<?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-17292039</id><updated>2012-01-29T13:54:00.418+08:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='wedding'/><title type='text'>missy viOlet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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>544</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-3372457395362382326</id><published>2012-01-29T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:54:00.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last.</title><content type='html'>Since I'm now too occupied with work, &lt;br /&gt;and I haven't got the time to update this space for the longest period ever. &lt;br /&gt;I believe the moment has come for me to bid this blog farewell.&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful to have this blog for my rants and also, for sharing my joy the past few years. &lt;br /&gt;Social network is not over for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still keeping my FB and will continue to update my status there.&lt;br /&gt;And the good thing is, only people who truly matter are there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time,&lt;br /&gt;goodbye folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3372457395362382326?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3372457395362382326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3372457395362382326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3372457395362382326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3372457395362382326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2012/01/last.html' title='Last.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5502716595989255443</id><published>2011-12-10T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T09:03:54.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed-cited</title><content type='html'>I had no issue sleeping last Saturday, the night before our big day.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I even overslept on that very morning.&lt;br /&gt;But I lost my sleep yesterday night, thinking of all the glorious food i'll get to eat and beautiful scenery I am going to see.&lt;br /&gt;I am uber excited! &lt;br /&gt;So Duomo, Mt Titlis and Eiffel, wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take lotsa photos with you!&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that we are already married for a week and now I hope, the next two to three weeks will go slow on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all after I am back!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5502716595989255443?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5502716595989255443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5502716595989255443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5502716595989255443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5502716595989255443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/12/ed-cited.html' title='Ed-cited'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5268917487788030337</id><published>2011-12-06T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T01:33:47.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved.</title><content type='html'>Holas from Goodwood Park.&lt;br /&gt;Hub and I are finally married.&lt;br /&gt;We had the happiest day of our lives and the day made me realized how fortunate I am.&lt;br /&gt;Now only have I got a husband who dotes me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful father and brother who love me, and they can't seem to accept the fact that I'm married and to some extent, leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;I have realty awesome friends who go all out for me, especially my jiemei and xiongdi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just celebrating the love between hub and I,&lt;br /&gt;it is a day in which I'm showered with love by all the important people in my  life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Photos up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5268917487788030337?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5268917487788030337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5268917487788030337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5268917487788030337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5268917487788030337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/12/loved.html' title='Loved.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2706242581196064474</id><published>2011-11-27T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:38:50.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Together as one.</title><content type='html'>We are going to mark a phase in our lives the same time next week.&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to it because you are the man whom I am going to marry. &lt;br /&gt;You are my choice, my one and only. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2706242581196064474?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-2941126979830813354</id><published>2011-11-15T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T18:21:11.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only 3 more days left.</title><content type='html'>i am so busy these days that i barely have time for myself. &lt;br /&gt;and at times when i am really jagged, i wonder who or what exactly am i working for?&lt;br /&gt;THE stakeholders are never happy because they have unrealistic goals and targets that revolves only around academic results.&lt;br /&gt;well, either that or they are just unrealistic by nature... it's them.&lt;br /&gt;as i look into the eyes of my kiddos yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;it suddenly struck me that i only have 4 more days with them and the memories of the past 19 weeks all came to me in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;everything i do for my job, i do it for them. &lt;br /&gt;the purpose, which i sometimes forget, is in front of me all these while. &lt;br /&gt;but i am just too blinded to notice this.&lt;br /&gt;never thought that i would say this,&lt;br /&gt;but i really love them. &lt;br /&gt;and i really love my job too. &lt;br /&gt;it might be (extremely) tiring but seeing them grow and becoming a better person makes it all worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days and they will be under another teacher's care.&lt;br /&gt;now, i wish time can stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2941126979830813354?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2941126979830813354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2941126979830813354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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reject me.&lt;br /&gt;I sure can handle that. &lt;br /&gt;On a side note, it's amazing how people can erase one another from their lives that easily. &lt;br /&gt;It's really cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4095256718351192556?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4095256718351192556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4095256718351192556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4095256718351192556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4095256718351192556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/10/weird.html' title='Weird.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2330525251944014497</id><published>2011-10-06T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:52:00.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Puking Day</title><content type='html'>As the schools in Singapore celebrated Children's Day,&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day handling International Puking Day.&lt;br /&gt;A test of my crisis management skills as I spent my day handling the students who were ill.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt more about my colleagues and superior.&lt;br /&gt;A lesson indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2330525251944014497?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2330525251944014497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2330525251944014497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2330525251944014497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2330525251944014497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/10/international-puking-day.html' title='International Puking Day'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4251045587125593662</id><published>2011-09-09T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:14:57.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We really are getting married!</title><content type='html'>Not now, but soon.&lt;br /&gt;We dedicated yesterday to go around Singapore to settle our wedding stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have finalize the layout of our wedding album after much delay and we will be able to collect it in a month time!&lt;br /&gt;Also, we confirmed the designs of our wedding invitations and our wedding favours for the guests.&lt;br /&gt;The company which we engaged for our wedding invitations will design a monogram for us using our initials so as to add a personal touch to the invitation cards and this monogram will also be printed on our favours and wedding photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing we did to handle now is actually details of our Guo Da Li.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there is a lot of things we need to prepare for that day.&lt;br /&gt;Phew! I wonder will we be able to make it in time?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4251045587125593662?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4251045587125593662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4251045587125593662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4251045587125593662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4251045587125593662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-really-are-getting-married.html' title='We really are getting married!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3552192031908953282</id><published>2011-09-06T14:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T16:07:21.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>For me, the only good thing about school holidays is that I don't have to wake up at some unearthly hours to go to work. But it is not like I do nothing at home, on contrary, I have a lot of work to do because I am preparing the teaching materials for next term. Already a luxury as compared to some, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haven't been blogging about my own private life.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's start with my wedding anniversary which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; and I celebrated 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;We went to USS!&lt;br /&gt;I know lah, sua-ku, but it was my first visit there and I am uber excited.&lt;br /&gt;As it is a public holiday (polling day), hub bought the tickets beforehand and I was praying for a good weather. I woke up at 7 that day, looked up at the gloomy sky and pray sincerely that the weather will be good that day for us to visit the theme park.&lt;br /&gt;But... the moment I stepped out of the bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;IT RAINED!!!&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't just raining, it was pouring!!!&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, my mood was dampened by the rain.&lt;br /&gt;We had our breakfast and cast our votes before making our way to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;And to my surprise, it wasn't raining over at Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270811.jpg" height="200" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weather was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it didn't rain but it only rained when we were in the shelter queuing for the rides and the moment we ended the rides and stepped out of the various attractions, the rain stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Miracle or what?&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I am super grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270834.jpg?t=1315295198" height="450" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270841.jpg?t=1315295154" height="450" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270817.jpg?t=1315295292" height="450" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270816.jpg?t=1315295314" height="450" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270849.jpg?t=1315296043" height="450" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270830.jpg?t=1315296075" height="450" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite characters from USS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270868.jpg" height="170" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270851.jpg" height="170" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had great fun that day.&lt;br /&gt;The only regret is that I don't have enough guts to challenge the Battlestar ride.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, the celebration was awesome and I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; did a really great planning! KUDOS!&lt;br /&gt;Plus an awesome dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270873.jpg?t=1315296229" height="450" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P8270877.jpg?t=1315296212" height="450" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wedding update&lt;/span&gt;: We have booked our honeymoon trip to a place where I really wanted to go since secondary school days. Also, we are selecting our wedding invitation cards this Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3552192031908953282?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3552192031908953282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3552192031908953282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3552192031908953282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3552192031908953282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding-anniversary.html' title='Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-9148129113661069869</id><published>2011-08-24T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:20:04.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 1</title><content type='html'>A P3 kid came up to me last week and said, "I hate Ms B!"&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I asked him why.&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "She is always scolding me."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, why did she scold you then?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because I did not hand in my work and I was talking during her lesson," he explained.&lt;br /&gt;"Well then, I think she has a good reason for scolding you then. Do you think she wronged you? Go and think about what you said. Are you being responsible?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the teacher came to tell me that the kid suddenly apologised to her and said that I told him to do that. &lt;br /&gt;"I didn't, I believe it was he who told him to apologise."&lt;br /&gt;We don't spoon-feed the children, we teach them to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-9148129113661069869?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/9148129113661069869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=9148129113661069869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/9148129113661069869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/9148129113661069869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/08/lesson-1.html' title='Lesson 1'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7930638696539364868</id><published>2011-08-22T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:20:58.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative Force Field</title><content type='html'>All I need is for you to stop talking. &lt;br /&gt;Are you even capable of doing that?&lt;br /&gt;I am there to work, to teach the kids and not to be a receiver of your nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Also FYI, if I need someone to teach me, I will ask.&lt;br /&gt;Either that or I will sign myself up with NIE again! &lt;br /&gt;Damn it! Why must I be diplomatic in a situation like this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like this negative force around me which I can't shake off.&lt;br /&gt;Watch me! I'm definitely not the pushover that you thought I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just playing nice. Still.&lt;br /&gt;And your working style will only lead you this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note,&lt;br /&gt;Hub and I will be celebrating our one year wedding anniversary this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;After we vote for our president, that is.&lt;br /&gt;No plan for the celebration yet!&lt;br /&gt;Why waste time planning when all that matters is each other's company...&lt;br /&gt;You are all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7930638696539364868?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7930638696539364868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7930638696539364868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7930638696539364868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7930638696539364868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/08/negative-force-field.html' title='Negative Force Field'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4392523665792705234</id><published>2011-08-09T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T17:47:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A stubborn kidult.</title><content type='html'>Last time, whenever I switched on my computer, I would either be browsing FB, youtube, blogger or at most be checking my email.&lt;br /&gt;Now my habit changed and the moment I switch on my computer, I will be checking my MOE email.&lt;br /&gt;I even resorted to setting it as my homepage now.&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly how no-life I am.&lt;br /&gt;My life now pretty much resolves around my work.&lt;br /&gt;But I am enjoying myself in school.&lt;br /&gt;There are days when I was so tired that I am thinking that this ain't exactly the life I sign up for but I get to see and feel the joy of my work - the children.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I have the power to change their lives for the better motivates me and pushes me further to want to do more for them.&lt;br /&gt;I am now one happy teacher and I hope I stay as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I had a rough start you know?&lt;br /&gt;I have a ADHD kid in my class, he is a really tough boy to handle and I almost gave up.&lt;br /&gt;The selfish thought of "just like him be" crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, I am one stubborn kid myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess this kid is sort of shocked with my persistence.&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;I followed him around during recess time and dismissal time for 3 whole weeks until he is tired of running away.&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest achievement from this episode is that this boy is finally opening himself up to me and is now willing to share his family issues with me.&lt;br /&gt;I glad he found himself a friend and I am more than happy to be his listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend, eil, is right.&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn't expect the kids to be appreciative of our hard work as we should work with the belief that whatever we do will help the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Although my belief crashes with what the bosses want,&lt;br /&gt;I will not turn into a machine.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure the kids/parents will understand some day.&lt;br /&gt;Just in case they don't....&lt;br /&gt;it's really just too bad.&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/17292039-4392523665792705234?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4392523665792705234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4392523665792705234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4392523665792705234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4392523665792705234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/08/stubborn-kidult.html' title='A stubborn kidult.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7246680859026243905</id><published>2011-07-18T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:40:30.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much to my disappointment.</title><content type='html'>Haven't being blogging for weeks and yet I am blogging about this.&lt;br /&gt;What a turn-off! Anyway, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; and I went to watch the final installment of Harry Potter last Saturday night after his work and sadly, mine too.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually rather excited about it as after ten years, it is finally going to be over!&lt;br /&gt;But, yes... but the movie was a crap.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't read any of the books from J.K. Rowling except The Deathly Hallows so I pretty much know what to expect however I think the scriptwriters and the author had very different focus.&lt;br /&gt;The movie did not honour Fred's death, show how Lupin dies and portrayed an ugly side of the saint in my heart, Professor Dumbledore.&lt;br /&gt;And if I am &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;, it will be worse for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; who is an avid reader of the Harry Potter series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks. I cannot believe they end the movie like this!&lt;br /&gt;With all the HP dvds in front of me now, I am pondering if I should even bother getting its final dvd when it is out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7246680859026243905?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7246680859026243905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7246680859026243905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7246680859026243905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7246680859026243905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/07/much-to-my-disappointment.html' title='Much to my disappointment.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8061969223649467993</id><published>2011-06-30T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:12:23.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to blog.</title><content type='html'>I know... the last time I blogged was ages ago but you must understand how much I want to blog just that I cannot find the time to login,&lt;br /&gt;to upload the interesting photos .&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can tell you more about my work life,&lt;br /&gt;how busy I am these days.&lt;br /&gt;how I am slowly getting some control over my form class and am learning more about the little ones as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;how I just survived a close shave. &lt;br /&gt;how I have uploaded the photos taken at Ritz-Carlton and Oriental when Eil, Kelv and I went for high-tea at blogger, waiting to blog about them but I just don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;and why I dislike some of the colleagues but still choose to not take my stand (yet.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a teacher-life is quite a no-lifer! &lt;br /&gt;all that is in my mind these days is school so much so that I don't dare to take MC despite being very, very sick. &lt;br /&gt;man, I should set my thinking right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8061969223649467993?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8061969223649467993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8061969223649467993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8061969223649467993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8061969223649467993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-want-to-blog.html' title='I want to blog.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3402642486131227337</id><published>2011-06-12T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:25:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOPPING!</title><content type='html'>I have a new love!&lt;br /&gt;Say&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;aloha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to my new camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.photographyblog.com/images/sized/images/uploads/olympus_epl1_review-275x225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PC show at suntec earlier today and "my" dearest camera is on promotion.&lt;br /&gt;Did a comparison between the E-PL1 and E-PL2 and I felt that the price for the latter model is not quite justifiable since not much modification have been done.&lt;br /&gt;Besides.........&lt;br /&gt;The sales personnel was able to throw in a free camera, of another model, if I were to purchase the E-PL1 on the spot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Kaching, kaching&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;Another dip in my savings!&lt;br /&gt;And here is the free camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://c3.yousaytoo.com/rss_temp_image/pics/23/40/97/4957423/original/remote_image20100824-9834-1wvxc8b-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new toy now!&lt;br /&gt;AND!!! I really need someone to CONSTANTLY remind me to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I went to the scanteak sale with Papa Soh on saturday and almost instantly we bought our sofa and coffee table!&lt;br /&gt;Although the sale is not that attractive, but we really like design of the sofa set and the natural touch of the coffee table!&lt;br /&gt;Right. We bought our fridge and washing machine as well, from Gain City.&lt;br /&gt;Guess our shopping for our house is coming to an end. HENG ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about my Ritz Carlton high tea with Eil and Kelv last Friday soon.&lt;br /&gt;Taa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3402642486131227337?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3402642486131227337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3402642486131227337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3402642486131227337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3402642486131227337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/06/shopping.html' title='SHOPPING!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8350276379582907053</id><published>2011-06-02T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:02:02.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a fighter.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for being missing in action!&lt;br /&gt;I have been really really busy at work ever since I joined the force some two weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;The new work environment is alright,&lt;br /&gt;taking a different approach this time round...&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt to take the back seat and listen,&lt;br /&gt;speak up only when necessary and time will tell if I have made the correct move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of used to people having the impression that I am one who ride on others.&lt;br /&gt;It's fine, it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I like it actually because I can then prove them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I will work doubly hard to earn the respect I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;BUT one thing I really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buay tahan &lt;/span&gt;is the constant whining in the office.&lt;br /&gt;I know whiners always whines and all these negative thoughts just pull people down.&lt;br /&gt;I need an ion filter if I want to keep these negative ions away from me because whiners are everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only see the good in us and the bad in others.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think that everyone else is imperfect but you?&lt;br /&gt;This is weird shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8350276379582907053?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8350276379582907053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8350276379582907053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8350276379582907053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8350276379582907053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-fighter.html' title='i&apos;m a fighter.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7038793883464318761</id><published>2011-05-20T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T01:19:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear friends.</title><content type='html'>Had a final shopping session with Eileen 老大 and Kelvin 哥 before work starts next week.&lt;br /&gt;A fun and crazy day with the two lovely friends I have met in NIE,&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting our dearest Jonas, muffin boy. &lt;br /&gt;I will not look back at my NIE days but I will miss these dear friends a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Was very upset when I bid farewell to them just now... &lt;br /&gt;from meeting them everyday, to once a week and now... once a month. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But I strongly believe that we will be there for one another and our friendship will grow.&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS FOR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall upload the photos we took at Pan Pacific Orchard tomorrow. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to reporting day! &lt;br /&gt;Reunting with Myra!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7038793883464318761?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7038793883464318761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7038793883464318761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7038793883464318761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7038793883464318761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-dear-friends.html' title='My dear friends.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2428250329604212961</id><published>2011-05-17T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:30:38.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short update.</title><content type='html'>This is the last week of my holidays as I will officially report for duty on the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have been great!&lt;br /&gt;No worries about school and exam, and with work starting soon...&lt;br /&gt;there is more reasons to shop!&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my weekly shopping trip with eileen!!!&lt;br /&gt;Under her influence, all my work clothes now are from either mango, zara or G2000!&lt;br /&gt;Bigger hole burnt but I am convinced that the money is well-spent as the quality is indeed better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The renovation over at my new house is going well now after a small hiccup last week.&lt;br /&gt;All the works should be done by 25th if not end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that many of our friends like the theme of our house,&lt;br /&gt;right, we are building a home together... not a show-flat.&lt;br /&gt;With regards to this, I am glad that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and I are on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;It is not about how much you spend but rather, how you maximize the use of the same amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;As our house began to take shape, I see a clearer and better future ahead of us.&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/17292039-2428250329604212961?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2428250329604212961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2428250329604212961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2428250329604212961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2428250329604212961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-update.html' title='A short update.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2634186877503336863</id><published>2011-05-08T02:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T03:20:48.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your great loss.</title><content type='html'>You lost a friend today,&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't realize, I am telling you now that you lost a friend today. &lt;br /&gt;Time and again, we tolerated your criticism because we sincerely feel that we ought to give the same respect that we give to all other friends but you crossed the line. &lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life I am really pissed with a friend &lt;br /&gt;but I am going to tell myself that it is no big loss since you have never treated us as friends. &lt;br /&gt;If you had, you wouldn't say the things you did. &lt;br /&gt;If you had, you wouldn't hurt us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you are superior,&lt;br /&gt;actually many think otherwise just that we did not say it out.&lt;br /&gt;You stepped all over us,&lt;br /&gt;that is because we quietly allow you to.&lt;br /&gt;But us being humble has made you arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, if she is reading and you two are pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;I say, "be my guest!"&lt;br /&gt;I don't care anymore. &lt;br /&gt;We don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I telling you right here, right now,&lt;br /&gt;the loss is yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2634186877503336863?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2634186877503336863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2634186877503336863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2634186877503336863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2634186877503336863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-great-loss.html' title='Your great loss.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2517633813240019327</id><published>2011-05-06T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T02:27:18.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a guy, I am definitely a gay.</title><content type='html'>If I can only choose an adjective to describe girls...&lt;br /&gt;My choice would most definitely be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most girls are blinded by jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;they like to compare with one another how lucky they are and so on.&lt;br /&gt;And they constantly try to win one another in the competition of "happiness".&lt;br /&gt;No matter what is happening in reality,&lt;br /&gt;all that they are concerned of is their tiny world for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most girls are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;But I am beginning to believe that they are acting dumb so that they get the attention of guys and with that, I think they are smart in a way?&lt;br /&gt;The way they put ideas across, the way they express their thoughts just amaze me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;This makes me wonder what could be the possible topics between these girls and their partners,&lt;br /&gt;I am curious to find out but I never dare to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most, if not all, girls are fake.&lt;br /&gt;They never show who they really are to others.&lt;br /&gt;This is actually rather literal with all the thick make-up and plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;But what I referring is their characters...&lt;br /&gt;They can hate you to the core but yet chit-chat with you like you two are the best friends of the century and after the session, curse and swear behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never understand a girl.&lt;br /&gt;I think I never will.&lt;br /&gt;I try to behave like one but I failed terribly.&lt;br /&gt;But I am beginning to believe that it is not that I am too man, I am just being normal...&lt;br /&gt;neutral in a way.&lt;br /&gt;I have met women who are smart, they impress me much...&lt;br /&gt;some of my friends are good living examples.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, most of the girls I know of are not.&lt;br /&gt;Since the male hormones within me are rejecting girls,&lt;br /&gt;I therefore think that If I were a guy, I will definitely be a gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please don't get me wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate girls.&lt;br /&gt;I love them, or rather, I love us.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like the way some of us behave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2517633813240019327?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2517633813240019327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2517633813240019327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2517633813240019327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2517633813240019327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-i-am-guy-i-am-definitely-gay.html' title='If I were a guy, I am definitely a gay.