<?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-7874347</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:31:45.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly! :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vannie</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>430</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4898321904353892274</id><published>2009-12-21T02:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:32:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in sync with the voices &amp;music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas is just round the corner, real soon! X'mas shopping with the family today at towny, super fulfilling! Esp the ONE I got for babe, he'll scold me for sure. But it's all for the season of giving! Zipper jeans from Mng from Mummy, I like! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trips &amp;amp;more for me this hols!&lt;br /&gt;Genting was up first with the fam w/o sis. Cockscrew for the 1st time was nervousnervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417378797987716290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/Sy5lUHPKXMI/AAAAAAAABcI/_zjsFuE8EPI/s320/CIMG2581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bintan trip with the clique was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME TO BITS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all (2yrs plus &amp;amp;counting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417377171563924274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/Sy5j1cVgyzI/AAAAAAAABcA/22NIu4AomSs/s320/CIMG2804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417384205838488338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/Sy5qO5DQkxI/AAAAAAAABcY/5c_UPjGcgak/s320/CIMG2784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hard day for us yesterday, pray hard things will get better by the days, months and hopefully years to come for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417382177670969490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/Sy5oY1icOJI/AAAAAAAABcQ/G8avO46zPls/s320/CIMG3008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;I love you babe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4898321904353892274?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4898321904353892274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4898321904353892274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-sync-with-voices.html' title='in sync with the voices &amp;music'/><author><name>vannie</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/Sy5lUHPKXMI/AAAAAAAABcI/_zjsFuE8EPI/s72-c/CIMG2581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6128141814159750043</id><published>2009-11-08T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:05:34.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FB</title><content type='html'>Facebook games crazeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6128141814159750043?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6128141814159750043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6128141814159750043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/11/fb.html' title='FB'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6546276500646047415</id><published>2009-11-08T01:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:08:04.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKY BLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spooktacular was awesome and really appreciated those who supported me during the event! Love you peeps like crazyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Orchard with baby today, super late baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phone chose the right time to go down on reception. &lt;em&gt;Pissed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch over at Ship! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Love their apple cake to bits!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Initial plans delayed till next week, so FEP shopping was in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, I lay my itchy hands on all my little wants in SKY BLUE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those little shoes, &lt;em&gt;damn fufilling please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the dark cloud has left i suppose? (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6546276500646047415?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6546276500646047415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6546276500646047415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/11/sky-blue.html' title='SKY BLUE'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2224632327002002751</id><published>2009-09-21T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:38:33.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un___</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes, some things are better left unseen, unheard, unknown. It is those handful of stuff that will deter you from a happy conversation into a disastrous one. The feeling sucks totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A well deserved break must always invite the unfavourable unhappiness. Whether minutes or hours, it differs only by the time- it still hurts the same. The same thorn in my flesh, when will I get it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when will I get the understanding and love for such a painful ordeal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;When will you understand where I'm coming from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2224632327002002751?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2224632327002002751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2224632327002002751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/09/un.html' title='Un___'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8545960442754494297</id><published>2009-08-22T00:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:40:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing beats this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/So7aCUNQLhI/AAAAAAAABbY/wX1cbVwlzvo/s1600-h/Picnik+collage+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372471138818469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/So7aCUNQLhI/AAAAAAAABbY/wX1cbVwlzvo/s320/Picnik+collage+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been back in Sg for exactly 20 days! And I still can't resist my temptation for yummy foods! Still missing out on alot of nice ones though. Ramily burger didn't taste as nice as it did 2years back. My my, I think I'm starting to think of food again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ just last sat over at my place with TPmates. Major catch-up session for everyone. Sanya, Beijing, Xian, Orlando and Sg. Not forgetting the main objv: to fufill cravings for Satay, chix wings and BBQed sausages! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372472771115373618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/So7bhU_KVDI/AAAAAAAABbo/54s13JaV7QU/s320/CIMG1911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372472180767989058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/So7a-9xYHUI/AAAAAAAABbg/T7JD0LqHYuE/s320/CIMG1920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372474473691673554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/So7dEbk-89I/AAAAAAAABbw/ICDMBhpNXaI/s320/CIMG1912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theatre play; H is for Hantu, later in the day at Newton with the Events colleagues and the rest of the groupmates. I'm lucky to have them at work. If not for them there won't be those crazy laughters and jokes! Our event is in the works currently, hope the end product will be awesome! Can't wait! Till then, more updates to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was love with Baby's company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way you hugged was really &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting soooooooo excited with the soon arrival of lovely Samsung Jet! Still can't get over the loss of Tocco and chirpy. But nah, jetty will be REAL fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I almost forgot to mention the new presence of VOMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cute little doggie I made for anni. Pricks and pains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost perf! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8545960442754494297?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8545960442754494297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8545960442754494297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-beats-this.html' title='Nothing beats this'/><author><name>vannie</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/So7aCUNQLhI/AAAAAAAABbY/wX1cbVwlzvo/s72-c/Picnik+collage+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5235101573427924252</id><published>2009-07-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:25:39.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! Next Sunday is the BIG day for us Sanya peeps! Need to get home fast fast fast! The day I've been waiting for for the last 100plus days ago will come in 12days time! Meet-ups with my dearies, FARVAXP and most importantly, sweet :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off today and tmr before going back to Jap Restaurant for 8days more. Supposedly at Spa for the last 10days, but because of some things we decided to go to Jap Restaurant again and spent 1day at Spa yesterday. Spa is cool and after listening to the manager talk about skin stuff, I somehow felt quite conscious. Better take care of your skin when you're young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work yesterday, went for porridge dinner and to our Front Office Supervisor's birthday celeb at some KTV. The only drink they serve there was Anchor beer and nth else. Dozens of beers kept entering the room and I had fun with my lovely FO people! Left the plae around 1plus with my hair full of beer from beer sprays. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss :B alot.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to hold on to your handyhand when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;Remember your promise my dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry and locker/luggage packing later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5235101573427924252?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5235101573427924252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5235101573427924252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-next-sunday-is-big-day-for-us-sanya.html' title=''/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2592170355364709586</id><published>2009-07-21T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:03:46.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testtest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2592170355364709586?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2592170355364709586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2592170355364709586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/07/testtest.html' title=''/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2412097716769422519</id><published>2009-05-09T19:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:51:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>85 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm doing night shift later so I decided to come online for some updating. Things have been quite smooth sailing recently though. Not much big news to share. And I wat to wish all those April babies I know a Happy Belated Birthday, especially Baby, Granny and Myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone in Sg. I miss my family, I miss my Fel, Mh and Wy, I miss the Farvax Clique, I miss my home. I miss my bed, I miss my soft toys, I miss my clothes!! A lot a lot more. Definitely miss Baby above everything. Hope things will get better between us. I've been living in uncertainty these few days. Let it end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to city with my colleagues and Clair yesterday. Had quite a fun time shopping with then and I bought a dress and a bag. Love them both totally. The things here are not as cheap as all of us thought. Prices here are pretty much the same as Sg, or if not, more expensive. Very seldom you'll find cheaper things. You have to bargain to get better deals (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing department soon and I can't wait to leave Front Office. Both Clair and I have be there for exactly 2months while the others will have shorter periods there. Tuesday will be the day I get to my fave dept. Housekeeping fun! After this sunday, it'll be officially 2months at Sanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my parents to come here to visit me fast! And by that time it'll be 1and a half months left. Let time pass fast. Ironically, I think I'll miss this place a lot. The way of live here, the beach and stuff are worth missing. I've been quite brave to come to this place with out my loved ones. I didn't know I had this courage and never had I thought I could live alone. Now, working on a cruise should not be a problem for me anymore. At least, now I don't keep this option closed anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna save all my new clothes to wear back in Sg. Ooh! I can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight dears! I'm gonna catch some sleep before I'm off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LASTLY, HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY, MUMMY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2412097716769422519?