<?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-9901724</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:42:06.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THESE WORDS ARE MY OWN.....</title><subtitle type='html'>the rest is still unwritten...........</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-5005610171257459924</id><published>2007-04-14T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T12:12:46.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 539px; HEIGHT: 378px" height="512" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/untitled-1.jpg" width="695" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Finally they've got sumtink to proof...hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Congratulations on ur long awaited engagment yah! Nw looking forward to the nxt BIG event.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-5005610171257459924?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/5005610171257459924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=5005610171257459924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/5005610171257459924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/5005610171257459924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-theyve-got-sumtink-to-proof.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-1159763637083457129</id><published>2007-04-12T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T12:25:22.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disturbing + Shocking = &lt;em&gt;I could only smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I logged into my friendster and I received a msg frm a stranger. He claimed he knew a friend of mine and was asking abt her condition. The msg was a disturbing one. I was asking myself, should i reply this fella? Oh wait..I should ask this fren of mine 1st as she's a no stranger to me. I send her an sms for clarification. She replied wanting me to block that person and don't replied him a single word. She said he's a psycho. So as not to make tings worst, I do wat she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I received another SMS frm her. Her SMS read : Yan, I wanna tel u sumting. But u hv to promise me dat you will not tell the rest pls. My heart was beating pretty fast. I was afraid to know, i feared that wat dat stranger was mentioning abt her was the truth. She SMSed me back, saying it got nuthin to do with that 'psycho'. DAT was such a GREAT relieve! Awhile later she called me on my mobile. She said "i got married last FEB and im due nxt mth." I'm lost for words for a moment. But at the same time im excited that she's carrying a baby boy. I really didn't know how to react! Our converstion was full of laughter &amp; giggles. No harsh words frm me. Cos wat done can't be undone..i'm proud of her in a way, she wanna nurture that baby rather go for another option. And face the music &amp;amp; move on... Hope everything will go smoothly for her &amp;amp; the baby..For nw let's just keep on smiling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-1159763637083457129?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/1159763637083457129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=1159763637083457129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/1159763637083457129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/1159763637083457129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2007/04/disturbing-shocking-i-could-only-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-1180618205165584464</id><published>2007-04-06T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:07:50.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;IT AIN'T OVER YET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="499" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/GAlsFun030.jpg" width="622" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;HEY! Guess wat??! We didn't end our meeting just like that...we had cuppa's of ice coffee to call it a day! Yup! And im glad we did.. And mind you, it was already 10:45pm. Hang out at TTC &amp; laze ard &amp;amp; camera whoring AGAIN la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;BIG THANKS to Sharon's BF, Jason for sending us to our destinations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 221px" height="502" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/GAlsFun022.jpg" width="608" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 221px" height="373" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/GAlsFun021.jpg" width="307" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUMMY LICIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 258px" height="402" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/GAlsFun029.jpg" width="620" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="478" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/GAlsFun027.jpg" width="450" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="262" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p310/Liana_shammad/GAlsFun020.jpg" width="446" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till we meet AGAIN....tata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-1180618205165584464?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/1180618205165584464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=1180618205165584464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/1180618205165584464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/1180618205165584464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-aint-over-yet-hey-guess-wat-we-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-117636535916475133</id><published>2007-04-05T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:06:59.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;GALS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the girls up today for some catching up &amp; dinner. Its been quite a long time since i met sharon &amp;amp; huixian. So, we planned to have our meeting point @ city hall before proceeding to Marina. Got an sms frm Viki, she gonna be late as she was stuck in the meeting. She's very busy lately due to her 6 staff resigning at the same time. Furthermore nobody assisting her as yet. Handling the interviews, payrolls etc...make her actually stayed in the office till late at night. When i mean late, its really late hokay; like 11pm. She's super iron lady! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;I approached Sharon who was busy messaging &amp; Huixian who was looking out for me. When i came closer to them. When they saw me...Sharon was quoted saying, she didn't recognised me at 1st, probably bcus of my 'nerdy' look nw, short hair &amp;amp; with specs. Same goes for Huixian. Sharon was already starving and we went hurriedly to marina. Head down secret recipe. She had her tomyam noodle, huxian had the catch of the day which is was like fish &amp; chips &amp;amp; i had Spaghetti Bolognaise. We had our dinner at slow pace as we're expecting Viki to join us soon,but except for Sharon who was really famished, as she said HUNGRY = ANGRY...Hahaha..By the time Viki arrived, we're already done for our dinner. As not to let Viki had her dinner alone we ordered few cakes foe dessert. Viki ordered her Kids meal which include 4 tiny winny burger hashbrown shaped in Alphabets. So cute isnt it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;After dinner &amp; dessert done, we went for a walk around Marina Square.. Me &amp;amp; sharon shopped for some cute undies at a reasonable cost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;We found a great spot to have our pictures snapped! Although there's so many shoppers passeed us by, we dun seemed to be bothered; some even let out a giggle. I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Perhaps we're too obsessed with the photo taking session till without realising the time had passed 10pm..hw fast! We decided to call it a Day and back to city hall again to catch the train home. Its so true when people say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME FLIES PRETTY FAST WHEN URE HAVING SO MUCH FUN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate that :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=lt&amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376158140334&amp;site=widget-ae.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=13&amp;cy=lt&amp;amp;amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=288230376158140334&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/p1/288230376158140334/lt_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=13&amp;cy=lt&amp;amp;amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=288230376158140334&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/p2/288230376158140334/lt_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-117636535916475133?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/117636535916475133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=117636535916475133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/117636535916475133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/117636535916475133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2007/04/gals-just-wanna-have-fun-i-met-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-117574583382174016</id><published>2007-04-05T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T12:03:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NETWORKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Should i be blogging abt this...? maybe i should. U know what! im into this networking thingy rite nw &amp; we're working our &lt;em&gt;ass&lt;/em&gt; of this. We've seen people succeed for real, and even Robert Kiyosaki recommend to have this biz as its another way of getting rich. My hubby decided to have a GO in this to retire young &amp; with financial &amp; time freedom. I don't know whether you guys heard abt this, but some do have misconceptions abt networking. People say it doesn't work and even say its a SCAM. But do you really find out wat it is?? For me to find out more on this, i've got to be IN. What is there to be afraid of?? You're not investing for a BIG amt of money, you are only required to pay $68 per annum to be a member and be a 100% user of the product. I mean what's the risk? Its not even like selling insurance! And people were like 'scattered' away like mad from us when we ask them to join in this biz. Some just refused to pick up our calls, hang up &amp; when we smsed them, we didn't even received a single reply or a call back.And they make us wonder... This happened after we met them &amp; talk abt the biz. WE somehow felt smacked in the face when friends treated us that way. They seemed to be avoiding us. Perhaps they think we're both crazy &amp; foolish to be part of this networking. I mean they can simply gave us a call or sms us back, saying they're not interested or watever the reason is. Is that too hard to ask for?? Its not as if we're going to pester or force them after they have said NO. Dats not our way.. at least give us an answer, for us to understand. Our aim is not for our reasons only, we do want you to be successful too cos we care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;Previously, I hardly had any goals for myself. Im often said, what are goals to me, when I do know im not able to achieve it. Goals are just pointless! But after joining this, I finally see whats there beyond me. I've recognised my goals for the future &amp; I won't be revealing it cos it has yet to be pursued. Don't prejudge yourself &amp;amp; just go for opportunies that comes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-117574583382174016?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/117574583382174016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=117574583382174016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/117574583382174016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/117574583382174016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2007/04/networkingshould-i-be-blogging-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-117574130549351171</id><published>2007-04-03T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T10:48:25.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK for good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;Hey people! Apologies for not blogging for quite sometime. I merely lost touch of this blog world eversince marriage life &amp; not to mention a HOP onto another job had taken place. And not forgetting, time really flies super duper fast especially when you're having so much fun! Just to update you guys quite abit, im now residing in &lt;s&gt;Paris&lt;/s&gt; Pasir Ris, working in Tagore Lane. For those who are wondering where's this location, its very near to Upper Thomson &amp;amp; its quite &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt;. For me to be there frm Mon - Fri, i've got to be readied &amp; out frm my house by 7.20pm, took a bus to another bus stop which has the service to Yishun Interchange. And dat is not it! Got to take another bus service to the bus stop near my working plc.And still got to walk&lt;em&gt;(ard 15min)&lt;/em&gt; further in to get to the office. You see, its quite tough for me to get use to this kind of routine for a couple of months. But after sometime, i seemed to go with the flow, although its quite lethargic at times. This is also one of the reason why i've gone 'blog missing'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;So, with all tings packed in my head..why do i go blogging again? I've thot for once, im going to shut this blog of mine. but after much consideration, eventually i relinquished the idea. To me its another 'mode' of expressing my true thots &amp;amp; feelings, getting in touch with my friends &amp;amp; updating them with my life. I'm actively back to blog again for good.. &lt;em&gt;i hope &lt;s&gt;so&lt;/s&gt;, not to disappoint my fella readers again. Insya-Allah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-117574130549351171?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/117574130549351171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=117574130549351171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/117574130549351171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/117574130549351171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-for-goodhey-people-apologies-for.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-116714749745031588</id><published>2006-12-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T11:20:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've a place in our hearts always....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Its been already 4 yrs...waiting for you to make the BIG surprise for that little appearance. You gave us joy &amp; happiness especially to someone that's carrying and nurturing you from inside... As you grew bigger &amp;amp; your kicks were harder, those moments were truly amazing..the feeling was awesome! Days after days &amp; months passes without realising you shall see the world very soon, we are somehow prepared you for that...with just a month to go, we were already expecting you, my dear. Mummy &amp;amp; daddy had ur room furnished, your little clothings stacked neatly, your diapers ready, your booties &amp; 'lil boxing gloves' to keep you warm, your stroller just awaiting for your arrival, to have you tucked comfortably inside &amp;amp; pushed it slowly to put you to sleep... As for me, I had surprises for you &amp; Mummy! Your Daddy going to like it for sure.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;however, things didn't go the way as planned. Things didn't go the way it was meant to be... You make your way out slightly early but you didn't make it thru... We're truly sorry, we can't even hold you now.., but we know you're definitely gone for good, making your way to heaven. Its hard for Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy, but rest assured my dear, they'll pull this through. I know its devastating for them and even myself find it tough to accept the fact you're leaving us behind... Its a sudden loss, we've lost someone precious, someone we're longing to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rest in peace baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Al-fateha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I share my grieves with you, Lena &amp; Hyrul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My condolenses to the demise of your little one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Semoga Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas rohnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amin ya rabbal Alamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/1600/834737/box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/320/466306/box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Little box awaits for your arrival... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/1600/263377/box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/320/227821/box2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will somehow be left untouched for now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-116714749745031588?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/116714749745031588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=116714749745031588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/116714749745031588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/116714749745031588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/12/youve-place-in-our-hearts-always.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-116393797897888383</id><published>2006-11-19T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:57:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparklee.com"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 89px" height="75" alt="http://www.sparklee.com - glitter text" src="http://img5.mytextgraphics.com/sparklee/2006/12/12/63f35356aa1e22ac0f695a8dbea5ec3a.gif" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;We're back on track now! Its time for lil break &amp; entertainment and we deserve it; afterall working 5 days in a week can drive you NUTS!! Give urself a pat on the back for going thru those days w/o any fail; no mcs dat is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;As usual our way of treating ourself for something simple and yet enjoying is our regular visit to the movies @ cineleisure Orchard. We opt for STEP UP, as i luv shows w/those dancing stuff in them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Simple story line, straight to the point &amp; the dancing, the dancers, the music were fabulous!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Watch it by all means! NO regrets, i guaranteed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;if u like dancing dat is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/stepup6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/stepup6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can u do this? Look NO strings attached&lt;em&gt;(i guess so)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Main Cast : Channing Tatum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/stepup6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/channing_tatum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/channing_tatum2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/channing_tatum1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/channing_tatum1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot moves!&lt;br /&gt;(Channing &amp; Jenna)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/stepup10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/stepup10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So damn flexible la this guy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/th-112.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/th-05848.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/th-UP_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-116393797897888383?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/116393797897888383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=116393797897888383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/116393797897888383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/116393797897888383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/11/were-back-on-track-now-its-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-116157693957602122</id><published>2006-10-31T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:50:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparklee.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="76" alt="http://www.sparklee.com - glitter text" src="http://img4.sparklee.com/2006/10/22/99166d8644c01306b1f977f20ed09b4b.gif" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;A month had passed, without realising we've come to the end of Ramadhan&lt;em&gt;(fasting month). &lt;/em&gt;Suddenly i felt awkward, its like not so looking forward to Hari Raya... but why is this happening?? Its been 8 months since our marriage, many changes are happening, away with mum is so tough &amp; i missed her badly though we dropped by quite often but it wasn't the same anymore. Been with mum for the past 25 years and out of the sudden im staying w/another family, who don't know me that well except my hubby. I missed all the stuffs i did for Hari Raya with mum &amp;amp; sisters; housekeeping, cooking; lazing around &amp; watch Hari Raya programme on the eve of Hari Raya, put up the curtains, shopping, visiting relatives together. I just wish these things can just stay. Now, I don't even know wat to do when come Hari Raya. Confusions strike up on whose house on the top list for our visits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Eventually and am very glad we pull this thru together w/o any friction spark up and every visits was a memorable one....We manage to cover up most of the v.i.ps like our parents, grandparents, frm the eldest aunties &amp;amp; uncles as well as to the younger ones. We didn't miss abit except those cousins of mine which is yet to go....nxt yr mayb. Hahahh... Nw i shall end this entry with photos, fotos &amp; photos... enjoyx! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/1600/539728/24102006153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/320/109084/24102006153.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/1600/305150/24102006155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5869/741/320/963530/24102006155.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*THERE'S ALOT MORE PHOTOS BUT BLOGGER SUMHW DOESN'T WANT THEM TO BE UPLOADED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WILL TRY AGAIN...HAVE SOME PATIENCE PLEASE...THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparklee.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-116157693957602122?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/116157693957602122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=116157693957602122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/116157693957602122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/116157693957602122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/10/month-had-passed-without-realising.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115908301332620359</id><published>2006-09-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:24:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparklee.com"&gt;&lt;img height="75" alt="http://www.sparklee.com - glitter text" src="http://img1.sparklee.com/2006/09/23/9847b5bc0ad8cb4333b7996595fae27e.gif" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/Picture%20002.0.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Met up w/ the gals today : - Sharifah, Dian &amp; Diana. Sharifah brought along her laptop and cds of her wedding albums &amp;amp; also her wedding video. So do i, i brought along mine too, to share our wonderful moments. We were all excited &amp; never came across our mind our meeting since our ITE days, could be so much fun. Dian was as usual late, but hwever we waited for her before making the orders. She soon arrived &amp;amp; for goodness sake she is as crazy as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We slacked &amp; laze around like nobody business, cos the place was so authentic,and the ambience was so cosy which made u feel like ure at home. I love it or rather we love it! We chatted along as we browse thru sharifah's wedding photos &amp;amp; at the same time made fun of her candid shots. We end up laughing out loud followed by giggles.... When it comes to my turn, they kind of awed, w/o much laughter. mayb becos mine aren't as many photos as sharifah's. But neways, both me &amp; sharifah had our time(wedding) passed. So left the 2 ladies out there. So when will dat gonna be???? Nw i shall had these photos shown, applause please...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/co_baladi4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="285" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/co_baladi4.2.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20006.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/Picture%20006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20015.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/Picture%20015.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20014.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/200/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20014.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/Picture%20014.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115908301332620359?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115908301332620359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115908301332620359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115908301332620359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115908301332620359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-time-met-up-w-gals-today-sharifah.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115885241272544285</id><published>2006-09-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:32:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIKI'S BIRTHDAY TREAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've decided to meet viki today to celebrate her birthday in advance. Meeting her in city hall as usual cos we ran out of time and its sort of like last minute thingy, plus there's not much better place to go. Anyway, im all set to give her surprise treat &amp; a small gift. She still looked the same old viki, not much changes, still cool &amp;amp; nonsensical. And our common words, like calling each other pompuan still lingers on. We walked the whole Raffles City as Suntec City is 'secured' for the IMF. We went to Adidas shop 1st, den proceed to Levis. Surprisingly nuthin interesting caught my attention to shop. G200 is our next stop, guess wat! Viki bought a blouse w/my recommendation of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My stomach was growling, as if ive not eaten for years but i'm cool about it. Viki finally made the cue that we should have our dinner. We settled for Sakura, our orders are Black Pepper Chicken, Seafood Soup, Kang Kong Belacan(Vikis Favorite), Oyster Omelette, 2 plain rice, lime juice for viki &amp; an ice lemon tea for me. Btw we ordered everyting in small, just for your info dat is. Its so appetising, should have taken pictures of them, but totally forgotten abt it, perhaps can't bear the hunger any longer. We talked and we munched the food dwn. Glad to meet her, as i could actually 'let it out of my chest' which had been too congested to stuff in some more. She listens....,attentive, her point of view somehow made me much better. Thanks alot Viki! Oh yah, btw when we were abt to part, i handed her a small gift, and she looked rather surprise! Wishing her a Very Hepi Wonderful Birthday and May God bless her.......:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/Picture%20003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/Picture%20003.1.jpg" border="2" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Viki doing me favor by posing w/ a bag, which i thot of buying for my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115885241272544285?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115885241272544285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115885241272544285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115885241272544285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115885241272544285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/09/vikis-birthday-treative-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115630721767740727</id><published>2006-08-23T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T14:13:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEE WAT I'VE GOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Presenting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/nokia-n73-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/nokia-n73-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS N73.....woohoooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/nokia-n73.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/nokia-n73.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;(PICTURES COURTESY FRM GSMARENA.COM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm loving it for sure....but i do miss my 7610 tho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Excellent phone with great features!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115630721767740727?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115630721767740727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115630721767740727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115630721767740727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115630721767740727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/08/see-wat-ive-got-presenting.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115492968651473669</id><published>2006-08-07T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:01:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going For Click&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;Its been quite a while since we watch a movie. Reason being: too bz with weddings, household chores, too exhausted to even step out of the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;NOOOOO!! We must put a stop to this &amp; it must'nt prolong any longer. And that is why, Adam Sandler is always the reason to give ourselves a break and watch his movie without fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/poster1_full.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/poster1_full.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333300;"&gt;Click isn't our 1st &amp; foremost choice, but due to the time slot which is more 'appropriate' than the rest, so we click on CLICK. Book tix online, so that we dun have to rush to ciniplex and its part of being sporeans neway, Kiasuism! hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;Im expecting this show to be hilarious all the way, but didn't expect it gonna make u weep, Well, the lady beside me did actually teared silently, when she took a tissue out of her bag and began wiping something on her face&lt;em&gt;(its definitely tears la), &lt;/em&gt;I knew it, she's crying. Don't be surprise, i cried too...my tears just flow freely,(thank God, my hubby didn't notice it or else he's gonna make fun of me the whole day) its those touching moments &amp;amp; part of the story n i thot it gonna have a poignant ending. Its for you guys to know hw it ends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333300;"&gt;Believe me, its not a waste to watch...at least buy the cd, if u prefer watching at home &amp; save the dollar$. Way to go click! 2 thumbs Up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115492968651473669?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115492968651473669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115492968651473669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115492968651473669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115492968651473669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/08/going-for-click-its-been-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115407720681567875</id><published>2006-07-17T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T17:04:27.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is it....im leaving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Its time! im gone for the better... i used to ponder when my colleagues had to leave the company for better prospect or to pursue studies, i asked myself when will my turn be. its unpredictable, really.... u can never know when opportunities come. But when it comes, it knocks just once and u decide to leave or to stay. And this is it... my time has come. I can't survive any longer at Panasonic, with different people taking over, i tink i rather not stay. Ive worked w/the techs for almost 2 yrs and i must say i've got no regrets. we get along well, we settled our differences with much respect. They make the place a better to work in.. We were in our happier times then... when changes came in abruptly. First, Susan left followed by Daniel(he was asked to go cos someone just couldn't stand him)den lisa, den its me... its good in the sense, i don't hv to face him anymore, i don't hv to follow his instructions which i never did, i don't hv to see his biasness, and most importantly i respect his decision ~ i was told by a trusted source, im the next one to be 'eliminated' after daniel. so there u go... im giving u face now, hope u enjoy your stay @ panasonic. i don't mean to be rude, but im not hard up to work with you. Kindly pls look yourself in the mirror 1st ok, don't try to act smart or rather yah yah papaya. Btw this is way=t u wanted.... eliminate us one by one but instead one by one leaving you to handle the HPCC, not forgetting ur SUPER assistant which u promised her a contract....i just do hope u don't play her out and put her in high hopes cos she really counting on you. Enough said, i shall present you my last day pix @ panasonic... i thot i would cry, but i didnt.... i cried on thursday instead when weling handed me a scrap bk titled 'our memories'. she started crying, when i saw her cry i cried too. i possibly can't see people crying, im prone to cry when i saw someone crying.... i just can't see ppl cry, i tink i feel the emotions inside her...its ok babe, we'll keep in touch alrite, i heed your advice to drink plenty of water, i'll miss u saying Baozhong, shouting &amp; mispronouncing my name in purpose ~ Nornana. The junior babes of HPCC, lisa &amp;amp; peisee. i really enjoyed working w/u both! peisee, just bear for another week hokay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115407720681567875?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115407720681567875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115407720681567875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115407720681567875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115407720681567875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115347238628542190</id><published>2006-07-14T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:59:46.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;SCANNING TODAY? NO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mum's not going scanning today for sure, its gonna be tommorow morning. I'm worried sick for mum &amp; yet this doctors are delaying her treatment. Her scanning was scheduled today, but dun noe for wateva reason they gotta to do it tomoro instead. According to mum, the docs said they shall do a full body scanning tomoro, if today will not be a full body. But why??? Different machine ah?? i still wonders... nvr get to see the doc today. I simply don't understand or was it my mum who doesn't understand what the doc was saying, cos she can't really understand English... hmmmm, I understands now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115347238628542190?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115347238628542190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115347238628542190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115347238628542190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115347238628542190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/07/scanning-today-no.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115347062394417878</id><published>2006-07-13T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:43:20.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A Soothing Message, A Calming Effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt much better today, but still my heart aches when i recapped wat the specialist said yest... I went to werk as per normal and i could feel my eyes were swollen; good for me I had my glasses on to prevent frm those &lt;strong&gt;KPOs&lt;/strong&gt; frm asking wat happen to my eyes. It helps &amp; ppl didin't even notice at all.... I keep on hearing those words(doc's explaination) repeating again and again in my mind and dat hurts; really. Whenever i heard it, my tears just flows endlessly. I gotta go to the ladies &amp; get my wet eyes dried up and be composed. For once i felt helpless.... @ 9.30am sharp i was startled by my handphone's msg tone. It caught me by surprised.... it reads :~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jgn..sedih krana penyakit ibu awak. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banyak2 berdoa semoga sakitnya tidak serious &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dn dapat rawatan dgn segera. Mohon pada Allah, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia maha mendengar keluhan hambanya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Don't be saddened by ur mum's illness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always pray to God may her illness isn't serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dat she get treatment as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seek frm Allah, He listens to your sorrows) &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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This was frm my mum in-law. I tink abah saw the difference in me when i reach hm and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;salam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; him. i just couldn't control my tears. Or perhaps my hubby had told dem abt mum's plight, &amp; notice a change in me? I really don't noe..... Im just glad i have somebody to confide in other than my hubby. As for my hubby, thanks for being there for me without fail. Thanks to my colleagues(techs, Peisee,angelia,weiling), ex-colleagues(lisa,vki,tim) &amp;amp; frens like Raudha &amp; sharifah who showed so much concern and Eileen who gave a bottle of chicken essence for mum to try, cos it helps &amp;amp; improves the blood circulation, Ah wong for suggesting for Mum to eat more tomatoes. I felt so great &amp; glad to have people like you guys. Thanks gals &amp;amp; guys... N to our future Doc- Tim, u impressed me, do continue studying &amp;amp; hope u can achieve ur ambition one day :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115347062394417878?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115347062394417878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115347062394417878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115347062394417878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115347062394417878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/07/soothing-message-calming-effect-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115346719356077435</id><published>2006-07-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:33:13.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's 2nd Day Stay</title><content type='html'>I left office earlier today so that i could spend more time with mum in the hospital. Her condition did improved a little &amp; real glad that her appetite was getting even better. And she had repeatedly saying she's going to be discharge soon. She even assured me the nurses had checked her blood and it seemed fine. Dat is wat according to her, but i got the feeling she won't bw discharge dat soon, cos she had to go blood transfusion to stabilise her blood count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wateva the condition is, i do hope its nuthin serious. We still awaiting for the docs to actually brief us on wats happening to mum as why the blood count was very low. In the evening , a lung specialist (which was refered by mum's doc) approached us and began his theory. He started of by informing us wat he saw frm mum's x-ray which was taken yesterday. There's a mass, a size of an orange was seen on her upper left  lung and he can't really tell if dat 'mass' is a good or bad one. Mum got to go thru scanning tomoro for them to identify the 'mass'. My heart was thumping hard, felt lump in my throat, my mind went beserk searching for possible ways to have my mum cured, i realised i don't have any cos im not a doctor. I tried to hold back my tears, stay calm and tell myself i shouldn't shed tears in frnt of her, she mustn't see me cry. No way! Alhamdullilah, i manage to do dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned silence..... taken aback by the doctors words, i prayed hard to Allah n stay positive. On my way home, i cried my hearts out. i just can't bear it any longer...i had to let it out sumhw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115346719356077435?