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-820928086391318955</id><published>2011-05-04T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:05:57.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's happening?</title><content type='html'>Shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; excites me just as much as shopping at Orchard&lt;br /&gt;because there is so many innovative ideas showcased at their stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fascinating&lt;/span&gt; ideas that makes you feel that it would be great to live in a house or a room like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I went down to Ikea Alexandria yesterday to purchase some items for our house&lt;br /&gt;and we had a very different experience this time round.&lt;br /&gt;We realised that the shopping can get really tiring when you are down there for serious shopping because you have to constantly think of the practicality and suitability of these ideas for our own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for our home is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nature&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;So we are looking at furniture and decorative items are suit this theme,&lt;br /&gt;basically anything that is made of wood or green in colour catches our attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Although we have a theme in mind and had previously done our research online,&lt;br /&gt;it still took us a long time to decide on which TV bench to get!&lt;br /&gt;We pulled and pushed the drawers of various TV benches numerous times,&lt;br /&gt;we sat on the sofa and tried our best to visualise how things will look like when it is being placed in our living room.&lt;br /&gt;We are also mindful of the space for DVD storage since both of us collect DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;Although it is time-consuming, I think it feels really good to do shopping for our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really must say, even though &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; is a really forgetful (blur at times) person... he is very detailed and he looks at things that I never thought of.&lt;br /&gt;Like he is mindful of the drawer system used by the TV bench,&lt;br /&gt;the connecting points of the bookcase and so on.&lt;br /&gt;And I really think he is so committed to the renovation process that makes me a little guilty...&lt;br /&gt;He only has 6 to 7 off days a months and his working hours is ridiculously long but he spent all his offs for the past 2 months dealing with the renovation.&lt;br /&gt;It is totally a one-man show and all I did was to buy necessary items from the hardware store and bring them up whenever Papa Soh is able to drive me around.&lt;br /&gt;A bit mushy to say this but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU ARE WONDERFUL, HUB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We are halfway done with our renovation now.&lt;br /&gt;And I am so looking forward to.... cleaning up our house!&lt;br /&gt;Much as the contractors cleaned up the house each time they complete their work,&lt;br /&gt;there is still dust everywhere which is super irritating and besides,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; has sinus.&lt;br /&gt;So I supposed that our next purchase would be a... vacuum cleaner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a dinner gathering with my beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CLIC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;A great dinner!!!&lt;br /&gt;Minus away the saddening fact that PS is not in town so she didn't join us.&lt;br /&gt;It is really great to have friends who don't judge you and love you for actually who you are!&lt;br /&gt;I have not seen PS for quite some time so the more I am looking forward to the gathering in May when we celebrate Min's birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-820928086391318955?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/820928086391318955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=820928086391318955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/820928086391318955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/820928086391318955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-happening.html' title='What&apos;s happening?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4034715540419647565</id><published>2011-05-01T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:44:27.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How has election changed my FB life?</title><content type='html'>Politically apathetic?&lt;br /&gt;I say no.&lt;br /&gt;My FB page is flooding with information about the upcoming election&lt;br /&gt;to the extent that I think it is a lot more updated that the news.&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, it reports things from various perspectives and not just the official view a.k.a politically correct view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so true that things have changed vastly over the years.&lt;br /&gt;Gone were the days when people only dare to comment on politics behind closed doors or in coffee shops where comments and views fly around like nobody's business therefore no one's name will be tagged on.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think it is good that young Singaporeans are concerned about the situation,&lt;br /&gt;at least they care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, friends on my Facebook seem to fit into 4 broad groups.&lt;br /&gt;1. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao-ons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the people who CONSTANTLY upload the latest news and of course, their views... basically spreading propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;It is not like they working for any party but these people just can't wait to share their viewpoints over this issue during this sensitive period.&lt;br /&gt;They go to rally, they re-watched the rally on YouTube and they make sure others (like me) view it too by sharing the videos.&lt;br /&gt;The election has taken over their mind, body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Like a disease, they try to spread &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The relac-one-corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every society, there is bound to be people who totally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bo-chap&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;which is a sad thing because it feels as Singapore is like any other dirt in the world and it just so happened that they live on it currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Aiyah, I am just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;little Singaporean. What can I do? This is too big a matter for me to have a say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar enough?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the point on "one little Singaporean",&lt;br /&gt;I mean our dearest MM Lee is also "one little Singaporean" but he did great things, didn't he?&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there are many other great Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;So at least try to keep up with what is happening... stop living in your own tiny world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The pissed-off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the ones who got really frustrated with the election because it seems like this is only issue everyone is concerned with right now.&lt;br /&gt;When life is only about one matter, one can go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;So these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pissed-off&lt;/span&gt; people started to shout on their pages,&lt;br /&gt;demanding others to stop talking about the election.&lt;br /&gt;I understand how it feels...&lt;br /&gt;and I think I am going to somewhat fall into this category soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The silent-killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I wanted to list this group "the silent ones" but it didn't seem cool.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these friends are extremely calm over the whole saga.&lt;br /&gt;They remain updated with the news but they don't share their views,&lt;br /&gt;either that or they are very careful with what they say.&lt;br /&gt;They appeared as if they are just onlookers but I think ultimately these are the people who cause all the unexpected twists in election's result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I am rather looking forward to the voting day on 7th May 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my little vote counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4034715540419647565?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4034715540419647565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4034715540419647565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4034715540419647565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4034715540419647565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-has-election-changed-my-fb-life.html' title='How has election changed my FB life?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6055349044454219807</id><published>2011-04-30T12:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T15:03:38.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My belief as a teacher.</title><content type='html'>I am not being stubborn if I am not listening to you,&lt;br /&gt;but rather, it is because I stand by my belief.&lt;br /&gt;That's right. This may be new to you,&lt;br /&gt;but I do have my belief, particularly as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;It is perfectly fine with me if you disagree with me,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't appreciate it when you dismiss my idea like the way you did just now.&lt;br /&gt;If I am easily persuaded, if I don't believe in what I teach,&lt;br /&gt;how will I be able to influence my students in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot prepare my students for all the possible life situations&lt;br /&gt;which they will face in the future,&lt;br /&gt;that is just humanly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is to inculcate the right moral values within them&lt;br /&gt;of which they can rely on as they make decisions in life.&lt;br /&gt;Just because the reality is harsh and the world is cruel,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean I ought to teach my kids to behave like all others out there for survival.&lt;br /&gt;That is your stand, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my students can grow up to be sensible adults,&lt;br /&gt;able to judge what's right and what's not because they know what's right and what's not.&lt;br /&gt;If I always believe in what everyone around me is saying,&lt;br /&gt;like how you expect me to,&lt;br /&gt;it only goes to show that I am not thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say,&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of my job.&lt;br /&gt;All I hope is that I will not get assimilated into the current culture.&lt;br /&gt;If that means that I will be alienated... by all means.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to remain true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some out there,&lt;br /&gt;much as you would like to peg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teaching&lt;/span&gt; to a supposedly reasonable salary...&lt;br /&gt;you just can't.&lt;br /&gt;Not everything can be weighed by money, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teaching&lt;/span&gt; is one good example.&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are always blinded by our own success,&lt;br /&gt;victims of our own success as some may say.&lt;br /&gt;But while you think that you are great, many others beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;So how about getting a little more down-to-earth and stop being conceited?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you had enough encounters to reflect upon this issue?&lt;br /&gt;Then why haven't you learnt?&lt;br /&gt;I am just speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6055349044454219807?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6055349044454219807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6055349044454219807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6055349044454219807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6055349044454219807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-belief-as-teacher.html' title='My belief as a teacher.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8688711963900167968</id><published>2011-04-25T23:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T14:32:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOH good of a holiday!</title><content type='html'>Back from BATAM!&lt;br /&gt;As bro has started working, we both decided to treat our dad to a short holiday.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to hongkong/taiwan but bro was unable to apply for leave so in the end, we settled for Batam, after all what we are looking for is some undisturbed family time together.&lt;br /&gt;Our last family oversea trip was almost a decade ago when Mama Soh was still around.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the three of us were really looking forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked a 3D2N holiday with Harris Resort that consists of a day tour, free massage, spa and sauna.&lt;br /&gt;Something new to Papa Soh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our ferry ride!&lt;br /&gt;After the long delay at Harbourfront terminal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224977_10150219181834245_523269244_8647186_7468028_n.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Don't go to Batam on long weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Wa lao~ The queue over at the terminal was crazily long.&lt;br /&gt;Things worsen over at our neighbouring country.&lt;br /&gt;An ultimate test of my (our) patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222603_10150219182154245_523269244_8647191_5190055_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/222473_10150219182284245_523269244_8647193_6653497_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the check-in, we grabbed a quick bite, rest a while and head for the massage in the hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223078_10150219182549245_523269244_8647200_7927980_n.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed for different huts for the massage.&lt;br /&gt;My masseuse gave my pack of old bones a good crack. SHIOK MAX!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take any photos as the spa does not provide locker for us and bro doesn't feel safe to leave his new digicam around.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these little huts are the massage room.&lt;br /&gt;A tranquil place indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/222401_10150219182729245_523269244_8647203_7058213_n.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our evening roaming at Nagoya Hill Shopping Center,&lt;br /&gt;buying some souvenirs for friends.&lt;br /&gt;And had the must-have A&amp;amp;W for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222718_10150219184659245_523269244_8647241_4978579_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/224167_10150219184689245_523269244_8647243_7426070_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217184_10150219184744245_523269244_8647245_4408488_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222562_10150219184854245_523269244_8647247_6736314_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;W Mascot!&lt;br /&gt;Does the bear have a name? Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/221996_10150219184439245_523269244_8647236_5019371_n.jpg" height="345" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Papa Soh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215959_10150219185154245_523269244_8647255_5637387_n.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easter day last sunday,&lt;br /&gt;and the hotel reared some chicks at its lobby.&lt;br /&gt;CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217582_10150219185574245_523269244_8647269_8322572_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222283_10150219185624245_523269244_8647271_4203580_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we had our breakkie at the hotel's cafe.&lt;br /&gt;I am such a sucker for intercontinental breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;isn't it great to be spoilt for choice for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;Bro wrote a comment card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/221795_10150219185789245_523269244_8647275_7880779_n.jpg" height="345" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reads, "We (more like him alone) like your fried noodles".&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, my vote goes to the omelette though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little early for the day tour so we took a walk outside the resort.&lt;br /&gt;As it was low tide, the view ain't that great.&lt;br /&gt;Dad claimed that the view was a whole lot better when he went alone earlier that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224850_10150219186439245_523269244_8647292_4837527_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222118_10150219186159245_523269244_8647283_4178237_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222456_10150219186279245_523269244_8647286_3187101_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223358_10150219186404245_523269244_8647290_579837_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took part in a easter day lucky draw before we went for the tour.&lt;br /&gt;That won me... a greeting saying, "Happy Easter!"&lt;br /&gt;How heartening! hahahah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/221855_10150219186054245_523269244_8647281_2055450_n.jpg" height="345" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop!&lt;br /&gt;A Buddhist temple!&lt;br /&gt;-_-"' totally shouldn't be fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Papa Soh didn't scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215424_10150219187479245_523269244_8647311_6581313_n.jpg" height="345" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217415_10150219187529245_523269244_8647312_3696888_n.jpg" height="345" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for others~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223140_10150219187699245_523269244_8647317_5086388_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/218040_10150219187619245_523269244_8647316_8137486_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to a Go-Kart arena that also features some miniatures of traditional Batam houses. But with all these woo~ haa~, all that caught our attention is a street performer- a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;It plays with a "gun", does the hula dance and some other acts.&lt;br /&gt;Although the monkey is being chained-up, I can tell that the owner dotes the monkey a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Think the chain is more like a safety measure to protect the tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218127_10150219189884245_523269244_8647381_2968031_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217715_10150219189939245_523269244_8647382_7495380_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/224835_10150219190059245_523269244_8647385_6606117_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/225028_10150219190154245_523269244_8647388_7110099_n.jpg" height="180" width="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la~&lt;br /&gt;Day tour is very very touristy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216163_10150219190684245_523269244_8647406_7686424_n.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our seafood lunch,&lt;br /&gt;Papa Soh and Bro headed for more shopping while I went for another round of massage, with full body scrub this time round, at a massage center near Batam City Shopping Centre.&lt;br /&gt;No photo from my side.&lt;br /&gt;But look what they two had without me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217399_10150219191754245_523269244_8647437_1635394_n.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to order A&amp;amp;W ice-cream on waffle, Bro said that the root beer float is fattening enough. As if this is not fattening lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to hotel at about 6+ and we went for a barbecue dinner.&lt;br /&gt;That's all one does at Batam.&lt;br /&gt;EAT, MASSAGE, SHOPPING and TIPPING.&lt;br /&gt;But relaxing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ferry ride back to Singapore nearly made me pee in my pants!&lt;br /&gt;First, the ferry is delayed. (Not scary lah, but frustrating!)&lt;br /&gt;Then, the captain announced that the ferry is overloaded and some passengers were asked to exit.&lt;br /&gt;When the ferry finally leave Waterfront City, it started raining heavily!&lt;br /&gt;As if things are not bad enough, the ferry suddenly stopped in the middle of the sea and the captain said that the propeller caught something and is stuck!&lt;br /&gt;By this time, the ferry is swaying like nobody's business with my bro sleeping his way through, my dad excited like a kid and me holding tightly to the arm-rest.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after it started moving ahead, there came yet announcement looking for a "Martin Teo Po Peng" and the announcement went on and on during the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Question is where is Martin Teo Po Peng?!?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my misery onboard didn't cease ok!&lt;br /&gt;Just when I got a little encouraged that I can see my beautiful sunny island from afar...&lt;br /&gt;Electricity got cut off... The engine stopped again!!!&lt;br /&gt;OH GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;Me again held on tightly to the arm-rest.&lt;br /&gt;My bro is still sleeping and this time round, my father too! -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it was a harmless scare again.&lt;br /&gt;But I started praying my way through.&lt;br /&gt;YES! I AM THAT KIASI!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I am not going to go on trips that require me to board small ferry again!&lt;br /&gt;I nearly cried, "LAND!!" when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, they are still looking for Martin Teo Po Peng.&lt;br /&gt;Mystery unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shopping ended with a final purchase at DFS - Bailey,&lt;br /&gt;which I couldn't resist and opened it the very night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/222456_10150219192599245_523269244_8647469_7571485_n.jpg" height="345" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the trip, I got to swim with Papa Soh.&lt;br /&gt;Cycle with them, on main road somemore!&lt;br /&gt;There is also small little arguments between my bro and papa during the trip but I think I did a fair job playing the middleman. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;And the trip made me realise that my papa is good in his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melayu&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It was a little difficult for bro and I to communicate with the locals in English,&lt;br /&gt;be it standard or colloquial... both failed badly.&lt;br /&gt;But because Papa Soh can speak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt;, we managed to get around just fine!&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Papa Soh talked a lot throughout the trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;Being very excited and happy, I guess.  =)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE OUR FAMILY TRIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I miss hub a lot during the three days.&lt;br /&gt;But I resisted from sms-ing due to the costly oversea tel-con charges.&lt;br /&gt;My husband is fighting the loneliness too! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Totally heartwarming to see his little messages on my study desk which I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMfHLh4K_xg/TbWnYdDEP_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/cmi9lrr7q1o/s1600/IMG_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMfHLh4K_xg/TbWnYdDEP_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/cmi9lrr7q1o/s320/IMG_1240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599565750261268466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more? To receive a present from him!!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw a suspicious looking arrangement of my stuffed toys, only to discover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TnUX1f0P94/TbWnYib5JVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BU693WsWlqs/s1600/IMG_1241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TnUX1f0P94/TbWnYib5JVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/BU693WsWlqs/s320/IMG_1241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599565751707575634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aixLW6dCihE/TbWnYq25vkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/MAx1trPBClQ/s1600/IMG_1242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aixLW6dCihE/TbWnYq25vkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/MAx1trPBClQ/s320/IMG_1242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599565753968344642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hello-Kitty Ipod/Iphone dock!&lt;br /&gt;I've already started using it, shall bring it over to our house in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8688711963900167968?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8688711963900167968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8688711963900167968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8688711963900167968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8688711963900167968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/04/soh-good-of-holiday.html' title='SOH good of a holiday!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMfHLh4K_xg/TbWnYdDEP_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/cmi9lrr7q1o/s72-c/IMG_1240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-4100756781608404335</id><published>2011-04-21T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:23:35.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Trip</title><content type='html'>My family and I are going for a short trip to Batam tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Wee~ Family time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4100756781608404335?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4100756781608404335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4100756781608404335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4100756781608404335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4100756781608404335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-trip.html' title='Family Trip'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3783913134397508440</id><published>2011-04-16T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:06:52.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As busy as can be.</title><content type='html'>Way too busy these days that it is a sin to blog.&lt;br /&gt;If I have the time, I ought to be studying or supervising renovation works or buying household items (for renovation).&lt;br /&gt;So yup! Renovation works over at our house has started.&lt;br /&gt;Although it is indeed much tougher to liaise directly with the sub-contractors,&lt;br /&gt;I would say our work paid off as we indeed save a lot through this arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, we know exactly how the sum of money is spent.&lt;br /&gt;But all these will not be possible if not for all the dear friends around us who did not hesitate to help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to graduation (that is if I pass my papers...),&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, I feel &lt;span class="eg parentof__eg__is__examp"&gt;an incredible &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;" class="b "&gt;sense of&lt;/strong&gt; relie&lt;/span&gt;f.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that I can be true to myself once again.&lt;br /&gt;The time in NIE made me realise that sometimes even when one puts in great effort, it is worthless when others don't see it.&lt;br /&gt;I have met some greats friends.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I got to know people who don't appreciate me.&lt;br /&gt;But this is life, no one is loved by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Besides all will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise to myself that once I made a decision, I won't look back.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have made the decision, that is true to myself... I won't regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3783913134397508440?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3783913134397508440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3783913134397508440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3783913134397508440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3783913134397508440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-busy-as-can-be.html' title='As busy as can be.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-101452620534932028</id><published>2011-04-03T17:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:48:58.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thought of graduation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Was hardly at home the past few weeks as I have been really really busy.&lt;br /&gt;Either I am at Eileen's house, slogging for the multiliteracy project&lt;br /&gt;or I will be out sourcing for items needed for renovation like lightings and sanitary wares.&lt;br /&gt;Although HDB did provide basic items like sinks, toilet bowls and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;we have decided to replace some of them for a more modern look.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; taking control of things, like liaising with the contractors, so that I can balance my life.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, though I am handling just a few things for our renovation,&lt;br /&gt;they are enough to wear me out.&lt;br /&gt;And we are so busy that we forgot all about the selection of wedding photos!&lt;br /&gt;The in-charge from the boutique had to call and book us one month in advance...&lt;br /&gt;I need more than 24 hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examination is round the corner, which also means I am going to graduate soon.&lt;br /&gt;While many of my school mates are &lt;s&gt;freaking&lt;/s&gt; excited about it,&lt;br /&gt;I am find myself stuck in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;I mean... you cannot deny that it is most fortunate to be a student right?&lt;br /&gt;A full-time one that is.&lt;br /&gt;You only need to get your ass in class for each lesson, execute good time management for assignments and preps for exams and seriously, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;But working is an entirely different story, is it?&lt;br /&gt;In school, if I have bad-ass classmates... I can show my black face and ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;At work, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;And handling those irritating political issues in office, not to mention childish, will already drain half of my energy away.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! But yet I need my paycheck... more than ever!&lt;br /&gt;Or rather I should say... NIE has become my comfort zone over the years.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt and grown so much during my time there.&lt;br /&gt;And I am going to miss the place!&lt;br /&gt;And all the dear friends I met there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Snap out of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;emo-shit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;already, VIOLET SOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You ain't the typical girl and you are not suitable for whiny stuff like this!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... I resort to giving myself prep-talk.&lt;br /&gt;The whole graduation is freaking me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-101452620534932028?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/101452620534932028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=101452620534932028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/101452620534932028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/101452620534932028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/04/was-hardly-at-home-past-few-weeks-as-i.html' title='The thought of graduation.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6168151294518365087</id><published>2011-03-27T14:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:28:11.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little actions of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; gave me this ugly-looking parcel yesterday when we went over to our flat to meet the contractors.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the box doesn't impress me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Not even a little.&lt;br /&gt;But my husband has this proud look on his face as he told me to open the parcel, of which I did, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVkPEL02UPs/TY7ZhFg_KGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KyhLhOrjlJk/s1600/IMG_1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVkPEL02UPs/TY7ZhFg_KGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KyhLhOrjlJk/s320/IMG_1054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588643350052808802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the present is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSSOrCYdgJc/TY7ZhDHlomI/AAAAAAAAAYk/-Y3-dwKMjVA/s1600/IMG_1055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSSOrCYdgJc/TY7ZhDHlomI/AAAAAAAAAYk/-Y3-dwKMjVA/s320/IMG_1055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588643349409407586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-94XpGQp7yzE/TY7ZhWHeX1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7hKJ2k1q1II/s1600/IMG_1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-94XpGQp7yzE/TY7ZhWHeX1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/7hKJ2k1q1II/s320/IMG_1056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588643354509205330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two SUPER DUPER CUTE stationery I chanced upon on an online store last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; must has seen me googling for them. =)&lt;br /&gt;I just love this sort of thoughtful actions from him.&lt;br /&gt;I know that they are just tape dispenser and scissors,&lt;br /&gt;but coupled with the sentimental value that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hub&lt;/span&gt; has added on,&lt;br /&gt;these presents now worth much more than its face value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better view of them online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shopless.com.sg/product_thumb.php?img=images/Office___Study/Untitled.jpg&amp;amp;w=379&amp;amp;h=500" height="300" width="220" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.shopless.com.sg/product_thumb.php?img=images/Office___Study/Bunny_Tape_Wh.jpg&amp;amp;w=333&amp;amp;h=500" height="300" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the way our relationship is going.&lt;br /&gt;It's like we are really close friends.&lt;br /&gt;We are like buddies who do idiotic tricks to each another.&lt;br /&gt;We are like sisters who share secrets and gossip together.&lt;br /&gt;And ya, we are husband and wife who are going to build our future together.&lt;br /&gt;The way our relationship works really amazes me some time.&lt;br /&gt;We are different,&lt;br /&gt;and I enjoy being different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 79th month-versary to you, my love. &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/17292039-6168151294518365087?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6168151294518365087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6168151294518365087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6168151294518365087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6168151294518365087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-actions-of-love.html' title='Little actions of love.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QVkPEL02UPs/TY7ZhFg_KGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/KyhLhOrjlJk/s72-c/IMG_1054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-2256854279361270531</id><published>2011-03-21T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:25:25.