like the wall lamp that doesn't stay affixed. My shoe cabinet is very low and small. The full length mirror in my bedroom not as splendid as I thought it will be. The wardrobe in the master bedroom is not that pretty as the thick tread can be seen quite clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*SigHz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am most pleased with the kitchen. Least complain in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then still most of the things turned out pretty okay. The appearance of most of the stuffs are identical to the 3D drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some really nice furnitures to touch things up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting and the next term will be super busy. I hope I can survive this "war"!! I don't how to juggle school curriculum with so many sub-activities. Seriously, can children so young really absorb so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hmmm*&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/19689749-4212506299897953482?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4212506299897953482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4212506299897953482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4212506299897953482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4212506299897953482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoyance.html' title='Annoyance'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-6489147597340340323</id><published>2009-06-16T13:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:19:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy. Although life is getting more and more busy, I am enjoying it!! My house renovation is about calculating today 50% done. After installations of lightings, accessories and touching up, it will be more or less ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am not looking forward to the cleaning and wiping part, but it is inadvertable!!&lt;br /&gt;所以只好认命吧!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we had our photoshoot done yesterday. I can only hope that my face don't look too fat in the pictures. I have serious water retention problem these few days loh. I didn't sleep well the night before, I can only hope that my tiredness is not too obvious in the pictures too.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I took a few pictures while doing the make-up and after the make up and styling, but I still have not go get my new card reader. So I am not able to load up pictures. Urm...... and on the other hand, I have decided not to post up my wedding dress picture yet. Coz I don't want to reveal everything before my BIG day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I also did not post up 3D drawings of our new home. Coz I want prefer to have people seeing the real thing and I shan't destroy the suspense! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I can afford some sneak previews. In total I chose 5 outfits. 1 actual day gown, 1 evening gown (which I kept saying nightgown, the one we were to sleep???), 1 kua and 2 outdoor gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the photoshoot, I spent money again getting prepared. I bought my wedding shoes for $86.90 at Jurong Point Charm. It is very special, and I like the design alot. It is not very high, about 3 inches only and I think it is very comfortable. And alot of people at Di Gio who saw my shoes sing praises of it loh! So I think my money is well-spent!! The shoes goes really well with my gown as well!! Even my photographer says he will take my shoes since my shoes is so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha~~ happy de leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray spent $53 on his black shiny shoes which he bought at D&amp;amp;C. I was quite mad at him when he actually attempted not to buy any shoes for the wedding. He wanted to wear his old pair of working shoes which is not maintained at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent another $42 on manicure and express pedicure, and $30 to get balloons from Holland V for the photoshoot. Rayson bought his guitar and I borrowed a mike from my mother. All of these props are meant to be used during the photoshoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am quite pissed while I was at the manicure. This newbie there really loh. Initially I only made appointment for manicure, coz I thought won't be taking my feet. But on second thoughts, I thought my feet abit gross liao, so I thought might as well do it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went in and asked newbie, coz she seems to be the only available person in the shop. My appointment was at 2pm and I got there around 1.15pm to see if I am lucky enough to get a slot squeezed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if I can add on a pedicure. You know what she asked me?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm, you mean you do a pedicure ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought she meant to ask of I want to do a pedicure, so I nod my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me of course I could, and then I asked her if I could do it now. AND HER REPLY IS VERY 欠扁!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You want to&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pedicure &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, of course no problem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Would I come and ask you if I can do a pedicure on my own? You are my mother or what?! I was very sure my question to her was, if I can add on a pedicure on top of my manicure. So what is her problem leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Newbie finally got my point and went to check the schedule. She was about to say ok to my request when another staff came over to remind her that she cannot take in more appointment coz there will be 3 more people coming in later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Newbie was like,"Oh, yeah hor......." Then she look at me and say cannot. I asked for express and then they say it was okay. So I went in to do express. Then she ask me what colour I wanted for my toes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I am looking for something light. Probably a light brown?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what Newbie did? She looked at my nails and then say,"You mean for your manicure ah? Can ah."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My OS: Excuse me, aren't you asking about my toes just now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I was talking about my pedicure." I said slowly, emphasizing my words coz I seriously think Newbie is very weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh. Can also." Newbie replied simply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Newbie then directed me to the seat, and she told me, you can sit on the second chair, which look abit untidy. It seems that a customer has left and that seat was not properly cleared up yet. But I was given the directions, so I just follow loh. Then I walked in and was about to sit down when another staff told me to sit on the last chair. I was abit like.... what the.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Newbie followed behind and told me to put my feet on the cushioned bar even before I was seated. I just muttered Okay, and stepped into the basin to balance myself so I can sit. Then she saw me stepping into the basin she quickly pointed to the bar and said,"You put your feet here."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I sat down and wanted to put my bag down when she repeat,"You have to put your feet here."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My OS: What?! Cannot wait meh? If I stepped on the bar to sit down I will fall right? Pissing!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally I put my feet at WHERE SHE WANT ME TO PUT SO MUCH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Newbie started to file my toenails and gave me a colorchart. I told her I want something lightbrown and she started giving me suggestions. She showed me all the dark browns. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I want light brown."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Maybe this?" She pointed to a bright shimmering brown. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I want light creamy brown."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Or you can check this page?" She turn to a page of where I see dark brown, pink and red.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I gave up and then finally just ask her to let me try 2 lightest brown I can see in the chart. Luckily she wasn't the one who painted my nails.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After my express pedi, I was about to start my manicure. The Newbie unfortunately for me, was the one who will help me file my nails again. She sat me down and place a paper towel in front of me. That paper towel was taken from the table next to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her colleague came over and asked her if she took that piece of paper towel she placed on the table. Newbie told her she took it because she thought her colleague was finished with her customer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The colleague says,"Yeah, but still, you should take a new towel! That one is used already!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was like WAH LAU WAH BIANG WHAT THE HELL!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Newbie has a serious problem loh. She tried to suggest color for my nails which I rejected. She has a serious problem understanding people, and understanding what people want. She better don't serve me anymore, coz I buay tahan. She is lucky I am not those customer who will scold her loh. -____- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So pissed with her. But anyway, at least she isn't the one painting my nails. Enough with my nails adventure. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes, because I didn't sleep well, the next day I went down, I was actually very sleepy. We arrived about 10mins before 8am and had to wait for someone to come open the door loh. Coz the place was not yet opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alson was our assigned make-up artist. What I see in his huge make-up case was Bobbi Brown, Shu Uemura and Dior etc. But then the brush his use is like very old already and it is actually kind of pricky when he apply the blusher loh. &lt;/p&gt;Then I hate it when people give me eye make-up. Coz my eyes will be very dry and it feels like my contact lenses are gonna drop out at any second. That morning whenever he ask me to close my eyes, I really have problem opening them afterwards loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when he asked me to look up and down while he highlight my eyes, and put mascara etc....... seriously, I thought my lenses are gonna fall out or worse, cannot be taken out coz it is stuck too stubbornly, coz of the dryness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The make-up he gave me was pretty natural and I have no complains. Except the styling for the evening gown shot, I find myself a little overly matured. Plus the accessories he gave me, made me feel a little like those super rich aunties going to the balls and functions. I asked him about it and he agreed, and decided to take away the dangling, bling bling earrings that is kind of bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first styling was kind of princessy, that goes with my actual gown. Second make-up was done like those once upon a time China girls, with buns and plaits, because it has to go with my kua. Then third styling was mentioned above, for my evening gown shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outdoor look is cute and alittle like fairytale character. Coz there is ribbon used like a hairband on my hair. I think it is very kawaii neh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly the very sexy black outdoor gown. I am so insecure that day loh. Coz the dress doesn't fit very well, so it is very highly possible that I will 走光...... Then I have to keep adjusting my gown strap and make sure I am not revealing what's not to be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somemore I have to walk to a few locations to capture the shots. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we decided on CBD area and then Sentosa, but later on Ray and I decided not to go Sentosa. We decided on Punggol beach and the Lalang Field. In this way, we will have the beach I want, and also come greeneries. 1 stone kill 2 birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think my black gown goes very well with the CBD buildings we posed at. I wonder how the pictures will turn out! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I think I should not post up the pictures I took yet, so that when we look at the wedding photo, there will be more anticipation! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*kekekeke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to go and choose my pictures within 2-3 weeks time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and my photographer is Whye, and he shares the same name as Ray! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is from KL, but he has been in Singapore for 7 years. He has 12 years of experience in this line, as he hasn't changed his occupation since he started out when he was 20 years old. He is 32 this year. I like him, coz he makes people feel very comfortable and very open to suggestions. Then he is very friendly and got that kind of "air" around him. The artistic "air" and he seems to know what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used all our props for the photoshoot leh! I wonder how the "FIR" as he called it, picture will turn out. Ray took a few "stylo" shots, like a rockstar kind. It is abit funny, but I thought maybe the pictures will show a different view. LOL! 好期待哦!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall look forward to seeing his pieces of work loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the final fit last Saturday, SuZ helped to take a few pictures. I am not going to post up everything, coz I have decided to keep the best for the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: My Kua :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Gown%20Fitting%20130609/P13-06-09_1911.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Gown%20Fitting%20130609/P13-06-09_19161.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Gown%20Fitting%20130609/P13-06-09_1918.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Gown%20Fitting%20130609/P13-06-09_1913.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: My Evening Gown Preview ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="480" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Gown%20Fitting%20130609/P13-06-09_19242.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My make-up artist says my evening gown is very nice and goes very well with my skin color. SuZ took this picture but then manage to catch my reflection in the mirror, which somehow shows that I have slim arms. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*muahahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So I cropped out this part as preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::::: Censored till further notice ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Our%20Wedding/Gown%20Fitting%20130609/P13-06-09_1908.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one even SuZ have to agree that it is 性感到到到到~~~~~~~~ Seriously I wonder how the pictures will turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall look forward to when I can go and look at my pictures!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is really a meaningful 9th year anniversary for us! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-6489147597340340323?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6489147597340340323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=6489147597340340323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6489147597340340323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/6489147597340340323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-photoshoot.html' title='Wedding Photoshoot'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1408367702781644959</id><published>2009-06-06T11:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:18:25.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Love Nest</title><content type='html'>Went up to our new flat the other day, to take some pictures before the renovation starts. I thought it will be fun to have before and after pictures to compare. Seeing how the little things made up our future home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, only the air-cons are installed and the ceilings are done. Kitchen bases are also completed. But basically, there is still nothing much to see. By next week, the cabinets and glass doors should be up, first round of paint works done and so there should be much more to see already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:::::::: Our Home :::: All Original ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Main Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08256.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living Room / Dinning Area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08251.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08258.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08257.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08271.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruits in the middle of the room was used during the "Start Work Ceremony" offered to the Earth Deity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Ray,"So did you get the approval from the Earth Deity?"&lt;br /&gt;Ray grinned and replied,"YEAH! The Earth Deity appeared and said 'OK' to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These are the areas where our featured wall, TV console, sofa and dinning table will be. Can't wait to see them all done and up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be another simpler feature done by paint and little shelves up on the wall near the kitchen. It will be where we can put photographs, key basket and some nice ornaments as decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will most probably put some flowers too! Brightens up the room and makes the place more cheerful mahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corridor Leading to the bedrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08255.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Mini) Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08273.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08252.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen is so small.................. that one picture can tell it all. This is the side where we will be placing our sink and our hob &amp;amp; hood. Our oven will also be here. Opposite will be another row of cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Service Yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08254.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bedroom 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing is done. Most probably a guest room. More probably a MJ room! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*LAUGHS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08259.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Study Room (Bedroom 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have a long settee table so that we can sit side by side and work. Besides the table a huge bookshelf where I can keep all my storybooks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piano will also be here and I swear I will pick it up again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08262.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08263.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Master Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we will have our platform bed, a big wardrobe and a HUGE wall mirror! Gonna make this room very cozy!! This is room is probably my only satisfaction in terms of size. Coz I think this master bedroom is considered big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08265.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platform here.  Our smaller Samsung TV will also  be placed on the left side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08266.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08268.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake ceiling will be done up here. There will be cove lightings so that the room will appear warm and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08269.jpg" height="240" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wardrobe area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More unglam areas like the toilets!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08279.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bathing area. Glass shower enclosure will be done up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/DSC08261.jpg" height="290" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the dry toilet. Not bathing here. This toilet is very small, so we did not do any screen door. But we will be doing a vanity top here to make this toilet pretty pretty. I will be placing my make up and my facial and body creams and lotions and serums here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, no need to wash 2 toilets!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my house will be done up latest by first week of July, should there be any delays. Then I will be able to put up more pretty photos! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*whistle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's gown fitting was tiring! I tried on like maybe a dozen of gowns. My wedding gown is of course white, with ruffles and folds on the bottom half area. I like these kind of details, I think they make the gown stand out and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also some beadings and crystals which adds more personality to the gown but not complicating it. It is a heart tube gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My night gown is a of a lilac colour, but it also looks kind of like silver. It makes me look taller and slimmer, so I like!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*wahahahah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my third outfit, I chose Kua. Sandy (my coordinator) says I will look cute in Kua with plaids and pigtails. I did try on tea dress and cheong sum, and definitely not my style! Cheong sum makes me look mature but then the cheong sum not very nice on me leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tea dress is not any better. The first sweet pink bubble dress I wore, makes me look short and round. Then I tried on another halter neck one Xue thought looks cute too. I look like a ballerina. Definitely no-no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose 2 outfits for my outdoor shoot. I shall keep those who hadn't seen them in suspense first. So I just briefly describe abit. The first one makes me look like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;. The second one is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SEXY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided I wanted a New York style for my photoshoot. We will take in the City and it will be black and white. Looks alot like those we find in magazines. The second location will be the more common theme. If you ask me grass, trees or sea? I choose sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be heading to Sentosa beach and hopefully we will be able to catch the sunset! Actually now I am thinking of Mt Faber... there should be nice scenaries too right? Anybody got good ideas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*hmmmmm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened so fast................ that it makes me a little dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be having our second fit on 13th June, next Saturday and then our photo shoot will be next next Monday the 15th!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy wanted to arrange on the 10th and our jaws dropped on the floor can. We thought it was like kinda too fast, and plus we have to our house stuffs to settle on the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like the idea of taking the pictures on the 15th. That is because, it will be our 9th Anniversary of Courtship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th makes the whole day alot more special and I think it is even more meaningful for us to have our photo shoot done on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th June 2000: He held my hand and love blossom.&lt;br /&gt;15th June 2008: He propose to me.&lt;br /&gt;15th June 2009: Wedding photo shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down 5 more months!! OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to have our first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sisters Meeting on 7th July 2009&lt;/span&gt;! (7-11, very easy to remember right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters, could you please "chop" this day on your calender???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week to tone up my body for the photo shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"1-2-1-2-1-2-1-2-1-2......................."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-1408367702781644959?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1408367702781644959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1408367702781644959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1408367702781644959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1408367702781644959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-love-nest.html' title='Our Love Nest'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/My%20New%20Home/th_DSC08256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-968536396449546480</id><published>2009-06-05T10:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:04:26.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gown Fitting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am going for my gown fitting today!!!