<?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-7733462640193407158</id><updated>2011-11-03T12:16:20.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project X</title><subtitle type='html'>They,who are always in their own world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8029942450092463712</id><published>2011-11-03T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:13:31.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby "AN"</title><content type='html'>Its a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear AN, we love you. Both your parents are constantly praying for you darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-8029942450092463712?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8029942450092463712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8029942450092463712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8029942450092463712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby.html' title='Baby &quot;AN&quot;'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7059101411102587789</id><published>2011-10-28T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:52:27.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl or Boy</title><content type='html'>Today is the day.....I am so sexcited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7059101411102587789?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7059101411102587789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/10/girl-or-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7059101411102587789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7059101411102587789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/10/girl-or-boy.html' title='Girl or Boy'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8034884104743622441</id><published>2011-10-20T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:34:50.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to 19 weeks</title><content type='html'>We are seeing you again next Friday my dear. We are both excited to know your gender. Please be good. I feel you sometimes but got worried when I don’t feel flutters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is pretty much ok. I got a pay raise. Alhamdulillah. I don’t handle site work nowadays. They preferred me doing desk bound job and I am so thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good darling. Mama &amp;amp; Abah loves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-8034884104743622441?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8034884104743622441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/10/coming-to-19-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8034884104743622441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8034884104743622441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/10/coming-to-19-weeks.html' title='Coming to 19 weeks'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-2905186058925004715</id><published>2011-09-28T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:37:06.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 weeks 4 days</title><content type='html'>You are 15 weeks and 4 days today, little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your abah has been a great help to both you and me. He has been doing housework and leaving us to rest and more rest. It’s been a tough journey for us to have you.We tried everything to get you and finally turned to the specialist to have few test to be done. My heart broke a million when gynae mentioned I don’t ovulate. At that point of time, I thought it was the end of the world for me. Doctor prescribed me with dydrogesterone and clomid. Was seriously disappointed with the first round of clomid because the result was negative. Your abah has never ever pressured me. He gave me encouragement instead. I didn’t continue with clomid right after the first one. We went for a holiday to Bandung and I promised your abah that I will continue with the medication once we come back to Singapore. I was too depressed to even think about getting pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June this year, I started with 2nd round of increased clomid prescription followed by few session of baby dance. HEHE...Abah promised me that if the result is negative, we will be going for travelling and more travelling. And so we waited...In July, I cant remember when but after one of the late night hangout at Spize Simpang Bedok with your abah, along and uncle boy, we came home. Being anxious, I peed on a HPT kit. Waited for awhile and then I cried.......We saw a faint positive line! Alhamdulillah. Abah hugged me tight to till I sleep.I tested more than 5 times to confirm and double confirm. Allah is Great. Syukur Alhamdulilah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you before we even see and touch you baby. Be good baby. I am always praying to ALLAH that you be a healthy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-2905186058925004715?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/2905186058925004715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/09/15-weeks-4-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2905186058925004715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2905186058925004715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/09/15-weeks-4-days.html' title='15 weeks 4 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8244871122143955575</id><published>2011-09-06T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:37:36.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 weeks 3 days</title><content type='html'>Hello Bb love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah. You are ok sayang. Your first time parents are sooper dooper excited.Your daddy just got to stand in front of the screen to take a closer look. We saw your little hands, legs, nose and even mouth! Be good honey! We love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCe0EAKy0Xw/TmXS19B4kgI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ExG-E1AVEm0/s1600/2011-09-05%2B12%2B04%2B33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649153131963519490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCe0EAKy0Xw/TmXS19B4kgI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ExG-E1AVEm0/s400/2011-09-05%2B12%2B04%2B33.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/7733462640193407158-8244871122143955575?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8244871122143955575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/09/12-weeks-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8244871122143955575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8244871122143955575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/09/12-weeks-3-days.html' title='12 weeks 3 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCe0EAKy0Xw/TmXS19B4kgI/AAAAAAAAA5c/ExG-E1AVEm0/s72-c/2011-09-05%2B12%2B04%2B33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-286906177764449041</id><published>2011-08-24T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:52:08.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 weeks 4 days</title><content type='html'>Nauseous but no vomitting. Always hungry. Keep snacks hidden in my bag, drawer and everywhere. HeH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-286906177764449041?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/286906177764449041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-weeks-4-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/286906177764449041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/286906177764449041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/10-weeks-4-days.html' title='10 weeks 4 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8696809403200306278</id><published>2011-08-16T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:22:40.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 weeks 3 days</title><content type='html'>Sooper nauseous this morning after taking soya bean drink but felt better after puking my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a while more before I take my supplements.&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/7733462640193407158-8696809403200306278?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8696809403200306278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/9-weeks-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8696809403200306278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8696809403200306278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/9-weeks-3-days.html' title='9 weeks 3 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7242432863915991902</id><published>2011-08-10T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T09:28:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 weeks 4 days</title><content type='html'>And today, I had this terrible nauseous feeling. I stayed cool in the mrt and bus. And the moment, I reached office, I headed to the toilet and voila, bluuuueeeekkkkkkk...Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are ok, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is feeling so so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7242432863915991902?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7242432863915991902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-weeks-4-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7242432863915991902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7242432863915991902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-weeks-4-days.html' title='8 weeks 4 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8545282456896142243</id><published>2011-08-04T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T17:08:12.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks 5 days</title><content type='html'>Hey Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first appointment with Dr Marianne is good! I showed your daddy the little you. I am praying for a smooth journey, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBEN8hY5hJw/Tjoz4ocVgSI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nBgPMdCo01w/s1600/2011-08-04%2B13.46.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636874931629556002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBEN8hY5hJw/Tjoz4ocVgSI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nBgPMdCo01w/s400/2011-08-04%2B13.46.00.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/7733462640193407158-8545282456896142243?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8545282456896142243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/7-weeks-5-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8545282456896142243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8545282456896142243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/7-weeks-5-days.html' title='7 weeks 5 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBEN8hY5hJw/Tjoz4ocVgSI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nBgPMdCo01w/s72-c/2011-08-04%2B13.46.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1418023855190605727</id><published>2011-08-02T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:20:08.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks &amp; 3 days</title><content type='html'>Hello my darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 7 weeks &amp; 3 days today. Another 2 days to see you again my sweetheart. I am feeling a lil better these days. Less vomitting. Your daddy seems to vomit alot. HAHA! These week, I indulged myself with chocolate truffle cake( make it two slices) Hope you are doing good. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1418023855190605727?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1418023855190605727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/7-weeks-3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1418023855190605727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1418023855190605727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/08/7-weeks-3-days.html' title='7 weeks &amp; 3 days'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1959206441277129322</id><published>2011-07-28T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:00:54.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A&amp;E</title><content type='html'>My love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP at 326 clinic refered me to Kkh A &amp;E. I am not bleeding . Only light spotting. GP overreacted. He freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short,your daddy brought me to KKH A&amp;E....oh well the very nice doctor at O&amp;G clinic assured me you are ok. They did a vaginal scan and voila, i saw you. i saw the tiny you. i saw your heartbeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you next Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Your mummy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1959206441277129322?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1959206441277129322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1959206441277129322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1959206441277129322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='A&amp;E'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-455074798391400297</id><published>2011-07-27T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:16:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your busu</title><content type='html'>Hi love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must really thank your busu as he bought a 5dollar worth of charkuay rojak...suker!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been coughing and i fear that i hurt you. Hang in there sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-455074798391400297?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/455074798391400297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-busu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/455074798391400297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/455074798391400297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-busu.html' title='Your busu'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-363430415128891030</id><published>2011-07-26T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:04:04.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Char kuay + Rojak</title><content type='html'>Hello my love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SInce few days ago, I've been wanting to eat char kuay rojak with no tahu. HEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-363430415128891030?