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2412097716769422519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2412097716769422519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/05/85-more-days.html' title='85 more days'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4495427016870781050</id><published>2009-04-27T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:21:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SANYA SANYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f446b314d7a49344e673d3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Filmstrip" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f446b314d7a49344e673d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows/?partner=hallmark" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4495427016870781050?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4495427016870781050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4495427016870781050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/04/sanya-sanya.html' title='SANYA SANYA'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4168360201261973771</id><published>2009-03-31T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:36:22.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF DAY-CLEAN UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello people! It's been 2 weeks I'm in China! There are 17 weeks weeks to go and I can't wait to get back! Adapting well and eating well, so don't worry about me. Been alright just that I get emo sometimes that I will break down, otherwise I'm happy and waiting to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great sense of accomplishment today. Off day today, but Clair and I didn't go out. We cleaned up the hostel room, washed our clothes and I dusted /packed my bed. At least it doesn't look that dusty now. Hee, happy you know! Now I've got cleaner hostel room floor and tatami bed. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a smilebox for my dad just now in the afternoon cos' it's his birthday today!&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wished him last night on webcam and it was so nice looking at my parents squeezing both their heads into the small screen. Cute la my parents! Love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh! I also webcammed with BABY on skype too! He looked so cute wearing two t-shirts there. Bet it must be freaking cold there. Poor Baby, he sure got slimmer since the last time I saw his physical self at the airport. Miss that moment man, everytime I think of it, I feel very lost. Miss him badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the 6 of us went to the beach for a while while I lay under the umbrella. The tan I got last Tuesday is the darkest tan I've ever gotten. So ya, I don't want to get any tanner until I get fairer a bit, if not I'll be black. The sun there is damn shiok and strong. Sea is super clear yesterday that Yinghui and Raphael saw a school of fish. Love this place man. Wanna enjoy this place with Baby in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the resort bus to the KTV at the city. We were so shagged that we slept in the bus. The KTV place is like Kbox. The total cost divided by 6persons divided by 4 is only about SGD$3plus. From 1200-1800. Ya, imagine, in Singapore you sing for this long, it'll cost you around above SGD$15. If you want to sing, come to Sanya. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, go take a look at my pictures in the previous post. A summary of what I've been doing in China apart from work. Have yet to upload pictures taken yesterday, so stay tuned! Gotta go down for dinner! See ya here soon. Love from China to everyone who reads this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4168360201261973771?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4168360201261973771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4168360201261973771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-day-clean-up.html' title='OFF DAY-CLEAN UP'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2520088355730731800</id><published>2009-03-31T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:16:51.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanya Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f4451314f444d324e673d3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox postcard: My Life in Sanya!" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f4451314f444d324e673d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own postcard - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/postcards/?partner=hallmark" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2520088355730731800?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2520088355730731800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2520088355730731800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/sanya-pictures.html' title='Sanya Pictures!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8024446904783945204</id><published>2009-03-21T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:53:29.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home pls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello people, I'm in China now. Doing quite okay here.. Just that it's quite uncomfortable here. Totally different living conditions here from Singapore.  I don't know what to do here.. Helpless man. I want to go home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8024446904783945204?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8024446904783945204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8024446904783945204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-pls.html' title='home pls'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1963288121312139348</id><published>2009-03-13T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:44:02.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SblIrUY4kCI/AAAAAAAABbQ/QbgEFtOzUHI/s1600-h/Baby!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312357144504864802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SblIrUY4kCI/AAAAAAAABbQ/QbgEFtOzUHI/s320/Baby!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1963288121312139348?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1963288121312139348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1963288121312139348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-time.html' title='stop the time'/><author><name>vannie</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SblIrUY4kCI/AAAAAAAABbQ/QbgEFtOzUHI/s72-c/Baby!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6874464206308759857</id><published>2009-03-10T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:42:59.