Police Involved
My brother dropped a bombshell on us when the police called my handphone. He's been caught with underage smoking.

AGAIN!
It's the second time round, thus, the fine amount double, and my mummy's gotta attend some lesson on how "Not to Allow Your Kids to Smoke Below 18". At least i think so, if not, what class?

Boy, was she upset. She made my brother paid for the fine himself. Since he's going to work after his "O" Level papers. And that's a hefty $500, if i'm not wrong.

And she gave him a long lecture on "how the smoke will harm your body", follow by my lecture on "how to smoke and not get caught". I told him, Look, your sister had been smoking from age 13-17, and yet, not once i was caught. If you wanna break rule, break it smart. Don't let people got a chance to catch you. Twice some more, shame on you.

Apparently, he's not smoking when the un-uniformed policeman caught him, but he had a pack of ciggies in his pocket. Thus, he's charge with "possession of ciggies below 18". Boo Boo.

After the lecture, i went back to pack my luggage. Maybe it's my occupied mind, THIS happened.



I broke my mum's favorite blusher!!

I'm so guilty i wish i was dead!

I promise to find one more exactly one for her. I'm sorry mummy!!
10/26/2004 01:19:00 PM
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Can you believe it? I'm joining YOGA!!
Yes, yes, you are not dreaming. And you didn't hear wrongly. I'm joining HATHA YOGA, Hopefully, by 30 Nov. That is, if the company's stupid BOP don't fall on Tuesday.

It's bloody cheap, only $77.25 for 12 lesson (that's 3-mth!) and 1 hour each. At Yishun stadium.


I can't wait!!!


Oh, speaking of "can't wait", another can't wait is....

You guess it, Bangkok Thailand!! Too bad no prize...

I even take half day leave to go home pack my luggage, and give tuition before I set off.

Count down: 36 hours more!!
10/25/2004 04:52:00 PM
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Official Announcement
Let me officially announce to you:

Spongebob Squarepants (full name this way? NO! Don't tell me, i don't wanna know) is disgusting.

This little creature is a sponge, who somehow manage to steal a pair of pants from god-knows-where, and decided to call himself squarepants.

Anyway, i've never like sponge.

Sponge, for me, is just for washing. No other use. It is smelly and soft, full of bacteria and disgusting... When i'm young and ignorant, i liked to see them taking in the water, and even play with them in the basin. Not now, not when ignorant had left me.

Allow me to re-emphasize: SPONGES ARE DISGUSTING


BUT! My best friend Melissa loves it to bits. And, being her best friend, i tried to love what she's loving too. I tried so hard....

I CAN'T.
In fact, initially, she spend quite sometime drilling into me what a spongebob is, using pictures in her sreensaver.

I prefer to love pooh bear (like with Fiona & Ellie), at least it seem more "normal". Then i realised that, i haven't find the cartoon character i like, i use to like fool panda, then i realise only fools like them. But i digress...

Back to the sponge, Melissa loves it to such extend, she owns the screensaver and recently, a plush toy of it. Which she's going to put it up in her office. In another words, she's going to face her sponge for more than 8hrs each day (plus her OT, that's more than that), 5 days per week. And when she's not working, she gotta face her screensaver at home. Gosh, even her sister own THE storybook. So, it all adds up to, she's looking at the little sponge EVERYDAY!!!

That's what i call freaky...


Since i'm on this subject...
I came across this in Yahoo! today. My God! What have the world turn to?! Are the whole world chasing after a piece of sponge?





10/22/2004 03:41:00 PM
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I must Save Save Save $$$!
From now, i must take my fishing net (which i sometimes use to catch butterfly) and capture all the S-eleven signs that are floating in the air. I'm gathering and widening my cash reserve for.....








YES!!! I'm going for holiday again! I just got to know it today. And you can guess it, it's with the company this time!! But this time, time for play will be very limited. Coz it's for WORK, i'm going there under the disguise of WORK.

But one need to work hard, and play hard right?



I CHOOSE THE PLAY HARD ^__^


That is, setting up meeting material after getting the agenda for the meeting, finish doing the powerpoint (My boss's presenting), and make sure that ALL the people will are suppose to be there, are all there (this part is easy, there's the secretary!). Make sure my notebook are not on strike that important day, and remember to collect the projector at the airport.

