<?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-20191783</id><updated>2011-08-04T06:53:51.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sting me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-116019836207216079</id><published>2006-10-07T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:26:29.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've &lt;a href="http://sfai.livejournal.com"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt;.. again. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started: Dec 26th, 2005. less than a yr old. ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-116019836207216079?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/116019836207216079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=116019836207216079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/116019836207216079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/116019836207216079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115900610689131285</id><published>2006-09-23T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:08:26.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eurgh. i typed a long entry but i don't know what happened nothing is published. don't expect me to type everything again la k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically 1) i'll be getting a sony-ericsson k750i phone in less than a month's time, hopefully. 2) i'm getting a new car. signed, sealed but not yet delivered. heh. will be a wk before hari raya tops. oh and it's a dark blue (black's out of stock. urgh) kia rio hatchback. i co-signed it, meaning i'm co-paying it too. &lt;em&gt;don't play play horrrr.&lt;/em&gt; 3) i've got lots of marking to do now and i'm nervous for the kids about their monday oral. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, Selamat Berpuasa to all my muslim friends. &lt;em&gt;kitorang keluar iftar same-same satu hari k?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115900610689131285?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115900610689131285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115900610689131285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115900610689131285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115900610689131285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/09/eurgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115867478093995789</id><published>2006-09-19T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:06:21.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of my cousin's dream is to have her creations modelled on runways in Milan. HOHO. big dreams i said. nothing is impossible, she said. she's only 16 btw. and she's got this major idea and she wants me to bring in the moolah. the capital. business partner, yo! haha. things are of course, still in discussion, but if things work out, it'll be wonderful man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, i just got wireless connection installed and i'm happy. i can now use the laptop wherever i am.. was in the kitchen, then in the storeroom (which is also the quiet room), and now i'm on my bed. not bad hor.. abit &lt;em&gt;jakun lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been buying LOTS of shoes lately. bought 4 pairs in 2 days. but, there are not all that expensive la. discounts rock! actually i dont quite get it when someone buys a pair of shoe for more than $50. it's just shoes lah. for me, as long as it's comfy, i buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, my kids will be having oral exams starting next week, and i need to revise with them tomorrow! or else it'll be a tad too late, me thinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115867478093995789?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115867478093995789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115867478093995789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115867478093995789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115867478093995789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-of-my-cousins-dream-is-to-have-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115773354111751462</id><published>2006-09-09T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T00:39:01.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>makan at simpang bedok a couple of hours ago was... economical! hahaa. had masala thosai for only $1.50. i really didn't know what to eat, so that was what i had lah. not bad la harr??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, was fun seeing the girls after plus minus 6 months of not meeting up! so tak percaya it's been THAT long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they had to squeeeeeeeeeze in my tiny car cos i was sending them to nearest mrt.&lt;em&gt; takpe la eh.. skali skali.. lain kali, insyaallah, kereta besar sikit lah ye.. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, just got confirmation from dear mother.. i'll be going &lt;em&gt;seberang tambak&lt;/em&gt; for a short 4D3N holiday this december holidays starting 16th. that means, i have to go apply leave or smthg smthg and make sure i'm not signed up for any course whatsoever during that period. we (20 of us) will be going kl and genting. 20 of us leh. this time paternal side of the familia. but it's a really good deal la, so yeap, we're going. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished term4wk1 lesson plan, and i'm not all tht sleepy that's y i'm here. once sch starts i'll be back to my busy-no-going-online-on-school-nights mode. always need a good nights slp before a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since fasting's in like 2 wks time, i still have to pay back my fasting. 6 more days to pay back. aaaaaarghlamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, tmr (sat) i've got &lt;em&gt;majlis ruahan&lt;/em&gt; for my late paternal grandfather at my aunt's place in wdlnds. we'll be going cp first cos my bro wants to buy some tshirts. (and i'm thinking of buying shoes from charles and keith!!! JP didn't have my size lah.. hrmph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sunday will be a movie-makan outing thing with sec sch mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then back to sch on mondays! kinda miss those munchkins. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115773354111751462?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115773354111751462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115773354111751462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115773354111751462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115773354111751462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/09/makan-at-simpang-bedok-couple-of-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115746989670046357</id><published>2006-09-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:24:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just painted my whole house! ok, minus my parents' and my room that is. and we've got kitchen and balcony to do tmr. "we"?? hoho. actually, more like my dad, bro and cousin. my mom and i just sat around pretending to give a damn, when we obviously know nuts about painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually my dad didn't want us to do cos then the paint might be patchy or something. not tt i mind lah. like i said i really don't care. but since they've started painting (yesterday morning), i've been the one pointing out the parts that are patchy and need retouching. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and them gentlemen very nice one.. just said, "umm." HOHO. anw, my family, we like the same colours. we like black, blue and white. that's the 3 basic colours that we all like. besides that, i've been quite inclined to liking the colour green. my brother's totally into dark brown. my mom still loves red. my dad, always and forever, the colour black. so my dad's fav colour doesn't differ from us lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 3 more wks to fasting month. and i've got 5 more days of fasting to pay back. i'll do it next wk la. so i can practise fasting while teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of teaching, i celebrated my very first teachers day last friday! w00h00! hahahahahahhahahahahaha. ok, yes, i received presents from my students. some gave me hugs (awwwwwwww), some made/bought cards for me (cuteeee), some gave me flowers (waaah) and some gave me red pens (the bestest gift!!). a few gave me picture frames, 1 gave me a pen holder, 1 gave me a brooch and another made me kuehs. soooo, all in all, i'm happy about what i've received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, as i've found out, 3 (out of the 6 of us) other cntrct teachers got so much more than me. one is teaching 3 class, the other 7, and the other, get this, 17 classes altogether! and me.. i've got 2 permanent classes, and 2 temporary classes (relief/personal tutorial time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, not bad for me lah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next! about my faulty-but-i'm-still-driving-it car. i'm gonna be driving a kia rio hatchback soon! and hopefully in our favourite colour - black! and get this, it'll be a manual car! ok, i actually told my dad that one of the reasons the engine went bust was cos i clearly changed the wrong gear and busted the engine right then and there. and that should be the cue for me to start being lazy and driving auto. but nnnnnnoooooo.. he insisted on me driving manual cos "then wat's the use of getting manual license???" hmmmm. ok, he fully sponsored my driving from beginning to end, so i guess he's just making sure it'll be put to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. for the next, what, 5 yrs(?) i'll be driving a black (hopefully) manual kia rio. and yes, yes, i'll be chipping in the monthly car payment, and i'm in charge of topping up petrol or &lt;em&gt;pam minyak&lt;/em&gt; as us malays would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of &lt;em&gt;pam minyak&lt;/em&gt;, did i talk about the first time i actually pumped petrol?? well i've actually never done it before. i'd usually drive to the station and by the time i get out of the car, the pump assistant will ask me which petrol i prefer and how much i want. so after telling him/her, i'd just walk into the shop and pay at the cashier. no need for me to pump the petrol. heeeeee. such convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intend to buy a big fat car in future. no, not murano. i've seen A LOT of muranos near my school lately. maybe cos A LOT of rich people live there la. anw i'm thinking of buying something practical, fuel saving and "soccer mom"-like. how? can??? HEHE. i want a car that is taller than me (not difficult to find cos i'm short ha ha). aiyah, nevermind, that'll be in about 5-8 yrs time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we can afford to buy a toyota picnic now. you know, instead of the rio. but we become selfish sometimes (!!). well i wouldnt say we. i'd say me. see, it gets me that some people can be so damn thick-skinned and ask to pick and send them back home. first of all, i don't know the freaking way around singapore la dol! (i only know from my place to some places je la) and if the thick-skinned passenger don't know how to lead the way, then good la, we'll be lost and we'll use up all of MY petrol la. URGH. then secondly, they are so bold, they even eat and leave crumbs and sweet wrappers in my car! &lt;em&gt;giler babi&lt;/em&gt;. aiyah but the ultimate is really just that thick-skinned &lt;em&gt;"hantu tompang"&lt;/em&gt;. really&lt;em&gt; tak tau malu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i'm like going the same way as where their destination is, yup, i'm fine with giving u a ride. somemore i wouldnt get lost cos i obviously know the way back to my home right. it's those people who expect me to send them from tampines to bukit batok then back to my home. cannottttt la dol. from tampines to bb i'd have to switch expressway a couple of times k. i could have stayed on pie from tampines to jurong and reach my home in what, 35minutes maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. and if it's like once in a lifetime &lt;em&gt;tak pe jugak. ni tak. &lt;/em&gt;everytime, all the time. and we're not even that close la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just me. for me, i believe in not troubling people. see if people wants to offer help, they would. there's really no need to ask them to help me. i dont like to trouble people to go all out and help me. aaaaaargh dono la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you know the whole "make yourself at home" or "&lt;em&gt;buat macam rumah sendiri" &lt;/em&gt;thing hosts say to their guests?? i don't get it. how do you make someone else's home yours? do you go to the kitchen and help yourself to a drink in the fridge? do you switch the tv on yourself? at least "make yourself comfortable" sounds not too bad. not like giving your home to your guest right. hmmm i'm just a little touchy lah. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh ok. i'm tired. see ya when i see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115746989670046357?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115746989670046357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115746989670046357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115746989670046357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115746989670046357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-just-painted-my-whole-house-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115685972286791307</id><published>2006-08-29T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:55:22.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ya, i forgot to add this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's (another cousin hor, not the one getting engaged) best friend's sister just got engaged  last sunday. she's 24 and her fiance's a local PR and doesn't know her all that well. i wanna say that it's an arranged engagement, but my cousin denies it is. soooooo.. whatever. ah well.. happy engagement to her i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing. i just found out, my aunt's niece from the other side of her family is under counselling cos they finally realized that she's anorexic. finally i tell you. i've met the 15-yr-old girl at family gatherings and i've always wondered why she's so skinny-fied! her parents are clearly not thin, and suddenly we have this frail looking girl. she said it's nothing and that she's fine. but since end of last yr she's been eating - get this - only 1 spoonful of plain rice every single day. wth. that is so tak betul la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her parents are both educated professionals, and only now they realized (or want to accept) that their daughter has a problem and needs help fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of parents, i can go into an essay-long review about today's parents. but i won't. cos it's close to my bedtime (HEHE). i'll go into detail about parents and their kids and everything related to that when i'm not trying to stop yawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i've been marking p5 and p6 CAs paper, and mygooooooodness, their language is embarassing lah. simple malay words, sentence structure, spelling and they can get wrong. and so i, apa lagi, deduct marks lah. :D 2 spelling error minus 1 mark. 1 language error, minus 1 mark. comprehension answers not up to standard, minus minus minus. HOHOHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't fret. i'm not the only strict one. that's just the way it is lah. and marking is tiring okay. i was marking non-stop from 2pm to 6pm just now. and we're still not done. tmr after school, gotta start of their composition. haiiiiii.. that's more tedious k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. all in a day's work. can't wait for cathing up on sleep and some rest starting this friday. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115685972286791307?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115685972286791307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115685972286791307&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115685972286791307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115685972286791307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-ya-i-forgot-to-add-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115685839964082984</id><published>2006-08-29T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:36:07.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my 25 yr old tall, handsome, peterpan lead singer look-a-like cousin is getting engaged this saturday. do u know what i felt when i first found out? ok, i was like, "huh? already? i thought he's single..." so i guess not. well, we're not close. but we do acknowledge each other and occasionally engage in small talks. and his mom is always generous about anything related to him. except his girlfriend. i dont even know her name la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother and i created a mental picture for that mystery future fiance of his. i wana say she'll look like any typical minah, but i shall not be evil right. HOHO. we'll see we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i've got this little quote i found.. "Whoever who gossips to you will gossip about you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmm. nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115685839964082984?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115685839964082984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115685839964082984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115685839964082984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115685839964082984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-25-yr-old-tall-handsome-peterpan.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115657065510369778</id><published>2006-08-26T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:37:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this monday marks wk 10 of term 3. tt means the last wk b4 holidays, then the start of term 4! time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i've actually been blogging in school. but due to some connection problems, i couldn't post up the entries. so since now i'm at home and doing nothing, here are the entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just so everyone knows, i'm blogging in school! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got 3 free periods before my last p5 class. after which i have my darlings p2s. cos as of tomorrow, i'm "in-charge" of all p2s. the other 2 malay teachers will be teaching all p5s and 6s malay students. i guess it's good for me. now that the allocation of classes has been confirmed by the principal herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so p2s huh. them 8-yr-olds. and i've got first and last periods filled. so that means usually form 9am to 11.30am i'm in the staff room doing lesson plan, marking and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, last wed (16 Aug) marks the day that my starlet decided that it's time she gets dumped. actually what happened was my fault; although not entirely lah. i on the way to school and on 5th gear. then cos i was going to slow down, i was planning to downshift to gear 4, only to accidentally engage the reverse gear. and that, my friends, is very very very damaging to the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only prob was, i didnt realize i was in reserve gear for about 30 secs but by the time i corrected the gear, i knew it was too late. but i continued driving (cos i was 2 traffic lights away from my destination). then when i stopped at one traffic light, there was this schoolgirl who was crossing kept looking at my car. so i looked in the direction she was looking and realized that my front bonnet had smoke coming out of it. so i off the air-con, engine, on hazard light and ran out. HOHO. i went to the side road and called my dad and he told me to wait for the smoke to subside then drive in a carpark or something, then wait for him to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda scared to drive the car lah. and it smelled of burnt plastic! scaryyyyyy lahhh. but i continued driving to school, then back home in the afternoon. cos there was no problems, i drove the car on thurs, fri and sat. then on sat afternoon, when my dad drove the car, (i guess he acc too much or smthg), the engine fan died and the temp went high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when he said i shouldnt drive the car anymore, and we towed the darling away.&lt;br /&gt;now, for the good part. i'm getting a new car! and i'm paying daily petrol. hoho. monthly my dad pay lah. i guess it's fair cos i'm using the car most of the time anyway. but that'll happen in the next 2 wks or so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i had a random outburst of laughter in the middle of teaching a class just now. it was totally uncontrollable i tell you! i really couldn't stop laughing. and until now i don't know what made me laugh like tt. i think it was stress. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a really weird laughing fit. one of the students made a funny comment. funny, but not HAHAHAHAHHAHA type. funny, dumb kind. a comment about a mosque existing near his home which obviously isn't there. but i just said yes yes, ok ok, lets move on. and i couldn't move on! i laughed and laughed! i tried to control and kept breathing and calming myself down but i laughed for about 3 minutes. oh and there were even tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids were obviously shocked by what happened. no one was laughing. the guy who made tt funny, dumb comment laughed along with me for a while then stopped. i so wanted to leave the classroom to do something about the sudden laughing, but i couldn't la.&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;o i just composed myself slowly but surely. then i told the class that i wasnt laughing at the student, not making fun of him whatsoever. and tt i was laughing maybe because i was stressed up about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, class went on as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. if my teacher had sudden laughing fit, i tell you, i'll be scared out of my wits. i'd think she'd lost her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didn't really scare them that much. but maybe a little would be good. so they wont make so much noise (and make me stress out and really lose it) that will result in me laughing out loud suddenly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night was the bollllyyywwwoood themed party/dinner&amp;dance for teachersday thingy at rccc. very the lavish! i wore glittery stuff.. very the bollyw0000000D. and i took a picture with this python thingy. HOHO. HUGEASS! the dinner was fun filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done. i've got wk10 lesson plan to submit. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115657065510369778?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115657065510369778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115657065510369778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115657065510369778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115657065510369778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-monday-marks-wk-10-of-term-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115539680167614607</id><published>2006-08-12T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:37:00.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wk7 of this term was great. mostly because there were only 2 school days, and of course, 3 school holidays. :) that's the gooooood news la. the bad news is, i've got to rush the syllabus and make sure the kids are not too relaxed cos of the long holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lower pri's sports day was damn cute can! they were running and doing obstacle courses and just plain cute.. they were good sports la. and good thing was all who participated won something. happy kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next wk's psle oral so we've been given off days.. 17th and 18th. wow long weekends right??! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hav i mentioned i'll be going to my cluster's dinner&amp;dance event thingy at a very prestigious ballroom??? anw yes, it's happening this month.. on the last friday of this month. and the theme's very interesting giler lah.. heh. bollywoooooooooooooood theme! gonna be so much fun i bet! i'm gona take pictures and do a collage thingy.. i'll try my bestest to k k k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my journey's getting interesting.. and it's not THAT difficult as long as i'm patient and can handle the class dynamics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and.. i've got 2 ADHD pupils in my class. those 2 are my daily obstacles.. i've never dealt with anyone with adhd, and now i've got to take care of 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabar je la ye.. sabar je ye.. sabar je.. sabar..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: let's go shopping! cos i've got spending power now!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115539680167614607?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115539680167614607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115539680167614607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115539680167614607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115539680167614607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/wk7-of-this-term-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115485460352625059</id><published>2006-08-06T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:56:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i helped my cousin's fren during her kindergaten sports day cum national day celebration. i think 4yr olds nursery kids are so much easier to handle. and, they are so adorable can! they were so excited to collect their medal and they kept yapping and calling me kakak.. awwwww right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the class that i was in charge of had quadruplets in it. 3 guys and a girl. and they look so alike i really can't tell the boys apart. so i just call out all 3 of their names even if i just want one of their attention. heeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had to dance to 3 songs each as a warm up and cool down before the start and the end of event. it was uber fun la. see all these 4, 5 and 6 yr olds dancing like they just dont care! and i like the fact that they really listen to instructions. i tell them to sit, they sit. i tell them to stand in 1 line, they queued properly. i liiiiike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ah, the teachers' monthly pay is quite pathetic lah. i'm nt saying mine is high-flying la, but theirs is considered very low.. and they hav to work on sats cos of meetings and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, off to a different topic, i'm itching for a new phone! ohmygod right????! i mean, i just bought my current phone on 18 feb this yr and im alrdy thinking of buying a newer one. it's only been 5mnths plus plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it doenst matter la hor.. :) i'm gona buy a new phone before hari raya. maybe after my sept month pay.. i'm zooming in to the n series. n70 (2 cams, 3G, free 128mb memory card) or n72 (1 cam, no 3G, 128mb memory card) or last resort, the twist phone (1 cam, don't knw got 3G or not, free 512mb memory card). is there a need for 3G phone ahh? my sim card isit 3G, so no use right by an extra function..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, im switching back to nokia.. ahhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw last fri there was a competition thingy at another pri sch and my sch was one of the participating sch. so i had to accompany the kids over la. then i saw... my pri school teacher!! well technically she was my bro's form teacher but since we were in the same sch, i know her as well lah. and i was the prefect and part of the *ahem*popular &lt;em&gt;almost minah&lt;/em&gt; group*ahem*, obviously i know her and she knows me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was so shock to see me as a teacher and we started asking each other questions and you know short catch up. she asked abt my brother and i asked about her. she's so pretty can.. abit chubbier now but who cares when u have that kind of face. she's 33 now btw.. and she asked me my age cos she said she cant believe im a teacher now and she feels so old. HOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that another of my pri sch teacher is teaching at my current school. double HOHO. she said i looked familiar, and i her. it was so fun lah.. she taught mandarin in pri sch but i rmmbred her form class and she was like, ooooooh u were in that batch.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, it's a nice sunday afternoon for a nap. but i just remembered that i have to do my lesson plan. BUT, the gd news is, next wk sch days are monday and friday only! weeeeeee.. now, for the bad news.. 3 curriculum days gone just like that.. tt means term 3 wk 8 will be catch-up wk. not very exciting la.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115485460352625059?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115485460352625059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115485460352625059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115485460352625059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115485460352625059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-helped-my-cousins-fren-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115452791980608915</id><published>2006-08-02T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:11:59.