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/363430415128891030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/char-kuay-rojak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/363430415128891030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/363430415128891030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/char-kuay-rojak.html' title='Char kuay + Rojak'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7774954639842661453</id><published>2011-07-25T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:51:50.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 week</title><content type='html'>You are 6 weeks 2 days today, my little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having backache and some brown spotting. Oh I hope this is normal. Honestly, I freak out when I went to the toilet. I hope you are alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7774954639842661453?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7774954639842661453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/6-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7774954639842661453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7774954639842661453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/6-week.html' title='6 week'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-4895444547556360112</id><published>2011-07-20T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:30:09.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again..</title><content type='html'>Hello baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mummy is very sad today. Got scolded coz someone is late for grandpa's appointment. Got scolded by some fussy people at work. Got scolded by your daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please promise you be there for me. I love you before i even see you.  I cant wait for the dating scan, my love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know. You are very special. Mummy got to go on medication to have you. Mummy will elaborate when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Your emotional down mother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-4895444547556360112?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/4895444547556360112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4895444547556360112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4895444547556360112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-again.html' title='Hello again..'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-5282324914699716386</id><published>2011-07-18T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:01:59.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little one - Insya Allah</title><content type='html'>We been waiting quite a while for the little one. Both of us were too overwhelmed, lost of words, happy, excited when we got to know about the positive result. Alhamdulillah and thank you Allah . It is gonna be whole new journey for us and I am praying hard that I will go thru it. Insya Allah. It is abit awkward but hey, I 've changed my diet. Strictly no coke. no gassy drink. no coffee. Been stuffing myself with soya bean, milk, green vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No major aversion to any food yet. But the morning sickness really makes me real sick and I just wanna lie in bed all day. I do get headaches but manageble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is 5 weeks and 2 days today. The next appointment with Doctor Marianne is next two weeks. I hope by that time, we can prolly hear his/her heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear Baby, both your father and myself is so excited to hear u. talk to you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-5282324914699716386?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/5282324914699716386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-one-insya-allah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5282324914699716386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5282324914699716386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-one-insya-allah.html' title='A little one - Insya Allah'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-4469590865630996470</id><published>2010-11-30T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:19:30.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><content type='html'>And finally we moved out last two Saturday! Twas an emotional one. But I somehow get over it. Its pretty awkward to wake up in a different place after living with parents for about 25 years. I used to wake up very late for work. My mum will by then, packed my food for lunch. So it used to be a very rushing morning. Wake up. Shower. Grab the food and go! Now, totally different scenario. Today itself, I woke up at 6.30am. Heat up the yesterday-food that I cook ( YES! I cooked!) Shower. Get ready. Had breakfast. Fuhyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so fun. So damn fun to have a place of your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-4469590865630996470?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/4469590865630996470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4469590865630996470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4469590865630996470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-267890499294939194</id><published>2010-10-27T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T12:32:41.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week after getting our huge investment</title><content type='html'>Its already one week after getting hold of the keys. Heeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hood and Hob - Done &lt;em&gt;(Thank you Dad for fixing up)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting of living room and rooms - Done &lt;em&gt;( Thank you Husband, Father in law, Bro in law, Kak Long, Zul)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiring for kitchen - Done &lt;em&gt;(Thank you Husband, You are the best)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you abah for the new lightings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain City is delivering our washing machine , fridge and oven this coming Saturday. &lt;em&gt;( Thank you Kak Ngah, Father and Mother for sponsoring)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen Cabinet confirmed. &lt;em&gt;(Thank you Mama.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will move out after Aidiladha... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-267890499294939194?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/267890499294939194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-after-getting-our-huge-investment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/267890499294939194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/267890499294939194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-after-getting-our-huge-investment.html' title='A week after getting our huge investment'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1715486264127118636</id><published>2010-10-13T08:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T12:33:54.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bapak</title><content type='html'>This morning, I went to work sooper early. Father still smoking his ciggies when I left. I was over at the side of the road and he was at the window looking at me walking towards the MRT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am afraid to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Bapak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1715486264127118636?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1715486264127118636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/10/bapak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1715486264127118636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1715486264127118636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/10/bapak.html' title='Bapak'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1500278040253455518</id><published>2010-10-06T11:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:43:37.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>So........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 11 days to house keys. Hubster and myself is busy looking for contractor for our kitchen cabinet. Busy hooking up for appointments with all sorts of contractor. Wish us luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, I am excited, happy and tra la la la la. However,past few nights, whenever I am alone, I feel really really sad. It is difficult to explain that feeling but I think this has got to do with moving out. I 've been at parent's house in Serangoon for 25 years of my life. I grow up here. Good memories....Bad memories...Oh how can I cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hubster moves out to stay with my family after we got married, he got emotional down. When I questioned him, why. He didnt answer.And now, when we finally got our own home and moving out soon, I feel it. Been crying the past night whenever I am alone. Dont get me wrong. I am not forcing myself to move out. I love to be independent. Its just that I 've been so so so so close to Mum, Dad. I may not be a good sister to my siblings. I may not be always there for them. But I will miss the little moments when my brother scare me when I comes out of the toilet. I will miss irritating my sisters. I will miss waking up, hearing Mum's nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that little little things... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we got back home late. I peeked into parent's room. Father sleeping with his shorts&lt;em&gt;.(he usually sleeps with his sarong, btw)&lt;/em&gt; So I take a closer look&lt;em&gt;(just to check, heh!),&lt;/em&gt; then walked back to my room. Few minutes after that, he came knocking at mr room door. &lt;em&gt;" Ina, Kau nak apa?"&lt;/em&gt;And so I said &lt;em&gt;" Takde pape, Nak tgk bapak aje."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just me. Alot of people moves out from parents' place. Do they feel the same as what I feel now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has been saying," Kau dtg hari-hari amik lauk". Its not that I dont want. I respect my husband's decision - to educate me to be independent and responsible too. He want us to be able to stand on our our own. But I cant bring myself to tell her, oh no Mum, I am not coming everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak and Pak - Me love you both many2. Semoga di panjang kan usia. Insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;Sisters - If you all happen to read this. Thank you for everything single second that we all share at 332. Me love you both also.&lt;br /&gt;Bro - Congratulation for your long awaited room. Wa sayang sama lu bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Husband,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the sweetest husband on earth minus the temper and naggings. I love you alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may sound ridiculous. Hougang and Serangoon is too near but.......................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1500278040253455518?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1500278040253455518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1500278040253455518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1500278040253455518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8458399887020685692</id><published>2010-09-28T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:24:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabinet..</title><content type='html'>Hello. Terrible week. Late night doing up reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So September is ending. We have yet to find anyone to do our kitchen cabinet! Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-8458399887020685692?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8458399887020685692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/cabinet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8458399887020685692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8458399887020685692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/cabinet.html' title='Cabinet..'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-294109624050475195</id><published>2010-09-16T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:58:05.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suker Skali..............</title><content type='html'>Someone offered to buy me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;built in oveeeeeeen....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I didnt beg for it by the way. Alhamdulilah. Rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, we shall look for a decent dining table. Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-294109624050475195?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/294109624050475195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/suker-skali.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/294109624050475195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/294109624050475195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/suker-skali.html' title='Suker Skali..............'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8027850382206354060</id><published>2010-09-15T17:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:38:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever + Work + House</title><content type='html'>Headache. Body Aching. I think fever is coming. Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a 1.5litre of ice mountain today. Oh please, dont get sick. I have to really finish up my report by this week.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Agent didnt get back to me about the actual date. Oh I hate waiting.Speaking of the house&lt;em&gt;(or shall I say apartmen,hahahaha),&lt;/em&gt; I ordered this beautiful wall clock online. &lt;em&gt;Nice right...Heh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517068981822520658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/TJCRAh7bfVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/qgt5F7UfPY4/s400/Z3057-1-2-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am currently saving my ass off to buy an oven. HAH! Die Die also I want a built-in oven. Our kitchen is kinda small so I dont really think we have enough spaces to put those oven, eg baby beiling on the worktop....So I really hope we get the keys soon because we almost got everything and we are getting pretty excited. One thing for sure, I will get emotional..2 train station away from my mother. How can I cope with that? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-8027850382206354060?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8027850382206354060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/fever-work-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8027850382206354060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8027850382206354060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/fever-work-house.html' title='Fever + Work + House'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/TJCRAh7bfVI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/qgt5F7UfPY4/s72-c/Z3057-1-2-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1683505463430481685</id><published>2010-09-10T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T09:03:47.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&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/7733462640193407158-1683505463430481685?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1683505463430481685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/s-e-l-m-t-h-r-i-r-y-t-o-l-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1683505463430481685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1683505463430481685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/s-e-l-m-t-h-r-i-r-y-t-o-l-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7547940701826474589</id><published>2010-09-07T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:11:27.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Hubby and  myself managed to pack 1/4 of our things. Everything looks neater and packing will resume after Raya. Tra la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Raya, I just want it to be over and done. I am so shagged after few occasions of late nights. Not forgetting baking and baking. Running here and there during weekends. Goodness. I am so glad to be able to celebrate Raya again this year. Insya Allah. May HE give good health  to my family. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my 26th birthday last Friday. Nothing fancy. Just him and me and dinner. Abit of shopping. I am so thankful to have him and lets grow old together, honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, lets countdown to house key! Raya, please come quick and go quickly too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7547940701826474589?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7547940701826474589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7547940701826474589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7547940701826474589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-6821043322073737719</id><published>2010-08-24T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T12:19:05.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory Glory Morning Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sesungguhnye, aku sedang berpuasa. Big B aka Pit Bull is testing my patience. This morning, I got the shocked of my life when I saw the morning glory at the fencing is destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/THNDHITKtbI/AAAAAAAAA34/ph2Plicva-o/s1600/IMG_1690%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508820558970271154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/THNDHITKtbI/AAAAAAAAA34/ph2Plicva-o/s320/IMG_1690%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/THNDGccI8dI/AAAAAAAAA3w/2UUJnTpSHwc/s1600/IMG_1687%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508820547196744146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/THNDGccI8dI/AAAAAAAAA3w/2UUJnTpSHwc/s320/IMG_1687%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I step into the office and Pit Bull sees me, he starts yakking and yakking. It was him who did the mess! &lt;em&gt;Macam aku nak tumbuk seh muka dia! &lt;/em&gt;You know, he is such pain in the ass. He continues to yak and yak for another 5 mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my job but this old man is really pissing me off big time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoots, we got ourselves curtains for our living room. Heh! If you dont know, there is another one month plus left  for us to get hold of the keys! Yeah! Hip Hip Hurray! We bought table runner, cushions and cushion covers and the calligraphy too! I tot of getting Ayat Kursi but couldnt find one. So we settled for the &lt;em&gt;3 surah Qul.&lt;/em&gt; Next will be furniture hunting......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-6821043322073737719?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/6821043322073737719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/08/glory-glory-morning-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/6821043322073737719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/6821043322073737719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/08/glory-glory-morning-glory.html' title='Glory Glory Morning Glory'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/THNDHITKtbI/AAAAAAAAA34/ph2Plicva-o/s72-c/IMG_1690%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1255037599266978436</id><published>2010-08-23T10:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T10:59:57.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I am back after months and months missing. I've been busy. Busy being a wife, daughter, sister, worker, muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife&lt;br /&gt;Its a year plus already. I survived one year of marriage life. ;P Many has been asking, ' Are you pregnant?' 'Da ader?'  and bla bla bla..Insya Allah, give us time. Give us time to enjoy each other company. With the house coming up, there is tons for us to settle. We are so sooper excited. Alhamdulilah, we bought appliances bit by bit. And we must thank our family for their generous contributions. Ameen. Honestly speaking, there is no words to describe how happy I am. Back then, I was so worried about getting a flat. I mean worried as in whether we could afford to buy one since the market price is all going up and up. Insya Allah, after moving out, we strive hard for babies making mode. Khe khe... For all I know, now, its money making mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter&lt;br /&gt;I've been closed to Mum like forever. Alhamdulilah,she is in good health. Her elder sister passed away about 3 weeks ago. It was a shocking news for all of us. But I am glad, she got to spent time with Aunt before Aunt pass on..I learnt to realise life is unpredictable. So now, I've been spending time with Mum often. Bring her out shopping. Accompany her to anywhere. Thankful to Hubby for being so close to her. No words can describe how much I love her. As for Dad, his health is not really that perfect. I remembered vividly, one morning, he was encountering short breath and I thought that will be the last time I see him. I didnt want to cry in front of him. So I shut myself in the room and cried . I cant sleep a few night after that. The thought of losing him just hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we may not be siblings whom will say i love you to each other. that wont hug each other. But I love them..Kak Long is now married.. Kak Ngah with 2 lil rascal whom I love very much. My one and only bro is now so abg -abg! Hah! He turned 18. That makes me so old. Dont remind me please. Hahah! Everyone is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worker&lt;br /&gt;Work is okay. I got pay rise. Alhamdullilah. Rezeki lebih. Colleagues is all good cept the manager who is a pain in the arse. You know he told me off last week saying that he did not report to me and he dont need to inform me where he is going. Gawd. I got so pissed off and I told him , even the DIRECTOR informs us whenever he is out for meeting. Him, a manager? &lt;em&gt;Abih nak perangai? Bla bla bla.&lt;/em&gt; I hate him. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muslim&lt;br /&gt;I've been catching up with the 5 rukun. There was once, I was so stress up with work and I turned to HIM. Solat istikharah will bring peace in mind and firm decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK. Enuff for now. I update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1255037599266978436?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1255037599266978436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/08/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1255037599266978436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1255037599266978436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-210582520584582889</id><published>2010-08-20T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:49:14.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For good..</title><content type='html'>I am back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-210582520584582889?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/210582520584582889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/210582520584582889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/210582520584582889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-good.html' title='For good..'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7010056492891755186</id><published>2009-10-04T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:48:16.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyeh Nyeh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I guess we are over and done with raya. Heehe. I've been busy with work - A&amp;amp;A works, R&amp;amp;R works, maintenance and bla bla bla. Been busy trying to improve my cooking/baking skills.  Remind me of my success of baking a Kek Lapis Choco . Haha. Hubs and all the people at home calls it Kek Lapis Lokek.  I spent close to 5 hours( laugh ok, laugh) baking it while I heard some pros did it for about 1.5 hrs.  I am not being lokek . But Hubs love it and he ate a big chunk of it. I got mad because my 5 hrs cake is being eaten! I havent even look and admire of the bootiful layers and he dare cut the cake! After that, I restrict him from touching it.Okla. Call me crazy. I get over it tho. Heehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs got another 6 more days with Xena. I hope Mrs DrZ will be good.We are going window shopping later and I just hope the headache will go away soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7010056492891755186?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7010056492891755186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/10/nyeh-nyeh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7010056492891755186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7010056492891755186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/10/nyeh-nyeh.html' title='Nyeh Nyeh.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8204019354617067166</id><published>2009-09-13T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:10:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R &amp; R</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While most of you are sleeping at home on this beautiful Sunday, here I am at office, trying to clear my outstanding works. Suker la korang dapat tido kat rumah! I am feeling sooper bingit because this is the last weekend before Raya. I got so many errands to run and by the time i got back, I am already tired and drained out. After B went to work last night, I spring cleaned our room and realised that I misplaced his chapal. &lt;em&gt;I tot I put it there, but tak ada.&lt;/em&gt; Takkan nak beli. Ciss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, after I finished work, B drove me to The Verge, &lt;em&gt;the former Tekka Mall&lt;/em&gt; .Hehee. &lt;em&gt;The Verge sounds better kan..=P.&lt;/em&gt;  I surprised Mum by getting her flowers! I mean for Raya la. Not the fresh ones. 60 dollars and B thought I was crazy. He still thinks Geylang is cheaper. Oh well....I didnt know there is another Sheng Shiong outlet in Verge. Since we would be &lt;em&gt;flying off&lt;/em&gt; to Shah Alam on Tuesday, I cannot find any other time that we would be free to get things done.  So....We shopped for cartons of gassy drink - norm for festive season la kan. And today, we shall continue rushing and running around to look for disposable plates. Yah. My sister and I dun want to end up in the kitchen washing dirty plates on the first day of Raya! So, disposable ones are easy peasy. &lt;em&gt;Amik.Makan.Buang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hmm. I better check on the 10 little indians. Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-8204019354617067166?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8204019354617067166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/09/r-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8204019354617067166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8204019354617067166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/09/r-r.html' title='R &amp; R'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-4328660695462994706</id><published>2009-09-07T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:29:21.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusty.</title><content type='html'>My blog is so berlapok. Oh Well. I am now married. Wedding is over. Hornymoon to Phuket is over. My birthday is over too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I update soon ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-4328660695462994706?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/4328660695462994706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/09/dusty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4328660695462994706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4328660695462994706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/09/dusty.html' title='Dusty.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7840351812406685425</id><published>2009-05-23T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:29:38.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smelly pillow and me</title><content type='html'>Oh....I've been waiting for today for so long.I slept the whole afternoon and ahhhh, shiok giler..I realised that I miss my smelly pillow. The pillow that my mum is eyeing to throw. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Since today,there is no urgent job at the bungalow, I spent the whole day at home. Only after magrib just now, B asked me to accompany him for dinner at Serangoon Garden. Other than that, I lazed around in my room. What a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B completed his course and will start his permanent shift which I somehow have to adapt. (or issit already adapt?).Hmmmm.. I somehow wish to drag him to be a civil servant. But later ah. The only plan is to hope that we could survive marriage life. Especially the financial issues. Other than that we are mentally ready! We hope to live comfortably,to be independent and to get a house soon. Insya Allah. I wouldnt want to talk about the queue number eh....It is so disappointing!Bleargh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a house is all about luck. We just got to wait then. I dont know whether you are reading but anyway, I love you la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,it is smelly pillow time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7840351812406685425?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7840351812406685425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/smelly-pillow-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7840351812406685425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7840351812406685425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/smelly-pillow-and-me.html' title='smelly pillow and me'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-6964999872792023497</id><published>2009-05-16T07:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:33:20.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still happy</title><content type='html'>Pardon me. I am feeling a lil pissed about something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,I really thinks that life is unfair. You know, about some issues that happened to me and some stupid morons a couple of years ago. Rude words were exchanged. The morons started interfered,started the mess, called me names and I joined in and taadaaaa..Up till now, I am the bad bad person. I have alot of eyes around me. My blog. My work.My family.My love life.They will eye on my little mistake and make the whole world knows about it. I used to feel down, sad and all the negative feelings. But for now, I dont bloody care. They are nobody to judge me. They are not going to help me when I need help. So................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the morons ever got the chance to see this blog of mine, I would only say, the world is not yours. You are not perfect yourself and stop thinking highly of yourself. Go get a life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and myself, together with my parents went over to ROMM to confirm the details. Afterwhich, father drove us to Joo Chiat. I finally got to eat the all time favourite dish at Hjh Maimunah - Siput Sedut!! Yum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, the two of us had late dinner at the newly open indian restaurant at Little India. I tell you, their butter chicken is marvellous with exception that the meal was expensive. Yelah,kata restaurant kan. I will definitely come back. Not often tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I want to meet Alice. Alice in Wonderland. Good Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-6964999872792023497?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/6964999872792023497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/6964999872792023497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/6964999872792023497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-happy.html' title='still happy'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7140648496354411646</id><published>2009-05-10T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:29:42.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>59th month</title><content type='html'>Thank you for being there for me for all this years..Thank you for being you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my legs are still aching. Work have been hectic and I am sooper busy preparing for the seminar at Bukit Chandu. Oh yeah, there is an article about the bungalow in Berita Minggu. Come on world, do drop by! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, legs are still aching due to the fact, yesterday we went to look for ribbons at spotlights. I was suppose to rest at home but since mum, auntie and sister are around, it is better. I am no good in deciding the colour combination. Haha. Thank you auntie &amp; sister for helping me to decide!Thank you sister for paying too. =p. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mum's Day to Mak, Mother in law, Aunties. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Hating us wont make you pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7140648496354411646?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7140648496354411646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/59th-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7140648496354411646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7140648496354411646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/59th-month.html' title='59th month'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-5863093735564542643</id><published>2009-05-04T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:12:29.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting hor.</title><content type='html'>This two weeks would prolly be rushing,stressful,heartbreaking, lethargic, running around and everything else. The seminar is next week and with the swine flu outbreak, they are changing to another location. I just want next week to be over soon! Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of good things, the dulang for the hantaran is ready! I dropped by neighbour's place and got really excited after she showed me the 'sarang burung' . Hahahahaha....Siap dengan burung sekali....Hahaha...And now I am wondering where the hell shall I put the helmet. Weee....I am excited plus nervous plus plus plus............There is always something to look forward to. For now, I think I am ready to overcome my fear! And to stop thinking about the stupid nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, today I want to say thank you to my boss who scolded me for nothing and made me cry. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada Esah , Ada Abas&lt;br /&gt;Ada hari, Boleh balas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself before you even love others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-5863093735564542643?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/5863093735564542643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/exciting-hor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5863093735564542643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5863093735564542643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/exciting-hor.html' title='exciting hor.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7350422649097128435</id><published>2009-05-03T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T03:48:14.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing greaaat</title><content type='html'>Time really past very fast. Without me knowing,it is already May. I am busy doing everything. Haha. I managed to get the wedding cards which everyone think is cute. The new bed and dressing table has arrived. I threw alot of unwanted junks from my wardrobe and save some space for B. I bought pillows and tried the new comforter set.I tried my 3 inch wedding heels and walked around the room. Hmmm. I just need more time to complete everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that I am sooper lazy to do is to follow Mum to sent the cards. But I guess, I am left with no choice. Hehe. I am abit sad too because my darling Perthling cant be here but I am happy for you for your new posting to Canada!Good luck sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest B, Thank you and I love you many many.&lt;br /&gt;Mum &amp; Dad, Thank you for helping and being kanchiong. I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;Siblings, Thank you for everything. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt, Thank you for your time. God bless you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends, Thank you for listening to my whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me and thank Allah for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself and dont look stupid by copying and pasting something else from the internet and made it as if it was written by you. It is so fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7350422649097128435?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7350422649097128435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/doing-greaaat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7350422649097128435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7350422649097128435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/05/doing-greaaat.html' title='doing greaaat'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-563376963143327441</id><published>2009-04-19T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:02:16.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and him</title><content type='html'>We fought.We cried.We laughed.We hate.We love. After all these years, he was the one who taught me the meaning of life. I love you B. Thank you for being you. Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/Ses6MGOlEuI/AAAAAAAAA3o/nYW8nAL_YOI/s1600-h/18042009(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326414963800347362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/Ses6MGOlEuI/AAAAAAAAA3o/nYW8nAL_YOI/s320/18042009(006).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/7733462640193407158-563376963143327441?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/563376963143327441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-and-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/563376963143327441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/563376963143327441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-and-him.html' title='me and him'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/Ses6MGOlEuI/AAAAAAAAA3o/nYW8nAL_YOI/s72-c/18042009(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1626291912606250847</id><published>2009-04-18T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:29:11.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work.</title><content type='html'>I am now at Pepys Road. Working on a Saturday really sucks. There were some VIP guest who came these morning and I got pissed off. I worked so hard trying to ensure everything went smoothly. And my efforts are not even being appreciated. Am really disappointed. When I took over the centre 8 months ago, the place were messy. But now, the office are so clean and everything is placed nicely. I dont want credits but at least ..............Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired now because I got home late yesterday and woke up too early for today event. B is reaching soon and I think I would feel better with him around to give me encouragement. Bleargh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I am getting married soon. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Put your heart, mind, intellect and soul even to your smallest acts.  This is the secret of success.  ~Swami Sivananda&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/7733462640193407158-1626291912606250847?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1626291912606250847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1626291912606250847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1626291912606250847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/work.html' title='Work.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1819831028304259344</id><published>2009-04-14T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:40:07.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still here</title><content type='html'>I was too busy with work. It took up majority of my time. I am loving the job because it gave me confidence and another point is that I can achieve my dream soon! Heh. Anyway, I’ve been busy too, you know preparing for the wedding. I’ve been drinking a lot of plain water and climbing up and down the staircase. I am not intending to lose a lot of weight in these two months. Being healthy and fit is all that I need. Medical report from KKH is out and no negative results. It is just my hormones are not stabilized yet. And because of these, it causes the acne problems. There is improvement after the last laser procedure and B is sponsoring the next one &lt;em&gt;( which I guess hefta wait after wedding)&lt;/em&gt; My dermatologist recommended to use La Roche Posay products. I am in love with them because my skin are suitable with them. B thinks I am crazy because I bought a 15ml serum which cost me a bomb. Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding cards is still not ready. The other day when I went over to check, there are a lot of mistakes. Stoopid people. They spelt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haji as Naji.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And they spelt my father in law’s name wrongly. Argh. And now, he is asking me to come down and check again next week. If the cards are still not printed, I will definitely take action! Dolmat punya apek!Father has been cleaning the house every weekend and there is no words that can describe how thankful I am to have a father like him. I love you many many, Bapak.Apart from cleaning everything, I did cleaned my room and gave away my bed to sister and sister actually gave her sofa bed to B. The room is sooper messy with (as usual), the cartons of boxes and no bed. Yah, NO BED. For the past 2 weeks, I have been sleeping on a stoopid old mattress. Maybe that is the reason, my body have been aching badly. Hehe. Last weekend eventually, I bought a new queen size bed for ehem ehem, the &lt;em&gt;pantins&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. I did grabbed a dressing table with a cute little stool. So more or less, the room are done. The curtains will be delivered anytime now. Hmmm. Do I need flowers? I am no good in arranging flowers. I was thinking to get people to buy lotsa of red roses and dump them in a vase and tadaaaaaa..Simple and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..I shall stop now because I am going back home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is one long sweet dream, and marriage is the alarm clock. ~Author Unknown&lt;/strong&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/7733462640193407158-1819831028304259344?