&lt;/span&gt; But I think I haven't lost much weight and then my "auntie" is like coming and making me feeling kind of bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel fat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't if I am gonna find anything that is going to fit me. Plus it have to be something I like....... very much! I can only cross my fingers and hope!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, Ray and I have been running down to keep watch on the renovation. Nothing much is seen to be done yet, because all the cabinets are not up. But in truth, all measurements have been taken and half should be up by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the false ceiling will be done though. Yesterday was the installation of the air-con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, paint works will be done and finally can see some colors! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My card reader is down and is not able to read my camera's memory card. So I will not be able to post much pictures till I go buy a new one. My ipod's earphones also spoiled. Now only one side is working, and it is so not shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning I wake up to find my face roller in 5 pieces. Coz 4 rollers fell out. I confirmed the culprit is my sister loh. Wah lau eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now I have another thing to add to my shopping bag, but luckily this one is cheap lah. I can get another one from Daiso at $2. But then on second thoughts, she should pay me back for this right? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hmmmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY AM I ALWAYS SO BROKE?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So broke also kenna taxed. I just paid my income tax of $38.45. I know it is like so little compared to other people, but then still......................................................... it makes my bank account shrunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday supposed to go shop for lightings, but our ID fly our aeroplane. He "suddenly remember" he got an appointment, which he says he forgot (for nearly 3 weeks) and now cannot meet us. He was the one who planned the schedule loh, and the schedule was planned like more than 3 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This excuse is super lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call him the Roti Prata man now. Coz I think he likes to "peng" his words, quite alot. Not those very serious kind, but those kind that is enough to make him qualify as a hmmm... quite possibly a politician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*muahahahahahhaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people try to question his words, he use his own words, in a kind of twisted way and shoot back at you. If you look closely, Ray has got a few holes in his face coz he kenna shot all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I have to get ready. Squeezing my fat body into the gown is going to be tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalallalalalalalalalalala~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&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/19689749-968536396449546480?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/968536396449546480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=968536396449546480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/968536396449546480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/968536396449546480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/06/gown-fitting.html' title='Gown Fitting!'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-5568791624935428899</id><published>2009-05-29T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:04:08.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things can come true</title><content type='html'>Talking about striking toto...... some things really will come true. Of course, I am not talking about striking Toto, but something smaller, like 4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday marks the start of our renovation, so Ray went to buy 4D on our house number.&lt;br /&gt;9758 (#09-758) and it came out in starters, and zun zun somemore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought $5 and managed to win $1k which he will use to pay for our microwave oven. Well, although it is not alot, but then still, with the microwave oven paid, our monthly instalment will go down by $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good things will really come true, and I wonder if there is................... more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-5568791624935428899?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/5568791624935428899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=5568791624935428899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5568791624935428899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/5568791624935428899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-things-can-come-true.html' title='Good things can come true'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-1676211455352689915</id><published>2009-05-27T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:50:52.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction in Progress</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of our renovation! It is estimated to be completed by 26th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have settled most of our details and elevation last week. Our colours for all the cupboards and paints are fixed as well. I can't wait to see all the pretty pretty stuffs we chose up and ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, our ID arranged for the laying of the corrugated papers. Today they will start of with installation of the electrical points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our aircons were also bought 2 weeks ago. We decided on Hitachi afterall, although we had wanted to get Mitsubishi in the beginning. Gain City's salesman changed our mind. I am using the Hitachi aircon now at home, and so far I have no complains about it. So I believed it should be trustworthy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday, we should be going down to purchase our TV and Sound Bar, so that in due time our contractors can also mount them up for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our built-in Ariston Oven Microwave for $1099, which is a special price, that our ID managed to get for us. Our Cuizino hob &amp;amp; hood costs us $700. It is very nice, with black tampered glass. The glass has got life time warranty, so we don't have to worry about it cracking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have to get the fridge, storage heater and washing machine for our kitchen and service yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we will have to settle our curtains, go and buy our lights and also shop for toilet stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we still have to buy our sofa, dinning table and ALOT of household appliances and hardwares. I so wish we really strike toto or something, then we will have more money!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really miserable to be fretting about money. Seeing the swift depletion of the bank account is worse. Our years of effort gone, and it might not even be enough to cover for everything. My advice to you guys who wants to get married in the coming recent years. SAVE MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe how much money you need. Especially when wedding comes together with buying of flat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's not dwell on the not so happy part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xue &amp;amp; SuZ, I think you guys can purchase the MJ table and MJ earlier loh. When the renovation is done, I think by late July we can MJ at my new house already!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hohohohohoho*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E-X-C-I-T-I-N-G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-1676211455352689915?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1676211455352689915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=1676211455352689915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1676211455352689915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/1676211455352689915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/05/construction-in-progress.html' title='Construction in Progress'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8379067125723364984</id><published>2009-05-17T15:31:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:04:25.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinkaliciously Fun!</title><content type='html'>You know who your real true friends are, when you go through ups and downs in your life. They are the ones who will be around always caring and encouraging. They will still be there even when they are annoyed. They are always there even when you are poor and grouchy and irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones you will want to share laughter, hug and hang out with. The people you think of when you see something nice and cute. People you miss when they ain't around. Of course people you will definitely want to invite for special occasions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friends are always there, and have celebrated many many many birthdays with me. I can visualise it going on and on, from my teenage all the way to....... OMG. Let's not start counting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday this year was a little like CNY. I got to celebrate for 3 days and feel joyous for 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th May 2009:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuZ and Karyn gave me wonderful presentS and planned a cosy and relaxed pre-birhday celebration they planned for me at Sushi Kikuzawa. We have totally fallen in love with that place, even though it is very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meal there could costs us like $48 per person. But the ambience there is really good, when we were given the inside seat. It's a very traditional kind of Japan setting and it is very private, compared to sitting outside in a line with the other diners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night when we were there, there were alot of Japanese around, sitting right outside and talking very loudly. That evening, we really thought we are in Japan! Now, this makes the $48 seems alot cheaper, doesn't it? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Our Sashimi Boat ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/SP_A0151.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Simply Love my Presents!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/SP_A0153.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/SP_A0155.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuZ did a "survey" to make sure I will not go get the books! I love reading books written by Sophie Kinsella. These should last me for at least 3 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8th May 2009:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and forthmost, I want to thank Sheena, Wendy and Ivan for the surprise I got. They sent flowers to me!!! That really brighten my day and somehow I felt that the day was really more special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues were so cheeky loh. They came up and tell me to go down to the general office, saying the clerk is looking for me urgently, with really solemn faces. My first thought was, "Must be some complain again. Why am I so suay?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really high tide at that time, but I didn't go to the toilet. I went down to the office like straightaway, bracing for whatever bad news that is gonna hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in and timidly asked June (the clerk) what happened. It didn't happened like what I expected. She whirled around and wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY and then followed by a few more wishes from the other staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How? How did you all know?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June then presented the flowers to me and I was shocked. I was thinking,"What changed Ray? Did he buy those?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then June passed me the card and of course, it isn't by some miracle Ray, it was my 3 good friends!!! I was happy beyond words, because my mood was like from a super low, to unbelievable high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I brought the flowers up to see my 2 cheeky colleagues laughing! I told them I really thought some parent called to complain again loh, and they were like, they meant for me to think this way. Apparently they saw the flowers that morning and know that it was for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't know better, I would suspect Nana or Wendy joined up with them to trick me! But this had made the surprise like 3 times sweeter and more powerful. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hoho*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone who saw the flowers started envying me. Like my boyfriend so nice and sweet. I clarified and told them, these are from my good friends, they are like,"Good friend or boyfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have got 3 boyfriends and 1 husband-to-be. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haha!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: My Beautiful Bouquet :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08039.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08043.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08048.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner with my Beloved @ Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day set aside to be spent with my love! This year I decide on the venue because he didn't have any good ideas. I picked Sun with Moon Japanese Restaurant, because of some of the good stuffs I have heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall ambience is quite good, but it is kind of too noisy. The place was very crowded in the beginning and it sound kind of like foodcourt. But the yellow lightings and the cushion seats, with the string curtains, make the whole area very cosy. Service is about 6/10, they did whatever is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time getting dressed, to make sure that I look good for my camera. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Vanity is a a must for occasions mah! I decided to wear my new dress from M'phosis months ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Dolling Up ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08047.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the food is nice and comes with good presentation. I like the famous dessert, Cheesecake Tofu! The texture is very different from normal cheesecake and it does come with a hint of tofu's softness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appetizer we had was also very good, but I cannot remember the name of that dish. I can point it out in the menu though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Sun with Moon :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08055.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08062.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Love :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08052.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08061.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Overwhelmed with Choices :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08065.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08067.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Appetizer ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08068.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08073.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon with roe and avocado wrapped with something that taste like "popiah" skin. This is very good. The other dish would be fat slices of salmon sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::::: Leading Star of the Evening :::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08069.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08072.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Sushi with Mango &amp;amp; Salmon :::: My Favourite Combi :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08076.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole presentation will be alot better, if they did away with the lifeless green and replace it with some cucumber shavings piles up high, or even some vegetable/fruit carvings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Grilled Oyster on a bed of Shaved Potatoes ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08078.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08082.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the potatoes look like bee hoon? The oyster is a tad too salty for Ray though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Nourishing Steamboat ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08079.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu stated that this is good for health and skin. I don't know how true, but I like it coz it has got mushroom!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Best Choice of the Evening :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08083.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08084.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: When the Crowds are Gone...... :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08086.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08090.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th May 2009:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Organisers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SuZ &amp;amp; Karyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Attendees:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SuZ, Karyn, Terrence, Xue, XC, Sheena, Polar, Wendy, Bob, Uncle, WY, Meiz, Ray &amp;amp; Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TanahMera Crest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Event:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BBQ + Games + Fun + Sweat + Pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pinkaliciously&lt;/span&gt; :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08110.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08096.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Decor ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08095.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Door Gift :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08100.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: BBQ "FireMen" :::: Ray &amp;amp; Terrence ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08097.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08102.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08103.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Ray with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt; Nose ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08104.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Photo Sessions @ the Decor Area :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08099.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08098.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08106.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08108.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08109.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08111.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more people appeared as we are taking the pictures, so it turned out the line got longer at the same place. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Arrival of Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Polar ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08107.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Randoms :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08112.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08113.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08125.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08126.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Lovey Dovey :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08115.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08116.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08120.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08123.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08117.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08122.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08170.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08173.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Friendship ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08124.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08127.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08130.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08133.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really taken aback when I see Ivan. It has been quite long since I saw him for my birthday celebrations. I didn't know he will be coming and Wendy has been saying she has got a surprise for me. He, was my surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have got a strong heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all ways, I am glad we were able to "polish" up the scratches in our friendship and knowing that everyone in this group wants to continue "invading" into each other's life for a long long time. Let's never put more scratches again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Homemade Mango Pudding :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08128.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pudding is homemade, all natural and made with lots of love by Karyn! It is delicious and sweet to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Look @ the Review :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08129.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that it is nice when you see them smiling like this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Here Comes the Cake ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08159.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08134.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: Let me get ready for the cake cutting...... ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08136.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: I don't know why, but someone pass me the balloon ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08137.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Cake "Polish" by Choc-a-Blog :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08138.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Camwhoring with the Cake :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect dozens of pictures at the same site, with the same cake, and the same me!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08139.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08141.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08142.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08143.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08147.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08148.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08149.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08151.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Ray &amp;amp; Me ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08144.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: My Singers! :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08152.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: As Usual :::: Routine :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08153.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08155.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08156.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08157.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the cake, it is absolutely yummy! Just like what I expect from a thick, sinful chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I wished for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;World Peace!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAA!! KNS right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for HAPPINESS because I crave so much for that at that point of time! My wish came true, because my old self is coming back! I feel rejuvenated and happier now. Plus my June holiday is coming!! WHEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: I will miss the cake :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08160.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08161.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08162.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::: Some Really Weird Stuffs ::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of what you are doing, especially when there are cameras around. My odd expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08171.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Uncle always look like a comedian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08172.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: 自拍队 ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08167.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08164.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: SuZ Says Family Shot :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08174.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: I Hereby Receive my Presents!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08163.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Most Interesting Present Award - Uncle :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08176.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08177.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that Australian Natural Spring Water taken from the plane. This kind also can give as present...~ I can only give Uncle 2 words: Wah Lau. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ah-bish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:::::::: My Response ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08180.