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The irony of (my) life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;when i have lots to write about,&lt;br /&gt;i have no time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;when i am out of inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;i find myself having the luxury to be seated comfortably in front of my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;this is, no doubt, the irony of my life.&lt;br /&gt;(at least as of this moment...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and putting on my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo-thinking cap&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i am just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;when will i be ever good enough?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have friends telling me that everyone is good in some ways (supposedly...)&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i am the exception in the above rule.&lt;br /&gt;i am mediocre in all the things that i do.&lt;br /&gt;and the worst of all?&lt;br /&gt;i am not even working enough to close the gap.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i ought to give myself a tight slap.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, i already did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while no one is perfect,&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be one who have too much flaws.&lt;br /&gt;i have friends who tell me to stop listening and believing the bullshit that people around me are saying and i can't...&lt;br /&gt;because the ideas are deeply rooted in me.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel useless.&lt;br /&gt;i always do.&lt;br /&gt;i just pretend that i don't, with hope that i will shake the feeling away someday.&lt;br /&gt;what a hypocrite huh?&lt;br /&gt;and no, i didn't lose to the world.&lt;br /&gt;i lost to myself.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is my inferior complexity that leads to my quarrelsome character.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is my fear that leads to my competitive self.&lt;br /&gt;i should step out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i should learn to behave like me.&lt;br /&gt;if i am timid, i shouldn't pretend to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;if i am selfish, i shouldn't act like i am not.&lt;br /&gt;if i am pessimistic, i shouldn't feign happiness.&lt;br /&gt;if i am nobody, i shouldn't try to be somebody.&lt;br /&gt;but it is crazy to think that i don't even know which is the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"at times like this, i realise that only in front of you...&lt;br /&gt;i can be me. i can be useless because even so, you find me special.&lt;br /&gt;even if the world thinks i am worthless, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;but it is funny that you love me for who i am when i sometimes wonder who i really am."&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/17292039-2256854279361270531?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2256854279361270531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2256854279361270531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2256854279361270531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2256854279361270531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/03/irony-of-my-life.html' title='The irony of (my) life!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-1954391704253056750</id><published>2011-03-13T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:40:26.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drained.</title><content type='html'>i am seriously freaking tired!&lt;br /&gt;since we have gotten our keys last wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;we have met up with 2 contractors to discuss the renovation details of our flat&lt;br /&gt;and also, went to ikea twice to purchase items for our house. &lt;br /&gt;besides, we have the upcoming photoshoot to handle (which is TOMORROW!).&lt;br /&gt;so now, i am both physically and mentally drained. &lt;br /&gt;happy, but really tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been paying much attention to my school work.&lt;br /&gt;while i am lucky that this semester i only have three modules to handle,&lt;br /&gt;two in fact, it doesn't mean that i should put in less effort.&lt;br /&gt;feeling irritated that work is being chucked aside (by me) because of the ongoing wedding preparation. &lt;br /&gt;i need more than 24 hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, &lt;br /&gt;i would like to take a moment from my life and pray for the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;hope life will get back to normal for them.&lt;br /&gt;the road of recovery is long, but i believe the unity among them will aid them along their way. &lt;br /&gt;and also, this event made me realise that i actually have "friends" from facebook who are completely brainless. &lt;br /&gt;i tried not to use these harsh words, but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;the comments they made online are very irresponsible and to some extent, heartless. &lt;br /&gt;i feel disgusted to know that i actually have friends like these. &lt;br /&gt;not trying to get everyone to be like a golden retriever of which everyone is its friend. &lt;br /&gt;but at least, have a heart. &lt;br /&gt;gain some IQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-1954391704253056750?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/1954391704253056750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=1954391704253056750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1954391704253056750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1954391704253056750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/03/drained.html' title='drained.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5552009669607648496</id><published>2011-03-05T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:20:09.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Building a future together.</title><content type='html'>The much anticipated day is finally over, and done with,&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; and i are now proud owners of our very own house.&lt;br /&gt;I was very very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gan-chiong&lt;/span&gt; yesterday while at hdb hub because I am afraid that things might go wrong during the key collection process.&lt;br /&gt;I almost had a nervous breakdown, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Hub took a reading of my pulse and my heart was pounding at 108 beats per minute!&lt;br /&gt;And my stupid husband cannot stop laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was calm but when I held his hand...&lt;br /&gt;his palm was freaking cold, colder than mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"What? I am VERY excited what. That's all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh well~ man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our auspicious door-opening is before 5 p.m so although our appointment is at 3 p.m, hub and i reached that at about 2 p.m,&lt;br /&gt;with a teeny-weeny hope that they can attend to us early.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is actually not that bad since hdb hub is just a couple of minutes walk away from my current home.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, our queue number was called out only at 3 p.m. sharp!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, time wasted.&lt;br /&gt;The process was pretty simple and took only about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After which, we immediately went straight to yishun.&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, jade spring at yishun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181505_10150204084098849_781303848_8840997_2788948_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door-opening "ceremony" was performed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; and his father.&lt;br /&gt;Just some throwing of rice and chanting of good luck charm.&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. after waiting for 3 years... the truth is out.&lt;br /&gt;Our view is completely blocked by the multi-storey carpark.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I will be very disappointed but strangely, I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;I supposed I was too overwhelmed by the feeling of excitement that I wasn't that bothered about the view.&lt;br /&gt;The unit is brightly lit and airy, the allocation of space within the unit is good, the service yard enjoys the eastern sun and everyone felt comfortable inside the unit.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;I mean... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WE ARE FREAKING HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at our naked house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196294_10150102221537341_672097340_6953186_6316829_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196470_10150102220652341_672097340_6953170_3077333_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180757_10150211986873849_781303848_8925412_2581968_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199194_10150102221117341_672097340_6953179_7811083_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198218_10150102221997341_672097340_6953194_3157479_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the woo~ and arr~,&lt;br /&gt;we went to Ikea at Tampines!&lt;br /&gt;But on our way there, we passed by seletar reservoir and we stopped to take some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189716_10150102222547341_672097340_6953203_1237877_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197878_10150102222677341_672097340_6953204_2408951_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196306_10150102223927341_672097340_6953229_4922538_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199302_10150102225272341_672097340_6953252_2573555_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/197498_10150102225177341_672097340_6953251_2072431_n.jpg" height="360" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198638_10150102224862341_672097340_6953246_6355732_n.jpg" height="360" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a place under our names.&lt;br /&gt;A home which we are going to build.&lt;br /&gt;A family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190776_10150102220967341_672097340_6953176_3580828_n.jpg" height="280" width="400" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5552009669607648496?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5552009669607648496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5552009669607648496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5552009669607648496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5552009669607648496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/03/building-future-together.html' title='Building a future together.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6546641108121065189</id><published>2011-02-28T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:11:32.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March towards MARCH!</title><content type='html'>I am super (x100) looking forward to MARCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Because after waiting for a good 3 years, we are finally getting the keys to our house!&lt;br /&gt;I can still vividly remember the excitement we had when we applied and selected our flat back in 2008. Checking the portal everyday to see if we get to select an unit or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;IT IS FINALLY HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that we will be able to open our door on the very day itself.&lt;br /&gt;GuanYinMa rocks big time!&lt;br /&gt;Weets~ March will be a busy month for us as we meet up for ID and contractors.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And not forgetting our photoshoot on the 14th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6546641108121065189?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6546641108121065189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6546641108121065189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6546641108121065189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6546641108121065189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/02/march-towards-march.html' title='March towards MARCH!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5148423007990167541</id><published>2011-02-23T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:40:51.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new healthy ME!</title><content type='html'>Had been ill for the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;battling fever, sore throat (most dreadful!) and running nose.&lt;br /&gt;Spent a total of 100 bucks on the medical bills!!! Wails~&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the doctors are taking advantages of us,&lt;br /&gt;the helpless and weak patients...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I get in return?&lt;br /&gt;A lot of pills, shown below.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... well... and my health plus more antibodies I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TWS1ww0sWGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ejPprDT8H5A/BB_Photo.png" style="border: medium none; width: 239px; height: 281px;" 400="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG BIG thank you to Papa Soh!&lt;br /&gt;Who looked after me day and night until hub stayed over last night to look after me.&lt;br /&gt;My dad was freaking worried.&lt;br /&gt;To calm himself down, he always says, "You are better today hor..." as he touches my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing my condition, I will (without fail!) give him the (-_-"') look.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Soh was super busy on Monday, so I went to a nearby clinic alone.&lt;br /&gt;But when I didn't seem to get better by Tuesday, in fact it got worse,&lt;br /&gt;Papa Soh then cabbed down to Bishan with me when I decided to doc-hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thank you to my bro.&lt;br /&gt;Who did the housework for the past few days!&lt;br /&gt;And for his constant nagging. HAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, of course it is to HUB.&lt;br /&gt;Also for his constant nagging.&lt;br /&gt;And also, for playing the role of a maid for a night.&lt;br /&gt;He literally became my hands yest. night, looking after me.&lt;br /&gt;And for the sweet lil. note on the label of the most horrible ANTIBIOTIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Uploaded from BlogBooster" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TWS2UpCVzjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/x8bSI6_3fNo/BB_Photo.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TWS2UpCVzjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/x8bSI6_3fNo/BB_Photo.png" style="border: medium none; width: 459px; height: 352px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some extent, I am a little glad that I have finally fallen sick.&lt;br /&gt;Since last semester, I have been suppressing all the flu that had struck as I kept telling myself that I have no time and I cannot afford to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;So I have this feeling that there is this nasty little bug inside me that is waiting to attack me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;And luckily, it decides to strike during recess week!&lt;br /&gt;At least, I don't have to worry about my assignments, readings and what have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel healthy again!&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE BUG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5148423007990167541?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5148423007990167541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5148423007990167541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5148423007990167541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5148423007990167541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/02/brand-new-healthy-me.html' title='Brand new healthy ME!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TWS1ww0sWGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ejPprDT8H5A/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-6062494636830140474</id><published>2011-02-21T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:10:55.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkVDffKFDDQ/TWHzgtvHzUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DvOLTY13m8c/s1600/183286_10150401235560430_513425429_17638672_5875969_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkVDffKFDDQ/TWHzgtvHzUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DvOLTY13m8c/s320/183286_10150401235560430_513425429_17638672_5875969_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576005557019987266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment we shared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6062494636830140474?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6062494636830140474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6062494636830140474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6062494636830140474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6062494636830140474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/02/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkVDffKFDDQ/TWHzgtvHzUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DvOLTY13m8c/s72-c/183286_10150401235560430_513425429_17638672_5875969_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-284913293450921846</id><published>2011-02-14T14:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T15:38:35.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Valentine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Fiolex Girls;font-size:200%;"  &gt;Happy St. Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;may all be loved. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i were too busy with work and our hands are tight handling our wedding and home preparation so we don't have a celebration this year.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, he owns me a dress!&lt;br /&gt;he is getting used to me being practical &lt;s&gt;unromantic&lt;/s&gt; so he decided to drop the flower this year and use the money to get me a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;KUDOS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HUB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since i still haven't find one that i really like, he is temporarily "spared".&lt;br /&gt;i did a search online on the origin of st. valentine day with the hope to see so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-so-sweet&lt;/span&gt; story,&lt;br /&gt;but truth is there is no documentation on the day comes about and the closest relevance would be that some saints, of the name valentine, were honoured on this day.&lt;br /&gt;no romance leh.&lt;br /&gt;true to my belief, valentine's day is a commercial gimmick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wedding update!&lt;br /&gt;after receiving super SUCKY attitude from one of the videographers we wished to engage&lt;br /&gt;and feeling @%#$*^@#!!&lt;br /&gt;we have settled for our photography and videography package.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;also, after our first shopping trip for our mattress...&lt;br /&gt;we bought ours too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://serta.com.sg/images/constellation.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so impulsive right? hahaha. that's us!&lt;br /&gt;after my first visit to Serta with Eil and Jonas,&lt;br /&gt;and trying on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Constellation &lt;/span&gt;mattress, i knew that this is the kind of mattress for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;true enough, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; loves it when we went to try it yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;no matter how poor we might be, there are things that we cannot compromise&lt;br /&gt;and the bed is one of these items.&lt;br /&gt;coupled with the good service we received and attractive promotion,&lt;br /&gt;we really couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;on our way home last night, we were both imagining how nice it would be if we could plop ourselves onto &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Constellation &lt;/span&gt;when we reach home. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, part of our day was spent with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mahjong-ing &lt;/span&gt;with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182692_10150089092147341_672097340_6824283_5078139_n.jpg" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog is such a genius!!!&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-284913293450921846?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/284913293450921846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=284913293450921846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/284913293450921846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/284913293450921846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-st.html' title='St. Valentine.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4389369805102197672</id><published>2011-02-12T02:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T02:53:48.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one thing I can't live without...</title><content type='html'>A DVD player.&lt;br /&gt;My current TV in my room is failing on me, and every time I switch on the TV, it goes hay-wired and I need to "knock some sense into it" to get it working. &lt;br /&gt;But well, I have survived a good 3 months thus far, dealing with the situation everyday. I treat it like a game, kind of like it is competing with me to see who leaves the house first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my DVD player "died" as well. If the TV is brain-dead, the DVD player is a hopeless death.It is a torture! I cannot stop buying the discs but I cannot watch them because the player is not in working condition. Just one week, and I &lt;em&gt;buay tahan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's bye-bye my Philips Knight. &lt;a title="Uploaded from BlogBooster" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TVWBhZWTaGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Qzi1oxHZeXU/BB_Photo.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TVWBhZWTaGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Qzi1oxHZeXU/BB_Photo.png" width="400" height="275" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Philips Blackie! &lt;a title="Uploaded from BlogBooster" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TVWCimohVpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qv7G6ndPlzM/BB_Photo.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TVWCimohVpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qv7G6ndPlzM/BB_Photo.png" width="400" height="275" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="BB_SIGN_BEGIN"&gt;&lt;img alt="BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; for the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;and I really like this sweet feeling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is going to be my last year to receive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pow&lt;/span&gt; from my/our relatives&lt;br /&gt;so I kinda enjoyed those moments when the elders said, "学业进步" or even "青春永驻" as they hand the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pow&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, next year I will be giving out the blessing as well.&lt;br /&gt;Better brush up on some Chinese well wishes. =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was contemplating on whether to "reserve" the 2-dollars notes for packing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang pows &lt;/span&gt;next year but after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;calculated the amount of 2-dollars notes we need for next year...&lt;br /&gt;There is just no point in keeping the notes because they are not enough!&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I hate to queue up in banks for the exchanging of new notes!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a reunion lunch with *clic this year.&lt;br /&gt;After being friends for more than a decade, this was our first reunion meal together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs782.ash1/167265_127774533960082_100001826087892_154589_1821911_n.jpg" height="290" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that it is not a full attendance again.&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we all have more commitments in life.&lt;br /&gt;And this made me cherish such gathering with my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we all need a "pause" button in life, to stop things for a moment and enjoy life as it is,&lt;br /&gt;while we are all tired from all the challenges we face each day&lt;br /&gt;it is knowing that true friends are with you that makes life a little easier, a little happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6066795060987311886?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6066795060987311886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6066795060987311886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6066795060987311886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6066795060987311886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-2011.html' title='CNY 2011'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7039360805356501141</id><published>2011-01-29T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:10:03.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An ego issue.</title><content type='html'>it's a beautiful saturday and i can't believe that i am actually at home trying to work my ass off for my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;i know, you can't believe it too right?!&lt;br /&gt;but with the long new year break comes e-learning and assignments which basically means death of brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;i aim to complete my stuff, as in whatever on hand, by monday.&lt;br /&gt;and then say bye-bye to NIEportal for like a week before i slog again.&lt;br /&gt;i survived the challenge of 7 modules in one semester, nothing can be tougher than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after years of believing that i am a man,&lt;br /&gt;i think i ought to stop.&lt;br /&gt;with my ego at its all-time high, i think&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub &lt;/span&gt;can't handle it anymore. hah.&lt;br /&gt;well, he has gotten his bonus from work and upon discussion,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpow &lt;/span&gt;to his parents.&lt;br /&gt;and then silly&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub &lt;/span&gt; decided to give me an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpow &lt;/span&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;and... i... REJECTED it.&lt;br /&gt;my ego got it there.&lt;br /&gt;he was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;i am shocked too. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hate the feeling of people giving me money like this.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? I CANNOT EARN MYSELF IS IT?!&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. my reason for rejecting the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpow &lt;/span&gt;is because i know this is&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt;'s hard-earned money and he always put himself last. i hate that.&lt;br /&gt;i want him to think less of me, less of us and more of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; woman.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;ehh... what i mean is...&lt;br /&gt;i am a woman but a tough one though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7039360805356501141?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7039360805356501141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7039360805356501141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7039360805356501141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7039360805356501141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/01/ego-issue.html' title='An ego issue.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-875496607836520</id><published>2011-01-26T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:01:53.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Gown Selection: Checked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i spent the whole of yesterday at the bridal boutique for the gown selection.&lt;br /&gt;i tried so many gowns and now my back is aching and my fingers are tired after all the zipping.&lt;br /&gt;unlike the previous gown selection for our rom,&lt;br /&gt;this time round i make sure i think through all the possible details (which i can think of) before i made my decision and instead of the usual "everything is nice",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gave me a lot of comments this time round but as usual,&lt;br /&gt;he was super patient. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;the photos are taken secretly in the fitting room. hee.&lt;br /&gt;read on to find out which one i picked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026425_475.jpg?1295974279" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026402_475.jpg?1295974167" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026397_475.jpg?1295974095" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026328_475.jpg?1295973501" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026478_475.jpg?1295974716" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026482_475.jpg?1295974805" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, we almost chose this piece.&lt;br /&gt;nice cut, detailed embroidery and beautiful trail.&lt;br /&gt;and we keep this piece for a second selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026484_475.jpg?1295974825" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026502_475.jpg?12959751501" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didn't we?&lt;br /&gt;because after trying a few more dresses, we realised that this dress has no focus.&lt;br /&gt;as in there are details everywhere and it can be a little overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;our final decision turned out to be a really simple one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026495_475.jpg?1295974997" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026475_475.jpg?1295974650" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the asymmetrical design!&lt;br /&gt;and folks, that is not all.&lt;br /&gt;still have evening gown, and outdoor gowns to choose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026530_475.jpg?1295975346" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026497_475.jpg?1295975039" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026441_475.jpg?1295974360" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026487_475.jpg?1295974886" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026333_475.jpg?12959736071" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026376_475.jpg?1295973954" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026461_475.jpg?1295974445" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026479_475.jpg?1295974737" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026332_475.jpg?1295973585" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026345_475.jpg?1295973770" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we caught between the last two gowns.&lt;br /&gt;well, the green one makes me look skinny and the crystals super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling bling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the pink + yellow has a young and vibrant feel to it plus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling bling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we chose the pink + yellow one.&lt;br /&gt;you may think that the green one looks good but when i saw it this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;it is in fact in lime green, highlighter kinda green. i don't like. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;outdoor gowns.&lt;br /&gt;i am a little upset that i can't carry the short dress with a lovely long trail.&lt;br /&gt;i am too short for it! (i think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026464_475.jpg?1295974466" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026446_475.jpg?1295974382" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026471_475.jpg?1295974560" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026329_475.jpg?1295973522" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we chose these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026501_475.jpg?1295975121" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026473_475.jpg?1295974611" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026420_475.jpg?1295974258" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026343_475.jpg?1295973730" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026434_475.jpg?1295974323" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://image001.mywedding.com/18/026/18026398_475.jpg?1295974114" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-875496607836520?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/875496607836520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=875496607836520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/875496607836520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/875496607836520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/01/gown-selection-checked.html' title='Gown Selection: Checked!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5039635839810142359</id><published>2011-01-18T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:57:50.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>在家靠父母，出外靠朋友</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre id="best-answer-content"&gt;在家靠父母，出外靠朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this statement really does apply to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not too sure if i am a people person but i am indeed blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with quite a number of really amazing friends in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they are very supportive and VERY VERY helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am so touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;was on fb chat with prissy just now, discussing on the reno. for our flats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and she mentioned that i have a lot of lobangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my instant thought was, "got meh?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but on a second thought, what she said was quite true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and these lobangs came from my friends. our friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'s buddy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, volunteered to source for sub-contractors for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because he has the contacts due to his line of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;he even volunteered to drive us around when we go for shopping trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for the household items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the second person is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, a good friend i made back in my poly days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and i plan our reno, we realised that it is quite difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to convey our ideas to others but sadly, both of us can't draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and then i called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;he is an interior designer, quite a good one some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but he specializes in designing office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i told him my request that i need someone to draw my idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;of the kitchen cabinet and feature wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but he actually volunteered to design the whole flat for me and also,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to accompany me to kino. to source for ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahaha. swee lah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but i rejected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i am sure he is able to come up with an excellent design but problem is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i don't have the budget to make his design comes true leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahaha. so just need to draw the kitchen cabinet and feature wall lah. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and yes, he is not going to charge a single cent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;next, miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sarah Ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;eil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;advised me to call along a friend to help out during my outdoor photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;initially, i was kinda afraid that i don't have such a friend to help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;because most of them are working/ studying and i intend to take the shoot on a week day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but when i smsed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;much to my surprise, her reply was, "SURE!!! I would love to!!! Anytime!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my friends are really awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;all of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;from clic, 1b22 and also, NIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you know who you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GIRLS! and guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5039635839810142359?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5039635839810142359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5039635839810142359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5039635839810142359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5039635839810142359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='在家靠父母，出外靠朋友'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-1870724548282082417</id><published>2011-01-16T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:41:01.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's more important than the product is the the service.</title><content type='html'>Well, at least the above title is my belief.&lt;br /&gt;I could be in love with the product but if the sales personnel were to be rude, in any way, I will walk off. Even if it is the Chanel bag which I have been eyeing for the longest time, I will walk off.&lt;br /&gt;(But I will go back another day and buy it from another sales personnel though! HAH!)&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, I find myself going back to a particular store because of the service they provide and not just the product.&lt;br /&gt;At least that is true for the salon which I am now going to.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE hairdressers who constantly talk as they are serving me,&lt;br /&gt;on how bad my hair is, which product (on their shelf!) is good for me and how they cannot achieve the style I have in mind because of my supposedly lousy hair.&lt;br /&gt;This is bullshit! Maybe you should brush up on your skills and not only focus on your sales talk!&lt;br /&gt;After lots of salon hopping, I finally land on one with a hairdresser who can deliver and does not push his products at all.&lt;br /&gt;He just try his best to do up my hair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remember the snobbish look which those idiotic sales personnel gave when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I went to Cartier for our wedding bands. I was very angry at that moment and when I was about to walk out, a young sales personnel walked over. And man, his service was good! He was patient in explaining the various series of rings which could be suitable for us as we wanted to mix-and-match our wedding bands instead of getting identical pair and he gave us lots of free space and time so that we could make a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And service was that exact reason why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I chose Goodwood Park for our banquet,&lt;br /&gt;our hotel co-ordinator was very detailed in explaining the package he could offer and he tried his best to fine-tune the package to our needs.&lt;br /&gt;Even after we have paid our deposit, he continued to 'fight' for us whereby he got approval from his boss and got us more items.&lt;br /&gt;Because of his attitude, I am indeed quite assured that we are in good hands for our banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people in the service line should remember that their job is to help the potential customers in finding a product they are looking for and that they are not in the position to judge or worse, choose their customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;I just saw a fellow colleague commenting on the govt's policy and it sort of showcased his unhappiness about our salary scale. Now, that is one thing I dislike about some teachers who cannot stop complaining about how miserable their pay is. Is that all that matters? Only the money? Then you might not be suitable for the job, pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, if you want better pay... Just performed well.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a diploma holder, I can understand your woes.&lt;br /&gt;Since if you are not,  just stop whining and do your job well!&lt;br /&gt;Your constant whining is getting you nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-1870724548282082417?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/1870724548282082417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=1870724548282082417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1870724548282082417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1870724548282082417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-more-important-than-product-is.html' title='What&apos;s more important than the product is the the service.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7388847848405246979</id><published>2011-01-13T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:36:06.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Blue Box.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;img src='http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs795.ash1/168586_486932902340_672097340_6613306_6485236_n.jpg' height='400' width='300'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I totally ♥ Tiffany and Co.&lt;br/&gt;After claiming the items I sent for servicing,&lt;br/&gt;I bought myself another new bracelet.&lt;br/&gt;And yes, I am broke after that.&lt;br/&gt;Left with less than 10 bucks to spend a day, when is stipend coming in huh?&lt;br/&gt;It is really time for me to watch my spending.&lt;br/&gt;='( Let me start work soon (a.k.a. gimme my pay!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That aside, I heard a really bad news today.&lt;br/&gt;And seriously, when I saw the message... I went, "F***" and then "Oh crap, oh crap".&lt;br/&gt;A good friend of mine has just lost his father, it took me quite a while to digest the news.&lt;br/&gt;All I can say is life is unpredictable and this is the time for him to be ever stronger for himself and his family.&lt;br/&gt;As friends, we will definitely be there for you.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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How sad right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I saw an interesting news in the papers and I snapped it using my iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Uploaded from BlogBooster" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSxT1rcx5uI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NvKCC1wfBHE/BB_Photo.png"&gt;&lt;img height="250" width="350" alt="Newspaper Article" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSxT1rcx5uI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NvKCC1wfBHE/BB_Photo.png" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the news proves my point,&lt;br /&gt;And since I will definitely continue to share this knowledge with my friends as I really enjoy sharing what I know and learn from others,&lt;br /&gt;my experience taught me that it would be wiser to have evidence.&lt;br /&gt;In future, should anyone doubt my words,&lt;br /&gt;I will search for this picture in my phone and smack it right in their faces. HAH!&lt;span id="BB_SIGN_BEGIN"&gt;&lt;img alt="BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the first to reach.&lt;br /&gt;And again! Again, we took photos like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hub &lt;/span&gt;is a vainpot like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwAtrXh-3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oVpr7U0o054/s1600/Pic%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwAtrXh-3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oVpr7U0o054/s320/Pic%2B%25284%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560820424631253874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to Arena when the duo arrived,&lt;br /&gt;with Zijiang and SoonWah joining us at a later time after they end work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwEFbd7L6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/y5FhuThWcfc/s1600/Pic%2B%252840%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwEFbd7L6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/y5FhuThWcfc/s320/Pic%2B%252840%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560824131214847906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The in-house live band at Arena put up a really impressive performance.&lt;br /&gt;While Timbre is a nice place to chill out with friends with bands performing ballads,&lt;br /&gt;Arena is filled with House and Rock music that make you dance your night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwEFO-jn4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/OrIv776osds/s1600/Pic%2B%25287%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwEFO-jn4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/OrIv776osds/s320/Pic%2B%25287%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560824127862054786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining two joined us only at 11+ and by then, we have already finished half a bottle of Chivas and almost all the mixer.&lt;br /&gt;And I think we got a little too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwE7MKdWTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SVk2vppWgeA/s1600/Pic%2B%252841%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwE7MKdWTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SVk2vppWgeA/s320/Pic%2B%252841%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560825054819604786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then spent the rest of the night shouting into each other's ears,&lt;br /&gt;cracked silly jokes and laughed like mad people.&lt;br /&gt;While everyone claim that they don't get drunk easily,&lt;br /&gt;they went all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And when JH posted the photos up on FB the next day,&lt;br /&gt;some of them actually cannot remember that they did all the stupid things!&lt;br /&gt;No, not me.&lt;br /&gt;I clearly remember what went on.&lt;br /&gt;And I was totally sober.&lt;br /&gt;My tolerance for Chivas is way higher than beer, I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;Half a pint of beer and it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bye-bye&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwHEt1MowI/AAAAAAAAAWk/f3U2mt0Y2QM/s1600/Pic%2B%252842%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwHEt1MowI/AAAAAAAAAWk/f3U2mt0Y2QM/s320/Pic%2B%252842%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560827417499312898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwHErcXgqI/AAAAAAAAAWs/D8CPy5OLjek/s1600/Pic%2B%252843%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwHErcXgqI/AAAAAAAAAWs/D8CPy5OLjek/s320/Pic%2B%252843%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560827416858296994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs073.snc6/168382_10150119363173824_665028823_7724961_3525998_n.jpg" height="240" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the night with supper at 925.&lt;br /&gt;With Btat constantly asking where we are? And where is the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;And yup... that's me, with a headache.&lt;br /&gt;After some beer and a horrible cab ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwJclOECTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pkr5Y0xvFXk/s1600/Pic%2B%252838%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwJclOECTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/pkr5Y0xvFXk/s320/Pic%2B%252838%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560830026527803698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt a little better after I put on JH's wristband,&lt;br /&gt;some sort of band that helps one in balancing?&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a gimmick and he was promoting it all night.&lt;br /&gt;He is not selling it, just a big fan, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwJc9Rl6MI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xbd3DMrZFpk/s1600/Pic%2B%252839%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwJc9Rl6MI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xbd3DMrZFpk/s320/Pic%2B%252839%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560830032985057474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we had a crazier time at 925.&lt;br /&gt;We CANNOT stop laughing at all.&lt;br /&gt;From laughing at Soon Wah's wanton mee with mayonnaise to the prawn mee that took forever to come and to the shocking expression of the prawn mee uncle.&lt;br /&gt;We basically laughed at every thing.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;ending this post with HAPPY 25th DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had helluva fun and like the birthday gift from us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwEEz9MaTI/AAAAAAAAAWE/aP4oEiQwOMs/s1600/Pic%2B%252836%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSwEEz9MaTI/AAAAAAAAAWE/aP4oEiQwOMs/s320/Pic%2B%252836%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560824120608581938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3236225017210467965?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3236225017210467965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3236225017210467965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3236225017210467965'/><link 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type='html'>sorry for the lack of updates,&lt;br /&gt;been busy trying to party my ass off these few days since my holidays are ending.&lt;br /&gt;YES, ending though it just started.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i guess i can continue party my way through the next semester because i got a fantastic timetable!&lt;br /&gt;with 2 off-days and in the same class as eil for both our electives!!!&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the hdb issue has been resolved.&lt;br /&gt;with that settled, we can now wait patiently for the collection of the keys.&lt;br /&gt;which i guess would commence in the next month. excited!&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't call it a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love nest&lt;/span&gt;, i have always disliked this term.&lt;br /&gt;how about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our future home&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-17292039.post-1515941259853023760</id><published>2011-01-03T15:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:33:31.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed.</title><content type='html'>the way HDB staff does things just pissed me off. big time.&lt;br /&gt;as our flat is coming along in march,&lt;br /&gt;HDB requires us to submit our financial documents for the application of the housing loan and we did.&lt;br /&gt;however, as i am currently stucked in this awkward situation of being on no-pay leave,&lt;br /&gt;i have no CPF contribution for the past year.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i took the initiative to contact MOE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and obtained a letter of employment stating my situation. and i submitted this whole package of documents to HDB on the 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week later,&lt;br /&gt;HDB sent a letter to us stating that we submitted the wrong CPF documents which i quickly rectified and emailed the correct documents to HDB last thursday.&lt;br /&gt;and being a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gan chiong spider, &lt;/span&gt;i called the HDB staff last friday to ensure that she has received  the documents and that things are in its order again.&lt;br /&gt;but she was on leave.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, fine.&lt;br /&gt;it is the celebration of a new year, who am i to criticise her on that?&lt;br /&gt;so i waited and i called again today.&lt;br /&gt;she said she didn't receive my email!&lt;br /&gt;as the email will go through the central system and time is tight,&lt;br /&gt;i asked for her personal work email so that we can speed up the process.&lt;br /&gt;and she said she received the email! -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she moved on to say that my CPF contribution seems wrong as there ain't much contribution hence i went on explaining my situation to her and i told her that in the previous package, i have included the hardcopy of the letter of employment from MOE.&lt;br /&gt;and then, she pressed on.&lt;br /&gt;indicating that i need to prove that i am a full-time student and i have to make the declaration that i am unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;of which i can't! obviously!&lt;br /&gt;because i am employed, just that i am on no-pay!&lt;br /&gt;then i rephrased my words and explained my case again.&lt;br /&gt;somehow she didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;thus i referred her to the letter of employment.&lt;br /&gt;and this is when i realised why she couldn't understand my point.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't have the letter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she claimed that the letter is with the sales department!&lt;br /&gt;but woman, i need you... the loan department to approve my application and that very document is important for this purpose! so when is this document separated from the rest of the documents?!&lt;br /&gt;of course i didn't use these words!&lt;br /&gt;i merely asked her, "ehh, so the document is missing now?"&lt;br /&gt;and she said, "I am not sure..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST!&lt;br /&gt;so how do i go about settling this issue now?&lt;br /&gt;she got my number and she told me that the finance department will give me a call.&lt;br /&gt;and i can do is wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 document.&lt;br /&gt;required by 3 departments.&lt;br /&gt;is now missing.&lt;br /&gt;you guys really should reflect on your system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt;: just as i fret about the HLE application issue, this letter appeared in my letter box today. it is a letter from MOE and it is a letter of employment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSGIsrF2jvI/AAAAAAAAAV0/t6wLFr0tLJk/s1600/Temp.%2BPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSGIsrF2jvI/AAAAAAAAAV0/t6wLFr0tLJk/s320/Temp.%2BPhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557873716214796018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i emailed MOE two weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea who to send to and i sent my request to two departments.&lt;br /&gt;just trying my luck.&lt;br /&gt;the first one, replied me within a day and the document they gave me is now a missing document in HDB.&lt;br /&gt;the second one, is the one i just received!&lt;br /&gt;although it took them two weeks but this document is going to save us!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guanyinma po pi&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;shall wait for the call from HDB finance department before i hand this in...&lt;br /&gt;what if they lose it again? =P&lt;div 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title='Pissed.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TSGIsrF2jvI/AAAAAAAAAV0/t6wLFr0tLJk/s72-c/Temp.%2BPhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-6069215734784591784</id><published>2010-12-31T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T16:08:40.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new year.</title><content type='html'>2010 has been a challenging year for me.&lt;br /&gt;school work was way tougher than it was back in the good o' dip/ed days&lt;br /&gt;and the hectic timetable and deadlines made things worse.&lt;br /&gt;but i, or rather, we survived.&lt;br /&gt;i took on a brand perspective in viewing my family&lt;br /&gt;and also, my definition of a family.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, we will all be happier.&lt;br /&gt;not just my definition of family changed,&lt;br /&gt;i guess my definition of friend changed too.&lt;br /&gt;it is really nothing bad,&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that i learnt something new.&lt;br /&gt;getting hitched to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; of six years was probably the most happening event in 2010 for me.&lt;br /&gt;after all, we moved on to a new phrase&lt;br /&gt;now, as part of each other's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is not a happy day for me&lt;br /&gt;and it is disturbing because i really wanted to end my blog post for 2010 with more heartfelt thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;but it is getting into me and i just can't think.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i am really looking forward to 2011.&lt;br /&gt;something strange for me to say since i have always disliked changes.&lt;br /&gt;but i really think 2011 is going to be a really good year,&lt;br /&gt;for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new flat is ready,&lt;br /&gt;my career is finally going to kick start&lt;br /&gt;and my dad can finally go on a retirement.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a grown-up!&lt;br /&gt;more responsibilities in life, but it is ok because i am getting sick of being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i may not be the best but i always try my best.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if anyone is unhappy so be it.&lt;br /&gt;i am the blogger with an attitude, remember?&lt;br /&gt;so my resolution for 2011 is to find the confident&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;back!&lt;br /&gt;can probably get a car licence. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 2011 be joyous year for everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6069215734784591784?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6069215734784591784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6069215734784591784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6069215734784591784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6069215734784591784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/brand-new-year.html' title='A brand new year.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2104750439076976647</id><published>2010-12-30T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T01:00:56.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love and me.</title><content type='html'>"We came to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam Keen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this quote this afternoon and I asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt;, "Can I be the one to be seen and you be the one seeing?"&lt;br /&gt;His reply was, "Hasn't it always been like this?"&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a tight slap on his thigh and he was shocked that I still have my mighty strength despite my fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the boring sort of people,&lt;br /&gt;a book for him and a dvd for me make us two happy people.&lt;br /&gt;We can spend hours chatting about nothing,&lt;br /&gt;and another few hours doing nothing but we are contented with just having each others by the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are rather practical people,&lt;br /&gt;a  bouquet of flowers pisses me off at times because I seriously feel that  the money can be put to better use and flower... is just a weapon that a  woman uses to make another jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are weird people,&lt;br /&gt;who have no qualm in mocking each other in the public, even in front of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we just feel that it is ridiculously funny to laugh at each other&lt;br /&gt;and we are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have the weirdest way of communication,&lt;br /&gt;the oddest relationship.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, somehow i know that no one knows me better that you do.&lt;br /&gt;It is not about my favourite colour or food.&lt;br /&gt;It is each time you know I need something before I even say it or you know my next move before I have even made the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, my love, are one scary person.&lt;br /&gt;For you know me better than I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2104750439076976647?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2104750439076976647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2104750439076976647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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at the hospital on saturday afternoon because she has given birth to baby &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhea&lt;/span&gt;! i am so so happy for this dear friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;and i believe she has just received the bestest gift of her life.&lt;br /&gt;stay blissful, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;and hello &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhea&lt;/span&gt;, welcome to the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs771.ash1/166125_492401918665_599698665_5978224_3004077_n.jpg" height="340" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clic&lt;/span&gt; celebrated our xmas at Marina Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;and our theme is retro/ vintage.&lt;br /&gt;note: the two terms are not interchangeable! but Peisee made it sounds like they are!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go with retro because it will be more funky but i simply couldn't find any suitable dress or skirt with those large cute polka dots.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i went with vintage of which i got a dress from a shop at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;they import the vintage dresses all the way from japan and only carry one piece per design!&lt;br /&gt;i like this idea!&lt;br /&gt;and everyone goes all out dressing for the party.&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, usually most of us are very conservative kind...&lt;br /&gt;you know... people who are not very "on" with such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but this time round, we made the effort!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs737.ash1/163042_479259162340_672097340_6478868_7559940_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photo is so boring right?&lt;br /&gt;and this is us,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we are very typical.&lt;br /&gt;and when i say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i mean this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs027.snc6/165741_479259382340_672097340_6478875_7590651_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs933.snc4/74694_479259222340_672097340_6478869_6170645_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs786.ash1/167641_479259352340_672097340_6478874_2267629_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dinner was a potluck, of which i contributed the sushi of the night!&lt;br /&gt;yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs781.ash1/167144_479257022340_672097340_6478808_1902288_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, evon's chicken wings!!&lt;br /&gt;but hor, we didn't get to taste them at all that night because the sotong girl thought the celebration was on the eve and she happily prepared them on the 24th only to realise that the party was on christmas day itself which she will be out of town.&lt;br /&gt;and that explains why she is not in the group photo.&lt;br /&gt;(kop-ed this photo from her fb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs716.snc4/63605_10150110334369610_596114609_7492343_675075_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warming-up game.&lt;br /&gt;monopoly deal.&lt;br /&gt;the cards i shot are hub's.&lt;br /&gt;and i think peisee and him nearly fought during the game when she "attacked" him with a deal breaker, intending to claim his asset but he used the "just say no" card to reject her and she "just say no" back and he "just say no" to her again!&lt;br /&gt;sounds complicating?&lt;br /&gt;that was a lot of drama if you ask me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs783.ash1/167353_479257112340_672097340_6478811_8178004_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs026.snc6/165685_479257187340_672097340_6478813_8331204_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party was a great fun!&lt;br /&gt;everyone was really into the mood!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs560.ash2/148239_479256067340_672097340_6478788_1989779_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs018.snc6/166873_479256887340_672097340_6478803_970631_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs784.ash1/167438_479257352340_672097340_6478816_2335085_n.jpg" height="360" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs064.snc6/167492_479257437340_672097340_6478818_1454434_n.jpg" height="360" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs620.snc4/58035_479257927340_672097340_6478828_4134337_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs745.ash1/163696_479257962340_672097340_6478829_302497_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the girls decided to take some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clic&lt;/span&gt; photos with bitchy pose.&lt;br /&gt;and as always, we failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs756.ash1/164776_479260157340_672097340_6478909_4255161_n.jpg" height="380" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moqi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and mindy decided to instruct us. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs063.snc6/167387_479260212340_672097340_6478911_7761966_n.jpg" height="380" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs802.snc4/68243_479260242340_672097340_6478913_1988795_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs822.snc4/68197_479260387340_672097340_6478922_3882001_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitchy pose, checked!&lt;br /&gt;then peisee and i went haywire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs744.ash1/163669_479259757340_672097340_6478890_7743558_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs044.snc6/167446_479259877340_672097340_6478894_5663038_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs067.snc6/167771_479259967340_672097340_6478897_6905438_n.jpg" height="350" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some more photo taking and chit-chatting,&lt;br /&gt;we moved on to more wine and present exchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs041.snc6/167116_479262047340_672097340_6478986_224355_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs560.ash2/148272_479262167340_672097340_6478989_6395077_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs025.snc6/165593_479262222340_672097340_6478991_5181036_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs754.ash1/164556_479262352340_672097340_6478998_2647524_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1380.snc4/163274_479262532340_672097340_6479004_1092643_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs012.snc6/166264_479262632340_672097340_6479007_5364581_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing beats timo's reaction in receiving his present from nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs002.snc6/165202_479262842340_672097340_6479016_7707810_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs473.ash2/74596_479262902340_672097340_6479018_7855153_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fyi, that is nicholas' photo in peisee's pinkberry, just photo... not a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the night is spent playing taboo and more chit-chatting about our work lives.&lt;br /&gt;the taboo game is seriously all about telepathy ok!&lt;br /&gt;especially so for sarah ang!&lt;br /&gt;i went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when she tried to guide her team towards the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;for example&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said, "something is smelly."&lt;br /&gt;i thought the answer will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trash, rubbish &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;garbage&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but the correct answer is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shrunk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said, "i am itchy, why?"&lt;br /&gt;... how will we know? rash?&lt;br /&gt;but the correct answer is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mosquito&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and timo got this one correct.&lt;br /&gt;super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the night is special,&lt;br /&gt;because the newest member of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clic&lt;/span&gt; came for the party!&lt;br /&gt;though she spent most of her time sleeping and unaware of what went on,&lt;br /&gt;her slightest move will cause us to stop our activity to check on her,&lt;br /&gt;particularly her parents, of course!&lt;br /&gt;and we just cannot stop taking photo of this lil princess of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clic&lt;/span&gt;! Shanice Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs064.snc6/167403_479260437340_672097340_6478924_4940232_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs781.ash1/167112_479260112340_672097340_6478907_4329811_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs016.snc6/166687_479260507340_672097340_6478927_4741267_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163649_479260462340_672097340_6478925_582685_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting nicholas who joined us after his work for the logcake cutting session!&lt;br /&gt;eh hem, with his super NC16 stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs773.ash1/166387_479261712340_672097340_6478968_4148771_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;i am just... tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs069.snc6/167987_479263447340_672097340_6479041_7472304_n.jpg" height="180" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless,&lt;br /&gt;hope your christmas was well spent too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1395.snc4/164704_479255517340_672097340_6478780_2585373_n.jpg" height="350" width="250" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-247763237809037424?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/247763237809037424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=247763237809037424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/247763237809037424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/247763237809037424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8119243662309862272</id><published>2010-12-27T15:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T19:32:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prawing Trip at Bishan Park!</title><content type='html'>since hub has yet to transfer the Xmas party's photos into the computer,&lt;br /&gt;i can't blog about the party just yet.&lt;br /&gt;so... i shall blog about the prawning trip with the TANS a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;it was like my first prawning trip ok?&lt;br /&gt;such a noob, i know.&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to try! but then again, to me, prawning is a group activity and if my only companion is hub... it doesn't seem fun. hee.&lt;br /&gt;but i am glad that edwin was around this time round for the family trip!&lt;br /&gt;he is always so busy, especially after he went for NS and that night, he was our 'teacher' and taught us how to 'feel' the catch.&lt;br /&gt;no offense, but hor... it is a bit bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;i was told that i will be able to feel a change in weight when the prawn is supposedly feeding on the bait but i cannot feel anything at all, throughout the three hours of prawning. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i felt was the current of the water,&lt;br /&gt;and things got worse when i started to be paranoid about the whole "feel the change in weight" saga that i practically lifted the rod up every 15 seconds...&lt;br /&gt;and in turn? i got laughed at by hub's parents. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i relied on seeing a change in direction of the bait to determine if there is a prawn. which is SUPER tiring for my eyes since i cannot see well at night.&lt;br /&gt;but it was indeed fun and rewarding each time we caught a prawn.&lt;br /&gt;and when a noob(like me) catches a prawn, he/she cam-whores like there is not tomorrow (like me) because you never know when your next catch will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning11.jpg" height="220" width="150" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning13.jpg" height="220" width="150" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning15.jpg" height="220" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is not just me which was excited about the catch,&lt;br /&gt;eddie was just as excited too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning2.