<?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-29208968</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:50:26.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story My Memory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-6124039578884162431</id><published>2011-08-21T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:09:36.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Journey</title><content type='html'>I know it took me awhile to write this post. Ready? Here you go.. (gonna be long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been two weeks. I have not have the chance to 'monitor' Belysa development. Finally got to 'see' it just now. Was great. More cranes and the staff hostel was constructed too. Meanwhile, I also have a view on other projects latest development. NV is on good progress. Developer building on the blocks and floors. Livia is best. Can ever see renovations completed. I saw residents playing tennis in the teniss court. How nice. Belysa, still long way. Another projectm Estuary, also on its way.. think by mid next yr will be completed. Good news for all owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another news to update. I've left my company for other opportunity. Feeling kinda sad becoz I feel there are more I could learn and contribute. Afterall, YS decided to took me back (of coz I was affordable :D). Kinda of sad becoz I have some effort in puting my baby together, and I wasnt able to 'see' it grow. Hopefully, the new guy continue to 'nurture' it. Feels really sorry and guilty for YS that I have to leave him at this time. I have no intention to leave so early, but its not that opportunity come easy. Really hope he understands. Was at new position for a week. The whole feelings and emotions are different from the first time I joined the other company. This time, it feels more like I wanna do something for myself and I need to work hard in all aspects of me. Like what the HR (old company) told me, maybe i just need to be more determine in the things I want to do/ achieve. I think shes right. More determination and be a grown up. This time, I only cried once, secrectly. You know, I have high resistance to change. I will cry while adapting. Anyway, cut the story short. Am looking forward to this Friday, will be meeting ex-colleagues and friends. YS will be there too. happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Soh and I went for short getaway to Batam. Nice place. We had great time. Enjoyable. Many ask, when are we getting married. It has been eight years. I can only say, we are taking our time to plan and finance everything, the house, the wedding, the honeymoon (if budget allow). Lets wait awhile for my job to stablise and we see how. Afterall, its BIG and lifetime decision. We are not rushing to get married (unless I am pregnant, which have the slightest possibility to happen) ha! Anyway, I guess, its time I stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more... soon (hopefully). I wanna go for another certification before the year ends. Thinking abt the resolutions for this year. I only met one. So, I better buck up to get another certification. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned, my pal!&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/29208968-6124039578884162431?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6124039578884162431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6124039578884162431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6124039578884162431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6124039578884162431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-journey.html' title='New Journey'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5041107079799183906</id><published>2011-05-25T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:45:12.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belysa- Our new home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is really a special day to remember. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610678721642335218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SAycCJMtp_4/Td0ikhhVi_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NdLZ5EdIeOc/s320/belysa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Few days ago, Soh saw the release of Belysa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went for the E-application last weekend. Crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Marie, our agent. Very nice lady. Very patient with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the balloting day for Belysa. Btw, it is pronoun as Ber-li-sa. Such a nice name right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep telling to myself, is this real. We are getting Belysa??!! And its real. Coz we paid for the deposit already. No back out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The unit we bought is the smallest of the project. No balcony, no linen area and of coz no utility room. Not sad. Just if we could afford, a bigger unit will be nicer.. or even with a balcony. This is to make me remember that I need to work harder for a bigger unit. Cheer on!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photo taken earlier today.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for your number to be call -2036!!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610678705006147586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBLPIr9AqZM/Td0ijji9eAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/EGZRn1k6T1I/s320/balloting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Show flat&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610678709780357970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nz53oNLDZ5g/Td0ij1VOI1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kdAB_BpwbCU/s320/showflat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The pool is there.. *see*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610678716314521170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a2SCjKdDLuM/Td0ikNrFjlI/AAAAAAAAAKA/v7lVHt9QB10/s320/showflat2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; that is the unit we bought. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610678718190969602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWNeZfmayfg/Td0ikUqd4wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/mhWAMamr_q8/s320/0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making this happen. Support from parents and soh.&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/29208968-5041107079799183906?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5041107079799183906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5041107079799183906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5041107079799183906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5041107079799183906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/05/belysa-our-new-home.html' title='Belysa- Our new home'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SAycCJMtp_4/Td0ikhhVi_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NdLZ5EdIeOc/s72-c/belysa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-2665335322985441527</id><published>2011-04-19T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T21:42:40.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something brights the evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597283848130416882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPw7HkNAG0U/Ta2MARLYUPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/H2x0Lwzgwbs/s320/CAPM.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Yes, I am certified (for five years). Arent you happy for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2665335322985441527?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2665335322985441527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2665335322985441527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2665335322985441527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2665335322985441527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/04/something-brights-evening.html' title='Something brights the evening'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/-tPw7HkNAG0U/Ta2MARLYUPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/H2x0Lwzgwbs/s72-c/CAPM.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-5977690878693260171</id><published>2011-04-14T22:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:49:37.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>I qoute from Happiness in a Nutshell by Andrew Mattews: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is never going to down from a cloud and say: "&lt;em&gt;You now have the permission to be successful&lt;/em&gt;!" you have to give yourself permission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is always "what are you going to do with what you have?" While the answer is "not much", nothing gets better. &lt;em&gt;The universal rewards effort, not excuses&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these two qoutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you benefit too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5977690878693260171?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5977690878693260171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5977690878693260171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5977690878693260171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5977690878693260171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/04/happiness-in-nutshell.html' title='Happiness in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-537105063900571992</id><published>2011-04-10T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:04:11.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Growing up is a process. Its never a destination. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously, I am quite affected by people around me. Especially with people I know for very very long.. like cousins, relatives, family memebers, super close friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Growing up is something every child wish for when we were young. We yearn for the freedom, yearn for things we like to do, etc. Does growing up = a really good things to be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do we really stop and think about the consequences/ responsbilities that a grown up needs to have? Not easy. Especially seeing my sister and cousins giving birth and getting married at mid 20s. I dont know why I am feeling ... old. I guess. Just feel like if only time can go back.. and we be young, innocent, and naive. Where we were not under any stress or pressure, where the world seems less challenging. How I hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just hoping that everyone is blessed and will be happy each day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love me. and stay tuned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-537105063900571992?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/537105063900571992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=537105063900571992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/537105063900571992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/537105063900571992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/04/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4487668042114688443</id><published>2011-03-30T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:59:14.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPM</title><content type='html'>Certified Associate in Project Management! I get to enjoy this title for the next five years. Arent you happy for me? I am indeed overjoy for there isnt any dumps to this certification. 1 down. More to come. Live life to its fullest, friend. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4487668042114688443?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4487668042114688443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4487668042114688443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4487668042114688443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4487668042114688443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/03/capm.html' title='CAPM'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4308288131048150059</id><published>2011-03-03T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:30:44.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who moved my cheese?</title><content type='html'>I read a book today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its says,"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagining myself enjoying new cheese, even before I find it, leads me to it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like this too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4308288131048150059?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4308288131048150059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4308288131048150059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4308288131048150059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4308288131048150059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-moved-my-cheese.html' title='who moved my cheese?'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8647268272524382182</id><published>2011-02-19T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:32:05.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my birthday</title><content type='html'>Its my birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its gonna be a happy day for everyone (and me of coz!). I hope it will be. Afterall, my presence always brings joy. haha! On this special, my parent (or rather Mummy) bring me to this world, 25 years ago. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew, throughout my life, my 'mission'/ presence is to bring joy and help others with their problems. I like this little mission of mine. I like to bring joy to people around me, be it friends, or relatives. I want everyone to feel good of themselves. They maybe less 'successful', received lesser education (than i do), that shldnt make them feel 'lower' when they are with me. Everyone shld receive the same treatment. Even my Susanty, she shldnt feel inferior at home. Coz' everyone has something to shine, be it housework, study, work, or some other abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, anyway, I celebrated my birthday early. I work up at 9am. Early! Coz mum is going out for shopping, we decided to have the birthday cake cut this morning. My sis bought my cake ytd, as usual, she will do all the domestic stuff, like bring the cake from fridge, getting the candles ready, etc.. this year, there are three others present at the sing-the-birthday-song session. Jaymas, GM and Susanty. Jaymas is old enough to poke the candles, GM came to stay over last year, and Susanty celebrates my birthday this yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant describe, I was touched by this warm hearting moment where everyone stood around to sing my birthday song. The english version then the chinese one. Mummy initiated the chinese one after the english version. Isnt it happy? At 25, do you family still sing you birthday song? *proud* Mine do. :)) Jaymas, 3 and GM 70+.. Wow!! how not to be touched. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received presents from Office (yes from my collegues), my darling Soh, my sister, mummy, and GM. GM gave me ang bao!! I told her to just give me the red evelope will do. But she insisted. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I lined up a series of eating sessions. I gonna love food. XY will drive us (sandra amd me) to this Spanish resturant. Oh.. how nice right.. i will love to try Spanish food. Hm.. Later at night, Soh and I is going for this european cuisine @ table 66. I am going to love that too.. Hope to post more pics later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of coz, birthday messages at my wall... Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If I were some big shot, I will declare today as holiday. ha! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8647268272524382182?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8647268272524382182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8647268272524382182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8647268272524382182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8647268272524382182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-my-birthday.html' title='Its my birthday'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6987097284540837854</id><published>2011-02-13T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:54:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V-Day</title><content type='html'>I wanna say &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being at my side for the past eight years (and counting).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for celebrating V-day with me for the past eights (and counting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for making each day a V-day for the past eight years (and counting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for loving me for the past eight years (and counting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for making me exclusive for the past eight years (and counting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for everything you gave for the past eight years (and counting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 sounds really auspicious. and moving to the 9th even more auspicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To add on to this nostalgic moment....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573202043360579122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_yxh0dPLT_M/TVf9uvf9DjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qbv5LYCztTE/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks babe. For everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought me a pair of shoes today. But I think instead of walking away, I will walk with him to anyway and everywhere. Happy walking. And happy V-day to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-6987097284540837854?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6987097284540837854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6987097284540837854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6987097284540837854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6987097284540837854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V-Day'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/-_yxh0dPLT_M/TVf9uvf9DjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qbv5LYCztTE/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-9039170038236715668</id><published>2011-01-26T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:59:12.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rant; You rant.</title><content type='html'>I want to be hopeful. I think I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more excuses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the motto for this year. This new 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fulfill that.&lt;br /&gt;I will work hard and harder. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not proscastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. Give me strength. I can work harder.&lt;br /&gt;Love the people around me. Love the attention given. Good or bad. I like attention. Thank you for listening. For everything, and anything. Am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember what Soh used to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;忠言总是逆耳的&lt;br /&gt;If you understand this, I like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break the charater:&lt;br /&gt;忠 = loyal&lt;br /&gt;言 = words&lt;br /&gt;逆 = oppsite&lt;br /&gt;耳 = ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In plain text, this four character means Everyone like to listen to things they like to hear. But, some time, true/ frank advice might not be pleasing to our ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people say something you do not like, dont feel rejected/ negative. THINK instead. Is it something that the person wants to caution you. Only true friend tell you the truth. And its only them who is frank enough to tell you the darker side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb this four characters whenever someone points my shortcoming. I think its very healthy to keep this four characters in mind and in heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you benefit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-9039170038236715668?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/9039170038236715668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=9039170038236715668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9039170038236715668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9039170038236715668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-rant-you-rant.html' title='I rant; You rant.'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-659928105891849019</id><published>2011-01-09T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:23:13.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09-Jan-2011 A day I want to remember</title><content type='html'>Today is a day I want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff brought me to see ring.. with stones. Haha.. Not sure if he is really serious. But could sense he's trying to know what cut, carat, design I prefer. Isnt it exciting? Not that you hear the bells ringing soon.. more of, I finally got him (or he realised) to shop for THE ideal ring. Making me so so so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Description of the ring I spotted-&lt;br /&gt;0.36&lt;br /&gt;round&lt;br /&gt;with 'wavery' setting (tiny stones by the side)&lt;br /&gt;about VVS1 / 2 (Cant remember)&lt;br /&gt;6900-7000 RM (haha.. you know where i spot the ring) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560222325476478130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TSngvuY4zLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JbfspsfFptY/s320/ring.bmp" /&gt;Something like that with white stone in the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing based on what I see with naked eyes and whether it suit my finger (plain round setting are boring and doesnt look nice on my finger). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it looks perfect on me. hahaha.. 0.36 may seems small but with the setting decor, it looks just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the same shop after dinner (of coz to admire the ring again).. Spotted a same setting one with no tiny diamond. Unfortunately or fortunately, a .36 stone with plain setting looks tiny on ny finger. haha.. Salesgirl recommended a .4 one. Look much decent. Salesgirl began to explain the pro and cons of tiny stones by the setting. one thing she mentioned changed my mind. she said its alway nicer to have only one stone in a middle and nothing else (plain setting). Setting with tiny stones at the sides are more for function wear. Harder to maintain coz if wear everyday, tiny stones might fall off *frighten me*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, whichever setting Jeff buys, I will like (though I prefer the one with tiny stones but consider the practicality and my carelessness, it might be better to get the plain one). Plain wavery setting, .4carat about 3000+ RM. More afforadable and can wear everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so much for this post. Haha.. A plain sharing post. HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned.&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/29208968-659928105891849019?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/659928105891849019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=659928105891849019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/659928105891849019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/659928105891849019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2011/01/09-jan-2011-day-i-want-to-remember.html' title='09-Jan-2011 A day I want to remember'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TSngvuY4zLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JbfspsfFptY/s72-c/ring.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-8068863573963699065</id><published>2010-12-27T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:37:12.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its already end of the Year</title><content type='html'>Its already end of the year. Time flies. Seems like I just graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure what to post. Maybe some little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about work. Much ups and downs. Lost something. Found something. I can say its a searching journey. Searching for the right person, the right scope, the RIGHT things. I guess. Nevertheless, I am back with this company. The very first one I joined earlier this year. :) Am happy to be back. To be doing things I enjoy. Really. Feels good, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals? What abt goals. I didnt really work hard enough to achieve my goals. Much procrastination. As usual. Hoping to achieve more next year. At least 1+2. Yea, you know I mean certifications. Only had one this year. So lousy right. Soh is complaining at my 'alarming' rate of progress. Lol. Ok fine. I did study for another technical cert. But didnt go for certification. haha.. And hes the one who tempt me. Dramas, very sinful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing I acheived; Gatherings. I went to many this year. Very pleased (of myself). But i am so broke now. lol. Of coz, you know gatherings wont make one broke. :) Love my friends. I am hoping to go lesser gathering now. Coz you know. Work took up some time of mine. I really need to work hard. And need to spend some time with close ones. :) I am just happy with gathering. Best of all, for most gathering, there are drinking sessions. Isnt it a happy thingy. So many things to call for CHEERS! happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we control too little things. At many times, things just happen. Be it good or bad. Lets nature takes it course. Be happy that we are surrounded by loved ones. Many things we cannot change nor avoid. My advice, Go on, Girl. There isnt good or bad things, everything its just how you see it. Very optimistic, right. Just like me. Take the positive light with you, if misfortuate happen. Take it as a new lesson learn, you feel better this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo aside, there are things I hope to achieve for year 2011 (Like my little 2011 resoultions)&lt;br /&gt;- Pull up my socks (1+2 certs)&lt;br /&gt;- Up savings (to fund for certs)&lt;br /&gt;- Have some 'recognition' in work (at least one thing boss will be happy/ proud about AND/OR Certification sponsorship)&lt;br /&gt;- More time with J monster (how can I not love him more)&lt;br /&gt;- Do something about my weight (haha.. its been my every year resolution)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know (and all of us know), to travel out is a luxury thought. at least for me. Not that I wont want. But, there are more impt things to do NOW. Not that I dont wish/ hope for. Who doesnt like holidays? But, I have other commitments. :) Well, it just part and parcle of life. I wont grumble coz that wont solve any thing. I wont be sad coz I still wanna be THAT happy girl you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be back soon. Love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8068863573963699065?