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1819831028304259344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-too-busy-with-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1819831028304259344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1819831028304259344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-too-busy-with-work.html' title='still here'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-166420547540607955</id><published>2009-04-13T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:14:19.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/SeNWgR8VgdI/AAAAAAAAA3g/jWL-EreIDJ8/s1600-h/13042009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/SeNWgR8VgdI/AAAAAAAAA3g/jWL-EreIDJ8/s320/13042009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324194297054331346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-166420547540607955?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/166420547540607955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/166420547540607955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/166420547540607955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-hair.html' title='my hair'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l3aW_v9np7w/SeNWgR8VgdI/AAAAAAAAA3g/jWL-EreIDJ8/s72-c/13042009(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-3535993237879807541</id><published>2009-04-05T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:27:06.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long long time</title><content type='html'>It has been very loooong....I 've been busy with work,wedding preparations etc.....You know I am just pissed off by the actions of people trying to keep me in the dark about a certain issues. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and me viewed a house. The location is superb! However, there is alot of renovation works that need to be done.. We are not rushing into. If we get it, then good for us la. If we dont get it, it is just not our luck.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so cannot wait for the wedding to be over. I wouldnt want to explain so much. &lt;br /&gt;HFor now, I am so so pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-3535993237879807541?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/3535993237879807541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3535993237879807541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3535993237879807541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-long-time.html' title='Long long time'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8582328978986405874</id><published>2009-03-27T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:33:55.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PB</title><content type='html'>B would be getting his performance bonus.Teehee.&lt;em&gt;Aku yang excited eh.&lt;/em&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no news of my PB. The Boss did mentioned that he is pleased with my team for all our works. Hehe. But I wouldnt want to think so much about it. Whatever they give, I take. &lt;em&gt;Kira kan...tak cerewet ah.Yang penting happy&lt;/em&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got less than 3 months to our wedding. I am pretty excited about it and tra la la la.....Phuket!! I am so excited about going to Phuket too. I almost cancel the trip because the other day, I dreamt about going to Boracay. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I love Fridays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of Day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always strive to excel, but only on weekends. ~Richard Rorty&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/7733462640193407158-8582328978986405874?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8582328978986405874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/pb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8582328978986405874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8582328978986405874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/pb.html' title='PB'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-353180785688085602</id><published>2009-03-24T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:46:35.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am me.</title><content type='html'>What a Tuesday. I don’t wish to go to Hongkong for 3 weeks for the presentation . Do I have a choice??Argh. I went over to KKH for medical checkup and the doctor gave me pills. I have to stop with the other supplements then. I’ve been going for &lt;em&gt;vertical jogging&lt;/em&gt; at work. Haha. Actually, the main purpose is because, I am over seeing a big project at the roof. So everyday, I have to go up via the staircase. Argh Argh. It is sooo tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling stressful now. With the heavy work loads, sometimes, I feel like breaking down. Many times, I spoke to B and cried my heart out. It is not that I am sad or whatever but when I cry, I would feel much better. And I would be happy if they upgrade me further with all the sacrifices I made for work. With the &lt;em&gt;Fire Safety Manager certificate&lt;/em&gt;, I would prolly want to practice the post now. That would mean additional pay. Hurhur. But, by having a bigger pay means bigger responsibilities. Haiz……………....Anyhoots,I love my job. I got to communicate with all levels of people. From &lt;em&gt;Bangladeshi worker&lt;/em&gt; to even people from UK,Indonesia and etc! Likewise I always complain about the job, it is the best job I ever got. I just got to manage, liase, talk, shout, write, complain and etc…..Isn’t it good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many times, I push away the &lt;em&gt;good opportunities&lt;/em&gt; that came to my life. Like how I remembered I don’t want to go KL for attachment. Like how I got a scholarship and cannot continue doing it. So many other things which people might think, “ &lt;em&gt;eh bodoh nye dekni taknak grab the opportunity&lt;/em&gt;.” I always believe things happen for a reason. I may not see the reason yesterday, today or tomorrow. It might be years to come. Eg;After my 'O' levels, I thought I made a mistake by taking building and drafting course in ITE. I regretted for not choosing Information Technology or Business Studies.But now almost a decade after 'O'levels, I confidently say I am proud for making that decision that I made that very day with *Duta!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank B who has been around to support me in everything I do. I love you very much. Not forgetting my Mum and Dad who gives me everything. Nothing can repay whatever you all done for me. I love you all very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Duta is my ex boyfriend(Name has been changed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The purpose of life is not to be happy - but to matter, to be productive, to be useful, to have it make some difference that you have lived at all.  ~Leo Rosten&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/7733462640193407158-353180785688085602?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/353180785688085602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/353180785688085602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/353180785688085602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-me.html' title='I am me.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-889507571891618556</id><published>2009-03-22T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:14:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>B just got me the book, The Charming Man by Marian Keyes. It could at least keep me occupied.Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway B came over for dinner. Outta sudden, I felt so lucky. Lucky that I got to know B. He may be hot tempered but he could be nice too. He never fail to give the best to me and to everyone. Never stingy.Always share. I am just one lucky person. He might be shouting and nagging but actually its for my own good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all I know, he is independent. He can do the housework(hehe, I hope after marrying me, he can still continue to help me around.haha).He wash his clothes after everything pile up. He wash the dishes after he used them.He cook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may not be perfect but  for me,he is my everything,. What more can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed about the two days event with my eheem ehemm wedding planner and the cameraman too. Haha. I strictly told him that I dont want to do any stoopid posing in front of the camera!!No way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spoilt brat will never win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-889507571891618556?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/889507571891618556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/889507571891618556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/889507571891618556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-2394130487615214769</id><published>2009-03-21T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:15:48.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Argh. I dont feel like counting down.Everything is so fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my sisters today. Initially,we wanted to go to Ben &amp; Jerry but were too lazy to queue. We ended up in Secret Recipe and i love love the choco cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must thank second sister for treating us. Weee.. I got a whole set of Clinique makeups. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very stressful now. Havent seen B for quite a number of days. I miss him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No money,no talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-2394130487615214769?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/2394130487615214769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2394130487615214769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2394130487615214769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1611932446145026843</id><published>2009-03-16T09:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:08:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>All thanks to the rushing and mini shopping at Batam yesterday.My body are all aching badly. Mum and myself bought alot of things - detergent la body soap la etc etc. Fuh. damn cheap sia. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very lazy. Very lazy to get up.Aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday will never change.&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/7733462640193407158-1611932446145026843?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1611932446145026843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1611932446145026843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1611932446145026843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7707763174858346589</id><published>2009-03-14T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:10:34.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blackberry not?</title><content type='html'>I am blogging away with my new phone. I got myself Nokia E63 and for B,he chose the better one E71. Since i am needed to get 24hrs email for work, I prolly would apply for pushmail. I arranged an appointment with my IT engineer to install the settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still dying to get an I-phone.Sob Sob. But nevermind. Hurhur.I gave my LG Ks20 to sister and sorry lil brudder, you got too many phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean by having a car it implies that you are rich. Sometimes,it cause you to be poorer without you knowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7707763174858346589?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7707763174858346589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/blackberry-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7707763174858346589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7707763174858346589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/blackberry-not.html' title='blackberry not?'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-3071894684354241707</id><published>2009-03-13T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:02:53.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new phone. I got a new phone..Tra La La..Thank You B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and myself are going to have dinner at Mak Busu's place. I smell BBQ chicken!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Fridays!I simply love Friday. Yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There aren't enough days in the weekend.  ~Rod Schmidt&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/7733462640193407158-3071894684354241707?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/3071894684354241707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3071894684354241707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3071894684354241707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-3879767861539939026</id><published>2009-03-11T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:57:59.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marchie March</title><content type='html'>It is already the middle of the week. How time flies. With all the financial year closing, it is driving me crazy. I decided to follow Mum to Batam this Sunday. Not fair for her to go with Aunt when she is intending to get the curtains for my rooms. More or less, I have to accompany them, shop with them and carry the stuff for them. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March is ending too soon. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the wedding, it gives me a feeling that I cannot describe. It is just a mixed feeling of everything. &lt;em&gt;Thank you love for loving me. Thank you Mum for everything. Thank you Dad for sponsoring the catering. Thank You sisters for sponsoring and giving me ideas for the wedding. Thank You Mak Busu for every little things that you do. Thank you so much. Without all of you, I would be dead by now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't marry the person you think you can live with; marry only the individual you think you can't live without. ~James C. Dobson&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/7733462640193407158-3879767861539939026?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/3879767861539939026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/marchie-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3879767861539939026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3879767861539939026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/marchie-march.html' title='Marchie March'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-2162260204157277198</id><published>2009-03-06T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:24:50.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry. I got D for my English Paper for 'O' Levels.</title><content type='html'>As mentioned in the subject above, it was not the end for me after I enrolled myself to ITE. I never never regret. I got good grades. Went to poly skipping the first year. Good Grades. Start working to seek for experiences. Gained enough and left.Be the first female officer in a company.Was responsible for the operation for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choo choo&lt;/span&gt;.Left even though was being counter offer to a higher pay. Start working and again became the first female officer in charge for 3 institutions. Got offered to continue study. Got offered to work in Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say is&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Alhamdulilah&lt;/span&gt;. It pays when you work really hard. Eventhough, I cant enjoy the two offers given, I feel so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Apologize for a few days break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that night on B birthday, we had dinner at Lau Pa Sat and afterwhich we headed down to Insomnia. The rest was history. The whole lot of us had fun jumping around. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went for my consultation with Dr P at NSC today. She is not recommending me to go for the next surgery anytime soon because it will take about 6 months to recover. I guess, I hefta to wait for the wedding and follow up with the next one. I spent hundreds of smackeroos today buying the lotion and etc. Oh damn. I guess I-Phone has to wait .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to look look see see for his mama birthday pressie. We decided to get a watch and suddenly, it reminds me of my DKNY that he bought for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hantaran&lt;/span&gt; which is still in the cupboard. How terrible eh, to wait until June. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I am so so sleepy. I am going to Geylang Serai tommorrow with mum,sisters,aunt and cousin! We are going to print the wedding cards and please, I want a black and gold card too! Since the matriach are paying, will not ask for expensive cards. I believe majority of the people will not even bother to keep or frame them right? So why waste money buying the expensive one? Up to individual actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;One should examine oneself for a very long time before thinking of condemning others.  ~Moliere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-2162260204157277198?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/2162260204157277198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-i-got-d-for-my-english-paper-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2162260204157277198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2162260204157277198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-i-got-d-for-my-english-paper-for.html' title='Sorry. I got D for my English Paper for &apos;O&apos; Levels.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1957262390400613316</id><published>2009-03-04T09:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:49:46.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 27TH BIRTHDAY LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were chilling at HV. At 12 am sharp, I hugged him and shouted HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I told him what I got him for his birthday and he is eager to see them. He sent me back home up to the lift landing and waited for me to go in to my crib. hahaha..&lt;em&gt;Dia ingat aku nak amik presents pastu pass kat dia&lt;/em&gt;! Wait long long la ok! hurhur. I am so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you darl. Love every bit of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A birthday is just the first day of another 365-day journey around the sun.  Enjoy the trip.  ~Author Unknown&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/7733462640193407158-1957262390400613316?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1957262390400613316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/27th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1957262390400613316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1957262390400613316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/27th.html' title='27th'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-9221488416733189049</id><published>2009-03-01T20:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:05:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud of them</title><content type='html'>What a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bengap &lt;/span&gt;weekend for me. B can be such a pain in the ass at times. Argh. Stoopid. Stoopid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Mimi's gig at Arts House. I am so proud of the lil kiddo. For a first timer, the band is awesome! You go boys! God Bless you kids. There are a few short video that B took. These are one of them and please do enjoy it. Going to a gig made me feel 10 years younger. Haha. Oh Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-857f51c9375d5808" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D857f51c9375d5808%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331273077%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14F6A7BA4C68A2144344C6F3371A2B2BA2F7A569.7D8BA7295775DC5C8701FE3222A6668ACFC8318A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D857f51c9375d5808%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2bwrXNgHlHWT6idL2NkgmkpuGho&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D857f51c9375d5808%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331273077%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14F6A7BA4C68A2144344C6F3371A2B2BA2F7A569.7D8BA7295775DC5C8701FE3222A6668ACFC8318A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D857f51c9375d5808%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2bwrXNgHlHWT6idL2NkgmkpuGho&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to try out baking a chocolate cake for B instead of cupcakes. Heh! I am so fickled minded! It looks easy measy.  Haha. B is not someone who will say nice or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedap&lt;/span&gt; or whatever. So no matter how hard you try, he will say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oklah. &lt;/span&gt;He will only say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedap&lt;/span&gt; to shut other's mouth. And I am so used to it. Hurhur. B oh B. I really thought the idea of baking a butter cake with chocolate butter cream frosting is delicious! I baked a butter cake today, and it looks awesome even though I didnt got the chance to eat it. Bleargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another 110 days and B will move out and stay with his new family. And also, a whole new family for me too. And its time for him to learn to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bapak&lt;/span&gt;. And for me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abah&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe.How awkward eh for both of us eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family.  ~Anthony Brandt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-9221488416733189049?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=857f51c9375d5808&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/9221488416733189049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/proud-of-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/9221488416733189049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/9221488416733189049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/03/proud-of-them.html' title='Proud of them'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-697339506659463026</id><published>2009-02-27T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:21:52.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilling Out at HV</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since B and me chill out at HV. A very long long time. We had a sumptous dinner and simply talked and joked about everything. It kept me wondering, maybe that is the reason I fall in love with him. I so cannot wait for the paintball event. I love you b. Love you very much. Love you even tho at times you are pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We somehow thought that by 1st May, we shall stop meeting each other. Relax more. Eat less. Exercise more. Do whatever we want. So much to list down in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots,I decided to have a simple birthday dinner with him and sister in law at Lau Pa Sat. Sister and future brother in law would prolly join in together.Instead of ordering a birthday cake, I thought baking cupcake for him would be good. Since Lau Pa Sat would be available only at night, then I will have the whole afternoon to bake. I also asked sister in law to come along that afternoon to help. Wee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B has been so excited about his birthday presents. I 've been telling him that I got him nothing because I am broke. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is sooper killing me. Today, I climbed up to the rooftop for six times. I am overseeing a project for a roof garden and the contractors are given only a week to complete it. Poor Bangla workers. They carried 300 bags containing 25kg of substrate! But I didnt care, I want them to complete soon!Real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for now, I cannot go home because I need the boss to approve some documents and he is stuck in the meeting and I hefta to wait for him to sign the papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We loved with a love that was more than love. ~Edgar Allan Poe&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/7733462640193407158-697339506659463026?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/697339506659463026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/chilling-out-at-hv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/697339506659463026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/697339506659463026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/chilling-out-at-hv.html' title='Chilling Out at HV'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-4986127757565305156</id><published>2009-02-26T10:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:22:47.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>I spoke to B during our dinner at Billy’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(will comment on the food on my next para).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; At the moment, he is not interested with the idea of &lt;em&gt;‘moving’&lt;/em&gt; to another country. With reservist and other commitments, I think we got to drop the opportunity.Anyway, he gave me a whole lot of nag and more nag about me being egoist, emotional, etc…Oh. He, who always give me the strength.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the food at Billy’s is so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; unlike the previous occasion that I was there! The only food that I still love is their cheese fries and their milk shake. And the worse part is, I vomited. B got disgusted and I laughed my heart out. Haha. What a waste of money. B paid close to 100 bucks for the dinner and the food was so-so. He had nachos which we believe the serving at Harry’s is much better. We planned not to make a comeback. No more. Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt; to nowhere and ended up in Funan Centre. We got our dietary supplements at GNC and after which we &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt; to the busstop. What a day. I got home, saw HorFun which Mum prepared. No leftover for me. I took a shower and went to sleep. Woke up this morning, while going to the toilet, I saw Mum was packing a full meal for sister. Came out of the toilet, nothing for me. Went to the room, get ready, then prepare two slices of bread with peanut butter and off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson&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/7733462640193407158-4986127757565305156?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/4986127757565305156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4986127757565305156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4986127757565305156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1612427226391572884</id><published>2009-02-25T10:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:25:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demand</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I took a pamphlet from a prolly aged man while walking towards Clarke Quay Mrt. After reading it, I thought it was useful and brought it home. I read up the website which is given in the pamphlet and now I though of giving it a try! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Migrate to Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am not serious about it but I thought it would be good if I got the chance to work and gain some experience. It would be a risk and needs lot of effort in looking for a right job. Another issue is that to find a job not only for myself but for B too. I haven’t spoke to him yet but will have to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is appropriate for B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Electrical Distribution Tradespersons - Supervisor&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Engineering Associate&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Engineering Technician&lt;br /&gt;Electrical Powerline Tradesperson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Electrician (General)&lt;br /&gt;Electrician (Special Class)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Electricians - Supervisor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Building Inspector&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Building Surveyor&lt;br /&gt;Civil Engineering Associate&lt;br /&gt;Property Manager&lt;br /&gt;Quantity Surveyor&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not feeling negative or whatsoever. Whatever plans can be only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I just want to be independent and I don’t want to be accused of being spoon feed. Being the guinea pig. Being the one who go high over heels to please people &amp;amp; in the end, she was shoot right at the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship. ~Louisa May Alcott&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1612427226391572884?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1612427226391572884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/demand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1612427226391572884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1612427226391572884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/demand.html' title='Demand'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-4559606070718809248</id><published>2009-02-24T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:06:15.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B Birthday Prezzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sawadee Ka. Sabai Dee Mai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling good.So so good. I finally got B's birthday prezzie. Two of them and I hope he likes them. I love you many many B! Now, I am wondering how am I suppose to go back home taking the train with alot of things to carry. Oh Ya, I forgot to mention. I went groceries shopping too! &lt;em&gt;Craving for home-made potato salad la. Yummy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I need to live has been given to me by the earth.  Why I need to live has been given to me by you.  ~Author Unknown&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/7733462640193407158-4559606070718809248?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/4559606070718809248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-birthday-prezzie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4559606070718809248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4559606070718809248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-birthday-prezzie.html' title='B Birthday Prezzie'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7191090921073101677</id><published>2009-02-23T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:00:25.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawadee Ka</title><content type='html'>What a Monday. The piles and piles of contract documents are killing me. Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent decide on what to get for B's birthday prezzie! I gotta choose either a wallet or a new pair of shoes. Or shall I get both? No party because everything suppose to be sweet and simple. Maybe a dinner at Lau Pa Sat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as requested by him&lt;/span&gt;. And after which we would prolly just sit by the beach and look at the beautiful dark sky. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt I tell you that our flight to Phuket is booked? I managed to book the hotel room too. It may not be a 5 star hotel but I am pretty sure we would enjoy our stay there. Afterall, the best part is, I could claim 100% for our flight and hotel. That is the best. Be it budget airline or not-so-classy hotel, we are excited for our adventurous trip! khakha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got nothing else to say. I really hope tomorrow is just as great as yesterday. I am living my life to the fullest. The only person that I gotta please is me,myself and I and not anyone else. And you B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;la-gon.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lao jer gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;" &gt;Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.  ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7191090921073101677?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7191090921073101677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/sawadee-ka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7191090921073101677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7191090921073101677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/sawadee-ka.html' title='Sawadee Ka'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-3506112585574393244</id><published>2009-02-22T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:29:18.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>I had a screwed weekend. I was involved in a very big argument with Mum. I couldnt endure it anymore and said things which are not supposed to be said. No matter how hard I try to please everyone, help around to do things, I would always be blame for everything. Never would I forget for the rest of my life. Never. Anyway, I love you, Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I went shopping just now to get prezzies for A&amp;amp;A birthday party next week. Got them polo shirts from GAP. I was thinking to get one for B but he wants something else for his birthday. Both me and B was looking high and low for my wedding heels and finally found a particular shop with alot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling bling&lt;/span&gt; heels. Haha. I was asked to get one silver,one gold/champagne and one black. Since I got lots of black heels, I didnt bother to look for one because afterall, for that two days, not necessary to spent so much. I must thank the salesgirl because she was so helpful .&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or maybe we are the only customer, and she was too happy to assist us)&lt;/span&gt;. I tried almost 20 pairs of heels and finally got 2 pairs. And it cost me only $88.80. One is only 20 smackeroos. It was from the display set and looks not so new. Since I love it, I dont care if its a display set or whatever. 20 smackeroos and wadya to expect. khekhe. The other one is silver with alil bit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling bling&lt;/span&gt;. Heels done and it is so within my budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next item would be a bed and a new dressing table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Quote of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;A daughter may outgrow your lap, but she will never outgrow your heart.  ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-3506112585574393244?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/3506112585574393244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3506112585574393244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3506112585574393244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-1105250688845782338</id><published>2009-02-19T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:55:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell the sea,sand and sun.</title><content type='html'>We are going to Phuket for our getaway after the wedding! I strictly will not consider it as honeymoon because I always wanted at most a one or two week honeymoon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( Dream on la hor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B wants to go to Genting Highland, but I dun want to....Heh! I am going to book the flight tickets tommorrow! Yeah again! Phuket, Here we come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mum told me Aunt is baking/making the wedding cupcakes for me. I havent got the chance to talk to her yet but will do so soon. Thank You Aunt. I really appreciate that.. I think it is too boring to talk about the wedding. Almost everything is planned. It is a matter how perfect it will be. I would be glad if everything goes 100% my way. Kak R from dot dot wedding services came yesterday to survery my void deck and I think I will just settled with whatever I planned earlier on. No point paying another 1-triple 0 bucks for wanting the dias to be outdoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya. I am tinking about the trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought everything is exciting and adventurous! We are planning to go for ATV tours and many more! Crazy isnt it.I want to do this with him! I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;Love is what you've been through with somebody.  ~James Thurber, quoted in &lt;i&gt;Life&lt;/i&gt; magazine, 1960&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-1105250688845782338?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/1105250688845782338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-smell-seasand-and-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1105250688845782338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/1105250688845782338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-smell-seasand-and-sun.html' title='I smell the sea,sand and sun.'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-800860396228087</id><published>2009-02-16T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:26:11.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE MONDAYS</title><content type='html'>Teehee. As usual, Monday is a very very stupid day for me. I got a bad diarrhoea. It might be due to the junk foods that I ate yesterday. Haha. We had so many balloons where the kids swim in it in my room. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to buy wedding heels. I dont see why I should buy those expensive ones because it is so not worth my money to get something that would end up on my feet. A friend got herself a wedding heels which cost her 600 buckeroos! I would rather save that money to get new gadgets! heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With money you can buy almost everything. However, with money, you cant buy love.&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/7733462640193407158-800860396228087?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/800860396228087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/800860396228087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/800860396228087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-monday.html' title='I HATE MONDAYS'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-4670825418642009068</id><published>2009-02-15T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:58:17.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outfits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;I promised myself that I would post something everyday. Grr. I cant find the time. Work is taking up so much of my time. Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......B and me went to the bridal shop yesterday to choose the outfit. 9 outfits to choose and I went bonkers. We took almost 3 and half hour.I was too tired of trying and I ended up choosing the stupidest outfit for the last two. haha. Anyway, we settled for these,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Nikah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:White Kebaya. (Chose something not revealing, as requested by Mum)&lt;br /&gt;Him: White Baju Kurung with White Songkok and white samping. (hmmm, I think white chapal is matching, heh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Berinai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be prolly no berinai thingy. Berinai is.........alaa..Yang tabur tabur kat muka pengantin tu.If there is no berinai, we shall just take pictures la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Red lacey &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;A-go-go&lt;/span&gt; top with matching skirt(HAHAHHAHHAH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Him: Black Baju kurung with red Samping and I guess with red songkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me: A very simple songket. Not a kebaya but I dont know how to describe it. Since it is simple, instead of a modern hairstyle, I wanted sangguls! Still considering la.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Matching songket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Bertandang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lacey gown with tube. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(this one would be a little bit revealing la but please la, for this one day only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Modern Coat&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; (I already warned him to get proper shoes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio Shot&lt;br /&gt;1.Javanese Style.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; ( I manage to get B to agree!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.White Wedding Gown&lt;br /&gt;3.Lacey Kebaya&lt;br /&gt;4.Arab Style &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(hahahhaha, this is stupid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Indian Style&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(hahhaha, again this is also stupid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gonna be fun. I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. ~Robert Heinlein&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/7733462640193407158-4670825418642009068?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/4670825418642009068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/outfits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4670825418642009068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/4670825418642009068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/outfits.html' title='Outfits'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-403248439065675686</id><published>2009-02-11T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:05:22.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Work is hell but I am glad that it is middle of the week. I've been working late for the past weeks. Never got the chance to go back at 6 sharp. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly.  ~Proverb&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/7733462640193407158-403248439065675686?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/403248439065675686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/403248439065675686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/403248439065675686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-2850304074655262167</id><published>2009-02-10T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:08:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th</title><content type='html'>Happy Anniversary Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love one another and you will be happy.  It's as simple and as difficult as that.  ~Michael Leunig&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/7733462640193407158-2850304074655262167?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/2850304074655262167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/10th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2850304074655262167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2850304074655262167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/10th.html' title='10th'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-272802180212645330</id><published>2009-02-09T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:46:44.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Be yourself and live life the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-272802180212645330?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/272802180212645330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-loving-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/272802180212645330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/272802180212645330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-so-loving-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-5566680135216726080</id><published>2009-02-08T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:11:26.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am doing it!</title><content type='html'>I've just launched &lt;a href="http://www.blackcloset.multiply.com"&gt;www.blackcloset.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good about it. I don't trust anyone else to be my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;partner&lt;/span&gt; except for myself. Hehe. B would be my shareholder la hor. Haha. I hope to receive good respond from people. Insya Allah. There is nothing to lose. I gotta to try it. I cannot sit and wait. This is what I want to do. When playing a game, there is always a winner and a loser. It applies to starting up a business too. Its either you gain or you lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you B. You, who always put me first. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;" &gt;For you see, each day I love you more&lt;br /&gt;Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;~Rosemonde Gerard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-5566680135216726080?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/5566680135216726080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-doing-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5566680135216726080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5566680135216726080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-doing-it.html' title='I am doing it!'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-2286807013978557408</id><published>2009-02-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:07:06.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To do or not to do</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole afternoon baking brownies. Khekhe. I am charging the customer for the delivery  charges too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Macam faham eh&lt;/span&gt;. Afterall, B is the only person who has been encouraging. I bet he could be my sales/marketing manager. This morning, while talking to him, he kept mentioning about quality....freshly bake...etc etc...Hmm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dulu berangan nak jadi marketing officer kot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to start a business selling women's apparel. But I fear that it would not be successful. Maybe I should start selling at pushcarts or flea market. I need some money for a start. But I need the money for Project X. Maybe I should wait. Wait till? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much B. You, who never fail to cheer me up. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;To the world you might be one person, but to one person you might be the world.  ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-2286807013978557408?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/2286807013978557408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-spent-whole-afternoon-baking-brownies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2286807013978557408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/2286807013978557408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-spent-whole-afternoon-baking-brownies.html' title='To do or not to do'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-3298185199779180761</id><published>2009-02-06T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:58:38.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>I am cracking my head on what prezzie I should get for B 's upcoming birthday in March. Getting him a helmet is not what that he need since he got quite a number of them. Giving him a surprise would be hell for me because for all the years, all my plan back fired. Haha. The only succeeded plan was the first year we date each other, whereby I managed to get hold of his good friends. Oh. How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year, I thought of making it short,simple and sweet for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I would like to be something to someone. ~Javan&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/7733462640193407158-3298185199779180761?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/3298185199779180761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3298185199779180761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/3298185199779180761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-5768098669400582924</id><published>2009-02-05T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:29:56.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Datelines</title><content type='html'>Work is hell with all the stupid datelines. All for the money. Alhamdulilah. I got 4 orders for my brownies. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart. ~Kay Knudsen&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/7733462640193407158-5768098669400582924?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/5768098669400582924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-missing-someone-whenever-youre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5768098669400582924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/5768098669400582924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-missing-someone-whenever-youre.html' title='Datelines'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-8966417283655024689</id><published>2009-02-04T15:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:30:21.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Affairs</title><content type='html'>Wedding Affairs called me up earlier on. They asked when we are going down to choose the baju. I answered them, &lt;em&gt;Friday the 13th!&lt;/em&gt; hurhur. B still refuse to wear Javanese style for our studio shots. I give in then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Work is killing me softly! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. ~Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-8966417283655024689?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/8966417283655024689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-affairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8966417283655024689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/8966417283655024689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-affairs.html' title='Wedding Affairs'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-7474137885805892724</id><published>2009-02-03T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:02:09.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gyming</title><content type='html'>I almost cry when i got back to office and saw the pile up of files and document on my desk. You see, yesterday, I was at site for the whole day and didnt get the chance to go back to main office. I took almost half a day to clear everything and not to forget to attend to two meeting. Wow. Macam supeerwomen gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, everyone miss me. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum packed rice with &lt;em&gt;rendang&lt;/em&gt; for me. I didnt eat the packed food because I skip lunch. Ehem ehem. I followed a friend to a gym and haha...I hit the threadmill. Mua haha. I gotta to lose the sooper extra fats on my belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now so hungry because I had a moderate breakfast which consist of two piece of bread and a glass of soya bean. And now, the stomach is making so much 'noise'. Bleargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-7474137885805892724?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/7474137885805892724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/gyming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7474137885805892724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/7474137885805892724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/gyming.html' title='Gyming'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-6376852556422895700</id><published>2009-02-02T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:59:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC</title><content type='html'>I am back to work after 10 full days of MC. You can imagine the morning sickness I had to suffer when Mum woke me up. Bleargh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,its 138 days to my wedding. I am still preparing and more preparing. I believe the most important thing to prepare is the life after the wedding? Am I prepared to be wife? I hope so. Define wife. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.My room are in such a mess that I could not endure it anymore. The carton boxes of the wedding gifts are stacked in a corner of my room. And mess,mess messy everywhere. The flowers and other things for my hantarans are also in boxes. Argh. I cannot count how many boxes. There are alot of them. Or maybe I am plainly lazy to count them. My room is in a terrible state. To sleep with cartons of boxes for months? I am doing this for the wedding. The two bloody days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months,I settled the hantarans. I spoke to Cousin's wife, &lt;em&gt;Kak L&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already. She will do up the basic skeleton of the &lt;em&gt;'cage' &lt;/em&gt;for me. And I would do up and finish everything else myself or maybe asked Cik Z to help. Oh well, I am a next door girl who cannot afford a wedding planner so I strive and work hard to plan for my own wedding. How I wish...................To save money, I would prolly do up my own cupcakes. I wouldnt want to spent 4oo bucks for just a 3 tiers wedding cupcakes. No No.That 400 bucks would be good if I use it on a new phone. I need them. So the cuppies would decorated with black icing and errmmm, I still donnoe what to put for the topping. Anyway, I must thank Cik Z in advance for helping. Nothing can repay her kindness towards me and the family. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family has been great. I demanded brother, brother in law and future brother in law to wear black. And for Mum and sisters, they hefta to wear brown or gold? Up to them actually. I would love if they wear black. Heh! But it gotta be hot for them eh. Aunties and Uncles had been asking of the colour, since I am not sponsoring, any colour also can la hor. But if you all want to wear gold or black, then lagi ok! It is not a must tho.Enough of the wedding. I will sound like a bridezilla soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots,Yan, my ex colleague cum my good buddy cum good advisor came to visit me just now! I miss the old good times in SBS transit. And goodness me, I miss the boys!! Kekhe....I miss miss them!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-6376852556422895700?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/6376852556422895700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/mc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/6376852556422895700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/6376852556422895700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/02/mc.html' title='MC'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7733462640193407158.post-164985375182114881</id><published>2009-02-01T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:46:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning....Soon..</title><content type='html'>Needless to say. This blog is all about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Project X &lt;/span&gt;-The  journey of love with the one that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I would rants everything about me,me and me in here and maybe a lil bit about him.&lt;br /&gt;The other blog has been officially close due to uncivilised people. ***evil grins***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back soon aite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7733462640193407158-164985375182114881?l=project-xian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/feeds/164985375182114881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginningsoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/164985375182114881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7733462640193407158/posts/default/164985375182114881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-xian.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginningsoon.html' title='A New Beginning....Soon..'/><author><name>Project Xian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13837875982776932106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