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08181.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08184.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08182.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it is interesting when you see I keep laughing at it, and then tried to make sense of it. It is 3 bars of very interesting name chocolates. Like "Girth (birth) Control Chocolate", which helps us avoid thinking about "it" for up to 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marital Bliss Bar" which tells me that woman should take more and the man should give more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No Weight Gain Chocolate", and this guaranteed no weight gain. I wonder......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Cutest Present Award - Ivan :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08185.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08187.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: TAa- DaA :::: My Idol :::: Garfield!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08188.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I don't have to read the strips from papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Most Lady Friendly Award - Wendy &amp;amp; Bob ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="230" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08190.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08189.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: My 3rd Best Friend :::: After Shoes and Watch ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08192.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08194.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I making a space in my new wardrobe for it! Look out the next time we gather, I might just be carrying this bag! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Effort Saving Award - Xue &amp;amp; XC ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08196.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Chio Sandles! :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08197.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent coloring from M'phosis. I have got a complimentary nail service, sponsored by Xue too! I will redeem it soon!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why effort saving right? Well it is because............................................. erm I kind of pick the present myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, course it still came from her heart mah! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Most Well-Sought Present Award - Sheena &amp;amp; Polar :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08198.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08199.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Key Ring from Coach :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08203.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08204.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent gift! I love it! I have chained my new house keys to it already!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*heh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This present holds alot of meaning and I like what Nana wrote to me. This shall always hold the keys to the Places of Love in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Multiple Balloon Shots :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08205.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08206.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08207.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08208.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08209.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants a shot with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game time!!!!!! We got so high we actually kenna complain from the residents loh. But then it is quite boring to play silent Taboo, although we know the guys totally prefer to stay cool and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: TaBoo :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08211.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08212.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Taboo is alot more interesting when you have a "punishment" for the losers. For instance, the team who lost will end up on the Twister Mat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: C'mon, Let's Twist Again! :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08213.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08214.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when 4 guys squat down to play Twister, they look like gamblers of illegal gambling dens. They look so pathetic loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Guys in Odd Position ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08216.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Next Loser Team DOWN! :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08217.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08219.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it look like Wendy got balancing problem? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*haa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Actually she is too busy with laughing. Now, there is one position that got her laughing the most, anyway, don't know why she is the only one in this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Wendy's in a Difficult Position ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08220.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Final 2 ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08221.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you play Twister the top rule is: DO NOT FART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Just Imagine if Bob Fart......... ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08222.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Xue Won!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08223.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it! We lost in the last Taboo Race. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*GrrRRRrr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a chance to play the very challenging Twister game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: In Position ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08224.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: First Few Easy Steps ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="220" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08225.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08226.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: After this....2 got booted :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08227.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Sisters Challenge!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can learn to dance Free Style, just by looking at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08228.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08230.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08231.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08232.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08233.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08234.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08234.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08235.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08236.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08237.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with laughter, uncooked wings and of course nice cosy evening with all my good friends. They made my life so fortunate and sweeten every aspect of my life. Not to mention, spice up my otherwise boring life with many many dramas and stories and gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys!!!! LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after this celebration, I received my present, jointly given to me by my mei and bro. This is totally something I have not expected from them can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why adults say, don't sprout nonsense or things not meant for their ears, in front of kids. Because you will end up getting SURPRISED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, I think I got lots of surprise this birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Most X-Rated Award ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08238.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08240.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop laughing at what I read inside loh. This is so amusing. My sis wrote and ask that I must use it and not just display it. If I can ever be serious about it, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show you all lah, you tell me can don't laugh meh?????? Please make sure you are above 21 physically and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;mentally&lt;/span&gt; before you read what's coming next ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: X-X-X-Rated :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="440" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08242.jpg" width="490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="440" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08245.jpg" width="490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="440" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/LaZ%2026%20Bday/DSC08246.jpg" width="490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't display the cards here loh. There are like about 30 odd positions with pictures and instructions and alot of "steamy" instructions. It's really very OMG OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The position cards might be useful I guess, coz it is educational mah! heeheehee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the card wrote, which I summarise to: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Spanking&lt;/span&gt; for a minute. I cannot imagine this spanking for a minute loh. DUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;搞笑到~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I showed it to Ray the very next day. He gave that "uh-hem grin" all the way loh, and scanned through all the cards, paying particular attention to the position cards, with his eyebrows jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed that he is very enthusiastic about this game. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wink wink @ Ray*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was kind of bothered that my meimei might read all the rated things in the box, then I told him,"Both of us read liao, everything........err........ yesterday." Then he was like !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheeheehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kind of educating mah. She read with me, better than read with other people right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I 'secretly' show you all the "game", if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Wendy will be......? But be careful not to sprain the &lt;u&gt;neck&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;u&gt;back&lt;/u&gt; again loh. If not keep going sinseh not very good leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try something simpler first k.... 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I bought this book months back from Kinokuniya. It is in chinese, so I thought it will also brush up my language a little. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So it's like killing 2 birds with 1 stone. The only thing is that this book is in those unsimplified characters. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Everyone Loves a Tender Woman :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Blog/TenderWoman2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to buy the Part 1, coz it was sold out. So I thought it should be okay to read the Part 2 first, then I can get the Part 1 later. I am finishing the book soon! It is really very interesting, the scenarios in there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will become a tender woman overnight, but maybe I will learnt to be a better wife in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what kind of girlfriends drives their boyfriends crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the book, there are 14 types of girls that guys are afraid to meet. Let me list a few that I thought was particularly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ranking#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Girls that are as tough and independent as guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it kinda refers to girls who make use of any opportunity available to show them the GIRL POWER! Like when the guys wanna pay for her dinner she look like she wants to slap him with her flip flops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Girls who cries "MAN &amp;amp; WOMAN ARE EQUAL"!