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115346719356077435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115346719356077435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115346719356077435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115346719356077435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/07/mums-2nd-day-stay.html' title='Mum&apos;s 2nd Day Stay'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115346455613696094</id><published>2006-07-10T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:49:16.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum you must go....pls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;My mum look kinda of unwell this few days, her face shows it all. She lost her appetite instantly and that her skin turns yellow. i feel sorry for her. For dat she became rather weak &amp; constantly coughing resulting in chest pain &amp;amp; became breathless sometimes. My sister brought her to the polyclinic to have her examined. As expected earlier, she have to be admitted to hospital. Sis col me saying mum refused to go. My mum is so hard headed and i tink i inherit dat frm her too. Thanks Mum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;I  manage to persuade her eventually &lt;strong&gt;BUT on 1 condition &lt;em&gt;:"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mak nak tengok Malim Kundang&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;dulu boleh?"&lt;/em&gt; - kelakarkan (Mak wanna watch Malim Kundang (Malay Serial Drama) 1st can? - funny isn't it) I know she's kinda of reluctant to go; its not bcos of those needles, not bcos of those BIG gigantic pills she gotta swallow but feared she'll be diagnose for some serious illness; her only fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Mak went thru a blood count test &amp; the result was extremely astonishing! Its only 5.5 compared to normal healthy person which is 12, which wasn't even 1/2. And amazingly she survived without getting herself blacked out or worst still a bad fall. She did complain of having bad headaches, but then i guess she's A STRONG WOMAN! Mum was admitted to SGH but unfortunately at that point of time they run out of beds for B class &amp; was given the C class instead. Since we've waited long enough, we agreed on having the C class wards; not much difference neway. Mum got her attire and the bed was near the entrance, she got too excited! And dat was already like 9pm when we got the bed, meaning visiting HRS are over. We try to make her feel at ease by telling her we'll come back to see her and she have lots of frens here to get acquainted. Hope everyting turns well for her.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115346455613696094?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115346455613696094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115346455613696094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115346455613696094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115346455613696094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/07/mum-you-must-gopls.html' title='Mum you must go....pls'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-115345912198558649</id><published>2006-07-02T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:53:00.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Comeback!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Thank you so much for the applause!(just imagining tings) Yah yah yah, im back eventually. At least i remember i do have a blog ...and importantly im so damn FREE now. so why not got my time in here and start updating this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;abandoned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blog. Neway got alot of things to tell yah! Just give some time to warm up for new entries... Thanks for reading and patiently waiting for another entry of mine. So sit back and enjoy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-115345912198558649?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/115345912198558649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=115345912198558649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115345912198558649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/115345912198558649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/07/comeback.html' title='A Comeback!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-114749952938125759</id><published>2006-04-13T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:57:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE REVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/ICE%20AGE%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/ICE%20AGE%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/ice%20age.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Went to catch a movie after the D n D..... Been wanting to post this entry but im kinda of bz @ werk while at hm&lt;strong&gt; NO&lt;/strong&gt; solely my &lt;strong&gt;OWN PC&lt;/strong&gt;. Pardon me for the late entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So, we've decided to watch this movie as to entertain &amp; laugh all our hearts out as the D n D is such a bore! We did had a good laugh even after the show, n mine u its already after midnite &amp;amp; we're like recalling the amusing part of the show &amp; end up bursting out loud. its so damn hilarious! Do watch it if u want to get ur self entertained &amp;amp; having ur stomach cramped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-114749952938125759?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/114749952938125759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=114749952938125759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114749952938125759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114749952938125759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/04/movie-review.html' title='MOVIE REVIEW'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-114561213220680607</id><published>2006-04-10T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:33:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;D @ Ritz Carlton (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/collage.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/collage.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooooh yes! Its here again, dnd which ive been looking forward to every year &amp; will be able to shop for dresses. This year theme is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Customs Around the World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so we had planned to wear the Indian style. My husband always doesn't get to shop as much as i do, cos he got his Indian attire recently &lt;em&gt;(during Hari Raya)&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; wore it only once! Im over excited that i took 1/2 day leave to get myself dolled up. Hehehe....so fun! oh ya btw, im really craving for the shark fin soup which i had last year, its so &lt;strong&gt;POWER&lt;/strong&gt; ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The show started off w/a BAPOK aka akua introducing himself as the host, but i find that he's trying his best to be as good as kumar, but unfortunately he got no originality. He joked but the audience didn't seem to get what he's trying to say, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like catch no balls!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;But&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;overall, I gave him 5/10, ok wat! Just pass. Cut the story short, we didnt get anyting for the lucky draws, not even the early bird draw! Nuthin at all... &amp;amp; sadly no shark fin soup too! Fyi, the top prize was 32' Plasma Tv leh. My husband's favorite! nvm we'll have it nxt year! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insya Allah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-114561213220680607?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/114561213220680607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=114561213220680607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114561213220680607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114561213220680607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/04/dd-ritz-carlton-again.html' title='D&amp;D @ Ritz Carlton (again)'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-114414078208029860</id><published>2006-03-29T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T09:40:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got my title (MRS)  on 26 Feb 06....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/collage.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt; I shall not abandon this blog any longer &amp; put you guys in suspense. As obvious as the title above sound, i shall be updating on my wedding day on 25 - 26 Feb....No longer a single &amp;amp; the best part infact was Doubled! Double joy, ive got 2 mums, 2 dads &amp; the list continues. I was declared a wife on 25th of feb when zul manage to say his vow once. &lt;em&gt;(am so relieved. well done hubby). &lt;/em&gt;I was rather tense that i teared(w/o me realising it) when he insert the ring into my finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Everything went smoothly on sat eventhough the wind cause a bit of stir during the phototaking, w/all the ceiling decos swaying vigorously, so so glad the decos are still intact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sharifah dropped by in the night &amp;amp; we talked for so long as we've not been catching up for each other for quite sometime. &lt;em&gt;Perhaps trying to get some tips eh...&lt;/em&gt; Neway, ive been wanting to have a conversation w/her. It was so fun, reminds us of our ite days. It was close to 11pm when sharifah decided i should go to bed &amp; prepare for my another BIG day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sunday - Let me just summarise wat happened on Sunday. Basically we're rushing for time, cos the kompang arrived late &amp;amp; everyting seeemed to be out of margin. Zul &amp; his 'troops' came around 2.30pm when at that time we're suppose to be on our way to Pasir Ris. We make a move around 3.15pm &amp;amp; were caught in a jam. And for your info we're frm Jurong to Pasir Ris. (the journey was already time consuming &amp; there's a jam, can u imagine???) Time just can't wait, &amp;amp; so everything continues... Zul didn't manage to meet most of his friends &amp; colleagues, dat was his sad story &lt;em&gt;la.&lt;/em&gt; My sad story part, was that i had my 2nd outfit changed &amp;amp; went back to Jurong hoping there's still people like my relatives to be there &amp; have our pictures taken again. I was surprised everything(dias &amp;amp; decos) was already dismantled! went up to the house &amp; the door was already shut, opened it &amp;amp; my family were all resting. However, got a few shots taken w/them in my 2nd outfit. but still so sad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;K kkk, enough of dat! I just wanna thank everyone for taking their time off to celebrate this joyful occasion, be part of the occasion, to those who smses me, thank you for thinking of me,. Greates Thanks to Cik Sam &amp; family, Bek mek &amp;amp; family who have been very helpful, hardworking, supportive to my needs &amp; understanding. U guys ROCK! i love your home made items, very nice &amp;amp; presentable, taste so gooood (feedback frm zul's family). Not forgetting my Sis Aisyah, who's so busy w' the camera &lt;em&gt;(camera man pun kalah),&lt;/em&gt; your pictures not too bad la hah, but still got room for improvement, thanks for helping me out. Last but not least to beloved MUM, thanks alot for preparing the door gift. Sayangggggg semuanya Luvu u all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-114414078208029860?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/114414078208029860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=114414078208029860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114414078208029860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114414078208029860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/03/got-my-title-mrs-on-26-feb-06.html' title='Got my title (MRS)  on 26 Feb 06....'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-114310809312848292</id><published>2006-03-10T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:43:18.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BeD Deco By Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/bed%20deco%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="513" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/bed%20deco%202.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="455" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/gifts.jpg" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/bed%20deco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/bed%20deco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/bed%20deco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/bed%20deco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="513" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/bed%20deco.jpg" width="513" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/bed%20deco.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Not bad, but i find abit&lt;em&gt; obit.&lt;/em&gt;  Backdrop - arrangement, sewing - by ME :). It looks better with the lightings tho. So anybody find it nice, special, unique &lt;em&gt;(perasan eh)&lt;/em&gt; &amp; want me to be part of your wedding project like bed deco, decorated gifts &lt;em&gt;(gubahan),&lt;/em&gt; you may want to contact me for further info &lt;em&gt;(self promote). &lt;/em&gt;At least let me know your suggestions/comments la... heeh. &lt;strong&gt;Btw, fyi ada jugak yang kata lawa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;in case there's someone interested /&lt;em&gt;ada yang berkenan &lt;/em&gt;- &lt;a href="mailto:norliana_shammad@yahoo.com.sg"&gt;norliana_shammad@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;drop me a mail &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; your comments below OR tag me la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-114310809312848292?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/114310809312848292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=114310809312848292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114310809312848292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114310809312848292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/03/bed-deco-by-me.html' title='BeD Deco By Me'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-114483735690005770</id><published>2006-03-01T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:48:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SweeT MemoRies of ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ou&lt;/span&gt;r &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ding&lt;/span&gt; ::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;naen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;26th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/collage2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/collage2.1.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/collage3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-114483735690005770?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/114483735690005770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=114483735690005770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114483735690005770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/114483735690005770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweet-memories-of.html' title='SweeT MemoRies of ....'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-113811602553353498</id><published>2006-01-24T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:48:36.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/changes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/changes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We're now in the mid Jan 2006. Chinese New YeAR approaching &amp; so is my wedding! Gosh! its like 30 days away! 90% of the preparations already done up, its just those lil things which need some touch up. i feared i miss out sumink important, but ive check thru my list and glad to know most TICKS are there! pheeeww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still not too late for a new resolution for 2006, but for me my 2005 resolution is yet to be fulfilled. Its to get a decent permanent job. Short &amp;amp; sweet! I need a change, man! Some changes are coming after 26 feb. Let's wait and see how things go for me. Changes can be good and bad without you realising it, the impact that actually came frm you doesn't make others feel great abt it. Change of attitude frm humble to haolian&lt;em&gt;(snobbish) &lt;/em&gt;doesn't makes it look good either. People are talking.....we listened &amp; try to make sense out of it but when it happened &amp;amp; you're the victim, u make the decision who do u wanna trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are so proud of something that they forget their roots; where the hell they came from. They are so proud like SHIT, and could even backstabs you. Its actually happening to me, and im really disappointed. So what if some people thinks highly of you when you yourself which is just a small fry doesn't respect others who are more senior than you. Wat makes you think that you're so GREAT hah! oh ya, just because you are his favorite, ooooh dats is so amazing. u must be his spy. i need to be wary of you. but please you are no one to me, don't even try to raise your voice at me. My pay doesn't come frm you and i don't hv to take orders frm you. why can't you be yourself when he's around, trying to hide your true colors, or are you a coward or just a cunning hypocrite?! you even sneaked out quietly when he's not at your sight. hah! brilliant idea... many eyes are watching YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't like this before... wat makes you change so abruptly and tremendously! just because you're frm different level, you got the position, got the attention but these doesn't mean you can get back at me for nothing. Wat wrong did i ever do to you??? i dun noe wat have got into you, you're nice in frnt of me but u stabbed me hard frm the back. i tried to ignore every words abt you, i still trusted you all this while but this is wat i get in return. if im acting weird to you, i guess you gotta ask the questions yourself cos every action there's always a reaction and what goes around, comes around.... please have a thought on what ive said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/heal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/heal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-113811602553353498?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/113811602553353498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=113811602553353498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/113811602553353498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/113811602553353498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2006/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-113526491154960732</id><published>2005-12-22T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:25:33.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat Do You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/think.jpg" width="78" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Very soon we'll be welcoming 2006. Left a few more days before the countdown of 2006 begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, not much for my resolution thingy, there are much much more important things to settle. I'm still stuck werking in Panasonic, still having the p/hr pay. Really sucky! still no luck in gettimg a perm job, i tink i didn't tried hard enough. Been werking there for a yr plus, &amp; no one seems to be bother abt my plight. Very damn unfair, the color still counts i guess. &lt;strong&gt;WERK MORE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;PAY LESS&lt;/strong&gt;, dats wat their fond of, or should i say their main goal. I heard their enjoying the christmas party in a hotel, but the thot of it makes me wanna cry out loud! WE weren't even invited to dat party of theirs, reason being &lt;strong&gt;NOT PERMANENT&lt;/strong&gt; staff WAT! Doesn't matter abt dat, its just a self interest of the co. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Why didn't they just question themselves! We contribute our service w/o any knowledge or rather proper blady training, often w/customers spoiling our day. We went hm thinking, &lt;em&gt;is there any customers left to settle?&lt;/em&gt; Most of the time, we're on our own, on our own feet - &lt;strong&gt;BAREFOOTED&lt;/strong&gt;. When help required, we're being pushed frm one end to another, but eventually we gotta face them all by ourselves. Isn't this riducolous, a BIG co w/very little co-operation &amp;amp; unsystematic. &lt;strong&gt;DIS is UTTERLY CRAP!&lt;/strong&gt; Real disappointment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;On much a happier note, the techs are inviting us to a buffet in celebrating the Christmas @ their HQ, tomorrow. So thotful of them, eventho we're not werking under them.... they were frm different co. u see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All i wanna say, eventho we're temp staffs, ths isn't the way to treat us. we're humans too. we do have feelings. Its not dat we're asking a mountain out of molehill, its not party(s) dat we want, but all we ask for - spare a thot for us - we werk for you, we're part of your co, we're your colleagues ... unless you tink otherwise, ive got nothing to say. &lt;strong&gt;IT'S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS ANYWAY, think abt it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-113526491154960732?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/113526491154960732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=113526491154960732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/113526491154960732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/113526491154960732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/12/wat-do-you.html' title='Wat Do You'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-113353742381604304</id><published>2005-12-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:30:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To :  YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/391106455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/200/391106455.jpg" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How should i put it.... hw should i face it when its actually happening right under my nose. wat do i lack of? frankly speaking i was just not given the opportunity, for goodness sake! its not i don't want to, they don't hv room or rather little damn space for me to even breathe. cut the act, u little crap! I noe when you heard the news w/my name in it, u seems to be fearful &amp; desperate, infact ur face shows it all - those unhappiness, evasiveness, trepidation &amp;amp; your eccentric moves, i saw them even though u're trying hard to hide them. U rather keep it to yourself &amp; not mention anyting abt it, but why not share your opinions w/me.... not till i bring it up &amp;amp;voice it out loud... why are u being so secretive. U're NOW treating me like somekind of opponent, enemy, hurdle, obstacle or wateva u wish to call me. I'm not that timid to face someone like you. Perhaps you people just want to manipulate me. but who cares, im just being me, being myself. if u don't like me, go ahead &amp; say u hate me. u gotta the right &amp;amp; so do i. all this ting, i feel were just full of drama, acts w/the poor castings. i really don't enjoy being part of it, so im calling it quits! hope its a wise choice, eventhough ur decision which i see as grab 1st, later see how kind. sory to say, my trusts in you are fading abruptly. you lie frm time to time for dun noe wat reason, u can't make up your mind for even small lil things let alone BIGGer decisions... A BIg handshake congrats frm me &amp; welcome to the real 'party'. so people, dun worry abt me alright....im just letting it outta my chest &amp;amp; dis is wat a blog for... if you tink im writing abt you, then i hope its a wake up call for you cos i tink you're in the dreamland... no jealousy involved cos i noe where i stand &amp; my life still moves on &amp;amp; i treasured every single beat of the time past even its bad. AS im always ready!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-113353742381604304?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/113353742381604304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=113353742381604304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/113353742381604304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/113353742381604304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-you.html' title='To :  YOU'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-112645076525701253</id><published>2005-09-11T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:02:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Break.... since i blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/thelongestyard_earlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/thelongestyard_earlyposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey there! Back again! So today is oredi 11 of Sept, right... haven't been blogging a LONNNNGG period of time. Sori, been bz, shag, moody, basically MY BRAIN shuts off to blog. I can't really explains why, but i do hope u could understand yah.. (&lt;em&gt;thank you).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to catch a show, been longing to watch a gd one since the last one which i rated the best was The Terminal. Since then, no other was worth the $$$. Booked the tix online yesterday &amp; we reached Orchard on the DOT, before the show started. Phew didnt miss a bit of the show luckily, thanks to the long winded adverts. And guess wat we managed to grab the nachos combo to fill our half emptied stomach during the show. I'm excited as usual cos Adam Sandler is in there! He's no hunk like Jon Jonsson but find him cute &amp;amp; hilarious though. The start was already so hysterically funny, waiting for wat more this show is in to. The couple beside us were as if competing for the most uncontrollable laughter title, but who cares.... we're also laughing our hearts out. Familiar faces such as Goldberg, Stone cold Steve Austin (&lt;em&gt;frm the World Wrestling Federations), &lt;/em&gt;tried their way in acting rather than having themselves bashing each other in the ring. I should say u guys ROX! &amp;amp; there's also Nelly.... no not Nelly Furtado...Its Nelly, the RNB, HipHop star. He's cool, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All ive got to say its a hell of a show, u guys should go and watch it! There's no longer The Terminal in my best rated movie list, The Longest Yard tops it all. Go and watch it if ure not into action pact, lovey dovey kinda of plot, its more to comedy and be prepared to give yourself a GOOOD laugh! My rate is 8.5 out of 10. I simply love The Longest Yard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-112645076525701253?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/112645076525701253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=112645076525701253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/112645076525701253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/112645076525701253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/09/longest-break-since-i-blog.html' title='The Longest Break.... since i blog'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-112023180941909585</id><published>2005-06-30T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:37:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its wednesday! &amp; today is when the shifting starts.. oh no! dis not gonna be easy as of 1st july everything will be on the 3rd floor no matter wat, sure gonna hv to stay late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bus which i missed 2 of them in a shot! wat the heck! im gonna be late for werk i guess. while waiting impatiently, a familiar stranger approached the bus stop. oh no its him again! remember the mad guy which i told u abt in my blog?? see he's back again, and its on wednesday! Could it be his routine? he's seemed lost! he sat on an empty seat which i felt a BIG relief, dat he chose not to sit w/me. In split secs he raised up walked towards me , stare blankly @ me &amp;amp; i just pretend not to see him(&lt;em&gt;im acting cool only).&lt;/em&gt; &amp; finally made up his mind to sit BESIDE ME! aaarggh!!! &amp;amp; another secs he's up again, walking to &amp; fro looking for sumtink while holding his shorts on his right(&lt;em&gt;like doing curtsey&lt;/em&gt;). Just pray hard bus is on the way now &amp;amp; hope to arrive soon. a guy sat beside me &amp; i really THANK GOD for dat! Alhamdullilah! He's walking towards me again &amp;amp; saw his seat was already filled he make a Big U-turn for dun noe wat reason. Bus finally came&lt;em&gt;(single deck &amp; crowded.DAMN&lt;/em&gt;!) i board the bus as to get away as fast as possible frm dat crazy fella, he just scrares me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus was so crowded dat i could only stand near the 'ticket printer'. Guess wat???!! he's trying to board the bus im in. Is he stalking me or is he just wanna go the same way as mine? he didnt get to board the bus &amp;amp; i guess i should thank the driver for dat who didnt open the entrance door &amp; drove away leaving him behind. i should say the driver hv 'experienced' him before &amp;amp; wouldn't let him board the bus eventho it can fill a few more passengers. here's a pix of him, if u see him around, watch him, relax &amp;amp; b cool. He's harmless but i tink he needs 'company'. Anyone???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-112023180941909585?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/112023180941909585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=112023180941909585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/112023180941909585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/112023180941909585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-again.html' title='Not AGAIN!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-112022918635184697</id><published>2005-06-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:47:39.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: :: :: :: Ma endless Cravings :: :: :: ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/1600/MaPix%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5869/741/320/MaPix%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started werk today, after quite an exhausting trip on Sunday &amp; a day rest on Monday! well, im actually still in the mood like staying @ hm, slack &amp;amp; laze around but the thot of my income, just shove it away. Back in office... as usual werk is like "neverending", it keeps on coming, piling &amp; loading still. Neways, on a much much much more happier note : i pampered myself to the best food eva, my addiction to bbq stingray, cockles(which i could just hv it on my own), baby kailan w/oyster sauce &amp;amp; most importantly it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be frm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWTON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Its the best i could find! so people trust me.... so sedap. take a look at this snapshot! tell me wat do ya tink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-112022918635184697?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/112022918635184697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=112022918635184697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/112022918635184697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/112022918635184697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/06/ma-endless-cravings.html' title=':: :: :: :: Ma endless Cravings :: :: :: ::'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111988027374626513</id><published>2005-06-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T22:19:50.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Trip w/The TRIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procsserv/F-oN2TJw2cODC5Cv_cD5-"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procsserv/F-oN2TJw2cODC5Cv_cD5-" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procsserv/F-oN2TJw2cODCBCv_cD6e"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its Sunday! &amp; its a Family Day in the Zoo organised by the Borneo Motors&lt;em&gt;(my bf werkplc). &lt;/em&gt;Woke up early as the transport provided gonna take off at 8am, so here we are dressed in pink. Met the Trios @ Jurong East, send by their daddy. They'll definitely gonna enjoy dis trip so much! Board the bus w/the rest of the family &amp;amp; staff co. I sat beside Ira, which really&lt;em&gt; tak tau&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;duduk diam2&lt;/em&gt;(didn't noe to sit still). So i asked her, Ira, where r we going? She replied jurong pt w/her baby ascent which i manage to understnd. i corrected her dat we are going to the zoo. So i asked her again the same question, she replied &lt;em&gt;kedai(shop). &lt;/em&gt;Hmm, perhaps she's not quite familiar where's dat plc cos dis gonna b her 1st step entering the zoo. Nvm abt dat. As for me its been such a long time since i stepped into the zoo, i tink it hv been like 10years ago...&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the entrance, we wore a badge &amp; was given a door gift; for kids: a small bagpack inclusive of magic pens, pencil case,pens, &amp; for adult(staff only) a backpack w/beach mat, minifan,2batts (i tink dat is all).&lt;br /&gt;Ira saw a lion on screen, col me, pointed to the screen &amp;amp; shouted DOG! hahah! corrected her again, its part of her learning process basically, to recognise things around her . Wen reached @ the family day spot, register the boys for colouring contest &amp; guess wat???? Iran won the a consolotion price worth $50 takashimaya voucher. Planning to get him a pair of shoes w/dat winning. Lucky draws, no luck! The family day ends @ 2.30pm &amp;amp; so we continued our journey to the rest of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan was the noisiest w/sort of questions which are not dat ez to be answered, i didnt answer all his question.... (eg: why does the lion pee dat way?) oh gosh some questions are better to be left unanswered. By 5.45pm we made our way hm, w/their parents(TRIOS) fetching us frm the zoo, all of them were so tired &amp;amp; slept soundly in the van... Before dat, Iran was quoted saying, &lt;em&gt;"Best ah Cik Yan! best sangat!"&lt;/em&gt; (its so fun, aunt yan(me),so fun!)&lt;br /&gt;Im glad they enjoy it so much, their pictures tell us all! So do view them Galleria! Hv fun viewing!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111988027374626513?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111988027374626513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111988027374626513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111988027374626513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111988027374626513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/06/zoo-trip-wthe-trios.html' title='Zoo Trip w/The TRIOS'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111984563324367094</id><published>2005-06-25T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:01:25.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Werk today wasn't as bad, its quite relaxing i must say. There's only like 2 phonecalls to answer, n both aren't difficult ones. Not much of walk-in customers as well, Dan was saying : should left some of the Friday's werk for Sat, cos it seems sat we're so free. Quite true, but all dis are just unpredictable. Werk's done at 2pm exactly. i planned to go to bugis to get 2 pink boys' polo tees for both my nephews for tomorrow's zoo trip as the dress codes are pink &amp; blue. so my bf &amp;amp; i opt to wear pink tops w/blue bottoms. Its rather hard to find pink tops for boys &amp; i guess i hv to buy dat in Giordano kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;And so i board a bus to bugis, w/the thot it gonna be much faster. Unfortunately, it was caught in a jam along the stretch of Chinatwn.. i became uneasy &amp;amp; began to hv slight giddiness which made me sumhw wanna puke anytime.(cos haven take my lunch) Thank god ive got mint plus in my bag, thanks to viki. i munch it dwn &amp; sumhw it does ease the tension. 4 traffic police &amp;amp; army personnels were to b seen, asking myself 'wats happening, why dis time, &amp; soon i saw 2 enormous, gigantic army tank on the side of the road near hillstreet. wat the heck? so u guys cause this jam huh? Finally reach bugis at 3.15pm which was taking 1/2hr longer than normal. Had my lunch 1st before hunting for those pinkie tops. Wen around bugis but Giordano Kids wasn't there, so the nearest stop is the OG building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dun wanna waste anymore time, n got dat pink tops &amp;amp; for myself a new heels. hehe, rather delighted cos i dun buy heels dat easy, sumhw dat heels caugt my attention &amp; its comfy too, eventually i bought it w/20% discount. not bad &amp;amp; i really like them....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111984563324367094?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111984563324367094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111984563324367094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111984563324367094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111984563324367094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/06/saturday-search.html' title='Saturday Search'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111979741929750267</id><published>2005-06-24T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T11:46:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid+Unreasonable+Pathetic+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;= Nonsensical IDIOT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finally its Friday!! yeah yeah yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day wen on smoothly till i receive a phonecol frm a customer.... As usual greeted him, he wans to chk his job status. Wen checked his hp was not repaired yet cos there's no sparepart for it &amp; so he started his nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: so how? i dun hv a sparephone to use.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: In dat case, we could loan u a set 1st while waiting for the sparepart to arrive. but the loan set is an old model.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: oh dats fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: so sir, wen will u b coming dwn to get ur loan set?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: huh! wat?! so u expect me to cum dwn again! ask u, hw many times must i cum dwn to ur centre? do u noe dat ur plc is so inconvenient! u wan to pay for my carpark izzit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: but i thot u wanna hv a loan set rite?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: I WANT MY SET BACK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: But sir ur set is waiting for sparepart, cos they got no stk for it at the moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: I DUN CARE! I wan my hp back! (started to condemn ACCS for their work which landed dem in hot soup)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: So u mean ure getting it back w/o any repair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: eh! i tell u wat! IM GONNA SUE U! i tink i dun wanna tok to u, col ur superior, manager or ur GM oso can!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: But sir im just asking u a question, btw manager is out for lunch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cust: i dun care!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Hold on (ask vki for help &amp;amp; acknowlege susan abt dis idiotic cust. Susan handled frm there on, and in the end decided to exchange a new set by nxt wed) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dis kind of people really sux my blood to the very end, wat hv i done to get sued, threatening me izit! oh purlease i dun own u a single cent, u wanna sue me for wateva for? if u wanna sue the co go ahead but really its none of my bloody biz. Be careful &amp; mindful of wat u said cos u mite get sued instead! Simply rude,discourteous,impolite &amp;amp; the best ting u spoil my day! hepi?! i hope so! cos i tink dis is wat ure trying to achieve!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're simply a sickening, intolerable PIG! do u noe dat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111979741929750267?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111979741929750267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111979741929750267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111979741929750267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111979741929750267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/06/stupidunreasonablepathetic.html' title='Stupid+Unreasonable+Pathetic+'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111979725340473683</id><published>2005-06-23T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:47:33.