<?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-24222299</id><updated>2012-02-25T19:02:57.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants. vents. muse. always.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>387</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5560329901131451626</id><published>2012-02-25T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T19:02:57.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adele</title><content type='html'>i love adele's voice! i would willing pay for her music &amp;amp; i did. kinda like, win some lose some. take some, give some. if i really like something, i will buy it. if not... i guess i will stick to downloading it. i have my morales &amp;amp; ethics... but just not a lot. haha. or they are not with me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wonder why didn't adele's company ask her to lose some weight. is it some strategy to truly make her stand out of the crowd. but i think it will be ideal for her to lose some weight just to be within the healthy bmi. she looks (pretty) enormous despite the photoshop... but i guess, if she truly lose weight (to be on the healthy &amp;amp; not skinny side) it will probably help sell a lot of magazines &amp;amp; tabloids. Milking her possible future story angles already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just paid for a second chance to go strawberry fields again! with Ms Jasmine Ho. hehehehhe. i am pretty sure this time i will succeed in making my way there. Positivity helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am comtemplating should i sign up for a one year yoga package... my muscles are still aching from my first hot yoga lesson at real yoga. thinking thinking... it is not so easy to make me part with me this much of $$ !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5560329901131451626?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5560329901131451626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5560329901131451626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2012/02/adele.html' title='adele'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3128687990551481742</id><published>2012-02-04T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T22:56:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in debt</title><content type='html'>i will be so in-debt, that i dunno how in debt i am. to my eyeballs, maybe? hahahah. thanks to trivelis. but trivelis... is a place which i look forward to, although i am sure there are as much cons as pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i nvr thought about owning a place untill ... now actually. untill i signed myself into hdb debt. untill we set up a savings account, making me have $300 less liquidity each month. &amp;amp; now, i am kinda excited &amp;amp; i cant wait to see the fruition of these decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like, can i just fast forward 3 years? I wanna be decorating my house!!!!! so wrong a reason, but still, it is one of the big things i look forward in life. probably i cant decorate it much , since it is so small. but it means i dun need to spend too much on furniture &amp;amp; misc simply because there is no space to put. *phew*...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m too pragmatic for my own good. but here in good ole singapore, i kinda feel like i am like due to environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3128687990551481742?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3128687990551481742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3128687990551481742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-debt.html' title='in debt'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-6137202339197372613</id><published>2012-01-08T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:36:23.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>i start off 2012 knowing that i put on weight. the same 5kg that i lost... that made ppl comment i was skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, ppl almost cant recognise me cause i got rounder ... just really bigger size me. anywayzzz. it is a wake up call that i cant snack at night. i cant eat (snack) after 9pm at night. if i do .... the 5kg (or more) come chasing after me, i only did calories in, but no calories out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;healthy living... here i come! &amp;amp; I will climb those stairs again. i will cut those carbs again, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a habit to take part in lucky draw contest that being run by products that i already use or dun mind using. esp those lucky draws that offer cash prizes. i like this way better compared to buying 4D, hoping to strike one of the prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a confirmed staff of cow singapore. after 4 months. that means my probation was extended!!! my boss thinks i am ok, except that i tend to be rash &amp;amp; dun think things through. i think she was also trying to say i am gullible too. ohhh wellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also not sure what to think of the 3% annual increment/adjustment.... but there is a consensus that we , execs of cow, are partly paying to learn , paying for the opportunities and paying for the valuable exposure that not many other places offer ; paying for the chance to build up our resumes. Then i found that that some of the mktg execs suffered a pay cuts to join cow. omg. if they were to give me a paycut. i doubt i would have joined. or maybe... i would, depending what chris-the-career-consultant advised me. gawd knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's time to have a joint account with zh. i feel bad at times, cause i am such a self-centred gf at times. made possible, cause he is so bo-chap about everything.it cultivates this bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in 2012... can i really make it to USA? with no silver spoon , rich parents or high paying job, i am hoping one of the contests which i will be participating can help me in this. ^.^ cheers to the power of positive thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-6137202339197372613?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6137202339197372613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6137202339197372613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4987116188055841480</id><published>2011-12-12T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:30:31.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know what i want for ...retirement</title><content type='html'>For the first time in quite a few years, I feel like this has been quite a looong year. So much has happened. Too much, in fact. So much so that i finally realize what is making feel me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... it sounds like I am tired of living. But living is tiring. Why cant I be like the korean 90 years old couple who bought a piece of land &amp;amp; grow raddish for retirement. They are 90 years old and yet they are still very healthy, able to climb stairs and handwash their laundry at a nearby stream. They are still so active at 90 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the right balance of electricity and technology. No compulsion to have/check digital gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably signifies that I have an innate refusal to move along with the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway, I would like to have their kind of retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random:&lt;br /&gt;BF was making me so pissed that he just want to watch a movie during the weekend. For. every. weekend. why isnt he TIRED of doing the same thing again &amp;amp; again ( Ok, i realize the same can be said for me &amp;amp; shopping but at least with shopping, you get to stroll around &amp;amp; burn some calories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to get up and move our ass!! Cause sometimes i look at him &amp;amp; imagine seeing a normal weighing guy, in a fat suit. I wonder whats the real appearance of this guy underneath the fat suit? I wonder whats the shape of his jaw. I wonder why is his head too big for his specs; thus his specs creates a red mark when he wears them. Sometimes, i sit down &amp;amp; feel like my butt is expanding. hmm, am i developing an issue with weight, for all the meaningless meaning that it means?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4987116188055841480?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4987116188055841480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4987116188055841480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-know-what-i-want-for-retirement.html' title='i know what i want for ...retirement'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3111172737251410011</id><published>2011-11-24T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:19:36.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt pride</title><content type='html'>for all the ridicule i made abt the bf's weight, his pride is nvr hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found out too late that it is not the same case with money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about money is always such a sensitive subject. y isnt his weight the same? i always wanted to ridicule him and shame him into losing weight so that he will stop snoring so loudly &amp;amp; stop sweating like a pig in the slightest heat like drinking hot soup. but i nvr succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt even try to ridicule him abt $$ and he reacted so badly so that i always think is this the right person for me? esp when we are almost at the stage whereby we wanna buy a flat!! now is the time to KNOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again. there is never a right person. just the person who happens to be at the right place and right time. yup. i agree. lets be pragmatic &amp;amp; admit that there will probably never be another guy who is 2x as nice and interested in me. &amp;amp; probably it is the same way for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna roll my eyes majorly at him now.-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3111172737251410011?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3111172737251410011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3111172737251410011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/11/hurt-pride.html' title='hurt pride'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1253255902079513943</id><published>2011-11-13T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T18:42:23.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants.</title><content type='html'>Often, I make myself feel bad or veeeerrrrry bad over any screwups which I committed.So to counter the bad vibes, I will make it a point to remember the times when i didnt screwup. So I just have to remember the moments whereby things r done right &amp;amp; keep up the momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; seriouslyyyyy... i dont know why i have such a difficult time trying to find mustard stuff ! is it because really they are out of season? But I truly llike the color now, (maybe after months &amp;amp; weeks of seeing the color everywhere...) but by now, mustard stuff r so hard to find &amp;amp; even if I spot them, they are way of out of budget. BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the point here? I should find ways to earn more $ or born rich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1253255902079513943?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1253255902079513943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1253255902079513943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/11/rants.html' title='rants.'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-6971403150887144395</id><published>2011-10-15T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T18:45:48.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love what u work</title><content type='html'>I admit I don't really work THAT hard, but why do I still feel fatigue by six pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize Steve Jobs' words about working for what you love has a resonating effect within me. So, Am I working for what I love or not? Either I find something that I love to work for or I grow to love the something that I am already working for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect it will be the later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been at cow for 2 months and truly, i am learning something everyday... I feel like I am acting geener &amp;amp; more inexperienced than I should be behaving. i feel its an ardous teething process. and i just want to rant abt this ardous horrifying learnning process again. AND AGAIN. and maybe on a daily basis just to get it outta the system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-6971403150887144395?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6971403150887144395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6971403150887144395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-what-u-work.html' title='love what u work'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-955223439757449295</id><published>2011-10-01T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:32:51.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the Use of Hindsight?</title><content type='html'>On hindsight, I would have ...&lt;br /&gt;1) take up the offer of my ex-GM who said she could help me write a testimmonial if I want. But I didn't ask for it, in the end. And now, I am wondering why did I not? Jeezzz. Even if it is not career boosting, at least it would have been fun to know what is her perspective of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a suspection that I have a warped sense of certain aspects of myself. Hmmmmm. Too little too late. So what is the use of hindsight now? I would have just say YES, THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR TIME AND WRITING SKILLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have from ex-ex marketing manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is happening to me at KAO Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm . nothing much. except that we shop at bugis village during lunch time recently and then i discovered that it has changed quite a lot... again. GOSH. I almost feel I am too old to keep up with changes and to a certain extent, I want things to Stay The Same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the game of tug&amp;amp;war with Time and of course, Time wins single-handedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-955223439757449295?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/955223439757449295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/955223439757449295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-use-of-hindsight.html' title='What is the Use of Hindsight?'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3997360469328839574</id><published>2011-08-27T16:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:03:00.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuket &amp; then... First week at Cow.</title><content type='html'>Phuket is gorgeous because this is what you see on a daily basis... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645454466896597906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQQt2cMXKDc/Tliu7T8Dk5I/AAAAAAAABhM/upQ5k_VSKSI/s320/P1070119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The massages were what I needed following a physcially tiring trip at HongKong. Even though the one at Lets Relax cost a bomb (most expensive spa/massage package I ever paid), even though the herbal suana experience at Lets Relax made me feel like I would die of suffocation. Even though, there was mosquito at a random cheap massage parlour we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one which I was complaint-free about, was the one at Savanah Spa. Cheap, effective and good pure massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i thought my skin looked happy and better when I was there... . So I must learn to relax and be happy everyday like I was , while at Phuket!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645455088377875154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEykm-6M56E/TlivffIvStI/AAAAAAAABhU/Zp3FZVK3KVc/s320/P1070213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first week at Cow was spent doing nothing; pretending that I have something to do. I was absolutely bored out of my mind and bored of staring at the Fujitsu laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was happy that I could leave at 5.45pm. Cause once things are truly on my plate... gawd knows what time I will be leaving, huh? I am still trying to fit in... and sigh... i wish I can fast forward this awkward/painful teething process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3997360469328839574?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3997360469328839574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3997360469328839574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/08/phuket-then-then-first-week-at-cow.html' title='Phuket &amp; then... First week at Cow.'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQQt2cMXKDc/Tliu7T8Dk5I/AAAAAAAABhM/upQ5k_VSKSI/s72-c/P1070119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1702850522977924334</id><published>2011-08-15T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:05:43.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaside Escapade coming up...</title><content type='html'>You could see the beautiful sea from Stanley market. I wonder the price of property there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6wwCGVoBkiw/TklBELWt9AI/AAAAAAAABgs/p1ccM_mBtG4/s1600/P1060976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641111548281615362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6wwCGVoBkiw/TklBELWt9AI/AAAAAAAABgs/p1ccM_mBtG4/s320/P1060976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Been a long time since I had been near the sea or to the beach for sun, sand and just fun. Or just plain lazing around. I envision myself to hide under the beach brolly and read a good chick lit ( which I had already gotten a copy waiting for me to race through the pages).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision myself to have eye candy in the form of hot beach hunks with 6 pecs. Tall, dark and handsome, please, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision myself to have a healthy tan. Just a little. I prefer to be fair after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision myself to have fun with my ex-colleague. Who knew we would be going a 3d2n escapade together, cause I barely knew her 3 months ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just plain amazing as I grow older. There are so many things to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1702850522977924334?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1702850522977924334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1702850522977924334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/08/seaside-escapade-coming-up.html' title='Seaside Escapade coming up...'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6wwCGVoBkiw/TklBELWt9AI/AAAAAAAABgs/p1ccM_mBtG4/s72-c/P1060976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-718889833047274046</id><published>2011-08-03T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:50:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gratitude and gratefulness</title><content type='html'>i had yet another farewell dinner with my close supplier-friend yesterday at saboten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was feeling sick but i still walk into a tonkatsu shop without flipping the menu only to discover they sell nothing but tonkatsu. not too suitable for a sick fella, but he was game to try. Heng the food was not bad, quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only flaw was that out of 3 managers who was supposed to attend, only 1 made it. One was too bogged down with work and one was sick. AWWWWWW. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reflection of my journey with CV-Sg, I felt that I had been given more than I had given. I got to know some dependable reliable suppliers who will sacrefice sleep to see things thru (while i am alseep...haha) and help me meet a deadline with a sense of urgency deeper than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if one year and three months is a short period of time, i just feel more experienced than ever. More experienced than the 2 years at SLS. There is just so much shitty things that I dont like doing that I am doing that make me feel i can overcome any thing any where since i already overcame them at CV-Sg. I appreciate people who spotted my mistakes and help me correct them. Learning through mistakes is a painful way but I survived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, through out my farewell speech, gratitude and gratefulness to my bosses and colleagues was the only main theme that i had wanted to bring across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had senoirs who recognised my potential and ability. who enjoyed working with me and I am very proud of that. It is a major feel good better and a sign to me that I ought to stay the way I am. Dont fix what is not broken. Even if I met vengeful, scheming individuals, it is best to leave them alone and just do my own stuff wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart , knowing people can see and that is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wait to start my new job on a higher level than I previously was. And importantly , credit goes to CV-sG for making me a better worker/person in an organisation. I feel like I can contribute and really value-add&lt;em&gt; more&lt;/em&gt; in my next organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sense the road in front of me is so long and meandering. I can't wait to see if I can climb and prove my way up to the corporate ladder or if I am only good at some mid-rung level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I don't care where I end up as long as I am happy doing what I am and will be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Hkg in the next 24 hours. I really love life as it is now. Who knew, really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-718889833047274046?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/718889833047274046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/718889833047274046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/08/gratitude-and-gratefulness.html' title='gratitude and gratefulness'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1938321337326435460</id><published>2011-07-29T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T14:58:23.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks of nothing-ness</title><content type='html'>i speed through my handover, no one time has much time. after handover, discover there is still some loose ends, but it's too late, we have to go to the farewell dinner. no time no time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i am here wondering what loose ends have i left behind &amp;amp; having the phobia that someone will have to clean up my mess or discover what mess i was in the midst in. the personal stuff like music files. email thread that i didnt delete... argh. how embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am kicked out already &amp;amp; it is for a good reason, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply lucked out that Ms Lam is such a nice ladyyyyyyyy. If not, I duno how I would made it to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1938321337326435460?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1938321337326435460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1938321337326435460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-weeks-of-nothing-ness.html' title='3 weeks of nothing-ness'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8337717730411304126</id><published>2011-07-17T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T01:14:26.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional ride.</title><content type='html'>to chart my emotions from the moment i receive THE LETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week:&lt;br /&gt;1- disbelief - disbelief that i am having a job offer the same day i receive THE LETTER. i was laughing instead of crying. but i did cry. cause of my bosses per last entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- numbness - things were as per normal to me. still must do work. still sacrefice my saturday for them in return for off in lieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd week:&lt;br /&gt;3- discomfort- want to tell my colleagues i have THE LETTER yet have to keep to myself cause my boss so. esp so when they tellin me about forward plans which no longer concern me one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- bochap- super bochap about current job esp since i signed the new offer. just do for the sake of doing but its killing me inside cause i really see no point in doing it. too bad i've got obligations. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- happy- country manager thinks i am ready to be assistant manger in the next role. i just have to prove her right. even tho i am only a exec in the new place. because " i am a rare breed &amp;amp; i stand out because of USP"". oh my, the confidence she instill me. i am happy we had the little chit chat. so... i just have to pay my dues, do my freaking best, be a achiever and the $$$ will come later. keeping fingers crossed on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe that me n another LETTER receiver was congratulating ourselves for leaving. How positive/mad happy can we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- pity- pity the rest of the ppl still there. have to take up portions of my workload. additional work but no additional income. pity them cause the potential new leadership has the potential to suck big time. i hear the groans coming from some people............. but maybe the new leadership can deliver drop dead heavyweight succes. hopefully the people will be happy during the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- surprise- colleague from msia, actually whatsapp me even tho he know me fairly superficially, to show concern for me. god bless him. he think i am a good employee so i guess his judgement call is damm good. WHAHAHAH. hope to see him when i go kl in aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last 2 weeks.. ahead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd week:&lt;br /&gt;8- impatience- wanna get out of there. esp true if the bintan escapade can be confirmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th weeK:&lt;br /&gt;9- stoning/ excited/ countdown/holiday mode!!?/ WOO HOOOO. SAYONARA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to carve out my career. i duno what the future brings but i am damm excited about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8337717730411304126?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8337717730411304126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8337717730411304126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/07/emotional-ride.html' title='emotional ride.'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2293468578896349214</id><published>2011-07-11T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T22:39:35.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost &amp; found ( a job)</title><content type='html'>about 11 days ago, i lost my job in the name of merger. about 10 days ago, i received a job offer. omg. what good timing is it? to think it took me 2 trips before i finally signed the contract. the feeling of being wanted. right after the feeling of being discarded is extremely rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had colleagues who specially sms me just to wish me well. yes, i will be well. please dont be worried for me. i had wanted this day to come... tho i wasnt planning on receiving the serverance package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i was thinking about tendering since 4 months ago &amp;amp; they discarded me faster than i could give them a resignation letter. which is just as well. better even. if not i would have lost out of the severance package. one thing i dont understand, why cant they be open about who is being dismissed or not. is it because it will hurt the staff morale? wont staff morale be affected as long as they know people are leaving? not matter at which juncture of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad that i am not wallowing in misery. i went though shock, sadness , acceptance and finally relief. and now... happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad &amp;amp; just plain happy that i have a new place to go. not to mention that i have 2 budget holidays to go to. life is good and will be better because it is all about choosing to be positive. i duno what i done to deserve this, but i just want to express gratitude to the somone that made this possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 10 days ago, my hated sales manager was just a sales manager. about 9 days ago, he was promoted to business unit manager, simply because my previous country manager didnt took up this role which seemingly is almost like a demotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, well, one person 's lost is another person's gain, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, does this mean that this sales manager is the best, second best, most suitable or most readily available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fate just had to intervene such that i wont be in his team. WOOHOOO. i dont wanna be and i wont get to be. good luck to the others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is about another 13 days to go before my last day. seems like a short time but a lot had changed, I have changed. i learnt to work late. i learnt to shoot emails and be assertive. voice out my opinion when i disagree with something and i want to be heard &amp;amp; right the wrong impression even if the wrong impression came from someone more senior. &amp;amp; who cares about rubbing senior people the wrong way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just know that i am stronger because my env was so much tougher than SLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would have a scold a supplier for giving me advise, without a permission that was not even needed? not from SLS. but yes, this sort of person exisit at CV-SG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolute disguest &amp;amp; comtempt for such a small-hearted person. was this person planning to see me fall flat when she is not around to provide "kind assistance"? was she intending to show off to people that her superiority , when she was counting on the chance that i will fall flat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... is she having mental issues?i would like to know her point of view though. that happened 15 months ago. does she still wish to see me fall flat now? or does she have real concern for me now as a colleague? or is she just plain 2 faced &amp;amp; scheming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have things which I haven done simply because i dont like doing it &amp;amp; have been procastinating them for the LONGEST time. so what so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they will stop asking me to do things with a completion date beyong 31 July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-2293468578896349214?