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've not been updating.. tt's cos i've been busy! and i've been too tired to stay up late just to bloghop, msnchat, watching bb on utube :( and everything else la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, howwwwya'llllldoingggg???? ;) HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work's fine so far. had a mild "breakdown" (nothing to do with crying hor) the very first day of work (last wed). what happened was.. it hit me that teaching isnt really my cup of tea. that was after i observed some classes and found out that my table wasn't ready. petty stuff, i know. anw moving on, during assembly, there were 2 hosts doing their thing teaching kids about the importance of reading. it wasnt the topic they were delivering. it was the way they delivered. i so can do that on stage in front of 500 kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tt point of time, i realized i missed having fun. doing things related to mcm. you know, tv, radio, events, hosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and some teachers i talked on the first day told me horror stories about the job. hoho. and they're the type that's been counting every day till their bond ends. after which they want to take a loooooonnnnnggggggggg break. (3 of them ended their bond 2 days ago btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wasnt willing to give up on the first day. tt would hv been the worst day of my entire life la. give up just like tt??? no way jose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came to a thought. i'll do this until my contract's up. if by the end of the stint, i don't get the recommendation to go study and be bonded, i'd just take the experience and do something i love. i thought this last wed night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then things picked up from there. i know it's basically a tad too early to say if i'm doing fine. but i'm hanging in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my p2 students are adorable when they speak. but there are 3 kids in that class i cannot handle and they've been testing my patience since day one. my p5 students ask a lot of questions about basically anything under the sun. i allow questions if there are a couple of mins left to their lesson period. but they're really nice kids. the boys are really just typical boys but they're fine. i can handle them. i havent tried teaching p6 cos i don't think i'm fit yet for that responsibility. you know, psle, then there's higher mt. sheesh.. no way, nvrmind. and the sch hasnt really given me my confirmed timetable, so me and the retired teacher basically divide the teaching schedule ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today i realize there's a committee that takes care of the teachers' welfare. teachers for teachers. hoho. anw, they plan events (woohoo), do up timetable, make sure new teachers are settled down and all comfy dandy, etc. the main thing is the events planning. there's the national day celebration next tues that they spearheaded. then there's an upcoming dinner&amp;dance thing at some fancy ballroom that they've been planning since last yr. and there were many other events from jan 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw basically i felt this is totally my comfort zone. and i want in. so that was y i approached the chairman whose staff room table is directly opposite me btw. so so so, i told her i wana help out with anything needed, be in the committee if can (HOHO!!), volunteer, anything basically. i told her i love doing events and she said she needs a treasurer. HAH! i declined cos i don't want to handle THAT much mooooooolah! it's 13times more than wat i handled during rhw event kay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway she said she'll keep me in mind if there's need for any extra help and she thanked me profusely for asking and showing interest. :D (apparently she doesnt usually get volunteers cos most teachers are very busy as it is) yeayyyyy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's next wk's 8 aug celebration. turns out i'm one of the judges for p2 sports activity/challenge thingy. judge leh! me leh! HOHOHO. but, i'm game! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong. i love teaching. there've been some ups, many downs, but like i said it has only been a wk and i've got many many more wks to prove to myself i can do this. maybe not forever, but at least don't quit halfway. get? good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love this idea of contract teaching. it's good tt i get to hav first hand experience before being tied down with a study bond. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm done. tired. long day tmr.. comment board's up so make use of it la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and p/s: i've got complimentary tix to catch my uncle conduct his sch concert band at vch this sat 5pm (refreshments provided). if u wana accompany me (urgh. another story for another time k.) you know where to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s: even though my staff room is in the basement, i can get reception cos my table's near the lounge! goooooood reception kay.. so, sms me if u wana come with me. by friday pls. if not, tix will be torn and dumped in the bin by yours truly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115452791980608915?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115452791980608915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115452791980608915&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115452791980608915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115452791980608915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/08/harlow-i-know-ive-not-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115355093324034795</id><published>2006-07-22T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T15:04:25.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still havent received the letter i've been waiting for for 2 wks. so i called them up demanding an answer to why it's taking so long. then i found out my officer is not working there anymore (wtf sia. ishk). so anw, i still wanted to know my posting. at least i could call up the sch and initiate a meeting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo.. i'll be teaching at ytps. not near my house. but not far either. it's a 10mins drive to the sch from home (thnk god for expressways). so nt bad lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be teaching the AM session. so i'd have to wake up early and leave home by 6.45am (to avoid the morning traffic) to reach sch by flag-raising ceremony at 7.20am. and i end sch at 12.50pm. not bad ehh?? i've always liked morning session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 6 (incl me) new teachers starting at ytps this wed. 2 ML, 2 EL and 2 CL i think. anw, the other ML teacher is teaching PM session and she'll her working time is 12.50pm to 6.45pm. lucky me horr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the things i can go in the afternoon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw since i'm in AM session, it means that i'll be teaching pri 2, 5 and 6. 5 and 6 leh! HOHO. that's higher pri leh.. aiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the vp's really young. maybe 35 yrs old max? anw he briefed us about the basic school stuff then brought us on a tour around the sch. i tell you ah, it's a huuuuuuuuge sch! i remember my pri sch was small and more personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to do some housekeeping stuff. filled in forms and signed some stuff. got my thumbprint scanned and collected my "ez-pass" for entry to staff room, special rooms (labs, libs) and for my attendance. then i was shown to my table. ahhhhh.. my own table. nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was introduced to some of the other teachers. most importantly the ML teachers. there are only 2 permanent ML teacher there. so plus me and the other new teacher, total 4 of us. not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm quite nervous for wednesday when i straight away start teaching. as in i wont be observing the senior teachers and no one will observe me teach. like my cousin said "they'll just dump you and you have to be independant and confident". so yeah. i'll try my bestest lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday and tuesday there'll be a preparatory workshop thingy. i still havent gotten the letter, so i'd have call up the others who have gotten the letter. &lt;em&gt;leceh lahhhhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo... say hi! to Cikgu Fairuz. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115355093324034795?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115355093324034795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115355093324034795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115355093324034795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115355093324034795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-still-havent-received-letter-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115341453496362033</id><published>2006-07-21T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T00:55:34.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im currently in love with some songs. totally on repeat mode. i really can't help it. take a listen, you'll love them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0-1udZmCWo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell in love with this song when i heard the first verse on radio last sunday. ahhhhhhhhh.. love it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZuH1Objv_nw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this one cos it's a fantasy song. encourages you to dream a wonderful dream and maybe one day it'll come true. saw this on oprah and loved it. be not afraid to dream people! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VI-d3dLBYZM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song classic lah. quite popular with chick flicks movies. yeap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the song in my previous previous entry. you know, beautiful disaster.. yup, that one's great too. i like songs that has a message in it. especially good if it's sung live and accompanied by an instrument.. guitar, piano.. that sort. but, yeah, good lyrics.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes a thought to make a word&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes some words to make an action&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes some work to make it work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes some good to make it hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes some bad for satisfaction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just go click the first clip now pls. it's worth listening to, i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115341453496362033?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115341453496362033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115341453496362033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115341453496362033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115341453496362033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-currently-in-love-with-some-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115329984365123211</id><published>2006-07-19T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:04:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i loved DH's episode 2 nights ago. it was about secrets every family have and the fact that families try their best to hide or to ignore that secret. and if the secret's out, someone will get hurt and someone else might bask in that person's hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i believe that every family (immediate or extended) has secrets. that's not a secret anymore lah (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hoho aksyen pun konon!).&lt;/span&gt; it's just who knows about the secret and who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out something about someone in my family. well it started out as a rumour, something a close bunch of us discussed and questioned about it's truth. i was the only one among us who didn't believe it. or maybe i didn't want to believe it. it was too surreal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rest tried to convince me that what they found out was true. they laid out the facts for me, and told me quotes from reliable sources. i listened and still didn't want to believe cos i just couldn't accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got first hand knowledge about it. it was indeed the truth. what the bunch of them tried to convince me, it's all true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but see.. the younger ones of don't know about the secret. unless they too accidentally found out and thought the rest of us don't know about it. see.. secret. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope they have no clue about it. but if they do, i do pray they'll keep their mouth shut and pretend to not know. pretend like everyone else. urgh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone who knows (apart from me and my close bunch pple) was made to swear to bring this secret to death. well obviously some people couldn't keep the secret and decided to tell my close bunch pple and they told me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(how to trust people with secrets then? make sure the secret isn't that big. hoho. no such thing right.. blah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get? no? nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see now the adults don't know that we (close bunch and i) know about the secret. so now i'm part of the lies, the pretence. i'd have to act as though i don't know shit about anything. i don't like this lah. and when i'm in front of that person (the main subject of the secret), i'd have to be on my guard and not say anything that could point out the slightest hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottomline, i don't like keeping huge-ass secrets. especially one that involves family ties. and the secret's really huge. and when it blows (eventually it will), i'm so afraid of what might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want anyone to get hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115329984365123211?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115329984365123211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115329984365123211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115329984365123211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115329984365123211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-loved-dhs-episode-2-nights-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115280586168692087</id><published>2006-07-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:52:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just so you guys know, i will still continue blogging in eng. i was just in the mood see, that's y i managed to belt out one whole malay entry. not bad effort again! so proud of myself. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i think val has landed on the aussie land by now right? anw, if she's reading this, i'd like to say hi! and have fun and study hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, not much encouragement lah but can make it right? oooooh i'd be so excited if it was me down under. ahhh well, not my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i recently made a small deal with my mom and bro. i said that if our soccer boys manage to qualify for worldcup2010, i'd take a break and go down to south africa and support them. but see, i know deep down that they can't make it! HOHO. I'M EVIL! but really, IF by any chance they improve 200% over the next 4 yrs, i'd go and support them. i'd most probably bring my brother! ahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i made that deal cos by 2010, i'd be 24. so, not bad lah IF they qualify, i can take a break and travel. aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not by 2010, maybe i can go the host country (undetermined as of now. either brazil or argentina/chile) on 2014. i'll be 28 then! ARGH. what if i'd have gotten married and bore children??? do i have to bring them (husband incl.) along for a worldcup break??? GRRR. see, as i see it, 2010 is a comfortable time for me to take a break and enjoy the soccer fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO SO AMBITIOUS. plan plan already hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saya merancang je, allah sahaja yang menentukan, betul tak? ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115280586168692087?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115280586168692087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115280586168692087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115280586168692087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115280586168692087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-so-you-guys-know-i-will-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115280583744147681</id><published>2006-07-13T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:50:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagi satu entri melayu..</title><content type='html'>terdapat satu perkataan berganda yang salah yang telah saya taip di entri sebelum ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiii.. nak blog sedikit ini sahaja saya dah &lt;strong&gt;terkapar-kapar&lt;/strong&gt;, apa lagi kalau sms? tertunggu-tunggu lah orang yang menantikan balas dari saya ya.. heh.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa.. sebenarnya perkataan atau ejaan yang betul ialah "terkapai-kapai", yang bermakna "struggling".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inilah yang dikatakan belajar ya? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semestara itu, saya juga sedang belajar merumus semula perenggan perenggan yang boleh saya dapati di suratkhabar. ini untuk ujian kecekapan saya yang akan saya duduki minggu hadapan. tetapi, rasa gementar masih tetap ada di dalam diri saya. ingin sekali saya lulus dalam ujian ini, insyaallah yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok saya akan berada di rumah untuk mengulangkaji apa yang telah saya belajar. saya juga akan cuba menulis tentang beberapa perkara yang boleh ditulis untuk karangan saya. harapan saya ialah mereka menyuruh saya menulis karangan bercerita (??? narrative?). entahlah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari sabtu ini, saya akan ke kenduri tahlil datuk saudara saya yang baru meninggal dunia pada hari sabtu lalu. sudah lama saya tidak berjumpa dengan sepupu saya sebelah abah. kebanyakkan mereka lelaki, dan saya ni pemalu (heh) dan memilih juga.. saya tengoklah mana mana sepupu yang boleh diajak berbual, akan saya berbual dengan mereka. kalau ada sepupu yang muka &lt;em&gt;blur&lt;/em&gt; dan seperti tidak bolek diajak berbual, saya tak akan cuba sangat. secara hi dan bye sahaja saya rasa sudah mencukupi. asal kenal saudara sendiri sudah ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi harapan saya hari sabtu ini dapat saya berbual sedikit dengan sepupu-sepupu saya yang baru kehilangan datuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepas itu pulak, akan saya ke rumah makcik saya di wdlnds untuk majlis membaca yasin bersama-sama keluarga sebelah mama saya. saya suka juga dengan majlis begini. kerana temanya agak &lt;em&gt;informal&lt;/em&gt; jadi selepas solat magrib dan membaca yasin bersama, kami sekeluarga boleh bersembang-sembang sambil meminum teh panas dan menonton televisyen. bagi saya, masa bersama keluarga penting sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan perjumpaan sabtu ini agak istimewa kerana sepupu pertama saya yang berumur 24 tahun baru sahaja lulus daripada pengajiannya di universiti nasional singapura. dan, dengar cerita (dr &lt;em&gt;fav cousin&lt;/em&gt; saya, adiknya) abang sedara saya ini sudah ada calon isteri! ini berita gembira sekali!! =) dan, bakal sepupu-ipar saya ini seorang pelajar tahun 2 di nus. dan dia ini kira "budak baik". minggu lepas abg sedara saya telah membawa kawan istimewanya dtg kerumah tujuan berkenal-kenalan. dan, seperti dikatakan, wanita itu datang bertudung lingkup (plus point dr makcik saya!!!) dan bersopan-santun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiiii sejuk hati mak ye.. saya nak jumpa dia lah. akan saya berusaha untuk bertemu dengan bakal sepupu saya. akan saya gunakkan kemanja-an saya untuk mencairkan hati abg sedara saya untuk menemukan kami berdua. sungguh kepo kan???! ehh.. ini berita besar bagi keluarga kami. kerana, abg sedara saya ini disayang oleh nyai dan yayi saya, dan dia mempunyai personaliti yang menyerlah (walaupun pd saya dia ni tak lah &lt;em&gt;hensem &lt;/em&gt;nah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah. saya dah penat. hari sabtu dan ahad ini disediakan khas untuk keluarga-keluarga saya. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115280583744147681?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115280583744147681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115280583744147681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115280583744147681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115280583744147681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/lagi-satu-entri-melayu.html' title='lagi satu entri melayu..'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115262730658322070</id><published>2006-07-11T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:15:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeay one entry in malay! not easy okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, for the benefit of those who can't or don't want to read that entry, it's actually about my coming proficiency test. yah, tat's the gist of the whole thing lah. oh and, the fact that some of my future entries will be in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's no big deal actually. i'm bilingual, so might as well practice in both languages right? so i can be known as effectively bilingual. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115262730658322070?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115262730658322070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115262730658322070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115262730658322070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115262730658322070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeay-one-entry-in-malay-not-easy-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115262678933056638</id><published>2006-07-11T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:06:29.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saya akan buat sesuatu yang berlainan sedikit hari ini. ya, saya akan blog dalam bahasa ibunda. mungkn saya akan bertukar tukar antara blogging dalam bahasa melayu dan inggeris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa secara tiba-tiba saya beriya nah untuk berbahasa melayu? ini kerana, saya telah ke lelaman web bulan bahasa 2006 (bb2006) dan saya tertarik dengan blog blog yang dipertandingkan sempena bb2006 ini. blogger-blogger yang telah menyertaikan diri masing masing untuk tujuan berdebat dalam bahasa melayu telah membuat saya ingin mencuba menggunakan bahasa dalam entri ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetapi, manalah tahu.. mungkin saya akan kebiasaan dan terus menerus blog dalam bahasa melayu? tak hairan kan? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu lagi sebab untuk saya cuba menjinak-jinakkan diri menulis (blog) dalam bahasa ibunda ialah kerana saya akan menduduki kertas "ujian kecekapan bahasa melayu" atau bagi yang nak saya alihkan bahasa ia bermakna Malay Proficiency Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti yang dijangkakan, kertas ujian itu dalam bahasa melayu dan yang menyeramkan ialah saya akan diuji dalam banyak aspek. ada karangan, kefahaman, rumusan, alih bahasa, membaca dan bertutur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahagian yang membuat saya bimbang ialah rumusan (summary), alih bahasa (translation) dan bertutur (oral). tidak pernah dalam seumur hidup saya saya diajar untuk merumus apa-apa petikan. ini kerana saya tidak mengambil bahasa melayu lanjutan di peringkat menengah. alih bahasa pula, ujian itu akan menguji kefasihan saya untuk mengalih bahasa traditional hingga ke bahasa moden. itu yang saya gementar sangat! bukannya saya tak suka sajak dan puisi melayu, saya cuma tak tau sangat tentang perkara sebegini. stres lah tersangat. lagi satu pula, bahagian bertutur. ini, tak lah membimbangkan sangat.. tapi, saya ni, kalau ada rasa gementar, saya akan berfikir dalam bahasa inggeris dan agak susah untuk mengalih bahasa secara serta merta di otak karat saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi apa yang saya akan buat untuk menyediakan diri untuk ujian kecekapan nanti? pertama, saya akan bercakap dalam bahasa melayu baku (ataupun bahasa melayu yang tidak bercampur aduk dengan bahasa inggeris). kedua, saya akan membaca suratkhabar melayu dengan lebih teliti lagi. dan ketiga saya akan berlatih menulis (menerusi blog ataupun di kertas) dalam bahasa melayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada saya, ini satu permulaan yang harus saya lakukan. maklumlah, kalau sudah jadi guru bahasa melayu nanti, saya tidak dapat elak daripada bahasa sendiri bukan? kalau tak mulakan sekarang, bila lagi ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin jugak saya akan ber-sms dalam bahasa melayu? hehee. tapi saya sedar bahawa ber-sms dalam bahasa melayu mengambil masa lebih lama daripada ber-sms dalam bahasa inggeris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiii.. nak blog sedikit ini sahaja saya dah terkapar-kapar, apa lagi kalau sms? tertunggu-tunggu lah orang yang menantikan balas dari saya ya.. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya rasa ada beberapa kesalahan bahasa dalam entri diatas ini. maklumlah, dah dekat 4 tahun saya tidak menggunakan bahasa melayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak mengapa, belum cuba belum tahu kan? lagipun, kalau ada yang boleh tunjuk ajar dan betulkan bahasa saya, silakan ya? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, ya.. lagi satu perkara. kalau tak keberatan, boleh lah doakan agar saya lulus dalam ujian saya nanti ya? terima kasih!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115262678933056638?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115262678933056638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115262678933056638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115262678933056638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115262678933056638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/saya-akan-buat-sesuatu-yang-berlainan.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115220588358686557</id><published>2006-07-07T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T01:20:27.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m so emo lah. listen to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryOqsHq0zTU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saya tersangatlah mengikut perasaan. &lt;/em&gt;heee. but agree, this is a nice rendition of the song. =) and she sings damn well. &lt;em&gt;jauh lebih baik daripada persembahan &lt;/em&gt;gayle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, like i said in my previous post.. i'm addicted to bigbrotheruk or better known as bigbrother7. go find the clips at Utube and watch them. i've basically watched everything i can and i'm in love lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if sg were to do a reality show similar to this, i bet it'll be boring shitless. cos we'll hav to save face lah.. save this lah save that lah. for bb7, they say vulgarities so freely and sometimes it's funny! they create (some) intellectual conversations among each other and it's classic to see them bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and their accents. ahhhhhhh so sexy. there's this iranian mixed guy with a thick dono what accent, it usually sounds like he's slurring. then there are 2 welsh-speaking housemates (as the contestants are called). basically i like to hear them speak. heh. &lt;em&gt;alahai boleh cair dengar mereka berbual tau..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i love nikki's and pete's antics most. oh yeah, go watch this. this was the vid that made me laugh out so loud! my first bb7 vid actually. this got me hooked &lt;em&gt;seyy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_QC0S1jEAc8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more classic nikki. love her crazy &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;siao ting tong&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-ness! =) this time about bottled water, of all things. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_wIzgwTHT4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya, she's so entertaining la. clearly what is needed for this kind of show. you know, a grp of strangers coming together, stuck in this "home" where there are cameras everywhere (obvious and behind mirrors), surely they become crazy and weird. but nikki is classic lah. dono what else to say. just watch. and laugh! HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole diary room thing, like so "private" but so public la! aaaaaahhhh oooooohhhh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nuff. if you've got nothing to do, just click arnd lah. and watch the show. hmmmm, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as u can see, that's what i've been doing for the past 2 days. i've been fasting, paying back the days i missed last &lt;em&gt;ramadan&lt;/em&gt;. just something i do to kill time lah. i've got 11 days to repay, and i'm determined to repay everything before work starts this 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling excited and nervous about the job (or career, if u insist). :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115220588358686557?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115220588358686557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115220588358686557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115220588358686557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115220588358686557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-m-so-emo-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115202348033583533</id><published>2006-07-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:31:20.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quick update! i'm damn addicted to big brother uk can???? ;)&lt;em&gt;  giler babi punyer ketagih&lt;/em&gt;.. heh.. and &lt;em&gt;saya suka&lt;/em&gt; accent &lt;em&gt;diorang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: &lt;em&gt;saya harus berlatih berbahasa melayu dengan betul. bukan bercakap menggunakan bahasa baku, tetapi menulis menggunakan bahasa "bunga-bunga". sbb saya kene buat sebuah ujian kertas melayu yang akan mengkaji kefasihan menulis and bertutur saya. &lt;/em&gt;crap. totally crappy mly. i hope i dont fail damn it! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to bbUK! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115202348033583533?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115202348033583533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115202348033583533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115202348033583533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115202348033583533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/quick-update-im-damn-addicted-to-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115184801510482698</id><published>2006-07-02T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:46:55.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, depending on my mood, i hate going to family gatherings. especially the last minute type. paternal or maternal side, same thing. but today's paternal and maternal gatherings seemed ok. but that doesnt mean it'll be uphill from now lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i have no problems with my relatives. not all of them that is. some aunts i just want to strangle and shake off all their fats. some uncles i just want to add a wig on their head or smthg. but today, not bad.. decent gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at paternal grandmother's house, we ate homemade noodles and lots of &lt;em&gt;kueh mueh&lt;/em&gt; made my by aunt. and we watched repeat of brazil v france and we (gals and guys alike) debated about their abit-but-not-so-much-off-form playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was off to maternal grandparents house which is abt 5 minutes car ride away. here i got really sleepy - cos i watched the match at 3am la - but didn't want to sleep cos the rest were watching some korean movie. then we played card games, made &lt;em&gt;jemput jemput pisang, &lt;/em&gt;made fun of our young cousins (hoho!) and the likes. then, my other uncle brought durian over! ALOT of durian. sooooooo we dug in! i ate only 2 pieces cos i really cannot &lt;em&gt;tahan&lt;/em&gt; the smell. i used to love durians, so dono la what happened. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ah.. i dono what happened to one of my cousin. she came by but was so silent i don't understand why. then i read her blog (which she doesnt know i know about and she doesnt know about this blog) and it seems that she expected "family politics" to happen during the gathering. first of all, they don't discuss "family politics" infront of the 3rd generation (my batch la). it's only when things are damn serious and they want to hear our views that they discuss together with us. another thing, i realize that her parents just found out something big about her. something major ass like will bring shame to the family kind of thing. but she didnt reveal what and just now both her parents didn't show any sign of sadness or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. this cousin.. very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k laptop batt dying. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115184801510482698?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115184801510482698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115184801510482698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115184801510482698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115184801510482698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-depending-on-my-mood-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115107762816863694</id><published>2006-06-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:04:15.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the likes and stuff</title><content type='html'>since my last entry, graduation happened, i've read 3 books and watched 4 movies. oh, and, my boobs got touched. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation last thursday was not bad i believe. there was nothing special nor extraordinary with the ceremony. we had to come 1 1/2hrs earlier get a briefing about going on stage and receiving an empty scroll. then the ceremony started, smoothly. and, the best thing was, i didn't fall on stage! HEEE.. my long dress was too long la, and i had trouble going up and down the stairs. so i was worried about making a fool of myself on stage. alas, nothing happened! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to queue for food, had picture-taking and chatted with mates i havent seen since last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naturally i avoided most lecturers cos i didn't feel like telling them my "plans after this". if i start telling them, then they'll ask why and i have to explain and they'll still wonder what made me change route and the whole mothershebang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i'm glad graduation's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now for the books. i went to oprah's www to look for books that she has featured on the show or is on her fav list. and i realize that many of them books can be found in jrl, nearest to my place and what would have been my workplace. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw here are the books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Beauty of Color by Iman (yes, the model)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Female Chauvinist Pigs by Ariel Levy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's Come Undone by Wally Lamb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;so there. i've read 1, 2 and 3. i'm gonna start on 4 soon. it's a really thick book with tiny fonts and all. oh and i just checked, it has 1002 pages altogether. it's also a literature kinda book and is considered "heavy reading", but i'm gonna read it. soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 is a self-help make-up book. yup, make-up. you know, cosmetics, face paint.. hee. it's by Iman and she tells the secret of the trade really. the pointers are especially for coloured skin women, you know, asian, black, latinos. she teachs how to put on foundation properly, what colour suits according to skin type. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no i havent tried any of her pointers. maybe soon ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 is an opinion-based book about pop culture. well, it's like a research paper turned book. there's like lit review, findings (not statistical though. more observational) and opinions. very informative really. anw, instead of the usual M(ale)CPs, we now have FCP. women who go to great lengths to condemn other women and use women as objects for different kind of purpose. the author talks about the media, stuff about feminism and the like. it's a good discussion book. i just wish i had someone to discuss it with la. so far, i'm the only one who have read this book so.. bleah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 is a book about dolores price's life from when she was younger. it's written in first person so i really enjoyed the book. it's an enlightening read really. talks about life, death, obesity, popularity, relationships, friendships. and it's written by a man, took him 9 years to finish the book.. certainly my new favourite book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i would have scanned the nice covers of the books but i'm too lazy to get off my seat to go next door to the scanner. heeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so then, there's the movie "marathon" i had. first up was She's the Man. i watched that after graduation with the girls. funny, chick flick movie. the main character's love interest is good looking with a great bod so that certainly adds brownie points in my book ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then last sat, i had free tix to watch XMenIII and The Omen. very delayed la since almost everyone has watched XMenIII. but because i knew i was gona get free tix, i waited. and it was worth the wait. loved the show. Omen was not bad.. but not great. there was only 13 (hah) people in the big fat theatre. XMenIII was full house la of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the fourth movie i watched is actually a vcd la. actually just finished watching it la. finally, i managed to watch Sepet. =) cos i bought it! so &lt;em&gt;leceh&lt;/em&gt; (troublesome) to borrow from my cousins so might as well buy it la. i like the movie. lots of underlying messages that i want to discuss with someone. hmmm will call and pester a conversation from my cousin soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and... of course, i had my full-body check up thingy 2 days ago. and THAT's when i got my boobs touched, by a doctor of course! HOHO. first full-body check up, first urine sample tube filled, first xray, first breast examination. and my first free "see-doctor session" somemore. seems like i'm as fit as a fiddle. &lt;em&gt;best giler sey!&lt;/em&gt; the lady (thank god) doctor said the only prob is my weight. but so far, my sugar count, blood pressure, vision (yeay!!), stomach area and breasts are normal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, and, my heart's of "clear and normal shaped". they told me to keep my xray copy and discard it after 6 months. but.. i think i'm gona keep la. for fun. HAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh ya.. and apparently i'm 1.58cm tall. i do not believe i'm of that height but the nurse insisted that the measurements were correct, and i saw the numbers la. so yup. i guess i've grown 5cm taller since the last time i took my height which was i don't remember when. hmmmmmmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so what's in store for me next wk.. hmm i've got 2 of my dad's cousin's weddings to attend, i'm gona have to take picture for my work card, i've got to find pants and tops and most importantly, find a comfortable &lt;em&gt;serkup&lt;/em&gt; (the inside of my &lt;em&gt;tudung&lt;/em&gt;) so that the front of my &lt;em&gt;tudung&lt;/em&gt; will have a nice inverted V shape (i havent achieved the inverted V i like since my mom threw away my good &lt;em&gt;serkup&lt;/em&gt; a few months back).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've become my mom's sewing class chauffer. remember i showed some interest on sewing a couple of entries back? well, my interest &lt;em&gt;tempias&lt;/em&gt; (overflow?) to my mom and turns out she's decided to take clothes sewing classes from her previous curtain sewing teacher. get? anw, since like forever, my mom's been sewing curtains for the immediate family, and she's the only one who's good at it la. but now she wants to try sewing clothes, in hope of saving money and gaining knowledge and having something to do when she'll be alone at home starting 24th july.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the class is at her teacher's (who has been her friend since she was a teenager) house in bukit panjang. and to save money and time, i've been appointed her driver. morning traffic sucks, but i like traffic challenges. HEEEEE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh.. rmmbr my dad's cousin's wedding i'm gonna go this wk? she actually had the solemnisation ceremony on tuesday cos of you know, the hoo-haa about the date.. 20/06/2006. apparently there were 300 other muslim couples who got married on the same date! eh 300 couples in one day is A LOT kay. that's 300 candidates gone! (but dono hor how many of them can actually be considered eligible for me?? heh. another story for another time lah this one!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then it got me thinking.. aren't 12/12/2012 and 20/12/2012 nice dates? although i believe dates don't matter cos everyday is a good day, i like the thought of "taking" one of those two dates. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;since i'm on this topic, i think 20/12/2012 is so fun la.. getting married (&lt;em&gt;akad nikah&lt;/em&gt;) on that day, and the reception thingy on 21/12/2012, my 26th birthday! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;em&gt;giler&lt;/em&gt;! it's on a thurs and fri respectively though. so how? HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but, that's like 6 yrs away doink! HAH OK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115107762816863694?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115107762816863694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115107762816863694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115107762816863694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115107762816863694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/likes-and-stuff.html' title='the likes and stuff'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115002479598197002</id><published>2006-06-11T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:31:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are u guys watching project runway season 2?? cos i am! and i'm loving it! every second of it! discovery travel&amp;living is 1 episode ahead of ch5. but i'm watching both channels cos i just can't get enough. and i will not search for who the winner is, cos i want the element of surprise for this one.. heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't watch season 1 that religiously so i'm taking season 2 seriously k.. and i watch the show with my mom every wednesday and thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love this season's drama.. so fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if i could bet, i'd place them on santino, chloe and nick as finalists at fashion week. out of these 3, i'd have to see their collection then decide who would be the eventual winner la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like santino's individualistic, very daring style.. but he's been rude to the judges so far. as for nick, he has the skills to create some of the nicest and sophisticated-looking clothes. and he's workmanship is really good. i totally love santino's and nick's competitiveness, always wanna win the challenge. then there's petite chloe.. her creation are simple, yet sophisticated. and she's very level-headed. so far she hasnt stepped on anyone's shoes, so that's good. and her clothes always turns out perfect during the runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. i want them 3 to be in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for eye candy.. there's danial v. i like his face + hair. so symmetrical. i like i like. his designs are daring and nice too, and (spoiler ahead) he'll win the lingerie challenge next wk (i watched this ep on t&amp;amp;l alrdy). and he's a nice person. so cute. but i bet his gay. every guy on season 2 looks gay anyway. heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the models.. nick's model is very pretty! i like the barbie ep cos she looked like a life-size barbie. and i love the clothes. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooo so fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115002479598197002?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115002479598197002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115002479598197002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115002479598197002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115002479598197002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/are-u-guys-watching-project-runway.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115002380123831892</id><published>2006-06-11T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:34:04.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piala Dunia sudah bermula!</title><content type='html'>since i got nothing much to do this june and july, i've decided to watch every single game that is broadcasted on tv. (but no, i don't have sports channels.. shhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoohow, the first game btwn germany and costa rica was supposed to be a fun, &lt;em&gt;giler-giler &lt;/em&gt;affair for both my brother and me. turns out he couldnt keep his eyes open, so during half-time his "15 minutes nap" turns out to be a sleep. i stayed up to watch the match and the opening ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last night's match btwn trinidad&amp;tobago (t&amp;amp;t) and sweden was great can! although there was no goal scored (cannot do my shout and dance everytime a goal is scored), the game was soooo fast-paced that my heart raced everytime the swedes try for a goal. and i love the whole red card thing.. heeee. and the fact that sweden can't conquer the t&amp;t's very strong defence line. they played 7-2 formation leh! what i'm trying to say is, they put 7 players as defence and 2 attack. then when the ref from spore (yeap!) blowed the whistle on the 90th min, the t&amp;amp;t players and fans celebrated like they have won the game! oooooooo i LOVE their spirit and energy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;critics said that sweden could have beaten t&amp;t by ALOT (maybe 6-0), but nnooooooo, t&amp;amp;t's defence quite strong you know. and (good-looking) edwards played so well, he one-man-defence against (gorgeous) freddy ljungberg. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the match which my brother managed to stay up to, we werent sleepy so we watched tom&amp;amp;jerry vcd, then went to bed at 3am. and we had to wake up at 6 to pray, then up again at 8 for religious class. but, good match, good energy so we didn't complain. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 1pm just now we watched repeat telecast of eng v para. after the match, i went to sleep cos tonight at midnight i'm gona watch mexico v iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long night again.. and brother and i stocked up chips to enjoy when watching the matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you've seen the jose+10 ad right.. here's part II of the ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_lDllaGs3Y" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and erhm, kaka is cute. so are some of the other players. hey, no harm watching out for these eye candies righttttt? and pls hor, i watch for game as well. i know the game enough to enjoy it.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115002380123831892?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115002380123831892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115002380123831892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115002380123831892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115002380123831892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/piala-dunia-sudah-bermula.html' title='Piala Dunia sudah bermula!'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-115002251829893836</id><published>2006-06-11T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:34:32.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Suzi. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 points about his/her perfect lover. Tag 8 victims to this and leave a comment on their blog. If you are tagged a second time, there is no need to do it a second time. The most important part is having fun doing it! he MUST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;be religious. if he isn't, then he should be open to learn about my religion. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be monogamous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love everything about me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;respect everyone we know, especially my parents and his parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be financially stable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to bring out the best in the both of us. get? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be independent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a purpose/direction in life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;on top of all these, can he be good-looking enough? not TOO good-looking though.. later he &lt;em&gt;main kayu tiga&lt;/em&gt; (unfaithful) how?? *shudder* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cos if i ever get married, i'd want him to be pleasant to my eyes for the rest of our lives. heeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;asking too much? maybe. HOHO. i'm tagging ass, shairah and nurul. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-115002251829893836?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115002251829893836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=115002251829893836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115002251829893836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/115002251829893836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/tagged-by-suzi.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114977491846687446</id><published>2006-06-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:55:19.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's S.I results show was quite tense for us lorh. to think we didn't even cast a single vote! haha. but but the reason we were rooting for rahimah is cos she's my second cousin lah. her dad and my dad are cousins.. on top of that her voice not bad. but she needs to learn how to pronounce her words clearly. once her name was called, the 4 of us were so relieved we switched channels after she sang. heeee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, since i have about 6 wks to my first day of work, i thought i'd learn a new skill. i know.. very delayed lah. i had months to do something new but i procrastinate until now. i'm gonna learn how to sew! HOHO. and my aunt's teaching.. hehe. i don't know when i'll start cos i haven't buy the materials and all, but i'm hoping to start after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna learn the basics first of course. pants.. top.. in the meantime, i'd better learn how to draw. i can't draw la serious. my mom passed her artistic talents to my brother only. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drawings will look somewhat lopsided. as in, i'd draw the left shoulder very nicely, then the right shoulder won't be symmetrical and i'd just stress myself up. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to draw clearly so my aunt know what kind of clothes i want to learn to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo i'm so excited. i hope i can sew something decent enough la. then i can make my own clothes and save me some money and embarrassment when the salesperson say they don't have the top/pants in my size. urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114977491846687446?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114977491846687446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114977491846687446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114977491846687446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114977491846687446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/todays-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114960807359806215</id><published>2006-06-06T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:42:56.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuppycake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MS9PYyO6Eg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;listen to the song and watch the vid la. =) strawberry shortcake is uber cute k. and that cuppycake song is my alarm tone. hoho..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i spend my time at home watching scrubs and one tree hill on UTube. or i'd drive my mom to my grandparents' house and we'd all sit together and talk about anything and everything. i think my mom secretly wanna live in wdlnds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i do too sometimes. i've got 80% of both sides of the family living in wdlnds, within distance of each other. and it's fun when they send food to each other. but imagine if they were to drop by my house every single day. i'd die of suffocation. hoho. so i guess i should be grateful with the distance la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw, my brother's sleeping over at chalet in aloha loyang (i think) tonight. can you believe it? he's having a chalet now of all time. abit &lt;em&gt;salah&lt;/em&gt;. shouldn't chalets come after O lvls in nov/dec? ahhh well. i think my brother deserves a short break. he's done awesomely well for his mid-year exams lehh. L1R4-11 L1R5-16. good lorh! i remember mine was horrible! haha. this brother of mine ah, he can ace studies if he wants to la. but boys are boys. you know the night before his mid-yr a maths paper he decided he "need(ed) a break" and he spent 3 hrs playing xbox. then he went to bed. and he got B3 for that paper. HAHA. i was so stressed up about his paper la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i went to collect his report book the other day, and his history teacher told him to consider going jc cos he's quite eligible for jc. but my brother's worried about the a lvl gp paper and he's very much considering going to poly. i dono why his teacher's so adamant about him going to jc. during the one-on-one parent-teacher session, he kept telling my mother that my brother should go jc and aim for uni to "represent his community". but like i said my brother's worried about gp. and he's not the study-for-exam type of guy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i told him if he got that kind of results and decides to go poly, he can choose ANY course he wants. then he considered some aerospace course. then i got a letter from the air force (don't they know i'm not 1.62cm tall????) and he thought of becoming a fighter pilot. then when i talked to him the other day when we went out to collect his handphone, he said he doesnt mind being a police officer. well, whatever he chooses to be he'd be good doing it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so anw, last thursday i went to phone shop at PS to service my brother's phone cos the camera and video functions doesn't work anymore and it'll hang everytime we try to take a picture. and we had to wait for 2 and 1/2 hours for our q number to be called ok! worse than seeing a doctor! &lt;em&gt;giler babi&lt;/em&gt;. i was SO frustrated with their bad service that i had my mom complain to one of the salesperson there and all she said was "we're the only (brand of phone) service in singapore, see." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there were alot of other people there who looked pissed at them people but smiled at my mom and started conversing with my mom about their bad service. when i reached their store, the queue number was 237. our number was 270. 33 people in front of us but since we came all the way there we though might as well wait. cos there were 3 counters in operation, we thought it wouldn't take so long. but then, the numbers took so long to increase and they took so long to serve one customer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they'll call a number, the customer shows his faulty hp, then the person behind the counter goes into a room and takes a LONG time to come back. there were a couple of times when all three counters had no-one behind the counters. and the customers just look at each other and wait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;worse was cos i was having my period and had terrible stomach cramps and i refuse to take any form of medication to ease the pain. hoho. i don't believe in the pink tablets cos it didn't do any good the last time i tried it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then 2 1/2 hrs later and 7 strangers my mom talked to, our number got called. and it took us all of 4 minutes to tell the problem, sign some papers and being told when to collect the phone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so that was thursday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on sunday, my brother and i went back to collect the phone. we were told there was no need to take a queue number this time. so my brother made his way to the collection counter and gave the guy the collection letter. then we had to wait for my brother's name to be called. so we waited. for 40 minutes. urgh. one of the customers scolded the guy saying that she's been waiting for 1 1/2 hrs and still havent gotten her phone back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;worse thing is, i don't see a manager or supervisor around to handle the situation and the complaints. he/she must be hiding in that room each one of them goes to everytime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and it's not only the service. it's the phone to. my brother's been using that phone for 3 months plus and it has gone bonkers. there was even a separate counter specially servicing their 2 latest phones. what's up with that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wah seyy.. long story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this month, i've got to get a full-body check up + x-ray at RMH on 21st. then i've got to apply for my MPT and get my photo taken for the pass. and of cos, who can forget 15th, when i officially graduate? HOHO. and yes, i'm wearing traditional clothes. i don't think it's worth the trouble to go and buy new clothes for 1 minute of stage "fame". and yes i like wearing my traditional clothes. also, must represent mah! HAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114960807359806215?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114960807359806215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114960807359806215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114960807359806215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114960807359806215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/cuppycake.html' title='cuppycake'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114874132942120965</id><published>2006-05-27T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:48:49.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people ask me what i'm doing now. and i say i'm doing nothing. hoho. i stay at home, i wake up late, i enjoy the sunset while watching oprah, and i enjoy life being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the date with the girls were fun and girlish. we spent 3 hrs chatting about eveything under the sun. heart-to-heart talks, family problems talks, everything. then we joined the crowd in shopping (first day of GSS hor) until i got suffocated. then we decided to find some place to sit and share our stories. ahhhhh.. i love those girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us 3 wks to confirm the date, time and place to meet up cos of our mothers. i got in a hugeass quarrel with one of my aunts because of this meet up. brr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and.. i hate it when people ambush me asking for donations. crazy people. in the middle of orchard road, one guy spread his hands and shouted &lt;em&gt;assalamualaikum&lt;/em&gt; and blocked MY way and he started talking about the organisation and everything very fast. then i said i'm not interested, really. and he pursuade me and the girls again and again and again. wah i wanted to slap his handsome face lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't donate btw. HOHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114874132942120965?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114874132942120965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114874132942120965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114874132942120965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114874132942120965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/people-ask-me-what-im-doing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114814267865468592</id><published>2006-05-21T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:31:21.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been spending my time watching one tree hill season 3 on Utube. it doesn't take so long to dl now, so i just keep watching and watching, episode per episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maternal grandma's got admitted to sgh yesterday (fri). and this time it's really bad. her lungs are really weak and she has difficulty breathing. she needs to breathe through a tube linked to this oxygen supply thingy beside her bed. so yeap, gonna spend most of next wk in the hospital i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next sat i'm gona go back to good ol' np to help out with the event. been some time since i drove to np. should be fun. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to turn down 2 group outings cos of the abovementioned event. but nevermind, i got cousins day out coming soon. will be interesting, must be interesting! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i have nothing else to say lah. going back to watching OTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114814267865468592?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114814267865468592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114814267865468592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114814267865468592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114814267865468592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-spending-my-time-watching-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114760842605023295</id><published>2006-05-14T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:07:06.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the advanced mother's day celebration on my paternal side was held on friday's public holidays instead of today. it was a casual, mingle-mingle affair with the family members. also a chance for them to visit my grandma if they didn't have the chance to when she was in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandma is a kind woman. she has 11 children altogether, and she bought gifts for all the mothers, for her daughters and her daughters-in-law. i was the one who did the shopping for all them mothers, and i was the one who wrapped them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a lucky draw thing. every gift has a tag on it.. like, mom, mama, mum, mummy, umi, mother, bonda, ibunda, ibu, mak, emak. then they pick out from a hat, show me which of the tag they got and they get the mother's day gift that has the tag la. easy peasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we've been doing it like this (gathering and gift giving) for the past 4 years. and everytime a family comes to the house, my grandma will hug them and cry. very the emo you know. like hari raya like tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and.. back in the olden days, they didn't have birth certificate and turns out my grandma don't even know her date of birth. she only knows her year of birth.. so, since she has the choice of choosing her d.o.b, she and the we all decided that we'll celebrate her bday and mother's day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maternal grandma also don't know her exact d.o.b. so she decided that 1st of january is her birthdate. but my maternal gradpapa knows his exact d.o.b. i think cos he was born in the hospital lah. unlike both my grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a choice to choose my own d.o.b, i'd still choose 21st dec. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here goes. happy mother's day, mama! don't worry, i love you everyday. there's really no need to wait for today to celebrate you kan kan kan? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114760842605023295?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114760842605023295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114760842605023295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114760842605023295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114760842605023295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/advanced-mothers-day-celebration-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114744246792599618</id><published>2006-05-12T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:08:00.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aweFREAKINGsome!</title><content type='html'>i just drove a nissan murano!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i got on the DRIVER's SEAT of a freaking HUGE car! first time on a 4WD! first auto car driving experience since i passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it only took me all of 2 seconds to figure out where the handbrake was. it's not a HANDbrake per se. as in, normally i drive in car where the handbrake is directly on the left side of the driver's seat and behind the gear shift thingy. but murano's handbrake is actually the "clutch pedal", beside the brake pedal. and yes yes, i know the handbrake's far there cos i've been reading A LOT about muranos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you read that i'm damn freaking excited??! HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle (mom's brother) borrowed the car from his brother-in-law (who is, btw, married to my father's cousin, hoho &gt; SMALL WORLD) to go back &lt;em&gt;kampung&lt;/em&gt; at JB to visit his mother-in-law. and uncle dear had to come over to my place to collect some stuff from mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family just got back from my paternal grandma's place cos of mother's day celebration (update later) and dad and me were waiting for uncle and family at the carpark while mom and bro went up to get the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i know that my uncle's brother-in-law is damn rich, he even owns a yatch! but i didn't expect a MURANO to drive into MY carpark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was SOOOOO excited i touched, caressed, hugged the big fatass car! and cos it was in silver, it looked bigger than the one i saw on the road (orange colour. ew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my uncle said, "&lt;em&gt;Giler eh?&lt;/em&gt;" and i said &lt;em&gt;"I want this car man. my DREAM automobile!"&lt;/em&gt; then my aunt said, &lt;em&gt;"Know how much?"&lt;/em&gt; and i said &lt;em&gt;"140,000 singapore dollars! can buy one 3-room flat for me kan kan kan???"&lt;/em&gt; and they laughed at my like-little-girl-saw-big-fat-candy excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my uncle said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nah. gi test drive."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;HOHOHOHOHOHO. i said no. HOHOHO. but obviously i couldn't hide my HUGE smile. then he said nothing and handed me the key. and he sat on the passenger seat beside me. AND OF I WENT. started the engine (LOVE THE SOUND), remembered where the "cluth pedal" handbrake was while positioning right leg on foot brake, shift gear from P to R, let go of brake SLOWLY and the rest is 4 minutes of history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car was UBER HUGE and if you know, my car is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. so i went round the carpark in front of my house (my blk has 2 carparks) and went back to the parking spot. and there's this camera thingy that show me the back view. like when i reversed, i can see guidelines in red, yellow and green indicating if it's safe for me to continue parking. anw, i managed to position the car properly, but, i took 2 lots. HEEEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take tons of pictures with it, but it was too dark la. nvm, there's always a next time. only question is when will next time be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/murano.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s a pic of that darling nissan murano. i so need to marry a rich man if i want this car and not bear the cost. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;credit &lt;a href="http://www.nissan.com.sg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left is the exact same car i drove in. right is the front view in the yucky orange colour i said earlier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love the car. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to thank everyone who made it possible for me drive a murano. especially to my uncle's brother-in-law who is also my aunt's elder brother who is also my dad's cousin's husband, i want to thank him for having that much money to spend on a car. i can't imagine the maintenance cost and the monthly money matters and the ultimate important, the daily petrol cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. i'm envious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114744246792599618?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114744246792599618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114744246792599618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114744246792599618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114744246792599618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/awefreakingsome.html' title='aweFREAKINGsome!'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114733368350532430</id><published>2006-05-11T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T15:58:44.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've decided to sit in front of my darling laptop and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my last entry, i've been to ttsh 8 times, missed 4 gym days and drove about close to 400 kms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my paternal grandma was admitted to ttsh cos she started vomiting what my aunt described as &lt;em&gt;"ping pong balls color brown"&lt;/em&gt;. Turns out those are her faeces! no joke, serious. something about her oesaphagus being clogged and her by-pass dono what happen. it was painful for her man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw she just got discharged yesterday at 1pm and guess who was the designated driver?? hoho! me of course! my mom and i drove from here to wdlnds to pick up my aunt (grandma lives with her family) and off we go.. driving to ttsh. i didn't know the way, but lucky me my aunt knows the direction. she gave good directions too. as in she remembers where to exit and gives me waaaay advance warning on when to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so excited la. hoho. i've never been on CTE before and yesterday's traffic was close to heavy. we were going at 80km/h only and cars were all around me.. so once i got chance to change left lane to exit i quickly pump it! haha. and all those big big heavy vehicles were very generous to me yesterday. give way to me all. karma i tell you.. &lt;em&gt;i patient you patient kay&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amidst my being excited, i stalled the car twice! HOHO. once while going uphill near the ttsh taxi stand/pickup point and another while parking car at ttsh underground carpark. lucky NO OTHER VEHICLES were tailing me on that slope. cos ah.. when you stall the car, you must quickly press foot brake then hand brake (slope leh. car can rooooooool), then put gear to neutral then on engine and continue on. although all these will only take maybe.. 5 seconds, most drivers cannot wait and will definitely honk you. urgh. especially when they see the bright orange triangle pasted on my rear window top right hand corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sending my grandma home, my maternal grandparents and aunt wanted to visit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, 90% of my paternal and maternal family members live in wdlnds. and both my grandparents have known each other since they were in their teens when their husbands were in the same firemen platoon. at the same time, they're neighbours too lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, i decided to pick up my maternal elders and aunt and one kepo cousin and drive them over to visit lah. after visiting i sent them all back home and went grocery shopping with my other aunt. then! at 6pm, at last, i exited wdlnds and was on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to help a friend with her book launch. but had to cancel cos had to pick up my grandma and be the designated driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this whole week, i havent been to the gym. not even once. monday went out with the girls, tuesday went ttsh to be present for grandma's scope scan thingy, wed well yah mentioned above and today's today. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the teaching appointment briefing thing today. gosh i hate the morning rush! everybody will squeeze their whole body in the train cabin even though THERE IS NO PLACE LEFT! and i was stuck in the middle of 2 couples hugging each other cos there were no railing for them to hold. and the girls kept saying &lt;em&gt;"hold me cos if not i fall howwwwww"&lt;/em&gt; and continued whining. &lt;em&gt;hello???? cannot balance yourself ah! then hug boyfriend already shut up la! need to whine mehhhhhhh???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank god everyone smelled good. hoho. afternoon rush usually is as bad (a lot of pple) but it's worse when they smell. ya lah.. whole day never bathe right. anyway, i know some pple don't bathe in the morning one. why not ahh?? i find it disgusting you know. bathing takes 10 mins minimum only whattttt. but i guess they think that perfume is enough hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's thing whole &lt;em&gt;"keep left unless overtaking"&lt;/em&gt; thing on the road right. pedestrians should learn to use the same rule too. this allow for smooth walking flow among pedestians you know. cos i was way early for my appointment, i decided to keep left and walk slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this particular lady went "tsk. tsk." and kept &lt;em&gt;clang&lt;/em&gt;ing her heels in an attempt to make me walk faster . hoho. then she "overtake" me and turned to give me a "piss off" look. to think i wasnt hogging. i was just abit slower than people on my right lah. haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok digress.. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw the briefing was ok. turns out that i can go straight to nie and 3yrs bond after that if i pass my proficiency test (PT) by end of may. first reaction was &lt;em&gt;yay!! no need to waste time contract, can straight away go study!&lt;/em&gt; but then the next available test date is on 18th july. so sad.. so i'll just do contract, then hopefully nie then bond. but i'm still gonna take the test on 18th. maybe the school principal would be nice enough to let me go nie on the next intake after i've passed my PT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i still don't know which school im posted to. will only know in early july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. tmr's my paternal side mother's day celebration. then sunday i've got 3 newborns to check out. hoho. my mom's cousin's newborn son, my dad's cousins' newborn daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tired already. hoho. ciao! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114733368350532430?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114733368350532430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114733368350532430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114733368350532430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114733368350532430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-decided-to-sit-in-front-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114641438664451781</id><published>2006-05-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:27:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i told my grandfather that i got accepted for a teaching job, to do contract teaching for a max of 1.5 yrs, he said &lt;em&gt;alhamdulilah&lt;/em&gt; and i nearly cried. he then continued advising me that it's a good thing i got accepted and whatever happens, i must be happy with it. he advised me to be patient at all times and accept everything within my stride. he then ended with another &lt;em&gt;alhamdulilah&lt;/em&gt; and i had to fight back tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell no way i'm gona cry in front of him. too much ego i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hear him &lt;em&gt;doa&lt;/em&gt; for me like that touched me a hell lot. when i told him about my interview last month, he wished me lots of luck and said he'll &lt;em&gt;doa&lt;/em&gt; for me everyday. and everytime my mom calls him to ask how he is, he'll ask if i got the results already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very touched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114641438664451781?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114641438664451781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114641438664451781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114641438664451781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114641438664451781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-i-told-my-grandfather-that-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114619872015377990</id><published>2006-04-28T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:32:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>correction: you won't need to call me "Cikgu" in 2 yrs time. you can start calling me that on 24th July 2006. cos that's when i officially start teaching in a primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i'll be under probation (note that i'm untrained) for a maximum of 1 1/2 yrs. then, the principal of the school will decide if i am eligible enough to train with nie for the next 2 yrs. after which, i'll have to serve a 3 yrs bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the principal of the school decides that i'm not good enough for nie, then that's it lah. end of my teaching "career".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i ask you. should i do it? should i teach when i'm untrained, be under probation and let the principal decide my future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i just dump this opportunity and look for other job related to my field of study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls email me your opinion. (cos i can't seem to log on to MSN. i've got a moody MSN. sheesh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got the letter yesterday, my mom was so happy. well i guess i was too la. i waited so long, and now i know the outcome. anw, she said that everyone will be happy for me for getting it (teaching as a career). and she was very excited about it. then i said, everybody's happy but you never ask whether i am or not. i meant it as a joke la.. but she became serious and said that she wants me to be happy no matter what.. she will support whatever i do. so i said ok, thanks. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the biggest qn is whether i want to do this or not. see.. for me, i don't mind. but i don't want it to be a waste of time. at the same time, i don't want to waste this opportunity. shucks im so fickleminded i want to strangle myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114619872015377990?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114619872015377990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114619872015377990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114619872015377990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114619872015377990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/correction-you-wont-need-to-call-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114612861436099928</id><published>2006-04-27T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:56:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's this particular guy i see at gym often. i try to avoid him every chance i get. but the gym isn't all that big. so i'm bound to walk pass him one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i avoid him, cos he's weird. he doesn't do much exercise actually. he spends his gym-time walking around and talking to other gymgoers. wait no. he smiles at everyone then he talks to those who returns his smile. he usually advices them on how to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, giving advice doesn't make him weird right? wrong. it does make him weird! and i got this vibe from him la.. i don't like. he's creepy. he smiles, no, he grins at everyone. yucks. don't like. don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once when.. a lady was power walking on one of the treadmills.. he got on the treadmill next to hers and starts talking to her. she just smiled and never replied back. he continued jogging on the treadmill after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people he talked to will reply him and chat with him for a couple of minutes. he's a regular there.. so people who know him will definitely &lt;em&gt;layan&lt;/em&gt; him. and he brings the receptionist and instructor free food everytime he comes over. so i guess the only way to say thanks to him is to &lt;em&gt;layan &lt;/em&gt;his &lt;em&gt;karenah&lt;/em&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. cos i'm VERY good at avoiding eye contact to idiots, and i'm also VERY good at walking away from weird people approaching me, he never got the chance to smile or talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, he managed to smile at me. cos we got on the same lift! garh. i smiled and rolled my eyes. hoho. anyway, when i was doing rowing, he sat beside the machine and started talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Adik, tak boleh row cepat-cepat. Nanti satu badan sakit. Kene start dulu. Nanti tak sampai 3 minit adik row, dah penat. Tengok je nanti."&lt;/em&gt; ("Sister (!!), you can't row to fast. Later your whole body will ache. You will be tired of rowing for 3 minutes only. Just you wait and see.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ok i hate translating shitty conversation. and the "Adik" is a term of endearment lah!! urgh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even LOOK at him. i continued rowing and said "Ok" in the most curtest tone ever. he kept repeating saying that if i row slowly, i can continue rowing for 20 minutes. he kept telling me to slow down cos i'll be tired if i exert myself. then he walked away. and my mom who is rowing beside me said "thanks" to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. don't you come near me ever again. urgh. urgh. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i hate being dared, especially by a stranger, i continued my fast pace rowing for 3 minutes. hoho. no sweat la crazy man. then i continued same pace, for the next 17 minutes. non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh well. that's one creepy person. now lets move on to another man. guy to be exact. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.. i still can look around and check out for nice-looking gym guys right?? yesterday there were 4 nice-looking malay dudes and taufik of cos. and today, this regular gym guy.. he's about 1.9m tall (no kidding!) and he's got the body (not TOO beefed up.. just nice) and he's got beautiful fair skin. ahhhhhhhhhh. he's really tall. and his shoulders.. hmmm, wide. not bad.. not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the other day while i was bloghopping, i chanced upon someone's blog, and apparently he goes to my gym too. cos i was very bored, i decided to read his entire blog, incl. past entries, and i found out interesting things about him. he's a local malay, non-muslim, gay guy. he also just got a tattoo on his pelvic area. kinky hor! the sad thing is, there's no picture of him or anyone or anything else on the blog. it's an interesting blog though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm gona keep my eyes open, and read his blog and see if i can point out who the blogger is. can? can, of cos. thank you. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i hope them guys i was looking at are not gay. aiiiii.. if they are, some men out there are gonna be quite lucky you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i just got my mail.. and yes, i got the letter that i've been waiting for! and.. yes! i got it! i'm gona be a teacher (with 3 yrs bond) in a yr and a half's time! and if everything goes well, i'll start training on 24th July 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon passing, i'll want everyone to call me "Cikgu" ok??? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114612861436099928?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114612861436099928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114612861436099928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114612861436099928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114612861436099928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/theres-this-particular-guy-i-see-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114596464148720413</id><published>2006-04-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:35:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i blatantly lied just now. that's cos i didn't want her to know about this la. i don't need a family member reading what i have to say, then come crawling to me to ask what it really meant. i didn't have a choice, so i lied. and what's with adults aged 40 and above being on the net hur?? and asking me how to sign up for frenster??? urgh. obviously she found my frenster site because it was linked to a cousin's list. sheeesh. and soon, she'll find out about both cousins' blogs. and she'll be able to read what them cousins actually do without their parents' knowledge. and what if she finds me here? i hope she doesn't though. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm becoming paranoid. this is not good. she's part of the 2nd generation le. my parents' generation. and hurh, these people they talk. and they, i dono la. they'll tell each other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she wants to be our friend. HAH. no way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114596464148720413?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114596464148720413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114596464148720413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114596464148720413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114596464148720413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-blatantly-lied-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114579072781683309</id><published>2006-04-23T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:03:26.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of gathering and stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/ycss-peeps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap the gathering was technically a success.. haha. our darling teacher and one other classmate was not present, but all 7 of us had heaps of fun, laughter and of course, food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent $168 and 4 hours in total at seoul garden.. the last time i ate there was 3 years ago, so it's ok if i spent a long time there la. i also wanted to get my money's worth! totally loved the szechuan chicken a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that 5 of us went to far east plaza. grrr too bad it rained. if i hadn't i would have gone flea market le. and i hate my sandals! they are so slippery i thought i would fall face first in the middle of orchard! but i managed to &lt;em&gt;maintain composure (heh!)&lt;/em&gt; la. you know how &lt;em&gt;paiseh&lt;/em&gt; it'll be if i were to fall???? yucks, the horrors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. so when's our next gathering? when nurul gets married? haha.. (the boys predict that nurul will be the first one to get married) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. woke up very early in the morning today to go JB for monthly grocery shopping. and i bought sunglasses! very nice, very comfortable sunglasses! but i'm still only 70% happy with my buy. cos i want sunglasses with full black lens. and i couldn't find them la. the one i bought had 2 tint like that. hmm, darker and lighter shade of black. but nvm lah. they are cheap and comfy you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they're big. i need big glasses cos im picky. hur. when i drive, i tend to squint. cos the sun's too bright and sometimes the shine reflects from other cars or something. also, cos i'm so not used to wearing glasses, i find it very uncomfortable to wear small lensed glasses. err.. cos from every corner of my eye i could see the different surrounding colour. and i hate it! so by wearing these big sunglasses, whenever i look up, down, left right, my view's the same. getit? no? nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also wanted sunglasses with UV protection. i went windowshopping for big black lensed sunglasses with UV protection and guess how much they cost? the most comfortable one i tried cost S$470. so expensive la. obviously these new, VERY affordable pair i got has no UV protection, but it was ok when i wore it just now while pretending to drive. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now, those are fine. but in future when i have the means to, i'd want to buy that branded, expensive and UV protected sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i'm still waiting for the reply from darling nie. can't they rush it just for me?? ;) i need to know the outcome soonest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114579072781683309?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114579072781683309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114579072781683309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114579072781683309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114579072781683309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/of-gathering-and-stuff.html' title='of gathering and stuff'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114546378829672830</id><published>2006-04-19T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:28:03.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 20th birthday, vi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll go out soon k.. gym tomorrow okay? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i'm spending my time watching movies on Utube and rented VCDs. so far i've watched &lt;em&gt;Harold and Kumar goes to White Castle&lt;/em&gt; (totally awesomely funny!!), Confessions &lt;em&gt;of a Drama Queen, Mean Girls, Bachban&lt;/em&gt; (Some close-to-4-hrs hindi movie!). I'm waiting for &lt;em&gt;A Cinderella Story&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Two Weeks Notice&lt;/em&gt; now. I've got &lt;em&gt;Coyote Ugly&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Save the Last Dance,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, Cruel Intentions&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Clueless&lt;/em&gt; waiting in line for me to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooh the chick flicks! wahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i cleared my clothes cupboard and realized that half of them cannot be worn anymore. i haven't cleared them clothes for a very very long time. since year 2000 maybe? anyway, of course after 6 years, i've outgrown them clothes. some i just don't want to wear anymore. so, i threw away half of what i have. now everything in my cupboard are those i would actually wear. yeay to me! and, cos i got kinda neurotic just now, i decided to hang all my go-out clothes and organised them according to colour. i folded the home-clothes and divided them into sleeveless, PJs (hoho!), shirts and shorts. and i've now got 3 categories especially for my underthings. and the cupboard is so totally organised i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. my room's all clean now.. my clothes cupboard is neat and organised.. next i've got to straighten out my future! grrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114546378829672830?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114546378829672830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114546378829672830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114546378829672830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114546378829672830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-20th-birthday-vi-well-go-out_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114537223651635920</id><published>2006-04-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:57:16.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As of 4/18/2006 10:50:37 PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 19 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 232 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 1,008 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 7,058 days old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 169,402 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 10,164,170 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 609,850,237 seconds old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.76242661448141 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 247 days till your next birthdayon which your cake will have 20 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 20 candles produce 20 BTUs,or 5,040 calories of heat (that's only 5.0400 food Calories!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can boil 2.29 US ounces of water with that many candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/BirthData.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.paulsadowski.com/BirthData.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114537223651635920?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114537223651635920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114537223651635920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114537223651635920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114537223651635920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114520396765880726</id><published>2006-04-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:12:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>try &lt;a href="http://www.myfreecolouringpages.com/online_coloring.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i have nothing to do online. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really brain-dead kind of activity.. but it kills time, so that's why i'm doing it. so, have fun! add COLOUR to you life! harhar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. good friday was spent at grandparents house eating, talking, sleeping, watching tv and arguing. not bad.. not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's back to gym! trying to achieve 5 days a week straight. trying lah.. since i'm quite free in the mornings, might as well go gym everyday right? one hour each only.. &lt;em&gt;bukannyer lamer nah.. shopping boleh berjam-jam&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard on oprah the other day that research shows that you have to do something new at least 21 times to make it a habit.. since 8th march, i've been to the gym i dono how many times! i have to count and update ya.. so can keep track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far.. i can wear last yr's tops that i couldn't fit in.. =) but, i measured and not much difference leh! esp. my boobs area! i want smaller boobs damn it!! so difficult to buy clothes you knoww! brrrrrrrrrr.. and so far, 3 pple have told me i look different. and i just smile and say thank you! hahahaha.. no need to ask them for specifically what's different, cos i don't care what they think! i feel good and i'm liking it.. no need outside recognition lah.. for wat sey.. show off only.. pfffffft.. &lt;em&gt;tak bagus tau riak.. dosa..