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here &amp; surviving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;My last update was 17 May &amp; i just can't believe it ive been quite away for so long! Now its already end of June..dat was fast huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard news of the closing of HPCC, but quite cool abt it as im tinking rather positive abt dis. Finally the wait for an answer turn out to b a gd one afterall, with HPCC decide to shift to a level higher, better office, better environment(i hope so)with facilities like the pantry &amp;amp; meeting room, i feel so looking forward &amp; excited abt dis 'new' office, unlike our present one (which look more like a warehse)&lt;br /&gt;Neways..im yet to see it &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'so not looking'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;forward to wed &amp; thurs&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;where the moving process took plc and dat means... im gonna be so damn bz, exhausted wit 'loading &amp; unloading' thingy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ow no! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dat definitely not gonna be ez, but lets just hope its gonna runs smoothly, w/o much hassle (which i tink it is). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;so no more worries abt being out of job, so here i am still surviving ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;phew dat was close...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111979725340473683?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111979725340473683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111979725340473683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111979725340473683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111979725340473683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/06/still-here-surviving.html' title='Still here &amp; surviving...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111685144526684502</id><published>2005-05-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:46:46.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVIVORPALAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SURVIVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SURVIVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SURVIVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/surv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/surv1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Rushed hm to watch the survivor finale( finally its a finale), which gonna be @ 7.30pm. there’s gonna be a 2 part special. So i thot the earlier part gonna tell the winner is! And guess wat?! It isnt, so i’ll have to wait till 11pm for the winner... Neways.. just to recap, there’s only 4 contenders left which are Stinky Ian( dats wat they say), sweet Jen, Tom &amp; Kellie. Unfortunately Jen was voted out, followed by Ian who volunteered to be voted out for some reasons which i absolutely dun understand why! Votes were frm juries frm the past contenders... there were 7 of them. The winner was announced in the studio instead of the normal ‘forest like’ environment, votes were counted &amp;amp; declared Tom as the Survivor of Palau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SURVIVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SURVIVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SURVIVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another million dollars was won by cool firefighter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom Westman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (left), &amp;amp; host Jeff Probst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111685144526684502?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111685144526684502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111685144526684502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111685144526684502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111685144526684502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/05/survivorpalau.html' title='SURVIVORPALAU'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111595352881458310</id><published>2005-05-13T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T21:37:50.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truly Dserved Winners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/uchenna[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/uchenna%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BEFORE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Joyce hair was braided w/long curls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U guys mite b wondering who's pix was dat &amp; wat was it doing in my blog w/nuthin written netink.... hehe, my mistake, forgotten to take away dat pix, neway i'll tell more abt it, so do continue reading to find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've made it, w/great efforts... After 5 continents, 25 cities, and more than 40,000 miles, they won $1million dollars! Wow! Feel so great to see them won rather than amber &amp;amp; rob winning it. they were really amazing. Frm the last place &amp; w/no cash w/them they managed to overcum the difficulties they had. Joyce even had to sacrifice her hair (frm thick bushy hair to bald) as to continue the race. @ 1st, she cried when her hair was cut &amp;amp; her head was shaved. However, she became persistent &amp; stronger towards the end. She look cute tho w/her head bald just like her husband.  I just luv to watch the finale again &amp; again. I was so tensed when dis couple had run out of cash to pay the taxi fare &amp;amp; dat they hv already reached the final pit stop, its just dat the cab driver reluctant to let them go unless they paid the fare. Since its their final way to $1million, they begged for cash. Some kind passer by did help by giving them some cash, how lucky! Rob &amp; amber hv to accept the fact dat they were in 2nd place, although they were the strongest &amp; a very competitive team as they won 1st place for almost every pit stop.  Neway, i guess luck wasn't on their side. congrats to joyce &amp; uchenna! yeeeha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/thumb.e051106a[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/thumb.e051106a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Joyce's hair gone... Uchenna no difference tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111595352881458310?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111595352881458310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111595352881458310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111595352881458310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111595352881458310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/05/truly-dserved-winners.html' title='The Truly Dserved Winners!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111582564736632017</id><published>2005-05-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:35:33.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Mad' Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mad Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Was startled by the message tone &amp; at the same time woke me up for werk. Read the message w/ eyes half open but manage to get into my head. viki's sick &amp;amp; won't b able to cum to werk. No surprise to me as she's been sneezing &amp; blowing her nose &amp;amp; used up the 3 packs of tissue papers, n still continues werking till 5pm... werking just makes u more sick babe, so its gd to hear ure at last resting @ hm, (no hard feelings eh) And got a call frm Somebody(fyi she col @8.45am) to actually tell me to cum early, so i replied i'll try, she seems ok abt it.. but sumhw im rushing myself here... im done @ abt 9.20am, pretty fast huh. reached bustop &amp; i saw dis particular man whom ive seen before loitering ard, picking up cigarette butts frm the bin &amp;amp; light it up, he looked as if he hasn't had a gd bath for years w/his tattered shirts &amp; shorts... i often saw him walking to &amp;amp; fro, will walked as if looking for sometink, or wen he's 'friendly' enaf he'll approach u n showed his hand or kip u company by sitting nxt to u... isn't dat scray or wat! wen the bus came, he'll just board the bus to nowhere, &amp; the amazing ting i kip seeing him boarding @ the same bus stop, mad or wat! so guess wat, he board the same bus &amp;amp; as usual he nvr pay or even asked to pay the fare. &amp; there he goes again, can never sit still, will change seat when &amp;amp; where he likes.. just prayed hard dat empty seat beside would be filled by sum1 sane &amp; NOT HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Caught a glimpse of him sleeping (finally) w/his tongue sticking out.. sumtyms i feel sorry for these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mad Woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Reached werk @ abt 10:15am, slightly early. i did try neway. Since viki wasn't here, she made me like one.. nw i noe hw terrible it is to b in viki's shoes! it stinks, i mean sucks! really bz &amp;amp; over occupied w/werk loads coming in the 'calling' of my names being heard often rather than viki,viki,viki.. its just irritating! c'mon doesn't she hv manners or patience to just kindly wait while ure bz on the phone..she is crazy! she just doesn't noe to appreciate little tings we're trying to do to help her out.. she told weiling i can only try to cum early, try only leh (dats hw she say)... she's simply pathetic! what is she expecting: got a col @ 8.45pm, expect to cum dwn @ 9.30pm when im not even had my shower, &amp; i wonder where are her brains... i dun live 2 blocks away frm that building im werkin in, if she's willing to pay me taxi fare, i shall be glad to do so. im only paid hrly &amp;amp; she expects hell out of me... forget it!!! helping her is USELESS, she talks behind ur back, gossip abt u which is so untrue, but under my nose, she's being extremely nice.... she dun deserve to be who she is today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im Mad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;im so not into today which is wednesday, got pissed off easily... tinking abt wat she said makes me hate her more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mad Bus Driver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Finally werk is done, board a bus not for long but its single decked... wat the fish! at this peak hr, its single decked. Great! no seat gotta stand... the driver keep on braking so suddenly &amp; if i dun hold on tight i would just fly &amp;amp; wateva stunt it is, its gonna hurt. saw a seat @ the back, but ppl just dun wanna moved in.. so wat i do.. i pushed myself in, so sori people im sick of standing! the journey was fast but furious in a way w/horns being heard. must be to warn the bus driver.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;On a lighter note: Looking forward to watch the amazing race. Hope rob &amp;amp; amber won't make it! hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111582564736632017?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111582564736632017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111582564736632017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111582564736632017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111582564736632017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/05/mad-wednesday.html' title='&apos;Mad&apos; Wednesday'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111461026945071731</id><published>2005-04-27T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:57:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat u looking @?!!!</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, its been really hot &amp; humid whether ure in ur house or outside its just unbearably hot! Weather forecast seemed to be saying 'expect showers &amp; thunders in the late afternoon in most areas' blah blah.. but no rain still! im really looking forward to raindrops filling up the air to soothe the humidity since the full blasted fan i turmed on came to no use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watsup today....??&lt;br /&gt;Boarded a bus hm. since its rather a hot day, its much much more stuffy in there. listen to mp3 wen suddenly the music stopped! oh gosh no batt! Nevermind abt dat although it stopped in the midst of playing my favorite song. An &lt;em&gt;apek&lt;/em&gt; boarded &amp; sat beside me in Chinatown. He was wearing his 70s look shorts, &amp;amp; his legs were wrinkled &amp; skinny. Since he got his seat beside me, he kept on staring @ me now &amp;amp; then... i started to feel real uneasy. i thot his stares gonna stop but No it didnt!wat is he up to? After dat he stamped his feet as if following a beat to a rythm... dis apek crazy or wat! stare again, look @ my frown face to where i place my bag which was my lap! i looked @ him &amp; he turned away. feel like telling him off wat weiling used to tell me, "want to kena sepak"?? but sort of dun wanna create a scene just bcus of dis apek staring @ me, unless ... so i just ignored him &amp; watch tv mobile, but at the corner of my eye i noe he's looking @ me again &amp;amp; again. i got more angry &amp; 'hot' inside, wanted to ask him.."did i owe u sumtink"? oh ya, n he yawbed as loud as he wan to be heard! finally, at last, eventually i reached my stop, get of frm seat stare back @ him. i tink his behavior caught the attention of other passenger as wen i alight they looked @ him &amp;amp; showed him a 'face' &amp; their eyes turned to me. so people! tell me do i look like an alien today dat an apek can't just stop staring???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111461026945071731?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111461026945071731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111461026945071731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111461026945071731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111461026945071731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-u-looking.html' title='Wat u looking @?!!!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111383271012296378</id><published>2005-04-18T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:58:30.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECAPSRECAPSRECAPSRECAPS</title><content type='html'>Today is a fresh new monday... had been quite a while since my last blog. suddenly i lost interest, mood &amp; ideas wat to write. so mite as well i leave my blog 'hanging there' for a moment while i try to search my words &amp; 'idea bulb'! ting! it just got here &amp;amp; 'brightens' up my brain. ahah! ive got a replied frm dat email.... remember. full of filled words; explainations &amp; a meaningful one, reading her email made me wanna tear; tears of happiness, satisfaction &amp; a sigh of relief dat im not forgotten in a way, &amp; i guess she had her own style to express &amp;amp; to treasure &amp; cherish a friendship which i don't realised. After reading dat email repeatedly, i came to a point &amp;amp; decided to take dat as a positive 'mark' to our freindship.. had not replied her email yet, but im gonna do it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monday started off well after quite a long rest since friday... got the chance to go jb &amp; shop for some important &amp;amp; yet cheap items, so fun. took a bus frm here &amp; made a few stops in jb.&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was larkin, after dat kumtar. went to City Square - had a drink &amp; muffin @ coffee bean.. next destination was Angsana, had our dinner there @ kenny rodgers! MMmmmm, so yummy cos back in spore kenny rodgers not halal la, problem ah! after dinner, no more shopping as the nite is no longer young! grab a cab to jb chkpoint... basically our journey wasn't much of a hassle, it all went smoothly as plan. neway, while waiting for a bus @ woodlands chkpt, 3 big sized, obviously manly looking wannabe 'chicks' caught not only my attention but the others too! long haired, heavy makeup, dressed femininely w/short mini skirts,tight body hugging shirts but too bad they still looked man enaf, not good enaf to fool me. they make me wanna burst into uncontrollable laughter but manage to overcome dat by not looking @ them even more. i guess they got to make checklist 1st before going on public appearance. &lt;em&gt;Extreme make over would be gooooood!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111383271012296378?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111383271012296378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111383271012296378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111383271012296378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111383271012296378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/04/recapsrecapsrecapsrecaps.html' title='RECAPSRECAPSRECAPSRECAPS'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111271368953886091</id><published>2005-04-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T23:11:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Em@iL 2 my Used-2-Be Best Fren...</title><content type='html'>She replied my email w/less than 50 words but still my questions were not answered; i avoid asking in regards of job cos she had made it clear dat she's sick &amp; tired of dat question or perhaps hinting me to stop bugging w/dat question nemore.... but im not being a person who wants to get into her private lives or a &lt;em&gt;kaypoh&lt;/em&gt;; im just being concern as a fren &amp; would want to help her out. its not the 1st time she's treating me dis way, its been in a few occasions; my sms were not replied most of the time, i left her tags a number of time - she dun seem to be bothered, her replies would be short &amp; simple, she's fond of replying one word per question &amp;amp; doesn't elaborate which made ur excitement to read her replies to zero &amp; boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Read her blog, &amp;amp; decide to put a comment &amp; she reply thru my email instead. So i took dis opportunity to actually ask her a few questions which are straight forward. her reply was dat wat she wrote in her blog is wat she's facing, &amp;amp; she's greatful abt it! very general reply.... fyi we've not met since our ite days which was 5yrs back, is it wrong for me to ask cos there're alot things for us to catch up w/each other or perhaps she'd changed... neway...&lt;br /&gt;my email to her reads.....-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ic..., thanks for relplying eventhough most of my questions are left unanswered. could be a sensitive issue to you, but i tink im fine w/dat. bcus im used to it (i guess). however, i need to noe frm u why do u seems to be secretive &amp; wouldn't wan to share it w/me... or should i say, ignoring me? perhaps u dun realise dat, but im feeling it &amp;amp; why is dat so? pls tel me wat wrong have i ever done to u... or izit u find me a nuisance? my apology if my words were harsh or do hurt u, but dis time round i really need an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it mite be quite astonishing for her to read dis, but no choice... gotta let her noe &amp;amp; be frank as wat im feeling. &lt;em&gt;im not asking too much, am I??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111271368953886091?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111271368953886091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111271368953886091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111271368953886091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111271368953886091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/04/emil-2-my-used-2-be-best-fren.html' title='An Em@iL 2 my Used-2-Be Best Fren...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111261640507514992</id><published>2005-04-04T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T20:06:45.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyFirstAprilMonday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kamustaka&lt;/em&gt;(hw r u?) everyone... hope all of u,  are doing good &amp; &lt;em&gt;maboteh&lt;/em&gt;(fine). If u guys are wondering wat language is dat, lemme just tell u.. Its a tagalog language frm the philippines, used to learn frm my colleagues few years back, its fun &amp;amp; i guess im stucked w/the ascent till now wen having conversations with frens. Neway its not dat obvious la, still manage to hide it a lil but sumhow left my frens at gaze wondering wat the heck im toking(once a while)! &lt;em&gt;Sigina&lt;/em&gt;(ok) , lets put dat aside &amp; start off w/my 1st Mon in April....