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2293468578896349214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2293468578896349214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-found-job.html' title='lost &amp; found ( a job)'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7885748571904333503</id><published>2011-06-09T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:33:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi&amp;bye</title><content type='html'>sad to say, i feel like i have only colleagues made at cv and none of any friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike sls. but that is just pure luck. cv is reality- that is the way it is. if I don't stand up for myself, no one else will. that's why i will always reply an email that marks me down unreasonably. even if it comes from a manager. if it comes from a manager, all the more i need to i need to correct their fallacies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is an eye opener to hear the finance mgr scream n scold like a old female chinese teacher. tragic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... my luck or fate or life, is not bad. been sent to bkk for 9 days of training due to the merger. the integration period is an eye opening experience. using 2 laptops. learning new processess. and speaking a different lingo. the new ppl i met and remembered are quite cool. they are the big shots like GMs and managers of other countries... maybe i will leave good impression such that they will ask for me to do an internal transfer. WOO HOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, no one's job is secured untill you get a letter of appointment. I THINK. i might not need to tender. i may be retrenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be up . may be down. but it is how you make the best out of it that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7885748571904333503?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7885748571904333503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7885748571904333503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi.html' title='hi&amp;bye'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7272199820759351247</id><published>2011-05-22T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T11:37:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited/enchanted</title><content type='html'>my fave new song from taylor swift: enchanted. a sweet simple song that probably can never never never go out of style unless BGR goes out of syle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am excited. i am off to bkk for company's training for next 9 days! off to meet folks from other countries that i also seen in email &amp;amp; nvr gave a second thought abt their real persons. off to trian and i hope nobody ask me qtns so that i can keep my mouth shut &amp;amp; avoid career sucidal moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why it's bkk AGAIN- i just have this lovely enchanted fate with bkk, i guess. I had stop wondering why do i get so many signs of bkk in year 2011. (even the nearest meeting room to me, literately behind me, is named BKK). But if this should be the last time! hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my priority is to enjoy every minute of it (what training??!! I will most prob be people watching and daydreaming if I can get away from it). super warped, huh. but guess what I DONT CARE. woo hoooooooo. (unless i am threatened with immediate resignation. ok, then i care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sq flight is at 4pm ; we will have a hotel room to each of us. Sounds like with the merger, the budget for such training is pretty big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i am still sending out resumes at this time. how long has it been since i declared i wanna quit? since last nov? lol. its been abt 6 months then &amp;amp; i get nought reactions from the resumes that i sent (maybe 10 of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in my instincts &amp;amp; i dont have a strong instinct that asking me to stay. BUT just one that is asking me stay , wait and see. &amp;amp; that's what i am going to do. wait&amp;amp;see. &amp;amp; clinging to strands of hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7272199820759351247?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7272199820759351247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7272199820759351247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/05/excitedenchanted.html' title='excited/enchanted'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1106789868794417144</id><published>2011-05-08T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:26:57.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what next?</title><content type='html'>i am glad i went to korea... i came back mesmerized with its pop culture. &amp;amp; now, i am like some teenager nursing a teenage crush on &lt;a href="http://www.xiami.com/artist/2713?trace_player" target="_blank"&gt;東方神起&lt;/a&gt;. "Keep Your Head Down" totally converted me into a fan. i am looping Keep Your Head Down since ... many hours ago. this 2 menber version of the group aint too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; What happens when we lost GY as a minister? Who will replace him...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day going to work at MBC tomorrow! The mechanical action of going to&lt;br /&gt;work , definitely qualifies as going to work for the first time. from my seat i have an unblocked view of the roads, building and sea view. That's a perk! But... i have a pay a price for it, cause my country head sits behind me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1106789868794417144?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1106789868794417144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1106789868794417144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-next.html' title='what next?'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2461737306227420921</id><published>2011-04-10T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:54:24.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things to remind myself</title><content type='html'>#1- bosses are humans only. &amp;amp; they suck as much as I do. specifically- their time mgt. #2- smile and act friendly at those above mentioned human beings even those i despise them as bosses. They are great human beings! But I think they can be much better bosses. #3- bosses are humans only. &amp;amp; they practise favouritism. I pity the one whom she did not favour. She told me what a bad grade she got... i REALLY feel for her. I hope she will bounce back and be a better person. OK i am done dissing them! Do i have any happy news? BF agreed to go for a R&amp;amp;R holiday with me! HAHA! any holiday is always good news (maybe except the one with bosses). No more shopping but wanna do massage and staring at the calm seas (no tsunamis, please). Sometime in MAY. maybe a resort in Cambodia. My portfolio expanded and I am gonna treat this as good news, cause it helps when i am updating my resume. :DDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-2461737306227420921?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2461737306227420921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2461737306227420921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-to-remind-myself.html' title='things to remind myself'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4874343206925485292</id><published>2011-04-03T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:27:21.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-twenties crisis</title><content type='html'>i used to think i handle stress quite well- i simply blocked them out and refuse to admit that they exist. what stress??? I dont feel stressed even tho my face is having breakouts! I do it so well, that people think i am always happy. and ask me why am i always happy. cause i think happiness is a choice. one simply choose to be happy. there is no reason not to make this choice! now i am stressed with my work, cause i always feel i cant finish things on time. i have to deal with a egotistical sales manager who i dont respect. i am working 12 hrs a day and i dont like it and resent it to the max. i certainly dont feel happy n i try not to let it show excessively. then, what next? I have a boyfriend who always suggest breaking up when we run into unhappy situations. its already the ... 3rd or 4th time. I am so tempted to say YES LETS BREAK UP. FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE!! Thanks for suggesting this, at a time when I am already so super vexed with things in life. Thanks for making it worse! I AM SO SUPER FED UP as it is and i still have to work , look for a new jobs and deal with a 31 year old's childish tantrums? And what is the root of all this evil?? Seriously, why do i still want to work? What do I work for? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am having a mid-twenties crisis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why am i at the prime of my life &amp;amp; yet I have so much resentment &amp;amp; unhappiness deep inside me? One thing has to go &amp;amp; i already know what is that; i just duno when will it happen!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4874343206925485292?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4874343206925485292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4874343206925485292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/04/mid-twenties-crisis.html' title='mid-twenties crisis'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7160781170579567988</id><published>2011-03-23T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:44:36.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts...</title><content type='html'>I will miss bangkok even before i reach and leave there cause i am nvr paying for my way there within the next 2 years. So... I will miss BKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surprised that my vendors has become such good friends with me that they get me (and only me) souveniers from their overseas trip. I do think its cause I treat them with sincerity and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues says my pattern is so easy to guess.... not a compliment but that is just me. someone who duno how to pretend; who is simple minded and duno how to scheme to save her skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we were having a group discussion near my table... and when i thought the focus isnt on me, that i can just apply some lip balm without any noticing &amp;amp; I was promptly proven wrong. My mgr just have to asked A : "What are you looking at?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"he is looking at Eve applying her lipstick"replied the sales manager. And I spurned around from the tiny mirror on my desk and caught his eye &amp;amp; just felt like this has got to be the most ridiculous conversation abt me! &amp;amp; we broke into laughter because underneath it all, we must pitying A for being single for so long with out a girlfriend that he can get distracted with someone who is applying lipstick with her back facing him. &amp;amp; I felt embarrassed that someone was staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish A luck in finding his True Love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly, maybe i will dream of U 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7160781170579567988?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7160781170579567988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7160781170579567988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/03/bangkok.html' title='thoughts...'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7633575097979904363</id><published>2011-03-04T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T00:27:03.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phd colleague</title><content type='html'>it is really a honour with to be colleagues with such brainy people, i feel in awe &amp;amp; have quite a lot of repect for him.  I was just musing to him, will China one day take over the world, the way US is... will China be THE superpower &amp;amp; even replace US as THE superpower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. China will nvr take over the world, the way US does, he said. So why why? He gave such a good example. China will nvr take over the world cause it simply isnt in the genes! They are possibly the smartest people who invented the wheel, created chinese langauge, produced gun powder, which was only ultilized as fireworks, untill the ang moh transformed it into proper gun powder. Chinese has travelled to the different continents, but they live there as immigrants n hardly as coloniel masters of the land!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the teaching of Confucious and other great philosophers who believe in benevolence &amp;amp; buddhism, taosim. Not that I have the true meaning of buddishm n taoism, not that I ever studied that but i duno... thats how i make sense of it. ChineSe people are just born to benevolent and peace loving!  I mean, not like Chinese people created gas chambers or genocides???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I finally had my long awaited appraisal. I had honestly told my boss that  i have intention to leave simply because  i do not want work in maple city. I superduper hope with all my heart that  i will receive a call next week. But anyway... with or without good news, the manager will still email n update me. That's a sensible gesture which unfortunately isnt done by most hr personnel. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say i am very impressed by CV's regular printer.  The amt of commitment n service level really earns him a thumb up. So that how u can afford to charge a premium for a mass , non differenciate product. SERVICE! Deliverying color proof at 10pm to clients' place is a regular trip that he makes. Helping clients complete super short timeline is a help he will offer.  I'd like to think of him as a friend, cause he gives me good advice. Sometimes, i think our conversations are funny because we always want to clarify what capacity are we speaking in? Is it the professional business-client relationship or just plain friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i am not sure if i wanna be so committed to work as he is. Till now, I still think work isnt life. life is more than work... n i dont wanna work so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have to find a job whereby it isnt work to me. It is just part of my life. A necessary part which I will look forward n cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my supplier found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there is good supplier, there is bound to be bad supplier. Or maybe suppliers which i just cant clique. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. it took me 5 sms, asking for the same thing &amp;amp; yet I still couldnt have my answer! So whats wrong with me OR her????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went thru my appraisal &amp;amp; i've got a 10 percent increment, due to the expanded job scope! whoo-hooooo!! Its the second time that I've got a 10 percent increment. i am lucky cause  i am always landed in company who believes in the potential that i have and wants to nurture. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7633575097979904363?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7633575097979904363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7633575097979904363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/03/phd-colleague.html' title='phd colleague'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4153337479131440296</id><published>2011-02-27T14:00:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:24:41.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love my self &amp; Like others</title><content type='html'>i love myself enough not to force myself to do things that bring me no joy! I guess this is very typical of gen Y... n guess what I AM A GEN Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pbYxfPMFzo/TWnq74ZS2zI/AAAAAAAABfk/CyYMkZEoZ-w/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578247927946730290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pbYxfPMFzo/TWnq74ZS2zI/AAAAAAAABfk/CyYMkZEoZ-w/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to jovis's one year old birthday bash!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sjW_-771yg/TWnqv-7vH9I/AAAAAAAABfc/avrjK2uLBKM/s1600/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578247723543371730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sjW_-771yg/TWnqv-7vH9I/AAAAAAAABfc/avrjK2uLBKM/s320/IMG_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the 3 friends from sec sch whom i know whom turned up.... ooops, one of which is moi. Nothing changed, except we dont wear spectacles where possible &amp;amp; i put makeup where possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alysa says she is going to europe at the end of the year! I am definitely jealous and envious and will be planning a shopping list for her to see if she can help buy some lust items. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ydd_-czFapI/TWnqkm3DiuI/AAAAAAAABfU/gdhRh9KaF0U/s1600/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578247528102726370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ydd_-czFapI/TWnqkm3DiuI/AAAAAAAABfU/gdhRh9KaF0U/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best friends forever! &amp;amp; no... none of us wanna count the years we had been friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDuXMrmo6xU/TWnqbqoH9II/AAAAAAAABfM/mOHeU4SIbM4/s1600/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578247374495020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDuXMrmo6xU/TWnqbqoH9II/AAAAAAAABfM/mOHeU4SIbM4/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xgjv4lEXc-g/TWnqFspZiZI/AAAAAAAABfE/JnA2caeWbQ4/s1600/IMG_0357.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578246997080115602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xgjv4lEXc-g/TWnqFspZiZI/AAAAAAAABfE/JnA2caeWbQ4/s320/IMG_0357.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like &lt;a href="http://www.xiami.com/artist/1654"&gt;黄丽玲&lt;/a&gt;'s songs (some anyway). Powerful, emotive &amp;amp; catchy- I am humming it always non-stop &amp;amp; look forward to K-ing her songs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the k-drama Prosecutor Princess. I only watch 4 episodes but typically i bet, in essence, it will be how the rich, spoilt female leads who always screws up as a prosecutor rise from the ashes and become a good Prosecutor in the end. (not that I read the show's synopsis).Throw in 2 dashing male leads &amp;amp; you have a addictive love triangle to speculate. So i end up wondering, why do 2 such perfect guys end up fighting over 1 not-so-perfect spoilt rich lady whose biggest fear in life is that her daddy will burn away her entire walk-in closet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. You can blame the rest of the mere female mortals for dreaminsg abt perfect prince charming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that prince charming exists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admire my another colleague who is single and self-declared looking out and putting her words into action. i think its takes so much guts and bravery just to voice out the fact that, yes, I NEED A MAN IN MY LIFE! She deserves to be rewarded just for the fact that she is brave enought to say that out loud in a non whining manner! &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/24222299-4153337479131440296?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4153337479131440296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4153337479131440296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-my-self-like-others.html' title='Love my self &amp; Like others'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pbYxfPMFzo/TWnq74ZS2zI/AAAAAAAABfk/CyYMkZEoZ-w/s72-c/IMG_0350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-323533584870368839</id><published>2011-02-16T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:16:08.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know what i want</title><content type='html'>i know what i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence i am not satisfied , contented nor happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what will happen within the next 4 weeks. i wonder if i will suffer instantanous combustion or explosion.  cause i have to say, it get just a tiny bit unbearable with each passing day. i am nearing my limit. i cant wait for the day when i can just throw the letter officially wash my hands outta this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today they were talking abt gen y people n their tendecies to job hop after a year or two. eyes turned to stare at me &amp;amp; it gets a bit awkard. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i envy my ex-colleague who made yet another company switch, earning much much more, in his words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-323533584870368839?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/323533584870368839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/323533584870368839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-what-i-want.html' title='i know what i want'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5633810790622086015</id><published>2011-02-12T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:30:16.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmare</title><content type='html'>dont have much positive feeling abt february.  cause all the positive/happy things are already completed &amp;amp; what do I have to look forward in feb? pretty much nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but march is gonna be great. there is bonus , trips and my long awaited letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with or without a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, its not like i nvr done such things before. So... i will make it through. &amp;amp; prepare myself for better things to come. like driving license.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5633810790622086015?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5633810790622086015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5633810790622086015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/02/nightmare.html' title='nightmare'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8015455857521482298</id><published>2011-02-03T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:32:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>korea's winter</title><content type='html'>winter in 2011 was especially freezzzing... it was minus ten. The tour guide told us that its the first time that the HAN JIANG had frozen so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite pic was this candid photo which costs us five USD. FIVE USD. very overpriced. but we bought it still to support the kid who took the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. we managed to see snow, have snow fight and made snow man. &amp;amp; be supremely cold during the 7 days there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is just fun. I nvr had a holiday which wasnt fun. hurhurhurhurhuhruhrhurrr. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TUplqsDdTMI/AAAAAAAABe4/q-v3ShOAQwg/s1600/P1060565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569375673251613890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TUplqsDdTMI/AAAAAAAABe4/q-v3ShOAQwg/s320/P1060565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alex got us presents from the states and i am so jealous and envious that he managed to spend some time the states being a student and a holiday maker. I wanna go toooooooooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a pay raise. i need a new job more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is good. even tho i look tired, suffers from stress induced acne and headache and shop too much bacause  i subconsciously undergo retail therapy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i think i know what the cause of the above; so i have a direction. I just hope I have the time and opportunity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8015455857521482298?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8015455857521482298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8015455857521482298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/02/koreas-winter.html' title='korea&apos;s winter'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TUplqsDdTMI/AAAAAAAABe4/q-v3ShOAQwg/s72-c/P1060565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1058698532058177401</id><published>2011-01-20T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:38:07.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impatience</title><content type='html'>I am tired of coordinating work. Tired of being just a coordinator when I used to be in a brand exec position. When can I move up again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me how do I see myself in the next 12 months. Gawd, I think I am gonna tell them that I cant see myself there beyond the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am impatient. I wanna go back to FMCG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues bought balloons for me as birthday presents. Truly a surprise. My first thought was that they had attached the balloons at the wrong person's desk. How cyncial. I ought to be nicer to one of colleagues who bought the balloon for me. hahahahah. I am super cynical of him &amp;amp; he deserves more credit &amp;amp; brownie points after this kind gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... overall, my colleagues are really nice cool ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mktg dpt is planning a 3d2n escapade. I hope we'll be able to pull it off (while i am still officially with them).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1058698532058177401?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1058698532058177401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1058698532058177401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/01/impatience.html' title='impatience'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8061172556977319893</id><published>2011-01-09T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:55:36.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we r all lucky</title><content type='html'>come think of it... we are all lucky if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if we have a job (regardless if you like it or not)&lt;br /&gt;- if we have a healthy, complete normal family &amp;amp; friends(like me.)&lt;br /&gt;- if you are healthy in every sense of the word (like me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been complaining? Suddenly, I duno what I should complain abt. I could have it so much so much more worse.  Am pausing for a while to give thanks for all I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while has paused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will get back to the cycle of ranting &amp;amp; complaining just to vent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8061172556977319893?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8061172556977319893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8061172556977319893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-r-all-lucky.html' title='we r all lucky'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-6573632984692452453</id><published>2011-01-02T21:23:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:23:45.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few days of 2010</title><content type='html'>I'd never thought abt how long my blog will last... now I would say, not for long. But I duno when I'll stop. I rather live with one less dateline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few week of Dec 2010, went to Tampines/Century Sq... so I decided to try to Freshness Burger, franchised from Japan. Not that I notice Freshness Burger during my few days in Japan... I remember seeing MOS but not Freshness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be MOS BURGER at premium price. Probably they will justify it by serving us in a restaurant setting with nice, chillout atmostphere and flowers on the table.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCBBPOWnPI/AAAAAAAABew/13UuH4TYcI8/s1600/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557583798441778418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCBBPOWnPI/AAAAAAAABew/13UuH4TYcI8/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCAymR_23I/AAAAAAAABeo/V2hX-U5tJW4/s1600/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557583546933042034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCAymR_23I/AAAAAAAABeo/V2hX-U5tJW4/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCAGcmHCxI/AAAAAAAABeg/06QXqtlJOTE/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557582788418800402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCAGcmHCxI/AAAAAAAABeg/06QXqtlJOTE/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ordered Teriyaki Chicken burger. Which doesnt taste that different from MOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_7Nj8rUI/AAAAAAAABeY/N9OPu5MFPGY/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557582595404639554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_7Nj8rUI/AAAAAAAABeY/N9OPu5MFPGY/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is BACON &amp;amp; EGG Hamburger... which my BF said was delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_u1uMbvI/AAAAAAAABeQ/qbw_RmQJh9M/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557582382846734066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_u1uMbvI/AAAAAAAABeQ/qbw_RmQJh9M/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love onions! So we ordered onion rings (from HOKKAIDO) as stated on the menu. Is onions from HOKKAIDO different? Yes, I guess. It taste different from those speed-fry onions rings in BK. I can taste freshness in this :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, worth a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_ZOFmTFI/AAAAAAAABeI/73mzTI9Jr2E/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557582011430227026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_ZOFmTFI/AAAAAAAABeI/73mzTI9Jr2E/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this unglam pic cause I just wanna caption this photo as....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"SMOKE COMING OUT OF MY HEAD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557581841623683618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_PVgkEiI/AAAAAAAABeA/BumcphXpgn4/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New hairsyle after sitting in the JB hair salon for 3hs&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_J5tZ3tI/AAAAAAAABd4/dUdvGtjQe8c/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557581748262002386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB_J5tZ3tI/AAAAAAAABd4/dUdvGtjQe8c/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to SPIZZA! It's been a long time since I had spizza... &amp;amp; it was great! So great that we overeat. Nuff said.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB--nMck3I/AAAAAAAABdw/ihD96lGq_RQ/s1600/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557581554313368434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB--nMck3I/AAAAAAAABdw/ihD96lGq_RQ/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557581432046241314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB-3ftsRiI/AAAAAAAABdo/PI2PeAsatEw/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557581312005001826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB-wghoUmI/AAAAAAAABdg/uox3TGPWFRo/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557581120132848034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB-lVvvmaI/AAAAAAAABdY/X-3KEYH7EiU/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557580866994775698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB-Wmu7JpI/AAAAAAAABdQ/6Lmy2FbJZMI/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On New Year's Eve... bolted out from office the moment I can... to catch up with the firewire pals (who didnt have prior engagement) hurhr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Indian Food! Muthu's Curry refused to top up our bowl of PAPADAM despite us asking &amp;amp; them agreeing TWICE. How's that for unfulfillment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my face is rounder significantly! Thanks to the five kg I gain at CV. I attribute to the more sedentry lifestyle I have now. Sigh. My goal is to exercise more from now; losing weight is a mere by-product which I need.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB-KqHHqdI/AAAAAAAABdI/8srN9Kh0rbA/s1600/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557580661743135186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB-KqHHqdI/AAAAAAAABdI/8srN9Kh0rbA/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We , kelly &amp;amp; me; especially me, ranted and poured out of resentment towards our work to our 2 listeners. I mean... it is not that I dun recognise that I am a great place whereby I have loads to learn. Maybe cause I feel I dont really belong; not like the way I did at SLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayaya... its been a year &amp;amp; yet I have issues moving on. Fantastic.