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8068863573963699065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8068863573963699065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8068863573963699065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8068863573963699065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-already-end-of-year.html' title='Its already end of the Year'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7925058287792978611</id><published>2010-10-24T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:18:15.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute niece and Cute Aunty</title><content type='html'>Cute niece Dakota.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TMQxY_lX9MI/AAAAAAAAAIk/d7UPsjl5YA4/s1600/dakotaNme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531600531564332610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TMQxYDNBBkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/a6huMqVEBXs/s320/dakota.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531600542005809458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TMQxYqGdUTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/i55quPVvQ58/s320/dakotaCute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531600547772626114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TMQxY_lX9MI/AAAAAAAAAIk/d7UPsjl5YA4/s320/dakotaNme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with cute biao yi yi. *love*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7925058287792978611?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7925058287792978611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7925058287792978611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7925058287792978611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7925058287792978611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/10/cute-niece-and-cute-aunty.html' title='Cute niece and Cute Aunty'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TMQxYDNBBkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/a6huMqVEBXs/s72-c/dakota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-1823284033906974530</id><published>2010-09-08T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:38:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOCOELF MADE IN SG</title><content type='html'>I bought Chocoelf. Red Wine flavor. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514536286570897730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TIeRiQ4PYUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Fg5QXPxCedM/s320/large_1262344980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dark Chocolate + Red Wine = Simply superb! *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out their webby: &lt;a href="http://www.chocoelf.com/index.php"&gt;http://www.chocoelf.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1823284033906974530?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1823284033906974530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1823284033906974530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1823284033906974530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1823284033906974530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/09/chocoelf-made-in-sg.html' title='CHOCOELF MADE IN SG'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TIeRiQ4PYUI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Fg5QXPxCedM/s72-c/large_1262344980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-8504671111496990209</id><published>2010-07-25T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:38:32.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garlie Bread</title><content type='html'>Mr. Soh decided to made us garlie bread yesterday.. He makes the best ever home made garlie bread.. The first time I had them was when we were in Polytechnics.. in a class chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,we went to the super mart to get some fresh ingredient. Soh insisted that we use fresh ingredient.. we bought young garlie, parsely and bread.. Of coz you need butter.. His dad has the 'STAR' butter.. Chop the garlie and parsely.. mix everything.. And we are all ready..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497844147076697634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExEH3j3jiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fxKeNpvoQO0/s320/SDC13038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toast it..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497844141625845730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExEHjQSJ-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/aqM01KkDTyw/s320/SDC13036.JPG" /&gt;Ding.. take it out.. *you smell the garlie..*&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497845859589695666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExFrjKyKLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/IgF2sd4tmQQ/s320/SDC13042.JPG" /&gt;Nice~~ and delicious.. Start eating.. :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExFr4sQDzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RgzK5GiTWpg/s1600/SDC13046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497845865367211826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExFr4sQDzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RgzK5GiTWpg/s320/SDC13046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh and I went wheellock place for lunch.. the Sunday after grad night. haha.. We ordered desert.. after heavy lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497844123669388418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExEGgXIXII/AAAAAAAAAHU/gT4MkT_O3IU/s320/SDC13026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497844115181044658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExEGAvWg7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/eUkDJwVyB5g/s320/SDC13024.JPG" /&gt;I swear it looked small i nthe menu.. haha.. Ok.. the ice cream is nice.. But I cant finish the cake.. Thinking that it was a brownie.. but turned out to be sponge cake was a little dissappointing.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night at soh's place.. Happily taking pics with my new bag. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497844132744189346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExEHCKu1aI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U99wCNJySnI/s320/SDC13035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; thats all. stay tuned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8504671111496990209?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8504671111496990209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8504671111496990209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8504671111496990209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8504671111496990209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/garlie-bread.html' title='Garlie Bread'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TExEH3j3jiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fxKeNpvoQO0/s72-c/SDC13038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-6397133987698817882</id><published>2010-07-25T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:44:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all about Graduation...</title><content type='html'>More pics to update..abby and me.. on our way to 'fetch' shelly.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497527552949966850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskLqiBWAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GIUxkb0b_SI/s320/jlandabby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French team mates.. All looking great! haha.. Bien! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497526884466705778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEsjkwPMRXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2fRWh6Df-Q0/s320/french.jpg" border="0" /&gt;only friends in school? haha..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497526895159963234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEsjlYEqbmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q-rfPh4aKyw/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When the night is still young...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497526877372145426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEsjkVzt3xI/AAAAAAAAAGE/H8GnSaqoTwg/s320/bar2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was 2am in the morning.. so crazy..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497526868125214482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEsjjzXE5xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/T-L-RCZfIYc/s320/bar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I attended my Gradution on 21 July 2010... My favourite Prof.. Prof Jason (in red) and Prof Ben (wearing shirt).. Thanks to Irwan.. He took this pic..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497526909595874322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEsjmN2c9BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1Ye3tp3292g/s320/prof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shelly, yeowleong and me.. Thought everyone looks good in this pic..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497527538677135650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskK1XHOSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/U8n62o_lMek/s320/java.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thank you for attending my Graduation... (See i brought my BAG along.. haha..)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497527533403001010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskKhtqULI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uJIwY1xfMSM/s320/grad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thank you, Soh.. for all the support... You make delicious Garlie bread (post later).. *loves*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497527558481496146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskL_I1yFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wQK5svU5Bak/s320/sohandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again.. I graduated!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskL_I1yFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wQK5svU5Bak/s1600/sohandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497527531518942162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskKasd29I/AAAAAAAAAGk/49yeAJ3hIQY/s320/grad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/29208968-6397133987698817882?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6397133987698817882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6397133987698817882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6397133987698817882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6397133987698817882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-all-about-graduation.html' title='Its all about Graduation...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEskLqiBWAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GIUxkb0b_SI/s72-c/jlandabby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-525159321530608134</id><published>2010-07-18T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T22:00:27.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a convocation gift from Soh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495244668664442274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMH6T2abaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/W0yT9uM4joo/s320/SDC13030.JPG" /&gt;Its Burberry..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495244673775715746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMH6m5CRaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BMraw02zA_w/s320/SDC13031.JPG" /&gt;Wha really is IT?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495244680967191346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMH7BrnezI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mWa6sjf1oag/s320/SDC13033.JPG" /&gt;ta-da..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMH7e0ogmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/p33ZrcFrHbY/s1600/SDC13034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495244688789635682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMH7e0ogmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/p33ZrcFrHbY/s320/SDC13034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You knew it!! It that Nova check bag!! Classic isnt it? *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ION.. and found out its out of stock.. Super sadden.. Ok.. tried Taka.. also out of stock.. Last hope: Paragon.. And they have it.. the last 2nd piece.. Gosh.. Has been eyeing this for two solid years.. Thanks baby.. Very touched.. *shoik*&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/29208968-525159321530608134?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/525159321530608134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=525159321530608134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/525159321530608134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/525159321530608134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-convocation-gift-from-soh.html' title='Its a convocation gift from Soh!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMH6T2abaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/W0yT9uM4joo/s72-c/SDC13030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-86033169300498401</id><published>2010-07-18T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:43:46.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU Gradnight 2010 @ Shangri la Grand Ballroom</title><content type='html'>Pictures speak loud than words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say.. See for yourself.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495240009163911170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMDrF26sAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w2ofm8NV1nk/s320/SDC13014.JPG" /&gt;fred + shelly + irwan + me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495239996946180786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMDqYV-6rI/AAAAAAAAAFE/UnzSKwTvoHM/s320/SDC12998.JPG" /&gt;Salut! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zhi jia + me + hui mien &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495240000375730690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMDqlHpsgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8tBTKKQ7DXQ/s320/SDC13012.JPG" /&gt;worker party?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shelly + Nat (I vote for u!) + me&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495239988745721042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMDp5y11NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K7LDUu-IN9k/s320/SDC13022.JPG" /&gt;@ New Asia Bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marilyn + me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495239980693609490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMDpbzEXBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_8VloUT4reQ/s320/SDC13011.JPG" /&gt;IS girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shelly + me + genie + marilyn + hui mien + peiqi + zhi jia + june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-86033169300498401?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/86033169300498401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=86033169300498401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/86033169300498401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/86033169300498401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/smu-gradnight-2010-shangri-la-grand.html' title='SMU Gradnight 2010 @ Shangri la Grand Ballroom'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEMDrF26sAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/w2ofm8NV1nk/s72-c/SDC13014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-7440896932438141134</id><published>2010-07-16T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:59:51.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am blue.. da ber di da ber da..</title><content type='html'>Grad night is tml.. I decided to make myself royal blue (da ber di da ber da..) hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mani and pedi with shelly just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEBzC1VS0cI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AbOIKEVclX0/s1600/nails1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494518037905330626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEBzC1VS0cI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AbOIKEVclX0/s320/nails1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494518029170166162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEBzCUyqyZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XJFc0Nk6eE4/s320/nails.jpg" /&gt;match my blue dress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay tune for more photos.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7440896932438141134?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7440896932438141134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7440896932438141134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7440896932438141134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7440896932438141134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-blue-da-ber-di-da-ber-da.html' title='I am blue.. da ber di da ber da..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TEBzC1VS0cI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AbOIKEVclX0/s72-c/nails1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-2609230105616991462</id><published>2010-07-10T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:45:10.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret.</title><content type='html'>I have a long day ytd. Simply bcoz I went for the thrid session of massage.. Always 'torturing' at the begining.. Seeing the after effect is shiok. lol.. Mrs therapist is good.. I try not to scream out loud.. *compose.. compose..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really sure if the effect will last very long.. Afterall. slimming has always been a lifelong career for woman. ha! Exactly ONE more week to grad night.. haha.. Still struggling. I stop working out becoz after the first session of therapist I got some burnt wound. No need to ask what happen. Its just an accident. Hoping to recover before grad night.. but I guess it look tough.. ergh. My little dress is bareback.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost forgotten.. I wil lbe collecting my grad gown shortly.. Cannot wait. Thats why I cant help.. Can you imagine its only 0840 and I am showered already.. lol.. I got a nightmare last night.. Already the burn is very shao xing.. I dreamt I was kiddnapped and somehow I only got like 1 more day to escape coz the next morning is gown collection day. How silly. I think I knew whats the dream and try to escape from the kidnap.. You know people always say if you have dreams like running or sort, means you might be running away from rea;ity or some presurre.. so I wanna to sort things out in dreams.. (or so I thought maybe I can do it..).. Anyway, I got tired.. then I decided not to sleep anymore.. lol.. so I woke up and shower. strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know, its not really a secret. Love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned. brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2609230105616991462?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2609230105616991462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2609230105616991462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2609230105616991462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2609230105616991462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/secret.html' title='Secret.'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7062378880157155034</id><published>2010-07-09T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:28:24.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOG 2010 Mascot</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491804419618642562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDbPBddKGoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IQ3ODT3HebE/s320/34341_416108868420_612213420_4490833_3354448_n.jpg" /&gt;Spotted Merlyn.. she is so cute and playful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lyo is around too.. but i prefer Merlyn.. haha.. Merlyn shares the same atar sign as me.. Aquarius.. haha.. half half..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7062378880157155034?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7062378880157155034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7062378880157155034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7062378880157155034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7062378880157155034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/yog-2010-mascot.html' title='YOG 2010 Mascot'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDbPBddKGoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IQ3ODT3HebE/s72-c/34341_416108868420_612213420_4490833_3354448_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-8155893976280287101</id><published>2010-07-04T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:07:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous Occasion..</title><content type='html'>Its baby Recorder, full month celebration.. Such a cute recorder.. She is named as 'recorder' not because she is noisy, or have a loud voice.. its becoz.. Old generation has problem pronouncing her real name.. Dakota.. some pronoun as da-ka-the, some da-ko-da... anyway, she is a cute maybe.. Will certainly grow up to be a pretty girl. like Mummy.. Her mum is my cousin, of coz! lol..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489989045374718290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb8xZYkVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l08b9Pf0mck/s200/dakoda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mint Kit Kat from London.. 107 calories.. Nice.. from karen..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489989056883963298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb9cRZtaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VPi8tX7q0ig/s200/mintKitkat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally spotted something nice.. for upcoming grad night.. From F21, reasonable price..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb-eGCKdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LSui3eFxBpI/s1600/prom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489989057910086018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 71px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb9gGDGYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xAdgnBaGd6E/s200/prom1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489989062399347298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 71px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb9w0XymI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5Lht3VG5dPo/s200/prom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489989074553022930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 55px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb-eGCKdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LSui3eFxBpI/s200/prom3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Chio right.. must really slim down to fit this.. *endure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8155893976280287101?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8155893976280287101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8155893976280287101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8155893976280287101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8155893976280287101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/joyous-occasion.html' title='Joyous Occasion..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TDBb8xZYkVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l08b9Pf0mck/s72-c/dakoda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-3591213104121018714</id><published>2010-07-02T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:07:45.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Night Festival 2010</title><content type='html'>You definately wont want to miss this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489217396711444754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TC2eI6HhURI/AAAAAAAAADs/UNfoMbO-Vs4/s200/NF10(2)_main.jpg" /&gt;Check out Night Festival: New world 2010: &lt;a href="http://www.nationalmuseum.sg/"&gt;http://www.nationalmuseum.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3591213104121018714?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3591213104121018714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3591213104121018714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3591213104121018714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3591213104121018714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/07/singapore-night-festival-2010.html' title='Singapore Night Festival 2010'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TC2eI6HhURI/AAAAAAAAADs/UNfoMbO-Vs4/s72-c/NF10(2)_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-1590605172419339275</id><published>2010-06-24T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:47:38.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486274547245780066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TCMpohjaDGI/AAAAAAAAADk/XOf_8_4sk3U/s200/cousins.jpg" /&gt;Have been a long time for such gathering.. Esp with Rachelle.. She is a mum now (with Dakota, the baby girl).. Times fly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1590605172419339275?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1590605172419339275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1590605172419339275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1590605172419339275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1590605172419339275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/06/cousins-birthday.html' title='Cousin&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TCMpohjaDGI/AAAAAAAAADk/XOf_8_4sk3U/s72-c/cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-1611867138619690780</id><published>2010-06-22T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T09:43:49.