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's whether was sooooo damn goooood for a long SLEEP! Agree?? so cool n having big rains once in a while, but i tink it perks my day. im so hyper n hepi which me myself find it a bit weird &amp; &lt;em&gt;seraulu&lt;/em&gt; (crazy)! People were having their mon blues but im vice versa, no blues nuthin, Although, was asked to go 6th floor which i find it a bit dragging, i felt different today &amp;amp; believe it or not i 'enjoyed' the piles of work load given. Seems simple and its like knowing frm the back of my hand, (haolian right). But seriously, today im so workaholic! wat happen to me today might not be happenin tomoro, so tomoro would b another story, another attitude i guess. i just luv being ME! Yeeeehah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111261640507514992?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111261640507514992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111261640507514992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111261640507514992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111261640507514992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/04/myfirstaprilmonday.html' title='MyFirstAprilMonday'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111141012669116992</id><published>2005-03-21T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T21:11:13.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone forever....</title><content type='html'>I've just finished reading a blog found @ my fren's website. &amp; as soon as finished reading it, i felt a lump in my throat, it touches my heart &amp;amp; i came to an instant to the memories of whom i missed &amp; left before me. the blog was written in malay in Indo language. The author experience dis last 2 years; where a child is born, lived &amp; left. she was his niece, struggling onto tubes,shyringes after syringes right after she was delivered, the following day she passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How delicate &amp;amp; fragile life is till @ one point when ur beloved sum1 gone to the nxt world, den u'll realise how short life could be, how precious he's been to you, how u wish there's no death &amp; life continues as it is &amp;amp; not fearing death shall come to you. Grandpa left me 4yrs back when i thot he'll stay much much longer after being treated in hospital, but he left a few days later in the arms of my mum &amp; the place where he would rather leave peacefully.... his home. i missed the days when he would send &amp;amp; fetch me to &amp; frm school, had sweets in his pockets &amp;amp; surprised me with it wen he return frm his werk as a gardener cum cleaner. sometimes no sweets but never failed to brighten up my day w/sumtin else in his pockets which were the tiny guavas he plucked. how thotful he was... :) he suffered frm a stroke, paraylsed frm his waist dwn &amp; dat didn't stop him frm his duty as a muslim to pray 5 times a day regardless of his condition. dat was sumtink im proud of &amp;amp; really admired his courage. he improved day by day &amp; at 1 pt he managed to walk again w/a stick after many years of trying. I missed those times when he would ask me to pluck his white long eyebrow cos it irritates his eyes, the time when i clipped his hard nails cos its lenghtened, would paid me for every single white hair ive plucked... all these were infact the sweet memories ive had when he's around by my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dreams of him sitting @ the side of bed smiling dwn @ me... when i tried to start talking it just wouldn't speak up &amp; suddenly i felt breathless; he touched my forehead &amp; im glad i could open my eyes &amp;amp; breathe again, dat was when i realised i almost missed my morning prayers...&lt;br /&gt;Since then im always hoping i could see him again in my dreams but dat seldom happened. A few mths later my closest uncle passed away, he's a helpful man w/a gd heart. he was like a father to me, i was in despair for a moment but came back strong as all this dat had happen, there is a blessing in disguise... May Allah protects them frm the hell fire &amp;amp; always be w/them.. amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111141012669116992?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111141012669116992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111141012669116992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111141012669116992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111141012669116992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/03/gone-forever.html' title='Gone forever....'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111133247315147553</id><published>2005-03-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:32:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Question Bug</title><content type='html'>Have been tinking hard these days on where should be the place for my wedding function to be held, my hse, my sis's or who?? damn, y is this so difficult both houses have the pros &amp; cons.. my aunt hv offered her hse for my function but i guess its better to be held at ur own space, rather than owing somebody a BIG favor &amp;amp; mum strongly disagree w/dat idea. Mum on the other wasn't much of a help, her words infact disheartened me for some reasons &amp; i feel its easy for her to say than done. My house was a rental 2 room flat which consist of 1 rm &amp;amp; a living room which i doubt could occupy the no of guests due to space constraint. my sis's hm on the other hand was @ jurong west which is big enaf but hard to find the location &amp; wasn't dat convenient 4 the guests. &amp;amp; my fiance refused to the idea for the function to be held there.... im really stucked in the middle and confused! but the questions will still be there bugging me till ive got the solution. Any suggestion, do feel free to comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111133247315147553?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111133247315147553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111133247315147553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111133247315147553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111133247315147553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/03/question-bug.html' title='The Question Bug'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111124405247948415</id><published>2005-03-19T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:10:00.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;D @ ShaNgRila HoTeL</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took 1/2 day leave cos going to d&amp;d yeah yeah yeah... really looking forward to dis day actually, dis my third year going to such occasion organised by Borneo motors; recap:last year my fiance won a washing machine for the lucky draw prize... hmmm not bad hah! &lt;em&gt;best sey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reached Venue @ 6:30 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was growling... perhaps can't wait for dinner to be served. Upon reaching the entrance to the ballroom was greeted wit 2 gals doing the pole dancing, oh gosh wat the heck man! Of course guests were already hooked on gawking at the sexy dancers w/their skimpy clothes before entering the ballroom. My fiance seemed not kinda interested although im the 1 who showed him wats happenin at d corner&lt;em&gt;(perhaps im there, so better avoid trouble w/me heheh). &lt;/em&gt;He merely took a glance and went to collect the door gift instead&lt;em&gt;(well im glad he did or else..&lt;fold&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;Btw, fyi the theme for dis d&amp;d was Dance Idols, but still, i tink there is no need for those pole dancers. Alrighty got our seats w/his colleague &amp;amp; his wife. Feel abit awkward which i myself dun noe why.. Sitting next to his wife made my smile to a giggle &amp; my giggles to a loud 'blast' laughter. She was the hyper type, &amp;amp; if possible every single game she wants to participate, very sporting. she's dat kind who get so excited so easily and very open minded. she always got sumtink to say &amp; can't stop talking! But i like her, she's somebody who could get along w/ppl easily, quickly &amp;amp; doesn't bother wat ppl mite say although she made sum1 to frown seeing her hyper activity, perhaps dat sum1 felt uncomfy&lt;em&gt; (haiya, its his another colleague wife) &lt;/em&gt;But i still tink she's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner @ 7:15pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally dinner was served course by course which definitely not my kind of style. Neway should be thankful cos IM HUNGRY... First dish was a combination of food which consist prawns, baby squids, mixture of chicken &amp; apple w/creamy gravy. The taste was fine but wasn't enaf to fillup my stomach. 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd dish was wat they col ayam kampung meaning village chicken &amp; sambal prawn, the chicken taste even better but not the prawns though it sounds yummy,spicy &amp;amp; savoury. Nxt was the sweet &amp; sour garoupa, naaah it sux &amp;amp; stinks too. Yucks! Last two dishes was fried rice, and mixed veggies &lt;em&gt;(like the chap chai kind.. i like)&lt;/em&gt; These were infact the best among all. As for the desserts we had blueberry cheesecake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dance Idols etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the theme was dance idols, they've actually organised a dance competition for the staffs. Highlites: Para para sakura team&lt;br /&gt;Consists of 6 partcipants which are men (in reality) but dressed in women's. Their costumes were those of the japanese gals wore(checkerd mini skirts &amp; stockings) &amp;amp; not forgetting their hairbands. Had a gd laugh seeing them dancing the para para number. They won! amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky draw top prize : Panasonic home theatre + 42' Plasma tv.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we didn'y win any, better luck nxt time i guess! Show ended @ 10:30pm but still people could dance their way till 12 midnyt, we stayed till 11 and watched people dancing like crazy, w/differnt styles &amp; patterns, jumping like monkeys &amp;amp; even i like the ultraman fighting skills... Just imagine dat! Made my way outside &amp; could see couple of ppl lying on the sofas due to them drunked &amp;amp; 1 was dragged out frm the toilet cos he fainted due to the same reason....&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Dis was the nite u had fun &amp;amp; the fun had u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But not me&lt;/em&gt;, dis time round the show was boring unlike the last 2 years...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111124405247948415?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111124405247948415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111124405247948415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111124405247948415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111124405247948415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/03/dd-shangrila-hotel.html' title='D&amp;D @ ShaNgRila HoTeL'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111072081597766774</id><published>2005-03-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:53:19.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma lil princess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to my sis's house yesterday due to no plans &amp; i guess i miss my nephews &amp;amp; niece so mmuch. used to live under one roof w/them for a few years &amp; when i started to move out, i felt a bit lonely, my hm was rather empty... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Neway, life have to move on &amp;amp; on &amp; on &amp;amp; on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really adore my niece which is the only lil princess i had in my family, pamperd her alot &amp; can't help myself buying loads of stuff for her. I've watched her grow day by day &amp;amp; anxious to noe wat she's adapting, learning, her new words, character, facial expression and more. And the most impressive thing about her, she's an independent babe, could do wat her bros could (eg: she loves climbing, just name it!) She's got the attitude of figting over sumtink which belongs to her or sumtink she really wans it, she hv to get it, no matter wat! isn't dat fierce?? but i find it difficult to make her smile when snapping her pics, not even one of her pics i took with her smiling, imagine dat! she seems bigger than her age, but she's real cute. she's only two...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She's a babe who wanted attention at once when she called ur name, ready to listen to wat she's gonna say, &amp; react appropriately to wat she wanted. no matter wat, i knew she loves her lil bro who's gonna be 1 this yr, would gav him a wet kiss on his cheek when he's asleep and wen she feel like it. howeva she's sumhow felt a lil unwanted wen u ignore her callings &amp;amp; would vent her anger on her lil bro to attract ur attention, cried out loud and would luvs a big hug frm u wen she's unhappy. Its isn't a surprise to me as kids like her age do need lots of attention frm ppl ard esp her parents. Now i was told she'll choose wat to wear &amp; would be choosy abt it, &lt;em&gt;well i guess&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;gals will be gals afterall huh....!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Say no evil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111072081597766774?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111072081597766774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111072081597766774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111072081597766774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111072081597766774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/03/ma-lil-princess.html' title='Ma lil princess...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-111020601349513579</id><published>2005-03-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:38:52.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Oh Monday!!</title><content type='html'>Its yet another ordinary &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;monday w/its bluess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On 1st shift today, w/o weiling who's on leave &amp; xinhui who's on MC! MorNing Ppl : Me alone in frnt, siewching alone at back, GREAT! was counting down the time till 10:30am, cross my fingers &amp;amp; prayed dat aint much difficult, troublesome customer to handle. Things were gooood till a lady came in &amp; as if ive got the whole day for her! "can help me this, can help me dat, dun mind can u..., thanks for ur help" &lt;em&gt;*blah blah blah*.&lt;/em&gt; Spent almost 1hr for her to finish up deleting her contacts &amp; transferring back to her NOKIA, can't believe dat a sweet young lady like her didn't noe how to use simple functions like dat, or is she the '&lt;em&gt;doesn't bother to noe type'?? &lt;/em&gt;And one &lt;em&gt;makcik&lt;/em&gt;(auntie)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is already waiting impatiently for her turn, all i could do is smile &amp; signalled her to wait a little while more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WaaaaaRrrrghhh!! so stress up! i feel like bursting... cos most of the customers today were those real &lt;strong&gt;pain in the ass&lt;/strong&gt;. x700 customers were the most tough ones! tell u gonna hate panasonic handphones for making my life so miserable, difficult, unpleasant, intolerable, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;and it seems today ive made alot of mistakes of creating the best denki sets, as well as walk in jobsheet. Its just not my day! And another incident which really makes me sick was dat a customer of mine came to collect his phone &amp;amp; dat he requested to save the phone contacts for him. he checked &amp; realised his phone contacts aren't inside, oh shit! fyi, there's 2 jobshts attached w/ differnt job no, so the newly opened jb sheet was on top of the previous jbsht which was written in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; w/marker by me : &lt;strong&gt;TO BACKUP PHONEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Calmly i approached william, the technician assigned for explanation. he said he didnt see wat was written &amp;amp; dat the new jbsht doesn't indicate, william ask eileen. eileen look for viki as she's the one who create the new jbsht. she's like putting the blame on viki, but i tink we're not in the wrong as technicians just need us to create a new jbsht so dat they could draw parts, other than dat its not our problem nemore.. am i right to say this?? cos its not the 1st time, n wat eileen simply say was "oh, its coverd so we can't see wats written on the other jbsht". c'mon dat shouldn't be the way, u should play ur part, be xtra careful, dun take tings for granted &amp; &lt;strong&gt;BE RESPONSIBLE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're the 1st ones who served the customers &amp;amp; dat customers will still look for us if there's sumtink wrong @ the back there!&lt;br /&gt;Are we the one's to be blame, or do we deserved to be blamed?? &lt;em&gt;sumtink have to be done......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-111020601349513579?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/111020601349513579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=111020601349513579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111020601349513579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/111020601349513579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/03/monday-oh-monday.html' title='Monday Oh Monday!!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110977220268660358</id><published>2005-03-02T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:02:13.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here to blog...AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Ok ok ok..... forgive me for not blogging for quite sometime.. ppl ard kip on asking y haven u blog ha?? some even left a tag saying 'liana blog, blog, blog'.... thanks guys for reading my blog &amp; bugged me up to kip on blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reasons For Not Blogging Since 21 Feb 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many happenings dat i myself dun wanna remember all those unpleasant experiences by reading my own blog, u noe will somehow make me pissed off... neway glad everything is back to where its suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so occupied even in the weekends, as i werk like almost 6days/week and wat do i have left for my body &amp; mind to rest at ease -&gt; 1 1/2 days &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;. i keep on telling myself IM NOT ALONE... do have a few colleagues who shared the same fate like i do; dats wat we col working 'experience' &amp; its parts &amp;amp; parcels of life &lt;em&gt;(even if u like it or not, u gotta face it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office seems a bit chaotic w/ sudden changes to the new system, as well as for not having Xinyi around makes me lost! She's the one i looked for when im in need of help, capable of answering my questions logically, infact i could call her my &lt;strong&gt;'walking encyclopedia'&lt;/strong&gt; as she noes everything dat I didn't noe, in short &lt;strong&gt;SHE'S A GREAT HELP!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(xinyi if ure reading dis, i guess ure smiling frm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ear to ear)&lt;/em&gt; hehe... but its no joke, im being truthful here! perhaps those who noes u will be noding their heads, agreeable to wat i said. Neway, have to get use to office w/o you.. all the best to me &amp; to u &lt;em&gt;(xinyi)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; ** REASONS NO MORE** &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Before off to werk - Receive a col frm an anonymous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The phone was answerd by mum &amp;amp; was then passed to me. It was frm the NUH, as ive submitted my resume thru the net. will be going interview nxt wed.. so u guys noe wat to do, ryt... DO WISH ME LUCK, thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110977220268660358?