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were edwin and peiyi too!&lt;br /&gt;this little girl kept saying that she wants to catch the big prawns and she  was pissed when her catch was not as big. but truth is, she caught a lot  of prawns!!!&lt;br /&gt;alamak! she clearly forgot that there are people like me who got disappointed every 15 seconds as i lifted the rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning3.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa and mama tan sat there the whole night chit-chatting.&lt;br /&gt;machiam like bringing kids to the arcade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning16.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning18.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa tan took a photo of us in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning14.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in total, we caught 31 prawns.&lt;br /&gt;since each rod is 30 bucks, we spent $60.&lt;br /&gt;which means hor... each prawn is 2 bucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;#%$@^&amp;amp;#$!&lt;br /&gt;prawning is so not going to be my favourite past time,&lt;br /&gt;because i suck at it and it is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we barbecued the prawns at the site since &lt;br /&gt;it would be quite a chore to bring them back home.&lt;br /&gt;with just salt and no other seasoning, we didn't expect a 满汉全席 but neither did we expect peiyi to spam on the salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning23.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Prawning7-2.jpg" height="275" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i was kinda worried for my kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, most of the salt got burnt away by the fire and according to peiyi, without enough salt, the prawns will be tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;true lah, the quality of the prawns are indeed not very fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;see? one more reason as to why prawning would be my favourite past time,&lt;br /&gt;the prawns which you used a lot of effort to catch are not even tasty. &lt;br /&gt;#%$@^&amp;amp;#$ again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i will give credit to an activity which serves as a platform for a family to bond.&lt;br /&gt;and the laughter and fun we had that night was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;shall bring my family over some other time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8119243662309862272?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8119243662309862272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8119243662309862272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8119243662309862272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8119243662309862272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/prawing-trip-at-bishan-park.html' title='Prawing Trip at Bishan Park!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5113342859353367957</id><published>2010-12-19T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T01:15:25.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Exam Madness</title><content type='html'>Have you tried mugging for a paper but in the end, you failed to take the paper because you saw the wrong timing?&lt;br /&gt;Well. It nearly happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;I always have a rather laid-back attitude towards administrative stuff like checking exam. schedule or holiday periods because there are friends around me who always keep me updated with the news.&lt;br /&gt;And so, after 3 and a half years in NIE... I still do not know how to check exam. schedule online!!!&lt;br /&gt;But then, the night before my first paper, I suddenly decided that i should go figure out how to locate the exam schedule and with the help from a friend, Kelvin,&lt;br /&gt;I finally know how to do so but little did I know that this 'skill' will come to great use just a few days later!&lt;br /&gt;We, as in all my close classmates in school, had the information that the final paper is at 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;The night just before the final paper, when going online to search for past-year papers, I decided to check out the exam schedule as well.&lt;br /&gt;The information online clearly stated that the time scheduled for our last paper is 9 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;so I sms-ed eileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: tmr's paper is at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eil&lt;/span&gt;: simi sai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: really. i have checked the nie portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eil&lt;/span&gt;: Pls tell me it's a wake me up joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ehh... sorry. it is really not leh... i just checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eil&lt;/span&gt;: Can't be leh... U sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: you could double check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eil&lt;/span&gt;: OMG! This is just GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, Eileen went on informing the rest of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the few of us happily go for our exam, with the thought that it is our final paper and then enter the hall only to realise that the helpers are clearing the exam hall because all papers are over.&lt;br /&gt;Our jaws will drop, that is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;HENG AR! The above scenario did not happen to us although this sudden news did cause quite an amount of disturbing stress to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shitty stuff aside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;EXAM IS OVER and I AM A FREE WOMAN AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our paper, Eil and I went for lunch and to town to shop for shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Pic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pazzion is have a promotion now of which we can get the second pair of shoes at 20%.&lt;br /&gt;But after spending some time there, we didn't get anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, we passed by Trois+Inch and Eil told me that it is a sister store of Pazzion&lt;br /&gt;which means quality-assured to me!&lt;br /&gt;There I got a pair of sandals.&lt;br /&gt;Such a pity that Eil didn't find anything to her liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture053.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture022.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we shop around town and then headed to city hall and waited for Jonas, muffin boy aka rapunzel, and we had dinner together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture028.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture029-1.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eil bought muffin boy and I christmas presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture036-1.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture032-1.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture037.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture038.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo, what a lousy friend I am!&lt;br /&gt;Shall source for a present for her too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, laughing at the photos muffin boy took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture023.jpg" width="300" height="215" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the dinner @ MOF was all super yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture039.jpg" width="250" height="175" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture043.jpg" width="250" height="175" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture044.jpg" width="250" height="175" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture047.jpg" width="250" height="175" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed till I nearly got a cramp. SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;"Rapunzel" was wickedly funny that night.&lt;br /&gt;We headed out to suntec for the bookfest after our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, wanted to go to the Kate Spade Sale but was denied entry.&lt;br /&gt;WTH lo. The sale ends at 9 p.m. leh and we were there at 8.50 p.m!&lt;br /&gt;Why cannot go in?&lt;br /&gt;Chey, want to help me save money is it?&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the Popular bookfest is just so-so.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get Mitch Albom's books but the only available one is "Tuesdays with Morrie".&lt;br /&gt;I got it still, but the ones I had in mind are "For one more day" and "Have a little Faith".&lt;br /&gt;PITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hub came over to pick me up after that.&lt;br /&gt;Got him to pick a group photo of the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;My AWESOME friends,&lt;br /&gt;NIE or not, we are friends for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/Picture051.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5113342859353367957?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5113342859353367957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5113342859353367957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5113342859353367957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5113342859353367957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-exam-madness.html' title='After Exam Madness'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8521573574547661409</id><published>2010-12-13T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T17:45:16.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic.</title><content type='html'>Random.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going for a picnic and enjoy the sea breeze on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Man. I need a break from my study. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8521573574547661409?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8521573574547661409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8521573574547661409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8521573574547661409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8521573574547661409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/picnic.html' title='Picnic.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2182672177228629381</id><published>2010-12-09T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T18:08:24.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with youngsters?</title><content type='html'>A future neighbour of mine just posted a news on JS's facebook page&lt;br /&gt;and it  caught my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"A 23-year-old man was slashed at Yishun Ring Road on Wednesday evening.&lt;br /&gt;Police said three suspects - aged 13, 15 and 18 - have been arrested in connection with the incident.The incident occurred at the void deck of Block 362, Yishun Ring Road."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Personally, I am not really shocked or even surprised with the news because based on my understanding, things like this happen everyday. And when I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyday, &lt;/span&gt;it doesn't mean it happened after the Pasir Ris event where the poor boy got killed, I meant that these slashing issues happened everyday way before the Pasir Ris event. The reason why we feel that kids these days have gone mad is because these news are making their way into the papers. Somehow reporters found some news values within these issues all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, my future neighbour went on commenting how worried he is about safety issue in Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't see the need unless these kids start slashing people without a cause.&lt;br /&gt;These stories are not that simple, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;Behind their actions, there is bound to be a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Be it staring at them or bumping at their girlfriend(s) or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter! So long as there is a reason, they jumped at the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;My point is that there is not use getting all panicked over these events,&lt;br /&gt;if we don't do something to help.&lt;br /&gt;This is a society issue that had been happening all these while and because we didn't rectify it while we still could, things worsen.&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, it goes back to the upbringing of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;If a kid is educated properly by the adults in his/ her life, guided along the way and see the future in their lives, who will risk doing silly stuff like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we pursue our individual goals in lives, have we forgotten about the people who cannot keep up with the pace?&lt;br /&gt;Have we took the simplest approach by viewing them as "social problem" and left them under the judgement?&lt;br /&gt;*Speaking like I have been poisoned by AMX. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as a teacher,&lt;br /&gt;I do think that these are important issues which I cannot neglect.&lt;br /&gt;Because I play the role of an adult who has the power to change the future of the kid.&lt;br /&gt;And I really do hope that I have the energy and passion to push me in guiding all those little minds towards the correct path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2182672177228629381?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2182672177228629381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2182672177228629381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2182672177228629381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2182672177228629381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-up-with-youngsters.html' title='What&apos;s up with youngsters?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6746834897977998973</id><published>2010-12-08T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:02:22.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Choice of Two.</title><content type='html'>Either we stop taking things seriously or we can all just give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you think you are right,&lt;br /&gt;but after a turn in life,&lt;br /&gt;you realise that you are wrong and it is all too late to even regret your decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6746834897977998973?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6746834897977998973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6746834897977998973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6746834897977998973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6746834897977998973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/choice-of-two.html' title='A Choice of Two.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5266643669077078039</id><published>2010-12-07T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:34:32.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live life.</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i am just grateful that i was rebellious when i was much younger,&lt;br /&gt;at the age when my parents could still control me and help me.&lt;br /&gt;i know that same rule doesn't apply to all,&lt;br /&gt;but i believe most people have their wild days in some parts of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;and it is these crazy days when you thought you were truly happy because you get to do all the things in the world that you possibly can to please yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i have my fair share of those days, so i know.&lt;br /&gt;but i came to realise that the truth is,&lt;br /&gt;all that you please is really... just yourself.&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day when everything is over,&lt;br /&gt;when you get sick of your crazy life,&lt;br /&gt;you will realise...&lt;br /&gt;so what have i achieved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and this is the very reason why i am glad that i was rebellious and selfish when i was younger.&lt;br /&gt;because now i have more time to cherish the things and people that truly matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;i have more time to love them.&lt;br /&gt;i have more time to really love myself.&lt;br /&gt;and now i know that loving myself is not about slapping all those beautiful clothes, makeup or branded stuff on but rather, improving what's inside me.&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;girls go gaga over pretty stuff, me too!&lt;br /&gt;but is that all?&lt;br /&gt;is that all that matters?&lt;br /&gt;so what if people give you that envious look?&lt;br /&gt;they are not envious of you for who you are, they just like your bag or your clothes which are not even a part of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women are not shallow,&lt;br /&gt;but the things we do always make us look shallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5266643669077078039?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5266643669077078039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5266643669077078039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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secondary school days,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i lost my passion and now it is so dreadful to read the notes!&lt;br /&gt;this is the last few moments of my life in which i will be touching these biology related stuff. phew~&lt;br /&gt;so i will ganbatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f365/wilson8643/Ganbatte.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; did something that really tickled me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;just being lazy, i told him to help me apply my whitening cream on my legs,&lt;br /&gt;then i realised he slapped one thick lump of the cream on one part of my leg,&lt;br /&gt;which happened to be on that big patch of ugly scar i got few months ago when i fell down.&lt;br /&gt;and he told me that he is doing 'spa' for the wound.&lt;br /&gt;dot. my husband is really good at doing silly things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i went prawning with the Tan family yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;(somehow i picture people giving the -_-"' look since i am having exam.)&lt;br /&gt;haha. no worries.&lt;br /&gt;i brought my notes along and to compensate for the loss of time,&lt;br /&gt;i studied till 2+ last night.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the prawning session was fun!&lt;br /&gt;waiting for papa tan to send me the photos before i can blog about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-827841258824632369?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/827841258824632369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=827841258824632369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/827841258824632369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/827841258824632369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/mugging.html' title='Mugging.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-9033488193459931160</id><published>2010-12-03T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:04:01.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December? Holidays?</title><content type='html'>Everyone associates December with holidays.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, me too!&lt;br /&gt;But this theory is not applicable this time round...&lt;br /&gt;Just look at my schedule at the sideboard, and you will know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could flood it with things like "Shopping with bestie" or "Outing with the clic"&lt;br /&gt;or even "Dinner with hub".&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CANNOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, everything will be over in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will be a free &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt; woman!&lt;br /&gt;And once again, I can party until my legs break. (for 3 weeks before school begins AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this blog post is going to be totally random because I am actually in the midst of doing my final assignment for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;And while researching for it, I came across an interesting video.&lt;br /&gt;The Story of Stuff about Comestics.&lt;br /&gt;The lady, Annie Leonard, can be a little preachy,&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, no harm taking a look at the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 320px; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfq000AF1i8?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfq000AF1i8?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="320" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-9033488193459931160?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/9033488193459931160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=9033488193459931160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/9033488193459931160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/9033488193459931160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-holidays.html' title='December? Holidays?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7381648844367900841</id><published>2010-11-30T14:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T21:21:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle of Trust</title><content type='html'>perhaps you didn't realise... but i'm always trying hard to gain recognition from friends.&lt;br /&gt;i was never a girlish person and that made it difficult for me&lt;br /&gt;to think the way other girls do.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just don't understand them.&lt;br /&gt;then again, i try to be the way i am expected to be&lt;br /&gt;so that i get recognised&lt;br /&gt;so that i am not different.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i wonder why am i trying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just wished that i were born a boy,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps things will be simpler that way.&lt;br /&gt;i am getting a little sick being with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls,&lt;br /&gt;never say what's on their minds.&lt;br /&gt;hide what they think about you.&lt;br /&gt;misinterpret your words.&lt;br /&gt;talk behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;think too much into a situation.&lt;br /&gt;and always, always like to create their own circle of trust.&lt;br /&gt;it is like this very abstract setting of which one minute you may be in...&lt;br /&gt;and the next moment you are out.&lt;br /&gt;no reason given, because you won't even know when you are out!&lt;br /&gt;you just got to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really difficult to keep up with them.&lt;br /&gt;and i think my character made it even more difficult for me to handle the situation.&lt;br /&gt;truth is... this time round.&lt;br /&gt;i really can't care much.&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate the socialising part of my life when i am happier spending time alone or with people and friends who genuinely love me.&lt;br /&gt;why in the world should i be bothered with people who doesn't care about me or how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;forget about the explaining part. skip that.&lt;br /&gt;i won't buy that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i am not in your circle of trust.&lt;br /&gt;it is perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;i will stop trying to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;because i have the whole world out there for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7381648844367900841?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7381648844367900841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7381648844367900841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7381648844367900841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7381648844367900841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/11/circle-of-trust.html' title='Circle of Trust'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5075215203004719925</id><published>2010-11-26T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:31:05.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those wonderful memories.</title><content type='html'>Three years ago, I embarked on my teaching journey.&lt;br /&gt;There I was, a newly grad. from poly who knew absolutely nothing about teaching,&lt;br /&gt;all I knew was I want to go out there and inspire those young minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a Primary Three class and was under the guidance of an adjunct teacher, Mr Singh.&lt;br /&gt;He is an experienced teacher who was really patient with me and taught me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2 days later, I was expected to teach. All by myself.&lt;br /&gt;With fear and anticipation, I went straight into my classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I expect that I was given a class of... angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/untitled-3.jpg?t=1290768617" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three months with grace 2 was a wonderful memory for me.&lt;br /&gt;At times, I did not have time for lunch because I stayed back to ensure the kids finish their work before we began with the remedial and there will be girls who bought me snacks because they were afraid that I will be hungry (note: I paid them back, no worries).&lt;br /&gt;There was once I had a really bad sore throat and when I told them that, they were super well-behaved for the entire day. Unbelievably obedient.&lt;br /&gt;I had a girl who hugged me and gave a carnation in front of the whole class on a Friday before Mother's day, and the class went "Eek". Just then a boy stood up and said, "Miss Soh is our teacher and she is just like our mother! There is nothing wrong!" That moment, I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, Zafar was the one who said it and he is the boy right in front with the weird pose in the photo.)&lt;br /&gt;I had a boy who always like to recite the multiplication table to me every morning.&lt;br /&gt;There is this korean boy in my class who is very intelligent and hardworking. There was once I scolded his group for misbehaving and then suddenly, his classmate came and told me that he was crying. I went to console him and all he said was "I'm sorry...". That moment, I felt bad.&lt;br /&gt;When I told them that I was leaving for NIE, some of the girls cried. (I almost cried too!)&lt;br /&gt;And they made me promise that I will return 2 years later.&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;But I broke my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not return to the school because during the two years when I was in training,&lt;br /&gt;some of the nicest colleagues there left.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wish to return for my kids, the working environment there... well, was not that encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;Much to my surprise, some students actually sms-ed me and asked me why am I not back?&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect that they will still remember me.&lt;br /&gt;But I had to move on with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they are leaving the school too.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them did well, some were disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, I truly believe they put in their very best.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all of them will have a bright future ahead and never lose that angel in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5075215203004719925?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5075215203004719925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5075215203004719925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5075215203004719925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5075215203004719925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/11/those-wonderful-memories.html' title='Those wonderful memories.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-295119625771971767</id><published>2010-11-17T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:12:12.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Ettusais save my hopeless skin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i went to TANGS private sales yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went with the intention to buy corelle dinnerware but we didn't like the designs of the wares so  in the end, we gave up the idea.&lt;br /&gt;might go check out their new designs next year though. =)&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we will be able to find one that we like then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ALT at heeren after dinner at kiseki last night to source for my 2011 schedule book,&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up at Paul and Joe's counter and I tried out their under-eye concealer.&lt;br /&gt;been staying up late these few weeks and my dark eye circles went from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that the concealer is quite good in terms of coverage,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, the lady there refused to serve me.&lt;br /&gt;and i see no reason for me to spend my money there thus we walked away.&lt;br /&gt;next, i went to the ettusais counter...&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, the lady there is SUPER friendly with lots of patience and after she introduced the concealer to me, i decided to buy it immediately!&lt;br /&gt;then she told me that i will get the ettusais 2011 diary if i spend 40 bucks which really tempted me since i only need 1 more buck to qualify!&lt;br /&gt;and i began looking around the counter for suitable items.&lt;br /&gt;in the end...&lt;br /&gt;i got the make-up box too because i ended up spending...&lt;br /&gt;well... more than what i was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PB131137.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the diary is really cute.&lt;br /&gt;=) so i get to save some money there la. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PB131146.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PB131144.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, buying new stuff always provide me with the motivation to pack my closet.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, because i can't care much these days...&lt;br /&gt;my closet is beyond recognition.&lt;br /&gt;be warned.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PB131156.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ok right?&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;that is because this is after the cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;before that, it looked like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PB131155.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete madness.&lt;br /&gt;that's all for my random sharing.&lt;br /&gt;back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-295119625771971767?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/295119625771971767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=295119625771971767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/295119625771971767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/295119625771971767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/11/may-ettusais-save-my-hopeless-skin.html' title='May Ettusais save my hopeless skin.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6545565467122436938</id><published>2010-11-07T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:26:04.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>second quarter of 2011.</title><content type='html'>Chanced upon Jadespring Facebook page and the latest update of the building process really brightens up my day, a little... just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs994.snc4/76785_457912094265_822914265_5316468_1402789_n.jpg" height="225" width="315" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flats look ready right? FAKE!&lt;br /&gt;The blocks inside have not been painted, let alone the installation of the doors and other fittings.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, we still have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;I have asked around, seem like HDB will usually dispatch the keys block by block and it is based on the completion of the flats. If that is the case, we will be one of the first few families to get the keys! YIPPIE!&lt;br /&gt;A neighbour called HDB for the specific date of key collection and the answer was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the neighbour is from my block too. I am so excited, bet hub is just as excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, someone sneaked into the site last month, into his very own unit and snapped a photo inside. His flat coincidentally shares the same layout as mine, and here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs568.ash2/149091_451408298230_567588230_5607101_1388858_n.jpg" height="225" width="315" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our door will look like this. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I don't really like the tiling of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I love our new flat!&lt;br /&gt;May, 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6545565467122436938?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6545565467122436938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6545565467122436938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6545565467122436938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6545565467122436938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/11/second-quarter-of-2011.html' title='second quarter of 2011.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2915245601091125921</id><published>2010-11-06T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:45:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy or not, it's a choice.</title><content type='html'>Ok, 10 weeks into my study.&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to lose myself, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I am tired of smiling, tired of being nice to people who give me shit and basically, tired of trying.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am tired of telling myself every night before I sleep that "Tomorrow will be a better day...."&lt;br /&gt;Crap, who am I kidding?&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, I am tired of being tired.&lt;br /&gt;A little whining can be quite healthy but then again, it contributes to the negativity inside me.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, after all this whining... shit still happens and there is just nothing one can do to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am taking a different approach today.&lt;br /&gt;I shall learn to appreciate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to have&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hub &lt;/span&gt;who has never failed to make me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have my dad and bro, who will be the first to back me up when life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have button, which always wait for me to reach home earnestly.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have dearest friends outside NIE, who constantly remind me life is not just about work.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, glad to have superb friends in NIE who listen to my woes and always 讲义气 and are in the same "shit hole" as me, if not worse.&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky enough to have you guys,&lt;br /&gt;what more can I ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2915245601091125921?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2915245601091125921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2915245601091125921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2915245601091125921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2915245601091125921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-or-not-its-choice.html' title='Happy or not, it&apos;s a choice.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4329504075016628594</id><published>2010-11-02T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:03:52.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pui! What teamwork?</title><content type='html'>well, the whole idea of team work is for everyone in the team to come together and WORK TOGETHER!&lt;br /&gt;i really detest people who are such thick-skinned to leech on others!&lt;br /&gt;PUI. you irritating b******!