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB9w6SJHhI/AAAAAAAABdA/Uc87EH0wr3E/s1600/IMG_0092%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557580219407736338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB9w6SJHhI/AAAAAAAABdA/Uc87EH0wr3E/s320/IMG_0092%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can overcome my issues in the new year! Let the bygones be bygones &amp;amp; work harder;play harder for a better year!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB9BUs8ygI/AAAAAAAABc4/T7jlVSoVX1w/s1600/IMG_0104%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557579401865775618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSB9BUs8ygI/AAAAAAAABc4/T7jlVSoVX1w/s320/IMG_0104%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-6573632984692452453?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6573632984692452453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6573632984692452453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-few-days-of-2010.html' title='The last few days of 2010'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TSCBBPOWnPI/AAAAAAAABew/13UuH4TYcI8/s72-c/IMG_0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-268712743519142779</id><published>2010-12-23T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T22:26:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitching/ranting me</title><content type='html'>Before I rant, its time to give thanks first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see strangers in bangkok who are concern &amp;amp; care for tourists like me n my friend. The tuk-tuk drive told us to hug and hold onto our bags for dear life cause he knows motorists can just snatch our bag if we don't do so. He told us all this despite our obvious language gap cause he cant master a english word besides " bag".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lost ... not sure how to get back to hotel cause things looks different in the dark. heh. I wanted to cut across the pratunam market cause it would be a straight line distance, but pratunam market isnt made up of straight forward grids, apparently. Hence it is nice that an Auntie asked us where do we wanna go &amp;amp; ask us to just take the long route which is easier courtesy of the fact that it would be at least brighter. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go Chinatown &amp;amp; we were just asking around this chinese couple running a TCM shop what is the best way to go. Beyond giving us directions, they wrote CHINATOWN in thai so that we can show it the tuktuk driver in case he doesnt know. And also told us that chinatown is the place for buying gold &amp;amp; is full of good food in terms of places for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt finish the seseme balls-snack that I bought so I decided to pass it to the tuk tuk driver who gave us a good price to go chinatown. It is nice to see him really being happy abt it.  I thought its nice tht he didnt reject my "leftovers".  Sigh... things that different living environment do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... what do I wanna rant abt? just abt my work. don't like her top-down; i-know-it-all , loud attitude. dont like her saying "what??!! the supplier is going on leave AGAIN? you should stress her more!! HAHAHA!"like it's such a funny joke. gawd. I nvr get the fact she is joking cause she sound so serious. she sound like her hobby is making suppliers miserable. AND THAT IS NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, why should i chase for ans when people dont even read email??? why do I want to make my job harder when people cant be bothered to do their part of job??? most importantly, why do i want to do more when people are trying so damm hard to do as little as possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the point of doing a sales forecast when you cant keep to that? felt damm good questioning this to the head of sales. heck. pls do your job well and so that stock level isnt a worry or a "concern"or a ïssue".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some1 left again and he told me that HR didnt handle his leaving in a positive way. gosh. this is the 2nd time I am told that HR creating bad PR for ourselves. Apparently HR raised their voice at him. tsk tsk tsk. Our HR cant even maintain their professionalism to talk over things in a cool calm way. How tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a gentle warning (delivered in a LOUD voice) that i cant wear knee length pants. ON A FRIDAY. i wanna curse &amp;amp; swear! it's friday! i really wanna check which part of our employee handbook says we cant wear knee length pants to work on Friday. It makes me miss my ex-place EVEN more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think she asked "who wouldnt mind sharing a room with me".... erm, i hate to tell her, i literately do not know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague could tell that I am different from the first few months I came in. HAHAHAHHA. How true. I am beyond giving them "face". I am showing my true chili padi colors! Which my professional mktg mgr already observed that in me months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I pity my mgr. And I feel that my mgr simply have too much to do; she doesnt have time for the itsy-bitsy stuff. She has things she cant complete. She misses out (almost) on families' birthday. But at the end of the day I think she still like her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant say that for myself though. I am just thinking I will tender the moment the bonus is bank into my account. 3 months away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-268712743519142779?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/268712743519142779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/268712743519142779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/12/bitchingranting-me.html' title='bitching/ranting me'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8827784301761542050</id><published>2010-12-11T22:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:53:34.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a blue. almost</title><content type='html'>Polaroids are very popular. You can see them almost at every event. &amp;amp; maybe the most beautiful thing is that Polariods are capable of emcompassing details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Nandos... love the freee meal &amp;amp; the cute chicken mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQOOM3YZZHI/AAAAAAAABck/heymnafJkBc/s1600/Photo1300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549435517526434930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQOOM3YZZHI/AAAAAAAABck/heymnafJkBc/s320/Photo1300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At my D&amp;amp;D whereby I won a PSP &amp;amp; dont really know what is the best way to deal with it. I wanna sell it away.... but dunno to who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQON046IDkI/AAAAAAAABcc/96B-490eJhI/s1600/Photo1301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549435105619480130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQON046IDkI/AAAAAAAABcc/96B-490eJhI/s320/Photo1301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my first event at CIBA VISION, before I gain any weight and was at my photogenic best... ;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQONoyF3q0I/AAAAAAAABcU/39HBzY5HyIs/s1600/Photo1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549434897631259458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQONoyF3q0I/AAAAAAAABcU/39HBzY5HyIs/s320/Photo1304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549435774161505186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQOObza9y6I/AAAAAAAABcs/XX8f7x2ATyc/s320/Photo1299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So... it's time to declare I am too stressed at where I am &amp;amp; I want OUT! out of the sense of duty &amp;amp; resposibility and looking at the numerous tracking. I wan my skinny self back. &amp;amp; I still cant fit into my old stuff even tho i try to climb as many stairs as I can. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a happier note... I finally realize the topshop makeup is in SG and i bought a couple of stuff to try! Retail therapy yet again. &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/24222299-8827784301761542050?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8827784301761542050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8827784301761542050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/12/lifes-blue-almost.html' title='life&apos;s a blue. almost'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TQOOM3YZZHI/AAAAAAAABck/heymnafJkBc/s72-c/Photo1300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5198074250523913220</id><published>2010-12-05T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:52:10.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plans- fixed, hazy &amp; in between</title><content type='html'>harlow blog. it feels like a long time since  i was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it also feel like 2011 should be tmr.  cause my plans for 2011 are all made up or at least proposed, as mad as it sounds. By plans, i only mean holiday plans. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan- south korea- fixed. although,eh,  the agency haven confirm the tour. will SK really have a war with NK? will I be so heng?&lt;br /&gt;june- hope to go Sydney &amp;amp; Gold Coast &amp;amp; Canbera while gatecrashing a friend who is studying there.  big big big question mark.  sigh, i've ever booked a tic to Perth, only to waste the ticket in the end. but still, nvr give up hope!&lt;br /&gt;aug- hong kong. with girl friends this time! confirmed!&lt;br /&gt;dec- penang with BF. or somewhere short &amp;amp; cheap. :D not sure if he will be stationed overseas, but i already have a plan if he does get stationed overseas. i will just meet him somewhere near him but outside of Sg during some... convenient time. hohohohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 trips in a year. that's just ideal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to bkk. I wanna go to the sunflower festival thingy for who says bkk is only abt shopping &amp;amp; eating &amp;amp; also because the festival coincides with our days there- just nice!? wish me luck that I will find my way there. anyway, anything is possible as long as  i have baht? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5198074250523913220?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5198074250523913220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5198074250523913220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/12/plans-fixed-hazy-in-between.html' title='plans- fixed, hazy &amp; in between'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1042953530935871555</id><published>2010-11-27T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:48:04.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STREESSSS</title><content type='html'>i am more stressed then i want to admit. i kinda think i am in self denial abt my stress level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is tell tale signs of acne &amp;amp; pimples &amp;amp; falling sick... and &lt;strong&gt;worse still!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am turning into a bigger shoppaholic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1042953530935871555?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1042953530935871555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1042953530935871555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/11/streessss.html' title='STREESSSS'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7001252926599820729</id><published>2010-11-14T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T03:12:33.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after event drinking session</title><content type='html'>The after-event drinking session was more fun than I thought. I guess the few drinks loosen me up &amp;amp; i laugh more easily and more loudly than I would have in normal circumstances. Still it was business more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I think I did flirted mildly since he started first, at least in my opinion, &amp;amp; on hind sight I think it's been a long time since I did that cause... there simply wast any eligible male from the last time till now. Lucky my boss wasnt around. hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th nov is the last day. Hope we can end it with a nice last note.  And yet I had never been more aware of Murphy's Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another month to BKK! I wonder will my thai friend keep his word &amp;amp; bring me around &amp;amp; show his hosptality. I guess if he doesnt, it prob means I was mistaken when I thought he was a friend for keeps. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to lose weight!!!!!!!!!! I mean the sole reason is not because I am overweight but I really wanna fit into my old clothes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7001252926599820729?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7001252926599820729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7001252926599820729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-event-drinking-session.html' title='after event drinking session'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7793981927580744299</id><published>2010-11-05T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:46:38.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urban decay portion</title><content type='html'>i like the packaging... so i had a photo as a keepsake:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been wanting to try the urban decay eyeshadow portion since i know of this cult favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536074591695310770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNQWgoAQj7I/AAAAAAAABcM/5R5wBC4PQzw/s320/Photo1283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the fact that it comes with travel size mascara, lip gloss and lip stick sealed the deal for me. I am such a sucker for travel size products/samples. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there is just this thing abt traveling &amp;amp; me. some people see traveling as a waste of money cause they just wanna things that are tangible to them. but i wanna see the world for myself more than anything! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7793981927580744299?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7793981927580744299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7793981927580744299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/11/urban-decay-portion.html' title='urban decay portion'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNQWgoAQj7I/AAAAAAAABcM/5R5wBC4PQzw/s72-c/Photo1283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4640639296816028146</id><published>2010-11-04T23:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T00:02:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat boy's burger's joint</title><content type='html'>supplier &amp;amp; mktg dpt went to dinner together at Fat Boys @  River Valley Road.&lt;br /&gt;It is a place whereby u can customise your handburger; have good atmosphere and a good barrel of beer. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLXWVh_KcI/AAAAAAAABb8/NTnPuETWuYw/s1600/Photo1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723670728550850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLXWVh_KcI/AAAAAAAABb8/NTnPuETWuYw/s320/Photo1275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The appertisers were reallllly big.  Took up 1/2 a table already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLXIkcEo9I/AAAAAAAABb0/tWV3Spwi5uc/s1600/Photo1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723434212107218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLXIkcEo9I/AAAAAAAABb0/tWV3Spwi5uc/s320/Photo1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasnt impressed with my grilled chicked burger with mushroom &amp;amp; bacon. I prefer BK's Tenger grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLW4CCluWI/AAAAAAAABbs/SaZolZQjxWQ/s1600/Photo1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723150100511074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLW4CCluWI/AAAAAAAABbs/SaZolZQjxWQ/s320/Photo1279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the Fat Bestard! thatis the name of the beef burger which was almost as tall as the cup of drink. Supplier ordered that &amp;amp; although haven a healthy big appertite, he managed to finish 80% after trying very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLWuBJX0vI/AAAAAAAABbk/-ArnbWNgvZg/s1600/Photo1282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535722978061832946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLWuBJX0vI/AAAAAAAABbk/-ArnbWNgvZg/s320/Photo1282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, the highlight of the dinner was when the supplier mimicked my response ... till no end! It was hilarious &amp;amp; I really laughed till i teared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already know  i am too straight &amp;amp; blunt. Somehow... I gotta this down further huh. I actually think I am pretty subdued here already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bosses here think I have potential to be a salesman. Maybe sometimes at the end of the day, what you do best in isnt really what you really like to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/24222299-4640639296816028146?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4640639296816028146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4640639296816028146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/11/fat-boys-burgers-joint.html' title='fat boy&apos;s burger&apos;s joint'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TNLXWVh_KcI/AAAAAAAABb8/NTnPuETWuYw/s72-c/Photo1275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5071697401279681444</id><published>2010-09-26T00:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:03:22.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiciest Chicken Wing &amp; Thai Food</title><content type='html'>spiciest chicken wing can be found at Sunset @ Seletar Air Base area. Its pretty ulu and on the day we went, the street lamp posts died &amp;amp; it was dark, creepy on top of ulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has a nice, relaxed vibes. :) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hdy52H2I/AAAAAAAABbc/SPigm68fqJA/s1600/Photo1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520886988967124834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hdy52H2I/AAAAAAAABbc/SPigm68fqJA/s320/Photo1195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset is famous for its level 30- spicy chicken wings. No, we didnt order that. We went with 5th level since it was my first time there... have to test water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt look very appertising huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hVZNDBZI/AAAAAAAABbU/pjcSPfXf-o0/s1600/Photo1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520886844629386642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hVZNDBZI/AAAAAAAABbU/pjcSPfXf-o0/s320/Photo1203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Benearth the deeply marinated chicken wings, you can still taste the crispiness of the chicken skin if your tongue isnt numb by the spiciness yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hKkq5heI/AAAAAAAABbM/lRxHyvJomgg/s1600/Photo1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520886658728822242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hKkq5heI/AAAAAAAABbM/lRxHyvJomgg/s320/Photo1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my main course: pan fried fish. Good!! crispy, fresh and sweet ; just the way good pan fried fish should be. I like the fries too. You can taste the original taste of potatoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4g-8_pXII/AAAAAAAABbE/3AEihe_brWA/s1600/Photo1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520886459099864194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4g-8_pXII/AAAAAAAABbE/3AEihe_brWA/s320/Photo1210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The portion is quite good... though it feel its slightly expensive ($15?) since it was in a kopitiam setting complete with mosquitoes?! But, its unique and .... ok, i will pay for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4guAE8ZUI/AAAAAAAABa8/1L5dPBT5mxM/s1600/Photo1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520886167869613378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4guAE8ZUI/AAAAAAAABa8/1L5dPBT5mxM/s320/Photo1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On saturday night, we went for thai food (finally for a change!) opposite Sembawang Shopping Cenre. Think the restaurant name is Sawadee Authentic Thai Food restaurant or something as orginal as that. heh. It is a true family's restaurant- we were the only table-of-2 there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4gUPmodbI/AAAAAAAABa0/PWZ4FSw8ZR8/s1600/Photo1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520885725360846258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4gUPmodbI/AAAAAAAABa0/PWZ4FSw8ZR8/s320/Photo1216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to this place cause I had craving for pineapple fried rice. &amp;amp; i wasnt disappointed. The unfanciful looking dish tasted better than it looks. the floss went really well with the rice; tho the shrimps can be sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4gCl7vnoI/AAAAAAAABas/bf18fLexqdY/s1600/Photo1218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520885422117330562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4gCl7vnoI/AAAAAAAABas/bf18fLexqdY/s320/Photo1218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isnt thai tom yam supposed to be reddish in color? This is the first clear tom yam soup which I can remember. It looks like chicken soup but it still packed the tom yum zing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4f5uL6gfI/AAAAAAAABak/zly2EgMagt0/s1600/Photo1219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520885269713814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4f5uL6gfI/AAAAAAAABak/zly2EgMagt0/s320/Photo1219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you imagine that the 2 of us ordered this big fish on top of rice &amp;amp; egg &amp;amp; soup? BF finished everything cause I made it clear I cant stomach so much fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4fp8hfujI/AAAAAAAABac/zJGie8Kduuc/s1600/Photo1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520884998684523058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4fp8hfujI/AAAAAAAABac/zJGie8Kduuc/s320/Photo1222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I probably will go there again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5071697401279681444?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5071697401279681444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5071697401279681444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/09/spiciest-chicken-wing-thai-food.html' title='Spiciest Chicken Wing &amp; Thai Food'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TJ4hdy52H2I/AAAAAAAABbc/SPigm68fqJA/s72-c/Photo1195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4109301132884127350</id><published>2010-08-29T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:37:53.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shaved ice at chinatown</title><content type='html'>finally stumbled upon my fav type of shaved ice in Singapore. It is next to Ah Chew's Traditional Deserts @ Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this taiwanese type of shaved ice is distinctly different from our ice-kachang tpe of shaved ice cause they added milk inside to have a more chewy texture.  &amp;amp; it doesnt melt easily! Perfect for our weather.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/THk4_mxJf-I/AAAAAAAABaM/W_09GKSt3l0/s1600/Photo1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510498284454117346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/THk4_mxJf-I/AAAAAAAABaM/W_09GKSt3l0/s320/Photo1160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/THk4YmNSO8I/AAAAAAAABaE/BfCKRPpn2Io/s1600/Photo1161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510497614288796610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/THk4YmNSO8I/AAAAAAAABaE/BfCKRPpn2Io/s320/Photo1161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510496955563876626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/THk3yQRBoRI/AAAAAAAABZ8/GA_JOckV42Q/s320/Photo1162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent today totally in chinatown. there is a lot of things to look see and eat.  &amp;amp; it always nice hanging out with ah-ho. just looking. just chatting. i done my homework to fnd out what my fav korea package togther with ah-ho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy for the leads in My Fair Lady...  discovered that I am possibly a fan of Yoon Eun Hye, caused I always followed her dramas! it's such a relief that the leads have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;We definitely need as many happy endings as possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4109301132884127350?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4109301132884127350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4109301132884127350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/08/shaved-ice-at-chinatown.html' title='shaved ice at chinatown'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/THk4_mxJf-I/AAAAAAAABaM/W_09GKSt3l0/s72-c/Photo1160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8943126656594185094</id><published>2010-08-15T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:54:20.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>next motivation.</title><content type='html'>my next motivation in life- Korea in Jan 11. which is about 4 months away. It is such a thrill to see Jan-dates listed in the travel packages cause it means it is not tooo far. it is a good medicine for my monday blues which is already kicking in at a time when i feel like i cant do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are such conflicting creatures... cause i feel time is too fast and too slow simulatanously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie Meyers' new novel- The Host is food for thoughts. In this book, there are many other species of living things in the universe. Which I think is probably true. In this alien invasion, the aliens are actually peace loving and kind creatures except they look like worms and cant survive without a  host bodies in other planets.  Once they are inside a host bodies, they take over the bodies and erase the original personality within. It liks committing a personality-murder instead of physicial murder. Suddenly everyone who has the worm inside them is peaceloving, kind and honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool, huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8943126656594185094?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8943126656594185094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8943126656594185094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/08/next-motivation.html' title='next motivation.'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-816621308800506572</id><published>2010-08-08T22:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:53:38.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Went to JB on National Day's Eve. BF drove inside with the guidance oh his friends. Happily surprised to see the same rose-scrunchie selling at Holiday Plaza at 3 for 10rm. that's like half the price I was quoted at HK for about the same thing. Maybe these scrunchie comes from Thailand, so they are cheaper at JB?? Anywayz... I'm glad I didnt buy at them at HK. (yes, i got a fake LV monogram -rose scrunchie:P)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF6_Sp1RYHI/AAAAAAAABZ0/08Q7KdkIZhA/s1600/Photo1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503046121881165938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF6_Sp1RYHI/AAAAAAAABZ0/08Q7KdkIZhA/s320/Photo1148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had our 3rd anniversary! How time flies. Not that we had celebrations, cause the trip to HK was in honour of our anniversary (and birthdays... we are so very giam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to long-forgotten restaurant, cause Ichiban's queue was so horrendous. (at least the food there justifies the queue). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF6-huPjWaI/AAAAAAAABZk/PuOeF9-zik4/s1600/Photo1141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503045281251547554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF6-huPjWaI/AAAAAAAABZk/PuOeF9-zik4/s320/Photo1141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503043504064953298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF686RtP-9I/AAAAAAAABZc/QfKKLVFEwxk/s320/Photo1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503045663036650562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF6-38gNtEI/AAAAAAAABZs/5dNgJlgqAlQ/s320/Photo1136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Seems like the food there isnt as good as I remembered during my days as a Swensens-service crew. Those days are so loong ago! And those were the good ole days. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food doesnt matter;so long the company is right! And yes, the food are just so-so for the price and we are reminded once again, why we do not go there often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes; i love you still :) Though I hardly say it and I am so super chia-peh-peh towards to you! heehee. You are my rock and pillar of strength which I appreciates very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the down side, I am having a difficult time at work! I foget the stuff I am supposed to do even though I wrote them down and they are on my list. I forgotten to check on the timeline I was supposed to deliver the ads! How stupid I am??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to not be able to finish my stuff; never chase my suppliers, am not clear in my instructions, did not manage to talk to my sales to get my trade prog accounts consolidated and lose track on what those numerous ad changes. I feel llike I dont know what my boss want! I live in fear of someone pointing out that I forgotten to do something or I had confused something up. AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. ok. good to get it off my chest. so much to do to close up the loop holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i was too pampered at SLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for some prep talk- I can do it! What don't kill me makes me stronger!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-816621308800506572?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/816621308800506572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/816621308800506572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/08/national-day-long-weekend.html' title='National Day Long Weekend'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TF6_Sp1RYHI/AAAAAAAABZ0/08Q7KdkIZhA/s72-c/Photo1148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4702488610720790536</id><published>2010-07-24T13:56:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:15:27.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food along River Valley Rd</title><content type='html'>There are some pretty good food along River Valley Rd, probably I wouldn't have known they exist had I not been working near there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;strong&gt;Boon Tong Kee Chicken Rice&lt;/strong&gt;. It is already famous enough... expensive chicken rice but I guess it is good and tasty enough to warrant it. Where else do you get pryamid shaped chicken rice, which is not excessively oily , fragrant and in tiny portion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd seen people taking pics of their signboard. But I can't bring myself to do it. It is too touristy and freaky for a local to do that. Hurhur.