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110977220268660358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110977220268660358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110977220268660358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110977220268660358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-here-to-blogagain.html' title='I&apos;m here to blog...AGAIN'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110899115993995376</id><published>2005-02-21T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T21:05:59.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piak!!....haiya...</title><content type='html'>I've been hearing from frens of mine having attacks frm unwanted flying creatures dat sucks ur blood in the house(its mosquitoes ok), perhaps due to the hot &amp; humid weather nowadays. As for me, ive been having sleepless nights, scratching here &amp;amp; there, applying vicks on my arms &amp; legs(just imagine applying vicks?? wat the hell, man!) to prevent dis sickening &amp;amp; irritating creatures frm having a 'sip' of my blood! but dat does helps (at least u can sleep for a while &amp; enjoy ur dreamZz)u might want to try this.. So i thot dis would only happen while u were at hm or in some dark places but surprisingly these blood suckers seen flying freely in the .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bus!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a place u won't have expected&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to see them to 'accompany' u throughout ur journey hm... dats wat happen to me today. Waited  for like 20min for bus service 197, but when it came; a single deck bus &amp; it was so damn crowded! wasn't any seat, after few bus stops got one green' seat &amp;amp; w/o any guilty concious i just sat on it. Im willing to give up my seat, if i happen to see the elderly or someone who needs it more than i do. so the seat was the 1st frnt seat dat is when i realised mosquitoes were in 'control'. I just keep on watching them helplessly, thot of wanting to put my skills on test, u noe like the clapping of hand tactic but i dun wanna make myself a nuisance &amp; a fool. cos other passengers just can't be bothered! keep staring, watching them closely &amp; protect myself frm getting those itchy stings which can be deadly sometimes. it was like 5 of them, flying right under my nose! so wat caught my attention, was clapping sound which seems familiar to me.. the bus stops! Piak! piak! haiya... the bus driver sighed. i guess he missed it! so this continues whenever the bus stops. at least he's trying to get rid of them. Thank you &amp; well done for ur efforts (dat is if u caught 1, if not try harder next time). So i guess its not only the flats  dat need to be sprayed insectisides, the BUS need dat too. don't u tink so?? BzzzzZZzz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110899115993995376?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110899115993995376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110899115993995376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110899115993995376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110899115993995376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/piakhaiya.html' title='Piak!!....haiya...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110887965979482859</id><published>2005-02-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:34:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANUGERAH PLANET MUZIK 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/50/APM05-logo[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/APM05-logo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already 6pm, but im still in the office! It was however raining so heavily, and the best thing out of all the days, TODAY i purposely left my umbrella @ hm cos didn't expect its gonna rain. Nvm rain can't stop me to go to suntec convention ctr neway... Zul took a cab &amp; fetched me &amp;amp; off we go to suntec to have our dinner 1st! there's a red carpet galore but unfortunately we're late for that, we reached suntec 1hr later although we're taking a cab, it was due to traffic congestion everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anugerah Planet Muzik (Planet Music Award), was sort of a reunion frm artistes frm indonesia, malaysia &amp; singapore which were nominated for this prestigious award and voted thru sms/mails by millions of fans. And so based on those votes &amp;amp; judges, we've got the best among these 3 countries! The show start off by introducing the hosts: Sara Sechan, Shanti, Aznil &amp; Adi! A mixture of sarcastism,spontanious,crazy and fun loving 'creatures' as host add to a more 'alive' show. Performance made by our singapore idol singing an evergreen number frm papa rock s'pore Ramli Sarip was brilliant idea! fans shouting for Taufik Batisah was a no surprise, the combination of the divas,melly goeslow, kris dayanti, siti nurhaliza singing Cubalah Untuk Setia, Dialah di hati, Tak tahan lagi were spectacular.. peterpan the current fav band in asia and my fav band too, sang my favorite number Mungkin Nanti...wow so flawless! Enjoyed every bit of the show and not a single regret being there cos the atmosphere is really different when @ hm, although my seat was quite far frm the stage.. oh ya, not forgetting Apek who performed 12 nominated best songs at ONCE! applause applause, he's a versatile performer and we had a good laugh frm him &amp;amp; dat makcik beside me was like jumping off her seat nw &amp; then due to his performance! Congratulations to all who involved in the making of Anugearh Planet Muzik, u guys rocks!&lt;br /&gt;THe WonDeRFuL Div@S &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/50/main[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; WIDTH: 235px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid; HEIGHT: 172px" height="117" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/main%5B2%5D.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/50/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; WIDTH: 246px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid; HEIGHT: 170px" height="230" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/collage2.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110887965979482859?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110887965979482859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110887965979482859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110887965979482859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110887965979482859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/anugerah-planet-muzik-2005.html' title='ANUGERAH PLANET MUZIK 2005'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110864832404133079</id><published>2005-02-17T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:52:04.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The head banging Kid</title><content type='html'>Pretty tired today.. on 2nd shift and finally werk ends at 7pm. oh ya, btw despite the humid whether, it rains unexpectedly for a while in the late afternoon just now.. i begin to appreciate the rain for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway made my way home by bus, got a seat rite behind by the window (dats my favorite lil space). after a few bus stops, it came to a halt and a boy w/his mum board the bus. i guess he had just finish his sch &amp; dat his mum was fetching him home. the lil boy w/a paper  in his hand sat beside me while his mum sat in frnt of me. so while i was looking out of the window, dat piece of paper dropped.. i turned ard, stared at the kid and guess wat happen?? he was already  fast asleep, poor lil boy! i bend over and grab dat piece of paper &amp; i plc it in between me &amp;amp; him. after sometime, dis kid started his 'headbanging' thingy.. get wat i mean, swaying right to left,left to right, frnt &amp; back, right again and sorts of pattern i must say... seems cute to me, however i feel like letting his head rest on my arm for sometime. neway wat abt his mum, eh?? she too fall asleep.. ive already had my handphone in hand, thot of taking a candid pic on dat kid but there's a man who sat beside him was as if watching my every move, so i pretend to do sometink else but still he seemed to noe wat im up too, planned - cancelled. suddenly, his mum woke up panickly,look ard and was back to the act cool mode, while his son was sleeping,resting his head on the man's shoulder. she smiled, tried to wake his son up  &amp; apologised to dat man. soon later, they almost reached their destination... the boy was half awake, &amp; he accidentally left the paper behind. w/o his notice i pass it to his mum, his mum was already at the exit door, while he return back to the seat and mumbled "paper leh". i told him ive given to his mum.. still looked blur though..&lt;br /&gt;they alighted, when i saw them thru the window i smiled &amp; waived to them. they responded, smiled and waived back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110864832404133079?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110864832404133079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110864832404133079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110864832404133079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110864832404133079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/head-banging-kid.html' title='The head banging Kid'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110856707488750461</id><published>2005-02-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T23:17:54.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Blue...</title><content type='html'>hey people, hw u guys doing... hope all of u doing great despite wat uve gone thru all these while. stay strong i must say, dats wat im tryin to portray.. *sigh* how, how and how... should i put it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my contract ending soon, so does my income! Gosh, i have to do sumtin, sumtin fast w/ all the upcoming plans in hand, im afraid  ive got not much time &amp; cant afford to lose time even. dats part 1, why im feeling this way... 2ndly... will i be able to hold a decent job in a short period of time? all i could do i s HOPE, pray hard and keep on searching &lt;em&gt;(which was useless in the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;meantime).&lt;/em&gt; some people are just lucky... i was actually being offerd or i shld say its only a trial&lt;em&gt;,(trying out for a day how's werk like in other area)&lt;/em&gt; but rejected it cos doesn't make much of a difference, &amp; the fact dat its NOT the kind of job im interested in, mite as well i say NO rather den make myself suffer for saying yes.. i guess offer just come once.. i nvr heard frm them since then. dat doesn't matter nemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway im gonna miss those times w/ all those ppl im interacting with &lt;em&gt;(but not the customers)&lt;/em&gt; esp my colleagues, the superb technicians, supervisors, strangers blah blah.. i really do hope our frenship, colleagueship (is there such a word) hehe do continues, &amp; we'll still be keepin in touch for as long as we live....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110856707488750461?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110856707488750461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110856707488750461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110856707488750461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110856707488750461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling Blue...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110826755153718630</id><published>2005-02-13T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T13:06:12.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day To Remember....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ZuL &amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SweeeT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;ChOc CaKe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/50/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; WIDTH: 233px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid; HEIGHT: 168px" height="208" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/collage.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 12 Feb 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This is it, the day im waiting for is finally here! Today zul's parents as well as his uncle &amp; aunty will be coming to my lil house to ask for my hand in marriage (melamar) &amp;amp; at the same time get to noe my mum, relatives who gonna be involved in my wedding function early nxt year. Woke up at 7.30 am but still sleepy. i sat on the sofa, &amp; i fell asleep again for abt 1/2 hr before mum start screaming &lt;em&gt;(which really helps alot in waking me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;up)&lt;/em&gt; made my eyes were wide open, and out of a sudden i felt so REFRESH ! Help mum with the preparation in the kitchen, soon i heard someone at the door.. it was nenek and my aunty.. as more &amp;amp; more ppl occupying the space in my house, the more tense i get.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;They'll be coming @ 3pm... my mind keep thinking wat shld i do when they're here, eh. Nobody advise me to do includng my mum... Mum herself was so stress out! mum however did disappoint me in a way dat made me teared secretly, i shall not talk abt it &amp; let the matter be between me &amp;amp; Him. Neway zul side came with a small gift but means alot to me... i was perspiring all over, and i find myself LOST. At one pt of time they were saying about our customs, which shouldn't be forgotten and all i could remembered was told to come forward and zul's mum slot a ring into my tiny winny finger, and his dad commented it was hard to find a ring of my size, &lt;em&gt;(pakcik pun sempat eh). &lt;/em&gt;I was actually puzzled, asking myself... "Is this an engagement??" while figuring it out, i forgotten to kiss her hand &lt;em&gt;(salam), &lt;/em&gt;all i could muttered was thank you, &amp; made my way to my room. i was really stunned, so can't really blame me for forgetting dat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;ZuL.... i need an explanation!! so i ask him wat is these all about, as i wasn't informed abt netink which causes confusion in me and dat ive told my uncles, aunties there'll be no ring involved, its only a discussion, aquaintence between both sides. so they've understood dat &amp;amp; when the ring came into the picture, i was lost for words... someone did backed me up for dat, zul's mum said dis was like a surprise and me myself didnt noe abt dis. her words did calm me for a moment, before uncles,aunties of mine start pointing fingrs at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Neway zul explains : It is sort of like an engagement but the ring was a gift frm his parents in acceptance of his proposal. &amp; so its much more significant &amp;amp; greater than an engagement. :)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; WIDTH: 223px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 2px solid; HEIGHT: 169px" height="209" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/collage1.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gifts Frm Zul &amp;amp; Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110826755153718630?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110826755153718630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110826755153718630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110826755153718630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110826755153718630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-to-remember.html' title='A Day To Remember....'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110821553394408639</id><published>2005-02-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:24:36.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another B'day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; WIDTH: 171px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 2px solid; HEIGHT: 126px" height="147" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20078.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; WIDTH: 173px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 2px solid; HEIGHT: 132px" height="150" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20081.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; WIDTH: 179px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 2px solid; HEIGHT: 144px" height="150" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20079.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #aaaaaa 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #aaaaaa 2px solid; WIDTH: 176px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #aaaaaa 2px solid; HEIGHT: 142px" height="129" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20082.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Syazwan's B'day @ my house, since its his bday tomorrow we've decided to do it today which is eve of chinnese new yr, as we were very aware shops will be 100% closed on cny..&lt;br /&gt;Got a few snaps, and decided to 'publish' them in my blog cos dat little gerl really caught my eyes! She gets excited when saw a box, push her brothers aside, make her way &amp; move closer to see wats inside! Very 'kaypoh' (busybody). Keep on staring at the cake, &amp;amp; i tink she had a good look and not miss an inch of the wonderful creamy,fruity cake! And guess wat! i pretended not to watch her, cos i wanna see wat is she up too. .. Very fast,quick but i had a glance &amp;amp; caught her red handed, touching the side of the cake and dat little finger went straight to her mouth! aha.. she look @ me innocently.. isn't dat cute?? noty eh.. btw she's so round in these pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110821553394408639?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110821553394408639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110821553394408639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110821553394408639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110821553394408639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/another-bday.html' title='Another B&apos;day.....'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110795381258681827</id><published>2005-02-06T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:16:55.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lil B'day Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4th February 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my bday! my hp start beeping, msgs w/bday wishes came in now &amp; then... Glad frenz, colleagues do remember my bday though we're far apart. Thanks alot, hope i'll still be remembered all the time, &amp;amp; to remember my birthday is an extra, plus pt cos i do feel special. Thanks again, i'll appreciate all of u.. so touching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wats more exciting, my colleagus; weiling &amp; viki bought me gifts &amp;amp; also bought me a cake. Wow, dat even made my day more special and im really touched by their efforts in buying the cake secretly, i dun even remember some1 bringing a box inside the office. very well planned indeed...&lt;br /&gt;applause applause!! Wateva it is u guys, are lovely bunch of people. Great to be w/u ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Special Thanks to: WeiLing, Viki, PrisC, SieW cHiNg, XiNyi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 4px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 4px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 4px solid; WIDTH: 183px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 4px solid; HEIGHT: 141px" height="138" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20076.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp; the ACCORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEchNiCiAns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 4px solid; WIDTH: 164px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 4px solid; HEIGHT: 136px" height="142" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20073.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 4px solid; WIDTH: 169px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 4px solid; HEIGHT: 134px" height="134" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/200/MaPix%20065.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;The B'day cake &amp;amp; the GaLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110795381258681827?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110795381258681827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110795381258681827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110795381258681827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110795381258681827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-lil-bday-party.html' title='My Lil B&apos;day Party!