That's it, sounds simple but it's actually not. I can already see endless headaches and stress coming my way... (-_-")


Anyway, I'm so bloody excited. VNC, here i come!!! But wait, that's only in January, and i'll be gone for ONLY for 3 days. IT'S NOT ENOUGH!

Common' everybody, pray for me that my bonus will be FAT. My performance so far had been good. So there's no reason to force my bonus to go for a diet.



Did I hear you ask for the itinery for the 3 days?




My itinery: SHOP SHOP SHOP

My boss itinery: WORK SHOP SHOP (i wish i wish!)


Okay, let's just hope he will allocate some days for shopping! Money money, i'm coming after you!!!


Thinking of it make me itch for some "RETAIL" therapy... *Sigh*



10/21/2004 04:58:00 PM
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Chatter chatter chatterbox!
Excuse me, do you mind paying a little more attention to my side bar please? If you might, scroll down a little, and you will realise there's a new comer in my site.


Yes, that's the marketplace.

And with it, come the Chatterbox!


Yeah, now people can put note, anything they wana say, or any vulgarities ( i don't encourage thou, especially so if it's directed at me. But be warned, i'm quite well verse in that). Now it's just on a trial period, if the response is good, or more user-friendly, i might abandon haloscan. It's quite inmotivating (got this word anot huh?) to see "nothing to say" post after post...

So, with chatterbox, if you got things to say, put it there. if not, it won't die being left alone. And i won't feel bad. (Yes, i feel BAD when people didn't give me enough attention to leav me a comment, call me an attention-grabber, i don't care!)

So guys, try it out.
Mel, maybe you'd like to get one too! It's quite nice, really!
10/20/2004 03:43:00 PM
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Oh WOW! Friend of ET dies.

Have a look at this articles

Do you believe? It seem so unreal... Reveal only after hypnosis? (o_O?)

I wonder what happen when they were kidnapped by alien... Did they rape the women like what happen in movie "Alien II" (or is it "Species II"?). After watching it, i think all aliens are horny. Is that why they kidnap one man and one woman, so that male alien and female alien got something to keep them busy?


Corny


Anyway, there's no way i could have believe they were kidnapped by aliens.

Aliens do not kidnap and return you with the capabilities to REMEMBER or recall. It put their existence at
risk, for christ sake! They would either kill you, or put you in another lala(un-name) planet for you to survive on your own. Where you might meet the smurf, or captain planet.

I only believe what i see. Unless i see a ET with my own eyes, i couldn't even imagine.. We have gotta be logical.

10/19/2004 02:23:00 PM
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Be warn, this post is loonng...
It's Cool to have lavish Wedding Dinner, But It's a Chore
Over the weekend, i attended a wedding dinner of my ex-colleague, who happen to just lived near me. So naturally, another ex-colleague and me were asked to help out at the dinner as receptionist.

Boy! So many things could turn wrong at a wedding dinner. Guest didn't turn up in the last minute, or worse, they brought more people than what what they stated. This could turn the whole dinner upside down.

And it happened.


In the end, the bride's father was upset, mother was anxious and the bride, frantically, calling for help in all direction. Thank goodness this bride was used to such "emergency". Afterall, in Moneyworld, alot of hiccups could happen.

It was solved in the end, turn out that on the groom's side, few of his friends didn't turn up due to some other hiccups elsewhere, and there's empty seat, so some of the guests on the bride's side were urshered there. And the culprit(a woman)'s family, who created all these choas, WAS SEATED ON MY TABLE!!

What a family... no, it's NOT even Family. It's just ex-classmate (bride's).


Whose whole family turned up in branded (top to toe) clothes, husband, mother-in-law, 2 kids and a maid in tow, nearly took up a whole table!! Hello, you are not even the family member lor... Need to mobilise the whole family meh? How much Ang Bao money you gave? I had the urge to tear open the packet and announce to the whole world the amount she gave.

And during the photo-taking session, they were so wierd, they insisted that EVERYONE in the family be seated, other people can stand behind them if they wanted. So when the photographer said that the mother-in-law could not be seen totally in the picture, the woman yelled, "What! You want my mother to stand ah?!". Nobody took notice of her, in the end, the mother-in-law SEAT with half her buttock on the woman's lap.

Happy? What the!!