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's yet another good news</title><content type='html'>If you been following, you knida guess what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about work and many work. I am superly excited when Mr. Ang (my team leader) told me about the change of job scope. Finally and finally.. Its here. I cannot deny for the one second, I dropped the idea of change job and switching line. God really planned for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I sent in many applications each week only few responded. And of coz, there are offers. But, I heartlessly reject them. *strange* There are also some which reject my application.. and some still pending.. here and there.. Finally, I found one. That suit everything I wanna do.. Travel, analysis, business, not so technical. Sound like a prefert match. But no news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday, Mr Ang brought that news to me. Yes, there will be a change of scope effecting from this Wednesday. It seems bleak when I first join.. and when the idea was first brought up to me.. and waited for weeks.. to months.. until I am giving up.. coz its too wonderful to be true.. then I started (again) to look for other opportunity.. Life seems lost again.. But now, no more. Wednesday's meeting will reveal everything. I am look forward. And that you are right, I will be taking control for some PM (project management) tasks for my team. Isnt it great? Can wave good bye to daily engineer list.. haha.. That is not my motvie ok. You know me, I can endure hardship.. But, I cannot see myself as engineer for the rest of my life and I need a career not a job. Again, I thank everyone who tahan my grumble every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share with you all the job scope soon after Wednesday meeting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end, I just wanna share one more thing. That is the Body Shop Lemon scrub is shiok. The lemony smell of the scrub is refreshing. The sandy texture is just nice for people who wanna use it in a sauna room. Your skin feels smoother and softer after the scrub. It leaves a lemony fragrant in your bath/ sauna room after the scrub. Better that air refreshioner.. lol.. On the other hand, the hair mask kinda lost out.. Shelly and I think its too buttery to use in sauna room. Think my hair texture didnt improve after 1-2 use. But, becoz I have bought it (at a high price), might as well finish it fast. Apply more. haha! The good hair mask to recommand is the one L'oreal has. Maybe anything that is commerialize are 'better' product, with instant effect. So, you might want to give these product a try. Oh yes, the strawberry body lotion is really as stated not oily at all. Sweet smell of strawberry gives you sweet deams.. *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1611867138619690780?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1611867138619690780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1611867138619690780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1611867138619690780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1611867138619690780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-yet-another-good-news.html' title='It&apos;s yet another good news'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5017018112740486036</id><published>2010-06-20T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:13:30.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silmming down.. Not that hard..</title><content type='html'>Its been a week.. I weighed myself this morning and realised that I actually LOST a kg. Not bad huh.. Share with you how I did it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went swimming and sauna on last Mon, Wed and Sat. Cut down on lunch (pure yong dao hu + fruit) and dinner (little rice + more sides + soup).. I think the dinner doesnt look 'slim'.. But its all Mum's cook.. how can I miss it.. So, I take lesser rice. And of coz, one swimming days, usually dinner is very light.. Like, maybe just bao or muffin (again not very slim.. I try ok..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is the hardest. Coz temptation is hard to resist.. I have to constant remind myself of only plain water and sweet drinks. Maybe herbal tea and jap tea (home made).. A big NO to many favs.. but for that big day.. and many days after the big day.. I have to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not only want to look good but also feel good. I start to do facial and body scrub weekly. And put body lotion before I slp. Ha! I know it sounds really vain.. but.. let see if all these effort pays.. and if really that a pretty girl cannot be lazy.. I'll prove it in 6 weeks.. haha.. And yes, I also try to maintain a healthy lifestyle by sleeping early and try not to work till 12/ 1am.. Have at least 6hr of slp.. That shld be enough. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update next week to see if I make more progress.. haha.. Stay tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5017018112740486036?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5017018112740486036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5017018112740486036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5017018112740486036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5017018112740486036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/06/silmming-down-not-that-hard.html' title='Silmming down.. Not that hard..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-234512828327848563</id><published>2010-06-16T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:23:02.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...</title><content type='html'>Went Body Shop this evening. Bought some items back for tmo (and many more) sauna sessions.. Hopefully..   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fraise (Strawberry) body lotion, $19.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483034091739982226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TBemdMGEqZI/AAAAAAAAADE/X2-SuKw5fp8/s200/strawberry+puree.jpg" /&gt;Smell very sweet. Light weighted and not oil at all.. simply parfait~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good for after sauna. Yums~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swett lemon body scrub (new product item from body shop), $29.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483034098209949506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TBemdkMoh0I/AAAAAAAAADM/tkucF1OwzTM/s200/sweetLemon.jpg" /&gt;Unlike other creamy scrub, this feels sandy.. due to the sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will try this tml.. coz you really have nothing to do (other than relaxing and sweating) in the sauna room.. Scrubbing helps to kill time.. Whats more, it has exfoliate capability.. Wow.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not the least, Brazil nut hair mask, $24.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483034101623654530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TBemdw6hiII/AAAAAAAAADU/8McttaS_XeI/s200/sheaButter.jpg" /&gt;Gonna try this too.. Hair masak for dry/ damage/ chemically treated hair. Smell nutty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont worry, its that buy 2 get 1 promotion.. :) I really didnt spend alot. Hopefully its worthwhile.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried the strawberry lotion.. loving it..*so sweet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for now. Stay tuned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-234512828327848563?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/234512828327848563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=234512828327848563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/234512828327848563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/234512828327848563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/06/shopping.html' title='Shopping...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/TBemdMGEqZI/AAAAAAAAADE/X2-SuKw5fp8/s72-c/strawberry+puree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-9124625182160597701</id><published>2010-06-13T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:20:43.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six more weeks...</title><content type='html'>Yes.. its SIX more weeks to grad night. And I did nothing to control my weight. Ha! I am trying.. very hard... Strictly NO pills.. coz you know I am extremely, and totally afraid of the side-effects.. Like dizzy-ness, lost of appetite, nauseous, becoming slow in reaction.. etc. So, I have to watch the things I put into my mouth, and stepping up on working my exercises. I am going to try doing sit ups every morning. and jog/swim at least 5 times a week. Take only light dinner.. Gonna miss all mum's cooking.. thats sad! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun worry, I found my exercise buddy, no other than Miss Gan. lol.. You better read this.. and we will hang on for 6 weeks. lol.. *cross my fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, in order to look good, I need to do my face and eyes. I will prep those dun worry abt that. Once a week to do my DIY facial dutifully. I hope everything pays off after 6 weeks. Target: to have 5kilos shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh, I attended my Saturday class (not church la..) Am told by my instructor about how to set project statement. Criteria: At most 25 words, need to have objective, scope, time, and cost. Something like.. this.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To reduce weight by 5kg and get into THAT dress by 20th July 2010 starting in 13 June 2010, at no cost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; How is it? Sound petty good huh~ and I didnt exceed the 25 words rule. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I am going to start now.. this minutes. Stay tune people. I will achieve target in 6 weeks. And no more junk food. *miss ya~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-9124625182160597701?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/9124625182160597701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=9124625182160597701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9124625182160597701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9124625182160597701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/06/six-more-weeks.html' title='Six more weeks...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5159314643256104211</id><published>2010-05-30T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:50:38.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its an usual Sunday</title><content type='html'>An usual Sunday at Soh's place where I am all alone watching TV the whole afternoon. No worry, I am not going to grumble.. I watch interesting programs like Best job in the world (2 eps in a row), All about Dung (pretty informative of how people all over the world make full use of poos), and Uncovered Bears (horrible show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally taken aback of what I've seen in that show. Totally. Inhumane treatments to bears. Though I am not a great fan for bears. I do feel shame to be part of the Chinese community with that incredible naive thought. Bears are keep in bear farm with totally unacceptable living conditions. No water are given, bile extracted from these bears alive with rust metal tube inserted into the bears' stomach. Totally gross to watch on a Sunday afternoon. Thanks to animal channel huh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What make it worse is that there are still bear farms around.. and bears are even treated in I really cant find a way to called it.. in a brutal, disgusted way.. Bear farmers put metal closet over these bears and extract the bile via rubber/ metal. Do you know how the tubes work? They come in pairs. One inserted into the bears' stomach and other one connected to a bag plastic bag. The one on the bears's stomachs allow bear farmers to connect it with plastic bag/ syringe to extract the bear bile. What the... Can you imagine the pain? And these treatment goes on as long as the bears are alive.. or unless recused.. Could be a lifetime having the metal tube hanging on their stomachs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks. And all these thanks to us. Believing that bear bile can treat all illness. Very ignorant huh~ Its indeed very unfortuate. I do shed tears for what I have seen. Maybe the show is put such a way that it makes people feels and want to donate money.. But, I am moved. And seeing is believing. ha! And though this piece of news happen far far way, its not even near to where I am staying, I still feel we could do something. Maybe its crazy.. But, do you think I can grab someone to Befriend with a moon bear? Its only USD80. Yes, they do have donation from Karen Mok ( the singer donated her concert proceeds to the foundation), but I am sure with more dollar and cents, they can recuse more moon bears. And you know, I watch the program like as though its a educational thingy and not like non profitable org encouraging/ asking for donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenes of thest cruelity treatment haunt me. You should see it for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animalsasia.org/"&gt;www.animalsasia.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5159314643256104211?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5159314643256104211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5159314643256104211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5159314643256104211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5159314643256104211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-usual-sunday.html' title='Its an usual Sunday'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3999213470435877705</id><published>2010-05-21T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:36:00.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are things happen at alarming rate?</title><content type='html'>While waiting for my hair to dry.. at this wee hours..  I've decided to write you something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be really honest and frank, I am very satisfied about everything that are around me. I am far too fortunate and luck. I keep telling myself not to feel complacent and keep moving forward. But somewhat, I feel that things are happening too fast.. I am not sure if I can cope with the pressure. You know, I dun want to disappoint myself, Soh and my bosses. It seems that I have come that far.. I a mso afraid of losing everything I own. Very frightening ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky in the way, Bosses see my potential and want to groom me. Within five months down the road, I think I am fairing better than many peers. I am so lucky to have gui ren (lucky people) around. I get to do what I wish for. I am very different from the rest. Though holding the same title, I can sense it. Many thought I am doing admin job, but I feel its really not. Its just a stepping stone to a better future.  I hope I am right. I really dun wanna to fail my bosses, esp my team lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went lunch with our manager today. He seems to hear positive things from my bosses. Am very very glad, I got positive impression. God, you are so so nice to me.. Are you going to taking something precious from me? Pls dont.. That be too cruel.. I feel an overwhelm of satisfaction about work and is very thankful for those who see potential in me. Thank you, bosses. I can never return your kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are happening too fast and its too good to be true. From fearing to work to enjoying working, I think this 5 months is a drastic change.  I cannot say I love my company and totally will die for the company. All I can say is I really appreciate having all of you and thank you. Its no longer about whether I will get into the mgmt, its about knowing me and giving me the opportunities, trust and faith. I am not sure if I shld slow down. Kinda of confuse. But in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the one write this chapter of my life, I thank you. For giving me such a satisfying chapter and make my life so much more exciting. Confuse yet contented, how long will this last.. I dun know. But I am going to enjoy this whole wonderful process. Once again, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be back with Redang posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forget to mention, I am not only happy with work but also happy with life. Friends gathering, love, talking, sex, and so much more.. Filled my life chapter with happiness.. *love*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3999213470435877705?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3999213470435877705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3999213470435877705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3999213470435877705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3999213470435877705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-things-happen-at-alarming-rate.html' title='Are things happen at alarming rate?'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6769036514430279348</id><published>2010-05-16T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:39:06.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Sunday!</title><content type='html'>Long awaited Sunday is here. Went for Equinox hi tea with XY and Sandra.. Magnificant view.. And as usual, i went for 3 scoops of raspberry sorbet. :) nice~ This gathering is to celebrate xy and sandra bday. We bought bags for each girl. Sandra with the Elle bronze gym bag and xy with summit sailor bag. Both are nice.. coz it chosen by me. ha! Sadly I have no images.. for ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summit bag is from Malaysia.. where I got to become their member. haha.. Their shoes look good.. and I am going to get 1-2 soon.. XY going taiwan next week and sandra to HK on the same week. haha.. How nice..Hopw they really have fun outside sg.. and enjoy! Oh yea.. mc is supposed to meet us lo.. but she got too tired.. MC! next time must come out.. last meeting with her was on my bday celebration.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471892173599158418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S_AQ8MieMJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nOSCtYyfnqw/s200/summit.jpg" /&gt;The main suppose of this entry is.. I finally got the Guess watch.. very nice~ after... 2-3 months.. finally got the heart ot buy it.. and I and loving it.. to the max ok!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471892175008227794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S_AQ8Rya4dI/AAAAAAAAAC8/EWyw5kHgSlg/s200/guess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you agree that watch is chio~ to the max.. with the bling 'diamonds' around it.. I thank everyone for making this happen.. haha.. Tml is Monday.. and its 4 more days to Redang.. I am not sure if I am ready.. haven packed anything.. but been buying/ preparing stuff to go.. I bought new shades too.. for less than 10bucks.. its a steal! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune and love your Monday.. :)&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/29208968-6769036514430279348?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6769036514430279348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6769036514430279348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6769036514430279348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6769036514430279348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-sunday.html' title='Great Sunday!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S_AQ8MieMJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/nOSCtYyfnqw/s72-c/summit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-2362747180386166226</id><published>2010-05-14T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:07:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redang- Sneak Preview</title><content type='html'>The long awaited holiday is finally here~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soh booked a 4N 2D trip at Redang.. Nice.. We are gonna stay in Kalong Resort with seaview.. even nicer. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preparing for the trip, some must-have need to go into the bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471155773615048418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-1zME0nBuI/AAAAAAAAACc/tzUXhP63NAQ/s200/redang1.bmp" /&gt;Banana boat Sunscreen lotion enriched with aloe vera and SPF 50 somemore -recommended by Marilyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471155783643613682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-1zMqLmyfI/AAAAAAAAACk/zFLv7pYCV0w/s200/redang2.bmp" /&gt;And bikini.. how can anyone miss that.. I went Sheer Romance to get it just now.. The only and only piece left.. lol.. at a competitive price..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be leaving next Friday.. hopefully to come back with good memories and photos.. I know you love them. haha.. I am very looking forward to the snorkeling.. My first time.. And I heard if you are lucky enough u see tortoise eggs.. and their hatchlings.. lol.. so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471155785628068178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-1zMxkvKVI/AAAAAAAAACs/TS44gq1LLPU/s200/redang3.bmp" /&gt;Cant wait for it to come.. My cheeky face with my newly bought bikini.. :) stay tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2362747180386166226?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2362747180386166226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2362747180386166226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2362747180386166226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2362747180386166226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/redang-sneak-preview.html' title='Redang- Sneak Preview'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-1zME0nBuI/AAAAAAAAACc/tzUXhP63NAQ/s72-c/redang1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-384792227947519059</id><published>2010-05-08T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:23:50.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good week starts like this...</title><content type='html'>Finally, standby week end. Nice~ Just to update you, I got a case on Sunday morning. haha.. not so nice.. but.. anyway, its over.. Another round will come in 3 months later.. *breathe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt realise Friday night is so precious until standby week. ha! Anyway, went drinking with xy again. This time we are completely knocked off. lol! I brought her to Asian bar. Cool right. View's cool, drink's cool and people cool too! Its a place you see lesser asian but music is definately better than Supper Club. haha.. One surprise for you, ang moh came to talk to me.. haha.. *Jeff gonna kill me*.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took some pics on the 72th floor bar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468718120296164722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-TKJ-j-rXI/AAAAAAAAACM/KZSnRVFpzMY/s200/30086_395822613420_612213420_3998507_4903463_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468718123519243442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-TKKKka9LI/AAAAAAAAACU/iZEy0Rce4TY/s200/30086_395788083420_612213420_3997729_3389382_n.jpg" /&gt;Isnt it nice.. Will bring sandra there next weekend.. *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people. Work is as hectic.. Jia you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-384792227947519059?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/384792227947519059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=384792227947519059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/384792227947519059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/384792227947519059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-week-starts-like-this.html' title='Good week starts like this...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S-TKJ-j-rXI/AAAAAAAAACM/KZSnRVFpzMY/s72-c/30086_395822613420_612213420_3998507_4903463_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-7350561169151535927</id><published>2010-05-03T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:37:13.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a week of standby</title><content type='html'>I am the primary standby for this week. Everything is ok and I think I have quite a smooth week Though I didnt sleep really well for the past 1 week. But, still I would say is a smooth week.. Until yesterday night.. it was the most unlucky week ever! 1am got fault call. Request to do hardware replacement. So, I went from north to east then to west. Then, west to east, east to west then finally west to north in 5 soild hours. And I reached home at 730am. Thanks to my collegue, he drove me home. Lucky me. But, when i reached home. Super drop dead. Woke up again at 1pm. Did some family gathering thingy.. like bring toddler Jaymas to the playground. He loves playground and requested me to to join him. Of coz I did! haha.. I didnt wanna to spoilt his mood. And u imgine lacking of slp and under the sunny sun without any sunblock/ bb cream or anything of sort. Kind of regret what I did! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I reach home, and have my shower, I realised I need to catch more slp. So, I literally sleep at 6pm. And I woke up at 9pm. The black eye ring is STILL there. Not good. I went to the nearest mall to get eye mask and facial masks.. It really freak me out.. Is that the signs of ageing.. BAD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466711909911709218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S92phKevRiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7Rg5JDit4kk/s200/masks.jpg" /&gt;masks from FACESHOP. The egg mask won some award. First to try..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466711913540826898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S92phX__NxI/AAAAAAAAACE/VhfP8FOr7Uw/s200/sets.jpg" /&gt;Srcub and eye masks.. dont think the standby allowance can cover these damages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me. Its the last night for the standby duty. Be right back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7350561169151535927?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7350561169151535927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7350561169151535927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7350561169151535927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7350561169151535927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-week-of-standby.html' title='Its a week of standby'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zRj6M-VtUjM/S92phKevRiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7Rg5JDit4kk/s72-c/masks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29208968.post-2468290095170946092</id><published>2010-05-02T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:09:39.