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110795335939109994</id><published>2005-02-05T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T20:49:19.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So the very sorrrrryyy....!!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! sorry for not updating for quite sometime.. dun blame me, its my pc, broke down out of a sudden, thot was virus attack but glad it was only a loose connection somewhere... Thanks zul &amp; his bro who came to my aid... Aha.. here's the continuition of my experience with dat irritating,sickening,horrible CUSTOMER... hmmm remember???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well surprisingly he did not turn up the following day... but instead his wife or (his gf, mistress etc.cos he came w/different woman the other day) came dwn to collect on his behalf a few days later. once again viki got to serve her! so where's dat sicko?? aint he wanna see those papers w/his signature on it?? i wonder y, oooh btw i saw him in the car while waiting for dat lady to collect the phone for him. was he in fear to face the truth, cos we're actually waiting for his return, for his 'brilliant' answer to questions we've prepared to 'shoot' him back! phew! everyting was over.. and stress free for viki ;) yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110795335939109994?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110795335939109994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110795335939109994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110795335939109994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110795335939109994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-very-sorrrrryyy.html' title='So the very sorrrrryyy....!!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110726684521346035</id><published>2005-02-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:12:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Advantage...</title><content type='html'>The heading sounds serious rite?? it is a serious matter... read &amp; find out wats happenin @ my werkplc today afternoon! n u'll noe wat im tryin to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are these people seems so free har?? got nuthin better to do... really dun understand, wat are they trying to proof, wat are their motive exactly?? i can't believe this kind of people do exist &amp;amp; the best part it happened in frnt of you... I'll definitely be extra careful when he comes again...&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this....&lt;br /&gt;There's this customer who's very stuck up, arrogant attitude came in &amp; approach one of my colleague table w/ his collection slip. Viki who attended to him, took the slip &amp;amp; checked in our system dat the set has already been collected &amp; invoiced. To confirm, viki asked him "is this for collection", he answered snobbishly, " ya den wat do u tink dis slip for". viki went inside to search for the phone &amp;amp; jobsheet but nowhere to b seen. Meanwhile, my another colleague, weiling attend to his queries.. viki however is confident dat he had already collected his phone &amp; so she inform him dat dat hp hv been collected, he's shock in pretence. he wanted to see the proof dat he had collected it, w/ his signature on it. so we decided to put the jobsheet on hunt. while searching for the jobsheet he asked wat if we couldn't find the jobsheet?? viki told him we'll get the jobsheet for sure &amp;amp; shall showed him as proof. At the meantime, he's sending a phone for repair. ive decided to do the investigation.... under his name ,contact, he had send in only one phone w/ the same serial no which he brought in for repair just nw... meaning the phone he send in is the same phone indicated on the collection slip, got me! he's a cheat &amp; trying to be funny &amp;amp; i guess wanted a free phone or refund or even accused us of losing his phone. but he's not dat smart afterall...&lt;br /&gt;Btw we can't find the jobsheet, perhaps he took &amp;amp; kip it to himself. He'll b back tomorrow to see the jobsheet... how ridiculous!! we've already inform the superior and glad they'll handle dis case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do stay tune for wats gonna happen tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110726684521346035?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110726684521346035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110726684521346035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110726684521346035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110726684521346035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/02/taking-advantage.html' title='Taking Advantage...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110718373546165001</id><published>2005-01-31T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T11:22:15.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/640/MaPix%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 4px solid; WIDTH: 290px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 4px solid; HEIGHT: 227px" height="219" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20063.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seri Permaisuri Lenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's Lenna who got engaged, isn't she look gorgeous!! perfect smile gerl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110718373546165001?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110718373546165001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110718373546165001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110718373546165001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110718373546165001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/seri-permaisuri-lenna-posted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110718257371685152</id><published>2005-01-31T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T11:57:11.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeAkEndZzzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday 29th Jan 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost end of Jan... wow dun u tink dat was fast?? well today ive got to go to an engagement ceremony which i was invited via sms &lt;em&gt;(can u believe it!!)&lt;/em&gt; and i received it on Thursday midnite which was already Friday &lt;em&gt;(do u get&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;me so far??) &lt;/em&gt;but ive been informed 2 weeks before. So i made an arrangement to mit dian, &amp; we'll be going there together. we agreed on meeting up @ 5:30 pm as dian hv to meet her fren to get sumtink. i was already at Tampines &lt;em&gt;(which was ard 5pm)&lt;/em&gt; when i received a msg dat she will be late &amp;amp; dat she could make it by 6pm... so ok, mit up @ 6 then....&lt;br /&gt;when my watch shows 6pm, dian still on her way. &lt;em&gt;(wat the hell)&lt;/em&gt; she claimed she's in the cab &amp; not sure where the driver is taking her, wat she was trying to say dat, she will be LATE AGAIN!! and dat drags till almost 7:30pm.. zul hweva refused to believe her &amp;amp; says she's trying to make up a story! to make it short we met her at ARanda Country Club&lt;em&gt;(this is where&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;the engagement took plc... special sey)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we arrived Lenna (the one who got engaged) was so bz wit her posing every single minute, it was so 'kecoh' &amp; quite grand ive to say. she looked stunning!! i approached her ,stretch out my hand and congrats her wit hugs &amp;amp; kisses. oh ya btw it was her bday as well, its like a 2 in 1 kind of celebration.. cool huh.. abt 1/2hr later dian left, as she got to mit yazid &lt;em&gt;(her bf).&lt;/em&gt; Neway we made our way to the food reception &lt;em&gt;(buffet style),&lt;/em&gt; my comment: it was a BIG &amp; GRAND ceremony but in regards in maintaining the food quality,quantity, it wasn't good. could be better if there's someone attending/maintaing the food. all i ate was 'belen2', and wasn't heat up, i guess so as the other guests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, lenna fiance appeard frm nowhere...jeng jeng wit a 3kg cake in his hand! phewit! as i showed to zul, he mite be lenna's fiance... he looked at dat particular guy and says "oh its him!!!" surprisingly they knew each other.. wat a small world eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howeva, it was tiring sat but a memorable one for me... all the best to my fren, lenna &amp;amp; hope she'll get married soon..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110718257371685152?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110718257371685152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110718257371685152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110718257371685152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110718257371685152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/weakendzzzzz.html' title='WeAkEndZzzzz...'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110613723857267690</id><published>2005-01-19T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T23:42:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like he's enjoying the cake too... yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/MaPix%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #560000 4px solid; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/2891/320/Image(061)_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110613681803135796?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110613681803135796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110613681803135796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/chubby-babe.html' title=''/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110585796868373419</id><published>2005-01-16T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T20:21:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!! Updates!!</title><content type='html'>Phew! hv been quite sometime since my last upates... seems to b bz for some reasons; perhaps u guys are cursing &amp; swearing @#@$#!! &lt;em&gt;but somehow i'm back....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Flash Backs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to town to get sumtink for my 'baby' little gal, dun get me wrong here! wasn't exactly my baby, she's my niece but i treat her like my own. u get wat i mean..?? neway, her b'day is 2 days away, n yet i can't find the puurrfect gift for her. surprisingly, got nuthin in hand dat tuesday, ive got wat i want but size was a problem, a bit too expensive for a lil gal, who's growing taller and wider i guess! in the end so tired searching around &amp;amp; decided to col it a day... wen hm ard 10pm empty handed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The following day... which is wednesday, werk ends at 7pm &amp; decided to rush dwn to queensway shoppin centre, but disappointment still... kwang kwang kwang. Still feeling dissatisfied, took a cab to Bugis w/ Zul. he's been a very patient man, though he look tired. Finally, got sumthin 4 her &amp;amp; its WAT im looking for!! yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B'dayeah!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Took 1/2day off today, thot of going for interview, but seems tired and restless... Interview : Cancelled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Coincidently it was my babe bday! Aha, waste no time &amp; went to jurong after had lunch with Zul &amp;amp; the gang!! Zul reminded me to take the cake frm swensen's jur pt which he had orderd yesterday. I collected the cake around 4.15pm and before dat i presented the discount coupon before paying, yeah cheap, cheap! waited for Ira's parents to come home to celebrate. all went well, cute, funny &amp;amp; exciting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110585796868373419?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110585796868373419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110585796868373419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/updates-updates.html' title='Updates!! Updates!!'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110510992892257994</id><published>2005-01-08T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:10:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumthin is wrong sumwhere......</title><content type='html'>Why.... *sigh*, im tryin to figure out wats happenin?? izit my fault, my mistakes or WAT?? don't do dis to me cos i feel very bad, tell me off my face if i did sumthin which made u changed out of a sudden, i feel u're sumhow avoiding me. u despise me don't u? should at least give me a bloody goood reason y im feeling dis way, y am i seems so invisible to u, i felt so left out n stranded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart frm wat we used to share in the past, did not seem to bother u nemore.... &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;tryin to console myself here)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people do change yan, so is she as well her frens circling her. they're more interesting, more outgoing,hyp,cool unlike u, yan... wat have u..?? i'm just the ordinary gal nxt door, nuthin much to compare. u sing praises to ur frens but can never mentioned even my name... r u ashamed of me or sumthin?? its a sad way to put it, but i guess im losing a fren. Are u xpecting sumthin frm me in return of the favours i asked for, well i could only thanked u for now &amp; dat my prayers for ur well-being are always for you. i'm sorry i can't fulfill ur expectations. im not forgetting wat uve done for me &amp;amp; i really appreciate it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, im still left with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; QUESTION MARKS&lt;/strong&gt; in my head....why r u treating me dis way, like a stranger or a beggar asking for a fren..... a true fren. I just missed those times when we were together, share alot of things in common... how i wish i could stop the time, wind it back frm where we started our friendship, the innocence, the sillyness, the unpredictable u, &lt;em&gt;the original&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;you.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess sumthin is better to be left unsaid rather than make a big fuss over it... i really dun understand wats got into you. I won't bother you for now,let time decides where dis friendship is going or is it sinking?? &lt;em&gt;i really don't know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110510992892257994?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110510992892257994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110510992892257994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110510992892257994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110510992892257994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/sumthin-is-wrong-sumwhere.html' title='Sumthin is wrong sumwhere......'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110484895706557727</id><published>2005-01-04T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T22:29:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Werkx....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Wat a day to start off the new year @ work. Feeling so exausted as queue no reaches 100 ++ with only 2 counters to handle. My question have yet to answer. Wats wrong with this people!! wat are they waiting for.... (another christmas) why aren't they recruiting anybody. C'mon we're suffering, struggling &amp; suffocating w/o help given. This is crazy!! Back counter staff are too packed wit their werk, n i feel bad abt asking them for help, but sorry no choice.. and i noe they are reluctant to help us out, poor viki, poor me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; TOday... @ 2.am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Guess wat! woke up wit a bad headache on my right side. can't sleep a wink due to dat! oh no... i need to sleep man,.. i took the pills which i kept when i was diagnosed to hv tension headaches, apply large amt of medicated oil on forehead ,temples. Just ate a pill actually, it werks miracle... its gone in a couple of minutes &amp; im glad i chose to 'swallow' it instead of enduring it. oh, by the way, i noe its already 2 a.m &amp; i really noe im not dreaming or sumtink... its my mum. she's watching WWF (wrestling) surprisingly, wat a turn off  4 me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;@ werkx....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw im so glad ain't got much customers today! Quite relaxed.. &amp; hv time to surf the net, read blogs &amp;amp; news. dats more like it.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110484895706557727?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110484895706557727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110484895706557727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110484895706557727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110484895706557727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/werkx.html' title='@ Werkx....'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901724.post-110468035021715909</id><published>2005-01-03T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T21:52:34.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2005... gdbye 2004</title><content type='html'>Ooops... whoa..., aaarghh...., tadaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;and yes! finally make it to 2005... alhamdullilah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 had indeed left me wit great sweeet,sour,bitter memories &amp; experiences as well as an eye opener as to wat things around us is actually happening. The 'closing' of a year isn't always has to be a happy ending... To a certain extend, 2004 had a significant way of remembring the end of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tsunami' is in the house!!&lt;/em&gt; Some are even unaware, wat tsunami is.. strange, weird, till they finally a caught glimpse at the papers, listens carefully over the radio &amp;amp; when words were already scattered ard &amp;amp; hv been the talk of the town.... then they knew the whole defination, idea of wat tsunami is. People named it,&lt;em&gt; killer&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;waves, tidal waves&lt;/em&gt; etc, but it is one thing for sure &lt;strong&gt;'ITS A BIG&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HORENDOUS, HORRIFYING, 4 STOREY HIGH'&lt;/strong&gt; kind of wave. No joke, this is real. Its unbelievable, amazing dat this is one of the act of God... In a split secs, famous resorts with spectacular sea view were swept away by tsunami leaving hundreds thousands people dead and missing. Unfortunately, for those victims it was actually meant to be an enjoyable stay ironically turn out to be beyond expectation.... it claimed their love ones. Even searching for the lost one is a scarce. While in Sri Lanka where they were already suffering, where food was hard to find, leaving each day with barely any food to feed, all I could say they were living in sheer poverty, tsunami was yet another blow for them. Some survivors mourned at their fate, cried for loved ones who lost their lives in the tsunami, and wat saddened me they sound helpless, thinking there's no use of them surviving as the rest of their family members are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident made me realised how precious life is and most importantly don't take things for granted.... u may be wat u are today, but no one knows wats gonna be happening tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;My condelences to the victims' family.&lt;br /&gt;To those who raised funds for these victims, do continue ur efforts. I'll be supporting u guys! May Allah returned ur kindness ....Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901724-110468035021715909?l=realiana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/feeds/110468035021715909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901724&amp;postID=110468035021715909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110468035021715909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901724/posts/default/110468035021715909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realiana.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome-2005-gdbye-2004.html' title='Welcome 2005... gdbye 2004'/><author><name>liana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15128188838092573076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