Throughout the dinner, they gave the waiter(s) HELL by ordering this, ordering that, can-I-have-this, can-I-have-that. And made a fuss when they couldn't find a suitable bowl to warm up the baby's milk bottle.

Hello? You think you are at nursery ah? This was a hotel event room for goodness sake!


Then the 2 spoilt brats that tagged along was making a din ALL THROUGH THE DINNER, then the maid gotta pacified them, take them out, so the mum (aka the culprit woman) RESERVE food for the maid. In the end, the food got accumulated so much, the maid can't finish, and was thrown away...

Hell Hell Hell!!

And the husband drink the wine like no tomorrow. Free one what! Must drink more!!! That's HIS theory (analyze by me, i can't think of any other reason beside this)

What a "COOL" family...

Steven's birthday
The first time i celebrated someone's birthday at ANG MO KIO. It's a good experience. Since it's at heartland, it's close to heart. =)

As usual, there's all the spicy food, from sambal kangkong (our clique's favourite) to Otak and Lala (my fav!!), in the end, my stomach caught fire. But didn't dare to say, for fear of being beaten to death. This bunch of kaki are very wierd one, if you eat spicy food and complain that your stomach is on fire, instead of being nice and buy you drinks to put out the fire, their bash you up. And say you ask for it yourself...

Ya, i know, i'm such a poor thing...

Nonetheless, Happy Birthday Steven (Although you won't be reading this)

Anyway, after the dinner, we watched Exorcise: The Beginning

It's not very scary, just a typical good triumph over evil movie. But it do make alot sense. If you are a very holy catholic, go watch it.
10/18/2004 02:08:00 PM
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Magical Book
Today there's a seminar for all sales staff (read:Sales) and hence, i'm being excuse. Reach the office 5min late, and proceed with daily need-to-do.

After that, I"M FREE!!!

With nothing else to do, i picked up a book (it's been ages since i did so) named "The Final Hour", which i bought under my boss's influence yesterday at Tanjong Pagar Market. It costed $4. Yes! $4 only... Coz it's 2nd hand.

Only to realise, upon reading in-depth, that it's a catholic book, it explained about quite a few things. And some sighting(s) of Gracious Mother Mary a long time ago. How true it was i'm not sure, and am not in a position to comment. But it sure was interest. Some people claimed to have seen Mother Mary, and she left some message/warning to them to save mankind. I didn't know to *gasp* believe or laugh.

It seem so unbelieveable. (that is, unless she appear in front of me and kick me for doubting her)

Was it coincidence that what she warned/foresee really came true? She had foresee World War I, then foresee it end, and foresee World War II & III.

Creepy. *goosebump*

Despite all these, i've always believed in Mother Mary, i believed that as the holy mother, she was up there looking after every kid. (at least that's what i force myself to think when i'm young, waken from a horrible nightmare) These thinking i carry till today. Was it under the influence of my auntie, who use to preach satan, God and holy spirits to me? I don't know.

But seeing her standing in front of you, i think i'd probably freaked out.

I had a image of Mother Mary engraved into my heart. That beautiful face in the portrait that still hung in my auntie's house. That occasionally scent of rose that come and goes mysteriously, empowering the whole living room, where that portrait hung.

Although i'm not a catholic, but a devoted buddhist, no longer attend church, I just felt safe looking at that face.
10/15/2004 01:49:00 PM
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All Animal abusers should burn in HELL
The article below was found in Streats yesterday. It disturbed me so much. How could anybody lay their hands on innocent animal?

$500 reward for dog killer
Animal group wants those who poisoned Clementi dogs charged

AN animal welfare group is offering a $500 reward to anyone who can provide information leading to the prosecution of those responsible for the apparent poisoning of three dogs in Clementi.

The animals were found in deep distress, sprawled on the ground, near Block 118 last Thursday at about 9pm. One was lying on a puddle of vomit. They appeared to have eaten some food apparently left for them at the lift lobby.

Residents contacted the Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (SPCA).
But when it got there, its officers had to kill the dogs immediately to stop their suffering. The food was taken away for lab tests.

Yesterday, Action for Singapore Dogs (ASD), a non-profit organisation which takes care of strays and abandoned dogs, told Streats that it was posting the $500 reward. Flyers (pictured) are being sent to Clementi residents.

A spokesman said:
"Poisoning is a particularly vicious form of abuse and the ASD is viewing this case very seriously."