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Working life</title><content type='html'>Believe it anot, I got the greatest MAN in my life whom I believe its about to change my career. He is no one else but my Team Lead. Someone who really earn myt respect. Initially, I didnt know him quite well and I guess hes a short tempered person (coz he got black face if things wont going well). He is nice to me and Thomas (the fresh newbie). After awhile, then we realise that Mr. Team Lead was Soh's friend's friend. I think Soh have told his friend that I sux in technical.. and his friend told Mr. Team Lead. Mr. Team Lead learnt about it (I think so. Never really ask him). He is kind of willing to talk to me abt what I wanna do, and whats next for me, and helpping me to find a Right place to fit me in. Very appreciated. Thank to Soh and his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I sux in technical, Mr. Team Lead always remind me to be confident nad learn from mistakes. Which I am still learning (already in my 5th month) ha! I guess I haven give him BIG problems yet. Thats why he is alittle more forgiving when come to me. And of coz I am the youngest girl in the team. Ha. He told me that girl do (always) get some advantages when come to work over the man. Clients is more forgiving as well. :) But, I do get thrashing from client. Ha. Its ok. Part and parcle of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, been look for other opportunity in these 5 months. Kinda of feel stagnant about what I am doing. Bad Sign! However, after days of communicating my my team lead, (dont think I announce anything here) but, I decided to give up on the job hopping idea or at least get done with my contract (its only 1yr). I will make it. And coz, Soh is for this. haha.. He said I am lucky to have a great team lead. Of coz, he is the greatest team lead of all. Know his man and stuff (thou he said he already forgotten many things). But its great to know these people and I think I am really fortunate. And yes, you are right, in between, I really got another offer. Big bang name.. But I decided to give it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life is not fun, but am slightly feel happier than the first few months of working. I have a long day last night. Out at 2am, reached home around 730am. Yes, this is my first week on standby. Now you know why I have the time and effort to chat with my Tead lead. Coz if anything happen, I shall ask him on the spot. lol! He is the ONE who put me on the primary standby list. So mean! But fortuately as well, things are not that bad. Today will be the last day and night for me. I shall endure and hope it will be a smooth sunday. Pray for me. Friday was a bad day. Had a long day and has to cover duties for the Helpdesk. It sux. Have 9 calls in total. And out of the 9 calls, Had like 6 calls coming a row (yes! I mean consecutively) in 2 hours. Sounds really bad huh~ Had two phone ringing at a time. No choice. I grabbed the team lead and ask him to pick up the calls (he came in to put up some problematic ones). Great experience. I feel closer to the team. Feels like everyone (I meant the seniors) are very willing to help. Even my secondary's secondary reminded me to call him if I cmi. lol. Kind of him. Did I mention that on the first night of standby, I got prank SMS. sky net is down!!! Wt.. thank to derek and tommy.. two very playful lads! No you see, I am enjoying work. But I am very concern about whether I can get problems solve. I do see things are changing hopefully it change very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I write a very long post? But, work life seems promising now and I am feeling more positive. Thank you for reading this. I will come back with more stories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2468290095170946092?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2468290095170946092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2468290095170946092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2468290095170946092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2468290095170946092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/05/working-life.html' title='The Working life'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8249775168263204336</id><published>2010-03-10T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:54:27.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XXX didnt call</title><content type='html'>Days after days..  weeks after weeks... XXX didnt call. Wasnt something I didnt expect. Just that I hope its not over yet.. Well, it didnt call and it didnt email. In other word (to stay positive), I still stay a chance. You know.. I need to comfort myself. Even they they call now, whats the point? I wont get the post I want.. What do I want? Really, I am still... thinking.. Well, thats beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda think wont it be nice to be still in school and was regret to begin job hunting too late. Although, I was employed with a not-a-bad paid job, I wasnt really happy (or satisfied). Strange huh? I wish I could have more time to think abt what would I like to do/ be.. Anyway, I am just trying to say I need a career NOT a job. You get that? The current job environment isnt really that bad.. just that its a little sexist.. Well, we get all sort of people in a work environment.. Maybe the present workplace isnt bad at all. The problem just lies wih me. ha! You know what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of emotional to know that Feburary has passed.. I always love Feburary for that fact that it has the least number of days, the most romantic month, and its a month for all sorts of celebration.. from the lunar new year to many people's birthday to V-day.. and many more.. It been two months into my working life. I wasnt really happy nor unhappy. Just that the feeling isnt right. Kinda of not knowing how to describe it. All I know now is to prepare for the next hop. Sounds not very nice/ loyalty.. But, how much does these things cost? If I wasnt happy, then why continue persuing.. right. &lt; another comforting words..  Yea, I know I have good bosses.. but I am seriously not enjoying what I am doing.. As compared to my friends.. who are interning.. lesser pay but much much more enjoyment.. Yes, I know enjoyment doesnt equal to lesser pay. Tell me what to do so that I get what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to enjoy my job but still, all I need is a career not a job. If you hear me, give me a career, a path where I see me grow. I know it sucks. I do my best to get over and to be in a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, my friend. I be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not blogging frequently because I hope only to blog about the positive side of me. And spread my positive-ness to everyone read this. Pls do not get too emtional abt this post. Coz, i be good and you be better.. We work together to create a better tomorrow. ha! TC people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8249775168263204336?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8249775168263204336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8249775168263204336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8249775168263204336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8249775168263204336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/03/xxx-didnt-call.html' title='XXX didnt call'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1895793433540948083</id><published>2010-01-29T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:17:02.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how are you? pls call. dont email ok.</title><content type='html'>Been wondering where I've gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone too far to actually document my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended my student life and began life @ work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont say its terrible but its definately a good experience to have. I've gain knowledge which my 16 years of education didnt gave me. I am grateful to learn new things is a still-not-too-bad environment. But, workplace is a workplace. Its not like school, not like seminar room or gsr. You know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope it will be better and XXX will call soon to schedule another interview. Then, I be excited again. I dun hate what I am. In fact, I am trying to learn to like it. But I think its not exactly what I am looking for. Maybe I am not even sure if I know what I am looking for. NVM, its nv an easy way to figure what I like. :P Lets hope XXX will call again (pls dun reject me, can?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be getting my first official pay. Not excited at all. People around me seems more excited. Why? I dun know. Will be going out with ah lian tml. Shes doing great. Just that she ended the relationship with Mr Lin. Its a pity (to me). Hope they will be happy and find The One. Maybe they meet each other one day and start to learn each other again! That will be lovely. Like how Mr Lin used to love ah lian. And they are together again. How nice would it be! All endings change to those fairy tales ones.. I am thinking to write stories. Romance ones. Since I am a romatice, idealist, and fiction person. A story of ah lian and ah lin. Hahaha.. *hope ah lian didnt see this!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 past. Many people will recall what they've done in the past 300 over days. But seriously, I couldnt recall unless its really BIG thing... like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah lian and Mr Lin breakup..&lt;br /&gt;Some of the arguements with soh&lt;br /&gt;Days in DFS&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings (esp those day when all people are in, u certainly know who I meant huh.)&lt;br /&gt;Days in French lessons (Salut! Comment ca va?)&lt;br /&gt;Interview with Mei Zhen Xiang&lt;br /&gt;XXX called for apitude tests&lt;br /&gt;Emo days&lt;br /&gt;grade release week&lt;br /&gt;3 dec (my last paper in SMU, OCD)&lt;br /&gt;Peer helper days&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;To think back it seemed there are many things I could recall one by one.. not bad afterall. Lets hope 2010 will be a better year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh loves me more and more!&lt;br /&gt;S&amp;amp;J be blessed&lt;br /&gt;FA got better&lt;br /&gt;Everyone be happier, healthier, trouble-free&lt;br /&gt;Peace people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired coz I still need to study networking.. loop guard, root guard.. I will work hard.. XXX call me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u people. Care for the people around you. Tell them how much you teasure them and wants them to be happy and bless. Thats really a nice thing to do and say (of coz).. take care people. I dont know if I will continue to write but i promise i will write the love story.. my very own version... with my bad English (wonder what happen if Ms Wong were to see this..).. Life is wonderful cherish it.. even if you are at ur lowest pt now.. coz you soon be at the peak.. look further... Jia you, for those who are struggling in life.. dun give up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1895793433540948083?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1895793433540948083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1895793433540948083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1895793433540948083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1895793433540948083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-are-you-pls-call-dont-email-ok.html' title='how are you? pls call. dont email ok.'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7230454130984574728</id><published>2009-10-28T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:54:59.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday Minerals</title><content type='html'>Is glad that THEY are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are my second try using everyday minerals. Think they are great and affordable. More imptly, there are made from minerals.. Woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like their strategy on perknomics.. For every purchase you get to choose a wide range of produce for free! (of coz in a small sample size). I didnt know the last time when I bought the loose powder samples. This time round I have blush samples (come in four; champagne, light pink, natural and pearl).. Nice right? I bought one of the loose powder. Natural reflection light (it good and make ur face look powdery). NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit them: &lt;a href="http://www.everydayminerals.com/"&gt;http://www.everydayminerals.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7230454130984574728?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7230454130984574728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7230454130984574728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7230454130984574728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7230454130984574728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/10/everyday-minerals.html' title='Everyday Minerals'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-285358058723859653</id><published>2009-10-27T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:01:17.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Nachtwey</title><content type='html'>You should see his work. They inspire me... &lt;a href="http://www.jamesnachtwey.com/"&gt;http://www.jamesnachtwey.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-285358058723859653?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/285358058723859653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=285358058723859653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/285358058723859653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/285358058723859653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/10/james-nachtwey.html' title='James Nachtwey'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5539306869776424606</id><published>2009-10-27T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:37:04.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the middle of class</title><content type='html'>in the middle of a very interesting class. But have little motivation to listen. Simply becoz i am so distracted by things that we happening. Only I can get myself out of this situation. ergh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5539306869776424606?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5539306869776424606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5539306869776424606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5539306869776424606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5539306869776424606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-middle-of-class.html' title='In the middle of class'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7079916130534488343</id><published>2009-08-24T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:07:34.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times</title><content type='html'>Hoho.. You think I am missing and gone for good? Nah, there are just too many pics to upload.. Its not that I dun have the time.. It just.. pure laziness.. lol.. Anyway, Marina Sqaure has this cool machine that has walking and singing Pooh inside.. It sooooooo cute.. You can resist it.. Soh kiap this for me (and jaymas!).. for $29. Which I think is super worth it and within our agreed budget. Wahahaha.. Sometimes its just a waste of money to be spent on this useless soft toy. But this is different. It can sing and walk! And you cant find it any where else expect Marina Square.. wahahahh.. PS for the lousy quality pics.. The bus is actually moving.. and shaking.. every 1-2 second.. lol..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture045.jpg" /&gt;When we came out of Marina, it was NPD rehearsal.. That was nice to look at the firework..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture044.jpg" /&gt;Baby Jaymas was initally frightened by the walking and singing Pooh.. Now, he loves it~ &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture048.jpg" /&gt;Went drinking with xy on the last weekend before school reopen.. hahaha.. Somehow.. i think this pic look strange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture061.jpg" /&gt;Anyway, that was in Clarke Quay.. On our way to Clinic.. Too bad those pics are still with her.. haha.. The second location we went... Supper club.. Really nice place to chill but the music sucks. lol... White sofa turned red.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture060.jpg" /&gt;then blue...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture053.jpg" /&gt;Lucky us, we were in time for free shots.. lol.. and like the usual one, $30 for 2 drinks/ pax.. ok. Sounds reasonable..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture064.jpg" /&gt;After 2 shots, 2 volka, and.. cranberry volka (at Clinic).... I think aunty look cute.. hahaha.. so cheeky..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture058.jpg" /&gt; We were actually at the corner of the sofa area.. jumping and playing with the pillows.. they got huge pillows.. hahaha..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture050.jpg" /&gt;But, nv wear skirt to this place... esp short ones.. hahahaha..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture052.jpg" /&gt;Nice shot! Yea, there are only red light and blue light.. ahahahha..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture055.jpg" /&gt;Bonus: Last day in office with my boss. Hes the busiest man I know.. Very friendly and nice boss.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's really all for this post. Seriously, there are so many things happening at once.. I got my wisdom tooth out, sch started, I took French lessons, Art lessons.. so much more.. BUT, time is not at our side.. So, have a good week ahead, pals! I'll be back soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7079916130534488343?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7079916130534488343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7079916130534488343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7079916130534488343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7079916130534488343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-times.html' title='Good times'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1619503829493336120</id><published>2009-07-24T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:32:19.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Fengshui workstation</title><content type='html'>If you rmb, I told you abt my feng shui workstation.. Here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My messy table.. You spot my shoes bag? Yea man, went gym with Yukina ytd.. Really nice to run after work.. I recommend you, ok! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My favourite cup.. and tibits.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Michelle and me! Can see her cleavage can! haha.. hohohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hotest project in office... *bink.bink.*&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was raining heavily Wed.. where I waited at the bus stop for kind Vivian to bring my umbrella.. I was late.. Bryan was looking for me too.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 597px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Forth floor healthy pantry corner.. haha.. These people are really healthy la.. coz got jeffery around.. Healthiest guy in the office.. haha.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation Day 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice food.. Until Janet call.. and then Networking session.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Love the colorful office and how they classify the trash.. Nice! and ethically. haha.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So looking forward to Day 2 Orientation.. Loving the culture, the people... and my boss.. Wahahahah... Very nice boss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1619503829493336120?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1619503829493336120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1619503829493336120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1619503829493336120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1619503829493336120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-fengshui-workstation.html' title='Best Fengshui workstation'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-10794926378919094</id><published>2009-07-19T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:34:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie-the-Pooh day</title><content type='html'>This cute cute pooh bear caught by andy and ah lian is so cute. Hahaha.. It can walk on its own. i tihnk only Marina Sq has it. So cute la.. you just need one sight to love it. haha.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01137.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We went bowling. My worst ever sport. hahaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-10794926378919094?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/10794926378919094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=10794926378919094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/10794926378919094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/10794926378919094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/07/winnie-pooh-day.html' title='Winnie-the-Pooh day'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-2477529612288480779</id><published>2009-07-19T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:38:00.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakae Teppanyaki</title><content type='html'>Went Sakae Teppanyaki last Thursday @ T2. Met very pleasant waitress and chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Good Ambience.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See how they lined up all the plates and seats.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There are only 2 customers there. Look at our plates.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01113.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here come the very polite chef.. Stir frying our garlic rice.. Can you smell the garlic.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yummy yummy.. with egg and dried sprimp as topping.. tasty to the max!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; More food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01118.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This very colour egg tofu.. look nice.. yum. with brown sauce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chicken, cod fish, scapllo.. all in the teppanyaki package..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And of coz some stir fry veggies.. dou maio, beans sprout and mushroom... I like this alot.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, dessert of the day, greentea ice cream. Soh said he had vallina ice cream the last time he came with his collegues/ friend.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01124.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The happy and satified customers. We were the only 2 customers there. So nice. Its like we reserve the whole place.. haha.. and the chef cooks only for us.. Wahahahah...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2477529612288480779?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2477529612288480779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2477529612288480779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2477529612288480779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2477529612288480779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/07/sakae-teppanyaki.html' title='Sakae Teppanyaki'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5226583970774297109</id><published>2009-07-19T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:32:12.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadbury old gold dark chocolate- Liqueur flavoured selection</title><content type='html'>Very nice choclation from Calbury. 4 flavours; coffee, hazelnut, orange and.. i forgotten. Anyway, its very nice only $4 plus in NTUC. Go get it... Worth the money..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC01090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Yum! You can even see the flavour icon 'printed' on the chocolate itself.. haha.. so cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5226583970774297109?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5226583970774297109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5226583970774297109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5226583970774297109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5226583970774297109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/07/cadbury-old-gold-dark-chocolate-liqueur.html' title='Cadbury old gold dark chocolate- Liqueur flavoured selection'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6785753916751182345</id><published>2009-07-12T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:45:00.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old school gathering</title><content type='html'>The ever nicest gathering with Mdm Chong, Mike, Fadil, XY and HY. Too bad the organiser was not with us.. it was joyce who organised this. Mdm Chong still the same right. Her hair still so straight and she looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;us.&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xy, mike and mdm chong. Can u see falid.. in the mirror reflection? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, HY and fadil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still rmb those day we used to take class photo.. the serious one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the funky one.. haha.. xy said i not funky.. i tot her.. i am trying to pt at mdm chong's ... hahah.. u know it la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/groupPic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to 2/2 gathering.. 1/2 also.. how nice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-6785753916751182345?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6785753916751182345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6785753916751182345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6785753916751182345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6785753916751182345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-school-gathering.html' title='Old school gathering'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1161267998877567592</id><published>2009-06-21T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:02:30.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lost my lion water bottle!</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be a long, super long post. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you been waiting for this, you wont regret reading on to find out what been happening to me for the past 1 month (since I last blog-ed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I scare u with my serious openinng? haha.. hope I didnt. Anyway, I haven been updating coz I been too busy with things. Sorry pals to keep you waiting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I lost my water bottle today @ bus 53. It was nobody's fault but to be specific, *we left it in the bus. *sob* That bottle was a gift from Soh. A very cute green bottle with 2 lion drawings that I always bring around. He bought for me during our first trip to Genting. I been using it since then. From my poly years to now (already a Uni year 3 going 4 student). It been with me for 5 years, I guess.I didnt bear to change another one simply because it's a cute bottle and I like it alot. Yes, the heart ache a little. But sometimes, we have to let go. So, I bought a new one today, it was actually Soh who bought it for me while we were at J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you ask me why Winnie the Pooh. Coz Jaymas love it. lol.. I think I am influence by him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you can see there is a compartment to put tea bag or whatsoever 'ingredient' you might want to add to your drink. I thought that's a new feature to have. =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At the back of the bottle, it says, "Sometimes you you hear more when you listen with your heart". I thought that is interesting as well. Anyway, I bought this Lipton forest fruit tea to try. wahahah... Try to see if the compartment works and wheather the tea is nice a not. wahahaha.. That tea is not cheap ok. It's $4.40 for 20 bags! I'll try it tml and tell you more. =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, I'll be bring my new water bottle and these tea to work tml. Talking about work and office, I think my workspace is one of the coldest areas in the office. When I said cold I mean its really a cold place. I sneeze regularly in the office. I used up most of the tissue.. =( That make me wanna to bring tissue boxes to work. hahaa.. So, there u go again. Some cute tissue boxes for me...