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i am a loner in my science class but seriously, i don't care because i am not at the least interested to join in their silly "boyfriends" topics anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but the issue is with the group project that we have to do together.&lt;br /&gt;initially, the tutor told us that it will be a 10% individual report of which the deadline is 3 weeks later. so, knowing that i have tons of assignments in November, i decided to clear this particular assignment first.&lt;br /&gt;however, the tutor suddenly changed her mind and said that the assignment will be a group work instead (yes, much to my dismay!) and we were given 5 minutes to discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i told my group mates that i already have the draft of the report and if they don't mind, i will send it to them so that we don't have to start from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent to them via email that very night and i told them to add on to the illustration of my work and if there is an error in the information, feel free to bring it up and lastly, if they feel that we are good to hand in, please kindly reply to the mail.&lt;br /&gt;5 days passed, no reply.&lt;br /&gt;so i sent out another email to remind them.&lt;br /&gt;this time, 1 replied with her contribution which i give her credit for because she has done her part. then 1 day later, another girl replied, "I think we should change the word 'variable' to 'sample' because the word 'variable' is too difficult to understand."&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, no reply from the rest.&lt;br /&gt;no work done and you expect me to put your big fat names on the report?!&lt;br /&gt;this is crap lah, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;shame on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4329504075016628594?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4329504075016628594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4329504075016628594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4329504075016628594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4329504075016628594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/11/pui-what-teamwork.html' title='Pui! What teamwork?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2629243986375111778</id><published>2010-10-30T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:12:23.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike it off my wishlist!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the family, my new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PA271114.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really f-king stressed up over schoolwork the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;seeing that, my beloved husband made a decision which is to give me my advanced Christmas present which he bought a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha~ will prada make me less stress up?&lt;br /&gt;NO! but it will make me happy despite the stress.&lt;br /&gt;and so, goodbye my old flame.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you will be loved by your new owner.&lt;br /&gt;you know i love you, and i have to give you away because i don't to see you being covered in mould. it would be an insult to you, coachie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/PA271113.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i think i sounded a little weird but it is really true that i love the coach wallet a lot because i bought it with my first salary.&lt;br /&gt;but since i won't be using it anymore and i reckon that it is still in good condition,&lt;br /&gt;i am giving it to a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and that's that. have to end this post now and dive back into my heap of schoolwork!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2629243986375111778?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2629243986375111778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2629243986375111778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2629243986375111778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2629243986375111778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/10/strike-it-off-my-wishlist.html' title='Strike it off my wishlist!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5352772630823857185</id><published>2010-10-25T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:43:01.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我开始忘记了自己...</title><content type='html'>我到底为了什么在忙碌?&lt;br /&gt;我自己也开始忘记了...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5352772630823857185?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5352772630823857185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5352772630823857185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5352772630823857185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5352772630823857185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/10/flost.html' title='我开始忘记了自己...'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-742457048197975273</id><published>2010-10-25T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:07:19.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is just wrong somewhere.</title><content type='html'>And so, October is coming to an end soon.&lt;br /&gt;Took a peek at my busy schedule and I am just glad that I am still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;Ok... it is not like November is going to be kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, 兵来将挡水来土掩 &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;我没在怕!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (or rather, yesterday), I went on my Sungei Buloh trip.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I wasn't excited about it at all!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it is on a Sunday... my supposedly oh-so-beautiful Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I am not a nature-lover...&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I am not a fan of crocodile or monitor lizards or snake or whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there is an assignment tied to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;But since I have to go... I thought I might as well make the best out of the trip and learn as much as I can!&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, the trip was unexpectedly FUN!&lt;br /&gt;The master student, who was our guide, was AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I managed to learn a lot about our nature reserve from her but it is not like I suddenly become a fan of Sungei Buloh and besides, the above points still stay.&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I am just glad that I went on the trip with a positive attitude and because of that, I truly did enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am not with my usual gang of schoolmates,&lt;br /&gt;I was in a way "forced" to make friends with my other classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them revealed their good sides and I sort of changed my perception towards them&lt;br /&gt;but most just continue to stay as pampered bimbos in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my trip there, the so-called SMART students really made a joke out of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Here are (just) some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide: Now guys, I think you should know that there is a family of 6 otters residing in this wetland right?&lt;br /&gt;A: Otters? What are otters?&lt;br /&gt;Guide: Ok, I try my best to explain ok. They look somewhat like beavers... not exactly friendly and they can swim...&lt;br /&gt;B: Huh! A, you don't know otter?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ya...&lt;br /&gt;B: You know "Ice Age" not? The cantoon?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ya...&lt;br /&gt;B: Ya la, otter is the small talkative main lead lah.&lt;br /&gt;A: Orh! Chey~&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Jaw dropped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;TWO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide: Do you know what are those things growing on the pillars?&lt;br /&gt;C: Stones!&lt;br /&gt;Guide: Growing leh! Stones can grow arh?&lt;br /&gt;D: (Probably did not hear what the guide said) Rocks lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;THREE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X and Y... happily munching the snacks they brought along (machiam having a picnic!)&lt;br /&gt;Z: Wah~ Very delicious hor?&lt;br /&gt;X: (Smile) Ya, you want?&lt;br /&gt;Z: No, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Y: Wa lao, free one lah. Take lah.&lt;br /&gt;Z: Don't want. I haven't wash my hands after touching the terrapins.&lt;br /&gt;X and Y looked at each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FOUR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: Guide, guide... Is that a "muzzle"?&lt;br /&gt;Guide: What "muzzle"?&lt;br /&gt;X: Nah, the "muzzle" you say grow on pillars de...&lt;br /&gt;Guide: Mussels lah, not "muzzle"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, the girls just cannot stop complaining during the trip and the common topic that kept going on was "Later your boyfriend coming? My boyfriend coming leh!"&lt;br /&gt;Wah faint! As in I faint.&lt;br /&gt;And can you imagine?!&lt;br /&gt;While my partner and I are busy collecting the data for our assignment,&lt;br /&gt;a girl came up to us and say, "Aey, you are taking photos ah? Take more leh then send to me lah. I also need"&lt;br /&gt;My partner took out her extra digicam, intending to lend it to her.&lt;br /&gt;But her reply was, "You lend me camera for what? I don't want to take the photos. You just send to me lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it is these people who always complain about work but the problem is they do not produce any work at all!&lt;br /&gt;All they do is whine and complain then feel the pressure and cry.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! I really loathe leeches like them!!!&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, you just keep meeting more and more of such people in your life!&lt;br /&gt;And they label their laziness as being street-smart.&lt;br /&gt;Yea right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-742457048197975273?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/742457048197975273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=742457048197975273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/742457048197975273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/742457048197975273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/10/something-is-just-wrong-somewhere.html' title='Something is just wrong somewhere.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-1913421859646001784</id><published>2010-10-16T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:28:16.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assholes.</title><content type='html'>I came across a link my friend shared on FB moments ago and out of curiosity, I clicked on the link which was a Yahoo news about how a couple in the US bullied a dying 7-year-old girl.&lt;br /&gt;I believe you would rather  take 2 minutes to view the following video than to see my summary of the events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="430"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9-ngXILLuIU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9-ngXILLuIU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="335" width="430"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Plug in 'assholes' into all the beeps to understand the Petkovs better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really pissed off with their actions and the whole idea that they have 4 kids themselves disgusts me further!&lt;br /&gt;How can they, being adults, bully a little girl like this and not feel guilty about this whole issue?&lt;br /&gt;The current update of this situation is that Mr Petkov is feeling "guilty" about his doings as he is not suspended from work.&lt;br /&gt;Does he seriously think that all others in the world will forgive him and his wife just because of his little apology?&lt;br /&gt;No way, I say. No way!&lt;br /&gt;As devils, they should know that retribution comes in all forms.&lt;br /&gt;And theirs has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petkovs is crap. Epic failure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-1913421859646001784?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/1913421859646001784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=1913421859646001784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1913421859646001784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1913421859646001784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/10/assholes.html' title='Assholes.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4876917077685460764</id><published>2010-10-13T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:50:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right? Wrong?</title><content type='html'>Your words are not the ultimate truth,&lt;br /&gt;so don't judge us with your standard.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you are older, doesn't mean you are wiser.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, stop babbling those crap in class and waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher or not,&lt;br /&gt;wrong means wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4876917077685460764?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4876917077685460764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4876917077685460764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4876917077685460764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4876917077685460764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/10/right-wrong.html' title='Right? Wrong?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6084383279251019525</id><published>2010-10-04T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:09:38.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants.</title><content type='html'>I don't know how much you can relate to what I am going to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, if I don't let the burst of stress out now...&lt;br /&gt;I will go bonkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't realise, we are in the month of October.&lt;br /&gt;For me, school has started for 5 weeks (or is it 6? never mind~) and by far,&lt;br /&gt;every lecturer in school still seems to be in the relax mode,&lt;br /&gt;no sign of stress on assignment.&lt;br /&gt;But come on, 5 (or 6) weeks into the semester eminently marks the start of all the pouring-in of assignments, tests, reports and what have you.&lt;br /&gt;WHY AIN'T THE TUTOR LETTING OUT THE ASSIGNMENT GUIDELINES??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I browsed through my organizer this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;In week 8, I will have 1 group assignment due on Wednesday, 1 Physics test on Thursday, 1 Science E-learning report and 1 Multicultural report/ essay due on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, my approach to such lousy schedule is to start on my work ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;But this time round, I can't! Because information regarding 2 of the above assignments will not be released until in week 7.&lt;br /&gt;All these are not including the Sungei Buloh trip this Saturday followed by a report on the trip due next week and my Science presentations!&lt;br /&gt;YES YES. Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am not trying to highlight how tough my life is but I just need to whine a little under the stress to feel... normal...&lt;br /&gt;and also to update my poor little blog which I believe is collecting cobwebs.&lt;br /&gt;(Holy shit! The last update was on 25th September?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, so people.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck as I struggle my way through October and possibly, November too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6084383279251019525?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6084383279251019525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6084383279251019525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6084383279251019525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6084383279251019525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/10/rants.html' title='Rants.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4989360246231956327</id><published>2010-09-25T17:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T17:56:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly visit to granny's place.</title><content type='html'>Ever since my grandmother fell down about 4 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;my father makes it a point to visit her at her house, every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;So for 4 years, saturday mornings are allocated to her.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps due to her struggle with life when she was younger,&lt;br /&gt;she has always been a strong woman and despite her age, my grandma is a really independent woman who has a mind of her own.&lt;br /&gt;Despite having 6 children, my grandma insisted in having a place of her own and living alone.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally, she does stay for a day or two at our place though.&lt;br /&gt;If not for the fall, I think she will be be happily travelling to China or Malaysia with her friends like twice a year or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, little people know that actually when I was much younger (like primary school days),&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Like many women of her generation, my grandma was very biased.&lt;br /&gt;She seldom talk to me and at times, she said really nasty things to me or worse, to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;Though I cannot remember the exact words that she said, the impression I had for her lingered.&lt;br /&gt;It was until recent years, my grandma started to talk to me about her life events and that got me to know her better.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her cry on my mother's funeral made me realised that actually it does pain her to see my mother passed away. She just have to keep things in her heart because she feels that she needs to be strong at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder since when I started to have this habit of holding on to her hand whenever I talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;I like to take photos with her.&lt;br /&gt;I like to call her up occasionally to check on her, (on the evil side, laugh at her whenever she misunderstood the entire conversation which we were having).&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I only pray and wish for her to be healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs202.ash2/46485_428292067340_672097340_5610614_348534_n.jpg" height="375" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the above photo did not showcase her cute side.&lt;br /&gt;What about the ones below?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs347.ash2/62701_435871652340_672097340_5774050_6391513_n.jpg" height="315" width="230" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs344.ash2/62439_435871957340_672097340_5774053_6096004_n.jpg" height="315" width="230" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny received a leaflet in her letterbox this morning and she thought somebody gave her one thousand bucks. But when she realised that the note is way too big, she went 'chey~'.&lt;br /&gt;But I still got her to take a photo!&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the fun both of us were having, my father and brother started snapping away too.&lt;br /&gt;Then I cajoled my father into taking a photo with grandma.&lt;br /&gt;I am like super jealous, because my father doesn't usually smile like that when he takes photos with me!&lt;br /&gt;AND my dad doing the 'twist' pose?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. I have never seen this side of him.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is ALWAYS humourous.&lt;br /&gt;But acting cute is definitely not his cup of tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KUDOS&lt;/span&gt; to the company/person who posted the 1000 bucks leaflet into my grandma's letterbox! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4989360246231956327?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4989360246231956327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4989360246231956327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4989360246231956327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4989360246231956327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/09/weekly-visit-to-grannys-place.html' title='Weekly visit to granny&apos;s place.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3009033685525829602</id><published>2010-09-18T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:07:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not a clown.</title><content type='html'>Time and again, I always feel lonely despite being surrounded by people, friends or family.&lt;br /&gt;Because there were many occasions where I realised that actually my thinking is very different from others, and at times I started to doubt myself.&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Really? Then what went wrong...? Or rather what is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so that everyone around me understand the situation and what is going on, but not me?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am a person with huge ego.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to react when people say 'No' in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am narrow-minded.&lt;br /&gt;Once I made my judgement, it is hard to change it.&lt;br /&gt;And I scrutinize things so much that I get bothered with nitty-gritty stuff,&lt;br /&gt;stayed put at one spot when others have already moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am brutally frank.&lt;br /&gt;I am never a good listener and as much as I am trying very hard to be one now,&lt;br /&gt;it all seems a little late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our ride home yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;a friend told me not to hide myself or I may become resentful of life.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I will be resentful of life, why should I?&lt;br /&gt;I will only be resentful of myself.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, when one is sorting out their thoughts, others will question why is the person so unappreciative when he/she already have so much in life?&lt;br /&gt;Why is the person ungrateful?&lt;br /&gt;Problem is I am not being ungrateful or unappreciative or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I am just thinking whether do I really deserve to own what I have now?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I?&lt;br /&gt;After all, I am&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Not a clown.&lt;br /&gt;Not someone you thought to be.&lt;br /&gt;Not someone you thought you knew.&lt;br /&gt;Particularly not someone you expect 'me' to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3009033685525829602?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3009033685525829602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3009033685525829602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3009033685525829602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3009033685525829602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-not-clown.html' title='I am not a clown.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3804785360660875360</id><published>2010-09-10T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T15:58:59.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad busy!</title><content type='html'>I am sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;But ever since school started... I am like MAD BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I do feel that this semester will not be as bad as the previous one though I am taking up 7 modules again however, my body is completely in the shut down mode after the 4 months holidays.&lt;br /&gt;And starting this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lao pok &lt;/span&gt;engine is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to blog as often as I can!&lt;br /&gt;STAY TUNED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really want to share this with you people.&lt;br /&gt;Ok... for our solemnisation, we wanted to give blank keys out as the wedding favours to our guests.&lt;br /&gt;But because of some hiccups, this arrangement is not possible.&lt;br /&gt;So we settled for the luggage tags.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I am a little upset c'ause I really wanted the keys!&lt;br /&gt;Choosing them means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I will get a pair too and then they can be used for our future home! So sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;BUT, my beloved and ever-so-nice co-ordinator &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gowri &lt;/span&gt;took the initiative and got us a pair from her existing stock! Yippie ya yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs314.ash2/59399_430809192340_672097340_5666399_1946903_n.jpg" height="200" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I took out the mickey and minnie key chains which PeiYi gave us when she went to Hong Kong the other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs432.snc4/47540_430809157340_672097340_5666398_942720_n.jpg" height="200" width="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3804785360660875360?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3804785360660875360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3804785360660875360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3804785360660875360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3804785360660875360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/09/mad-busy.html' title='Mad busy!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-863773020538890774</id><published>2010-09-07T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T14:28:54.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After spending 2191 days together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Edmund Tan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I got married on the special date of 27th August 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank all the dear friends who took time of their busy schedule to attend the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, for friends who didn't managed to attend, I totally understand and we are both cool with it since 27th August 2010 fell on a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me when I say I can feel you guys' blessings. It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a big THANK YOU to steven who took the lovely photos for us.&lt;br /&gt;a big THANK YOU to my brother who took on the role of a videographer.&lt;br /&gt;a big THANK YOU to my lovely clic who were there early and calm me down a little. =)&lt;br /&gt;and a big THANK YOU to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Edmund Tan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for your love, care and concern all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs430.snc4/47303_428310967340_672097340_5610963_360499_n.jpg" height="335" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love will stay true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-863773020538890774?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/863773020538890774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=863773020538890774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/863773020538890774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/863773020538890774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/09/27th-august-2010.html' title='27th August 2010'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6646800848856819306</id><published>2010-09-02T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:47:27.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's 24th birthday!</title><content type='html'>I really want to update my blog with the wedding stuff!&lt;br /&gt;But I can't! Because I have yet to receive any photos from friends,&lt;br /&gt;so I guess you guys still have to wait a while.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I shall post about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby's &lt;/span&gt;24th birthday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came over my house for stayover last Monday,&lt;br /&gt;because we have an 8:30 appointment at the Registry of Marriage on Tuesday for the verification of our documents.&lt;br /&gt;We had a long chat that night, simply amazed by our journey.&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you, both of us are crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;At about 1 a.m, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby &lt;/span&gt;suddenly said that he felt like drinking banana milk and then the next minute, we went down to the 24hour shop-and-save near my house and bought HL milk back.&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine that the same crazy thing will happen again after we have our own flat. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't mind. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verification process at ROM went on smoothly,&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact we had a difficult time locating the office because we didn't know that it is at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amoy Food Centre&lt;/span&gt; and we walked past it so many times! ARRRGHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were trying to be solemn during the session, but note the word is "trying".&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But we totally failed when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was making his declaration.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Initially, he was reciting the declaration properly but when he came across the phrase "stated overleaf", he instinctively turned the declaration over to the next page.&lt;br /&gt;Now, that caught the ROM staff and me by surprise and both of us started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the whole process became really light-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone just cannot stop smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1870.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1874-2.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the declaration,&lt;br /&gt;we went to Thian Hock Keng Temple to pray for safety.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, after that we went to Orchard Cineleisure for LAN... killing zombies and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to dinner at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kiseki&lt;/span&gt; which is a Japanese Buffet restaurant at Heeren.&lt;br /&gt;I read about it in July, and I had wanted to try it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for my birthday dinner but back then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;had already made plans for dinner so I missed my chance.&lt;br /&gt;So evil of me right? It was his birthday but I treated him to something which I wanted to have.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Get used to it!&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is alright with me planning for the day in fact, I think he is kinda happy ad he doesn't need to crack his brain for ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff there has excellent service!&lt;br /&gt;They were really efficient in cleaning the table, taking away dirty plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1875.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1889.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yummy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1886.jpg" height="175" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1884-1.jpg" height="175" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1883.jpg" height="175" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1905.jpg" height="175" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1881-1.jpg" height="175" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1895-1-1.jpg" height="175" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MY DEAREST BOY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with his megawatt smile and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1878-1.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1916.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really hope the day was fun for you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6646800848856819306?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6646800848856819306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6646800848856819306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6646800848856819306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6646800848856819306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/09/babys-24th-birthday.html' title='Baby&apos;s 24th birthday!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2919570746569913539</id><published>2010-08-26T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T00:37:55.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All set and ready!</title><content type='html'>After tomorrow, I will be married to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDMUND TAN&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;the man who I am in love with since I was 17.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a wonderful journey so far and we are definitely looking forward to our future.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for the wedding preparations,&lt;br /&gt;I have tried my best to oversee everything.&lt;br /&gt;Should I have left out anything, it is just too bad! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour long phone chat with Mindy,&lt;br /&gt;I realise I do miss myself.&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, chatting with her helps me see the change in me over the years.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened,&lt;br /&gt;we cannot change the past, we can only create the future.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that I can find myself back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating anytime soon after this as I will be out of town.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to me ya! =))&lt;br /&gt;To us, I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2919570746569913539?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2919570746569913539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2919570746569913539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2919570746569913539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2919570746569913539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-set-and-ready.html' title='All set and ready!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2208740741802466013</id><published>2010-08-23T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:22:56.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Friday is the DAY!</title><content type='html'>I really hope nothing goes wrong on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;As in everything will go according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;I am a rigid person, and stubborn at times, so I am not a believer that even if things go wrong, they can a fun part of the memory.&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Tell me about the stress I am having, man!&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things in my mind now,&lt;br /&gt;as which day I have complete what stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But I am enjoying myself now, knowing that the day is close and gosh!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am going to marry EDMUND TAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt we had some arguments along our way as we plan for the day,&lt;br /&gt;and some issues which are not related to the day.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is because we both stressed out and the whole big idea of marriage is traumatizing us a little.&lt;br /&gt;But heck! To us, getting married is like signing our names on a piece of paper that give us the licence for our flat.&lt;br /&gt;All that we have done for each other over these years has proven that with or without paper, our love will remain unchanged. And that is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;We barely have enough time to show our love for each other , why waste time quarreling? Right?&lt;br /&gt;So let's look forward to the day that marks the start of a new chapter of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end? NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blog about my birthday celebration this year with CLIC.&lt;br /&gt;We had a simple meetup at heartland mall this year, because I am a considerate friend!&lt;br /&gt;You mean what I mean huh, girls?&lt;br /&gt;I love meet ups with them, lots of laughters and gossips coupled with occasional cold moments due to shinghuay's contribution of cold jokes.