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497351414844538162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqD_E9MvTI/AAAAAAAABZE/kw7hrXcn5MY/s320/Photo1094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I prefer the roasted chicken cause the skin is so crispy and fragrant. It doesnt have slabs of fats under neath it- just the way i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqERIYSGTI/AAAAAAAABZM/ACVY12DfVng/s1600/Photo1096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497351725001087282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqERIYSGTI/AAAAAAAABZM/ACVY12DfVng/s320/Photo1096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ordered the grilled prawn with cheese just to shut the trap of the waitress who couldnt take no for an answer and who couldnt stop up-selling. it tasted real good. cheese oozzing and piping hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqDVXh1S9I/AAAAAAAABY0/nn_WwyjxahA/s1600/Photo1099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497350698275523538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqDVXh1S9I/AAAAAAAABY0/nn_WwyjxahA/s320/Photo1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to Boon Tong Kee, there is a teochew restaurant called erm, &lt;strong&gt;Teochew Crusine Restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;. How imaginative. They were featured on CH8 before, happy to say, this recommendation was well given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For starters, they serve us carrot cake, warm, springy and spicy ! It doesnt look very impressive... so never judge a book by its cover. I gobbled almost all of it, leaving poor bf to finish the smaller bits. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqDJHqx6rI/AAAAAAAABYs/6JIZ7DrGvE8/s1600/Photo1106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497350487859653298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqDJHqx6rI/AAAAAAAABYs/6JIZ7DrGvE8/s320/Photo1106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is fried squid with prawn paste. It smells like they just roasted it in their kitchen. I would say, it smells better than its taste. I had envisioned the dish to be in calamari style, so it was a surprise to see chunky pieces of squid. All the chewing is tiring to the jaws. Still, worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqC9OCp_LI/AAAAAAAABYk/Oldhk424p8c/s1600/Photo1108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497350283411979442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqC9OCp_LI/AAAAAAAABYk/Oldhk424p8c/s320/Photo1108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fav sam lui hor fun~. The portion is big, the fish is fresh, the hor fun is stirred fried with aromatic aftertaste. I'd take sam lui hor fun over seafood horfun anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqCQVVmwHI/AAAAAAAABYc/d8yf_qsZVjI/s1600/Photo1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497349512276394098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqCQVVmwHI/AAAAAAAABYc/d8yf_qsZVjI/s320/Photo1109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need desert, walk down to Valley Point's &lt;strong&gt;Ice Cream Gallery.&lt;/strong&gt; They serve handmade icecream with fresh ingredients. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magmum Gold isnt the only choice if you want a taste of sea salt caramel. I'd nvr like caramel but Ice Cream Gallery's version of sea salt caramel with almonds is something I would order again and again. It really IS gold colour, as the pic below can illustrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next to it. the brown blob of ice cream is Chocolate with Marshmallows. A sweet name no doubt, but they combine dark chocolate with tiny bits of marshmallows. A chewy hint of sweetness among the bitter ice cream is clever touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqB5xADBgI/AAAAAAAABYU/Be6hvtwhCB4/s1600/Photo1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497349124565173762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqB5xADBgI/AAAAAAAABYU/Be6hvtwhCB4/s320/Photo1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, after HK and all my foodie places, I'm not as skinny as before. erm. I am not fat, just not so skinny anymore and I wanna be skinny. (if not, what will happen to all my clothes?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqBo0fBs7I/AAAAAAAABYM/rkHJPY1s7Q8/s1600/Photo1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497348833442640818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqBo0fBs7I/AAAAAAAABYM/rkHJPY1s7Q8/s320/Photo1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Freak accidents happen and I wonder what did those people do to deserve what they get?? ( cause I think I am a believer in karma, eh sometimes). I mean, get killed by falling trees when you are safely in a car? And people worries about car accidents on the other hand. Or getting smashed to death in a bus? By a crane? Which could have been prevented had he selected another seat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is so easy to comment about stuff in hindsight... but I truly believe what is meant to happen will happen. Tht is just meant to be. no matter how tragic/unfair/stupid. Who can you blame except yourself? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4702488610720790536?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4702488610720790536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4702488610720790536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/07/food-along-river-valley-rd.html' title='Food along River Valley Rd'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEqD_E9MvTI/AAAAAAAABZE/kw7hrXcn5MY/s72-c/Photo1094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3898126000776420925</id><published>2010-07-17T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:34:54.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chihuahua</title><content type='html'>i nvr would have thought this would be happening but... my brother is gonna bring home a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chihuahua!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how my mother is gonna cope since she is anti-peys and  she couldn't stop yelling at him to not bring it home. or to return his purchase. hmmm.; it is gonna be interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3898126000776420925?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3898126000776420925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3898126000776420925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/07/chihuahua.html' title='chihuahua'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-6558349418583919444</id><published>2010-07-17T14:54:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:22:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A VERY Hot Summer Holiday</title><content type='html'>I spent 8 hot, summer days in Hong Kong and went to the nearby islands as well. My best memories were of the food. heehee.  Didnt have cash to blow off, so despite branded stuff being on sale... all i bought back was unbranded stuff. erm, except h&amp;amp;m, but that dont really count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongkong people have a faster stride than Singaporeans. I can feel it when we are walking amongst them in train stations.  I feel that they have really good service attitude as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some highlights of the trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- Mido cafe. I cant get over how goood the fresh toast tasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494777729600791554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFfO4SVJAI/AAAAAAAABXU/ylOOlPSamro/s320/P1030904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFgHTPGrCI/AAAAAAAABXk/Q02F_Zmv8Tw/s1600/P1030895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494778698907692066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFgHTPGrCI/AAAAAAAABXk/Q02F_Zmv8Tw/s320/P1030895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Disneyland was so small that we could cover everything in one day with time to spare. Good planning with the fast pass. hurhurhurhur. A ride in Mad Hatter's Tea Cups always managed to make feel like a kid. Fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFe0G5Lr7I/AAAAAAAABXM/ol5SDcprOsg/s1600/P1030999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494777269665378226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFe0G5Lr7I/AAAAAAAABXM/ol5SDcprOsg/s320/P1030999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Even though the waffles look cheesy or erm, mousy... it really tasted very good. I wolfed down mickey in about 4 bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFec8dfbeI/AAAAAAAABXE/iCNaLKr7ldo/s1600/P1040081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494776871727885794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFec8dfbeI/AAAAAAAABXE/iCNaLKr7ldo/s320/P1040081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) We were at Macau's highest point. Floors were made of glass, so you get a morbid feeling of free falling. at first, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFeDAJJj-I/AAAAAAAABW8/x08WWsNdqBY/s1600/P1040155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494776426039709666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFeDAJJj-I/AAAAAAAABW8/x08WWsNdqBY/s320/P1040155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The architecture of Macau is simply gorgeous thanks to the Portugese influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494780557244858194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFhzeFNf1I/AAAAAAAABXs/gJ-yNujCOo8/s320/P1040206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFdGubO9mI/AAAAAAAABW0/Uywgo9isoCc/s1600/P1040274.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5) We are on our way via the cable ride, to see the Buddha at Nongpong Village/Lantau Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFbwdW8f9I/AAAAAAAABWs/nYBJ6foqTuA/s1600/P1040486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494773908441432018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFbwdW8f9I/AAAAAAAABWs/nYBJ6foqTuA/s320/P1040486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494773198955470866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFbHKUT4BI/AAAAAAAABWk/qMMAoA42Io0/s320/P1040635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so tiring just looking at the hundreds of steps...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494781388863680738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFij4GlsOI/AAAAAAAABX0/rwLZLaI13fw/s320/P1040532.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And I didnt buy anything at Citygate outlet malls. I am just too budget for those branded stuff (even after discount)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) We made it to the Victoria's Peak. One of the world's most expensive address. Yup, I can see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFai-BEudI/AAAAAAAABWc/BGxt2dlOz2Y/s1600/P1040430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494772577178270162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFai-BEudI/AAAAAAAABWc/BGxt2dlOz2Y/s320/P1040430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) The view outside the Star Ferry (A tourist attraction in itself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFaAnX9RpI/AAAAAAAABWU/UkfbKSlLUmQ/s1600/P1040673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494771986984683154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFaAnX9RpI/AAAAAAAABWU/UkfbKSlLUmQ/s320/P1040673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same piece of land, at different time of the day...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFZYUCyIUI/AAAAAAAABWM/OvWfpEp2ulY/s1600/P1040677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494771294600831298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFZYUCyIUI/AAAAAAAABWM/OvWfpEp2ulY/s320/P1040677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494770854383574018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFY-sGz3AI/AAAAAAAABWE/TWlfb8ozjKM/s320/P1040711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Ocean Park is more suitable for adults like us! But it gets damm tiring and there is little seats for you to rest your legs unlike disney. But it is a beautiful place still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494782577976753714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFjpF5PPjI/AAAAAAAABX8/T19Ap0O6oNE/s320/P1040848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a taste of what a hot air balloon ride is all about. While queueing, our queue was cut by a China couple. They were so disgusting to try to cut about 30 people in front of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily they nvr made it cause apparently their tour group is leaving before they are anywhere next in line to the ride. There really is no use arguing with them. Most people would rather let them cut queue than waste their breathe on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFWe15BNoI/AAAAAAAABV8/kNcYHXqLXqw/s1600/P1040883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494768108231014018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFWe15BNoI/AAAAAAAABV8/kNcYHXqLXqw/s320/P1040883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFWJBEfmZI/AAAAAAAABV0/-thwCrPzAV4/s1600/P1040878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494767733274810770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFWJBEfmZI/AAAAAAAABV0/-thwCrPzAV4/s320/P1040878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494784008662350434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFk8XnQ-mI/AAAAAAAABYE/WoZT2Ni8-EE/s320/P1040874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Caught in a tourist trap at Shenzhen thanks to a security guard. Guess i subconsciously tend to trust people in uniform.  Saw people spitting loudly and openly at public places.   it was so annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The original intention is to sightsee at Windows of The World outdoor park and then continue to shop at Lo Hu. But as I felt so sad at being ripped off, I didnt had any mood to shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only spent on food and transport at Shenzhen!Refused to contribute to their economy anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFViH8QWvI/AAAAAAAABVs/95VO3Sjj7fo/s1600/P1040984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494767065104407282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFViH8QWvI/AAAAAAAABVs/95VO3Sjj7fo/s320/P1040984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ice musuem was a relief from the heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFVJ0omttI/AAAAAAAABVk/b7tht4tOXQE/s1600/P1040995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494766647604852434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFVJ0omttI/AAAAAAAABVk/b7tht4tOXQE/s320/P1040995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is me and the hercules statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFU1w9A9GI/AAAAAAAABVc/-3Yvribfn70/s1600/P1040994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494766303019332706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFU1w9A9GI/AAAAAAAABVc/-3Yvribfn70/s320/P1040994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Prefer HongKong after all the nearby islands which I had visited. I wouldn't hesitate to go there again!:) (but not shenzhen ever again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought so much stuff that the paper-plastic carrier that I had tore! Luckily it only tore after I reach Spore. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494765525100842002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFUIe-yzBI/AAAAAAAABVU/KPbv66jD8Hs/s320/P1030873.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&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/24222299-6558349418583919444?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6558349418583919444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6558349418583919444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/07/very-hot-summer-holiday.html' title='A VERY Hot Summer Holiday'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TEFfO4SVJAI/AAAAAAAABXU/ylOOlPSamro/s72-c/P1030904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7263691006001076248</id><published>2010-07-03T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T16:18:30.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation letter</title><content type='html'>i've got my confirmation letter.... after a day when i discovred i screwed something up. what is it abt this company that i tend to have miscommunication. why dont i understand their meaning in its originality??? losing confidence in myself cause i've got bad memory, misunderstand people and cant remember a thing abt it. erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArgH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, i am officially on leave the moment i've got my letter! the perfect time to recharge and face whatever shit i gootta face in the CV office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the first time i will be on leave for 2 weeks. didnt have so many leave at the previous workplace. but then again, i wasnt counting to be here at the first place. sigh. you nvr know what life has in store for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayzzzz.... i consciously do not want to structure my trip to HK, Macau and Shenzhen. I DO NOT HAVE an iternary. but i will be bringing a guide book to read. (if i can find one in the library in the first place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've dyed my hair auburn/ dark purple and totally stained my nails purple in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7263691006001076248?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7263691006001076248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7263691006001076248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/07/confirmation-letter.html' title='confirmation letter'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1528521535122200603</id><published>2010-06-06T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:35:40.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty week</title><content type='html'>i had my first shitty week because of my oversight which lead to us losing out the trade space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel shitty. but my boss seemed to take it easy. because maybe, shit just happens no matter how hard you try. at first i felt my colleagues were pretty evil; but i guess it is just the usual COA happening... &amp;amp; worse could be happening if i am somewhere else. so in all... they r not technically evil &amp;amp; i better not repeat this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not enough to do things your best/ do things well but must still COA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt a lot of things, no doubt. i am (STILL) too careless. too not-paranoid. too bo-chap. things dont stick to my head after just listening to it once. i am using up notebooks at a faster rate. but i think i will be OK. what dont kill me makes me stronger. i'll just have to work longer and harder even if I DON"T LIKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1528521535122200603?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1528521535122200603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1528521535122200603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/06/shitty-week.html' title='shitty week'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4312601906994775517</id><published>2010-05-29T18:28:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:12:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish &amp;Chix and Riders' Cafe</title><content type='html'>i found a substitute for botak jones &amp;amp; ashtons! good when you dont feel like queueing. it is situated next to Sembawang Shopping Centre , good for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is afforadable, maybe a little less than Botok/Astons even. BF ordered Fish n Chips thinking it is the signature dish- it must be good. But it is ... not! Not as good as the grilled fish. Although the portion is good; the tase is crispy/fresh but just generally OK.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADxWypwM6I/AAAAAAAABVM/K4cre6Hmnt0/s1600/Photo1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476642520738837410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADxWypwM6I/AAAAAAAABVM/K4cre6Hmnt0/s320/Photo1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The grilled fish is reallllly nice. nicer than Aston cause it is chunkier and juicier and sweeet. I gobbled it down in about 6 bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADxDRhO_LI/AAAAAAAABVE/vxOxEAPvfCI/s1600/Photo1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476642185427221682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADxDRhO_LI/AAAAAAAABVE/vxOxEAPvfCI/s320/Photo1063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a Saturday Morning, i.e. today, we woke up early to go Riders Cafe. It is nothing unique except it has horses walking past it. erm. because it is located at the Saddle Club. I was curious to experience it for myself after hearing colleagues mention it. hurhur. So i force BF to bring me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADwf2MGaSI/AAAAAAAABU8/lOkRaDaWShg/s1600/Photo1043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476641576795400482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADwf2MGaSI/AAAAAAAABU8/lOkRaDaWShg/s320/Photo1043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476641063492650914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADwB9_MB6I/AAAAAAAABU0/RYCdIZUM4WM/s320/Photo1080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Mocha was good; the sweet was just nice for me. Riders breakfast was good too. a tad expensive (for us)- but luckily the beans arent those kind from the cans. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADvwyyQQZI/AAAAAAAABUs/T5hFZieJaOo/s1600/Photo1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476640768427835794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADvwyyQQZI/AAAAAAAABUs/T5hFZieJaOo/s320/Photo1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had balcony seats which gave us an alternate view of the surroundings but we were baking under the sun too (despite the shades). kinda. esp when the clouds are not around.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476640219787162482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADvQ28H83I/AAAAAAAABUk/ms7Jkf8mtDM/s320/Photo1083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like their pancakes. it makes the Mac Hotcakes taste ... like flour in comparision. It is more fluffy and richer in taste. I guess you just gotta pay more for better stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADutDN5WTI/AAAAAAAABUc/NUoa9OohseU/s1600/Photo1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476639604607637810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADutDN5WTI/AAAAAAAABUc/NUoa9OohseU/s320/Photo1084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476639005485953954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADuKLUJ86I/AAAAAAAABUU/jR5DstHx_PA/s320/Photo1086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all about experiencing. So I guess I won't be going there again, not deliberately anyway. I had to make a reservation for today cause the last time I went there for breakfast- it was full and the next slot was 45 min later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do like the atmosphere. Very good to chill out and for a momemt, you almost dont think you are in Spore cause you are tucked away from the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast... we made a deliberate trip to buy muffins. hurhurhurhur. cause there is no other good time to buy muffins on the way/by the way. they operate 5.5 days just like office hours!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476637314321095778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADsnvPCHGI/AAAAAAAABUE/pnWXjdGIQVM/s320/Photo1090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADtl0seQmI/AAAAAAAABUM/P8xepuWS5qU/s1600/Photo1089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476638380938642018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADtl0seQmI/AAAAAAAABUM/P8xepuWS5qU/s320/Photo1089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *drools* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self= 6 more weeks before I can depart for HK. I just can't wait to break the routine of office life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4312601906994775517?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4312601906994775517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4312601906994775517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/05/fish-and-riders-cafe.html' title='Fish &amp;Chix and Riders&apos; Cafe'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/TADxWypwM6I/AAAAAAAABVM/K4cre6Hmnt0/s72-c/Photo1061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8881223360275245964</id><published>2010-05-27T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:15:21.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Slipped</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 months and I slipped on the one of the timelines. The KM was quick to point finger &amp;amp; cc all the bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I know what that means. I could have say so many things but it will only make working life difficult and what is the point in that? it was a Good learning point. Painful mistakes makes me learn faster and feel like slapping that KM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I feel like going to BKK too. I wanna see the aftermath of their civil unrest. I wanna go there for the cheap food &amp;amp; shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... I'll just have to save $$ &amp;amp; go HK... in 1.5months time.  I just wanna have a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure on how well i can deal with the S-team. I am not sure how much i want to stay at this place. =X I'll just weight my options along but definitely wont want to stay there for long! *shrug* maybe it is just not for me, not that it is a bad place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8881223360275245964?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8881223360275245964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8881223360275245964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-slipped.html' title='I Slipped'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3554176686263308131</id><published>2010-05-23T17:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:22:47.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kukup Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is my first trip to Kukup, JB, a mere 2h drive away from Spore. It is a good place for retreat and mahjong. But other than that, there is nothing you can do. Except sing KTV on inconsistent quality of videos (afterall, the resort bungalow is not a pro KTV place &amp;amp; they burn disc with fake MVs sigh). Or watch Msia's FTA channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the weather looks gorgeous on the camera. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j36N-tq8I/AAAAAAAABT0/fNFA3Sef5Hg/s1600/P1030799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474397926626012098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j36N-tq8I/AAAAAAAABT0/fNFA3Sef5Hg/s320/P1030799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was just obsessed with taking photographs in sepia mode because it was so laid back and 80s. Probably it was even more backward than actual Spore 80s in terms of infrastructure. We were all scared of falling into the mangrove on which the houses are constructed upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j3lu9iU-I/AAAAAAAABTs/_iNCvSIdjic/s1600/P1030795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474397574702191586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j3lu9iU-I/AAAAAAAABTs/_iNCvSIdjic/s320/P1030795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought balloons and POP-POPs. I can blow balloons way way better now! Haha. Pop PoP is the tiny firecracker thing which you can throw and burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j3L5duerI/AAAAAAAABTk/Ef5StDIadKA/s1600/P1030748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474397130844961458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j3L5duerI/AAAAAAAABTk/Ef5StDIadKA/s320/P1030748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j20FwhcBI/AAAAAAAABTc/X5gksXC5fUQ/s1600/P1030764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474396721828163602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j20FwhcBI/AAAAAAAABTc/X5gksXC5fUQ/s320/P1030764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At KUKUP, they like to feed you every 4 hours! Food there was really good. How many items did we have in a span of 24 hours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 5 dishes &amp;amp; 1 soup with rice. I just cant remember what we had. hurhur. goldfish memory on display. So, I guess it was tasty altho not very memorable. So we topped it up with Mango Crush Ice outside the bungalow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tea Break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th item: Fried Dough Pancake with Prawn/Vegetable which was fried on the spot making it fresh &amp;amp; very crispy &amp;amp; yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th item: Green Bean Soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th item: BBQ Chicken Wing&lt;br /&gt;9th item: BBQ Fish (so fresh &amp;amp; sweet, my absolute fave... drools. the sambal was fab too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10th item: BBQ pork slices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11th: FishBall/Fish Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12tH: Chili Crabs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13th: Steam Prawns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14th: Veggies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15th: Fruits with Agar Agar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474449808069064514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_knGHapd0I/AAAAAAAABT8/O2Do3zFNpXk/s320/P1030809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,  they even prepared SUPPER! And so&lt;br /&gt;16th: tiny portion of nasi lemak rice with egg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17th: Fried Bee Hoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th: SOya Bean Milk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19th: Fried Dough Fritters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20th: Fried Veg Bun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another type of serving of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21st: Crab, Chilli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22nd: Prawns, Cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23rd: Veggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24th: Toufu, Stir Fry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25th: Fish, Fried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26th: Pork, Sweet and Sour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I topped it up with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27th; Fried Banana Balls. which is oily, tasty and fresh. and cheap. 5 pcs for 1RM. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all of them gave me exasperated/incredulous looks when they know i am eating again... within my small frame. hahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so people. just go on low carb diet and u literally cant get fat... or toooo fat. anyway, balance diet helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j16uSPy7I/AAAAAAAABTU/1bI8J7S2OgQ/s1600/P1030730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474395736274619314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j16uSPy7I/AAAAAAAABTU/1bI8J7S2OgQ/s320/P1030730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes, hearing views from outsiders make a situation clearer. I realize I really shouldn't make life difficult for my bf. cause he literately cant be better to me. I should be lower maintenanice. HAAAAAA. I will try. But I can't say the success rates will be high.&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/24222299-3554176686263308131?