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicia's Birthday &amp; Farewell Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaJ6Dt2DGI/AAAAAAAABaY/Y8N3xDrOizE/s1600-h/CIMG0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311584441053088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaJ6Dt2DGI/AAAAAAAABaY/Y8N3xDrOizE/s320/CIMG0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed down to Northpoint after Festivals' Presentation that wasn't really good. Anyways, I met Meihwa first at Xing Wang HKG Cafe and later came Felicia &amp;amp; Wanying. We talked and laughed alot at Wanying's bimbotic actions and I'm sure gonna miss them whilst I'm in China. We got Felicia a Benefit blusher and the girls got me a box of The Face Shop's nail polishes in my fave colours! Thank you girls, I truly love them alot! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia did a pretty picture for me and it's really beautiful! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311584574203611554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaKBzvZyaI/AAAAAAAABag/0jRhl2EYwlw/s320/Farewell+Card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you girls, I love you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; Happy Birthday Fel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6874464206308759857?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6874464206308759857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6874464206308759857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/felicias-birthday-farewell-dinner.html' title='Felicia&apos;s Birthday &amp; Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>vannie</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaJ6Dt2DGI/AAAAAAAABaY/Y8N3xDrOizE/s72-c/CIMG0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-494342101826891270</id><published>2009-03-10T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:47:26.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;LAST MON: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day out with Darling to pray at Watterloo St. and went to buy his birthday present! Got a Guy Laroche wallet for him and glad to know that he loves it (: at least now it's new leather smell! Baby, you know what I mean! Haha. Oh yah, and went to get my Cotton On flats for OSIP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WED:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major meetup with Bubby thet lasted all day! Much loves!(: Met up at Orchard and went scouring for bags, shoes etc etc at FEP. Had lunch at Hans and back to shopping! Walked over to Wisma's Cotton On to get my red checkered flats and chanced upon Shirley &amp;amp; Raphael there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought tickets for Kung Fu Chefs at AMK Hub and we tried the arcade game machine that got me addicted and wasted alot of Baby's money. Sorry Bub! Movied and Homed with Darling by my sideee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311591459639842274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaQSl_U1eI/AAAAAAAABao/R7qiCTqZXAI/s320/CIMG0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THURS:&lt;br /&gt;Met up for K session with the clique at Bedok. Spent 5hrs there from 2-7pm. Headed to 85 Market for famous Singapore foods before the 5 of us leave for overseas! Badminton outing on 12 March, Thurs again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRI:&lt;br /&gt;Homed at Baby's house as we installed Skype and tried out our webcams! So fun talking on webcam when we're just sitting opposite each other! Funny (: Had some popiahs before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311592989304202930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaRrobuprI/AAAAAAAABaw/LecGEGVz794/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SAT:&lt;br /&gt;OSIP Meet the parents session. Parents met the teachers and left while students had LO's classroom sessions. Baby and I went to IKEA for lunch and shopped at Giant for OSIP necessities! So happy to go supermarket shopping with Baby, pushing the trolley around the whole mart! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311597595119734882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaV3ubuUGI/AAAAAAAABa4/dqBnRHm5IX8/s320/CIMG0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Family at Hai Xiang Restaurant at Park Royal Hotel to celebrate Dad's and my birthday! Had really superior dishes and it was ala-carte buffet! Great food, great family (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311600190723717346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaYOzz7-OI/AAAAAAAABbI/fk8mApnhVks/s320/CIMG0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;love everybody esp baby and family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-494342101826891270?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/494342101826891270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/494342101826891270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>vannie</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SbaQSl_U1eI/AAAAAAAABao/R7qiCTqZXAI/s72-c/CIMG0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7111696021035204624</id><published>2009-03-01T23:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:00:31.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo elmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAJOR UPDATE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Valentines' Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration one day before at Vivo after my festive tutorial. Baby brought me to choose our rings and that's the gift for One Year that falls the day after Valentines'. I'm so happy with the choice and it's really beautiful. Thank You baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Bei Shang Chuan Steamboat. We had a view of Sentosa's IR construction that wasn't really a pretty sight as we enjoyed the steamboat. I had fun cooking the food and eating the mantous (: Afterwards, we sat at the skypark for a while which was a really lovely moment we shared. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Study Week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Studying, breaks, memorising, OSIP meeting, Macs Breakfast with baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;After Exams&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A well deserved break after the exams. The clique went for lunch at The Ship and went walking around for misc. things that some had to do. Then was off to Minds Cafe which was FUN FUN FUN! We had so much fun playing the Monkey, Stacko and Guessing Emotions games. Xavier kept sabotaging the girls.. I'd better think twice about sitting beside him again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at some chicken rice stall that Rayner brought us to. Then, Rochor Beancurd where we were gossiping, laughing and had heart to heart talks. We left after a long time that tables kept turning over except ours (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the pool, arcade place. Hadn't played pool since the time dad taught me around 2 years ago. So, I watched them play. Finally left for home after a while there and after a long day out. It was a really good time with the clique and I think it's the best gathering we'd ever had. We took so many group pictures. Afterall, all of us will be separated with some of us leaving for America, China and the rest staying in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wed, Thur &amp;amp; Fri&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu Jabs, Sakae, Wii fun and "He's Just Not That Into You" movie with my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was couch potato-ing for many hours watching hkg lawyer drama series and then to Baby's sister's birthday. Somehow reminded me of the one I had in Sec4. So many girls, so many boys (: Baby and I retreated into his room to play online games which had me so excited with wanting to win!&lt;br /&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH, 2 teeny weeny weeks to China...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaah. I've got so many things on my mind that I had a bad dream about OSIP last night. Better go pack my bags soon before it really becomes true. China China. Anytime you see me thinking/ staring into space, i'll be pondering about China and nothing else. The thought of 5 months is really freaking me out suddenly. And what's freaking me even more is the scarce amt of time I'm left to spend with Baby and my family before I leave. I'm like travelling against time or sth. Give me a time machine someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebrations for me upcoming this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;: Fysh's, Baby's and mine by the clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday:&lt;/em&gt; With family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sth, I really feel very loved by all members of my family. It's like everything I mentioned, they will try to do it for me before I leave. For e.g. My granny has been cooking dishes that I want to eat though I didn't ask her for it. And my dad will always ask me where I want to eat on Sundays and he will fetch the family there no matter how far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the little things people do that touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Baby, we've been trying to accommodate with each other too. Where ever I feel like going or doing, he will bring me there or let me do. Every single moment spent with him is so cherished that my heart and mind is so filled with memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this is probably the best time I've had in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, it's also the worst time too. I've never had to part with my loved ones for so long. In actual fact, I'm really afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I'm really glad that both my parents will be present for OSIP meet parents session! My heart literally lit up when my dad told me he would attend. I did not expect it cos he's been really really busy. The thought of my parents caring so much for me can just bring me to tears. I can see that my parents are very proud of me and that really makes me want to do well for them as well as Baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so weepy today. Perhaps, it's the start of weepiness for me until 2nd August...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7111696021035204624?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7111696021035204624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7111696021035204624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/03/emo-elmo.html' title='emo elmo'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2655105648676380204</id><published>2009-02-12T14:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:10:59.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I've just completed peer appraiser for 60 people. Took me such a long time that I almost fell asleep in the midst of it. It's just days to China and I'm starting to miss things and people in Singapore. Will have to grab bites of good food before I leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Past weeks have been really shagged for me. And today shall be my last stressful day before I start stressing out for exams again. Reason being, Ticketing and SSM are finally over! (and the last day of 4 hour break on Thursdays like now) Been aiming high for some subjects and hoping for it. Others, I just leave it to process by itself, no point thinking so much when I don't know how it will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyhow, I can forsee a very very tight schedule coming after exams. OSIP briefings, meetups with dear friends and spending more time with family and baby. Oh yah, and alot of time to be spent on packing my luggage and getting neccessities like webcam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentines' here soon, so how will you celebrate it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2655105648676380204?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2655105648676380204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2655105648676380204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-ive-just-completed-peer-appraiser.html' title='V DAY'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-31777666509304502</id><published>2009-01-22T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:05:47.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staying here for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throbbing pain in my stupid head.&lt;br /&gt;poor us. getting weak when the bad times had just tide down?&lt;br /&gt;why? i'm getting sleepier and sleepier each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;china. everyday i think about you.&lt;br /&gt;gonna have a smashing time there?&lt;br /&gt;or just one that leaves me yearning for home?&lt;br /&gt;your call, your say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;footnote: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, i forgot to say that i love my new phone alot alot, just like how i love my baby. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-31777666509304502?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/31777666509304502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/31777666509304502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/01/staying-here-for-you.html' title='staying here for you.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5825566102858307882</id><published>2009-01-06T21:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:32:42.