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Are you liking these animals drawings too? I like them. Ok, to make up abit for the loss of my cute water bottle. =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh yes, I went Mad Jack last Friday. The Simpang Bedok outlet. Well, bad food. It wasnt nice at all. Perhaps we should go for the noodles outside the restuarant.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my honey grilled fish with rice. Guess what, they literally pour honey on the grilled fish (that's my guess) But you see, I could taste the honey.. and I guess it was those we buy from supermarket for BBQ session. Those cheapest one. So disappointing..The fish is not serve hot. And the apple peach salad.. another tragic.. can you see my apple turn brown.. like.. you serve this to your dearest customers? Bad...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But their ice cream was alright. Overall, I'll never visit that outlet again. &gt;.&lt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, yes, talking about last Friday, it was a happening Friday.. all the way to Sat morning. I met with XY and Huan Yang after work for movie session. We watched Drag me to hell. I got frighten twice by the movie. hahaha.. Lousy me. But it's a gross show. If you wanna to get gross, watch it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we met up with Soh and Jonhson (I always call him Johnny coz.. haha.. Johnny is the name of my shuai and charismatic senior. haha..). Anyway, it was kinda of cute coz Soh and Johnny wore that same color of shirt (white). We were at Borders and drinking coffee and chatting. Little did we know, the coffee house closed quite early. No choice got to shift place.. Johnson suggested NP alumni club. Quite a cool place to chill.. well, after some drinkings (like coffee + beer + alocholic coke) all of us dying already.. hahaha.. Not drunk but still having some fun.. So, Johnson sent off of us home.. from west to north to east.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a nice Friday night.. all of us reached home before.. 3am.. Quite healthy right? :) Anyway, I wore it necklace from Nichii.. Which I grab for $11. Pretty nice. Go well with most of my plain clothes.. I thought. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Guess what, I bought my second tube of Body shop white musk hand cream. Love the fragance, love the texture. Everything abt this cream. I am bringing it with me everyday.. Make my hand smell nice.. hahaa.. There is a discount now.. used to be $19.90. Now 16.90. Not much diff but still.. its a discount. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Talking abt beauty product, I bought this SAKE body scrub from the face shop weeks ago. Love it to the max! It smell heavenly.. Hmm.. hahaha.. With Japanese rice wine and Apricot seeds and Rice husk powders to gel.. Really nice..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you see the small particle? Love them...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It seemed like I am eating it.. but the fact is I'm smelling it.. I cant resist the smell.. hahaha...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00985.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Another collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time from Skin Food. Very nice too. The Peach Sake moisturizer not only moisture but minimze pores as well. It smells like peach yogurt. Very plesant and sweet. Soh can smell it when I was sleeping beside him.. Nice! hahaha.. But dont mistake it as a flirty thing... lol.. After applying Peach Sake (for a few mins), your face feel completely smooth.. As if you put power (baby power) on your face.. to soft and smooth to touch.. hahaah.. Thats one of the reasons I nv forget to apply it onto my face.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Black Bean nose pack is nice too. I tried once (there are 7 packets is a box like that). After peeling it off from my nose, and some washing.. the nose areas become really smooth.. nice.. The kind sales girl gave me some sample of their other products. (left to right) Oat Cinnamon rich foam, Herb salad essence and Blck sesame hot mask.. I'm looking forward to try all of them.. haha.. of coz not in a day.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm loving my Peach Sake Emulsion.. Hmmm... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;About a week ago, I bought this mag.. Its call ViV. Nice mag.. Initally, I thought I was con my the stall aunty coz she kept pushing this mag to me.. Like I only need some reading material for toilet business.. haha.. Anyway, this mag costs me $4. I think its worth the money. Alot of 'topics' in this mag. Like Fashion, make up, hairstyle, bags, nails, all things girls will look out for. =) Got to get one.. I think is a Jap + Taiwan mag.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the motivation for me to buy this mag.. Can you see Ayumi's name on the cover? (pointing down) haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00977.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last but not the least, these three girls went for dinner together.. Finally got to go out together.. Looking forward to the next one soon.. Andy coming back.. Maybe, we intro xiao hua to Johnny.. ahaha.. she's gonna kill me if she sees this.. whahahaha...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great week ahead guys. I started working already.. That means, I will upload more pics on my workplace (hopefully) soon. 7 more weeks to school reopen and end of internship.. Looking forward. Last comment. my boss is a shuai ge.. he wears Burberry tie to work.. lol.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care, Readers. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1161267998877567592?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1161267998877567592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1161267998877567592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1161267998877567592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1161267998877567592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lost-my-lion-water-bottle.html' title='My lost my lion water bottle!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4168181907769274967</id><published>2009-05-27T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:35:22.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Permed Hair II</title><content type='html'>The second day of my perm hair. Rather excited. I went to bought the shampoo, conditioner/mask and leave on for my new hair. ahahha.. Another damage! But a smaller one. Anyway, xiao hua commented i look cute with my new hair.. whahahaha.. I think the previous post's pics arent very clear (esp the curl) so, I'm going to upload more pics.. which I took this afternoon (while waiting for ming ching's sms) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see my curry puff kind of 'disappear' or in funny shape.. that is becoz i been clipping it to my left (make the parting more stable).. so now its a little funny.. but still nice.. mum said its nice than ytd. woahoho~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, that top is the one i bought from Fox.. haah.. if you still rmb. :)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wash my hair on friday and see how it will be like with the shampoo, conditioner and leave on.. Anyway, I be bringing baby Jaymas home on Friday.. I hope he will still recognize his ah yi.. haah.. cute baby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4168181907769274967?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4168181907769274967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4168181907769274967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4168181907769274967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4168181907769274967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-permed-hair-ii.html' title='My Permed Hair II'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7237730404375094536</id><published>2009-05-26T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:36:51.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I permed my hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As promised, I will do 'something' to my hair. I went to perm and color it today @ Clover! Yes, the far east one. After 5.5hr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acting funny with my new hair.. wahaha.. Anyway, I like it (the curl and the color) look nice. My only trouble now is how to maintain it and.. it costs me a bomb! to do this.. whahaa.. perm + color + treatment.. $200 over.. -.-"'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7237730404375094536?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7237730404375094536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7237730404375094536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7237730404375094536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7237730404375094536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-permed-my-hair.html' title='I permed my hair!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1810533648150297816</id><published>2009-05-17T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:38:43.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Spree~ Wee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went shopping with Soh this afternoon. He wanna buy a bag and some G2K shirts and pants so I tagged along (with little buying intention). However, when we reached orchard we first went Isetan for to find his buy. Little did we realise we walked past a mini burberry fragrance counter. Wahahaha... Being a burberry fan, I wanna smell the summer fragrance. So the salesman handed me the fragnace stripe (hm.... nice smell. Quite similar to burberry london, which I've been using for the past 5-6 yrs). Then, the salesman used the 'that's not all' technique! They are giving away 3 pouches, fragrance charm, fragrance lotion as compliment. Wahahaha.. after musing for a while, I decided to buy.. haha.. What a bargain la.. for $99..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Burberry 2009 Summer Fragrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the summer fragrance.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the chio-est ever charm.. they have the fragrance bottles as charms.. so cute la.. love it! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Charm with biggest pouch. The texture of the pouch is PVC and polyester type (which I dont really favour). On the biggest and the smallest pouches, you'l find burberry check on it. The middle size one is a plain beige (which I like most).&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After spending in Orchard (it's really a place for rich!), Soh and I went to Suntec for his G2K purchases. Well, was kinda inexpensive coz they are having their sales (50% off on selected items and 25% for UOB card holder) Wah.. altogether 75%.. Very affordable. Soh bought 2 shirts and pants for less than 90 bucks! Good for him. Then we went bugis for his bag.. the 'cartoon' bag.. Somehow we ended up in Fox. Wahahaha.. another spending there. I bought a top for $23 after 30% and 15% off.. So good right everything's on sales.. The original price of the top is $39! So this is my top. I thought it look like pyjamas.. But it looks nice when is wore. :) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happily, we went home. Jaymas's at home. After his bath... I held his hand becoz he wanna snatch my phone..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can you see his too-too train on the sofa? haha.. the living room was filled with his toys....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00799.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kiss kiss baby..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Btw, today is ah lian birthday.. However, she's not in town. So, celebration will be on first week on June, when she comes back. Happy birthday friend. Stay youthful! :) &lt;p&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1810533648150297816?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1810533648150297816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1810533648150297816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1810533648150297816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1810533648150297816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-spree-wee.html' title='Small Spree~ Wee~'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6544628484633089292</id><published>2009-05-14T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:27:09.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Richer</title><content type='html'>After N weeks of waiting and praying, we finally got a call from Tynny on Tuesday. She delivers good news! The cheque is finally HERE! *extremely excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Amelia dropping her cheque.. Happily. Tynny dropped for Fred who is in Guangzhou.. Something abt Amelia, she took half day off just to collect the cheque.. lol.. so cute la.. and her parents ask her to treat high tea...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Before we go, we decided to take a pic of this very moment.. lol.. Cheese.. But my hand shook.. lol..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heres the nice one. I think I dun look like what I am in the pic.. lol..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00778.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Anyway, the fastest day we could get our cash (wohohoho) is Today (after 2pm)! Latest at most tml.. There are so many things I wanna do..&lt;br /&gt;1.) Go Zoo&lt;br /&gt;2.) Do my hair&lt;br /&gt;3.) Bring my mum and sis to massage if they want.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;4.) Buy clothes&lt;br /&gt;5.) Buy bag (burburry? lolx)&lt;br /&gt;6.) Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-6544628484633089292?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6544628484633089292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6544628484633089292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6544628484633089292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6544628484633089292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-richer.html' title='A little Richer'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3664032899305278729</id><published>2009-05-11T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:19:47.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A step forward</title><content type='html'>I went Prometric for my first paper today. 3 more to go.. Chiong ah.. Wish me good luck. Ah lian in aussie now... Hopefully she reached there already.. and Andy's fetching her.. She promised nice pics.. haha.. I told her not to buy any present.. But she promised madcadiamien (ok i cannot spell) nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep a healthy lifestyle (besides I am really into restuarant city.. help me!!). Went gym today.. and xiao hua gave me this sisley celluli-pro cream she said it help u burn fat (sound really nice isnt it?) But when ask abt the effectiveness, she is doubtful. Ergh! this girl! Nvm, I will try to use it for 1 week (begining today) and tell u if it really work.. wahhaah.. tml, I'm going gym again.. but no the one in sch.. another sch (see my newly added section!).. So, back to tim's video. Did I tell u uncle sam is gone for awhile.. now I have to listen to tim.. haha.. hes a little better than uncle sam.. and he knows alot abt my next paper.. go tim! and go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3664032899305278729?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3664032899305278729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3664032899305278729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3664032899305278729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3664032899305278729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/05/step-forward.html' title='A step forward'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8680886720000182396</id><published>2009-05-02T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:44:44.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break</title><content type='html'>Going to the third week of summer break. I haven been doing alot. Went to two interviews, both HR position.. But I think i may not have the qualities to perform as a HR personnel. IT may be the right path.. Anyway, all results were released last week. So, Soh and Iwent for 'celebration..' We were too disappointed by what we got.. so we decided to vent our 'frustration' on Food. We went to Manhatan Fish Market for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The intro drinks.. blueberry soda and rasberry soda.. So-so only..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The main course mini lobster plate.. The lobster was nice. The rice not really fanstatic.. I think they missed out cheese (so sinful yet.. yum yum..).. Calamaris over cooked.. haha.. I am not being fussy.. maybe fish &amp;amp; co is a better place to go for this kind of seafood platter.. :)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with ah lian ytd. We went for boxing and bollywood dance at Bikram. haha.. the boxing was so vigorous.. We forgot to bring out water bottle along.. almost die half way. But our boxing instructor is really chio. Very sexy and flexible lady.. Bollywood dance is fun.. but they missed out trees.. so that we could hide behind it and dance.. ahaha.. fun! But I have cramps from last night.. Looking forward to try their hot yoga... But ah lian going Aussie soon.. Her second time there.. so nice la..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Baby Jaymas growing up.. he knows how to call me now.. And when he calls.. i normally stop whatever I am going and went up to him.. *hugs&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8680886720000182396?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8680886720000182396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8680886720000182396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8680886720000182396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8680886720000182396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-break.html' title='Summer Break'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8424811226802305367</id><published>2009-04-23T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:45:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something serious- Changes</title><content type='html'>I see people change.&lt;br /&gt;I sense people change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought some things dont change.&lt;br /&gt;But, I think I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you didnt change.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you really didnt. But I change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only constant in life- Changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really hope you could slow down your pace and walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;Thats really a hope. I'm not grumbling. Thats just a hope. Lets not let it affect you so much.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it didnt at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad. Just feeling pity. Sometime, somewhere, something change. Unknowningly.&lt;br /&gt;I am confuse. Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise I have nobody. Not a single one. It saddens me. To only realise today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're right. Everyone come alone and leave alone. We shan't be too bother abt others. No envy, no jealousy. Only pure myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8424811226802305367?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8424811226802305367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8424811226802305367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8424811226802305367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8424811226802305367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-serious-changes.html' title='Something serious- Changes'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1640647102121032444</id><published>2009-04-23T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:16:56.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I got to blog!</title><content type='html'>Finally, finally, finally.. I got the award pics from iLab&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00126.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with lian chee&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00127-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;with daniel&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00129-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;us!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00128-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, this yr is a bad year.. coz only 2 teams got the award and only 2 young star awards.. And this yr the team award all kena pay cut.. luckly our team size is small.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1640647102121032444?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1640647102121032444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1640647102121032444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1640647102121032444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1640647102121032444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-i-got-to-blog.html' title='Finally I got to blog!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-2407978982638528812</id><published>2009-04-13T17:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:48:02.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart belongs to daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While tearing off a game of golf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may make a play for the caddy&lt;br /&gt;But when I do, I don't follow though&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I invite a boy some night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To dine on my fine finnan haddie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just adore his asking for more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I simply couldn't be bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, my heart belongs to daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da--ad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I want to warn you laddie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I think you're perfectly swell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause my daddy he treats it so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/love_daddy_TH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;is that fair?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2407978982638528812?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2407978982638528812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2407978982638528812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2407978982638528812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2407978982638528812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-heart-belongs-to-daddy.html' title='My heart belongs to daddy'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3241736424109655229</id><published>2009-04-13T12:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:29:13.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray! I bought a baby bunny.</title><content type='html'>Hurray! After 4 days of struggle, I finally manage to collect enough eggs to buy my first baby bunny. Hahaha.. I been searching high and low, days and nights for Easter eggs in Facebook. =) I told Soh I gonna collect 100 of them.. and I did it for this cute bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/bunny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/bunny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arent you loving it too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I am going back to my book~ tml is Performance Mgmt and Compensation paper.. Also my first paper.. Wish me good luck~ All the best to those having their exams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3241736424109655229?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3241736424109655229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3241736424109655229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3241736424109655229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3241736424109655229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/04/hurray-i-bought-baby-bunny.html' title='Hurray! I bought a baby bunny.'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8524312212182568572</id><published>2009-04-06T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:35:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the old me</title><content type='html'>I met XueYun just now. She commented that I should change my hair style.. Cut it short or do something to it. I totally agree with her man.. But when I look back my old pics, I realised I have really long (an messy) hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken in Poly days.. 2003 or 2004.. with Mr. Goh our Finance fac... He treated us durian creps on his last lesson with us and with RP.. And he drinks coffee.. Coz when we meet back for second meeting.. I could smell it and confronted him.. He was so embarrass then. Sorry Mr Goh, I din know I really embarrassed you. :) And he gave me the least A (I think). haha.. He gave Jenn more.. Unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/jialingandgoh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you could see this pic is taken even earlier than the first one. Taken in 2003 when I just entered poly and we have our first JI (my first 3 months is with Jurong Insitute, a very nice place!) gathering. That is Yun Ling beside me. You can see I still have sharp face. haha.. And I think maybe Soh is attracted to it.. lol..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/jialingandyunling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this, taken two years back with my new short hair. I think I look younger with my short hair. And that is Justina.. Yes, my theatre classmate. We din bid together thou. And I am surprise to see her there.. At least got a friend in class.. How lucky!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/justinaandjialing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And seriously I think I am goin to cut short again. If I were to keep it long, I'll go get it rebond and dyed! I have gone far to have a blonde hair.. haha.. Long and blonde should look nice... But.. we'll see how. I miss my slim days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8524312212182568572?