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3554176686263308131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3554176686263308131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/05/kukup-trip.html' title='Kukup Trip'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S_j36N-tq8I/AAAAAAAABT0/fNFA3Sef5Hg/s72-c/P1030799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5301452068912075220</id><published>2010-05-15T23:56:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:56:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jap Food &amp; Rochor Beancurd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7KXajyn7I/AAAAAAAABTM/DllgYzzLA14/s1600/Photo0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471533100916973490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7KXajyn7I/AAAAAAAABTM/DllgYzzLA14/s320/Photo0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent 8 hours in Universal Studio with colleagues as part of a team outing. Didnt get on all the rides. It was too hot. It made me miss Japan. :C &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFter that, went to Tonkichi at Suntec. First time there! was for there for a birthday dinner... We ordered A LOT of food cause we were so hungry... it was so late by the time we finally meet for dinner. is 8pm late? We are so poor things- keep complaining of being tired n hungry. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7JcRG6FVI/AAAAAAAABTE/XL2OOTaX6oc/s1600/Photo1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471532084767626578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7JcRG6FVI/AAAAAAAABTE/XL2OOTaX6oc/s320/Photo1007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471531550375326418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7I9KV2stI/AAAAAAAABS8/T8-R5JW4_IM/s320/Photo1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sashimi does look very appertising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7InxpwhEI/AAAAAAAABS0/5Jmj30PLHwk/s1600/Photo1011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471531182970668098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7InxpwhEI/AAAAAAAABS0/5Jmj30PLHwk/s320/Photo1011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot the proper name of this fried dish but it really was very well done. crispy &amp;amp; juicy- must try! Fried cutlets are their specialty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7IYDE4QwI/AAAAAAAABSs/SM577G_BgLo/s1600/Photo1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530912769917698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7IYDE4QwI/AAAAAAAABSs/SM577G_BgLo/s320/Photo1012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530621207648690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7IHE7BGbI/AAAAAAAABSk/wMRBCCAkJmU/s320/Photo1014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We did have a lot of leftover. I ordered Soba &amp;amp; found the taste quite refreshing. The chawanmushi was a supposedly popular dish but we didnt like it alot. Ramen was good- the soup made it extra so. :D fried squid was too salty. generally a place which has hits &amp;amp; misses for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prob wont got there again... hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7Hsv1NVJI/AAAAAAAABSc/goA3ykfKOOM/s1600/Photo1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530168869541010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7Hsv1NVJI/AAAAAAAABSc/goA3ykfKOOM/s320/Photo1018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to do my nails in JB. love the nude color! Did it partly coz we had a media event coming up &amp;amp; just want to be extra groomed for it. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7HWlfy4GI/AAAAAAAABSU/Oc1FBcCXLs8/s1600/Photo1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471529788138250338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7HWlfy4GI/AAAAAAAABSU/Oc1FBcCXLs8/s320/Photo1021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this nostagic photo @ King Albert Park. My appetite has definitely increased. I can finished the entire BBF (big break fast) NOW. erm. what is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7F0SF1jJI/AAAAAAAABSM/_ESCFJV7nDw/s1600/Photo1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471528099301919890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7F0SF1jJI/AAAAAAAABSM/_ESCFJV7nDw/s320/Photo1020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered I love Rochor Beancurd &amp;amp; its youtiao but dont like the grass jelly &amp;amp; I love the Selegie grass jelly but dont like its beancurd as much. Rochor youtiao makes a delicacy out of he flour and dough. so crispy, fragrant and yet not tooo oily.We deliberately went on a Sunday afternoon. hurhuhur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is nvr perfect and we just gotta live with the imperfections, right? I worry about all the imperfections that I had created all the time, almost. I am ashamed that I created those imperfections... yah. i am taking about my screwups at work. the more screwups I have, the more i become insecure about my capabilities &amp;amp; the more stressed I become!&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7FEH5dxpI/AAAAAAAABSE/D6NLX8pO9QA/s1600/Photo1023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471527271931954834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7FEH5dxpI/AAAAAAAABSE/D6NLX8pO9QA/s320/Photo1023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vicious cycle. I just feel lousy... &amp;amp;... I think I shall practise mediating. thank god that i have a ever steady rock with me. &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/24222299-5301452068912075220?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5301452068912075220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5301452068912075220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/05/jap-food-rochor-beancurd.html' title='Jap Food &amp; Rochor Beancurd'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S-7KXajyn7I/AAAAAAAABTM/DllgYzzLA14/s72-c/Photo0892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-9172689442530413880</id><published>2010-05-02T19:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:30:50.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF with BFF!</title><content type='html'>On a Monday, we went to TGIF. Kinda ironic.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91eDyXpqgI/AAAAAAAABRs/H7k0o9YtQxE/s1600/Photo0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466628941851240962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91eDyXpqgI/AAAAAAAABRs/H7k0o9YtQxE/s320/Photo0830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466628563373298450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91dtwbekxI/AAAAAAAABRk/l4Fd7NRavgA/s320/Photo0831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We heard so much about the big portions that we decided to share one main course. So we ordered one main course and had the intention to save room for desert. Which looked pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91dZigtJAI/AAAAAAAABRc/mJhm0ndPn50/s1600/Photo0832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466628216039744514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91dZigtJAI/AAAAAAAABRc/mJhm0ndPn50/s320/Photo0832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,it just had to spring a surprise on us... the main course that we ordered wasnt big enough to share! Sigh! The chicken was tender and the shrimps were really fresh and sweet, too big this item was filling enough for a small Asian girl, but not for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91dDj7oAHI/AAAAAAAABRU/ewUpB8G7c1M/s1600/Photo0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466627838463967346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91dDj7oAHI/AAAAAAAABRU/ewUpB8G7c1M/s320/Photo0836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466627443242608994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91csjngqWI/AAAAAAAABRM/-NNREpz-SNE/s320/Photo0837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466626974076391010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91cRP1kTmI/AAAAAAAABRE/wYPA9ftWfu0/s320/Photo0838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we ordered the chicken quesadillas! Again, it was not bad! The stuffing (chicken, cheese &amp;amp; tomato etc) was really solid. We were FULL thanks to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91b3cS-jZI/AAAAAAAABQ8/G6gpK8n3rfk/s1600/Photo0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466626530744372626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91b3cS-jZI/AAAAAAAABQ8/G6gpK8n3rfk/s320/Photo0839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, the food was actually pretty good. So that it was a tad expensive. 30SGD plus for main course &amp;amp; drinks while it prob cost 20 SGD at cafe cartel &amp;amp; what is the difference at the end of the day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466629330403229458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91eaZ1qfxI/AAAAAAAABR0/c9PLQRxF5a0/s320/Photo0863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I simply love the lighting in Zara's fitting room. hurhurhurhurhurr.&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/24222299-9172689442530413880?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/9172689442530413880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/9172689442530413880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/05/tgif-with-bff.html' title='TGIF with BFF!'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91eDyXpqgI/AAAAAAAABRs/H7k0o9YtQxE/s72-c/Photo0830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2362756589352564878</id><published>2010-05-02T18:32:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:58:47.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>126 Sims Avenue Dim Sum</title><content type='html'>Specially went eat Dim Sum @ 126 Sims Avenue which is open 24h.  Apparently, they serve drinks in plastic bowls usually reserved for soup dishes/desert takeaways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a lot a lot of varieties, maybe 50 types? All labeled with home taken pictures and handwriting in their handmade menu.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91Yfxrg6AI/AAAAAAAABQ0/HUmKJiFiQYk/s1600/Photo0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466622825632688130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91Yfxrg6AI/AAAAAAAABQ0/HUmKJiFiQYk/s320/Photo0868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ordered shrimp dumpling, chicken feet, meat dumpling, char siew chee chong fun, carrot cake and glutinous rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91YBX4rgDI/AAAAAAAABQs/gcN-2KhhCWM/s1600/Photo0870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466622303312511026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91YBX4rgDI/AAAAAAAABQs/gcN-2KhhCWM/s320/Photo0870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466621969258006514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91Xt7b4R_I/AAAAAAAABQk/upBg1jl1GcM/s320/Photo0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466621097812946242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91W7NDL7UI/AAAAAAAABQU/edp383nnLBM/s320/Photo0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasnt impressed with those above... just normal lor. But the fried carrot cake was really crispy, fragrant and yummyyyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glutinous rice came with big piece of mushroom and chicken, so it wont taste jialet.  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91WovNbCUI/AAAAAAAABQM/FtDOoRlYiGA/s1600/Photo0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466620780565170498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91WovNbCUI/AAAAAAAABQM/FtDOoRlYiGA/s320/Photo0874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466620395481678178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91WSUqXQWI/AAAAAAAABQE/L2qL5ezLdrw/s320/Photo0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still got so many varieties which we hadnt tried yet. Not sure when is the next time I'll be there.  Any foodies wanna go with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91V3xKF4UI/AAAAAAAABP8/cGYzzy5HqJ8/s1600/Photo0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466619939274481986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91V3xKF4UI/AAAAAAAABP8/cGYzzy5HqJ8/s320/Photo0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466619426459507106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91VZ6xeWaI/AAAAAAAABP0/cWUWZzwhEu8/s320/Photo0875.jpg" border="0" /&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/24222299-2362756589352564878?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2362756589352564878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2362756589352564878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/05/126-sims-avenue-dim-sum.html' title='126 Sims Avenue Dim Sum'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S91Yfxrg6AI/AAAAAAAABQ0/HUmKJiFiQYk/s72-c/Photo0868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4004537376946643459</id><published>2010-04-25T21:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:25:04.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>favourite prata- casuarina!</title><content type='html'>woke up early to get to Casuarina for my prata. it was my first time since... 2 or 3 years? How time flies but the taste was as good as i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whoring while waiting. wanna show off my barefoot-in-barcelona OPI color. hurhurhur.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RBH2VrHBI/AAAAAAAABPs/zK1D0FGy2Ss/s1600/Photo0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464063851008564242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RBH2VrHBI/AAAAAAAABPs/zK1D0FGy2Ss/s320/Photo0823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prata and masala chicken! I have to say the teh terik was still unexciting as i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RA2xqSbyI/AAAAAAAABPk/iGkZPXVV1fc/s1600/Photo0825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464063557695074082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RA2xqSbyI/AAAAAAAABPk/iGkZPXVV1fc/s320/Photo0825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy inside, crispy outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RAfLYZGTI/AAAAAAAABPc/AcvGwzAjbpI/s1600/Photo0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464063152282474802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RAfLYZGTI/AAAAAAAABPc/AcvGwzAjbpI/s320/Photo0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the burnt side. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9Q-Xeg9w6I/AAAAAAAABPU/CdIHGXrlMHA/s1600/Photo0828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464060820956496802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9Q-Xeg9w6I/AAAAAAAABPU/CdIHGXrlMHA/s320/Photo0828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Foodie Stop: Rochor Beancurd! Dunno when though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the ripe old age of 23... i finally... .... joined a spree! hahahahaha. it is damm addictive. it just made me a bigger hardcore-er shoppoholic! =S&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/24222299-4004537376946643459?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4004537376946643459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4004537376946643459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/04/favourite-prata-casuarina.html' title='favourite prata- casuarina!'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9RBH2VrHBI/AAAAAAAABPs/zK1D0FGy2Ss/s72-c/Photo0823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5120100139746062821</id><published>2010-04-24T12:27:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:17:20.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>olivia ong &amp; food &amp; me</title><content type='html'>April 10: went to Tampinese to see Olivia &amp;amp; hear her sing live! we were there to wait for kelly as well. hurhurhur. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KHCjs1mpI/AAAAAAAABPM/8Y1tEl8u3k8/s1600/Photo0775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463577775966624402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KHCjs1mpI/AAAAAAAABPM/8Y1tEl8u3k8/s320/Photo0775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463576622818894002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KF_b4_oLI/AAAAAAAABO8/ZFUnljajLvM/s320/Photo0784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Jalan Kayu to eat prata with LiHui, Caryn, Siti and Bifeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did all of us change? I can only observe the appearance. Some discovered makeup and fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered low carb diet. Hurhurhur. But that doesnt mean i dont eat prata or have craving for milio dinosaur. Unfortunately, the milo dino wasnt good. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KGaBfq_xI/AAAAAAAABPE/OSIyBa0oBLo/s1600/Photo0785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463577079589830418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KGaBfq_xI/AAAAAAAABPE/OSIyBa0oBLo/s320/Photo0785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smiley face before i had a sip of the milo dino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KE7bgtXdI/AAAAAAAABO0/VLc0RxuP-Zs/s1600/Photo0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463575454485929426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KE7bgtXdI/AAAAAAAABO0/VLc0RxuP-Zs/s320/Photo0786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463575161213930098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KEqW_NynI/AAAAAAAABOs/Mtbc7Q1rpx8/s320/Photo0789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly Giang mentioned that there is a really famous nasi bryani @ Northpoint. well, shame on me, i live near there for so long but i just nvr got to eat to it. so i went the next day! it was really long queue like, 10 persons in front of me. Luckily, their speed was askin to QSR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rice was individually fragrant ; portion OK, chicken comes with a spicy gravy- i LIKE! must be ten times better than the one at Jalan Kayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KEWA2YiuI/AAAAAAAABOk/DZclUwgZ6s8/s1600/Photo0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463574811673922274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KEWA2YiuI/AAAAAAAABOk/DZclUwgZ6s8/s320/Photo0799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head of Sales celebrated his 39th bday and we got him the balloon as per below. R.I.P Youth!! I will mourn you when my turn comes as well. but then, it is all in the state of mind. :D I just cant resist taking a picture with this. hurhurhurur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KDzx1wNWI/AAAAAAAABOc/mY6BGODi9JU/s1600/Photo0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463574223529194850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KDzx1wNWI/AAAAAAAABOc/mY6BGODi9JU/s320/Photo0800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 17: it is a beautiful saturday. Had some shopping fun! we went for lunch at LENAS first and we were pleased with the food but not with the service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the size of the mint lemon tea was ... eh... huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9J7hsloczI/AAAAAAAABOU/TSk1mw1wCKM/s1600/Photo0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565116788732722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9J7hsloczI/AAAAAAAABOU/TSk1mw1wCKM/s320/Photo0816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9J7MuxEQ5I/AAAAAAAABOM/clfbtoDQWS8/s1600/Photo0818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463564756596310930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9J7MuxEQ5I/AAAAAAAABOM/clfbtoDQWS8/s320/Photo0818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped all way from Bugis to Suntec. Because i wanna go New Look! But New Look didnt have anything for me despite my faith in it. We shopped from 3pm to almost 10pm. hahahaha. Shopping is fun; my form of destress therapy and I am just 10000% shoppaholic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9J6sN0SIcI/AAAAAAAABOE/II_1m2W4b_4/s1600/Photo0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463564197995618754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9J6sN0SIcI/AAAAAAAABOE/II_1m2W4b_4/s320/Photo0821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally passed the one month mark at Ciba Vision (CV). CV is really into CSR. We went to a Elderly Home last friday. Some of us were assigned to paint the walls; some simply to entertain or talk to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, I was assigned to just talk to them and "help"them in their physiotherapy. But the physiotherapist just wanted us to talk to them &amp;amp; motivate them to exercise. Talking to one of them in particular was pretty nerve wreaking cause he was a cynical old man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it's true our visit is "for show"and we cant really help them in the way they wanted us to. perhaps we just have to admit that we are selfish and not samatarian enough on an individual level. but as least we particpated in this "show"? On a corporate basis, indeed it is for show, but ... how many of the corporation bother to organise such CSR activities? it is a good gesture. but if one choose to be cynical abou it, i can also see why it is not a good gesture at the end of it all. it's about half empty or half full cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, upon seeing them, it just made me treasure life now more! I wanna see the world while I am still an able bodied young healthy thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been on my mind, although it is way too early but my birthday present for myself next year will be a trip to Korea! hurhurhurhur. wish me luck for a good fat bonus.&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/24222299-5120100139746062821?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5120100139746062821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5120100139746062821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/04/olivia-ong-food-me.html' title='olivia ong &amp; food &amp; me'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S9KHCjs1mpI/AAAAAAAABPM/8Y1tEl8u3k8/s72-c/Photo0775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2141022423612953717</id><published>2010-04-03T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:43:16.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB-Red Box</title><content type='html'>ytd,  a group of 5 (bf's friend plus me) went to JB to eat cheap &amp;amp; fresh seafood. actually in times of cooking skills... it wasnt the most fantastic. but the  seafood was realllly super fresh and worth the drive. i guess it is becoz they literately catch the seafood themselves since the restaurant was kelong style. too bad we were there on a low tide if not the feel would have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, his friend totally impressed us by talking his way out of a summon!!!!!!!!!!!! he spent 20 min to talk his way outta of a 300 rm summon when we thought it was a gone case, as we saw that the TP was writing and writing on his notepad. anywayzzzzzzzz... we were just so super glad that we were let off with a verbal warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time went to RedBox and it reminds of the Holiday KTV in TW. it is goood. finally can understand why Alex has a membership card there. Kbox reallly pales by comparision and it has been eons since i went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to the next time we can do this again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-2141022423612953717?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2141022423612953717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2141022423612953717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/04/missed.html' title='JB-Red Box'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7785081683738068153</id><published>2010-03-24T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:05:03.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of work...</title><content type='html'>first week of work is orientation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stilll, some handover was done. &amp;amp; today i was in office till 9pm. i guess this is how my life will be from now onwards. there is many things to do, many deadlines to meet &amp;amp; no1 to help u. it is suprememly intimidating to me but i cant wait to conquer it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL CONQUER IT ALL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, i think i will just throw in the towel by the end of probation time. i mean... why waste each other's time if i am not gonna be happy there? anywayzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. will be trying my best. i actually dont feel sleepy now that i finnally reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a weird adrenaline rush inside me. hm...................maybe i had been not-busy for too long?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7785081683738068153?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7785081683738068153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7785081683738068153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-week-of-work.html' title='first week of work...'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5740902571053428558</id><published>2010-03-15T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:44:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>startin earlier than expected</title><content type='html'>i am gonna start my new job this thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, all i can think about (mostly, beside shopping) is writting my farewell emails and starting my new job. i am composing the farewell email on-&amp;amp;-off in my head... hahahaha. sounds like i cant wait to leave, yah? which is not really true, cause its not like i cant wait to start at the new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always have phobia of first day at work. &amp;amp; i am not good at saying goodbyes... in any case, being employed gives me good mood so i bought cheapo sunglasses at Cotton On x 2 pairs!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardly can find sunnies which look good on my flat face. so just get them all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh. the power of an addictive idol drama- i am going GAGA over Jerry Yan~!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5740902571053428558?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5740902571053428558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5740902571053428558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/03/startin-earlier-than-expected.html' title='startin earlier than expected'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7103287982482521738</id><published>2010-03-12T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:37:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good luck to ZH</title><content type='html'>ZH is going to Nouvelle-Calédonie. is on the way. on the flight.  on his first business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Caledonia has a history not unlike Australia. The indigenious group of people was not treated fairly. The once pure island was colonised by Europeans.  And slowly the indigenious ppl became the minority. There was even apartheid treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is yet another small island not unlike Singapore but our history is much more kinder on our ancestors. I mean, everyone suffered during WW2, but not everyone has to go through apartheid treatment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how this island looks like. I only hope that ZH can have time and the memory to take some pics for me to see. i do feel excited for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder... when can i also travel for work? it is a different exposure which is definitely helpful in self development and experience... n i find myself wanting what i cant have. at least at this point of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7103287982482521738?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7103287982482521738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7103287982482521738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-luck-to-zh.html' title='good luck to ZH'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7770496235187286881</id><published>2010-03-05T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:41:49.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne - back with thanks n gratefullness!</title><content type='html'>happy to announce that i had a good time in melbourne. afterall it was a holiday and always always CHoOSE to be happy!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a good time despite my cosmetic pouch's zip spoilt, broke my sunglasses , damage my necklace and grew some pimples over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars above had some pleasant surprise for me in the form of farrah and leia! yiitng's flatmate n younger sis. they are such friendly and hilarious pair of sisters! they were around to provide some much appreciated company to Great Ocean Road and Phillip's Island. Not to mention Old Melbourne Gaol and Skydeck which leia got us both student concession tics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiting let me sleep on the bed while she took the sleeping bag. she is just so sweeeet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i need to survive on my own somehow someway, but it ended up that we could hang around in pairs minimumly. They were around to help me carry my boxes of potato chips. thank god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just amusing to see melbourne in terms of grid! esp during on flight. those neat little squares just seem a little tooo neat. hurhur. like something out of cartoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emirates' inflight entertainment was a pleasant surprise too. my 800SGD return tics seem a steal for the 7.5 hour one way flight. there was so many latest movie to see and music to hear amongst other stuff. food &amp;amp; service was all right tooo. nothing to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad the colleagues like the chewy nougat i carried back from queen vic market. i actually bought 2kg worth of nougat!! which i guess if i put at my office, can only last 2 days &gt;,&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i am really glad i went to visit yiting just like the way i said i would. i am glad i kept my promise to yiting and everything worked out well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad that i kinda i sense some improvement within myself ... a better stronger person. i had some toxic people around me... okay. maybe just one. i am kinda anxious to move on. just so i wont be stuck in the past. as pathetic as can be. wanna be rid of the ghost and devil and toxins!!&lt;br /&gt;wanna meet my challenges as the corporate slave i was never before!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7770496235187286881?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7770496235187286881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7770496235187286881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/03/melbourne-back-with-thanks-n.html' title='melbourne - back with thanks n gratefullness!'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2778107116714287651</id><published>2010-02-22T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:27:25.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>i've yet to tender but will do soon.  as it turn out... i dun have a major increment despite the long time they spent negotiating.=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interviewer has already told me that there is no such thing as work life balance. OMG. wadatian! i guess minimunlly they end their day at 8pm? i am trying to do all the mental preparations i can at this point of time. i guess i wont be reaching home at 7pm in time for the freshly prepared dinner and the long running drama serial. it is pretty heart-breaking to me. but ... my dreamland has to reach an end, someday somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time; i am a mixed bag of feelings now. i've grown too too attached to the colleagues and surroundings around me. cant bear to leave! yet i yearn to leave. regardless for better or for worst; that is something only time can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to melbourne. i will be like a solo traveller for half the time. time to train my guts , independence and survival instincts! not to mention navigation and map reading skills ?! biggest adventure to date! exciting but kinda scaryy. i am not as brave as those personality skills say i am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-2778107116714287651?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2778107116714287651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2778107116714287651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/02/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3533703161562254670</id><published>2010-02-18T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:02:04.