She added: "The poisoned food could well have been picked up by young children playing in the area or consumed by pet dogs being walked by their owners."

A fourth dog belonging to the pack ran away when approached last Thursday, but it re-appeared on Saturday and Monday night to feed, according to the block's residents.
It appeared unharmed but residents were unable to ascertain its health and safety.
One resident, Dr Chin Shou King, 24, said: "We are afraid that she will be poisoned again, and are anxious to find her a foster home lest she gets attacked again."

No one has responded to the SPCA's appeal in the Streats report on Monday of the incident. The society asked witnesses to call 6287-5355.

The ASD is now adding its appeal to that one. It is asking anyone with information on the feeding of the dogs at Block 118, Clementi Street 13 last Thursday evening to page the organisation at 9259-0698 or e-mail it at info@asdsingapore.com

Animal abuse is a serious offence in Singapore and subject to heavy penalties.
Recently, a man who strangled to death a kitten which scratched him was jailed for six weeks.

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Yesterday when i was reading this paper, they featured a picture of these dogs, one of which was really lying in its puddle of vomit.

I tell you, dogs are very clean animal, they know that vomit are dirty, when my yoyo vomit, she stayed far far away from it. Worse, sometimes she would throw up in the towel, and attempted to bury the vomit into the towel...

The dogs must be really in distress to lie in their own vomit.

My heart went out to these 3 dogs. Heart pain! I could picture yoyo inside that picture and immediately, tears well up...

To all non-animal-lover, it's ok if u can't feel for these animals, but please, don't hurt them.

And to these animal abuser, screw you. You should burn in hell, eternally!! May you be reborn into an animal in your next life, see if you like people abusing you!
10/14/2004 04:16:00 PM
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I'm a tie expert, sue me.
I think the essence of a man's business wear is the tie. And it's very fascinating the effect a tie can have on a shirt. It can brighten up a dull shirt, tone down down a loud shirt. It can reflect a guy's playfulness (Disney's tie) or bring out the seriousness...

Brought hubby to Metro to get some business attire, which he knew nuts about. In the end, i'm like a squirrel, running here and there, getting & assembling various color combination with tie.

Hmm... I found out that i loved to buy tie, it gave me the same feeling as buying bags!
And i like to dress hubby up, like a model!!

Another "retail" therapy....

By the end of the shopping trip, i'm feeling so refresh, i'd have believed that i had actually gone mountain-climbing and back.

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Men with good rack are good clothes hanger.
I know I know, rack=breast.
But in man's case, rack also =frame

Therefore i say, rack=shoulder + chest

To be a good rack, one must have broad, squarish shoulder with nice, filling chest.

Please, airport/washboard chest are out!

This is one thing that get my eyes going ( or roving), even at a young age (of course after puberty lah, before puberty only cartoons interest me). A guy, even vertically challenge, will not look that bad if he got a very nice frame (aka rack lor)

Needless to say, the man i choose MUST be equipped with a very nice rack!

And i must say, hubby sure got a nice one! He looks good in the shirt... *drool*

I think i better keep him lock up inside te cupboard, in case other girls snatch him...


10/12/2004 10:19:00 AM
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Let's Talk About Men...
Men are very complex yet simple animal, although they'd swear that we women are more complicated, we could swear back that they are no better themselves.

These are some types of men:
Possessive. This type of men are very insecure. They see their woman as THEIR possession, she BELONGS to him. This type of man will limit the amount of exposure their woman receive. She can only hang out with a few of the close friend(female, of course) whom he has approved as positive influence. His woman can't have opposite sex pet, let alone friends. He watch over her every activity, making sure she is not expose to better choice (of men) and influence to leave him will never reach her.

In short, she's the tweety in the cage.
Xiao niao yi ren (chinese saying of women who listen to everything her man says)


Gentle. This type of man are very gentle with woman, they open doors for you, help you with their shopping, and most of the time, are very close to their mothers. They assume that every animal with boobs are weak, and full of tender loving care like their mummies. Thus, they, being who they are -mummy's boy- will listen to EVERYTHING you say, provided mummy dear say the same thing.If unfortunately, your view and mummy-dear's crash, then i'm sorry. Mummy should be right. Afterall, mummy had taken more salt than you had taken your rice.