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8524312212182568572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8524312212182568572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8524312212182568572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8524312212182568572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-me.html' title='the old me'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8470766543719828346</id><published>2009-04-01T22:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:38:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eagle and the cat</title><content type='html'>I promise I'll upload more pics on the production day... Show starting... @ substation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/substation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The most expensive program booklet.. hehe.. Very nicely done by Marketing team...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/bomb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The beautiful girls.. Monica, me, wiki and Justina (from left to right)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/ending4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All beauty parlour casts.. top row(left to right): dickson and ian&lt;br /&gt;front row (left to right): Monica, jeremy, me, wiki, justina &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/beautifulpeople.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Did you spot my prof? Shes the one with flower..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/ending3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another family photo.. with spotty (man in white) and director (man in red)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/ending2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Half previous eagle and cat casts...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/ending1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The cats..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The eagles.. with their red flags..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/eagles1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The back guy.. soundmen..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/sound.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8470766543719828346?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8470766543719828346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8470766543719828346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8470766543719828346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8470766543719828346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/04/eagle-and-cat.html' title='The Eagle and the cat'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3919984928260612285</id><published>2009-03-30T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:39:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw saturn and its moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you seen planet saturn before? If you are lucky enough and have a chance to take a good look at them, you'll love them. I saw it last night. On earth hour, when all the lights are off. Using a high tech telescope from Astrordinary club. Really cool~ and I saw the moons around it. That is even cooler right? My gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are still wondering, this is how saturn looks like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/saturn81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can literally see the round round thing around the planet. It's really cool! And the white spots are the moons. According to some reliable source, they said Saturn is the second largest planet in our solar system. It is made up of very light gas. The round round thing is actually call rings! And there are 50 moons orbiting Saturn.. Wow.. cool isnt it? Go google it.. to know more abt this beautiful planet. You'd love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3919984928260612285?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3919984928260612285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3919984928260612285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3919984928260612285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3919984928260612285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-saw-saturn-and-its-moon.html' title='I saw saturn and its moon'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1521400481484844753</id><published>2009-03-22T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:01:30.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is a man who knows when to change its color...</title><content type='html'>It was so thrilled ytd. It's our final production day! Can you imagine show start at 8pm and we are there at 11am? Rehearsal after rehearsal.. Then guests came.. and we put on the bestest show... I must say the toughest part is hidding behind the side curtain.. we could hardly move.. any move will cause the curtains to move.. ahah.. so spookey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got you a pic I found.. @ back stage...&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/spottyandbeautifulpeople.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 476px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/spottyandbeautifulpeople.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its Spotty (joshua) and the beautiful people (me!) @ backstage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1521400481484844753?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1521400481484844753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1521400481484844753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1521400481484844753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1521400481484844753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-so-thrilled-ytd.html' title='He is a man who knows when to change its color...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3781178343676074211</id><published>2009-03-07T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:56:05.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>into his 13th month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can he be anymore cuter?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/IMG_2596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3781178343676074211?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3781178343676074211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3781178343676074211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3781178343676074211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3781178343676074211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/03/into-his-13th-month.html' title='into his 13th month...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-9204754750048647030</id><published>2009-03-04T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:33:37.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jaymas birthday</title><content type='html'>Its Jaymas first birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-9204754750048647030?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/9204754750048647030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=9204754750048647030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9204754750048647030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9204754750048647030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/03/jaymas-birthday.html' title='jaymas birthday'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6854005096834796899</id><published>2009-03-04T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:28:58.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear february...</title><content type='html'>times fly. Here come March and February's gone.. The ever best month of the year. Shortest working day and most birthdays celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Feb babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th: Leroy&lt;br /&gt;15th: Andy&lt;br /&gt;17th: Levelle (if i spell it correct)&lt;br /&gt;19th: Me!&lt;br /&gt;22nd: uncle Soh and Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is like 5 already.. and to my surprise I found out more in yesterday theatre class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: WeeKhee&lt;br /&gt;28th Monica&lt;br /&gt;and winston and adrian.. but I cant remember their day.. whahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are 10 Feb babies.. 10 smart babies.. *thumb up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most surprising thing is that all these people (weekhee, monica, winston and adrain) are my team mates.. We should have another Feb bday celebration.. But, Feb just over~ *sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-6854005096834796899?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6854005096834796899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6854005096834796899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6854005096834796899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6854005096834796899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-february.html' title='dear february...'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8844792805134905155</id><published>2009-02-24T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:27:48.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; did I tell you I have another celebration?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/bday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank peeps.. =)&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/29208968-8844792805134905155?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8844792805134905155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8844792805134905155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8844792805134905155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8844792805134905155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/did-i-tell-you-i-have-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-873357864251528364</id><published>2009-02-19T23:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:31:52.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I tell you today is my birthday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy birthday to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-873357864251528364?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/873357864251528364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=873357864251528364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/873357864251528364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/873357864251528364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/19-feb-2009.html' title='19 Feb 2009'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1640379516681094121</id><published>2009-02-15T15:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:31:03.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Getaway @ Park Loyal</title><content type='html'>I went to Park Loyal yesterday. For Valentine of coz! Quite a nice place for weekend getaway. Resaonable price too. SGD190 nett. For 1 night stay, complimentary spa voucher, daily breakfast... Anyway, this is a room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is quite nice as the room has radio.. in case you are like me.. Afraid of ghost, you can on the radio (instead of TV) the whole night.. Which i think is more energy saving. =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I like this closet. With Iron attached even though I didnt use it. Wahaha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11774.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Next is the most-argument-with-soh-facility: the bathroom. Our argument, to have bath tub a not. Apparent, Park loyal has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After dinner, we went up to see the room. Nice bath tub. But, it would be better if we could have bubble bath.. Hohoho.. so I pester Soh to buy. His premise, "We'll only use once. Not worth purchasing". But I insisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-da! the bubble bath set. Wahahaha.. Shower gel, bubble bath, body cream, bath salt! For $19.90 from Sasa.. But I paid $9.95.. Coz its 50% off.. Wahahaha.. What a bargain!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For V-day present, I bought us a couple tee (the sperm and egg tee if you rmb).. haha..&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got messy hair..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least, I took these home.. *sheepish* I thought it would be useful for use future use. =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information, visit &lt;a href="http://www.parkroyalhotels.com/"&gt;http://www.parkroyalhotels.com/&lt;/a&gt; under Promotions Give me a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1640379516681094121?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1640379516681094121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1640379516681094121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1640379516681094121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1640379516681094121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-getaway-park-loyal.html' title='Valentine Getaway @ Park Loyal'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3258477481967585008</id><published>2009-02-12T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:13:58.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging time!</title><content type='html'>What abt this, let me blog abt nice things that are happening around me.. weekly? I cnat promise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a busy week. And it gonna end soon. Which means another busy week coming up. Fret not, week 8 coming... More work and more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait for the weekend to blog abt this piece of really nice to hear news! You know, my Team was rehearsing for the theatre presentation on Sun. Yes, on Sunday. Everyone tried to rehearse and rmb their lines. Many interesting things happened. Like  some of the lines that are NG the most/ rehearse the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Welcome to our pack... by Big one&lt;br /&gt;2.) Me? joining you pack? by Ann&lt;br /&gt;3.) Are you very &lt;em&gt;niao&lt;/em&gt; a not? by Big one&lt;br /&gt;4.) I was furious by Ann&lt;br /&gt;5.) Very insistent, very particular, very subjective, very stubborn by Cats&lt;br /&gt;6.) Black spot by Xihao&lt;br /&gt;7.) could it be? could it be here? by Xihao&lt;br /&gt;8.) I am really confused. My heart was feeling a kind of pain by Anu and Xihao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest part was when Winston forgot his lines.. Hahaha.. i just couldnt help thinking.. Coz Winston was suppose to have alot of emotions when he said his lines.. so, all of us were waiting for him to deliever (before we clap and end the presentation) we wait and wait.. then Ann said you forget your lines.. Winston was like still trying very hard to yun niang his feeling la.. then he broke the silence.. I forgot my line.. whaha.. Winston you so cute la! That is the only time he forgotten his line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you wonder what Winston's lines? Last part: It has been a week now... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun rehearsing and memorising lines.. Justina did our eye make up. Neat work! complimented by Prof. Small but so effective! and we gotten high grade! Thank everyone! THe prof said &lt;em&gt;the team is to be congraluated&lt;/em&gt;. Are you happy for me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time go ahead and read our play. Its call The eagle and cat. Worth reading. By Kuo Pao Kun. I hope to upload the pics soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3258477481967585008?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3258477481967585008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3258477481967585008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3258477481967585008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3258477481967585008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/blogging-time.html' title='Blogging time!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-9037252645604926385</id><published>2009-02-11T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:24:01.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sub prime crisis</title><content type='html'>Do you know what has happen to our economy? I am seriously unsure.. But I found this after IM-ing with ah lian.. worth reading.. a short description/ explanation of sub prime crisis. &lt;a href="http://www.twnside.org.sg/title2/resurgence/203-204/cover2.doc"&gt;http://www.twnside.org.sg/title2/resurgence/203-204/cover2.doc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-9037252645604926385?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/9037252645604926385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=9037252645604926385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9037252645604926385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/9037252645604926385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/sub-prime-crisis.html' title='sub prime crisis'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5645425067729553747</id><published>2009-02-11T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:35:40.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our mama</title><content type='html'>In my past 22 years of life, I could not understand how great mother love is. But now, I can understand (or so I think). You know, when we write abt essay.. "My mama", you always quote how mama take care of us when we are sick. In fact, this has become a cliche already. We read sotries of how mama brings us umbrella on rainy days, how mama take care of us. But, how many (people) really mean it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my mama how she take care of my sister, how she got really upset by her behavoir and words. How she forgive and keep helping her. That is our mama. From the way she reaction, her anger, her frustration, all reflect her love. How can I tell her 'thank you'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see how Soh mama care for his sister. I see teardrops. Even though his sister is already married. The love never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see how Andy's mama care. She tried to protect her son, is that overly protection? I dont know. For all I know is another kind of motherly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we start appreciating our mama like how they appreciate us? I suggest we start TODAY. Great mama's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your mama scold you, nag you, or even whack you, she loves you. Strange. We take them for granted and seldom tell them how much we wanna to thank them. How you been saying "mama you are the best", "mama, i'll take of you", "mama, i  never leave you", and "mama, i be there for you".. all these mushy words? I guess we seldom/ never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I am not pregnant. I just feel for these mamas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5645425067729553747?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5645425067729553747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5645425067729553747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5645425067729553747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5645425067729553747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-mama.html' title='Our mama'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7878811887428106655</id><published>2009-02-05T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:35:33.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven I been blogging</title><content type='html'>AiYah.. I been so busying la people.. Can you imagine.. I dun know why also. Endless make ups, mid term coming, project report, reading, assignments.. goodness.. the list nv end.. I missed my bored days.. I am slacker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you I enjoyed my theatre class? Really post modern.. I got cranky these days.. Woohoo.. haha.. Anyway, V-day coming. Do something la people.. How abt Green V-day? sounds cool.. Make something for your love ones.. Oh talking abt V-day, I have a thing to share.. that occured this afternoon. I was meeting Sylvia and Vito for ADM project.. Sylvia was manning her friend's booth when she 'pestered' me to buy something.. Lovers' shirt. Her friend then showed me this hot seller.. for girl: bull eye, for boy: arrows.. I was like.. do you know whats that like? egg and sperms.. haha.. So funny la.. u see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, i just cant think well. Btw, Andy's going oversea. Farewell dinner this friday. This is a warning to Andy, Better behaviour yourself and study hard hor! thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7878811887428106655?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7878811887428106655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7878811887428106655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7878811887428106655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7878811887428106655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/02/haven-i-been-blogging.html' title='Haven I been blogging'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7019301097084154805</id><published>2009-01-27T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:16:47.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you wear?</title><content type='html'>What do you wear for CYN home visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new dresses... this year.. two of the same kind.. only differs by its colour.. I got blue and black.. I wore the black one thirce (on xmas day, new year eve and iLab CNY lunch). The blue one yesterday. Anyway, it was a V low cut kinda of dress.. I tot it might make me look better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... Indeed it did la! haha.. Fred said he almost cannot recognize me.. Soh said I look so different with the two different dresses and mum.. stared in awe ytd.. lol.. She kept asking my Soh parent didnt comment.. But they seriously nv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm not the limelight yesterday.. Guess who.. its our baby Jaymas.. I bathed him ytd, put him to bed the last two day (I sing la-lu-bye) and other stuff a baby sitter would do.. So, i dress him in his red shirt and pants. I must say the clothes was a little big for him.. But still, it look ok. So, when he came home ytd night, mum was saying.. "Oh jayma, you are sexier than your aunty (which is me la..). You got a steep V".. lol.. Ok, I let him win... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today his mummy dress him up.. to something mum and me dont agree to.. Mum say the material is bad... I say.. it doesnt look like its for new year.. lol.. You get what i mean.. it seems like its for pp who had gone selling salted egg.. whaha.. ok sorry.. i am kidding.. but serious, mum and I (and I tihnk aunt also) wanna buy then we thought.. overall, it just look bad.. Anyway, baby jaymas seemed to have fun with that cap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and he threw...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and it landed..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No cap..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hes cheeky now&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha.. I put him to bed an hour ago.. I tapped him.. and later we will be going over to aunty house... with mum of coz.. Ang bao ang bao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11698.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7019301097084154805?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7019301097084154805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7019301097084154805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7019301097084154805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7019301097084154805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/would-you-wear.html' title='Would you wear?'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8154779141456348807</id><published>2009-01-24T14:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:30:22.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Dust</title><content type='html'>Since last Dec I have been wanting to clean my messy room.. But somehow, procrastination works really well on me.. Wahaha.. Anyway, Here my messy room..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11664.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You can jolly well find many different type of cables on my table.. and it really in a mess. Can you imagine it was like this after my last paper (in Nov '08).. Wahaha.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was the amount of dust my shelve accumulated.. since.. xx years ago.. Really thick man! It choked me...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another need to clean up area.. near my bed.. Where I used to put my alarm clock.. It was desserted after I got my handphone.. lolx.. Can you imagine how long it was been desserted? Wahaha...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the side table that big auntie give me.. I told that mum I dun want.. coz ultimately it will be another place I accumlate dust, books and notes... And.. I am so right.. coz mum keep asking my to clean, to pack.. hahaha.. Mum.. See.. no big cupboard, no shelves.. they only accumulate dust.. lol...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;OK... Cleaning in progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ladder to remove the super dusty curtain and wipe off all the unwanted dust and spides' houses near the edge of the windows.. Out of the sudden, I feel like a Sg maid.. haha.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you notice, I started cleaning at around 1030.. and in this pic my clock is showing 1200.. Goodness.. Can you imagine.. Cleaning.. Ergh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, when you are done.. the result is overwhelming.. Hohoho.. my clean room.. 99% dust free.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isnt it much clean now.. Lets hope it will be maintain throughout the year... Which I think it probably will last 3 days.. lol.. *cross my fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8154779141456348807?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8154779141456348807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8154779141456348807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8154779141456348807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8154779141456348807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-dust.html' title='Bye Bye Dust'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8010786240976542689</id><published>2009-01-24T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:14:00.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Jaymas growing up</title><content type='html'>Have you been missing baby jaymas? He's busy growing up.. into.. toddler jaymas? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I say, I will upload more pics... I took these while waiting for baby jaymas to sleep so that mum and I can start 'spring' cleaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;p/s you can tell that the coffee table is in a mess.. but now after the clean is sparkle.. with CYN goodies and chocolate.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can he be any more cuter? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cute litte teeth are popping out too... He used to bite everyone's fingers.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8010786240976542689?