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bascially there is nothing very wrong with this, until the girls who scream the slogan wants previledge and advantage given to them since they are female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Girls who likes to complicate the simplest of situations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when your boyfriend tells you about his female colleague in the most neutral way, and yet you can twist it till it sounds like there is something going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually I am quite capable of this!! I have got really active mind and far-stretching imagination!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Possesive Woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a woman prowling through his stuffs, smelling his clothes and stuck to his side like Siamese Twin and 24-7 haunting calls to chase current locations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 Cry-Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid and cry for whatever reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 Woman who prowl through bags, notebooks and diaries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really offensive, I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are these real-life examples of failed marriage and relationship written based on some of the examples. It kind of made me reflect on myself. My temper is probably something I need to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because on the other list on what kind of wives scare the their husband away......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;At the 6th position:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hot-Tempered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this chapter I read just this morning. It is about the misconceptions of many people, many couples. I think I do have this misconception until I came across this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Misconception #8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Successful couples are 100% truthful and open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this sound familiar and almost the most normal thing you would expect? It was to me. But the paragraph says that only people who are not trusting and insecure would deprive the other party to have personal space. The space for them to store little secrets and confidential issues which they would only want to keep to themselves. These people demand the other party to be totally open and truthful with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment these people found out something which was not told to them, they categorized these "information" as deception, lies and hidden with a purpose. And these people will brood over these and then eventually let jealousy takes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we need to consider that in reality, deep inside everyone's heart, there is a space where no one else can 'invade'. It is not opened for showing, or discussing. It is a part of themselves which is strictly reserved for themselves only, and it is own private little world. This world is not opened to friends, parents, siblings or even lifetime partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to force his/her way in, it is going to hurt the relationship as this is overly unreasonable and domineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the author of this book believes everyone has the right to guard their private world. This is neither deceive nor hiding, this is in fact a way to protect the relationship. What do we want to reveal things or do things that doesn't benefit the relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely best to share thoughts, feelings and experiences, as long as these doesn't affect the progress of a relationship. Never force anyone to be 100% truthful and open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Misconception #9:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100% Trust in my partner brings about definite happiness and long lasting relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely not true as well, according to what I learnt from the book. It tells a story about a newly wed couple, Josh and Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh's friend Ken often sees Anna going out with a guy and they looked pretty close. Ken hinted to Josh to keep an eye on Anna before things gets out of control. Josh brushes Ken's words aside and assured Ken that he has 100% trust in his wife, plus the guy Ken is talking about, is his friend. He would never do something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken pointed out that the other guy is better in everyway, like you know rich and all. Maybe not now, but as time goes by, he is sure Anna will have a change of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh just laugh the warnings away. Soon enough, whatever Ken suspected came true and Anna asked for a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this scenario, Josh's mistake was being too trusting. For a relationship to work, little insecurities works wonders! If you trust your partner too much, after a period of time, it sends out a signal saying,"You don't bother much about me." or maybe,"You don't find me attractive anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is because it will seem like he/she is not worried anyone else will take an interest in their partners. As time passes by, both parties will lack the motivation to keep the relationship alive, and there will not be any excitement or satisfaction gained from this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This two misconceptions really is something maybe all of us should think about. Seriously, I also have things which are kept only to myself and I believe Ray also have his own private space. Of course I joked occasionally and teased about him and other girls, but then I don't dig into his space and he respects my space. This is really one of the main reasons that we are still standing strong all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a relationship to work is alot like playing games, with a hint of art work. We need to control and strategise, and think of the most intelligent way to work around things. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We don't go searching and digging for trouble or unjustified suspicion but we look for happiness and fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We add colours and things might look abstract, but we will know that this will be the perfect art piece we have created in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading like 3-quater of this book, I think I have learnt alot and reflected alot. There are many things which I have never thought of before, or angles which I have never encountered. Alot of times, it is how we see things and how we react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how serious I am, preparing myself to become my love's wife. I don't want to repeat whatever mistakes I made in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will work my way to a future life which is blissful and filled with love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3150629500844654957?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3150629500844654957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3150629500844654957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3150629500844654957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3150629500844654957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-be-mrs.html' title='To be a &apos;Mrs&apos;'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Blog/th_TenderWoman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-4898518169436412694</id><published>2009-05-05T07:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:25:22.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Standing all Alone"</title><content type='html'>The path in front got hazy,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't see anything beyond.&lt;br /&gt;I raised my hands to feel,&lt;br /&gt;even when there is really nothing beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greyish fog got heavier,&lt;br /&gt;and I dare not take another step.&lt;br /&gt;I am pressed underneath the weight,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't take another step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blinded and standing all alone,&lt;br /&gt;can't breathe and nothing hears my call.&lt;br /&gt;I am right there and standing by myself,&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard and no one hears my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the flow of my tears,&lt;br /&gt;the chatters of the crowded road&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by faces I did not recognise,&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer on the hazy road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody stops to look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I waited and dare not move.&lt;br /&gt;Standing all alone and shivering&lt;br /&gt;and then I can no longer move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It circled and the warmth took me away,&lt;br /&gt;and I was no longer trembling and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;It rained magic and gave me strength,&lt;br /&gt;so I won't be tearing and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I stand all alone,&lt;br /&gt;I just need to hear your song.&lt;br /&gt;The chimes would heal the pain,&lt;br /&gt;whenever your heart hums the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide me away from the lull of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;away from the death of my own.&lt;br /&gt;Take my hands and never let it cold,&lt;br /&gt;Weave the song into the shield of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never be left unguarded again,&lt;br /&gt;without my armor and my shield.&lt;br /&gt;I used to stand all alone,&lt;br /&gt;and I will now stand on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-4898518169436412694?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4898518169436412694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=4898518169436412694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4898518169436412694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/4898518169436412694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/05/standing-all-alone.html' title='&quot;Standing all Alone&quot;'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8127609798125602494</id><published>2009-04-29T20:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:38:35.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Get Better!!!! / Sushi Kikuzawa</title><content type='html'>My days are getting so depressing. I sometimes have really negative thoughts. At times, I scare myself. I wonder if this is so gonna lead to depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite is getting a little weird. Sometimes I crave so much for food, and at other times, I seriously have no appetite for anything. The only thing normal now is sleep. I am able to fall asleep pretty efficiently. Actually I am practically tired all the time. I can never get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the nights I dreamed, but I can never remember what I had dreamt about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From last week, I have been able to wake up at like 5.30am and then get to school before 7am. This is something which I can never do before. I crave sleep and I will sprawl on my bed and snooze my alarm for don't how many times. I will only get up when I have absolutely no choice, because if I don't I am going to be late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any special reasons to reach school early... but I still got there early. I was able to wake up and get out of bed quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I am very tired and sleepy...... which is something I don't understand very much. Is something changing inside me? Hormone Problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to people like normal, but then I know it kinds of feel empty inside. I go to classes and tried to enjoy my lessons with them. But the stress of exam is there. But what is encouraging was that when I am in class with the little ones, I feel kind of like my old self, before the days of dreadful moodiness affect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stepped out of classes, especially when the day is over, and I have time to just sit there and daze, my mind is either empty or it will be filled with...... Is there a period that's called "Pessimism"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good these days? It will be that I had to stay back in school everyday this week due to Oral Exam. It takes alot of me as I just need to concentrate on my work. I can't think of anything else and that is when I felt a little lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I can breathe more easily. I don't feel so suffocated......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like working late! OMG. This is something new even to me loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what is wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get over this soon, and thanks for all the messages and concerns. I will get better.