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for nie and lib confirmation. ish i don't like waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on a different note.., never say "never" k? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114520396765880726?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114485367730095111</id><published>2006-04-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:54:55.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was channel-surfing and then i saw pangako sayo's actor on screen! ooooooh so interesting! i thought it was pangako sayo II or something! even the actress is kristin, pangako sayo's heroine. anw, a long time ago, when i was waiting for poly intake, my dear pal nurul introduced me to pangako sayo. i didn't know then that i would be so addicted to that soap opera la! and it's not even in a language i understood.. and turns out my aunts were watching it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw long story short, i didn't miss one episode of that show since i started watching. totally love that drama can? those actresses and actors look so good on tv.. loved it loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to today. saw jericho and kristin as christian and ara/gracie respectively. of cos not in pangako sayo 2, but some tagalog show whose title i can't remember. anw i was kinda confused about the storyline. hmm kristin like gona get married to another guy but is obviously in love with christian (her ex i bet). so anyway i was trying to put things together but got tired of it cos i don't like to watch things when it's halfway running already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what am i gona do? i'm gona wait till someone explains to me what has been going on since the beginning of the episode (i don't even know which ep it is on now!). then i'll start watching it k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i can wait for maybe 3 more years for the show's dvds to be released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw pangako sayo vcds in stores already! but i didn't manage to go check out the price. i will tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh i love watching that show. and i love the way they act. so real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicago's showing on tv now but i'm so lazy to go down and watch it. somemore it's 10.30 now, so half an hour of story is gone. don't like to watch shows halfway through. so tomorrow i'm gona scoot down to the vcd rental shop and borrow chicago, sepet, gubra and walk the line. that'll cost me $12 and i'll get to have it till tuesday. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i'm glad that ch5's showing gilmore girls at 5pm. and it's the season that i totally missed. now i can watch it religiously :) then at 6pm oprah, 7pm the fairly oddparents (freaking good cartoon! love it love it!) on nick, then i'll squeeze it prayers here, then continue watching nick for drake&amp;josh at 7.30pm. then after that nothing! depends on what day and what's on tv. if nothing's on, i'll go up and lie down and read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhhh.. the luxury of having nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;occasionally at 3pm there'll be good shows on "Grounded on MTV". i'll watch cribs, punk'd, some episodes of room raiders, wade robson, sweet 16, boiling point and score. 3 to 4pm. at 4, i'll squeeze in my prayer if i havent done it, then i'll do some housework while waiting for 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw today at 3.30 was MY OWN. new show, interesting format. every wk they'll get one fan who's obsessed with a celeb. then there'll be a number of candidates trying to imitate that celeb the fan's crazy about. at the end of the show, the fan has to choose 1 winner that has done the best job of imitating that one particular celeb. today it was justin timberlake. and this pudgy dude with great personality won. blah. i thought the total look-a-like who doesn't shine in personality but can dance and sing damn well should get it. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after gym till 3pm my tv's on too! star world at noon rocks. they show repeats of the previous night's shows. then there's oprah and 1pm and some comedy shows at 2pm. or sometimes i switch between spongebob at 1.30 or bewitched at 1.15 and the nanny at 1.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah a whole entry about tv shows! i have got to leave home more often!! very loser-ish stuck at home.. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do go out la. only i don't like to go out around noon when there'll be not much parking lots. and i don't like to stay out too late cos going home during afternoon peak hours a total pain in the we-all-know-where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow i'll be going out straight after gym.. and friday's good friday so the whole schedule's different. so i guess the routine will start on monday then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think the tv routine's not bad. it keeps me awake.. no afternoon naps (no no anymore!). and while watching i can help fold clothes, hang clothes or sweep floor. hey it's time i return the favour. we've never had a maid ever. so since my mama got married she did everything on her own. so this time, it's just right if i help around. although.. i'll do things at my own pace and she'll be irritated and do it on her own. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im tired. it's been a long entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, very random, but i love driving! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114485367730095111?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114485367730095111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114485367730095111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114485367730095111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114485367730095111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-channel-surfing-and-then-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114485175682313299</id><published>2006-04-12T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:22:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErvT9Nd8aS8&amp;search=unbelievable"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErvT9Nd8aS8&amp;amp;search=unbelievable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlylyrics.com/song.php?id=30164"&gt;Unbelievable - Craig David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always said I would know where to find love,&lt;br /&gt;Always thought I'd be ready and strong enough,&lt;br /&gt;But some times I just felt I could give up.&lt;br /&gt;But you came and changed my whole world now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhere I've never been before.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, what love means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;It's so unbelievable,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Something so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like you've always been,&lt;br /&gt;Forever a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so unbelievable to finally be in love,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I'd never thought I'd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, in my head, it's so clear now,&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand you've got nothing to fear now,&lt;br /&gt;I was lost and you've rescued me some how-.&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive, I'm in love you complete me,&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been here before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, what love means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of what I have, and this chance I nearly lost,&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but break down, and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, break down and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, what love means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to sing this song to someone someday. i know i don't have a singing voice. many people don't have a singing voice la ok. but i don't care.. i will sing it someday someday. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114485175682313299?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114485175682313299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114485175682313299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114485175682313299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114485175682313299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114485144905943337</id><published>2006-04-12T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:17:29.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mama's too protective. i've told her countless times that she has to let us go slowly. of course not all the way. let go a little. but everytime i tell her that, she'll just say that i don't understand and only will when i have children of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course i'll love her forever. only i haven't told her that lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114485144905943337?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114485144905943337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114485144905943337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114485144905943337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114485144905943337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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do get both nie and lib job, i'll be working 2 jobs starting this july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can't wait for both results to be out. i hate waiting la doi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. how can i forget. today's maulidur rasul. and i was watching "&lt;a class="textlinksbold" href="http://cabletv2.starhub.com/portal/TEShowDetails.jsp?vgnextfmt=shId:1000015418:epId:1000045051"&gt;Muhammad - Legacy of a Prophet Pt.1 &amp; Pt. 2&lt;/a&gt;" on national geographic just now and it made me teared. oh man, the sacrifices HE made for his followers. and the detailed explaination from the day he was born. love the whole documentary for depicting the right things. i want to watch it again. add to my wishlist: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0062508865/103-0631901-1658232?v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;"Muhammad" by Karen Armstrong&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0802135862/ref=pd_sim_b_1/103-0631901-1658232?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;"The Hadj" by Michael Wolfe&lt;/a&gt;. i want to read those two books, please. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a lot of things. grr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114477049345346768?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114477049345346768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114477049345346768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114477049345346768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114477049345346768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-went-gym-again-today-and-i-saw-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114450242436569823</id><published>2006-04-08T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:28:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Currently reading: "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my fingers are so itchy bitchy la. about 4 nights ago, i switched on my laptop and logged on to the internet. then i had a thought.. i wanted to test whether i remembered the broadband password; cos the password's been saved since i got in and i nvr once typed it in cept the first time. so i deleted the saved password and typed a password i THOUGHT was the correct one. turns out, it wasn't! the username and the password doesn't match, blah blah blah.. so i panicked! cos only me and me and me knew the password and now every password i could think of just wasn't right! so then.. at 11.43pm on wednesday, i called singnet-helpline and requested for a default password. and the recorded message said they'll send the default password by mail after 3 working days. again i panicked. cos how can i (and my bro) live w/o internet until monday! turns out, mail came yesterday, and here i am again, online! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i hate it when people hardsell me products that i don't really want to buy. i went to a certain pharmacy store one day and i went in just to check the price for some product i thought of buying. then some blardy free salesperson saw me and walked towards me and asked me if i needed help. knowing that she'll start pitching about her product, i said no i don't need help. but of cos, being a salesperson she is, she said, "no no i'll help you. see your face very oily then got a lot of scars there. i got good product here for you. cheap $20 only. can surely make your face smoother." SHE REALLY SAID THOSE I SWEAR. (i really hate it when people comment about my pimple scars so i take note of every single word said. hrmph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she pulled me over to another aisle and showed me this face product, a night cream and she explained what every ingredient meant. there were like 5 ingredients and it was all normal words, i mean, no jargons. there's vitamic E.. olive oil.. and some other i can't remember. but she explained what each ingredient will do for my "tired and damaged skin". surprisingly she was nice about it when i said i'm not interested. so i walked away.. then she followed and tried coaxing me again and again and again to buy the product! SO IN THE END, i gave in. i bought it. blargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i left she said, "if you don't believe me, you wear this part of your cheek then see the difference." and i thought, then what if it works.. i'll have one clean flawless cheek and a "tired and damaged" cheek. nonsense i tell you. but yeah, she won. so yah. irritating salesperson - 1, me - 0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i did go to healthzone just now. no not to watch our sporeidol perform (even though i wanted to!). but to support my bro's friend on this talent show thingy. too bad he didn't win. anw the competition ended at 11.30 but the results were to be announced at 3pm. that's also when our sporeidol will be there la.. but, my bro and i were too lazy-assed to wait around from 11.30 to 3, so we left. ahhhhhh well. anw i didn't know my aunt is IN LOVE with our sporeidol lah! she told my mom just now that if she knew he was having a show, she'll ditch my cousin's cousin's wedding and go watch him instead. HAHAHAA.. okkkkkkay, darling aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. i found out that FRIENDS DVD season 1 to 10 will cost me approximately $800. so sad. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114450242436569823?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114450242436569823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114450242436569823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114450242436569823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114450242436569823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/currently-reading-alchemist-by-paulo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114422138022962380</id><published>2006-04-05T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T15:31:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who, what, when, where, how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaa.. i was at the gym today, and while i was happily striding to burn off 200 calories, i looked to my left, and i almost fell! cos.. i saw taufik batisah, running on the treadmill, no less! wahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok like if he like technorati gym and his name i bet he'll get here straight away! and he'll realize like how i'm so bimbofied lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, yup. of all the places he could go to, he went to my gym. my gym! after seeing him, i turned to the right (still striding, didn't fall) and said to my mom, "Is that taufik?" and she looked and said, "err no lah.. not him." then 2 minutes later, she said, "eh ya it's him lah." wahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after striding and burning off 250 calories (50 more for the hyperventilating thing, haha!), i went over to cycle. then i saw he was doing weight training with a personal trainer. and NO ONE said anything to him/each other. i mean, it was very obvious people saw him. there were.. 4 people (excluding him and trainer) at the weights area, 4 (incl me) at the cycling area, and there were a couple of others here and there lah. i think there were around 15 people in the gym total. so it was obvious that he is he lah kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i HAD to walk pass him to go to the abdominal curls thing (sit up with weights. damn good!). so my mom and i walked towards the equipment (indirectly towards him too) and my mom said to me, "Go say hi." and i said, "You say lah." and she did! wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said hi.. he said hi back.. HE shooked my mom's hand and did the whole hand on chest &lt;em&gt;salam&lt;/em&gt; thing. and started talking! eh, he really damn friendly can.. he said he went wakeboarding yest tt's why he's a shade darker. and he flick off his top sleeve and showed the different in shades and ya he was fairer inside. and he went on to say cos he had the lifejacket on that's why he's fair where the lifejacket was. haha. (NOTE: my mom only said, "You look different la.." and he started talking about the wakeboarding and all that. they conversed in malay somemore.. not bad not bad..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, mom asked him if he works out often there and he said only during his free time. and mom asked if he had shows and he said this sat he has (and my bro and me might go hahah). and then, a couple of other things i can't remember then ta-ta, bye. then mom and i did the curls near him and people were smiling at us.. maybe for having the courage to say hi to him? hahahahaa.. aiyah.. he's only human lah doi. but mom knew when to stop talking lah, cos he had the right to his own space in a public gym right.. (my gym! haha!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where was i and what was i doing when my mom was chatting him up? i was.. just there. all shy and not looking at him directly! hahahaa.. i have this affect of famous people. cos i know people around are looking at the celeb, and i don't want to bring attention to me, so i will do anything to avoid any contact with the celeb. but cos my mom made the first move, and the gym is really not that big and i'm with my mom, i had to like hang around near them two and smile. then after my mom said, ok then bye to him he also said ok, bye, and he bye at me so i just smile and bye back. hahahahahahhahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. my brush with taufik. he's tall, dark and cute. i asked my mom if she thinks taufik's handsome (all this in the car on the way back la k) and she said, hmmm not really lah more like &lt;em&gt;manis&lt;/em&gt; (direct translation, sweet). well, ok. and i tell you, pictures lie. cos he looks so much better face-to-face. and he's more built-up now compared to when he won sporeidol (that was 2 yes ago i think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i was really sweaty and face very flushed from all that running, cycling and striding. so i really didn't feel the need to say hi to him lah. so un-confident i tell you. wah but my mom ah.. so ON. heeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay. since the first day of gym, i've hoped to see familiar faces. and one person i'd want to see in the same gym as me is yup, him. so wowness.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so groupie right.......... sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos right.. i always go gym between 9am to 12pm. we'll spend one hour plus plus there and then leave. and for the past i month we've seen the usual gym-ers, familiar and friendly faces. so today was refreshing! yup, refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.. gonna go gym tomorrow and friday. so fast weekends already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and.. the sat performance thing taufik said, it's at healthzone. i have no idea what's going on there.. maybe the no smoking campaign thing eh? anw, my bro wants to go to support his friend in some competition thing. but my cousin's cousin is getting married this sat. so dono lah.. ahhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one whole entry about me being shy and starstruck (in a way i was lah okay). haiyoh, so paiseh can. hahahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to more interesting happenings at the gym! *cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114422138022962380?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114422138022962380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114422138022962380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114422138022962380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114422138022962380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/guess-who-what-when-where-how-hahahaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114416237382773663</id><published>2006-04-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:58:55.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; reading: "Veronika decides to die" - Paul Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been keeping myself busy with reading, and gyming! yeaps, went back to gym just now after a week of absence. so far, i've yet to jump on the weighing scale to see if i've lost (or gain, horrors!) any weight at all. but so far, i've managed to wake up early without lethargicness, and i've also managed my eating habits. i eat only when necessary, and in small amounts. and i've not eaten a full plate of rice since 8th march. i'm only drinking plain water, but hell, sometimes temptation's just too great i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read an article pasted on the notice board in gym, and it says that there might be a weight increase when you exercise. something about muscle mass being heavier than fat. and the only indicator of whether i've lost weight is to measure my waist. and there's this thing called the waist to hip ratio (waist in inches divide by hip in inches) and if you're lower than 0.85 (i think), means you're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway oprah's 20th season is shown on channel 5 now. surprise surprise! why didn't they like buy the show a long time ago?? i've been watching oprah since i have starworld and she's great i tell you. and i don't know how it happened, but starworld showed oprah episodes earlier than in america! i watched about terry mcmillan and her story 3 days before it aired on america. hmmmmmmmmmm.. wonders. anw i think i'm sticking to watching channel 5's. cos the timeslot's comfortable (6pm and 10am for repeats) and it goes episode per episode. starworld's episode schedule can get confusing sometimes. ahhhh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to grandparents' place at woodlands just now. and nearly got into an accident! stupid hyundai trajet driver didn't check his rearview mirror AND blindspot and nearly hit my tiny starlet! he just entered the expressway and i was in lane 2. he obviously didn't check anything cos he straightaway filtered to my lane! and without signalling somemore! i saw him filtering into the 3rd lane, but i didnt expect him to straightaway go to lane 2. and so i honked, but i didn't press hard enough cos the sound wasn't loud (hahaha, first time honking lah) so i swerved a bit to the right lane 1 (which made him swerve back to his lane 3) and sped past him. then i went back to comfortable lane 2, and i saw him overtake me. wahhhhlau, stoooopid him never check rearview mirror. obviously he didn't see me at all lah or he thought that i was far away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh anw, i know most drivers don't check their blindspot when turning or changing lane. i don't either. but it's important to you know. urgh. i always check my blindspot when i'm entering expressway. cos when filtering, i'll enter into lane 3, which is where all the big trucks will be. and sometimes those long vehicles can be fast, and so i give way and slow down and enter lane 3 after they've passed me. see how considerate i am? heh! and some people don't check their rearview mirror! blindspot can understand lah, but rearview mirror.. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in a cab a few days back, was on the way to sgh i think. anw, i got on the cab and sat behind the driver and realized that his rearview mirror is &lt;em&gt;senget&lt;/em&gt; (tilted) like nobody's business. it was too low for him to see anything. i bet he couldn't even see me at the back much less the whole back view! and throughout the journey i observed how he drove, and he never once looked at the rearview mirror (of cos not lah the mirror was &lt;em&gt;senget&lt;/em&gt; mah). he only checked his side view mirrors. but even with the rearview mirror you can't see the whole view around the car, he can just check side mirrors leh. enough mehhh?? but of cos, there weren't any near-accidents. maybe he's a great driver, or just plain lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, congrats to &lt;a href="http://ohmytian.blogspot.com"&gt;VAL&lt;/a&gt; for passing on her first attempt! wahhhhh 14 points only horr.. beat me by 2! hehehe.. wah this girl i tell you, she kancheong like nobody's business WEEKS before her test. i think she stress up even before booking the test date! hahahaa.. and she was all hyped up about the date today - 4/4.. you know the whole "die, die" thing? BUT, she passed! wahhhhh.. congrats congrats! (val just PM-ed me! hahaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh well, back to chatting, then bedtime story with coelho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114416237382773663?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114416237382773663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114416237382773663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114416237382773663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114416237382773663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/currently-reading-veronika-decides-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114397698695466219</id><published>2006-04-02T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T19:41:09.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reading: "How Stella Got Her Groove Back" - Terry McMillan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching: ANTM Cycle 6 on yoUtube!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noisy neighbours irritate me so much! today's void deck wedding at the opposite block just ended about 40 minutes ago, but i can still hear their disgusting voice in my head! this whole karaoke thing at a void deck wedding is not really working for me, man. i mean, yes, i'm fine with having songs played during a wedding, cos w/o songs, every1 is technically forced into making small talks with people around. and the songs actually make the occasion more &lt;em&gt;happening/meriah&lt;/em&gt;. so, yes, i get the whole sing-song thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can you like get PROPER singers??? please make sure that they can at least sing according to the song. like, hello.. the small black tv infront of you has the lyrics and they're really so kind to have the them (lyrics) coded and appear according to the melody of the song. but these &lt;em&gt;makciks dan pakciks,&lt;/em&gt; who usually sing at the comfort of their own home, but now they're actually singing to the public, will anyhow donohow just sing according to whatever, i don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it doesn't help that they are WAYYYYYYYYY loud and it's useless when i close the windows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, of cos we were invited to the wedding, but we didn't go. hee. cos we don't like them, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see the whole wedding from my corridor, so everytime there's a loud commotion (louder than the stupid karaoke oldies) my mom and i will run out and see what's up. i really wanted to see the bride and groom la, cos mr groom is 22. and i always see him around, at the bus stop, ss, market, doing some mechanic work thing to his precious bike and of course at the void deck- where he smokes like a chimney. so yes, i want to see him on his big day with his now-wife, all young and happy and looking forward to a new life together. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just about an hour ago my mom received a phonecall from her secondary schoolmate inviting her (and us) to his 19-yr-old daughter's wedding. woowoot hur. and the dad said, &lt;em&gt;"Biarlah dia kahwin. Dah gatal sangat lah dia tu. Abang dia belum ada hati nak kahwin, dia dah nak. Biarlah.."&lt;/em&gt; when my mom said, &lt;em&gt;"Eh tu dekat dekat umur &lt;/em&gt;my&lt;em&gt; anak perompan.."&lt;/em&gt; after she found out the bride's age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like translating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there've been a number of people around me (distant relatives, acquaintances, etc) getting married at a young age. 19-23's still considered young right? aiiks, i'm IN that age range! tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i went to the library a couple of days back and i went home with 6 books! too much for my own good, i know. i'm starting on my 2nd book tonight. hope it's a good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the start of a brand new week and i guess i'll just chill and read all 5 books left. and then go library to return and borrow more books to read over the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, gyming. last wk was a sad case. went only on wednesday cos the rest of the weekdays were filled up with many many activities. going to and back from wdlands can be tiring sometimes. but starting tmr.. go back to gym ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114397698695466219?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114397698695466219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114397698695466219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114397698695466219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114397698695466219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114371749318993650</id><published>2006-03-30T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:26:17.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff..</title><content type='html'>check these vids out. what do they have in common?