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8010786240976542689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8010786240976542689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8010786240976542689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8010786240976542689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-jaymas-growing-up.html' title='Baby Jaymas growing up'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3582207007633546987</id><published>2009-01-21T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:34:54.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is lovely tuesday</title><content type='html'>today is the second day of the week and i have been waking up 0830 and reach home at 2100.. Can you imagine.. my hectic life is gonna start soon.. But the good thing is I been working out.. haha.. the bad news is result not proven yet.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is a busy week.. also is nearing CNY so I guess i am already in the CNY mood..Oh.. before i go on with the CNY thingy.. there is one thing that I feel everyone should know.. this always happen after Margret's class.. We were reading this play by Mr. Kuo Pao Kun, The Coffin is Too Big for the Hole. Its a very interesting and rich play.. Very local very true.. you should all read it.. think of it meaning.. it stunned you. i am serious. Pls read it.. It actually talks abt conformity, govt, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing,  I earn $10 early this week.. is by participating in a research and we were pay $10.. nice isnt it? coz i been broke.. and poor soh got to stuff money to me.. but i am earn and saving bit by bit.. And this friday i am also going for another one.. which will pay the participant $8. Dont worry about i am only interested in the money (in fact.. who dont.. right..) But, as someone who is educated, i value the reliablity of the survey. So, i will try to be a honest participant. Not a spoliter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I could upload pics for u guys.. poor reader.. got to bear with my poor language.. Oh yes, before I end, besides reading Performance mgmt and Strategic Compensation, I read one of the local writer book.. for teenage.. is call I believe you. Nice also.. though i only completed 10 chapts of the book (which is fast la.. as compared to my pace reading the school texts..) You can also read them online.. is free.. (only for the first 10 chpt) there are altogether 20 chpt.. can finish within 4hrs, 20 chpt.. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon.. Sad thing for the week.. i have 2 make ups on Sat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3582207007633546987?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3582207007633546987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3582207007633546987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3582207007633546987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3582207007633546987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-lovely-tuesday.html' title='today is lovely tuesday'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5218319881936057863</id><published>2009-01-19T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:28:45.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day..</title><content type='html'>I really hope I have my phone software installed.. Ergh! Marilyn helped me to take a pic today.. coz today is a happy day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I earned $10 on doing research today.. Arent you happy.. 40mins, answered some R/ship, marriage, ideal partner questions.. and you get $10 in return.. sounds like really a good deal man! I should be looking out for it... Anyway, one of the questions is abt rating of your partner. There are 5 'features' you got to rate.. 1.) physical attractiveness.. 2.) Kindness.. 3.) Social friendly.. and I forgotten the rest..So, the first part of the question is I have to rate my ideal husband on these features... And everything must add up to 10points.. Interestingly, the second part ask you abt your one night stand ideal partner.. Guess what.. I put all the pts to physical attractiveness.. ahah.. well, I am just being true ok! haha.. Hmm.. who will reject handsome guy.. Yum yum.. like Tony Leong, Yuan bin.. Shuai.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I am going to trim and color my hair on fri.. Arent you excited abt my new look.. I know its really boring just ot read and read.. Trust me.. when I go to Soh house.. I will bring the installation CD back.. Oh~ I really miss it! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. Have u all been good student? Have u all been reading your text.. if you haven start, pls start reading before its too late.. ok.. must be good student.. and start reading.. Play hard too.. CNY coming.. mahjong time.. Soh mama bought mahjong table.. cool la.. she said anytime i come they will play.. whaahah.. Auntie, i got no money to lose leh.. Can we play chips? haha.. TC pp.. i'll be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5218319881936057863?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5218319881936057863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5218319881936057863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5218319881936057863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5218319881936057863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-day.html' title='Happy day..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7511403165202109051</id><published>2009-01-14T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:41:37.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Reopening</title><content type='html'>Did I say I wanna show you my cute stationery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new file..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cute.. isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back of the file.. that my timetable.. I have classes from Mon- Fri.. my ADM prof.. super handsome.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Very cute smilies clip.. from Popular.. a little ex.. but quite cute..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7511403165202109051?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7511403165202109051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7511403165202109051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7511403165202109051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7511403165202109051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-reopening.html' title='School Reopening'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3826292510227993763</id><published>2009-01-11T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:14:37.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things change</title><content type='html'>in case you are wondering where I been on new year eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/dblO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;its dbl O..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3826292510227993763?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3826292510227993763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3826292510227993763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3826292510227993763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3826292510227993763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-change.html' title='Things change'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3312770511335042430</id><published>2009-01-05T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:51:50.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea - Theme Song</title><content type='html'>Have u come across this cute song that baby jaymas loves? Its the Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea Theme Song! Found this in Celine site.. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ogw0bwQOKZI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ogw0bwQOKZI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time where baby Jaymas had nightmare and he cried in his little playpen (which is near the TV).. Then the TV played.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Po-nyo Po-nyo ponyo sakana no ko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Baby Jaymas quickly turned his head to the TV and make his baby sound.. When the song finished he continued crying.. lolx.. That is funny la.. Mum and me laugh at the ku ku baby.. Cute baby.. His favourite action now is to tilt his head side way.. and when u follow him.. he will laugh like crazy baby.. love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3312770511335042430?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3312770511335042430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3312770511335042430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3312770511335042430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3312770511335042430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/ponyo-on-cliff-by-sea-theme-song.html' title='Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea - Theme Song'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4303301989189917102</id><published>2009-01-05T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:36:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new year..</title><content type='html'>Hi people, Hows things going? I bet you wonder where I went on Christmas day, on new year eve... Well, I enjoyed my days (counting to the reopening of school).. lolx! Anyway, it a brand new 2009, and i just wish everyone a happy new year and may all good things come to everyone on everyday. lol.. What a silly wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today is week 1 of the school term.. i have class later at 1515... it so sad to have class on Monday.. lol.. I bought some cute stationary for this new term.. Like a cute file, and smilies clips.. They are really cute.. I wish I could upload those pics for u.. but.. sadly I formatted my com and not lot of applications are installed yet.. So, pls wait patiently. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good day. And lets count down to Chinese New Year.. although nothing to celebrate.. just eat and eat.. Oh, did I mention that XY come back already.. Wahahaha.. More presents.. I got heels and necklace and a cute little pen.. Oh and my tac-tac-tac.. Will upload pics soon... good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4303301989189917102?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4303301989189917102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4303301989189917102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4303301989189917102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4303301989189917102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2009/01/brand-new-year.html' title='A brand new year..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6020060490257115745</id><published>2008-12-15T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:18:29.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>何谓人生？</title><content type='html'>I used to think I am right, sensible, calm..&lt;br /&gt;These few days, I think I'm not. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;I am implusive, emotion, and naggy.&lt;br /&gt;My line of whats good and bad blurred.&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell if I am doing good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;I need guidance.&lt;br /&gt;If allowing Him to your life change you, pls let Him into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been talking to Soh, to XY.. Not hoping to find instant solution..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just voicing out.&lt;br /&gt;Things Happen..&lt;br /&gt;Many time we are  unsure of what to do..&lt;br /&gt;I recalled what chairman Mao said.. we do not know the way, its like across a river, where the water rushes. You have to feel the rock and find a way out. I sort of understand what he is saying.. or at least I think what he is trying to tell us..&lt;br /&gt;But where is the light.. I'm getting impatient..&lt;br /&gt;When will all these end?&lt;br /&gt;I thought by getting better grade I'll be happier.. Apparently.. I still feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;I thought by going for vacation I'll be happier.. It turned out.. the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh, I hate it..&lt;br /&gt;Until last week, Charlton shared with us abt this Letting of God coming into your life..&lt;br /&gt;Does it help? Seriously, I dont know. I say I have this strong feeling of.. if you can help me, pls come into my life.. But.. my stubborn character remained me.. I shall be the one determine my life, I led the life I want and nothing else. No one shall interfere. I choose what I want. Sorry, God, I have to reject your kindness. Or I shall say, Pls help those who are worthy of your help. My problem is nothing compare to those refugues, those poor and sick. Let me help myself.. Like you say, You will only help those who help themselves. I believe they are 1000 times more desparate for you and your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people, did I make you worry. Pls dun be worry. I am ok! :) I am just emo and I have nothing to do.. don worry, my grades are ok.. I managed to pull up my overall GPA.. Just that I read someone's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops, I just realised.. my title is a litte inapporiate.. Anyhow, I shall be up with another post soon.. I promise it will be a positive one with many pics.. :) tc for the time being..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-6020060490257115745?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6020060490257115745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6020060490257115745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6020060490257115745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6020060490257115745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='何谓人生？'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-3720692326049699087</id><published>2008-12-12T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:09:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview to Cameron Highland</title><content type='html'>Dear all, there are tonnes of pics to upload from the cameron highland.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just give u some preview pics first.. whaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of Cameron Highland.. the ever first thing that come to everyone's mine is STRAWBERRY~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 422px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And more Strawberries (Ivy and Meimei)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, the Tea Planation~ (Ivy, meimei, and me)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00369.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From my previous trip.. (8 years ago).. We love the Tomatoes!! p/s: Ah lian.. I really climbed many stairs to find these tomatoes.. for u~~&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 524px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time, I discovered their juicy corns.. We eat it uncook.. so juicy!! Yum Yum.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fresh veggies and flowers.. Look at the colour.. so vibrant!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly, how can we forget the Catus farm.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know.. there is still strawberry tea.. we cannot forget.. haha.. I bought them too~ Stay tune for more pics... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-3720692326049699087?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/3720692326049699087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=3720692326049699087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3720692326049699087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/3720692326049699087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/preview-to-cameron-highland.html' title='Preview to Cameron Highland'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-2955688309155777813</id><published>2008-12-12T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:42:50.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIS BBQ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The much awaited SIS pics.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Everything is nice except for the heavy pour...&lt;br /&gt;A number of fun thing to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Tattoo-ing&lt;br /&gt;Amelia got mushroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00314.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenyze got sparrow&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel got butterfly&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred.. to cover up his scar..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the couple got sun?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hearts and seahorse&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)hair beading&lt;br /&gt;Took at leaset 45mins to finish ONE thread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00324.jpg" /&gt;winnie and chenyze &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00330.jpg" /&gt;winnie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Tarot card readingI wanna.. but the Q is too long.. and Soh already waited for me to finish my hair beading.. Anyway, Fred and Raymond said is nothing.. everything mentioned was quite general..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met karway there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Handwriting analysisWas a fun and accurate one! Abt me: I am emotion, need to get thing done on the spot, never forget (the good and bad!).. have no reason to dislike or like something.., if I do believe in something, i will go all the way for it.. (which is true, I believe in miracle..), .. lost more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt Amelia: the uncle said she wants to be a rich tai tai.. so the very TRUE!.. haha.. all of us laugh out loud when he said that.. True la.. Amelia abmition is to be rich tai tai.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt Winnie: Very detailed person.. and *i forgot*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt Fred: .. ps fred. I went to get my tattoo and hair beading.. during ur turn.. haha.. ps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random pic we took on that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00307.jpg" /&gt;me and Amelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00308.jpg" /&gt;Amelia and Winnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 414px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00309.jpg" /&gt;the bi sexual bear.. (a male or female?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00319.jpg" /&gt;me and Mel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2955688309155777813?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2955688309155777813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2955688309155777813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2955688309155777813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2955688309155777813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/sis-bbq.html' title='SIS BBQ..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1664879478548684042</id><published>2008-12-10T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:15:51.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Friend</title><content type='html'>To: Ah Yuan,&lt;br /&gt;You will always be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;Your departure is a great lost of us.&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Dwayne-Tay-Seck-Wang/37182263819"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Dwayne-Tay-Seck-Wang/37182263819&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1664879478548684042?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1664879478548684042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1664879478548684042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1664879478548684042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1664879478548684042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-friend.html' title='Lost Friend'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5573722766065034385</id><published>2008-12-05T01:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:40:39.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am learning to be a BIG eyes doll</title><content type='html'>I tried putting on fake eye lashed ytd. haha.. Actually is not that hard though. Miss Yap seemed to have a harder time to stick the thing on.. Anyway, there are 2 type of lashes I tried. 1.) the normal one (not to drama kind) and 2.) the abit more drama mama kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, before I start, pls bear with my pimples ok.. I have no idea why they are popping out.. like nobody business.. Soh hse doesnt have any image tool to cover those little cute red spot.. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how my eye looks like without anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, after putting on the lashes.. it becomes like this..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture022.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice leh.. See how the lashes curl.. Chio~ Ah lian dun envy.. ahahhah.. I got BIG eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture009.jpg" /&gt;Let try to more drama mama one.. lolx.. We bought this for Miss Yap.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end.. she can fit this in.. Too time consuming for her.. haha.. So, I put in on.. in mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 428px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Picture017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ta-dah~ (pointing up to my right eye) Mei right! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: this post is solely for ah lian to 'appreciate' my curl lashes.. haha.. Have fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time you see me, I will post up SIS gathering, Dine in @ Lao Beijing and Trip from Cameron Highlands.. haha.. I will be staying at Heritage Hotel.. Wish me a safe and fruitful trip.. Strawberry.. lao niang lai le.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5573722766065034385?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5573722766065034385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5573722766065034385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5573722766065034385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5573722766065034385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-learning-to-be-big-eyes-doll.html' title='I am learning to be a BIG eyes doll'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-7374894724946253524</id><published>2008-12-03T01:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:15:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft Surface</title><content type='html'>Have you heard of Microsoft surface? A very cool surface.. MultiTouch function.. iLab has one! the really one.. not the iTable that Daniel and the interns made. Yes, iLab bought the MS surface.. so cool... We laid our fingers on it.. that night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Did you see what the logo say.. "Mircosoft Surface"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-7374894724946253524?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/7374894724946253524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=7374894724946253524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7374894724946253524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/7374894724946253524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/microsoft-surface.html' title='Microsoft Surface'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4790537638066961227</id><published>2008-12-03T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:01:43.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping beauties</title><content type='html'>During the study week, most people are preparing for their papers.. expect those who are going to present their FYP.. Similarly, my team too was preparing for FYP presentation which fell on a Wed.. We spent a night at iLab... But little did we know.. they off the air-con at midnight! so stuffy can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But our sleeping beauty no.1 still can sleep.. So soundly.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Photo-0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shes is so cute la.. since then she has been to senitive to the camera 'click-click' sound.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This beauty.. also.. after presentation (3.30pm that next day).. she cannot tahan already.. Poor thing.. thurs still got paper..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/Photo-0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Haha.. all the beauties.. photos are provided by Fred.. haha.. I nv edit the pics ok.. I think u all look good in the orginal photo.. hahah.. simle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4790537638066961227?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4790537638066961227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4790537638066961227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4790537638066961227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4790537638066961227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleeping-beauties.html' title='sleeping beauties'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5931594513665178290</id><published>2008-12-02T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:48:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Jaymas Meets Pooh bear..</title><content type='html'>We brought baby Jaymas to taka ytd.. Amelia said there is a pooh bear and friends show.. we Q-ed for it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby andPooh Pooh.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hug hug&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is so excited when he saw this xmas tree filled with bears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 457px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 468px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haha.. i edited Amelia pimples.. shes gonna love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11573-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11570.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love this pic~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5931594513665178290?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5931594513665178290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5931594513665178290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5931594513665178290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5931594513665178290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-jaymas-meets-pooh-bear.html' title='Baby Jaymas Meets Pooh bear..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-6495444635900947086</id><published>2008-11-30T23:35:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:20:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.Updates.