&lt;br /&gt;But this time round, I will give her due credit which is to (FINALLY!!) pass us the neoprints which we took three years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1860.jpg" height="240" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1864.jpg" height="240" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, everyone is amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dang, dang, dang! My present this year is Laneige Water Bank Essence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1885-1.jpg" height="300" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! This moisturizer is damn good!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I always have difficulty finding a suitable moisturizer because my stupid combination skin. My face is always oily when I wake up every morning. But I don't have this problem with this moisturizer! I am so going to be a die-hard fan of Laneige!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, since most of them couldn't make it on Friday...&lt;br /&gt;I brought along the photobook and guestbook for them to view and sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1869.jpg" height="240" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1874.jpg" height="240" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the love, girls!&lt;br /&gt;And for helping me strike off one item on my wishlist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2208740741802466013?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2208740741802466013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2208740741802466013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2208740741802466013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2208740741802466013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-friday-is-day.html' title='This Friday is the DAY!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6318616280342055009</id><published>2010-08-19T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T17:07:14.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIE peeps meetup!</title><content type='html'>Met my NIE peeps on Tuesday for a simple lunch at Soup Spoon followed by an impromptu KTV session at Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was ok, nothing to shout about.&lt;br /&gt;But I am glad that I had chosen the Tangy Tomato Soup with Basil this time round instead of the usual Velvety Mushroom, the soup despite being a little spicy is actually quite tasty. =)&lt;br /&gt;Pris shared her views about a diet plan which she attempted for three days,&lt;br /&gt;and upon hearing it, my only thought was... "Just let me grow fat!"&lt;br /&gt;NONONO! I kept telling myself I should control my diet, cut down on my snacks and fried food... I simply cannot do that! No determination at all!&lt;br /&gt;The only difference I made was to have supper on alternate days and not let it be a daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;The end result? No weight loss. GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough ranting on the weight loss issue.&lt;br /&gt;We went to KTV again, after our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;It was a little more crazy this time round.&lt;br /&gt;But the girls as usual are like very sweet and gentle people, so even KTV is a serious matter where everyone will sit down and sing properly. And not jump around and sing and shout like how CLIC used to do.&lt;br /&gt;JONAS joined us for the session, and with him around...&lt;br /&gt;everyone else is only in-charge of laughing.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO FUNNY, JOJOBAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs282.snc4/40449_423314742340_672097340_5478793_5944_n.jpg" height="255" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I looked serious when we were discussing over my ROM details.&lt;br /&gt;Can tell that I am very stressed-up right?&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, thanks for the advices you girls have given me all this while...&lt;br /&gt;I really do appreciate them. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6318616280342055009?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6318616280342055009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6318616280342055009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6318616280342055009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6318616280342055009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/nie-peeps-meetup.html' title='NIE peeps meetup!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8376919967577120686</id><published>2010-08-14T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:54:50.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY-ness!</title><content type='html'>Went for the second gown fitting today.&lt;br /&gt;Why a second one?&lt;br /&gt;Because I was googling on hairstyle to match with the gown which I had chosen previously,&lt;br /&gt;but to my disappointment, I found none to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;Then I start to feel that my choice of gown is a real lousy one.&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;called up the boutique and explain our situation to them&lt;br /&gt;and they kindly arranged a second fitting despite we are just 2 weeks away from the BIG BIG day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY-ness.&lt;br /&gt;This time round, I did a thorough search online.&lt;br /&gt;What to look out for and so on. And it paid off indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I told my coordinator clearly the few features which I am looking for and she immediately picked out a few gowns for me!&lt;br /&gt;And damn! I was lucky. Because the boutique just had a fashion show last month and they have new input for the short gowns!! I was totally spoilt for choice!!&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I managed to pick out one which I really really like!&lt;br /&gt;Not too fanciful, or too fairytale-like.&lt;br /&gt;Something simple and quite elegant with its details at the back of the gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the wedding is just 2 weeks away,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not post the photos up this time round.&lt;br /&gt;=) Hopefully I will surprise you guys on the day!!&lt;br /&gt;Remember to look at the back of the gown ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8376919967577120686?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8376919967577120686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8376919967577120686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8376919967577120686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8376919967577120686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-another-feeling-in-life.html' title='YAY-ness!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7061736526335113286</id><published>2010-08-12T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:56:00.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chance.</title><content type='html'>I am going for a second round of gown fitting on SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;I will make a wiser decision this time round!!&lt;br /&gt;YIPPIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am down with slight fever now.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully panadol is enough to combat this battle with the virus. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7061736526335113286?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7061736526335113286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7061736526335113286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7061736526335113286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7061736526335113286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2837323843182692966</id><published>2010-08-09T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:57:53.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says nothing is impossible?</title><content type='html'>The most common topic between my brother and I is movies.&lt;br /&gt;My brother is quite a movie-addict, particularly over English and Japanese movies.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, he has this crazy habit of watching TV while studying for exams.&lt;br /&gt;He claims that it helps him to memorize stuff.&lt;br /&gt;According to him, he is able to remember his notes when he recalls the scenes he saw while studying the particular chapter and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walah~ &lt;/span&gt;he links the notes with the movies.&lt;br /&gt;To me, that is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha~ I seriously think it is one of the many excuses he has to avoid scoldings from our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, all of the above is just random sharing and has little to do with what I intend to share today.&lt;br /&gt;So, we were talking the movie we both watched recently... Inception.&lt;br /&gt;He was telling about some nitty-gritty details which I missed out when I watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Like how the director carefully timed the pace of the movie according to our actual time and the supposed totem of Leonardo DiCaprio in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;(For those of you who didn't watch the movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totem &lt;/span&gt;is a particular object which the main characters have to help them differentiate between reality and dreams and is crucial in the movie.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my brother then triggered the curiosity in me and I went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;googling &lt;/span&gt;about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I sidetracked and came about an even more interesting topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The impossible objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The impossible objects are 2-dimensional figures which are created to seemingly project a 3-dimensional objects.&lt;br /&gt;In actuality, it is not possible to construct the 3-dimensional objects of these figures.&lt;br /&gt;They are misinterpreted by us due to optical illusions.&lt;br /&gt;Some famous impossible objects are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Penrose Triangle and Penrose Stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sg.wrs.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S0zuw0sF9MyjwAPYwu4gt./SIG=12dmfhgfp/EXP=1281425844/**http%3a//www.kerignard.com/optique/graphics/trianglerel.gif" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TF-xan3u9jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/pg3bLKVIef0/s1600/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TF-xan3u9jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/pg3bLKVIef0/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503312340607497778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;             (Introduced in Inception.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Devil's Tuning Fork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/31/Blivet.png/800px-Blivet.png" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Necker Cube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://listverse.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/582px-impossible-cube-illusion-angle.svg.png" height="220" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I tried to construct the penrose triangle according to the figure,&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, I failed.&lt;br /&gt;But it freaks me out to learn that mathematicians can actually generate such ideas!&lt;br /&gt;And I got a little giddy after staring at penrose stairs for 10 minutes, trying to figure out its construction.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe such stuff can actually make me google and read about it for like half a day.&lt;br /&gt;I am such a NERD!&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... Happy learning folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2837323843182692966?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2837323843182692966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2837323843182692966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2837323843182692966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2837323843182692966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/who-says-nothing-is-impossible.html' title='Who says nothing is impossible?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TF-xan3u9jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/pg3bLKVIef0/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-5445387335395584580</id><published>2010-08-08T01:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T02:26:09.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am sure. Can?</title><content type='html'>Like what I say not too long  ago, recently I get influenced easily.&lt;br /&gt;A random comment from anyone can activate a time bomb in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;set me into thinking negatively and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;I completely hate it.&lt;br /&gt;So the approach which I am taking now is to completely trash out those rubbish comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone happened to tell me, "If you get married now, you cannot focus on your career."&lt;br /&gt;Cannot focus on my career? Why?&lt;br /&gt;I am doing quite alright now and I am sure I can maintain my standard if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;Being married is not going to change that.&lt;br /&gt;I gave my friend a question mark look.&lt;br /&gt;But at that moment, I thought that it would be better to remain silent and hear what she has got to say.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the second comment, "Both of you are not ready."&lt;br /&gt;My look was -_-???&lt;br /&gt;Who is? Seriously, even for someone who is getting hitched at 30+,&lt;br /&gt;that person might not be as ready as you think.&lt;br /&gt;And if her concern was about our financial situation (which I don't know because I didn't ask), then it might be because she doesn't know me or us.&lt;br /&gt;It is not like we are borrowing money to get married right?&lt;br /&gt;The first few years may be a little rough,&lt;br /&gt;but what we are looking at is the many more years after.&lt;br /&gt;If you are always afraid to step out of your comfort zone, then you will always be stuck in the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;But again, I remained silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she hit the bull's-eye.&lt;br /&gt;"You sure he is the one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YES, I AM SURE! CAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buay tahan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 5-plus years, I always get this question! From different people!&lt;br /&gt;And I never understand the intention or rationale behind this question.&lt;br /&gt;All I need is your blessing. Is it that difficult?&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, at this point of time whereby I am getting married in less a month,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it is nice of you to insert any negative thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after this question,&lt;br /&gt;I told her," I think you better not get married in the future, or you will give your boyfriend lots of unnecessary stress."&lt;br /&gt;She laughed and said,"Ya lo."&lt;br /&gt;(-_-"')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5445387335395584580?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5445387335395584580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5445387335395584580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5445387335395584580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5445387335395584580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-i-am-sure-can.html' title='Yes, I am sure. Can?'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2136456630338993998</id><published>2010-08-04T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:14:11.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hen's Night.</title><content type='html'>My dearest cedar clic threw me a Hen's Party last Friday, over at Resorts World.&lt;br /&gt;I pulled Tess and Meishan along! But in the end, Meishan had to help out her dad at work and she couldn't join us for the fun. What a pity!&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, for days... my beloved&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;SARAH ANG&lt;/span&gt; had been traumatising me via sms and tagboard as she hinted that I may be required to strip in front of the girls!!&lt;br /&gt;OH GAWD! On one hand, I trust that the girls will not request me to do things that are beyond my limits but on the other hand, with Peisee as the master planner... I don't think she will set a limit for the wildness.&lt;br /&gt;And so, I attended my Hen's Night with anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gade was nice to drive Tess and I to harbourfront centre for dinner that night.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I have no idea where the girls are and it seems like the party has not started.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to ask Tess for some details but her lips are sealed.&lt;br /&gt;However, she did promise me that if she felt that the games are overboard, she will hint the girls to stop.&lt;br /&gt;And then, we arrived at Festive Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs109.ash2/38787_417435652340_672097340_5317895_5305078_n.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, over at room 427,&lt;br /&gt;I saw Peisee and Sarah at the door.&lt;br /&gt;The master planner requested me to hand over my wallet and HP,&lt;br /&gt;but instead, I gladly handed my entire bag over as it was SUPER heavy!&lt;br /&gt;I was then told to choose an envelope, between two, for the list of tasks which I have to complete.&lt;br /&gt;I chose 'A', but it was made known to me later that both envelopes shared the same content! -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs103.ash2/38486_417436572340_672097340_5317928_6014542_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs223.snc4/38486_417436577340_672097340_5317929_4827930_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first task is to choose and WEAR a costume prepared by the girls,&lt;br /&gt;and I chose a gothic corset dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs203.snc4/38486_417436587340_672097340_5317931_6794704_n.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was all ready to change into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs223.snc4/38486_417436592340_672097340_5317932_6757271_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that the dress is not sexy enough!!&lt;br /&gt;It was then I realised Tess is not in my alliance!! She was totally in cahoots with the girls!!&lt;br /&gt;And I was forced to wear the brown corset top with a short skirt, with a huge flower hairband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs223.snc4/38486_417436597340_672097340_5317933_7008902_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs103.ash2/38486_417436607340_672097340_5317935_6260241_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was told to do a sexy post.&lt;br /&gt;But I totally failed in that so I shall not post the photos here, or anywhere else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs203.snc4/38486_417436602340_672097340_5317934_5867828_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs193.snc4/37993_417436992340_672097340_5317940_920523_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we headed for St James Powerhouse for the games,&lt;br /&gt;we camwhored a lil and had some champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs093.ash2/37993_417437017340_672097340_5317945_8238342_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs223.snc4/38483_417435417340_672097340_5317875_1822590_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs216.snc4/39160_417438557340_672097340_5318052_975378_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs116.ash2/39160_417438547340_672097340_5318050_70734_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, that's me planning a safest route with Tess for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs193.snc4/37993_417436997340_672097340_5317941_1061290_n.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs173.snc4/37993_417437002340_672097340_5317942_2186827_n.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to St James, we go!&lt;br /&gt;Shall not describe the games in details, that lil small heart of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ed&lt;/span&gt; may not be able to handle! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow! We cabbed back to the hotel at 1+ where in the room,&lt;br /&gt;the girls prepared yet another surprise for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs003.snc4/33534_417439827340_672097340_5318164_1712136_n.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of them gave me their well wishes for my upcoming wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to joke my way through as I didn't want such a lovely event to be too emo.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photos with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_17242-1.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_17331.jpg?t=1280905397" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_17501.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_17221.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_17681.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, a group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs173.snc4/37993_417437012340_672097340_5317944_7099631_n.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A very big thank you for all your effort in planning the Hen's Night for me, girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The friendship among us is something which I tried my best to fight for, all these years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There were times when I did feel that I was somewhat out of place as each and everyone of us is very different in our characters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But now, I finally understand that it is these differences that make our friendship special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As the days passed by, I simply have more reasons to protect our friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that we are going through different life events in our lives, we need not fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Because we know that no matter what happen, we have the support from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;Mindy, Peisee, Sarah, Shinghuay, Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Tess and Meishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2136456630338993998?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2136456630338993998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2136456630338993998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2136456630338993998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2136456630338993998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-hens-night.html' title='My Hen&apos;s Night.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7392853832789676785</id><published>2010-08-01T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:36:24.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey-Yo! Pretty Hen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TFRQxBm_jgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KHg80-5kPos/s1600/IMG_1673%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TFRQxBm_jgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KHg80-5kPos/s320/IMG_1673%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500109848102014466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks a lot for a wonderful Hen's Night!&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/17292039-7392853832789676785?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7392853832789676785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7392853832789676785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7392853832789676785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7392853832789676785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-yo.html' title='Hey-Yo! Pretty Hen!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TFRQxBm_jgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KHg80-5kPos/s72-c/IMG_1673%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-3132441462019853409</id><published>2010-07-29T17:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T17:18:46.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 71st Month!</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I celebrated our 71st month-versary on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, before I move on to tell you guys in detail what happened that day,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Eileen and Tess for their well-wishes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;KUDOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, can continue now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;came over to my place to meet me and surprised me with a bouquet of roses!&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, I wasn't surprised since I sort of expected it.&lt;br /&gt;But it is still sweet of him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_30561.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_3059.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_3081.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_30801.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial plan was to have our lunch separately so that we can go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gai-gai&lt;/span&gt; after we meet, and ideally look for decorative items for our ring holder and guestbook, required for the ROM.&lt;br /&gt;But I spoilt his plan since I gave my sandwich, which happened to be my breakfast, to my brother who was a little ill that morning.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we went to grab a quick bite at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;And while waiting for my beloved chicken teriyaki ramen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240888.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240896.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240906.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240905.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;his present! Which is a Fred Perry polo tee! (Err, but no photo...)&lt;br /&gt;Since we didn't plan to give each other a gift, I didn't expect one in return.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, he took a really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obiang &lt;/span&gt;wrapper out from his bag and I raised my eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;ONE look and I knew he bought me a soft toy.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA! I am contemplating  to donate my collection of soft toys to the needy children and here I am receiving yet another soft toy!&lt;br /&gt;But before I said anything, he said,"This one cannot donate hor! Because it is the last tigger which I will give you."&lt;br /&gt;Fine lo, I will donate the rest, but keep this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_3122.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;I was so hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240913.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240916.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Despicable Me.&lt;br /&gt;Which was, in my opinion, a little overrated.&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I cannot deny that the minions are CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;Went to spotlight, made with love and paper market to shop for the decorative items.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I handed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;his second present!&lt;br /&gt;Which is home-baked cookies made with love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_31441.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_3147.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the stickers and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;we started walking to chijmes where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;had made a reservation for our dinner. =)&lt;br /&gt;(Alamak! Eat again!)&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we had our dinner at bobbys, a simple restaurant which serves yummy calamari and pork ribs!&lt;br /&gt;Check out the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1689.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1690.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1714.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1713.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1710.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1712.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ordered red wine for the night while I had cranberry juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1707.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P7240929.jpg" height="285" width="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice dinner!&lt;br /&gt;But where's the dessert?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, his plan was for us to walk slowly to esplanade for Haagen-Dazs.&lt;br /&gt;But as we walked past city link, my legs were too tired to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, we saw a ice-cream store and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1729.jpg" height="215" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;BUT the night was not over and we started to do up our wedding ring holder and guestbook.&lt;br /&gt;The process was a lil messy so I won't post the photos up.&lt;br /&gt;How about seeing the end-result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1738.jpg" height="215" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_17361.jpg" height="215" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was the end of our 71st month-versary celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Next months, things changed.&lt;br /&gt;For the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3132441462019853409?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3132441462019853409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3132441462019853409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3132441462019853409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3132441462019853409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/71st-month.html' title='The 71st Month!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6716213717916661458</id><published>2010-07-28T21:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:27:35.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I am not pregnant.</title><content type='html'>Went to visit a gynae today.&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Now, look at the title of this blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let me continue my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father has always told me that I should do a proper health check-up and stuff before I get married, just to be responsible. But, I was always procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;You know, with the usual thought of "Come on, I am young!"&lt;br /&gt;Which essentially means young = healthy!&lt;br /&gt;But over the weekend,&lt;br /&gt;friends, my dad and even the TV programmes which I watched were feeding me the idea that being young does not equal to being healthy.&lt;br /&gt;And the worst situation is that I may have difficulty in getting pregnant, for some unknown reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Just to sidetrack a little, I read from the SG motherhood website that having menses does not necessary means that you have ovulation.&lt;br /&gt;So my fear builds up, and I thought I should be responsible to my husband (to-be) and my own body too! And I certainly don't want to look good on the outside but actually, my organs inside are damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chui&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So off I went to see the gynae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of a friend, I managed to book an appointment with Dr. Selina Chua from Women's Specialist Associates at Mount Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how frightened I was while waiting for my turn!&lt;br /&gt;I kept imagining the picture with the doctor telling me that I need to go for treatment and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;GAWD! The stress is too much for me to handle!&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it turned out to be I am good to have babies!&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I would love to have one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE YEARS LATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? I am quite a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiasi&lt;/span&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;I always try to plan ahead in my life and follow to it.&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully, I will see my little Edmund/Violet running around the house and I can address Edmund as 孩子的爸!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaha! I am totally insane!&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, you have no idea how happy I was this afternoon to know that I am healthy.&lt;br /&gt;However, I doubt I will be this happy when I see my card bill next month. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be arranging a full body check-up with a GP next week.&lt;br /&gt;=) They can do anything to me, except drawing my blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6716213717916661458?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6716213717916661458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6716213717916661458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6716213717916661458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6716213717916661458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-i-am-not-pregnant.html' title='No, I am not pregnant.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-6082657000453981815</id><published>2010-07-21T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:18:14.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a TV-addict!</title><content type='html'>Three days into my 'totally-slack' week, and I think I am getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after observing myself for three days...&lt;br /&gt;I hereby declare that I really am a TV-addict!&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine? I watched Alice in the Wonderland on DVD, twice within two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.list.co.uk/images/2009/09/09/alice-in-wonderland2-lst066214.jpg" height="200" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never quite a cat-lover, but I really like Tim Burton's idea of Cheshire Cat.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know who that is? Never mind... Have a picture for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://moviecrematorium.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/cheshire_cat-650x520.jpg" height="200" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;With some sort of evaporating skills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;somemore&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just one movie cannot substantiate my point that I am a TV-ADDICT.&lt;br /&gt;How about watching 5 episodes of Glee and Drop Dead Diva,&lt;br /&gt;plus re-watching parts of &lt;he's&gt;"He's Beautiful".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAH&lt;/span&gt;! More episodes tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing to share on this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;suggested  that we should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;go on a formal date on next Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;to  celebrate our 71st month-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;niversary&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;which happened to be the last  month-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;niversary&lt;/span&gt; of us still being BF/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt;. SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;For the past few  years, we always try our best to celebrate the 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of every month.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,  time doesn't permit that but we are just as contented if we could only  meet up for a simple and short supper at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mcdonald's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Since life is  going to enter a different phase next month, the more we should  celebrate this last month-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;niversary&lt;/span&gt; with a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With him planning the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;itinerary&lt;/span&gt;, all I need to do is to dress up nicely for the day!