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NDOvgxsGvWg&amp;search=check%20on%20it"&gt;Beyonce's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6zMlIY3GPc&amp;amp;search=ne-yo"&gt;Ne-Yo's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=juMef8Kcu3k&amp;search=jennifer%20lopez%20ll%20cool%20j"&gt;LL Cool J's &amp;amp; JLo's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7452kcde-p0&amp;amp;search=unpredictable"&gt;Jamie Foxx's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the vids are directed by the same person! anw the most obvious reason that it's directed by the same person is of cos the way there are 2 scenes going on at the same time. one is the main panoramic screen and the other is the top and the bottom rectangle thingy. i think it's a new style of doing vids, but they can get distracting sometimes you know. having 2 scenes and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh nvm that. i love all 4 songs! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on another note, youtube rocks can!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on an another totally different note, my interview with moe went.... okay i guess. my english was fluent, but my malay was atrocious like nobody's business! argh, so sad! i stutter A LOT. i think cos i was concentrating too much on perfecting it that it ruined everything! and i was trying so hard to impress and to speak formally, that i blew it! *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. hey, im a positive enough person. i'm still hoping for the bestest. although my language is like crapadoodledoo, i had good answers. and they had a happy-enough look on their faces (there were 4 of them, but only 2 spoke, the chairman and the malay specialist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interview lasted 15 minutes, even though i thought it was only 3 minutes. anw, once i left the room i felt a sense of relief and a bit disappointed. by that stuttering malay lah. omg, so embarassing! bleagh. but like i said, my answers were good, just my stuttering (and trying to make malay sounds oh-so-formal) makes me not-so confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... they'll send me a letter in 2 to 3 wks (the website said 15 working days) time on whether i'll get accepted into moe, and train at nie for 2 yrs, then serve bond for 3 yrs. i'm hoping to get it la. but if not, i'm gonna get a job, and try again next year. aaaaargh, balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, someone i didn't expect was at the interview too. but she ignored me.. maybe because she didn't see me, or didn't want to acknowledge me cos we weren't on hi-hi-bye-bye terms anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by 20th april, i'll get another letter from moe, and i hope it brings good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the interview, my mom and me went to visit my grandma at the hospital. there were ALOT of sick people there. it's depressing. and even though there's a free shuttle service, it doesn't stop at every block, so lots of older, sicker people had to walk from one of the drop-off bus stop to for example blk 4. i had to walk from the drop-off point to blk 4 and it took me 10 minutes. it's like a maze la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw this particular old man who got off at the same drop-off point as i did, and walked towards blk 4. but i lost him after awhile cos my mom and i were faster. ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, by request..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Victims, all u need 2 do is to list down 7 different points of ur idea of a perfect lover. Specify gender of target. Tag ur 7 victims after dat by leaving a comment on their blogs saying they've been, well... tagged. If tagged d 2nd time, no need to repost. Have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. handsome&lt;br /&gt;2. rich&lt;br /&gt;3. religious&lt;br /&gt;4. unselfish&lt;br /&gt;5. loves me unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;6. knows how to cook&lt;br /&gt;7. has the bestest smile ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, that's too much to ask right? that's my idea of a perfect lover. but hey, there's no such thing as perfect. so yea. try find me a man with all 7, i don't think you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. for real, the most important things i want in my life partner is 3. and 5. and hey he doesn't have to be 2., just well-off, that's good enough for me. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gila gila gila. oh and, i'm tagging no one else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114371749318993650?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114371749318993650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114371749318993650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114371749318993650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114371749318993650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/stuff.html' title='stuff..'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114320194027907922</id><published>2006-03-24T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:07:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am is the done!</title><content type='html'>*pats on back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done! with 3 yrs poly education! gotten sem6 results and was pleasantly surprise. SP (RHW) - AD, MASIIIIINA - C+, CONVVVVVEX - B and DOCCCCPRO - B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat was up with my masiiiiina huh?! c+ is urh urh, not good. anw anw, i'm happy abt RHW! all those hardwork and shitterbangsbangs, finally paid off! my first AD in my last sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it man. no more staying up wayyyyyyy late to finish up on assignment. no more rushing to canteen 2 bookshop to print last minute stuff and bind and rush back to blk 53 to hand it up. no more msn project meetings that can get confusing sometimes. no more bitching sessions with groupmates. awwww.. i'll miss those 3 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, never regretted any moment. well, hmm.. i can't think of anything i regret. even ugly groupmates made my poly life interesting. so, yup, i guess i had it smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, gotta think about the next step. to becoming a nurturer! harrrharrr. seriously, i'm quite nervous about the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hey, wat's 'presentation' in malay???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd just have to think of the time, back in 2003, when i was interviewed by 2 lecturers and my future depended on that interview and them! ahhh, it wasn't a rocky ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please make the coming interview smooth-sailing as well. and it's on my 6 months anniversary, you know. 6 months ago i passed my driving on my first attempt oi! and i think it was at 10.45am. this interview will be at 10.10am. hmmm.. really, wish me well! i need to brush up on my malay. alamak, it's heartwenching when i have english words in my head and i can't remember the translation! and i'd go "urhmmmmm.. urhmmmmmm.." that's y i should practice more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114320194027907922?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114320194027907922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114320194027907922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114320194027907922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114320194027907922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-is-done.html' title='i am is the done!'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114302833120249822</id><published>2006-03-22T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:52:14.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letterBOX</title><content type='html'>as you might already know, i can be VERY kancheong when i put my heart &amp; soul into it. waha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i applied for dip in education exactly a month ago and they promised to reply me after 15 working days. of cos they didn't. so i called them and asked what's up and the nice lady said tt they'll send a letter on whether my application is approved or rejected in a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i got the letter. and here's what is says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/NIE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand" height="400" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/NIE1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can see? cannot see, click to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, basically it says that my application has been accepted and i've to go for an interview on the 30th march at 10:10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the tentative programme that i'll be taking on is MALAY LANGUAGE (PRI). sooooooooooooooooo yeap. i was hoping for the english medium, where i'll be teaching eng, maths and science, but i guess malay's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is, half of the interview will be in MALAY. and the last time i spoke interview-malay was during my malay o levels which was 4 yrs ago! so, die. i better practice speaking proper, no-stuttering malay language. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this job.. if i don't get it right, that means i have to start job-hunting, for real. and it's really quite stressful k. if i do get this, i'll start this july, and the monthly allowance (*eherm eherm) can at least help my dad pay the car monthly thingy and the petrol and the maintanence and the coupon and other shebangs a car needs. (and then i'll officially call it MY car!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd better start reading up on the new policies offered by MOEdu. and i'd better start speaking malay, pronto. eh no not pronto, secepat mungkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for tonight, i'm gonna watch 'a lot like love' dvd and tmr, i'm gonna skip gym and go shopping at metro's sale at spore expo! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114302833120249822?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114302833120249822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114302833120249822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114302833120249822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114302833120249822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/letterbox.html' title='letterBOX'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114260478105883395</id><published>2006-03-17T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:13:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the job</title><content type='html'>i got a temp job, which just ended today btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i got a call from an employment agency on tuesday and she offered me a job, telling me to go to the teacher's house at 1pm that day. but i had plans, so she just said, "ok just come to work straight tmr then". so yup, i started on wednesday at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the job scope's simple: typing and scanning. that was what the employment agency person told me over the phone, and with $6 per hour of doing just that, of coursed i grabbed the job! furthermore, the job's at corporation rd, which is only 5 bus stops away, or 3 minutes drive over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached my boss's, let's call her mdm k, place at 8.55am cos i was too excited and my dad sent me over la. what i had to do? basically type and scan (as promised) 12 sets of primary school examination papers. she got the hard copy of 12 sets of pri 3, 4 and 5 science paper from schools around singapore and she wanted it in soft copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mdm k is a science &amp; maths teacher with 3 young and VERY noisy &amp;amp; cannot controlled kids aged 5, 4 and 3. i swear they don't treat their mother with respect. it was hard on mdm k and the maid handling them 3 before sending them to child care centre. the teachers at the centre must have alot of patience i bet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup, i had to type and scan exactly like the hard copy. started typing using her desktop in her aircon room. anw i got really tired of typing only at 4pm. by then my whole body was aching like nobody's business. so i had to stand and stretch every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her scanner totally suck so i offered to bring home the papers and use my scanner. she said "yes, can. just tell me how long you spent on them and i'll pay you accordingly". so w00h00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, think it's simple to just type and scan exam papers? think again! i didn't know pri sch science papers (46 qns per set) have A LOT of tables and diagrams and flow charts and formatting and the stuff. so i had to constantly adjust the format cos her desktop siao ting tong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with SO MANY pictures scanned, of course the doc will be more than 1MB right. she specifically wants them to be under 1MB. so i had to edit the pictures in photoshop first then arrange them in word doc according to the hard copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been switching from laptop (no scanner) to desktop (no photoshop) and i get sleepy and my body hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah, ok so i just finished everything! i'd hav to go to her place tomorrow to pass everything back (and get my pay, i hope!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, tt was a short 3 days full-time+overtime temp job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that i'm tired of having to sit infront of the computer for 8 hrs straight. tired you know.. i'd rather walk around and do something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like be a teacher or something. and then hiring youngtards like me to do all the labour work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114260478105883395?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114260478105883395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114260478105883395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114260478105883395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114260478105883395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/job.html' title='the job'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114235128262673947</id><published>2006-03-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:56:08.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the very advanced birthday wishlist</title><content type='html'>it's not so much of a list. it's just 2 things that i want so badly for my birthday this year. *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 a magic 8-ball&lt;br /&gt;#2 FRIENDS DVD Seasons 1 to 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prettttttty please????? hahahaa! nah.. relax.. anw, i must must must get those 2 things! #1 i don't know if i can find it in spore though. hmmm.. and #2 is sogawdamnexpensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i will get them eventually! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114235128262673947?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114235128262673947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114235128262673947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114235128262673947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114235128262673947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/very-advanced-birthday-wishlist.html' title='the very advanced birthday wishlist'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114201036406012359</id><published>2006-03-11T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:25:34.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>8th march was international women's day, so erhm, happy women's day then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that also marked the day i officially went to gym! wahahahahahaa.. me? gyming? no way right?! wrong! i did go! and it was the most exhilirating thing i've done in a while.. how sad, right? wahaaa.. coming week i'm gonna sign up for a gym membership [:O] that'll cost me $50, and i can use the gym from opening hours to 4pm every weekday for the next 6mths. it saves ALOT of money cos per entry is like $2.50. and if i'm gonna go gyming at least 3 times per wk, tt'll already cost me $7.50. multiply that by 4 wks and it'll be $28. with tt membership thingy, i can go everyday (wow so ambitious!) and i do save ALOT ALOT of money. and i love saving money. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so, why the sudden going gym shit you ask. cos i just feel like it! i got 3 calls from 3 different employment agencies telling me that they've received my resume and will be forwarding to their clients doing asst marketing manager, telemaketeer and admin asst (respectively). and of cos i gave the go head and hope that they'll call me to tell me the good news - that i've gotten the job that pays not bad for a temp job (asst markt - $1400 you know!). but it's been 2 days waiting for that asst markt job and i guess it's just not my luck lah. so, i'll just concentrate on gyming, gyming and more gyming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird that i'm actually typing this, cos i wanted this gym trips to be a secret. cos, if just in case i dont lose weight or there's no visible weight loss difference, i'll be paiseh like nobody's business, but i'll be paiseh (and disappointed) with myself most. cos noone else know abt my gym trips. but now, after this entry, i guess i really have to work damn blardy hard cos i want to see a difference in my body. like, freaking lose weight la, hurry! ok i know, i didnt gain weight within a day so dont expect to lose it in a day either. so yup, Patience, young padawan (quote: val).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ah.. tell you the truth, there are 2 reasons why i actually want to do smthg about my body (and my whole lifestyle, eventually). you know, the whole lose weight, be healthy, exercise regularly shebangbang. firstly it's cos i'm sick of people who think that they are QUEENs and KINGs and that they can criticise the way i look, the clothes i wear, the way i freaking walk and sit! and to think that they arent skinny or healthy either. tt makes me so damn mad. and i guess i could just ignore them and just shrug it off everytime they comment and pass rude (damn it, VERY RUDE is more like it) remarks at me. but who the hell are they that i have to give them face and let them gloat in glee after having talked down on me. pfffft. i'll proof them wrong, i will. i'll go up to them (deadline: 24th oct, hari raya) and say, "nehnienehnie poo poo! in your face, you minions! you're fat and i'm not!" (i might even do a little dance, flick tudung back and walk off thumping feet ala beyonce woohoo!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaah, so ambitious! and such evil intentions, that i just hope it wont backfire woot! (but none of them reads this so i wont be THAT paiseh if the whole deadline thing doesnt come true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second reason is cos i want to wear nice(r) clothes damn it! i want to be able to walk into a shop in some shopping mall in town and grab smthg i like, go find my size (an M would be a HUGEASS accomplishment), go try it on and model in it! and the best thing is, i don't have to actually buy it. i can just model it, change and give it back to the salesperson, smile and leave. especially if the item is like expensive lah. isnt tt fun? i bet all the skinny people enjoy this privilege. and i hate it when i want to buy smthg and gotta ask for the "biggest size you have" and later having the salesgirls comeback and say "sorry we dont have your size" straight to my face. and i actually love love love that item lah. so sad you know. and it's not only clothes (top &amp; pants incl). it's shoes also. i dontknow if i do lose weight my feet size will decrease (will it?), but currently i'm a size 8/9 depending on the cut. and it's not because of the length, it's the width of my feet. and it's so heartbroken when they dont come in big sizes. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do fat/big/huge women shop i ask you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should hav started thinking and actually exercising when i was in sec sch when i was forced to cos i was an instant member of the TAF (trim and fit, the irony) Club. but hell no the 4 years didnt do me any good at all. in fact, i gained weight constantly. sheeeesh. whatever was the matter with me?! obviously i wasnt one who succumb to peer pressure then cos i didnt care that my classmates/peers/friends were thin and healthy looking. and the media didnt really do anything to me then hur. no pressure at all. and no one told me to freaking lost weight lah. (i wasnt even bothered by those QUEENs and KINGs comments about me.) ok, i know, i should hv thought abt being healthy myself, blah blah blah, but hello, i needed a little push. the whole TAF Club thingy was more an embarrassment to me, maybe to me only, i dono. running during recess time in my pe shirt and skirt for 30 minutes. yucks. lucky me i was a councillor, so i actually played hide and seek most of the time. hah, totally my fault right???? but TAF Club wasnt fun at all! pfffffft. and my request to join netball as my second official CCA in sec2 was declined because the band and netball practice timing clashed. oh, such luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough crap-a-doodle-do. it's almost to 1am and i'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll of course update on this whole losing weight, regular exercise, living healthy thingy. sparingly though, cos i dont want to paiseh paiseh set my goals too high then never really achieve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114201036406012359?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114201036406012359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114201036406012359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114201036406012359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114201036406012359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-nutshell.html' title='in a nutshell'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114140586751474869</id><published>2006-03-04T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:11:07.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the.. AMI</title><content type='html'>since i hav cable and i have nothing else to do, and AMI is shown via satellite at 6pm on star world, i thought, why not watch it. so i did.. for awhile. cos there are still too many idol-wannabes and i don't like some songs la. so i switch channels when some contestants sing, or i just switch off the tv and go to slp (!!). cos i can catch it later at 8pm, or just wait till fri for the results show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. since i'm on the website now.. thought i put my 1cent worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/david_radford/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/david.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's david. he's young and cute.. i like his hair. but he got voted out. well, too bad la.. he's known as the crooner leh.. but nvm.. only 17, can try next season! hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/will_makar/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/will.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's will. he's 17 too. and i like his hair more. nice.. but i don't think he sing good. aww too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for my favourites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/chris_daughtry/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's chris. i hope he goes to the finals, and win AMI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/ace_young/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/ace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's ace. woah to his eyes. it's the nicest things la.. he can sing.. not bad. he should be a model if he doesnt win AMI. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/kevin_covais/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kevin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin's only 16. and if u see him perform, u'll notice his rosy, round face. u just wanna "squish" it! hahahahaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/lisa_tucker/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/lisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's lisa.. only 16 and she has a very nice voice. and she makes good song selection la.. i hope she goes to the finals with chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idolonfox.com/contestants/mandisa/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/mandisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandisa! she's got a wonderful wonderful voice. and that confidence, wow.. maybe she'll be 3rd? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. chris, lisa and mandisa to be final 3. can not ah? hahahaaa.. but notice tat this yr's AMI has lots of young contestants.. 16s and 17s. i got a couple contestants i thot cute/pretty/can sing, but those 5 favs are the ones i look and listen to when they sing. the rest, erhm, i'll usually switch channels and just wait till the end of the show for the montage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. if u'v got nothing better to do, go watch AMI k? now, i'm going to bed. weekends, here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114140586751474869?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114140586751474869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114140586751474869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114140586751474869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114140586751474869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/ami.html' title='the.. AMI'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114126749864273456</id><published>2006-03-02T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:45:50.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the.. Remedy</title><content type='html'>eh i was clearing up my store room/maid's room/study room, and i found... VHS tapes from my year 1 production! the big big tape le.. omgla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was i the producer? why do i have all the tapes with me hur? i've got 4 tapes. 2 master copies, and the other 2 has no label on it. except the title.. The Remedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. since i hav no VHS player, i can't watch the rushes anyway. so i'll just keep them with me until someone else from my year1 team wants it, or i find a VHS player, play it and decides to throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. i still remember the shit we went through during that production. and the money spent. eh, i remember i was the treasurer la.. paid van, my mom cooked instant spaghetti (heh!). rightttt? hmmmmm.. it was a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, since i'm stuck at home cos i'm jobless, i've officially become my mom's personal chauffeur. so today, we're going 3 stops somewhere near home to pick up stuff, then going my grandma's house at woodlands. so far.. i've got my this weekend filled up. next wk, ya quite abit. next next wk is school term break right? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, whoever said i am a lazy sitting duck stuck at home doing nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114126749864273456?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114126749864273456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114126749864273456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114126749864273456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114126749864273456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/remedy.html' title='the.. Remedy'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114114656051455587</id><published>2006-03-01T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:11:13.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cleanup</title><content type='html'>was clearing up my room just now and i found some interesting old stuff. my year 1 assignments were still stuck in my room yo. tt just shows tt i havent been clearing up stuff since year 1. actually, i've got some secondary school essay i kept. the thing was, i knew i had kept them somewhere.. just tt i couldnt remember where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my room is like no junk. and much cleaner now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i've been renting vcds from a store nearby to watch la. i've watched final destination, honey and 13 going on 30. i wanna watch all kinds of movie.. chickflick, mafia thingy, comedy, horror.. everything. and i have will&amp;amp;grace series with me.. but havent started watching la.. soon.. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon yea.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114114656051455587?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114114656051455587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114114656051455587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114114656051455587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114114656051455587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/cleanup.html' title='the cleanup'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114097177336092133</id><published>2006-02-27T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:36:13.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end!</title><content type='html'>yaow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's (sat) exam marks the end of my 3 years stint with np &amp; fms. =) technically, i can't severe all ties with fms cos i hav yet to clear my stuff in rhw office. and there should be a proper handover thingy for us okay. we've worked hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so officially, starting march 1st, i have 4 months to kill before embarking on another 2 yrs stint (if i do get it la). i've asked arnd for available jobs and i've applied for some jobs, but havent gotten any replies yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nvm. i have made plans. i'm gonna clean my room. i'm telling you, my brother's room is 100times more cleaner and neater than mine. so paiseh right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so starting tomorrow, i'll have to clear my stuff. throw notes and make sure i find my misplaced posb passbook and my sem3 result slip. i want a neater room and show some of my aunts tt my room CAN be clean ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know.. my aunt said when i grow older, she reckons i'll need a maid cos apparently i can't clean my room (or house) myself. she said i'm messy and that i cannot have a clean room ever. and when she comes to my house, she'll help clear my table but to me she's helping me create a mess too! and she said it to my face that she prefers my brother's room. actually i'm glad she said that la. so when relatives come to my house, they wont use my room. i'll usually shut my door so noone will even peek in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.. i need my room to be clean la. so yup. i'll spend the whole day tmr throwing and dusting but not sneezing i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, do this for me. thx. &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=tinyblueslippers"&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=tinyblueslippers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114097177336092133?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114097177336092133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114097177336092133&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114097177336092133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114097177336092133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/end.html' title='the end!'