This type of men are very suitable for domineering woman, they can drive this man like their ferrari (or Toyota). But, being woman, they would complain (again) that this type of man have no drive, too comfortable and ultimately, boring.


Then, there are the cassanovas. They are romantic, understand women like the back of their hands, and are very skillful in removing the clasp of women's bra. They bring you to nice places, buy you flowers, and treat you like a princess. They swept you off your feet, fairy-tale style. Yes, they are sent from heaven, you could have swear they are actually angels, sent to you when you pray to God for a perfect man. But, unknown to you, they do the same trick with EVERY woman that crosses their path.

Think about it, how many woman pray to God for a perfect man each day? If not, where do they polish up their bra-removing skills?


Bo-chaps (Dun care) come the last. These man are so enthusiastic when it come to courting, like without you, the sun won't rise tomorrow. They make you feel special, like you are born into this world just to bring sunshine into this man's life. You want to be with him, have children with him, look after him forever. Then, it happens. Once you are officially HIS, you are just another piece of furniture in his house, except that this furniture not only look after his kids, but keep him fucking busy on his bed at night.

So, after 4 types (I'm sure there are more. Afterall, when it comes to men, we women can talk for centuries and carry on) which type is your man?

10/09/2004 01:07:00 PM
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Something funny on the train...
Just want to share a funny incident that happened yesterday when i was on the MRT going home...


A pair of sister & brother boarded the train at Yishun station. The train was semi-crowded, so, the two of them hurdled together in the space between the cabins. The sister look 14 or 15, the kiddo looks 10, fat and chubby. He's that type aunties can't resist pinching... *pinch!*

The duel started to play, ku-chi-ing each other and giggled...

Suddenly, the kiddo just moved to the opposite side and with a "Hey!", make a matrix's pose (the one standing on a leg, with limbs in the air, forming a letter "t") The sister saw the chance, and dashed in, wanting to ku-chi him on both side since both his hands were up. The kiddo panicked, twisted his body to the side, and.....


Let out a VERY loud fart!! Prrraaakkk!
It sounded like he had just ripped his pants.... Or shit in his pants...


The sister ran away, laughing like a crazy hyena....
An Indian auntie sitting opposite burst out laughing... and trying to hide it.
The lady beside me hid her face behind her papers, and the papers quiver violently.


The kiddo, for a moment, stood there rooted. The sisters was squatting on the ground now, still acting like a crazy hyena...

Then, the boy started to laugh with the sister, and tried to re-enact the whole drama.

Luckily the train reached Admiralty pretty fast, or i would have turn crazy! Trying to swallow laughter can cause heart attack, i heard...


10/08/2004 04:41:00 PM
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I'm Pissed!
What a bad day!! It's so bad I want to jump around and curse,throwing stuff and kick chairs! KNN!!! %$*(*^*%#

It started on the MRT, i couldn't get a seat, which was unusual, as train were usually very empty when they reached my station. I got in, and was welcomed by a bloody FULL roll of seats. Cursing under my breathe, i chose a guy that looked like he would be alighting soon.

You can't blame me for choosing him, bulky, uncle-like with dirty shirts, he didn't look to me like someone who work in shenton way.

The bloody man alight at Jurong. Damn!

Thinking back, i shouldn't complain. At least he didn't alight at Outram Park (I'm alighting at Tanjong Pagar by the way)

When i came office, there was no one. Which mean i could talk to myself whole day (hell), luckily, MSN saved the day. I chatted online. Thanks jud & ivy! My savior(ess)!!!

All was good (I thought!) until lunch, i forgot i got a date with my colleague. So, i didn't got to finish my work. Rush down to Suntec with her to have lunch at Secret Recipe, the stupid waiter talked to us like we owed him millions, and we had to wait years to get the food.

Seriously, he should be in the market selling pots & pans, with his trumpet voice. He nearly blown us away with his loud talking!!

So, we ended up lunching for 2 bloody hours. Great. My boss was in the office!!*fidget*

To pacify my boss, we bought cake and fruit juice for him. Wrong move. We got blown away again with him scolding us like there's tommorrow.

"The two of you should not dine again" (Last time we dine, we were late also.. sad! it's all bad luck, we swear!)