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Some good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Yesterday evening, we went down to Fuse Concept and signed the contract with them, entrusting our ID, Thomas with our new flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have fixed our Interior Designer and on our way to constructing a modern and beautiful home, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR HOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should be able to finish the renovation by end June or Early July if we give the green light to start work end May. So... let's just look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Di Gio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Sandy called me today. We have fixed our gown fitting on 5th June. I hope 1 or 2 of my jie meis are willing to take leave and go with me actually, to give me some ideas. No obligations really, because it is erm, a Friday afternoon, and if you don't mind coming, let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sushi Kikuzawa - Buffet Lunches (Ard $40+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should have been up long ago. Ray brought me to this place for really good sushi and authentic Japanese food. That was about more than a month ago. But I already liked the place so much that I brought SuZ and Karyn there just 2 weeks after my first visit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not cheap, for the buffet, but it is worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chawamushi is heavenly. It is very soft and the texture......silky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oden (おでん) is a kind of stew, which looks and tastes like soup. How tasty it is? Erm, imagine Karyn swallowing like 5 dishes of Oden, in 2 hours. That is how nice it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sushi are all nice and many of them I have never tasted before. I love those that are "grilled" with the burner, because it has a kind of faint burnt taste. The grilled scallop and salmon is like a must-try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Sushi Kikuzawa @ International Building :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07893.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07895.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Ingredients :::: Table Setting :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07897.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07898.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Kikuzawa-san :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07905.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::::: Sashimi Platter :::: Appetizer ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07900.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: The First Few Sushi ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07906.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07908.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is the grilled salmon sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: The Karyn-had-5-bowls Oden ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07904.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: The Excellent Chawamushi :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07915.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Our 105th Monthsary :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07899.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07914.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: The Handroll :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07918.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this handroll when I was like 90% full. This is the only roll I had. It must be quite ordinary because I didn't have any specific memory on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Mr Monopoly after the lunch. He is very the cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Mr Monopoly with 4 Bunnies :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07920.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I went with Ray on 15th March, and then went with SuZ and Karyn on Karyn's birthday celebration on 28th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: The Black Girls:::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07975.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07976.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we had something different! Chuka Idako and Takoyaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: Very Delicious Food ::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07977.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07979.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: The Famously Poisonous Fugu (Pufferfish) Sushi :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07984.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't die after eating this. So it must be quite safe after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: The Big Roe Sushi ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07985.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07986.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a try at this sushi at the strong recommendation of Karyn. I don't know, I always felt that such big roes will have a stinky fishy smell. But Karyn says it doesn't smell and biting into the roe, popping it is very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I popped like one and didn't really like it very much. The rest was Karyn's. She helped me finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping after lunch and that was the day I spent so much money. Almost a third of my pathetic salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::: Eastpoint where we saw Peifen :::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Weiling%2026%20Bday%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/DSC07987.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Eastpoint to make my new spectacles that day, which had cost me $350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of miss Sushi Kikuzawa. I have 5 stamps on their Loyalty Card, which requires 6 stamps to entitle me for a $10 buffet for the next visit. It will expire on 15 May, which is like so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to go there and you are looking for company, you know who to find. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so miss those days when the days are so happy. When I look forward to weekends and do not have to bury myself in work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I know I will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-8127609798125602494?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8127609798125602494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8127609798125602494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8127609798125602494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8127609798125602494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-must-get-better-sushi-kikuzawa.html' title='I Must Get Better!!!! / Sushi Kikuzawa'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/105%20Mth%20Sushi%20Kikuzawa/th_DSC07893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8568731250665156176</id><published>2009-04-28T07:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:37:57.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你懂这种感觉吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;我不开心了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我向菩萨说，让我释怀。&lt;br /&gt;请让我摆脱这种低落的情绪。&lt;br /&gt;让我不要再觉得不平衡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道怎么的。&lt;br /&gt;可我好像没有之前的执著。&lt;br /&gt;虽然如此，但是心里还是苦苦的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呼吸还是不顺畅，&lt;br /&gt;连笑容也是勉强的。&lt;br /&gt;早餐无味，思绪还是围绕在不安里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我讨厌！&lt;br /&gt;讨厌这种感觉。&lt;br /&gt;讨厌活在无法满足的世界。&lt;br /&gt;讨厌背上错误和责任的包袱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁？&lt;br /&gt;谁来抚平我焦躁的情绪？&lt;br /&gt;谁？&lt;br /&gt;谁有能力冲淡我心里苦涩的味道？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不开心了……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-8568731250665156176?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8568731250665156176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=8568731250665156176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8568731250665156176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/8568731250665156176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='你懂这种感觉吗？'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-3395371811630619830</id><published>2009-04-27T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:12:39.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy Weekend</title><content type='html'>I had a lousy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the first time I wished I was working instead of at home. I had a quarrel with my mom over petty issues. I was supposed to download some mp3 for her, which I tried to but couldn't the last time coz the website was down? The next time I wanna do it, the list she wrote was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just assume she got somebody else to do it, and then I forgot all about it. Then on Saturday, she questioned me about it and then accused me of not bothering with anything relating to the home. I was pissed lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she blamed me for not teaching her how to watch shows online. I already told her it is not easy to navigate and she must know how to search and some websites like mobtv charge for watching their shows. For GYNN's sake loh, I mean you don't know english and whatever, how the hell I teach you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't watch shows online loh. I have only watched 3 shows online, and it was like super bad quality and I have stopped doing that for a long time. I buy DVDs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what is the good site to watch shows online anymore. Why ask me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she accuse me of looking down on her lah. What I don't want to teach so just assume she will never learn. Then she say even if she don't know, I can write out a manual for her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*pengz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I need to print screen and write down all the steps, including all the hanyu pinyin spelling is it? Wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really loh... I got nothing to say liao man. I just hate it when she always pull us to the extreme cases when we like absentmindedly forget something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then love to use words like "EVERYTIME", "ALWAYS", "NEVER".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that say what I always half-hearted when I talk to her. Like I don't bother like that. But I am tired after work what. What you want me to do? Jump up and down and reply you? Few weeks ago I kenna some other complains and I was upset what. Obviously when I go home I don't want to talk right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;For my mom: I wished we could have worked it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why don't you ask me,"What happen to you? Something bothering you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see you showing concern also loh. Just assume I "ai mai ai mai" and whatever shit. Then take it as that loh. I am showing attitude ALL THE TIME. I am like that. I will never be a good enough daughter in your eyes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always see others as good and better. When you compare, when have I ever win before? I have never win any edge over the others. Even the household expenses I contributed also uncomparable to what your friends are getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was young till now, you always put me down in front of other people what. When have you ever praise me (for any good I do) ?!?!?! I only hear the complains and unhappiness you have with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you go pin all your hopes and dreams and expectations on your other children lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of trying, because I know I can never make the mark. Then WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play MJ makes me a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;habitual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gambler, but it is okay for others to MJ (and there are like how many thousands of people who play MJ). When I go out often, you say I treat the home as hotel. Then when people lock themselves inside the room, almost never coming out except for meals, what does it make them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped out with housework occasionally, you say I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do. For those who never do, I don't see that you think of them that way. Yeah whatever. Even if you lecture them, it is not in front of me. I didn't see... That is your point, and only yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I know. It is not fair and I don't feel an equality. Why use such harsh words all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so imperfect. What do you want now? I am glad I am giving you money every month, because I think that makes the treatment I got better. I always remember what you said to me before when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy gets to eat hot rice."