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114070975743159005</id><published>2006-02-23T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:49:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the... exam</title><content type='html'>right i'm supposed to be studying for this sat exam. but i have no mood at all. i've read the notes twice and i'm tired of it la ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope tmr i'll be able to digest everything and vomit everything out on saturday. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking through my past exam results and seems like i've been getting lots and lots of Bs. can la eh.. Bs not bad right? not good of course.. but not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh wells. let's see. this semester, i think i'll get Bs too. yup. come to think of it, i'm getting Bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've applied for a teaching post. in the english and malay medium. it'll take 15 days for them to process and they'll call me to come down for an interview. there, they'll decide if i'm fit for english or malay medium. see if i get english medium and teaching pri sch, i'll be teaching all 4 subjects. if i get malay medium, of course i'll have to teach malay only. less competition me thinks too. but i can't speak formal malay. as in &lt;em&gt;baku&lt;/em&gt; malay, the kind you hear on suria news. tough man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, even if i get into nie, their intake is only in july. so between now and then, i am doing nothing. goodness, nothing you know. i'm planning to find a part time job, or apply for relief teaching, but, i want to rest and relax too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months of doing nothing sux. so i better find things to do. gimme a reason to drive around too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's it. i'm sleepy. tomorrow have study for exam. wish me luck! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-114070975743159005?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114070975743159005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114070975743159005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114070975743159005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114070975743159005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/exam.html' title='the... exam'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-114011129080364684</id><published>2006-02-17T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T01:34:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of sem 6, wk 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"mummy, it's OVER."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unofficially though, i have docpro final project due next wed (extended from tmr's - fri - deadline).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got one exam to sit for next sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got 2 &lt;em&gt;makan-makan&lt;/em&gt; to attend next wk and next next wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah, i'm gonna miss a lot of things. but at the same time, i'm glad i survived 3 years of hell. it was certainly a memorable experience. will remember every single thing that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i do a loonnnnnggggg "appreciation speech" thingy?? harhar.&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/20191783-114011129080364684?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114011129080364684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=114011129080364684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114011129080364684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/114011129080364684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-day-of-sem-6-wk-16.html' title='last day of sem 6, wk 16'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113950279126477938</id><published>2006-02-10T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T00:36:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>apparently i have throat ulcer. it hurts when i speak, worse when i swallow, even my own saliva. i've only been eating cornflakes cos that's the only thing that i can swallow. and apparently it's infectious. as in, i can't share drinks and fork/spoon/plate with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have fever, backache, headache and diarrhoea. and so i deserved the 3 days MC ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i was sick and got MC was 2 years ago, late 2004. wow that was a long time ago. and this time is the most serious la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that 100plus should not be taken on a daily basis. drink only when you have diarrhoea actually. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he told me to drink lots of ribena. good for the throat and body it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, 3 days MC. so see ya guys on tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113950279126477938?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113950279126477938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113950279126477938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113950279126477938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113950279126477938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113932897071763866</id><published>2006-02-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:16:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the stuff...</title><content type='html'>my most impt event thingy is over! O-V-E-R! *dances around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea my 2 products came awfully late, but it was nicely done and looked fine. whatever last minute printings were done the night before. i left school at 11.30pm yoZ. driving at night was certainly uber fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done most of the stuff i have to do for rhw. got some last lap stuff to do, but after that, i'm done. and i'll get free meal for a job well done somemore. w00tw00t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm only worried about my doc prod final. it's due next friday. and i've got to go shooting this thurs. then my darling editor has only 1 wk to do all the necessary editings. and i hav to compile all the paperwork cos im the friggin producer la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a quiz tmr and next wk and a test next next monday for one module. and i've got a report due this friday. and of cos the final cut of doc prod due next friday. oh and i have another report due next thurs. oh shoot and i have a presentation thingy this friday. oh yes. impt shit - exam on 25th feb. whaaaaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b-o-r-i-n-g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i'm really considering doing contract teaching first and try try see see if i can see myself doing that as a career for the next 20 years. blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really start studying for my quiz tomorrow. and sleep after that, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like wednesdays. but i've only got 2 more wednesdays to go through. yeay. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113932897071763866?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113932897071763866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113932897071763866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113932897071763866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113932897071763866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/stuff.html' title='the stuff...'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113881114078260091</id><published>2006-02-01T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:56:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE trip.. part I</title><content type='html'>Day 2 pictures. i dont have Day 1 and Day 3 pictures.. will post up once the pics come in, and if i feel in the mood to post up pics. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px" height="195" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/IMAG1064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went shopping! technically, cos we're on a budget-not-so-budget trip, we were window-shopping more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="183" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/IMAG1125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the view from 41st floor of the KLCC. on the skybridge to be exact. yup, we got tickets to go up, and we did. thank god it was free admission cos i wont pay anything for 10 minutes of looking down. heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you look closer, you can see.. people! lots and lots of people! they look like ants la ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px" height="219" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/IMAG1090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, petaling street! cheap deals! cheap deals! yeap, the shops were open. of cos they were. these people&lt;em&gt; taknak kalah&lt;/em&gt; (don't want to lose out). they know people holiday-ing mah.. but it wasnt as packed and it wasnt as cramped as the last time i went. maybe cos it was at 1pm? hmm could be. anyway, here's what my mom and i got after the trip down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px" height="182" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/IMAG1155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got burberry travel bag (rm60), dior (rm12) and the cute tiny lv bag (rm50). my mom got fendi (rm60), gucci (extreme left) that came with another gucci bag (currently, mine!) (rm50) and lv turtle-like bag (rm50) and we got chance by chanel (rm20). all these total up to RM302. and what a good deal that is! i love bargaining. heh heh heh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px" height="205" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/IMAG1103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="184" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/IMAG1096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would want to go there again. not so soon though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113881114078260091?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113881114078260091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113881114078260091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113881114078260091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113881114078260091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/trip-part-i.html' title='THE trip.. part I'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/kl%20trip_/th_IMAG1064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113880635690185117</id><published>2006-02-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:58:44.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE cousins...</title><content type='html'>so.. i got back from KL at 9.30pm yesterday. after a 6 hrs bus journey from puduraya bus station. also went to have dinner at west coast upon reaching singapore. anw, the trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was ok i guess. some parts were great fun. some parts were boring shit. some parts made me so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, it was like going out with the popular girls. they were giggly, and i'm not like that. so i decided to move away from them and their clubbing, dance, bf, clothes, kinda bimbotic topics, and hang out with the older lot, or the younger lot. i didn't click with them. not this time. i guess 3 days is a long day to be with girls who dont speak my language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, i love them as my cousins. and they are fun to hang out with, only if we're on the same frequency la. they have their own &lt;em&gt;minah-ish&lt;/em&gt; language/talk, and i'll just listen. i can't laugh with them cos it will just be too fake. at some point, they remove themselves from the group and do their own thing.. suntanning, sauna, smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did swim and sauna. but i was too self-consious, always wondering if my slacks were too tight and whether my boobs were showing through the swimming costume (and i mean costume. covered from neck to ankle). while they, were confident enough, and i say not embarrassed at all, to wear a teeny weeny bikini and short shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont criticise their body. but when people started looking at us, i felt embarrass hanging out with them even in the pool. cos they scream and shriek and have almost nothing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they're reading this, i bet they agree. that we didn't click throughout the 3 days. yup, the &lt;em&gt;taithi&lt;/em&gt; playing was fun. but that lasted less than 30 minutes on the 3 days trip. when they start their "take 5" session - a codename to indicate a smoke session - i stop connecting with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the saddest thing was none of my aunts and uncle went to hang out with us at the pool cos they were too embarrass to be seen with the girls. bah. abit extreme right? oh well, that's my family i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. it was like hanging out with the popular and (maybe) pretty girls and i was just the girl they talked to if they needed lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. so american popular culture ney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113880635690185117?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113880635690185117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113880635690185117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113880635690185117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113880635690185117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/cousins.html' title='THE cousins...'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113837730454215058</id><published>2006-01-27T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:55:08.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for 2 nights in a row i woke up at 03:51am. it's freaky i tell you. i just woke up, grabbed my hp and look at the time. then i wondered for awhile, then i went back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i'm leaving for THE trip tomorrow! 10.45pm the train will leave JB for KL. and will be reaching KL Sentral at 6am. and what do i plan to do on the train? read memoirs of a geisha. heh. ok, i know. lagging abit la right.. but i just bought the book. online somemore.. and a good deal at that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope THE trip, with 16 of us going, will be free of troubles, quarrels, delays, black-faces. but.. knowing my family, i'm sure there'll be drama. i hope we all will be fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's childhood friend living in KL called just now to have a chat. he said to be careful with passports and money and the usual stuff. he gave like a list of do's and dont's when we're there. and of cos my mom spread the word to her siblings. and all i said to her was "i went there 2 times last year and nothing happened. why are you being so paranoid?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, if anything happens there.. i don't know what to say. i'm not superstitious la. but it's better to not be arrogant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so.. i'll be back on tuesday night.. maybe around 9pm. too bad i have early class on wednesday. if not, i could sleep in till about 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of classes, i just counted the number of times i've skipped class and.. surprise surprise, it's less than 5 times! so, with 3 more school weeks left, i can afford to skip classes. and i'm going to. yes i will. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more big huge-ass event, 2 more tests, 2 more quizzes, one class outing, 2 more reports, one exam and i'm done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure.. but i think i'll have 3 months after my exam before officially graduating. when are we getting the cert ah? hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok, whatever. wish me fun on the trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113837730454215058?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113837730454215058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113837730454215058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113837730454215058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113837730454215058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-2-nights-in-row-i-woke-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113812175358224033</id><published>2006-01-25T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:56:41.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the childish behaviour...</title><content type='html'>alamak. can you grow up please, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113812175358224033?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113812175358224033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113812175358224033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113812175358224033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113812175358224033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/childish-behaviour.html' title='the childish behaviour...'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113768452514119129</id><published>2006-01-19T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T23:45:11.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wedding..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: arrow" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/faraswedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that? ok good. the bride is my pri schmate. the ones standing at the back are all my pri sch mates. from left: liza, bihan, fiza, firah, fisha. yeap i miss them. i didn't know about the wedding. apparently she invited only those 5 girls behind her. but i saw the wedding. it was under her block where we used to sit around to chit chat and waste time after class. i think we cut remedial lessons to hang out there. i saw the wedding when i drove past on that sunday. there were so many peopl wearing black. so many &lt;em&gt;mats&lt;/em&gt; wearing black. i only found out a week after that that wedding was actually hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i remember back in pri sch. there wasnt really a clique, clique. but the 5 of us.. liza, bihan, fiza, fara (the bride) and me. we hung out most of the time. i was in the same class as none of them actually. not in pri 5 at least. anw.. we would go to a nearby kfc and sit and eat. or go to a playground where we talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in pri 6, i still remember the time we spent at the backstage. it was a spooky backstage, that i remember. and once, one of us got possessed. other times we just sit or jump (there were some gym mats) around and we had loads of fun. the 5 of us were in netball too. that was uber fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were other friends too of course. basically we got to know each other better in malay class. most of us were not in the same class that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still remember that there were 2 malay classes. one from class 6A to 6E. the other from 6F to 6I. i was in the second one. and we always look at the first class as superior. the girls there sat at different tables when we were in canteen. i only knew 2 girls from the "clever class". one was a fellow netballer. the other is my brother's best friend's sister. the rest.. well, they are just.. there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who's next to get married. w0nt be me la. i have other plans =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113768452514119129?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113768452514119129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113768452514119129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113768452514119129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113768452514119129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/wedding.html' title='the wedding..'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113760329509463416</id><published>2006-01-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:55:51.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the usuals...</title><content type='html'>i like the rain =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like driving in the rain. anw i realize, after i passed driving, i've stopped talking abt driving. i'm reading 3 people's blog about their experience learning how to drive.. and i miss it. (ok, throw eggs at me, now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss going to bbdc and q-ing to scan my small blue book, then waiting for it to be 8am when there'll be a bell.. tt's when i'll walk to my designated car and smile at my instructor for tt session. hehe. either i miss learning how to drive, or i miss writing about learning how to drive. wahaha, ok, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fetched my brother from je int jus now.. left home at 11.45pm. he went to some meeting somewhere in bugis just now. on a school night somemore. tt's y i had to pick him up. anw i think there wasnt anymore bus, i think the last bus left at 11.35pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chatting with a crazy person now. this person thinks i'm a clown. every line i type, he/she laughs at it and says tt i'm funny. he/she can imagine me saying those stuff and he/she said tt it'll be funny. so basically, bottomline, the first impression that he/she got off me from chatting in msn is that i'm funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go sch tmr. on a non-school day somemore. how fun ey.. hopefully get things done as soon as possible. i have 3 things to do tmr. better write it down somewhere or else i'll forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. know why i look and felt dead just now? tt's cos i'm tired of doing things i don't like. like.. every wed 9am, i have to come to sch and be cooped up for one hour talking to myself. yea it's an outlet to release my tension.. a bit lah.. not if i keep thinking of the best word to say every single time that my brain is so stressed up. and i try so hard to put the words together properly and try my best to not say uhhmm.. errhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just realized just now that i have 4 more sessions. crap-a-doo-dle-doo. eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every wednesday, i'll leave home at 8.15 to avoid the jam and reach on time. then go to stooopid dumbass waste time lecture. then sit and rot in the office till 2pm where i'll move my ass to a classroom where i continue sitting and rotting. from 9-6 on wed i sit and rot and feel tired cos i wont be doing anything. i'll just keep looking at my blardy watch/clock waiting for time to pass. tt's a total waste of time i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh shitters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113760329509463416?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113760329509463416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113760329509463416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113760329509463416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113760329509463416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/usuals.html' title='the usuals...'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113734009557396207</id><published>2006-01-15T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:53:24.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the..</title><content type='html'>had a mom's family gathering yesterday. my uncle sms-ed us inviting us to come over.. so we did. thought it was just us family. but it turned out tt he invited a lot of pple. his and my aunt's friends were all there. and the objective of the gathering was to sell &lt;a href="http://www.debella.com.my"&gt;de bella&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this lady, my aunt's cousin, and apparently my dad's relative and of cos tt makes her my relative too. 2nd cousin to be exact. even though she's my parents age. hurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw she's a de bella member tt means she has the catalog and she wants to sell as many products so she can get commission or something la. she was trying to hard sell her products to me. she introduced me to a slimming soap that apparently will make me lose weight. and she told me about this aloevera gel that can clear my pimples or watever scar i have on my face and also can be used as hair gel or even on wounds on any part of one's body. i didnt believe anything she said. and from then on i decided to hate her although hate is too harsh a word to describe what i feel about this stranger who is my relative. HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she even said tt her daughter my age used the slimming soap and she lost weight and is skinny now. okkkkkay. either she's blind or just plain stupid. she introduced her daughter to someone else just now and tt daughter of hers is anything but skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my whole family (uncle, aunts, grandparents) left after we ate and without any purchase. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh.. my cousin bought me a watch. a PINK watch! yes yes i know, so not my thing right.. hahaa.. but the watch is nice. so im gonna wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and i love kabhi kushe kabhi gham. tt movie is by far the best hindi movie i've ever seen. second in line in mujhe doste karonge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a hindi movie freak but those 2, cannot miss one. i have their vcds but i havent been watching. i remember tt once i memorised and could sing along to the songs. hah! yesterday i couldn't la.. they played kabhi kushe kabhi gham yesterday night. started at 10pm and ended at 2.30am! stayed on to accompany my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. got production to do tmr even though it's my free day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113734009557396207?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113733638327819472</id><published>2006-01-15T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:49:04.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cards..</title><content type='html'>crap. i knew it'll be somewhere in my room. i clearly remembered tt i had them in my jeans back pocket. but when i checked just now, it wasnt there. but of cos, i wasnt frantically searching for it. i sat down, thot through my whole day yesterday, the last place i saw and all. tracking back the steps i took in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i told my mom i lost both my licence and ic, she screamed in shocked and went to search at the dining room and kitchen. she was aimless ok. and of cos we were pressed for time cos my dad was in the car waiting for us (we were going dinner). i went up to search in my room. under the table, under the bed, in my drawers even though i KNOW it wouldnt be in there. i clearly remembered NOT putting them in my drawers or hiding them under my table and bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we gave up searching and went to dinner. it was an awkward ride cos we didnt want my dad to know. but of cos, he found out from mom, but he, like me, didnt react much. he just said tt i'll have to pay a lot for making new ic and licence. and i said, hmm ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner and my mom was the only one who was all tensed up cos there wasnt any lead about where those 2 important document were. the 3 of us just enjoyed the food and chatted about everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, anw, when i got home, i went up to my room and sat on the bed and again, thought. then! i remembered tt when i placed my jeans on my chair yesterday, i heard something dropped out and saw coins. i of cos, left the coins and went on to change. and i remembered there was a paper bag on the chair. so i took the paper bag and looked in, and there they were! both my ic and licence. w00t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so see.. there isnt a need to be frantic and be all tensed up. just be calm, breathe, and think. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos now, my mom will keep asking me where those 2 impt is everytime i leave home. oh nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113733638327819472?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113733638327819472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113733638327819472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113733638327819472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113733638327819472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/cards.html' title='the cards..'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113717230123688546</id><published>2006-01-14T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T01:16:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the laptop..</title><content type='html'>rule number 1. never use my things without my permission. i don't care who the hell you are. i even require my mom to ask my permission or at least tell me tt she needs to borrow things from me. i'm not being prissy but it's only polite okay. even if it's a pen, or a piece of paper. anything. the least you could do was ask. or tell me tt you're gonna use my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my precious (although abit lagging nowadays) in i thought was the last place that was unsafe and i came back realizing "i"'ve downloaded a new file. i was in the midst of dl-ing something from my cousin. but this new file isnt even mine! and i was shocked with the content of the file la ok. it's nothing obscene or whatever, but i just didnt expect it to be on MY desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because, i don't know anyone personally tt would have access to those files. i know tat these few pple were doing this particular project. but i don't know them well enough to have the file downloaded using my laptop and leaving evidence on my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greatest thing was i freaking wrote a note and pasted in on the laptop saying that noone should disturb my laptop cos i'm dl something. cos this precious will hibernate or go straight to standby mode once i close it la (w/o shutting down proper). and if it goes into standby mode, my net connection will be disconnect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out who COULD be the one who used my laptop to check email and dl the file on my desktop. how can that person get in ah? and use the laptop? hmm.. suz obviously didn't see this person. but how come??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take note. do not use/take my things without my permission or at least tell me. a simple, "i want to use your laptop for a while" is fine. i dont expect you to sign in or prepare a long speech la ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i don't think i'll leave any valuables in there. i'll lug it around everywhere i go, i don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113717230123688546?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113708318186823308</id><published>2006-01-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T00:26:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the event..</title><content type='html'>ooh at last the 2-day event tt my team and i have been planning for the past 11 wks is over! i dont know the final count, but i think we hit the quota, cos my lecturerincharge was quite pleased with us when she gave us the debrief. yeap, i'm glad tt this is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team's only left with the report due monday, and a huge-ass test next wed. i've got to restart on production work next wk as well. i also have a test on tues next wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm booked the whole day on 21st jan, tt means i can't go to my aunt's best friend's daughter wedding.. but nvm, there's always the sunday celebration. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's THE trip during CNY holidays. after tt a new month.. one more huge event, production due, exam, and tt's it! i'm DONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113708318186823308?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113708318186823308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113708318186823308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113708318186823308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113708318186823308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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raya haji then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113681168325671800?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113681168325671800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113681168325671800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113681168325671800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113681168325671800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/drama-mama.html' title='drama.. mama'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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prepared anything tho. cos each year we always go to both maternal and paternal grandparents and tts it. no collection (&lt;em&gt;hong baos)&lt;/em&gt;, just food, food and more food. oh yea, tv too. it's a tradition. each year we'll all sit facing the tv and not speak to each other. tt'll last for hrs. we'll make small talk, like the characters so evil la why tt guy still after her.. then we shut up. sometimes, depending on the age group, we can talk and talk and talk about everything until we'll be shoo-ed off the living room/tv place/sofa area. so we'll (frm the same age grp) will squeeze ourselves in one of the bedrooms and chat and chat and chat. until some aunt/uncle comes in and join us or tell us to leave the room cos they wanna pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see my family needs a bigger house! wahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have another day's work again tmr. now i'v got to go slp.. recharge.. oh yes! and remember to charge my hp batt!&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113639849041833095</id><published>2006-01-05T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T02:14:50.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>airport outing</title><content type='html'>it's 2+am now too and i'm still not asleep. i'm sleepy tho. will go slp soon. but thk god tmr's no sch for me. i have a meeting at 6pm tho.. how fun is that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday midnight i was at my aunt's place. then we left for airport at 1am. spent 3 hrs there.. and i'll be abit bimbotic la.. i saw celebrities at airport w00t! a young sportsman, a local actress (tho her acting really the can't-make-it type) and a dishy married dude.. and saw more, non-celebrities guys sending their relatives off too and they are all so cute. oh come on, those who know me know my taste and those guys wah not bad.. once you attract my attention means you're gd. hahaa! my radar detects you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. &lt;em&gt;gila&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;paragraph over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the comment box has been added by request. hahaa. say something la or i'll surely disable it soon.. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113639849041833095?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113639849041833095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113639849041833095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113639849041833095'/><link rel='self' 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tt i mind cos i love going to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos there's always a lot of people at the airport and i love people watching. or maybe cos there's a certain i dono.. aura (?) or hope that i'll be flying off the next time i go to the airport. oooh i want to travel la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i wont be sleeping from the time i wake up later (around 10.30am) till 5am the next morning. woah! and i bet my dad will let me drive cos he knows i have no classes on thursday and he has to work early then. heh.. it'll be fun. to drive from changi to jurong at 3am in the morning. w00t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i just got an email from someone from KL and he and his grp of DJ-mates will be visiting us from 25th to 27th feb. and guess who's handling this visit? guess correctly and i'll give &lt;em&gt;gula-gula satu!&lt;/em&gt; hahaaa.. ok, me la then who sey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this visit is much simpler to handle. of cos it will right? i mean i'm not the one crossing the bridge to come over.. wahahaaa.. but i will be crossing over to the other side this CNY yeap i will. rmmbr THE trip? it's 100% chop confirm already cos at last, we've bought the transport tix and we have booked the hotel rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. a lot of planning for the visit from those DJ pple but it should be fun. yeap! *smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok should i complain? arh so lazy to type so much. ok just the gist. the report assignment due wed has been postponed to end of the week (yeay *jumps arnd!) but like i said tt's &lt;em&gt;tambah balak&lt;/em&gt; cos now instead of having only 2 things to worry, i'll have to worry about this "new" assignment. but nvm, &lt;em&gt;dah kasi extend tu ambik je lah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i can't wait to graduate and do something else.. what? don't know. just something else la kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113603851527614522</id><published>2005-12-31T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:15:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her engagement</title><content type='html'>my cousin's engagement day/ceremony was fantastic. she is so pretty lah.. you know, she's not the make-up type of person.. as in she nvr wear make-up when she go out ah.. only compact powder (no extra concealer, foundation) and lip gloss tt's it.. so she looks kinda normal, can say plain looking but her eyes are gorgeous la.. so big.. even though she wear specs, can see the size of her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today she was all decked up with thick make-up.. moisturiser then foundation then concealer then blusher then the whole thing la.. eyes lips.. everything.. and she became so beautiful lah.. i kept looking at her and saying she's pretty.. of cos it's the make-up tt makes her tt way. i've nvr seen her wearing tt kind of make-up.. woah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall it went well.. i was there from noon to 9pm.. the guy's side of the family came at 5pm to go through with the ceremony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin wore light green baju.. very nice colour leh.. wah i cant wait for pictures.. i took a couple of pics with her.. and her &lt;em&gt;barang barang&lt;/em&gt;  tt she exchanged with the guy's side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113603851527614522?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113603851527614522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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time it'll be 2006. wah.. cepat gitu ye masa berlalu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2005 i achieved one of my resolution.. i got my driving licence! in one trial somemore! yeap.. the best achivement in 2005.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my resolution &lt;em&gt;bagi tahun baru omputih ni&lt;/em&gt; i wanna go on a plain water only diet. i mean enough with the coke and the ice lemon tea and the 100plus and all tt soda drinks.. most prob i'll start with once a wk one soda (no coke/pepsi though).. then move on to once a month.. yeap i shall try this resolution of mine lah.. my dad lost alot of weight after he went on the plain water only diet you know. and his diabetes, dah takde. magic i tell you.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad didnt cut down on his food intake though.. but i should.. wahahhaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowant to make any more resolutions la.. i'll just make it when i feel like making it.. no need to tunggu midnight 31st dec kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yeap.. happy tahun baru &lt;em&gt;omputih&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113603810746692418?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113603810746692418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113603810746692418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113603810746692418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113603810746692418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/tahun-baru-omputih.html' title='tahun baru omputih'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113587429358784177</id><published>2005-12-30T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:43:00.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sneeze *sneeze</title><content type='html'>aaaah chooo! gosh i hate it when i'm having flu. and this kind is worse.. where your right nostril is blocked and there's non-stop flow of you-know-whats from the left nostril. i donno how to slp tonight.. slp facing up i guess.. so it wont flow. arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i wont be going sch again tmr cos the products from the sponsors are still not in yet so the packing is postponed till next wk. i'm gonna be so busy next wk i dono what to say. what with my production and 2 events coming up real soon. and this assignment paper due next wk and i'm editing it and doing the conclusion. argh assballs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's my study life.. my social life's stagnant though. if you consider family get-together social life.. hmm actually ya family gathering is some form of social life right? anw, i'm packed this weekend too. i've got a cousin engagement ceremony to attend on saturday and mom's side monthly get-together on sunday. i dono what we're doing on monday but i bet there'll be something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekend's the only time i get to be free of sch related stuff and i like it. but this weekend i might be bogged down with the paper assignment i mentioned earlier. but nvm, tt'll due wed and i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh i'm excited about my cousin's engagement ceremony. so far she's the first lady in my dad's side to have an engagement ceremony. previous female cousins did theirs really small and there wasnt really a ceremony. of cos there were many male cousins engagement ceremonies. tt's cos the male side's family will go to the female's side and complete the engagement. so this time i'll be on the other side of the ceremony.. the bride's side.. fun fun.. i want to have my hands heena-ed if she's having a heena session.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh know wat.. my mom's been making so much noise about my weight issues. i bought new clothes just now and she said it's too tight on me. ok i admit tt i might hav gained weight but those nice top werent tight on me! you wanna see tighter top on girls? go town on a saturday and you'll know i look good compared to those girls. eurgh. and at least i can cover up with my headscarf la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want to lose weight of cos. i wont want to marry fat. hahahaaaa.. the thought just well.. i dono.. i wont feel good if i'm wearing the nice wedding dresses and i can see layers of fat right? and i dont want to have my ring size so big that it'll take weeks for them to make one for me.. argh the horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm thinking too far. stop it larrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe in making new years resolution la.. every year it's the same resolution i think. oh no.. i achieved one of my resolution this year.. :) ok new years resolution in future entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113587429358784177?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113587429358784177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113587429358784177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113587429358784177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113587429358784177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/sneeze-sneeze.html' title='*sneeze *sneeze'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113578755544632628</id><published>2005-12-29T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:32:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the future</title><content type='html'>as promised in some past entries, i wanna discuss abt my future. in march, there'll be no sch for me anymore. so what am i gonna do after getting my diploma? i'm considering taking up teaching. to some it may the "dead-end" job la.. but as far as i can remember, i've always wanted to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i chatted with a cousin who's a teacher, and she suggested tt i should try contract teaching before signing up for the teaching diploma of 2 years. she did contract teaching for a couple of months and she signed up after.. now she's serving her last year bond (it's a 3 yrs bond after graduation) and furthering her studies in english and literature and a private university here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much thought and about 2 hrs of talk with her, i'm 70% going to do contract teaching after march 2006. i'm going down to the board to enquire and register on the spot arnd feb 2006 with another cousin who's interested as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but see.. tt's only 70% of me talking. another 30% wants to do something related to the field that i'm studying now. it wouldnt be a waste per se if i go into teaching and not pursue this industry, but you know.. i will miss this industry that i've become accustomed to after 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thought that crossed my mind when thinking about going into the industry is working at a religious place. as in.. my aunt has a job at one of the mosque in the east and she's enjoying it. she's doing some youth-related stuff and doing events and what nots. isnt tt like my line of work? well i havent really talked to her about my 30% interests, but i don't mind doing it for a couple of years if the job pays well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see for me.. i want to do something tt i enjoy and at the same time give me monetary gratitude. it's impt for me to have a stable job that pays monthly, on time. it's just the way of life la. yes passion is needed and stuff like tt.. tt's why i want both worlds - do something i love, and get paid doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. if i go with option one and teach, i'll be free of my bond at age 25. if things go as i plan today and if i'm attached then, i'll get married first, take a break and go travelling. if by 25 i'm single, i'll take a break and travel alone. or.. isnt it better if i continue teaching till i retire at age 55? wah.. tt's like 30 plus years of teaching. am i passionate enough la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but passion can be developed right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, if i go get a job related to the industry, i'll start working straight after i graduate and continue doing so until i decide i've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another option that i thought of was to work overseas. across the bridge only though. tt.. has to see wat job.. one of my mom's relatives is working at a station there and might be able to hook me up with something. but.. it's a matter of do i want to do it? do i want to emigrate and work there for a few years or even more maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. i've no intention of furthering my studies in the near future. i thought of it a few wks back.. but realized tt i don't have the financial luxury to study now. even if i want to get a degree, it'll be using my own money, in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realize that my future doesnt include love huh.. well tt's kinda random to me. i'm in no mood to search for love. let it come and sweep me off my feet! hahaha.. such a dreamer la! but i don't know.. it comes when it comes right? how to cari? nak giler cari sampai biler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl-friend once asked me if i'm being too choosy. but i think not le. i think the opp sex is being choosy. so yah.. and nowadays, there's an increase number of gays.. no offense.. i'm fine with them.. but why are all the nice guys not straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm.. shall ponder about this in future entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be starting on my assignment due next wk but i'm here blogging. how fun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113578755544632628?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113576564812943876</id><published>2005-12-28T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T22:33:48.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 random facts</title><content type='html'>5 random facts about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i must cover my ears when i sleep. the original reason was because i hate the sound of mosquitos buzzing near my ears. but eventually having a pillow on my ear made me feel comfortable and secured. if i hav no extra pillow for my ear, a small looped part of the blanket will do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. switch off the fan when i'm sleeping and tt will instantly wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i cannot wear fake jewellery. i'll end up with rashes and scratch like nobody's business. i can only have fake jewellery for my ear piercings. can't wear plastic, non pure gold/silver products on my wrists, neck and any other parts of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i've never been in a love relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. when i'm coming down with a fever (mild or heavy), i'll have the same dream. i'm the tiniest person in the world and everything is 1000 times its size, even a strand of hair is bigger than me. and everything will be forced in front of me and i can't hide. tt's when i know i'll have a fever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113576564812943876?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113576564812943876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113576564812943876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113576564812943876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113576564812943876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/5-random-facts.html' title='5 random facts'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113570231174111891</id><published>2005-12-28T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:01:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L's the letter</title><content type='html'>haaa.. ambik ni.. my current hum.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The L Word Theme Song Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Betty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in tight dresses&lt;br /&gt;Who drag with moustaches&lt;br /&gt;Chicks driving fast&lt;br /&gt;Ingenues with long lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women who long love lust&lt;br /&gt;Women who give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way&lt;br /&gt;it's the way that we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking, laughing, loving, breathing&lt;br /&gt;Fighting, f-king, crying, drinking&lt;br /&gt;Writing, winning, losing, cheating&lt;br /&gt;Kissing, thinking, dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way it's the way that we live&lt;br /&gt;It's the way that we live&lt;br /&gt;And Love.............&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.thelwordonline.com/"&gt;http://www.thelwordonline.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you homophobe, leave. wahahaha. ok, im straight.. like, really darn straight. but i absolutely love this theme song to The L Word. great drama with many hot-looking gals. it opens up a whole new world for the audience i bet. some parts might have been a bit over-drama-ed and over-emphasised, but it's still a good-watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113570231174111891?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113570231174111891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113570231174111891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113570231174111891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113570231174111891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/ls-letter.html' title='L&apos;s the letter'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113569653963413811</id><published>2005-12-27T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:15:39.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagi pasal THE trip</title><content type='html'>wah tt trip seem to be my main topic for now ah. wait it's not "tt trip", it's THE trip. my mom's on the phone with i dono which one of her sibling but they are talking abt the trip. plan changed here and there because everyone's trying to make everyone happy. but like i said earlier, there is no such thing as everyone can be happy cos everyone wants different things. and ah.. i realize tt my family dynamics are quite over. as in, we are strong headed, can sometimes be short tempered people. now tt's y it's so hard to come to a conclusion la. cos everyone wants to say his/her mind and they dontwant to lose out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah but at least now things are basically pretty much confirmed. we're going by train on 29th at 10.30pm, reaching our destination at 6am. coming back on the 31st by bus at 2.30pm. we're staying at a (surprisingly!) 5 star hotel. all this talk abt wat mode of transport to go was because of money. now we're staying at a high class hotel. wahahaa.. cos we get discounts la. cheapos we are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.. about 3 hrs ago, 4 families withdrew leaving 3 families left. now.. all 7 are going! see how indecisive those relatives of mine are??! and they are getting on my nerves lah. sekejap nak sekejap taknak. bleagh. nengkali taknak ajak korang. oh wait. we didnt ajak korang at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurh.. anw i hope im going to sch tmr. abit sian duduk at home for 3 days straight tau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113568331704285034</id><published>2005-12-27T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:35:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update abt THE trip</title><content type='html'>2 has withdrew from the family trip. i guess it's for the best la. ok, i'm evil.. sue me? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're planning to go by train, and come back my bus. and it's like way cheaper.. and way more adventurous! haha ok.. i know it's like just across the bridge la, but still.. having the whole family go on this trip together.. and all the kekecohan tt we're now experiencing.. it's a ride man! hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just can't wait for 29th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113568331704285034?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113568331704285034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113568331704285034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113568331704285034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113568331704285034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/update-abt-trip.html' title='update abt THE trip'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113561532909015269</id><published>2005-12-27T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:45:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>education matters harh</title><content type='html'>we've decided to postpone the 2nd shooting till next wk. i guess it's for the best.. i'm not sure. i have to watch cartoon for a couple of hours starting tmr for one of my assignment. interesting? well, it depends. on which programme i'm watching. and i'm supposed to note down some acts that the characters will do. like punching, kicking and the language they use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have an event coming up early next year. like in 2 wks time! goshness time flies la. and nothing is confirmed yet. things are hanging here and there and nothing seem to be moving at all. i guess everyone's in the lazy-i-can't-wait-to-graduate-and-get-this-done-and-over-with mood. i m. i cant deny it la. it's been 3 yrs and it just gets tiring. and boring. doing papers and projects over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, some project work are the bomb. the funnest pple in the grp and we'll be crapping. and friends tt i can talk to while brainstorming and stuff. i'll miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having my wk break now. but still gotta go sch to meet up with grpmates and stuff. about 5 more wks and im done. but.. wat m i gonna do after this? haaaa.. will discuss abt tt in future entries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113561532909015269?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113561532909015269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113561532909015269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113561532909015269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113561532909015269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/education-matters-harh.html' title='education matters harh'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113561455676435659</id><published>2005-12-27T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:44:45.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's THE trip</title><content type='html'>planning punyer planning punyer planning.. mesti ader yang tak kene tau. my whole family (and i mean the WHOLE family) is planning a trip to "Malaysia......... Truly Asia..........." this chinese new year. the thing is it's really hard to please everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe nothing can be done to please everyone. and i so thank my lucky stars that i'm not the trip planner. originally i was.. but tt was when there was only 2 families going. then when another 2 families decided to jump in, i surrendered and said tata to my job as trip planner. and since the last count which was yesterday, there'll be 7 families going. yup. 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough of planning for a sch trip in sept this yr. tt was a chore godamnit. no way am i gonna get myself into another similiar situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one's worse cos it's family. unlike the sch trip, usually the finance pple had the final say cos well.. the sch subsided like 50% of the whole trip. but this family thing, no-no, money'll come straight from our own pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont understand wat they want la. there is not such thing as a "cheap trip" la. everything cost so much.. somemore we're going on the on-peak period where everything is hiked about 2 times the original price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt even agree on the mode of transport to go there! but thank god tt one is settled. no wait. not yet. cos some are having second thought about going and there's no way the new trip planner can book the train tickets without the final number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i hope that when we're there.. everything will go smooth. i doubt it. but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see us standing at the hotel lobby deciding where to go next and stuff. where to eat and all tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course, above all tt, it should be fun. 3 whole days with them all. eating, talking, facing, (and i bet) quarrelling too at some point and hanging out with each other for 3 days should make us get to know each other better right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i'm afraid of is whether i can refrain from quarrelling with my mom. and not embarrass her in front of her side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can.. not throw off cynical remarks about her.. or everything else in general la. yeap, i'll try. the whole thing about going on this trip together is so that we can be together right. so yah. might as well make this work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113561455676435659?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113561455676435659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113561455676435659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113561455676435659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113561455676435659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-trip.html' title='it&apos;s THE trip'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113559537112658802</id><published>2005-12-26T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:44:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bike bad rep</title><content type='html'>when i heard about the accident early today, my heart raced like it never did before. i've always been nervous when told about accidents and deaths. but this time it was so extreme. like i couldnt believe it. but i'm happy she's fine. erhm would not being able to lift your right arm be considered fine? gosh i'm worried. but she said she's fine.. although she didnt have the energy to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might go over tmr after shooting. ya ah i should. i mean, we live really near..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, am i gonna make this an anonymous blog? hahaa don't think i can keep mum about this for a long time anw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113559537112658802?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113559537112658802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113559537112658802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113559537112658802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113559537112658802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/bike-bad-rep.html' title='bike bad rep'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20191783.post-113559510441116599</id><published>2005-12-26T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:38:43.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: arrow; HEIGHT: 158px" height="162" alt="" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y58/sitifairuz/Picture040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4220/2018/1600/Picture%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken about half a year ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20191783-113559510441116599?l=tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113559510441116599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20191783&amp;postID=113559510441116599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113559510441116599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20191783/posts/default/113559510441116599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinyblueslippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/intro.html' title='intro'/><author><name>Lady Bee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