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am scared.</title><content type='html'>i am scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared by the rate at which time passes by so quickly. :C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3533703161562254670?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3533703161562254670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3533703161562254670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-scared.html' title='i am scared.'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4456151185773786772</id><published>2010-02-12T21:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:57:53.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-CNY 2010</title><content type='html'>we are all off for the CNY break- how happy is that ? :D As usual, SLS usually receives some cny hampers/ goodies from our vendors &amp;amp; this year, the best delicious item received, to me, is the Black Gold Pineapple tarts. I dunno where it is from but its really very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the buttery base u get from the usual pineapple tarts, the black biscuit base, which is made from charcoal, just never makes u feel jia-let. unique &amp;amp; oiishiiiii.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3Vcj4xAGEI/AAAAAAAABN8/Mgj-QsvcMXY/s1600-h/Photo0702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437353896722831426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3Vcj4xAGEI/AAAAAAAABN8/Mgj-QsvcMXY/s320/Photo0702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just gotta take a pic before it is all swallowed up! haaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3VblVRk2-I/AAAAAAAABNs/JGLKj4RdRFQ/s1600-h/Photo0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437352822043892706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3VblVRk2-I/AAAAAAAABNs/JGLKj4RdRFQ/s320/Photo0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard good things about 7th storey. so i am pretty disappointed when i finally got a taste of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3VbJyUE6GI/AAAAAAAABNk/cjSEI3jKIqM/s1600-h/Photo0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437352348802672738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3VbJyUE6GI/AAAAAAAABNk/cjSEI3jKIqM/s320/Photo0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stuff served didnt look very appetising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3Va0LXpEKI/AAAAAAAABNc/xAh_7ybGMa0/s1600-h/Photo0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437351977571389602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3Va0LXpEKI/AAAAAAAABNc/xAh_7ybGMa0/s320/Photo0708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3VakZeN_LI/AAAAAAAABNU/pi-Tfr6vi60/s1600-h/Photo0709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437351706479164594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3VakZeN_LI/AAAAAAAABNU/pi-Tfr6vi60/s320/Photo0709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4456151185773786772?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4456151185773786772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4456151185773786772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/02/pre-cny-2010.html' title='Pre-CNY 2010'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S3Vcj4xAGEI/AAAAAAAABN8/Mgj-QsvcMXY/s72-c/Photo0702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-955843206217637343</id><published>2010-02-09T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:26:03.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i want to be doing NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What do i want to be doing NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be packing bags so that i can go  holiday. i dont care if i get lost in unfamiliar land.  everything is an adventure! what dont kill me makes me stronger! but i cant. it is just too early. so at least... i will write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do i want to have by next week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ang baos. so that if i get lost in unfamiliar land, i can have some money to take a cab back to my accomodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do i hope to have by next month?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new job, pls pls pls! i'm getting desperate, i will be good and do everything it takes to win that new job!! duno when will that be happening, but at least ... i can voice it out here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-955843206217637343?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/955843206217637343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/955843206217637343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-i-want-to-be-doing-now.html' title='what i want to be doing NOW'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-606415552170017694</id><published>2010-01-31T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:56:26.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love n faithfullness (2)</title><content type='html'>u know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in reality, most of us generally think it  is ok if we cheat... while ensuring the other partner remains in blissful ignorance. cause cheating &amp;amp; hurting is distingushed. i duno how much this speaks about our morals though.  anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIGER WOODS &amp;amp; MISTRESSES &amp;amp; CHEATING?! FAIL.  bad bad case of cheating &amp;amp; hurting.  supreme bad choice of mistresses. i somehow vaguely remember that in those saucy sms that Woods exchanged with the mistresses, he had texted something along the lines of i-love-you. well, the mistresses loved him back! if the women did indeed love him, they must have love him deeply enough to see him going through his current state of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROMANIAN DIPLOMAT &amp;amp; Hit-&amp;amp;Run? SUPER FAIL. supreme bad case of cheating , hurting  &amp;amp; killing! i really hope u receive the supreme karma for what you did &amp;amp; didnt!! even though this clearly illustrates how UNFAIR life can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-606415552170017694?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/606415552170017694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/606415552170017694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-n-faithfullness-2.html' title='love n faithfullness (2)'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5469190452561731781</id><published>2010-01-28T20:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:02:17.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and faithfulness</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i wonder if the best &amp;amp; luckiest thing that has happen to me ... is that i have my kungfu panda/bf to be with me. i wont say he is The One... but i guess he is pretty close. i'd given up wishing for a handsome perfect partner... handsome cant bring u a piece of mind. perfect does not exist. i really do think and admit that what he has given me is more than what i had given him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember reading somewhere that guys are programe to be polygamous while girls believe in monogamy. sometimes i wonder, how does it feel like to be a gf of a handsome bf who cheats, but return to your arms (faithfully) at the end of the day? how much does being faithful matters in a committed r/s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my insides are twisting as i imagine the girl. will the girl think it is OK , so long it is just a short-lived fling/ ONS? is it OK if it was JUST once? twice? less than 10 times? is it ok, so long that she is kept from knowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe at the end of the day, ignorance is bliss. most/some women dun mind closing one eye as long as they see no evidence right in front of their eyes. n even if there is evidence, men gets forgiven anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh. love is blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5469190452561731781?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5469190452561731781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5469190452561731781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-and-faithfulness.html' title='love and faithfulness'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8670334819214848312</id><published>2010-01-19T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:24:22.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother tongue</title><content type='html'>i heard what is syllabus B for mother tongue. but i didnt really know what it consists of. i just know that it is easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, syllabus b learns chinese through hanyupin. &amp;amp; no1 cares if they cant read and write chinese to a certain level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh!!!i plainly think it is awfully shameful that a chinese person cant read and write chinese well. some kids claim they have no interest in chinse- they just dun have interest in this subject. some parents just take this in their stride and accepts their claims and nvr encourage them to take up proper chinese. &amp;amp; it came as a surprise to me that parents accept so calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i say i have no interest in science, does that mean i should take easier level of science? no way! at least back in my sch days. it simply means i need work harder and practise and read more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would think this is a reversal of situation faced... say in the seventies ? or eighties? surely the chinese people then, who in the first place have the lucky opportunity to study in a sch, have bigger trouble understanding english than chinese. i wonder did the parents then say.. OK, lets just forget about english. why do u need english anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8670334819214848312?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8670334819214848312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8670334819214848312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/01/mother-tongue.html' title='mother tongue'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7056795606525075156</id><published>2010-01-07T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:23:14.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog advertising</title><content type='html'>i noticed CK watches doing product placement on one of the top blogshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imy impression of the brand CK plummeted. it's like, COME ON. Isnt CK supposed to be retailing in Paragon???? Somewhat high-end? even if i am mistaken, isnt this sort of mistakes a favourable one for CK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now?? it downgraded to Blogshop??? No doubt it is the most popular blogshop. But blogshop's success stems from one word- CHEAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blogshop is cheap. CK found on blogshop. =&gt; CK is cheap. Deductive reasoning, anyone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it achieved its awarness target. but definitely not any sales from me. i would say, wrong move, CK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7056795606525075156?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7056795606525075156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7056795606525075156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-advertising.html' title='blog advertising'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5252345592522806932</id><published>2010-01-05T20:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:57:10.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last few moments of 2009/first few moments of 2010</title><content type='html'>last few moments, i was out with ah giang, knew her since i was 13.  means our friendship has stretched to almost ten years already. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ginza bairin. the food?? 60/100 points. i hardly remember what was good about it. it just taste like other curry rice from other similar restaurants/cafe. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0M0SHa9NzI/AAAAAAAABNI/8tN5PwpNjUA/s1600-h/Photo0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423235862118610738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0M0SHa9NzI/AAAAAAAABNI/8tN5PwpNjUA/s320/Photo0580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me &amp;amp; BF finally went to watch Avatar! When i first saw the trailer, i wasnt really into catching the show. but all the raving reviews made me wonder if i missed out something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so glad we caught it in 3D!!! it was simply fab. BF couldnt stop repeating all the lines which he remembered. sigh.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0Mz9vmotYI/AAAAAAAABNA/Lpp67tosJfw/s1600-h/Photo0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423235512127763842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0Mz9vmotYI/AAAAAAAABNA/Lpp67tosJfw/s320/Photo0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHOPPING TIME! well... we gotta do something while waiting for the movie to start.  once upon a time i would nvr even consider buying red-anything much less a tomato red jacket. but i saw one in Pull&amp;amp;Bear and fall in love with it. And wore it promptly after the making the purchase. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some stupid cam-whore pics which i practically force BF to help me take. &amp;amp; no i will nvr buy red sunglasses to match my red jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0MzHOrmZUI/AAAAAAAABM4/ep9U18Vt2wo/s1600-h/Photo0587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423234575577277762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0MzHOrmZUI/AAAAAAAABM4/ep9U18Vt2wo/s320/Photo0587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0MynEKW7dI/AAAAAAAABMw/vfQHVkoaQ-s/s1600-h/Photo0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423234022997683666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0MynEKW7dI/AAAAAAAABMw/vfQHVkoaQ-s/s320/Photo0588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chipmunks are simply sooOOoo cute. they would be cuter if they are NOT as tall as me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0MyFnxcKzI/AAAAAAAABMo/5cQFG-mwf4o/s1600-h/Photo0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423233448441293618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0MyFnxcKzI/AAAAAAAABMo/5cQFG-mwf4o/s320/Photo0591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are always fab fab fab!!! when is the next one coming...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5252345592522806932?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5252345592522806932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5252345592522806932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-few-moments-of-2009first-few.html' title='last few moments of 2009/first few moments of 2010'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/S0M0SHa9NzI/AAAAAAAABNI/8tN5PwpNjUA/s72-c/Photo0580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5909078950954672842</id><published>2010-01-01T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:16:22.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections for 2009</title><content type='html'>Dear Self,&lt;br /&gt;It seems that 2009 passed by faster than 2008! How is that possible? But this feeling does exist. Perhaps Í am more acutely aware of how precious is time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had been so many unexpected happenings. Some made the year memorable while others made it a dread. But when one is down... there is no way but up. The feelings of disappoinment makes one bitter with life and I learnt a way to overcome that. i.e. Manage Your Expectations. I can never be too optimistic anymore- Expect Nothing and Nothing Will Disappointment you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2009, I sure did accomplished some serious damage while on unexpected holidays! It was never in the plan to go Taiwan but I did. It was never in the plan to go Japan... But I Did. I am happy to say that I did it On My Own. I earned and saved what I could and go where I wanted. Stuff that you earned just taste sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I discovered the word "Branded". I lusted after branded bags especially. I splurged on Kate Spade and Coach and Blue Label. But with my limited budget... the items I got are the ones that the shops are trying to offload and when the shops are trying to offload... there has got to be a damm good reason. Most of the bags Í've got are casual bags with NO zippers! Very easy for the pickpocket to target!! BUT I love them all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simultanously, I discovered "Quality n Style". I used to love to buy cheap clothes which has short life span. As I discovered the Branded, Qaulity seems to come hand in hand. I am slowly replacing my wadrobe with afforadable quality. I am also replacing my wadrobe with as much individual style as possible thanks to my addiction to foreign magazines. They make fashion fun &amp;amp; I want to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that reason, I had almost turned into a compulsive shopper who can't escape the lure of SALE. I can gaurantee that if there is a good sale... i HAVE to be there if only just to take a Look. This year has got to the year I've shopped the most so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year... I've really had a lot. I had a lot of comsumerism and materialism. I had disappointments, uncertainties, fun, joy, laughter and a damm lot of good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year- year 2010. I will just take things one step at a time. My optimism and foolishness has decreased with age and experiences in life. &amp;amp; I am glad. They are gone for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2010- I wasn't anticipating you. In fact, I kinda dread you. I don't know what you will bring and I don't know if I will be able to handle you. Hence, I will be clinging onto my new-found mantra for dear life. My sixth sense says it will be a crazy ride though :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5909078950954672842?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5909078950954672842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5909078950954672842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2010/01/reflections-for-2009.html' title='reflections for 2009'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8814290582227264497</id><published>2009-12-25T17:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:48:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had done something gross</title><content type='html'>i had done something gross. i went ahead to try out the beatyfoot product which promises to get rid of your feet's dead skin so that you can have baby smooth feet again! i realllly reallly had a lot dead skin on my feet... so much that i cant stand it! (pun intended)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SzSNXM0VYPI/AAAAAAAABMg/7LAIAI1qn6w/s1600-h/Photo0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419111681350787314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SzSNXM0VYPI/AAAAAAAABMg/7LAIAI1qn6w/s320/Photo0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so, yah. as it promises, your dead skin will start to flake after 2 days and will continue flaking after all the dead skin are gone. mine is a massive pile of dead skin which made me feel like a snake! i am shedding skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SzSNLaJoL-I/AAAAAAAABMY/C7I0UV_FnuA/s1600-h/Photo0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419111478771331042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SzSNLaJoL-I/AAAAAAAABMY/C7I0UV_FnuA/s320/Photo0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it feels much like being sun-burnt whereby your skin will naturally shed anyway. to accelerate the shedding process , i peel and peel and peel... &amp;amp; it kinda addicitve. ahahah. is it gross or what... but i cant wait to have baby feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pretty much completed all the peeling but i still have conified layers at the sole. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh-well... i did have a VERY VERY VERY deep layer of dead skin to begin. overall, the japanese are fab! its painless &amp;amp; not as gross as i had anticipated. i anticpated ... bits and pieces of dead skin flaking as you walk. but it's not like that. phew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; i bought a leather jacket after much hunting and thanks to the mango sale. its the exact shade of brown which i want. the washing instructions that comes with it was .. FAB. because it says NO WASHING, NO Dry Cleaning even. hurhurhurhur. suits me to a t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but i have to say. the leather is squeaking as i move. i wonder how much does it take to break into the shape and be seasoned into butter soft leather?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; i am sick! it is like the first time i am sick while having public holidays/weekends. what a let down cause i cancelled plans which i made way in advance and i've yet to see my bf in this week. sigh sigh sigh. he doesnt have it easy, cause he worked till 1am on xmas eve to meet his project deadline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;all i can do- hope that his co wins the project bidding after all his hard work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8814290582227264497?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8814290582227264497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8814290582227264497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-done-something-gross.html' title='i had done something gross'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SzSNXM0VYPI/AAAAAAAABMg/7LAIAI1qn6w/s72-c/Photo0521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4944263457205154297</id><published>2009-12-20T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:41:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my mom</title><content type='html'>i bought a pair of ripped jeans in the mango sale. i love it more after my mom asked me where is there holes in the new pairof jeans which i bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply find it hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it hilarious when she models her new clothes for me to see while fishing for my compliments (only). i stubbornly refuse to say her new clothes are nice just to drive her crazy and see her convince herself that she did iNDEED made a purchase which looks nice on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i *heart* her to the max. coz she is so typically auntie that is supremely funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holiday season havent exactly started but i am eduring a crazy sore throat already. =X too much fried food, i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan to use the long weekends to detox myself from all the shopping, materialism and consumerism that i had committed... some forced (i.e. xmas exchange) but mostly unforced of course. since japan, i had the guilty feeling of overspending... i even start to wonder why am i in a hurry to be rid of the monee that i carry with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each outing that i go... i spend about $100 on average. OMG. it must be the sale thats driving me nuts. but knowing that i staying away from malls, makes me feel safer with myself. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normallly, i am not so uptight with my expenditure. but now, i am vexed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there any good news for me???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4944263457205154297?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4944263457205154297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4944263457205154297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-my-mom.html' title='i love my mom'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5217536464024418350</id><published>2009-12-16T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:56:57.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring</title><content type='html'>things are bound to be falling apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is just tiring to be always waiting and anticipating it.  emotionally draining as much as you dont consciously think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are slacking at work!! openly playing with iphone (obviously, that is not me) and just surfing net to pass time. i have to admit my job hunt bore no fruits at all. i reason that ppl are not leaving their jobs esp since AWS is coming! ppl arent gonna leave their jobs untill march! at least after cny is over ...&amp;amp; they finished receiving all the bonus. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when will i finally land an interview not to mention a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, time pass by very fast regardless what i am doing during office. perhaps that is becoz gm is not around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do want time to pass by fast... at least there is my melbourne adventure adventure to look forward to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5217536464024418350?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5217536464024418350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5217536464024418350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiring.html' title='tiring'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2827454516411371921</id><published>2009-11-27T03:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:05:32.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>was i rash?</title><content type='html'>i booked a 6 day trip to melb due in feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just booked a 8 day trip to hong kong in july. now i am wondering... do i really need 8 days? gosh! that's a lot of leave!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the pressure to secure another good paying job pronto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a good time with my bf's friends. i know that we are on different frequencies though. they feel most at ease at a kopitiam place but i prefer cafes anytime hands down. anyway, next time i wont be suggesting them places to eat anymore. i learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think queen&amp;amp;mangosteen serves bad food but they just happen to order the one that didnt make the mark. i like my chicken dish fine. haha. when in dounbt, just order chicken to play serve and not steak! that is another lesson which i learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to me, its fun to hang out with people who are different from you. widen your perspective indefinitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-2827454516411371921?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2827454516411371921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2827454516411371921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/was-i-rash.html' title='was i rash?'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3454799910740633234</id><published>2009-11-21T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:27:34.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daisuke- nihon- Shopping</title><content type='html'>i think that one should never ever ask ppl to buy blue label back from japan for ownself. well, i did attempt to ask before but i was not really serious about it. &amp;amp; really - i realize it is such a mistake to ask ppl to buy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you reallly have to buy one for yourself. it is to comemorate that you had spotted something nice in Japan! like the 3 of us. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about the FEELLL-LING. you would understand if you happen to be a shoppaholic like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406467920057459922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sweh7biR5NI/AAAAAAAABMI/l4QCYMQRIAk/s320/P1020032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginza distict reminds me of Orchard Road. except people in Orchard Road never turns up in tuxedos. The japanese dotted their streets with small lighted xmas tress. cute leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sweh74nOriI/AAAAAAAABMQ/CrKejd9G9_c/s1600/P1020059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406467927862849058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sweh74nOriI/AAAAAAAABMQ/CrKejd9G9_c/s320/P1020059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely heart the outlet shoppping. heart to the max!!!!!!!!!! why isnt there one in sg? is it because we are too small to have one? must be i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406467906572465602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sweh6pTNNcI/AAAAAAAABL4/kiJmpDQ0kc4/s320/P1020374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno when will i get to have a second time to outlet-shop in japan... :S&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406467911016648834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sweh652yEII/AAAAAAAABMA/DrEvwhFj0Jo/s320/P1020384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3454799910740633234?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3454799910740633234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3454799910740633234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/daisuke-nihon-shopping.html' title='daisuke- nihon- Shopping'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sweh7biR5NI/AAAAAAAABMI/l4QCYMQRIAk/s72-c/P1020032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-128903149876606381</id><published>2009-11-21T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:07:06.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daisuki- nihon- Mt Fuji</title><content type='html'>we stayed over at a hot spring hotel on the 3rd night. you can see mt fuji right outside the hotel window provided weather is good. quite cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we never made it to the hot spring . we made it to the common area to blow dry our hair coz there was no dryer in the hotel room. we saw sagging skin and young bouncy boobs! at least erm, i noticed. hahahaha. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed2kV4bfI/AAAAAAAABLo/smJ_pa1bjQY/s1600/P1010881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406463438475521522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed2kV4bfI/AAAAAAAABLo/smJ_pa1bjQY/s320/P1010881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it really is the coldest weather i had experience so far. with the wind blowing? it makes it so so much worse. &amp;amp; yah, the pic didnt turn out so great ya. hahaha.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406463417254282530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed1VSWBSI/AAAAAAAABLQ/o1nSifiSj28/s320/P1010916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;messy hair, rudolph nose, after about 20 min in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed2NEJFCI/AAAAAAAABLg/NPcSYpHeCgU/s1600/P1010920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406463432227099682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed2NEJFCI/AAAAAAAABLg/NPcSYpHeCgU/s320/P1010920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cold that we dun have water to wash our hands. water supply has vanished in the cold waether! clucky i got wet tissue!!!!!!!! woohoooOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed1yMs-VI/AAAAAAAABLY/KqyhAeeCoIk/s1600/P1010917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406463425015249234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed1yMs-VI/AAAAAAAABLY/KqyhAeeCoIk/s320/P1010917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally made it into the warm coach after a 10 min mad dash from the cold. YAY!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406464680688081458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swee-38b2jI/AAAAAAAABLw/cfzWpAypS3s/s320/P1010933.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/24222299-128903149876606381?