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I hates it when people order me around. I don't care if you are the boss, i'm not your dog. He could have said, "Can you two come back on time pls?" I would gladly do so!! Surely he don't have the right to choose MY lunch-mate!! Tell me, I AM ENTITLED TO CHOOSE MY LUNCHMATE RIGHT?? Right??

KNNBCJB!! (figure it out yourself!)

I'm sure my blood pressure soar higher than me...

Just don't cross my path now, okay?

BLOODY HELL!!!!!


10/07/2004 05:47:00 PM
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Mumbling
Sometimes when i blog, i feel like i'm mumbling to myself. And lately, days after days of going to those blog that i read regularly, i find no update.

So, by habit, i'd torture myself by reading the stale post again, until my tiny mind could take it no more, and threaten to puke if it read the same post one more time. I give up.

Why no update???!!!
Hello Mel, hello Fiona, eat snake is it?

I myself, had went through that blogger's block phrase before, where you can't seem to find the mood to blog, or the material/topic to talk about..

But now, the kick is back, and i find myself updating every other day (if not every), top with pictures. The average no. of reader i get per day is about 15 (pathetic), but i don'tcare. I blog for self-satisfaction, although i wonder every time i check my site's statistic. "Who read my blog? Are they my friends? Or strangers?"

Now, when i see that nobody i know is blogging, and that no one is leaving comments on each other's site. I feel like i'm the only living people on the planet.

Hello, anyone?
10/06/2004 03:33:00 PM
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Final Sprint Seminar
Attend this seminar today (another company function), and gotta wear a white top. As the company divide its people into two group. Those based in Fuji Xerox tower have to be in white, then those from SPC, Bugis or Forum must be in red.

Suddenly, i'm back in time to 9 August 2004.
*bkgrd music of "count on me S'pore"*

Boy, we even have a flag to wave (sorry, no pic of flag)... (-_-")

It's quite fun initially, that is, until the talking point. Hearing people sharing their success story, how they earn $10,000 per month on their 18th month with the company, how they made it to the Million Dollar Round Table, then Top of the Court, follow by Top of the Table.

Hello, Don't hao lian can?

Actually, i'm just VERY happy with 7 or 8 thousand every month, what a normal people in my company get. *polite smile*

If one get too much money, trouble start pouring in.

1) People start to aim your monies, and you find yourself drowned by "new" friends overnight.
2) Suddenly, you are so popular that people are Q-ing up just to dine with you.
3) You got so much monies that you don't know what to do with it. (bother!!)
4) Opp sex suddenly decide that you are very sexy, even you are spotting a penguin figure with belly dragging on the floor (they will say this type of figure is the "in" thing now)

Anyway, back to the seminar

I work till 10 last night, so, unguiltily, i slept through the whole talking point. It's your business you are successful.

Here are some picture to share. I'm seated too far back, so, the stage might seem abit blur...

This's the main stage, it's so blur, can't even see the heading!

A little red man talking about his success driving F1 Farrari.

Passing letters, sign of strength of working together!

Trying to form a word with the letters..

Young team of people.

Senior team of people.

That's about it. By the end of the seminar, i'm so pruod i want to yell,
"PRUDENTIAL, WE ARE NO. 1!!!"



10/05/2004 03:42:00 PM
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New Flat
Went to view some flat with hubby's mum on Saturday, and boy! it's such a chore! I can imagine my turn, when i'm going to build my own home.. Actually, my citeria is quite simple:

1) It's must be on high floor
2) Must have lift
3) Must be bright
4) Mustn't be too small, and not too big.. Maybe a 4-S unit? Good!

I'm not demanding much, am I? This is my ideal home... =)

Sunday
God make Sunday a rest day. So i sleep without guilt and conscious... Wake at 12.30, sleep at 2, wake at 3.30, sleep at 4.15, wake at 7... Until i'm so sick i wanna puke!! I suffered from severe brain-fog!! My whole body ache!! My eyes can't open fully and it keep tearing. What's up man!!

I end up more miserable... and sick...

Hubby is more healthy, spending his time studying for test on next Friday.

Candid Camera. Can't believe i was caught...



I'm sleeping, but somehow, i'm biting my lips at the same time.. Although i know i have this habit of biting my lips, i don't know i could do it even in my sleep!!

I swear i'm NOT dreaming about food


10/04/2004 04:11:00 PM
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10/01/2004 11:24:00 AM
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