&lt;br /&gt;YIPPIE! You're the MAN,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/he's&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-6082657000453981815?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/6082657000453981815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=6082657000453981815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6082657000453981815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/6082657000453981815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-tv-addict.html' title='I am a TV-addict!'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-1235727567978631887</id><published>2010-07-19T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:47:14.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacking of Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>Haven't make any plan for this week.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it feels good to know that I have nothing on this entire week and I can stay at home the entire week and just slack my days away, probably coupled with some walks in the park with my beloved&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; BUTTON&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I can roll on my bed and refuse to wake up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;skip breakfast and have potato chips for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares!&lt;br /&gt;Let me slack to my heart content for this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Went pubbing with his family.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking, pool, singing K... what a happening family!&lt;br /&gt;It is a pity that Edwin and Peiyi couldn't join us as Edwin is under confinement.&lt;br /&gt;Next time, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I stayed over at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Baby's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;place on Saturday and after I washed my hair at night,&lt;br /&gt;his dad went into his room and passed me the hair-dryer while I was packing my bag.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;I was a little touched by his action.&lt;br /&gt;But when I reflect upon it, I was a little guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is not like my dad doesn't do the same thing, but maybe over the years...&lt;br /&gt;I simply took him for granted.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! Snap my out of this emo shit!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FATHER OK!&lt;br /&gt;not like he will see this, but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see this post getting totally random.&lt;br /&gt;Time to end it. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-1235727567978631887?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/1235727567978631887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=1235727567978631887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1235727567978631887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1235727567978631887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/lacking-of-monday-blues.html' title='Lacking of Monday Blues'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2670537210520168883</id><published>2010-07-19T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T02:21:45.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random act.</title><content type='html'>Seems like a lot of bloggers around me are changing their blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;Make mine look old.&lt;br /&gt;So I packed up my lazy bones and reformatted my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Yawn... Time to hit the sack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2670537210520168883?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2670537210520168883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2670537210520168883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2670537210520168883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2670537210520168883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-act.html' title='Random act.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8383702235404628536</id><published>2010-07-16T13:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:42:12.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for life.</title><content type='html'>In my three years of study in NIE,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have a specific group of friends in school.&lt;br /&gt;I was more like a social butterfly, joining different groups of people for lunch, groupwork or even dinners.&lt;br /&gt;But it was ok for me, I was simply too caught up with my life outside school.&lt;br /&gt;However, almost into my fourth year of study, I now have a group of peers whom I regard as friends because they made the effort to maintain the friendship and to care for one another.&lt;br /&gt;We even meet up during holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to some people, this is no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, it is.&lt;br /&gt;I see the effort which we all put in. Be it a shopping trip, or lunch at one of the girls' home and spend the afternoon away with some random chats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7100881.jpg?t=1279259466" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo was taken on Wednesday at Eileen's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Yvonne's place last week too!&lt;br /&gt;And she whipped up a YUMMILICIOUS lunch for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7050870.jpg?t=1279259778" height="300" width="240" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7050863.jpg" height="300" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/th_P7050869.jpg?t=1279259944" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;Appetizer was Salad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7050864.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oven-baked baguette with mixed diced tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;The three &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kosong&lt;/span&gt; ones were for Eileen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7050868.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main course!&lt;br /&gt;Prawn aglio &lt;span class="highlight"&gt;olio&lt;/span&gt; with yummy mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;All the girls are big fans of spicy stuff!&lt;br /&gt;So Yvonne actually cooked this specially for me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7050865.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tom Yum &lt;/span&gt;spaghetti!&lt;br /&gt;According to the girls, this dish is a must-have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had grilled fish too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/th_P7050866.jpg?t=1279260654" height="230" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/P7050867.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is of Thai flavour and the one on the right is Argentina style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can see how much effort she put in for the meal?&lt;br /&gt;To think there is only five of us sharing the food!&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why my diet plan is not working ALL THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sweet post, right?&lt;br /&gt;Of course must end it with a 全家福.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f194/koalantree/NIEmates.jpg" height="230" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 2.15 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8383702235404628536?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8383702235404628536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8383702235404628536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8383702235404628536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8383702235404628536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/424.html' title='Friends for life.'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-5388987122882287871</id><published>2010-07-12T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T14:04:59.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>432</title><content type='html'>blog is pretty dead.&lt;br /&gt;despite life has been quite happening!&lt;br /&gt;pretty much done with the wedding preps now,&lt;br /&gt;so i am awaiting the date to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MAN! i am so nervous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off 2.05 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-5388987122882287871?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/5388987122882287871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=5388987122882287871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5388987122882287871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/5388987122882287871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/432.html' title='432'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3499752009640151992</id><published>2010-07-05T14:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T14:56:42.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>431</title><content type='html'>before i forget again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should be 53 this year! =)&lt;br /&gt;i love you, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a busy week, i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;so busy that i think i need to sleep the whole of this week to replenish my energy!&lt;br /&gt;but i am glad to get things done! yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am little bothered/concerned/etc... a little bit of everything, with a friend's comment.&lt;br /&gt;see, most of the time i don't really take into heart of what others say&lt;br /&gt;because i don't really catch what they are saying anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it is only when i recall and then i realise the things that some people said, supposedly unintentional, can be hurtful and sarcastic but since it is too late for me to be angry, i don't bother to get angry and life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;however, all in all... i still feel that we should not judge others with our standard.&lt;br /&gt;for one simple reason, which is the fact that we are all different.&lt;br /&gt;we have different experience, different thinking.&lt;br /&gt;and the same standard does not apply to all.&lt;br /&gt;after these many incidents over the past few weeks, i learnt one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Never tell others what they should do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is afterall their lives, their decisions.&lt;br /&gt;what you can do as a friend, a family or simply someone who truly cares,&lt;br /&gt;is to present the situation to him/her,&lt;br /&gt;shows the person the pros and cons of the various decisions&lt;br /&gt;in hope to aid him/her in making the decision.&lt;br /&gt;who are we to make decisions in others' lives?&lt;br /&gt;even if the person is someone really really close to you,&lt;br /&gt;you are still not the one going through the experience he/she went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing to share.&lt;br /&gt;i used to think i am a good decision maker.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i think i am getting more and more fickle-minded and easily influenced by others.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;say for instance, my brother passed some random comments about my photobook and i got offended. and in fact, i was thinking of remaking a new one after hearing what he said.&lt;br /&gt;also, friends have a different opinion in my gown selection.&lt;br /&gt;all other dresses were chosen except for the one i picked!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, for a moment i was depressed.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought of calling the studio to arrange for another round of selection.&lt;br /&gt;i thought about these incidents last night and i was like what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;if i am going to regret, then i should have seek for their advices before i make the decisions,&lt;br /&gt;and not after.&lt;br /&gt;and since i have already made the decision, then i shouldn't waste time to regret and ponder if the decision i made is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;to be a little crude...&lt;br /&gt;i am the main lead for that day, not the dress or the photobook or the rings or the food.&lt;br /&gt;so time to move on for other decisions.&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys mean good and i appreciate that but what you didn't realise is that when all the comments from everyone come together, it will equate to pressure to me.&lt;br /&gt;because i listen and i believe, and then i start to doubt myself which is really a sucky feeling.&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time, i should consult beforehand and not aftermath. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;i hope&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pass his IPPT tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 2.49 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3499752009640151992?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3499752009640151992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3499752009640151992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3499752009640151992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3499752009640151992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/07/431.html' title='431'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8235009147129526660</id><published>2010-06-29T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:56:23.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>430</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one more big step forward!&lt;br /&gt;we went gown fitting yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the session was smooth but i can't help but to be a little disappointed&lt;br /&gt;with the range available for the bridal studio.&lt;br /&gt;read from forums and magazines that the boutique I signed up with is rather well-known in its short gowns design, but when we went there yesterday... we were definitely not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;the gowns they have are either too elaborated with too much details or simply too plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of a cupboard full of gowns,&lt;br /&gt;i only picked out like 5 to try out.&lt;br /&gt;and here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.edvimundolet.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/500x500/1/IMG-1599.jpg?et=9JHcEhH%2CY5gsVi56n7fKKw&amp;amp;nmid=346564588" height="250" width="185" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.edvimundolet.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/500x500/3/IMG-1604.jpg?et=7qUol6XbdTCJeWuynHbjYg&amp;amp;nmid=346564588" height="250" width="185" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.edvimundolet.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/500x500/4/IMG-1605.jpg?et=ZEboUMOwouj3NlHp4Eoong&amp;amp;nmid=346564588" height="250" width="185" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.edvimundolet.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/500x500/5/IMG-1606.jpg?et=Ee6%2C5IOU7TDaFIEM7jSq2Q&amp;amp;nmid=346564588" height="250" width="185" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.edvimundolet.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/500x500/6/IMG-1607.jpg?et=Iu4lIyGP2zcZNwfPUXy4fg&amp;amp;nmid=346564588" height="250" width="185" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.edvimundolet.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/500x500/7/IMG-1602.jpg?et=i4PHrceF%2CotOEQarOBSHBQ&amp;amp;nmid=346564588" height="250" width="185" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many tries and re-tries,&lt;br /&gt;i picked the last design.&lt;br /&gt;the third design looks nice in photo, but its embroidery doesn't look nice in reality&lt;br /&gt;moreover, i am not a fan of tube/tube dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is SO SWEET yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the session was very boring for him cos all he get to do is wait and give comments as i change in and out the gowns.&lt;br /&gt;but he didn't complain and said that he is happy to see me having fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs090.snc4/35860_407064467340_672097340_5046979_4803098_n.jpg" height="250" width="185" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to not love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 4.54 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8235009147129526660?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8235009147129526660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8235009147129526660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8235009147129526660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8235009147129526660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/430.html' title='430'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-1469295047119006145</id><published>2010-06-27T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T02:13:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>429</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I still have two months to do the preparations.&lt;br /&gt;But I somehow feel that I don't have enough TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Is it the anxiety or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at work, I decided to take up the responsibility to plan the run-down for the day and the emcee script, since I reckon that I am better in the logistics anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But hell! My mind is in a swirl!&lt;br /&gt;This is way worse than lesson planning.&lt;br /&gt;With the lappy in front of me, I just sat there thinking what to type.&lt;br /&gt;I really can feel the stress!&lt;br /&gt;Eileen, if you are reading this... I NEED YOUR HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we wanted to have those personalised figurines for decorative purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Like the one below, from Eikon SG!&lt;br /&gt;Totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eikon.sg/contents/media/group.jpg" height="225" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not a football team of us...&lt;br /&gt;But we were quoted some 250 bucks to 300 bucks for the figurine.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us felt that the figurine is totally not a necessity,&lt;br /&gt;and the money can be put to better use.&lt;br /&gt;So we are not getting them anymore,&lt;br /&gt;first big step to our saving plan! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the list of things to get/do is getting longer,&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty much enjoying the process despite the stress.&lt;br /&gt;Finally something concrete to do after two freaking months of rotting (literally!).&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I won't mess up my own wedding and everything will go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shui-shui&lt;/span&gt; that day.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers and toes crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 2.02 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-1469295047119006145?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/1469295047119006145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=1469295047119006145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1469295047119006145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1469295047119006145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/429.html' title='429'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-1255288656208876020</id><published>2010-06-23T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:46:10.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>428</title><content type='html'>decided to have another website for the posting for wedding events,&lt;br /&gt;for uploading of photos and such.&lt;br /&gt;and yup, i have done it!&lt;br /&gt;have already uploaded photos of our wedding bands and also,&lt;br /&gt;the sneak  preview of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photobook&lt;/span&gt; which we ordered for the solemnisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://edvimundolet.multiply.com/home" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;http://edvimundolet.multiply.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting with the hotel co-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ordinator&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;decided on the details for the ceremony like floral deco, wedding gifts and layout etc.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everything will turn out fine like what she promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i had overspent way too much for the solemnisation,&lt;br /&gt;must learn to watch our expenses and buy only the necessities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 2.47 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-1255288656208876020?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/1255288656208876020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=1255288656208876020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1255288656208876020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/1255288656208876020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/428.html' title='428'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-2863989152902717938</id><published>2010-06-18T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T15:13:17.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>427</title><content type='html'>Just slightly more than two months,&lt;br /&gt;and we will be husband and wife. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Though I am excited about the ROM, I must say I am actually more looking forward to the honeymoon trip to Phuket and Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me get out of SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gown fitting session is next Monday,&lt;br /&gt;and after that, I will go get my bridal shoes!&lt;br /&gt;There is one pair who I really like at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;Not really fanciful with crystals and such,&lt;br /&gt;but I think it looks really elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this holidays is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will go pick up something to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 3.13 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2863989152902717938?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2863989152902717938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2863989152902717938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2863989152902717938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2863989152902717938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/427.html' title='427'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-4023507045896276727</id><published>2010-06-16T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:57:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>426</title><content type='html'>holidays truly destroyed all my saving plans!&lt;br /&gt;with more meet-ups with friends and also, shopping&lt;br /&gt;how to save?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOO. I think I better stop bringing my cards out on trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, I always love June,&lt;br /&gt;not just because of the holidays but also because June is the birthday month for two girls of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CLIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that means more gatherings with them!&lt;br /&gt;we had celebrated Mindy's birthday last week,&lt;br /&gt;but none of us bought cakes. =(&lt;br /&gt;so now that it's Sarah's birthday,&lt;br /&gt;SMART peisee bought TWO cakes!!&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TBhinYJi3bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/CaKZEg7peuM/s1600/IMG_1503-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TBhinYJi3bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/CaKZEg7peuM/s320/IMG_1503-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483240974960483762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, we always fail to take group photo.&lt;br /&gt;and this time round, we resort to using my iphone to take photos,&lt;br /&gt;which explain the photo quality huh.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU CLIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MINDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (belated) and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; SARAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, last friday,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i met up with sarah, timothy and shing(who was LATE due to her sudden trip to IT fair) for L4D2.&lt;br /&gt;the usual gang, i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at pomo before heading to prinsep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_0790.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_0795.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;versus&lt;/span&gt; that night. all the way from 5+ to 10.&lt;br /&gt;it was madness. 5 hours straight of non-stop hits from LAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_0808.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_0813.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_0800.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_0801.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;versus&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;turned timothy and sarah against each other.&lt;br /&gt;sarah turned her screen away from timothy, who did the same act later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1498.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1499.jpg" height="210" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take any photo of shing because we were too shag after the game later. =)&lt;br /&gt;ladies, this friday meet again k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 4.57 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-4023507045896276727?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/4023507045896276727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=4023507045896276727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4023507045896276727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/4023507045896276727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/426.html' title='426'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vIHD3-2gUqc/TBhinYJi3bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/CaKZEg7peuM/s72-c/IMG_1503-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17292039.post-2666227665546921255</id><published>2010-06-15T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:14:25.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>425</title><content type='html'>As i re-read my previous blog entry,&lt;br /&gt;I realised how ambiguous I was.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, that many people misunderstood what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To friends who are truly concern about my well-being,&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot. But I am fine. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the ones who smsed me about,"What happened between you and Edmund?",&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your concern too.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing is wrong because the one I am writing about is not him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you in one way or another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;, I am sorry to scare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I will not reveal who I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to guess, go ahead. But no prize given hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ShingHuay and Sarah, please control your urge for L4D a little.&lt;br /&gt;If not I will think that you BOTH are infected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 1.14 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-2666227665546921255?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/2666227665546921255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=2666227665546921255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2666227665546921255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/2666227665546921255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/425.html' title='425'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-7100339509232823143</id><published>2010-06-13T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:20:01.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>424</title><content type='html'>i no longer know if the decision i made earlier on is correct or not.&lt;br /&gt;i am tired of being responsible for so many things,&lt;br /&gt;and all these decisions are pulling me down.&lt;br /&gt;i no longer have energy to think further into this issue&lt;br /&gt;because i had after all used all my energy to convince myself in letting you out to see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;but it is always easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;you do not face the situation which i face.&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to make you a happier man?&lt;br /&gt;or am i simply not the one you are looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the closeness we used to share.&lt;br /&gt;but now that things had changed,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who to blame.&lt;br /&gt;and in the deepest of my heart, i am lost.&lt;br /&gt;just as i am afraid of losing you, i guess i already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 1.40 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-7100339509232823143?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/7100339509232823143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=7100339509232823143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7100339509232823143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/7100339509232823143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/424.html' title='424'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-8431663916387963015</id><published>2010-06-10T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:29:31.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>423</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my love for benefit is well-supported by friends, boyf and my bank savings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YIPPIE!&lt;br /&gt;over these few weeks, i bought/got three items from benefit.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the realness of concealness kit,&lt;br /&gt;which includes several products like the lemon aid and boi-ing (eye concealers),&lt;br /&gt;lip pump and ooh la lift.&lt;br /&gt;for me, this product comes in handy cos i don't really put on thick make-up,&lt;br /&gt;the purpose for make-up to me is just to conceal my flaws&lt;br /&gt;like the stupid eye bags and dark eye circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070855.jpg" height="190" width="250" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070857.jpg" height="190" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after peiyi mentioned that ion sephora has sales, i went to there last week.&lt;br /&gt;to my horror, the lady from the benefit counter told me that the body-so-fine body balm which i am looking for has sold out and benefit is launching another similar product soon so they will cease the production of body-so-fine.&lt;br /&gt;i was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;but i believe that i wont be that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to another counter (yes, they have two counters) to look for the product.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala~&lt;/span&gt; i got the last piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/IMG_1423.jpg" height="250" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really use it on daily basis,&lt;br /&gt;i bought it solely because of my rom.&lt;br /&gt;and then, lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THE BENETINT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given to me by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;evon&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;benetint is a cheek and lip stain which works like a blusher and lip stick.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was fascinated by the raving comments about it in the forum&lt;br /&gt;and i was dying to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;the stain lasts longer than the blushers which i had used before&lt;br /&gt;and it does not dirty the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, its colour is really natural!&lt;br /&gt;but it can be quite difficult to spread evenly on the cheek,&lt;br /&gt;think i will need more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070859.jpg" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i *heart benefit stuff!&lt;br /&gt;nice vintage packaging and innovative products!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/BenefitBlog.jpg" height="300" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chui &lt;/span&gt;look, ok?&lt;br /&gt;at home, too lazy to make up.&lt;br /&gt;let me get another model to do the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070852.jpg" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*benefit should really consider paying me for this ad. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, you really think button is this obedient with the shooting.&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY! i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;look behind the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070848.jpg" height="250" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070849.jpg" height="250" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, she gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b346/puffersi/P6070850.jpg" height="190" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 5.28 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-8431663916387963015?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/8431663916387963015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=8431663916387963015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8431663916387963015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/8431663916387963015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/423.html' title='423'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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-17292039.post-3298161876896062350</id><published>2010-06-09T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:30:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>422</title><content type='html'>recent meetings with friends make me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;more often than not, we only remember the moments when we don't own something&lt;br /&gt;or when something unpleasant unhappened.&lt;br /&gt;but the more one feels this way, the more things this person is losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried playing my role well as a daughter, a sister and a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;but i haven't been playing my role well as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;i am truly grateful that i am able to meet so many lovely friends in my life.&lt;br /&gt;these couple of months, there are times when friends misunderstand one another&lt;br /&gt;(especially friends from different social circles).&lt;br /&gt;they think that some are not been very nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;but i beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;i believe it is because you guys don't know one another.&lt;br /&gt;if you all were to meet, and get to know one another well,&lt;br /&gt;you will realise that everyone is just as lovely as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you take a step, you will see a clearer picture.&lt;br /&gt;if i can see it, you can too. =]&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i love all of you!&lt;br /&gt;each and every single one from CEDAR, SP and NIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;violet &lt;/span&gt;signed off at 12.29 a.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17292039-3298161876896062350?l=missy-violet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/feeds/3298161876896062350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17292039&amp;postID=3298161876896062350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3298161876896062350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17292039/posts/default/3298161876896062350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missy-violet.blogspot.com/2010/06/422.html' title='422'/><author><name>puffersi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10009919711804102016</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></feed>
