The famous fruit stall was leh-longing giant strawberry, sending me drooling like a hyena by the road side.. A little history on this fruit stall, they were famous for good fruits at low price. Beats the NTUC one road away anyday! Their trade-mark: Their highlighted item was the best, either it's just arrived, or was on promotion. They would shout something like this--

"Lai-eh lai-eh (come come) fresh s'berry eh... Just arrived! One box $2, can't miss offer!!!!!!"

It's so loud, you can hear them 3 streets away.I chose the box with the largest berries.

Half-eaten already... :p

Open up for 2nd-round...

Look! The biggest one is 7cm in length! Wow!

Ha! the punky berry...

Did I mention it was juicy... Hmm...
Okay, one more box for me tomorrow!

9/28/2005 05:06:00 PM
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Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker

Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm" You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone... Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-) You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear. Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing. The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person. Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life. You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face. Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*

9/26/2005 04:41:00 PM
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My new computer had arrived. Spanking new, black in colour, and with a new 17-inches LCD screen.

I was happy.
Then the truth sets in.

1) It cannot connect to the Internet.
2) The screen's too big, it's gaving me headache
3)Contant buzzing sounds from the CPU is driving me up the wall
4)The software is quite limited (Ya, office 2003. Now i 2005 liao lor)
5) The keyboard cannot press "S" and "X". So, i type on, and the "s" and "X" won't show. after I finish typing, i go over filling in the "s" & "x" by pressing the key. Hard. My fingers are dropping off already, and my wrist ache.

Now, It's upposed to be new, no?
How come it has so many problem?! 9/21/2005 05:50:00 PM
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Hubby's 25th Birthday, the colleagues brought him to Yuki Yaki. Had a sinful time there...



See this cake? It's a brownie cheesecake. Once u touch it, u can't let go. I suspect it's a human magnet in disguise... SUPER NICE!!! And hubby's trying to cut the cake with, right, chopsticks... Innovative idea, but uglify the cake.

On me...
I did a test on style today. This is my result:

Haha, quite true. I rate it 80%!! If you'd like to know your style... Do it NOW

9/16/2005 04:41:00 PM
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Friday night, there's only one place to go with my cousin Jenny. Where else but the toy shop? Came across this series of toys called "One Room", it has furnitures with doggie theme. All of them came packed in small cargo carton that just scream CUTE. Heh!

I love this TV set!! Don't you think the face look abit like Yoyo?


Pinky the telephone, the handset can be removed to emphasize the identity...


The cactus was my favourite! I bought 2, to be put on my office table. It was said that cactus had the ability to ward off evil spirit. Can the figurine do? Hope it does ward off the "ancient old hag" for me. -pat cactus-

My impression of the newly opened, talk of the town club -- Momo flactuated like a graph.
Impression was an all-time high the moment I stepped into it. Free-entry, One-for-one drinks, poshy seats and dance floor with different level of platform. What more could a girl ask for? Did I mention hunky (and dashing) bouncers?

Then it all ran a straight down-hill. When the witchy hour strike, and the party souls were out to play.. So do the "black soul". For a moment, I'm being brought back to KL. Don't be mistaken, I have nothing against them, just that their number there was too big that it makes me a wee bit uncomfortable.. And not to mention the drink, way too diluted to get the kick. In the end, it's all dry high, meaning, get-high-yourself. Drown on the music.

Frankly, me thinks it'll be a one-off experience.
Despite all the poshiness, it fails to convert me.

Double O, wait for me, I'll be back!

Anyway, It's Hubby's birthday today.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUBBY!!! -raining hugs & kisses-

Will post pictures of pressie, after he open it lah. -wink-

9/13/2005 12:10:00 PM
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So many things, unbelievable, absurd even. First, The Holy Grail was not a cup, but a woman. Then Jesus had a son, had a royal bloodline flowing (till now, I know not) And Mary Magdelene was not a prostitute, but a princess. Priory of Sion, a brotherhood that had pledge to keep the secret of a time pre-christian, of Jesus blood... Protecting for many many centuries.