&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" I asked. "But my rice is cold."&lt;br /&gt;"Coz he brings money home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say I am only nice because I want favors. Then maybe I got that from you. Isn't this what you have taught me through this? That I don't deserve hot rice, coz I don't bring you money. Now that I am earning my own income, contributing to the expenses at home, I really got a different treatment, compared to when I am studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, don't worry. I will remember to give you money even if I am married, coz I know this is like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY IMPORTANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you. Every penny and cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds unfilial or whatever, but it is what I honestly thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could hear my heart, and I could hear yours and we can work all these out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so need to vent these out of my mind. And I so cannot help myself, for blogging all these so close to Mother's Day. It is shitty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I used to call SuZ and talk to her about the problems I had with my mom. Now that she is in Taiwan, I just had to find another channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Of course, Ray is my good pillar of support, who always listens to my grumbles......&lt;br /&gt;Thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can be your good wife and I hope it will not be another unachievable goal in my future.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I wrote out all my frustrations and my childish hatred for my mom when I was in secondary school. I wrote it all into a long letter and then stuffed it into my wardrobe, underneath all my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I came back to find my wardrobe neatly packed and that long letter gone. Till today, I don't know if my mom has seen it. I wish she had though, because then she would know what I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she happens to be reading this one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Sorry mommy, I am just not good enough. And I want to stop trying to be good enough for you, because it is not possible, even to the day I die." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has brought my mood to another low line. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*URG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I watched a lame movie "Friday the 13th". I won't recommend it to anybody. Watched "252" a Japanese show, which I thought should be a thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, not thrilling at all. So conclusion, no nice movie now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for SuZ to come back and watch "17 Again" with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only comfort was having Ray by my side comforting me when I was so upset. He brought me to a good dinner and finally, we bought something for our new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought our mattress!!! Isn't this super good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping at AMK Courts, and they are having a sale. We bought a Queen size King Koil Serenity mattress for $1700 +++ (can't recall exact amount), and this is really the first thing we bought for our lovenest can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wonder why Ray would buy it, is because it was way way below his budget for mattress. He was looking at like $2k to $3k for a good mattress, and when this $1700 mattress is there, he just agreed to buy it. They are also giving away 2 free pillows and a protective cover. Plus, they are able to hold the mattress for 3-4 months before delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like lying on it while the salesman was like talking to us, introducing this what he called "a really good bargain" to us. I don't know if it was really good, but I felt good when I lie on it. Definitely able to provide me with a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this Samsung 6th series 40" Tv going at $1999 with free home threatre system. We didn't buy, although it is $100 cheaper than other stores. Reason being, they can't hold the stock for more than a month, and we will not have our house ready by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the day when we settle our air-con, our microwave oven, fan, sofa, washing machine, TV and fridge!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are going down to Fuse again, to talk about our design and quotations. If all goes well, probably we will be engaging them. Then we can start work and we can have a brand new, beautiful and cozy home, to call our own SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how boring my weekend is. Buy mattress and whatever, sounds so Obasang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I spend the whole of Sunday playing computer games, (I worked for 30mins only, bcoz no mood &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) and watching "Love Bread" and then "Star Awards".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not surprise by the results loh. All kind of expected, except the Best Female Lead. OMG. Joanne Peh got it!?!?!?!?! I mean Joanne Peh?! I totally don't admire her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Chen Liping will hug it home loh. ARGH!!! They surprise me when they didn't choose Ou Xuan though. I thought it was either Yueniang or Aiyoyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stupid countdown thing? It is an eye-opener loh. It is the first time I see award giving ceremony limiting their speech time to such an extent. What the!! Why are they doing this?! I seriously cannot understand. Start earlier if you think it can't finish on time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody as bo liao as me to watch "S Factor"? It is a damn bitchy show and I am amused by the "catfights" and the insults!! It is truly amazing how scary and horrible and mean girls can be! Entertaining loh, but really no substance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long weekend again this week! I want to make this week way more interesting than the last! Plus no need to take Art next week! WHEET!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19689749-3395371811630619830?l=clazzicdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3395371811630619830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19689749&amp;postID=3395371811630619830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3395371811630619830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19689749/posts/default/3395371811630619830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clazzicdrama.blogspot.com/2009/04/lousy-weekend.html' title='Lousy Weekend'/><author><name>Clara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684640914153486980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19689749.post-8968995214547818705</id><published>2009-04-18T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:11:11.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Days That Are Over Part 6 - Pam's 24th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Here's Pamela's birthday present! Actually, I don't know what I should buy for her. Her taste for things is too unique, so I am a little afraid she might not like the things I buy for her. Suz has also happily decided to chip in for the present~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I came up with a brilliant idea! Suz and I bought her a scrapbook!! She has been taking this Interior Design course, and I felt that she will be able to put this into good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Unwrapping!! ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Pam%2024%20Bday/DSC07955.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Pam%2024%20Bday/DSC07956.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Pam%2024%20Bday/DSC07957.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Pam%2024%20Bday/DSC07958.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a built-in birthday card. I actually made it in the scrapbook. In this way, Pamela will think of Suz and me while working!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*hee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That was also why I purposely put in our pictures, which was taken, last year, during Pam's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting envelope was also an innovative idea by me! I even used one of our pictures together as "stamp".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have become more creative ever since you are an Art Teacher." says Pamela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I have always been very creative and imaginative loh, PLEASE! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::: Originality from LaZ ::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Pam%2024%20Bday/DSC07959.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Pam%2024%20Bday/DSC07962.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My birthday wishes for Pamela:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope Pamela will grow up to be a lovely and healthy woman. A woman of who is strong enough to walk through any storms, who has the power to ward off any troubles, who has the ability to attain the goal in her life and who has the fortune to find the love of her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really starting to get abit sick of all this nonya drama blah blah. I mean, when you get just the right about of something, it is nice and all, but when you get too much, like me, I can't help feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mediacorp has not achieve any great success for too long, and now, gone overboard with the nonya thing. I mean what is with the rubbish additonal few minutes footage of the ending of that Little Nonya? Just let it end lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you make it sound like you are doing a different ending or whatever, and then when people watch it with all anticipation, it's like "WHAT THE HELL?" Totally spoil whatever perfect feelings people have for this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then TV started to have all kinds of commercial on the Little Nonya, and then all kinds of products are getting Little Nonya's endorsement. It's like you turn everywhere, you see this Little Nonya thing everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after the show has finished for such a long time, there are still snippets of that showing on like every commercial time. There is that "如燕" song all the time too. Mediacorp obviously doesn't want to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with the Star Awards, all but one of the Supporting Lead Female Norminees are from Little Nonya. Wah lau!!! I think they ought to be abit fairer to the actresses loh. Ain't there other shows, worth a little more attention last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was so sure "Automatic 嫂" from 《一房半厅一水缸》 will get norminated for Supporting Female Role and then win the award loh! This is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recently the papers wrote that there will be a musical play regarding the Nonya too. They are recruiting in some of the cast from the show Little Nonya and also adding in new faces. They are obviously earning alot, and wants to earn more by using this Nonya name everywhere, everytime, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a DVD from TS yesterday, and guess what? The plastic bag as Little Nonya pictures printed on it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How not to be sick???? But I am sick of Mediacorp, not of the Nonya people or food, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I was quite curious about Nonya food. I passed by the Chilli Padi the other day when we went to look for IDs. I told Ray I wanted to try and he agreed to have dinner there. My mom did mentioned to me before about this Chilli Padi that offers High Tea Buffet. She has tried it before and said the kueh kuehs are quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:::::::::: At Chilli Padi :::: Near Joo Chiat Area ::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Chilli%20Padi/DSC07963.jpg" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img height="290" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Chilli%20Padi/DSC07965.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::::::::: The Dishes We Had :::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Chilli%20Padi/DSC07966.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Chilli%20Padi/DSC07968.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Chilli%20Padi/DSC07967.jpg" width="290" /&gt; &lt;img height="240" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c203/lazlaz/Chilli%20Padi/DSC07971.jpg"