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/128903149876606381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/128903149876606381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/daisuki-nihon-mt-fuji.html' title='daisuki- nihon- Mt Fuji'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Swed2kV4bfI/AAAAAAAABLo/smJ_pa1bjQY/s72-c/P1010881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-613329764769628736</id><published>2009-11-21T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:36:07.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daisuki- nihon- Food &amp; Beaverage</title><content type='html'>7d5n trip- we had udon, sukiyaki, udon, tempura, sashimi, udon, rice , rice, miso soup, buffer dinner, udon and tempura within the tour package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was exceptionally nice to eat this sukiyaki in the cool cold weather. overheard some uncle/auntie saying if they eat the same thing in Sg, they would be sweating loads unlike in Japan, where all they get is a nice warm fuzzy feeling in the stomache.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406451530212635266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweTBamw8oI/AAAAAAAABKY/_z-a6bk2kFM/s320/P1010385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example of our lunch/dinner... for about 2-3 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406451532029409810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweTBhX6uhI/AAAAAAAABKg/CzvFoggmtkA/s320/P1010637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sashimi boat. the second most expensive food that we spent on. it was fresh from fish market. apparently japanese dun bother serving stuff that are not fresh. even tho i just am not into sashimi... i can tell it is FRESH, SWEET and just pretty wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the yellow gluey mess was the flesh of sea urchin. gosh! i never thought i eat sea urchin and it tasted as gross as it looks. acquired taste, as people would say. which i havent acquired yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406451542638503698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweTCI5UpxI/AAAAAAAABKo/rNFX6V9qanE/s320/P1010808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The freakin prawn was quite big and looked alive, esp the eyes. so black and shiny!! i can envision it swimming in the sea just what? 12 hours ago? i didnt dare eat it for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406451549523726610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweTCii40RI/AAAAAAAABKw/xiVbMTo8Otg/s320/P1010810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to know what it feels like to eat ice cream in a cold cold place. even the cheapest ice cream i could find is creamy and soft. although it is not exactly dirt cheap after coversion. i think it cost 2 sgd. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406454642764607346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweV2lw-73I/AAAAAAAABK4/PVL4txe8yzY/s320/P1010639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;collagen and those genki drinks aplentiful over there and i am glad spotted coke-plus-fibre over there! i like the idea of drinking fibre within good ole coke. they should launch it here in sg pronto!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; japs love honeydew. i duno why.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406454650017853010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweV3AySrlI/AAAAAAAABLA/GSJMTzKrDiY/s320/P1010652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hot corn soup was a hit within our tour groups esp after spending some time in low temperature. there were people who bought a couple of cans to bring back home. Gosh! as great as they are, i wouldnt be bringing back these home. campbell soup will do just fine. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406456467856347330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweXg0ww0MI/AAAAAAAABLI/diGvFrbZ2tw/s320/P1010763.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/24222299-613329764769628736?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/613329764769628736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/613329764769628736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/daisuki-nihon-food-beaverage.html' title='daisuki- nihon- Food &amp; Beaverage'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SweTBamw8oI/AAAAAAAABKY/_z-a6bk2kFM/s72-c/P1010385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1757288568868893050</id><published>2009-11-19T18:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:37:12.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daisuki- nihon- the Hokkaido Crab</title><content type='html'>i love my japan trip. i love japan's autumm even with the 24H rain and strong winds. i love that i dun need to queue for toilets cause japan has enough room to build 30 cubicles within a toilet compound. and each one is clean and stocked with toilet paper!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going recount the trip details... lemme just jot down some of the more interesting memories though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the temperature was lower than expected (average 15 degree celcius?) but i somehow made it through without freezing to death in my 2 layers t-shirts and jeans and jackets. Our tour guide is a hongkie who preferred speaking in Cantonese. just my luck that i was practically the only who dun understand the Cantonese joke and stories that he was sharing. BLEAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets start with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Hokkaido Crab Story&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hokkaido Crabs are legendary in Japan. but who says you must go Hokkaido to eat Hokkaido Crab??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tour guide has a Hokkaido Crab lobang if we want to taste Hokkaido Crab while we are in Tokyo. Because he can help us DHL one over to our hotel. While he was droning on and on about the Crab in cantonese , i fell asleep in the bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my friend just tap me and ask if i wan to try the Hokkaido Crab. well, groggy from my sleep i just said OK without asking about the freaking price. &amp;amp; then i found out that the crab costs 14K yen ! which was unbudgeted for!!!!! shit! means i have to fork out 7K yen. i guess if i didnt fork out the 7k yen for the Crab, i would have a LOT MORE snacks to air freight over. anyway, i really wonder whats the profit margin the tour guide gets to earn. or is it truly a free non-profit service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but since i agreed already... lets just hope it will be worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heard that it was caught in the morning, boiled in the afternoon, delivered to hotel in the evening. it would be worth it if my appetite is bigger i guess. the first bite is really amazing- very soft n sweet. but after the second leg - i was full already. afterall we had this Crab &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; dinner. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sure looks alive! its body- just slightly smaller than my face?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405764331853621426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SwUiBNOcqLI/AAAAAAAABJo/8Pgg77_o77A/s320/P1020282.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is my first time using a scissors to eat crab. usually i just try to bite and crack open the shell. anyway... it is quite fun to use the scissors. hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405767222851899650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SwUkpfCJkQI/AAAAAAAABKI/9m2NYqPIHj4/s320/P1020285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loooooooook- my first glimsp of the very takaii crab meat. after the first bite- i am never taking cheap crab stick meat again! what an insult to the taste of crab meat. every bit i took probably cost 10 SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405767229913776530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SwUkp5V1QZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/vD_9tprJiLA/s320/P1020286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenting the Legless Hokkaido Crab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405765267865085570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SwUi3sI-JoI/AAAAAAAABJ4/2HHOIyNDeu4/s320/P1020288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Mad Friend went on to dismantle the Crab's body. quite adventurous but i really pity the Crab which looks alive. my vegetarian boss would freak and be grossed out , i bet! &lt;/p&gt;I wonder where is the brain... she said the grey color part is the organ for breathing and not its brain...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405765281075647714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SwUi4dWnVOI/AAAAAAAABKA/iS4wArqKDEs/s320/P1020291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we pack up the corpse, stuff it inside the styrofoam box and made sure its closed dammm tight. if not, it might emit a stench... as advised by our hongkie tour guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1757288568868893050?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1757288568868893050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1757288568868893050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/daisuke-nihon-hokkaido-crab.html' title='daisuki- nihon- the Hokkaido Crab'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SwUiBNOcqLI/AAAAAAAABJo/8Pgg77_o77A/s72-c/P1020282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4085690186861778748</id><published>2009-11-08T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:58:37.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying is contagious</title><content type='html'>life begins &amp;amp;  ends. starts in the pink of health (usually) &amp;amp; end (usually) in sickness. its only natural. except to see it being cremated is extremely saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, life goes on despite all the tears and heartbrokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to talk about death. it brings tears to the eyes. &amp;amp; i learnt that crying is contagious as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ten year old cousin is a chubby, cherubic &amp;amp; lovable kid &amp;amp;... is extremely interested in losing weight! gawd.  hearing her talk about wanting to lose weight just takes away a little of her cherubic-ness. She is extemely interested in nail colors. more so than me, i would say.  anyway she is sOOoOOOO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i have a little Moses Lim in my brood of cousin as wel. SUPREMLY overweight  &amp;amp; VERY comical. hearing him talk is just full of LOL moments. we all encourage him to be a commediene. he does have very nice feature so we guess that when he finally is tired of being fat, he will slim down &amp;amp; be a ladies'man simply cause he is dammmmm funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4085690186861778748?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4085690186861778748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4085690186861778748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/crying-is-contagious.html' title='crying is contagious'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3497991690931468389</id><published>2009-11-07T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:09:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tw actresses</title><content type='html'>watching Black&amp;amp;White, i realize the taiwanese actresses are starting to look all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same...&lt;br /&gt;big doe eyes&lt;br /&gt;sharp angular nose&lt;br /&gt;small mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tend to be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like zhang shao han, gou cai jie,wang xin ling, yang chen ling &amp;amp; chen yi han.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought chen yi han from Black&amp;amp;white look esp like zhang shao han!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it has always been this way. no wonder sunyanzi is practically one of a kind &amp;amp; irreplaceable even till now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3497991690931468389?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3497991690931468389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3497991690931468389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/11/tw-actresses.html' title='tw actresses'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4007134224521403684</id><published>2009-10-28T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:53:50.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>non food craving fulfilled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yes- i've got myself a pair of comfy-looking boots. wearing boots definitely upped one person's style quotient (when that person is fashionably sensible, anyway) but too bad we live in sunny spore. i'll be sure that i have evidence it existed i.e. takes lotsa photos which shows my shoes when in chilly japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yes yes, i paid up for the tour package and my annual leave has been approved already !! woo hoooooo~~.  this is for sure! no false alarms!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i guess there goes a bulk of my savings. but i am not that stingy when it comes to holiday.  though i am worried about jobs&amp;amp;related matters. but HECK LA. such things are outta control anyway. i suspect one fine day they ask me to be a mgt trainee since my portfolio has been halted to a screeeching stop (almost) anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it is a depressing state. no wonder jobless people tend to be sucidal. erm. kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wat i am telling myself is- i will deal with it when i come back from japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;meanwhile. i am hating my painful pimple, counting down &amp;amp; researching on fall fashion. whahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4007134224521403684?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4007134224521403684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4007134224521403684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/10/non-food-craving-fulfilled.html' title='non food craving fulfilled'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-7217746460332855079</id><published>2009-10-25T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:26:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>non-food craving</title><content type='html'>craving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- a pair of great killer comfy boots. totally unpracticle in Sg but i am really vain &amp;amp; if i am gonna to be in Japan in the fall, i wanna look damm cool in all the photos i take!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Japanjapanjapan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-7217746460332855079?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7217746460332855079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/7217746460332855079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/10/non-food-craving.html' title='non-food craving'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-2549713771600538961</id><published>2009-10-11T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:43:18.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CF shoot in some ulu nice place</title><content type='html'>back in Aug, someone in the sara lee house plonked some monee to shoot a CF featuring a local celeb. (goonnna air soon!) . anyway, quite fun to see old familiar things like boom mic, reflector &amp;amp; whatever-names-i-had-forgotten. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKrUksUjI/AAAAAAAABJY/53Ydjw68XKc/s1600-h/Photo0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391242705800811058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKrUksUjI/AAAAAAAABJY/53Ydjw68XKc/s320/Photo0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some rich bodies lived there and rented out the place to the production house for the shoot. the owners were pet owners of BIG dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKq90FxTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/5ABdPitYQB0/s1600-h/Photo0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391242699691377970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKq90FxTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/5ABdPitYQB0/s320/Photo0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391242716399948066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKr8DuUSI/AAAAAAAABJg/k7r4n1ZTszI/s320/P1030336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we heart the husky! siberian husky, they said. but i think sib husky prob dun like Sg since they are meant in live in.. Siberia?? (haha, very airhead, i know). this one was very pretty tame &amp;amp; doesnt bark a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKqbGIEPI/AAAAAAAABJI/v-ZCZpy8G2c/s1600-h/Photo0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391242690371784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKqbGIEPI/AAAAAAAABJI/v-ZCZpy8G2c/s320/Photo0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a group shot before leaving...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKp6wlgOI/AAAAAAAABJA/GURkjhG5DQo/s1600-h/P1030342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391242681691504866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKp6wlgOI/AAAAAAAABJA/GURkjhG5DQo/s320/P1030342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24222299-2549713771600538961?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2549713771600538961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/2549713771600538961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/10/cf-shoot-in-some-ulu-nice-place.html' title='CF shoot in some ulu nice place'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGKrUksUjI/AAAAAAAABJY/53Ydjw68XKc/s72-c/Photo0286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4525493639333697467</id><published>2009-10-11T15:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:17:19.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MF09</title><content type='html'>mediacorp festival was a trade show disguised as a 3h talentshow. lucked out that i could go &amp;amp; witness it for myself. there was aunty lucy, barbarella &amp;amp; even the beloved PCK. (&amp;amp; it feels like Ch5 hadnt managed to create yet another iconic tv character after him...) it really was entertaining &amp;amp; i wished we taken more pics. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldnt so sure that i have a second chance to go there again... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391235279235090658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGD7CdciOI/AAAAAAAABIo/yAg39NtPbKU/s320/P1030548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGD7_ePTbI/AAAAAAAABI4/WdgaDofwH5k/s1600-h/P1030551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391235295612980658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGD7_ePTbI/AAAAAAAABI4/WdgaDofwH5k/s320/P1030551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGD7lVXF-I/AAAAAAAABIw/hxL_K-T5B7M/s1600-h/P1030550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391235288596420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGD7lVXF-I/AAAAAAAABIw/hxL_K-T5B7M/s320/P1030550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeanette aw's cheongsam really was quite short!! i felt like we stranded in Beautiful People land. left, right, centre, front &amp;amp; back- it is really bad for the self esteem of a girl like me =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4525493639333697467?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4525493639333697467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4525493639333697467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/10/mf09.html' title='MF09'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/StGD7CdciOI/AAAAAAAABIo/yAg39NtPbKU/s72-c/P1030548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5445933206513299876</id><published>2009-10-11T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:47:42.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool haiku</title><content type='html'>i awaken with&lt;br /&gt;clear head; unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;it's also empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5445933206513299876?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5445933206513299876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5445933206513299876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/10/cool-haiku.html' title='cool haiku'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8233144756713046364</id><published>2009-10-04T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:33:10.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curious</title><content type='html'>curiousity killed the cat. &amp;amp; yet i wish to know many things.  i wish to know all the 5Ws and 1H...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8233144756713046364?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8233144756713046364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8233144756713046364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/10/curious.html' title='curious'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4950794727572025890</id><published>2009-09-27T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:59:53.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sell selling sold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;half of what i am doing will be; am going to be sold away; as per official communications (finnallly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got uncertainties in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, business as usual untill futher updates. that is NOT very useful to a small fry like moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4950794727572025890?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4950794727572025890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4950794727572025890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/09/sell-selling-sold.html' title='sell selling sold'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-6731997888376854513</id><published>2009-09-23T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:45:17.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Employee's treat</title><content type='html'>went to the mirama hotel for japanese buffet as part of a colleague's treat for receiving the Best Employee Award ($2000 cash!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used up about 30% of his cash reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor colleague but he was gracious about it &amp;amp; we thank him for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, we discovered that there is a mani-pedi specialist wholesaler at that hotel! if anyone likes OPI &amp;amp; can buy in bulk eg 30 pcs or more, each bottle of OPI costs only $9.60. its comparable to any internet pricing! that s super cheap compared to the retail price of $20 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the travel fair over the weekend &amp;amp; i am very inspired to go KOREA ... seems like a good alternative place to go compared to Japan.  &amp;amp; korea is more afforable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there really is so many places i wanna go! i so wish my occupation is just a traveller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-6731997888376854513?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6731997888376854513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/6731997888376854513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-employees-treat.html' title='Best Employee&apos;s treat'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3280378312770613432</id><published>2009-09-09T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:30:39.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a challenging year</title><content type='html'>i should be looking for new work. preparing plan b as a colleague told me. but something is stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont i feel any urge &amp;amp; urgency to make sure i will be employed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. i really duno. anyway, my horroscope says that nov will be a gd month for me to job hunt. i might as well heed this advice since i had been sticking around for so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say- my job is pretty cushy &amp;amp; i cant bear to leave this comfort zone so soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today will be the last time that the meeting table was crowded with people. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3280378312770613432?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3280378312770613432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3280378312770613432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenging-year.html' title='a challenging year'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5108817039742657580</id><published>2009-09-07T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:52:35.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne</title><content type='html'>well, if i bother to make a promise... you can bet that i will be trying my hardest to fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i couldn't go to melb this time round (air tic would be AUD 1000 plus if i go ahead by myself) but i will book early &amp;amp; go there later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i did! already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be taking the flights alone &amp;amp; i will be curious to know what's so hard about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5108817039742657580?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5108817039742657580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5108817039742657580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/09/melbourne.html' title='melbourne'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4303468841568391820</id><published>2009-09-06T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:33:54.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going * coming</title><content type='html'>it seems like too many colleagues are leaving and replacement are always hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we r gonna hire new management trainees x 3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we(females species in the office) all secretly hope that the mgt will hire 3 hunks but hey, we are not practising any lookism if not i will be hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopes can remain hopes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a comfortable place to work... i am not sure if any new job can match the comfort level which i am experiencing but that will make me sound like a person adverse to tough conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT me! i can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that it seems there is no suitable opportunities for a profile like mine. i cant even find any thing to apply for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do envy people who are headhunted. jobs come to them regardless they are looking or not. isnt that effortless?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4303468841568391820?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4303468841568391820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4303468841568391820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-coming.html' title='going * coming'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4741469615071372772</id><published>2009-09-03T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:58:16.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking...</title><content type='html'>i guess i am really really pampered and well looked after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bf is angry with me when i refuse to listen to him. because he ask me not to go to melbourne on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"who will look after you?"said his text message. it is kinda sweet for him to say so... but then... if i never go on my own- how will i discover whether i can look after myself or not. &amp;amp; its only 4 days! max! since i am on a budget holiday. &amp;amp; half the time i will be sticking to ah ho, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. anyway, his discouragment is not stopping me from going there...  pretty much nothing can stop me except my lack of budget. i haven't book all the neccessary tic- still hoping the fares can be lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be the most travelling done in a year for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from taipei to perth to melbourne(if i go)... i feel excited (if i can go!). lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4741469615071372772?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4741469615071372772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4741469615071372772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/09/thinking.html' title='thinking...'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4587218265247806017</id><published>2009-08-28T22:49:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:41:41.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taipei 2 Aug - 27 Aug 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;truly, i was very excited about the taipei trip with my colleague. i was buzzing with excitement &amp;amp; anticipation &amp;amp; i couldnt wait till i can reach the airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i took about 300 pics in this 6 day trip... !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taipei is 4.5hours away. we reach there in the evening time &amp;amp; below is my first glimpse of the city.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf8hXN2dzI/AAAAAAAABIg/ivc-ALOKsX4/s1600-h/P1000607.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf8hXN2dzI/AAAAAAAABIg/ivc-ALOKsX4/s1600-h/P1000607.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375042330387969842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf8hXN2dzI/AAAAAAAABIg/ivc-ALOKsX4/s320/P1000607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we had a coach journey to the hotel &amp;amp; it lasted about 1h. after settling our things in the small hotel room (but with decent beds :)- we were off to SHILIN night market. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i enjoyed the food &amp;amp; the shopping and were pleasantly surprised that the shops closed late. VERY late. our late night shopping hours is their normal closing time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041029822360738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf7VqO2LKI/AAAAAAAABIY/cSDj3Qepqy4/s320/P1000620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the aborginals happen to stage an act when we reach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf6qjmN71I/AAAAAAAABIQ/PyIE6oT1DqA/s1600-h/P1000623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375040289306963794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf6qjmN71I/AAAAAAAABIQ/PyIE6oT1DqA/s320/P1000623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the chicken cutlet which was so very juicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf5IWfIKQI/AAAAAAAABII/vfh4jk_koN4/s1600-h/P1000632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375038602160384258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf5IWfIKQI/AAAAAAAABII/vfh4jk_koN4/s320/P1000632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the crushed ice which were soft &amp;amp; cottony... my FAVOURITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY TWO- sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we schedule today to go to their version of chartuchak @ Wufenpu. but we were too early. didnt realize that shops there only happen from 2 plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since we were too early, we found a nearby KTV &amp;amp; had buffect lunch there as well. food wasnt great which was to be expected. but it was pretty cold! my camera lens were frosted by the time we came out which was only 3 hours later. they definitely had better KTV technology too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf4CY0RfRI/AAAAAAAABIA/QEspw6Qyevk/s1600-h/P1000686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375037400195104018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf4CY0RfRI/AAAAAAAABIA/QEspw6Qyevk/s320/P1000686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf3tQ10WEI/AAAAAAAABH4/pYdB-Ks40dk/s1600-h/P1000693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375037037276846146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf3tQ10WEI/AAAAAAAABH4/pYdB-Ks40dk/s320/P1000693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shopping shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were there from afternoon to night!!! &amp;amp; i think we still got a little bit not yet explored. legs aching, we gave up going to the nearby Raohe night market. too tired to eat! but the night is still young so... we went for a late night movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;such a big theater &amp;amp; we were the only ones! just kidding. we were the first 2. out of 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf3IoyfzjI/AAAAAAAABHw/zJkVOf67Ko8/s1600-h/P1000716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036408050208306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf3IoyfzjI/AAAAAAAABHw/zJkVOf67Ko8/s320/P1000716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big theater with only me... luckily not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DAY THREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we slept till we wake up naturally- such a good feeling. we took a bus to the nearest theme park called Leofu. or as my other colleague says- the pirated Disneyland of taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf2zprnzCI/AAAAAAAABHo/bB7BQN19-H8/s1600-h/P1000742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036047512554530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf2zprnzCI/AAAAAAAABHo/bB7BQN19-H8/s320/P1000742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035792254318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf2kyxUOHI/AAAAAAAABHg/BAwneP8aa2c/s320/P1000752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf2IL-WA1I/AAAAAAAABHY/jmojE97VKRs/s1600-h/P1000755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375035300803642194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf2IL-WA1I/AAAAAAAABHY/jmojE97VKRs/s320/P1000755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was a super duper duper hot day!!!!!!!!!! i am glad its sunny &amp;amp; not raining... but it was dammmmmm hot! we all got darker by the end of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by the time we left, it was 9pm and closing soon. took the bus &amp;amp; train and went to yet another night market. this time is SHIDA. the meesua was FABULOUS!!!!!!!!! &amp;amp; i crave for yet another bowl of ice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf1pxZnjUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/riER7CAQQYc/s1600-h/P1000861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034778274204994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf1pxZnjUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/riER7CAQQYc/s320/P1000861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we took MRT, TRAIN and finally bus to reach a scenic place call JIUFEN. its high up in the mountains &amp;amp; it overlooks the sea. gorgeous really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf1WZmTEbI/AAAAAAAABHI/w0RJNqgoYj8/s1600-h/P1000909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034445467423154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf1WZmTEbI/AAAAAAAABHI/w0RJNqgoYj8/s320/P1000909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is also a museum of masks which is quite interesting. but i am skeptical when the owner said that those masks of of the ghosts which he can see... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is really just a few interlocking streets and we finished that area in a few hours. went back to taipei on that 90min journey again. &amp;amp; we were off to DANSHUI. yet another scenic spot famed for the sunset but we were too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just managed to catch the amazing colors of the majestic sun and the sky in the train and its enought to elicit a WOW from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf1Gf1ONGI/AAAAAAAABHA/Uq_Iq63UpTo/s1600-h/P1000937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034172262724706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf1Gf1ONGI/AAAAAAAABHA/Uq_Iq63UpTo/s320/P1000937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made it to the fisherman wharf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf0WNlcRMI/AAAAAAAABG4/3PEVOV7b5JU/s1600-h/P1000944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375033342730978498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf0WNlcRMI/AAAAAAAABG4/3PEVOV7b5JU/s320/P1000944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chose a nice restaurant with a really good ambience. &amp;amp; there was life entertainment i.e. someone singing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spfy9EeXiII/AAAAAAAABGw/0PkHYrW3nrs/s1600-h/P1000968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375031811277031554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spfy9EeXiII/AAAAAAAABGw/0PkHYrW3nrs/s320/P1000968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; good experience with the sea breeze blowing. a very romantic spot for the couples to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY FIVE&lt;br /&gt;day 5 is the day we hit their town area! Jay Chou is my friend's idol, so we promptly went to Mr J for lunch. Good decor &amp;amp; good looking/stylish chefs(acccordingly to my friend at least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfyON-tQvI/AAAAAAAABGo/bcbsD_NeOWs/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375031006374740722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfyON-tQvI/AAAAAAAABGo/bcbsD_NeOWs/s320/P1010031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why Din Tai Fung is a landmark as well. i wonder why tourist groups frequent the place so badly that we all have to queue for it. i duno.. the food was... good. but not exquisite. i guess i duno how to appreciate?? now then i realize they have a din tai fung mascot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spfx1KoRXeI/AAAAAAAABGg/XBnJQNN9ZxU/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375030575978601954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spfx1KoRXeI/AAAAAAAABGg/XBnJQNN9ZxU/s320/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after food, after shopping we went to Taipei 101. yet again, we didnt made it in time for the sunset. becoz of the jam. becoz we spend too much time looking for breeze centre... ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfxMmgeSpI/AAAAAAAABGY/-eRPgVZ42r8/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375029879087450770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfxMmgeSpI/AAAAAAAABGY/-eRPgVZ42r8/s320/P1010059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nightscape looks good and i guess my camera didnt do justice to it. so i shant bother posting them up here. the city is a night owl! so colorful and vibrant even the architecture reflects that characteristic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, we just want a restaurant which we can rest of legs. went to back to ximending where restauarant are still open. there is a quaint little place where by patrons sit on swings!! i am hooked on swings! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the food is nO good! at least the swings are ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spfw3ooXuoI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NlcTWXXEu8E/s1600-h/P1010129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375029518880193154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spfw3ooXuoI/AAAAAAAABGQ/NlcTWXXEu8E/s320/P1010129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY SIX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the last day &amp;amp; we just wanted to blow our money away. at least i did. we went to YongKang street to see whats the fuss about. the famed crushed ice didnt impress me coz the mango SOOOOooOOO sour!!!!! i prefer the one in SHILIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stock up on masks. why this brand isnt in Sg, its a mystery. i am sure it will sell v well with a pricing that match face shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have bought enought to fill up 2 extra luggage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfweA7WqlI/AAAAAAAABGI/erE2tujOsYk/s1600-h/P1010169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375029078725667410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfweA7WqlI/AAAAAAAABGI/erE2tujOsYk/s320/P1010169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is my loot! some cosmetics, a few accessories and several packs of masks!!! which is simply a big love of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfvsBnj0VI/AAAAAAAABF4/tGtbx3xbdBA/s1600-h/P1010175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375028219917619538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfvsBnj0VI/AAAAAAAABF4/tGtbx3xbdBA/s320/P1010175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blew my last few NT dollars on shoes. i wonder why... why must i enter the shoe shops... while waiting for lemon green tea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which reminds me, a pair of ALDO shoes on sale is cheaper than the average pair of shoes on sale in departmentals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfvMi221UI/AAAAAAAABFw/eTUgYrnJIz0/s1600-h/P1010176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375027679084336450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/SpfvMi221UI/AAAAAAAABFw/eTUgYrnJIz0/s320/P1010176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny moment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friend joked (at least i hope its a joke) to a cab driver that bringing me along with her is like bringing a very blurr little sister. she wish she can throw her away... so that she dun need to worry for me on top of herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what the cab driver said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said: "ok, u can throw her to me... i will bring her back and make her my wife!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Uber incredulous. i find it funny to a certain extent. hahhahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess this trip didnt have much surprises and is pretty much like wat i anticipated. which is good in a way. made it back in one piece safely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4587218265247806017?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4587218265247806017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4587218265247806017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/08/taipei-2-aug-27-aug-2009.html' title='taipei 2 Aug - 27 Aug 2009'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Spf8hXN2dzI/AAAAAAAABIg/ivc-ALOKsX4/s72-c/P1000607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5417189573927814374</id><published>2009-08-16T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:29:19.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>district 9</title><content type='html'>i am still blogging cause i love writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched DISTRICT9 &amp;amp; i love its gritty style &amp;amp; i like the plot. i also like its portrayal of the Aliens stranded in Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially love the last few scenes cause it provided a lot of food for thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can a fellow human being be more than willing to kill its own species?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can a different species be more than willing to protect a human being who is more unlike than like them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did it happen that humans have less compassion for their own species compared to aliens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how...? why...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5417189573927814374?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5417189573927814374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5417189573927814374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/08/district-9.html' title='district 9'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-3455287976071038465</id><published>2009-08-12T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:25:59.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCBC mightsaver ad aug 09</title><content type='html'>whenever i see the current OCBC Mightsaver Ad, i just feel irked and pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that the message it is sending just kinda degrades the female populations. and it degrades them right from they are just kids. as seem through my twenty-something-years-old mind. (not sure about what the kids think though, would be interesting to find out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get that the core message is to encourage kids to save much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but isnt it for a rainy day, as my teachers advocated during my primary sch days???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the kid want to save up his money so that he is deemed qualified and eligible enough to ask his female classmate out!? Gosh! will the female classmate turned up her nose if she knows that the kid is not a mighty saver &amp;amp; doesnt have one hundred dollars(or should it be million?) in his bank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do they equate desirability with money? as though all girls make friends with boys based on how much they &lt;em&gt;saved...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer saving for a rainy day over saving for a member of the opposite sex just so that he/she is impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is just dumb and materialistic. &amp;amp; implying that girls will choose bread over money any time any day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;the feminist in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-3455287976071038465?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3455287976071038465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/3455287976071038465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/08/ocbc-mightsaver-ad-aug-09.html' title='OCBC mightsaver ad aug 09'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4376573169250680974</id><published>2009-08-08T22:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:45:18.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good FoooOOood</title><content type='html'>we had been enjoying really good food for past working week! we went to Earle's Swensens to take advantage of the one-for-one promo lunch main course &amp;amp; it was very worth it. less than $50 for 4 of us. i guess the best part is that each main course comes with free flow salad bar. hence you are gauranteed to be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know me, i am not a person who lives on salad, but the greens are fresh &amp;amp; i esp like the mango chicken salad :) in fact, my other colleagues like it so much we went back again in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2Mh0GAbMI/AAAAAAAABFo/kpbTczMCfTQ/s1600-h/Photo0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367600843442908354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2Mh0GAbMI/AAAAAAAABFo/kpbTczMCfTQ/s320/Photo0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2MVUpQqWI/AAAAAAAABFg/g8bI-ObOIRw/s1600-h/Photo0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367600628842408290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2MVUpQqWI/AAAAAAAABFg/g8bI-ObOIRw/s320/Photo0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2MKkAfcDI/AAAAAAAABFY/RgbDU0adpDQ/s1600-h/Photo0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367600443987816498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2MKkAfcDI/AAAAAAAABFY/RgbDU0adpDQ/s320/Photo0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was our 2nd anniversay. so i think we are entitled to splurge... on food at least. we went to the PS cafe at dempsey. nice ambience. main course so-so but i do love the chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2L2PEqVaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/4Rc2BGLGDM4/s1600-h/Photo0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367600094770779554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2L2PEqVaI/AAAAAAAABFQ/4Rc2BGLGDM4/s320/Photo0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it is the first time i see fish n chip served up in a bowl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2LmlRuRyI/AAAAAAAABFI/JnA0eC79B0s/s1600-h/Photo0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367599825853237026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2LmlRuRyI/AAAAAAAABFI/JnA0eC79B0s/s320/Photo0264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i ordererd a brasied chicken pie which i cant finish. i like the mash potatoe texture but too bad that isnt much gravy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2LcFVJ3hI/AAAAAAAABFA/98CfQ7nQxlE/s1600-h/Photo0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367599645479001618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2LcFVJ3hI/AAAAAAAABFA/98CfQ7nQxlE/s320/Photo0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ... the desert! double chocolate cak with vanila ice cream. we were very very full. but we managed to stuff the cake inside us. hahahah. if you like moist, warm cake with rich chocolatey taste, this is a must try!:) very rich!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too many calories in a day. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2LNSnbHlI/AAAAAAAABE4/mc50qSqqKpg/s1600-h/Photo0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367599391347252818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2LNSnbHlI/AAAAAAAABE4/mc50qSqqKpg/s320/Photo0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think my bf is a poor thing, he doesnt deserve to be fat! or round! hahah. because his appetite is actually considered small for his size. hurhururhurhuhr. regardless. i still *heart* you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he mentioned he MIGHT be outstationed. if so, i think it will be great! i will be praying you get this big break. i can only hope he will be outstationed in countries which i actually can afford (and look forward) to visit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4376573169250680974?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4376573169250680974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4376573169250680974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-foooooood.html' title='Good FoooOOood'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sn2Mh0GAbMI/AAAAAAAABFo/kpbTczMCfTQ/s72-c/Photo0243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-8174632212150940058</id><published>2009-08-05T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:46:47.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLS D&amp;D 2009</title><content type='html'>we are lucky that we choosen the first flight to KL and not the second. we are lucky that we chose to take the train and not the cab even though it's slightly more expensive per head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because our colleagues from the second flight bumped into a demonstration when they were in the cab going to the hotel. jam there for quite a few hours &amp;amp; very innocently too. time was of essence and the plans they made to go shopping before the D&amp;amp;D was thrown upside down. the demonstration pretty much took up 90% of the original free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 5.30 am to catch the 8am flight. Many thanks to ALEX SHIEH who help me print out the silkair confirmation slip. Many thanks to ALEX SHIEH for waking up at 6pm to pass me that. you are truly a good friend for keeps! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;D was enjoyable. nothing to complain about... despite i had drawn a mini fridge in the sure win lucky draw. i mean, how am i supposed to go shopping with that in tow? lucky i got a colleague who help me to handcarry to Sg together on his earlier flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other colleagues won a tissot watch and a WII as well. how cool is that? lucky peeps!:) SLS ppl are quite lucky as a whole. i mean, in that whole D&amp;amp;D that is 140 of Msians and only 10 of us. there is 15 special lucky draw prize winners and 2 of them are from SLS! whats the probability of that happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiger beer happens to be a free flow drink which none of us are interested in. =X the HR director was desperate of ppl to finish the barrel of beer he ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;D pics are at my facebook if anyone is keen to see. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a good night sleep at Le Meridian, we were off to explore shopping malls again. hurhuhur. i am never tired of shopping. truly a shoppaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my hair at a really good price. if i live in KL, i would probably be a regular with that salon. i am pretty satisfied with the results. jeap yip (my last visited salon) really really pales in comparision and i am left to search for a cheap and good salon which i can be loyal to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though work is not very stressful i wonder how come i feel tired so easily. i feel like i cant keep my eyes open. my eyes are reduce to tiny slits because my eyelids feel too heavy to open them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many friends whom i yearn to catch up with. i really cant wait to see them again. sigh. it really feels like we forsaken each other in our busy lives... how many friends will i be left with at the end of the day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-8174632212150940058?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8174632212150940058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/8174632212150940058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/08/sls-d-2009.html' title='SLS D&amp;D 2009'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4712897739575098477</id><published>2009-07-30T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:26:45.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood:bouyant</title><content type='html'>hm, i am pleasantly surprised that they called me for a sec interview. i totally gave up any expectations cause they told me if i were to be shortlisted, i would receive a call on sat itself. i didnt &amp;amp; i thought it would be the end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. sometimes when one truly habour no expectations, things will turn out to be better. thing will work itself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. i am feeling this way. things will work itself out. things will right itself. i shouldnt fret. just go with the flow &amp;amp; be happy go lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i suddenly feel very patriotic. cause i am so proud of spore. maybe cause it nearing national day again. i am amazed and proud that construction projects i.e. shopping malls, spring up so often &amp;amp; frequent. they get constructed without anyone caring much so it feels like, all it takes is a weekend and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TA DAH&lt;/span&gt; we get a new shopping mall to explore all over agin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;this is the way i feel towards ION. i've yet to finish exploring but i already think it definitely lift Orchard Road up a few notches in terms of the (shopping) places to visit in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4712897739575098477?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4712897739575098477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4712897739575098477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/07/moodbouyant.html' title='mood:bouyant'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5211804371922362565</id><published>2009-07-25T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:20:38.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another 'no''</title><content type='html'>well, i have been to about 4 interviews with prospective employers now &amp;amp; i made the mark for none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok cause all involve hideous amt of traveling courtesy of my ulu home address. UGHHHHH. why am i disadvantaged BECAUSE of where i live?? why do i FEEL disadvantaged because of where i live???? prospective employers think that i live TOO FAR from the office. omg. i hate it. i wanna live in places like TPY, AMK, TBR... sux sux sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. went to interview for product exec. i guess deep down my sixth sense know i cant make it. i was intimidated slightly by the interviewer who was pretty tough talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still was pleasantly surprised when they DID call me. though its because they wanna offer me a position as account exec. jeex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez. i didnt impress as a product/mktg exec but i left behind a impression that made them think i will be a good account person? Is it my amazing rapport building skills??? my pleasant disposition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. diasappointing. then i just stay in my current co, they wanna train me as account exec anyway &amp;amp; i am learning from the sales manager himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have decided to take a break from looking out for jobs.  i think i am having crisis at work. sourcing premiums is a headache. so is making something that people will buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-5211804371922362565?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5211804371922362565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5211804371922362565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-no.html' title='yet another &apos;no&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1568480646076694365</id><published>2009-07-17T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:43:25.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>progress</title><content type='html'>i've already spend 1.5 years in this lovely company of mine. i think i no longer am a job hopper coz i am happy where i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i grew a lot a lot too. time seem to past by very fast week after week and i feel tired regardless of how taxing (or not taxing) work is. i wonder why. maybe i am just getting old. i feel llike i experience too much compared to peers who are still schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had gone though my first appraisal here &amp;amp; given proper decent increment! its encouraging to see my boss n colleagues getting promotion coz this company believes in retaining talents and also taking action to show its appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week seems extra short coz we did a fair amt of trade visiting...  but still,  i feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month is the first time that i spend SOOooOOOO much just on stuff for myself! holiday, handphone, skincare, clothes, shoes, bags... everything add up to my MONTHLY salary!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i am still shopping around for a pair of sneakers &amp;amp; cap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1568480646076694365?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1568480646076694365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1568480646076694365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/07/progress.html' title='progress'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-4797611552882481839</id><published>2009-07-03T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:55:11.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concrete plans</title><content type='html'>here are some concrete plans worth sharing&lt;br /&gt;1- my soft ins event is tomorrow, 4pm. less than 24 hours away but i am still here. if i need to rehearsal at least 3 times- i need about 2 hours. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-D&amp;amp;D is early-aug. erm. not as exciting.i am not saying i cant wait. need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- 5 day trip to taipei is in mid- aug. i cant wait. HOLIDAYYY. need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- i "heart" pixon. even though its touchscreen and my SE contacts are all screwup and i cant be bothered to make everything consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is pretty fun and made up of loads of laughter. i laugh so much that i'm slightly worried that ppl cant take me seriously or may find me annoying. but if work isnt fun what's the point of working and going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something miraculous to share- we hit our last financial year's targets despite the stupid bursting of economy!!!!!!!! very WOW. maybe it is due to trade overloading/overstocking instead of true sales... but really who can blame the sales dpt when they delivered good news like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-4797611552882481839?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4797611552882481839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/4797611552882481839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/07/concrete-plans.html' title='concrete plans'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-5429357984635674293</id><published>2009-06-21T14:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:56:46.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drag me to hell</title><content type='html'>everytime for the past 3 saturdays, i had been trying to go to the night safari with bf. but it always had to rain on me... &amp;amp; when it rains, we will have to take a rain cheque. why is my luck so great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our wet weather plan included catching a movie. DRAG ME TO HELL. i like! i like its blatant b-grade feel and the ridiculous special effects that just happen to be funny and gross. one doesnt need to care about the plot &amp;amp; should just enjoy being grossed out :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sj3YlnzRG7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/UteWrudsIQg/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349670073236790194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sj3YlnzRG7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/UteWrudsIQg/s320/DSC02288.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/24222299-5429357984635674293?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5429357984635674293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/5429357984635674293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/06/everytime-for-past-3-saturdays-i-had.html' title='drag me to hell'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ct64cJLm43Y/Sj3YlnzRG7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/UteWrudsIQg/s72-c/DSC02288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24222299.post-1944602505933409254</id><published>2009-06-11T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:07:51.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plans</title><content type='html'>plans changed. ad hoc plans always rule. all the planning might wreaked due to unforseen circumstances i.e. H1n1. (whoever thought of that??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sale! i would love to buy buy buy but i am damm worried i will end up jobless... one fine day. things are not going well and one big way to cut cost is to cut me. i know it. i know it. i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i really know whats the taste of joblessness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying dammm hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24222299-1944602505933409254?l=franklyebu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1944602505933409254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24222299/posts/default/1944602505933409254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franklyebu.blogspot.com/2009/06/plans.html' title='plans'/><author><name>eve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11714252385199718811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkyADYoGEEY/TklAgOdvg-I/AAAAAAAABgk/M2bJlRShjTg/s220/P1060926.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