I'm having problem taking it in.
The bible stories were embossed in my mind since young. God was the greatest, He is the reason why river flows & birds chip happily. We were taught to sing praises of him, seeking shelter in him whenever there's nowhere to turn...

Although not a catholic, my nanny was a firm believer, thus bedtime stories were all about the Hero, Jesus. On personal preference, I think I connect better to Mother Mary. As a kid, I found an old man on a crucifix quite scary actually. I know about Him, and I guess He might remember me, a non-catholic, standing on the church bench, screaming out loud hymns without knowing the meaning (actually, the lyrics also. But that's not the point)

Now, hearing what the book says as "the other side of the story" I found it too bizzare to be coincidental. All the pieces locked perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle. The debate, the analysis, and other stuff all made sense... The more I read, the more I'm hooked, the more I'm hooked, the more I want to find out.

But one thing there's no doubt.
History were written by the victor

It was said that Mary Magdelene was Jesus's wife..

From the gospel of Mary Magdelene (as quoted in the book)
And Peter said, "Did the Savior really speak with a woman without our knowledge? Are we to turn anout and listen to her? Did he prefer her to us?"

Now, look at the picture of the last supper, the fellower looked like they had just been told of a news that were shocking. Everybody looked disturbed. St. Peter glared angrily at Mary Magdelene (who was seated at the right hand side of Christ), his blade-like hands on her throat, as if cutting her. He's holding a dagger in his other hand. the guy behind him was trying to hold him back.

Doesn't look too peaceful isn't it?

Hmm... Interesting...
9/08/2005 05:11:00 PM
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I'm very stressful when it comes to event, especially when it is in-charge by my boss. :( All the work to be done, people to be inform (and somehow in times like this, they are 80% unreachable), and information to be collected.

I've been busy for tonight's event for some time now. From the 1st reminder (1 week), to the 2nd reminder (3 days), then the last reminder (1 day before).. I still don't feel secure.

But as you go with the flow, doing the essential, collecting information, call here, call there... The flow will carry you. After scurrying for a whole day today, it finally happened:

Here I am, seated at my desk, alone in the office, and the event playing full force in the room next door. I wonder in amaze of today's chores. Now, all i have to do is to wait, for the end. Then it's considered job done.

Job undone at moment: 12 emails to clear, 7 SMS to read & reply to.

Whhheewww.
I need to rest, my heart's still racing!

Breathe in..... Breathe out..... Breathe in..... Breathe out..... 9/06/2005 07:16:00 PM
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After 3 days of agony, I couldn't take it anymore. Not only was I hobbling across the road, I was wincing whole day long. I dread at the thought of walking, and thought of not able to go shopping make me die abit...

I decided I had enough. I shall not succumb myself to the unbearable pain, shall not succumb my cute little toe to that kinda treatment. I did the unthinkable.

Arm with this, I walked (or hobbled) to Amara Hotel's shopping arcade, took the escalator to the second floor. I walked cautiously in, eyeing all the designs on the rack suspiciously. And turn away in disgust.

Finally, after walking one big round, and this time, had the salegirl's attention to me (No, I'll NEVER steal the shoes here, you hobbit, It's disgusting!) I still couldn't bring myself to try the shoes. All the design look similar, it's just not me.. Too "shu-nu" (ladylike) for comfort.

Then, I found this

Ok, acceptable. 20 bucks to ease my pain, I think it's money well spent.
I guess I would live with it, since it's in a color I'm comfortable with (no more self-thought on "why my feet so bright?") and it goes with my favourite nail shade -- dark dark red, near maroon already. And most important thing of all, it's just with me for a month. Before it give up, and crumpled on me like a waste paper.

Then it's another quest for shoes again.

AGAIN.

9/02/2005 05:47:00 PM
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