</title><content type='html'>Here are all the update that I owe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: iLab Open house&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is learning to play our multi player multi touch game..Ben, module chair is playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Karway is playing&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ericson is playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11557-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prof Jason (I know I am bias.. but he is one of the nice prof.. he's married..)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Karway is playing with the carouse&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;l&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: A visit to Mel Isabel's (aka Amelia) house&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The pool.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00223.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The very warm filled with bubble jacuzzi&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ pit..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coz, we went to the steam bath and sauna.. Afterwhich is dinner time.. where Amelia's maid cook us nice indo food.. Dessert is mix fruit chocolate fondue with Mocanto.. nice nice.. as if exam is over.. Whaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: Abby's birthdayIt abby 21 birthday.. @ Sembawang park.. Finally there is a birthday party where I am the first to reach home.. whahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the the party is black &amp;amp; gold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetiser..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Setting&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11507-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Birthday girl&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Birthday guest&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11523.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mango cheese cake&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Punch or wine?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 457px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 464px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: AA nightWe stayed over to do AA..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6: ChuiChai's (aka Celine) House warmingFood..&lt;br /&gt;Her house is very nice.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 454px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 439px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pics..&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is around the corner..&lt;br /&gt;@ Centre Point Kid department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ah lian.. this is the art festival display while u are not around.. (I know is kinda blur.. but it's really a very nice piece of performance..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/HPIM1248.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/HPIM1243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/HPIM1245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my FYP sponsors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daniel and us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11497-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Solomon and us&lt;br /&gt;p/s: daniel said we should post his pic on friendster or facebook.. I think he didnt mention blog.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml I will spend a day with bab Jaymas. I am still planning what we gonna do.. Anyway, I saw that many people are working on scrapbooking.. Maybe I'll try to do one.. since I am free.. and always worry that I got nothing to do.. It's after exam.. and I haven find a temp job.. ergh! That is not good..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-6495444635900947086?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/6495444635900947086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=6495444635900947086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6495444635900947086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/6495444635900947086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/11/updatesupdates.html' title='Updates.Updates.'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8768205577717107946</id><published>2008-11-25T12:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:08:24.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this</title><content type='html'>I found this very classic SIT pic... So, Who are they?&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/RPGrads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/RPGrads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Front row: Me, Soh, Shirley, Amanda, CK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back row: David, JJ, Fisher, ShiJie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I am the only BC student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8768205577717107946?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8768205577717107946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8768205577717107946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8768205577717107946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8768205577717107946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-found-this.html' title='I found this'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4815533961416489318</id><published>2008-11-22T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T13:02:57.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Rabbit</title><content type='html'>When you first came home everyone laugh at you.&lt;br /&gt;You ate the newspaper bedding that we made for you.&lt;br /&gt;You ate carrot like you were so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;You have big red eyes. Everyone just praise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were active.&lt;br /&gt;You jumped out from the tank.&lt;br /&gt;You hoped around.&lt;br /&gt;You were curious about everything around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You laid there motionless.&lt;br /&gt;I touched you. You gave me a little jerk.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered what happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give you a better home.&lt;br /&gt;More toys.&lt;br /&gt;More goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret overwhelms me.&lt;br /&gt;I cant do anything to bring you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rabbit, forgive my selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt care for you.&lt;br /&gt;I am remorseful.&lt;br /&gt;But that is not going to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant buy you bigger home, better toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold you in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;You look at me innocently.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, I caused you in this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God, give him a the best owner next time, next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, Mr. Rabbit. I cant bring you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the joy you bring.&lt;br /&gt;You always be remembered, Mr. Rabbit.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/MrRabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4815533961416489318?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4815533961416489318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4815533961416489318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4815533961416489318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4815533961416489318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-rabbit.html' title='Mr. Rabbit'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-2206962704074040620</id><published>2008-11-21T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:33:24.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>朋友的来信</title><content type='html'>问你多就没给朋友写信啦&lt;br /&gt;问你多就没给朋友问候啦&lt;br /&gt;朋友的一封来信，一声问候， 一些鼓励&lt;br /&gt;使我的心感到十分的窝心&lt;br /&gt;您相信吗&lt;br /&gt;这是我最糊涂的朋友&lt;br /&gt;就算是电话都懒得拨的人&lt;br /&gt;竟给我寄了封信&lt;br /&gt;真的好开心&lt;br /&gt;十年的友谊，没白交！&lt;br /&gt;我在这里加油&lt;br /&gt;你在那里加油&lt;br /&gt;我们相约在2008年底。。。&lt;br /&gt;为这来的不易的友谊碰杯！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2206962704074040620?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2206962704074040620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2206962704074040620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2206962704074040620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2206962704074040620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='朋友的来信'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-1394567888815635977</id><published>2008-11-08T17:27:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:23:44.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 12, Friday</title><content type='html'>You might be wondering where have I been.. Well, life been really really extremely busy.. I only have 4 modules, I really wonder what is keeping me so busy.. haha.. YES! is AA.. Finally the presentation is over.. and there is still a quiz and final exams coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less talking, more pictures.. I know I have tonnes of updates to make. But time is ticking away.. Let me just update the latest photo taking session.. with my FYP team. :) In preparation of the FYP poster. To be submitted on week 13, Fri. Ben push the date forward so that all posters can be printed and showcase during the SIS open house (week 14, i think). Anyway, I was telling my members that we needed some decent team photos, and we shall all dress properly on last friday.. Surprisingly, i din receive many positive responese.. as in, no 0ne disccussed what to wear.. and so i tot they are just simply dun care. Anyway, its the application/ project more impt than to submit poster.. in week 13 right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who know, ytd, all of them dress up! Wat pang eh.. never tell me lor.. I was wearing short.. lolx. Anyway, we took some nice pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in iLab..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campus green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use in our poster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the group pics, Winnie went off to finish her EWS project.. So left with amelia, fred and me.. So, we wont just slip this opportunity.. Let's take more pics.. lol..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Fred and I decided to do the SMU jump.. Wahahaha.. Can you imagine.. we jumped.. 20 plus time to get.. not even a decent shot.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st try..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd try.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia aims.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After N times&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Tadah... They commented I look like star fish.. &gt;.&lt;"'&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 513px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 477px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good news: we are finishing our FYP. Now left with UAT and documentations! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-1394567888815635977?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/1394567888815635977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=1394567888815635977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1394567888815635977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/1394567888815635977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-12-friday.html' title='Week 12, Friday'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-2638897030599962770</id><published>2008-10-30T20:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:26:55.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xue Yun is my cutest friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/PhotoFunia_22f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/PhotoFunia_22f0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Featuring the bestest friend 2008... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-2638897030599962770?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/2638897030599962770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=2638897030599962770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2638897030599962770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/2638897030599962770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/xue-yun-is-my-cutest-friend.html' title='Xue Yun is my cutest friend!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5798537478994695896</id><published>2008-10-16T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:24:35.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Dear Convocation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feeling excited the whole night.. Waiting for weeks... Today had finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear has GRADUATED!! Really happy for him.. I can sense his happiness and excitement too.. Look hes cheeky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 460px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="585" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His profile.. I have nothing to grumble abt except for his BIG tummy (so obvious lo. ask him to tuck in then he forget to smile.. lol..) and there are many people there taking pics.. all ruined my nice pictures.. &gt;_&lt;"' &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="382" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some of the other nicer pics I took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dear dear and his parents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With his mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11414.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With his papa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11426.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And all of us.. &lt;/p&gt;For our pic (dear dear and me..) sorry.. none of them look great to be put up here.. haha.. I am too picky on how I look on the pic.. Sadly, there is not many for me to choose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5798537478994695896?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5798537478994695896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5798537478994695896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5798537478994695896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5798537478994695896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-dear-convocation.html' title='Dear Dear Convocation'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-308077626550146567</id><published>2008-10-14T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:52:22.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last but not the least..</title><content type='html'>XY was wondering where is my last piece of present.. She 'hides' it in my bag compartment.. There you go.. Horse-y necklace.. i am going to wear it to sch tml.. Wahahaha.. Thanks friend!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thurday is Soh convocation.. So looking forward to it.. Wait for my pics.. haha.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-308077626550146567?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/308077626550146567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=308077626550146567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/308077626550146567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/308077626550146567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-but-not-least.html' title='Last but not the least..'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5256616753951557432</id><published>2008-10-14T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:33:46.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents from Shanghai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodies from Shanghai... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xy mama and sista are back from shanghai.. whats best.. they brought back presents (that xy bought for us)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrilled! Sandra and I went to her house this afternoon to receive the presents... Hahaha.. Of coz I nv go empty handed.. haha.. I bought them tou hua and butterfly snack..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, YuXuan went to school le.. so only meimei and JingXuan at home.. But its ok.. we'll have a good time play.. the first present (not for us) is this strawberry English high tea box..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Extremely girlish and nice to play with.. Meimei loves it and keep saying "zhe shi wo de xiao gu mai gei wo de".. like that win le lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Very 'delicious' box from Shanghai.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meimei is going to play with it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come sandra with her new shirt from XY.. mei ba.. She trying acting to help in arrange furniture in XY house.. haha.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She insisted to take picture with mei mei...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They are trying to pose for me.. lol.. (pointing down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next is this really nice shoes that her sista bought.. Chio lor~&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Guess what.. only $17 Sing.. oh my goodness.. so chio yet so cheap!!! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next next my present! She got me a bag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;da-ta.. Nice!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we got bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00128.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Who are we? Mongolian from Singapore.. hahaha.. Meimei say we should smile the same way... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgeting baby Jaymas.. He got donald from shanghai.. *quack, quack..*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00142.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One last present.. for Soh.. levis shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00158.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw, XY has 3 babies in her house.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby #1: JingXuan. Shi cute de lor..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby #2: Bob. Poor thing have to sit on washing machine.. coz sandra is scare of him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby #3 the abandon for sale lobster. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is he die? U try putting ur finger in.. see he will 'kiap' u anot lor.. wahaha.. that is what her sista say.. when i ask is he dead.. OF COZ NOT LA.. HE WILL REALLY KIAP YOUR FINGER LEH~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And strangely, xy house got many people of different nationalities..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Monglian meimei.. I ask her to ban gui lian.. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so cute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this one i really have no idea from which nation one.. maybe is from da qing guo? or Tang dynasty? haha.. beats me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ooh.. we really cant get enough of meimei.. Xy sista said if we take more pics.. shes going to charge us.. haha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5256616753951557432?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5256616753951557432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5256616753951557432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5256616753951557432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5256616753951557432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/presents-from-shanghai.html' title='Presents from Shanghai'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-5499122757869751167</id><published>2008-10-09T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:16:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIS Networking session</title><content type='html'>The ever first networking session I been to in SMU. How should I describe it? Attendance is complsuory for all year 3 and 4 students (which means I am involved!). Well, i reached school at 1120 for the make up session which ends around 1300. You might think is long.. well actually is very long. haha.. But the make up artist is a friendly lady. I wanna to upload my pics here.. Sadly, I haven lost a lot of weight.. so. I guess i wont be posting up.. But, I'll still post the pics I took during the Networking session.. ok.. dun be too disappointed.. haha.. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marilyn looking good.. formatting her comp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The FYP team (from the left): Amelia, me, winnie and Fred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Winnie and her poster.. hao lian leh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raymond and Winnie.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Winnie and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught Melaine in the session.. we were at the IDA booth.. she didnt get the nice IDA notebook.. haha.. Talking abt IDA, I got a really nice news to share! While chatting with the HR executive, i was telling her that I am looking for HR internship.. Surprising, she asked fro my namecard.. So the very nice and excited lo.. This is the first time someone actually asked for my namecard.. I can tell you the feeling is undescriptable (fei mo bi neng xing rong!). I am really excited! Extremely. haha.. out of my 100 printed namecards, I finally gave out 1.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, before we go, I decided that we (melaine and me) shld take some pics! I think she looks good in the pics.. She is currenly single now.. Guys, quick.. i got her number.. *she gonna kill me for this.. haha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Afterwhich, supposedly, we'll walk to the train station, but melaine said she will find a place to rest her feet.. haha.. to gossip la.. haha.. I cant tell the gossip she certainly kill me for this.. haha.. Anyway, we went soup spoon.. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-5499122757869751167?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/5499122757869751167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=5499122757869751167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5499122757869751167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/5499122757869751167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/sis-networking-session.html' title='SIS Networking session'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-4935323874212034745</id><published>2008-10-06T00:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:22:49.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, what do you do when you are putting on weight? Execrise lo.. got any other better idea? Bet Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I bought a new pair of Nike shoes from Queensway today. Really a nice purple pair.. haha.. My initial plan was to buy the one I saw in TM Royal Sporting House, Addidas ($92). I tot it was consider one of the cheapest range.. However, when we (Soh and I) went to Queenway today, I realised with $92 you can buy other nicer shoes. haha.. Thank to Amelia. I almost forgotten abt Queenway until she reminded last friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh caught sight of this Nike Pink shoes,which we thought was way nicer than the Addidas one. But, ah lian said we shouldnt buy Nike because of its controversial.. you know la.. soh always like to oppose what ah lian do.. haha.. somehow they are like magnatic.. "unlike poles attract"! We surveyed that price.. around $99 in almost every shop. It was like paying other $7 more to get a nicer shoes.. Not a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to surveyed the supposed-to-be last shop, I found out that there is a 15% off for that shoes now only $84.15!!! Goodness, what prof Michael Benoliel taught in his first class of Business Negotiation and conflict mgmt was right! So right.. Do due diligent!!! Finding out information is very impt! haha.. thank prof! Will rmb that. So, what now.. cfm buy the nike shoes.. P/S: ah lian, i can save more to come Shanghai ok.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in Nego class, we also learned that when you get more, you become greedy. Of coz, knowing that there is a 15% off thingy, I will certainly want to survey each and every shop in Queenway.. to get the best bargain leh.. haha.. But, the more we shop, the more we become tired of that shoes.. Then.. i saw this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh initially feel that the color was abit off.. like purple.. not his type.. he objected it.. but but but.. later, he became 'on par' with me.. haha.. so in the end.. we bought that.. and he PAID for it.. so nice.. Oh, this pair costs $119.. of coz.. that is before the discounted price ($101).. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/SDC11393.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks boy! I really like it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, showcasing the lovely couple.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blur = good. *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;p/s: when you see me the next time, I shall shed 2kg.. ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-4935323874212034745?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/4935323874212034745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=4935323874212034745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4935323874212034745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/4935323874212034745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-shoes.html' title='My New Shoes!'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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-29208968.post-8256200242933501482</id><published>2008-10-06T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:53:09.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious and Affordable Tim Sum</title><content type='html'>After meeting with our sponsor, everyone has a lighter mood.. And everyone is hungry.. We (the four of us) went Sunshine Plaza to have tim sum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a feast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;team members done with fever.. lolx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00077.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are done.. Total bill abt $32. (Less than that.. around $31+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h46/trustbar/DSC00078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29208968-8256200242933501482?l=my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/feeds/8256200242933501482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29208968&amp;postID=8256200242933501482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8256200242933501482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29208968/posts/default/8256200242933501482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-story-my-memory.blogspot.com/2008/10/delicious-and-affordable-tim-sum.html' title='Delicious and Affordable Tim Sum'/><author><name>Jialing aka Staisy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01880618114141940990</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>