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I forgot to tell everyone, Happy New Year! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, I celebrated my NYE this time at Marina Barrage with Baby. A family carnival was going on and it felt more like a pasar malam food carnival. Haha. The place is beautiful with so much water all around! It's like everywhere you turn your head, all you see is: WATER! The fountains are well designed and Baby got so excited, he wanted to play with water at the waddling pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The night was nice with the usual view of Marina Bay and the Singapore Flyer. We stood along the bridge where there were 5 huge water mascot balloons swaying in the sea breeze. The breeze got so cold that cramps came on and off. What a great way to welcome the new year right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But all became fine as I lay in his arms watching those little fireworks colour the night sky. Just like NYE in 2007. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love you baby! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5825566102858307882?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5825566102858307882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5825566102858307882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-forgot-to-tell-everyone-happy-new.html' title='Happy Belated New Year!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1577244298841822212</id><published>2009-01-04T00:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:08:00.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know. I'll be leaving for China in mid March and all of a sudden I realised it's merely two months away. I don't know how I'm going to cope with not having everything close to me and especially the fact that my loved ones are like so far away. How I wished I am attached to Beijing then I can go with Andrew &amp;amp; Amanda. Now, everything's comfirmed from the time I dropped that contract in and all I can do now is, whine. Nvm, I think I will recover from this whiny situation soon.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just face the fact and await the day I arrive back in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanya Sanya. How will you be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEM proj's really draining us out. Please let us get over with it fast.... I don't want to cry and also see my group members cry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1577244298841822212?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1577244298841822212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1577244298841822212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know.html' title='blues'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6874850953896824670</id><published>2008-12-27T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:44:44.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely x'mas days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;23dec:&lt;br /&gt;Tried on contacts for the first time and I took like 15 mins to get them in and out of my eyes, I consider it an achievement as my sis took more than 1 hour many many yrs agooooo! Haha, went home to get a shower and out again for dinner with lovelies at Aston's. Dinner was great and cheeeeap! Out to Istana Park to chill with only Wanying drinking. Haha, that girl, Meihwa and I tricked her into going up to giraffe alone while we stood at the stairs watching. (: Next to Cartel for some desserts/ drinks and presents exchange. I loved all the presents from them! Meet-up on 8th for lunch again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24dec:&lt;br /&gt;Project in the morning till evening where I left for dinner at Sakura int'l buffet at Admiralty Park. Met Baby at Cwp and he wanted to buy me chipmunks. But I decided not cos firstly, too many soft toys invading my bed already, secondly, don't want him to waste money. Hees. X'mas dinner wa great and just so lovely. And I was so glad to see my boy after he left for cruise. Missed him so much... The walk to the bus stop was so much fun. It was raining and we had my pink unbrella over our heads. Love you darling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25dec:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas lunch over at The Ship with parents and paternal grandma. So yah, I was the only child there and it was kinda awkward. But my salmon was so delicious and juicy. Yup, I just loved it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26dec:&lt;br /&gt;Isetan Private Sale with Mummy. We reached at 8am and the queue was already super long. Worse than people queuing for Hello Kitties! It was that scary man. When it was time to go in, Mummy and I rushed to get to the camera queue to get my $179 camera. But sadly, it was gone by the time it was my turn. Luckily they had another offer. $199 for a newer camera and with my favourite colour! I chose pink of course. Though, it's only 8.1 megapixles, I'm really happy to get a camera of my own! The functions dont matter much. And most importantly, I got it as a BIRTHDAY PRESENT from Mummy! You see, I may be going to China and may not be celebrating my birthday in S'pore. I was very touched actually when she suddenly told me abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mummy went to queue for ger Air Pot while I go look at the Nike watches. Mummy got one for Filian in army green and then two similar Guess watches for my sis and I. Bought a Reebok school bag for Filian and a decorative aeroplane ornament for dad for christmas too. My Mum totally burned her pockets that day and everything costed her up to $700 plus dollars. But she kept saying everything was worth it. And both of us carried the huge santa plastic bags home without help. Gosh, they were so heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby came over and we watched me fiddling with my camera, watches and stuffs. Then I slept for around 20mins and it was his turn to sleep. Haha. Why did we have to take turns in the first place? It was quite weird when i thought about it. I still had my brother's bed avail what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 3 of us took a bus down to Changi Airport to receive my brother and relatives. My bro's hair grew so long after 2 weeks and he looked so unkempt. Haha, no more long hair for him after tomorrow! Sent aunt back hime and we went for dinner. Was quite late and very hungry already. Mummy kept asking me to take food for Baby till he was stuffed! Dad sent him home and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And we opened our presents! Filian bought tee shirts for us from Australia and they were quite nice (: The mystery of the two weeks was unleashed las night. And luckily Mummy didn't scould us cos dad bought Wii as X'mas present for the whole family. Actually I should gain credit cos Baby and I carried that heavy thing all the way back from Sim Lim Sq after haggering for the best package. Hard work you know! But all's fine and she looked quite happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27dec:&lt;br /&gt;Today! Omg, my interview day at Singapore River Cruises. The interviewers were two nice ladies and there was like a totally beautiful view behind them! I was like half making eye contact and half enjoying the scenery. The interview went quite well and yup, no hiccups! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained back, had lunch as I was starving, showered and Baby came over to help set up Wii. Super fun after all the set up and the games were fun! (: Played a little with my camera too! Haha. I like the face detection thingy. Was detecting my Baby's cute face using that function too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 6.15pm to catch Twilight at 7pm at Cwp! Omg, I love that movie though many don't like cos they've read the book before. So, we found the movie quite touching and I was like quite scared of that James vampire for a moment.. Haha, I had crispy chicken for the first time in the movies as Baby was hungry. Quite like it and was chewing my chicken while enjoying the movie. The only bad thing: The guy's head infront of me took up one quarter of my screen! In the middle some more! Angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went to the pasar malam next to Cwp. Shared sotong balls, sausage and tako balls for dinner. Oh, and also coconut drink and flavoured ice lolly! Was really happy walking around with baby looking at little girls rolling about in transparent balls on water. Just like hamsters. Haha and it was time to kiss Baby goodbye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby, really enjoyed myself these days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6874850953896824670?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6874850953896824670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6874850953896824670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/12/23dec-tried-on-contacts-for-first-time.html' title='lovely x&apos;mas days!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7165222580697433928</id><published>2008-12-21T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:11:02.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know, the hope of receiving a mail from baby was so overwhelming that I couldn't stop thinking about it till I finally opened my inbox. No mails from him. I'm just holding that little flame of hope that I will get some reply from him. Well, my flame was extinguished a while ago. I shall light up another tomorrow and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a terrible headache. Tell me it's not me missing my dear boy too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day's been quiet and not forgetting, cold. The only child in the family who hasn't been away overseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7165222580697433928?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7165222580697433928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7165222580697433928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-hope-of-receiving-mail-from.html' title='down'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5219828470092283794</id><published>2008-12-20T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:08:08.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, get back soon..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby, I miss you so much. I can't stop weeping. Come back soon. It's the same feeling all over again from 6 months ago. I'm waiting for you to be back though you'd just set sail 90mins ago. Feel so lost not hearing your voice. I don't know what to do exept playing Harvest moon to get my mind away. I can't even start on projects. My mind's with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my baby so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: thanks baby for bringing me out in the morning for prata. had a really good time though it was hard when it was time to part. i love you dear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5219828470092283794?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5219828470092283794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5219828470092283794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-get-back-soon.html' title='Baby, get back soon..'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6746022056772977050</id><published>2008-12-15T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:05:40.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear darling Baby, &lt;strong&gt;Happy 10 Monthy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to catch more sleep after I got addicted with Harvest Moon, Crazy Taxi and Puzzle Bobble. No more playing like this for the rest of the hols already. Such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects in the way and I can't wait to strike a big big cross on my to-do-list in my mind. I can't wait for the confirmation for OSIP so that I will know what to do in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to Sentosa today for site visit with the groupmates. I love my groupmates, they make me laugh like don't know what. But nonetheless, the clique is still the best (: We walked 2/3 of the whole stretch of beaches and it was so hot! Now I've got rosy cheeks as pointed out by Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby came to look for me after his proj today. Poor Boy, he woke up so early this morning due to a mistake and I could see how tired he was. A snap of fingers and he slept so sweetly on my bed. Felt so bad to wake him up to go home. Poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6746022056772977050?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6746022056772977050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6746022056772977050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-darling-baby-happy-10-monthy-been.html' title=''/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7047309516424953627</id><published>2008-12-10T00:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:34.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beats me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm glad I'm still very much alive at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been really really bad the past 2-3 weeks that it drained me out totally. Sick and all, I still had to go through all the tests and deadlines with so much procrastinating. Stuffed nose cum runny nose, sore throat, fever, cough etc.. I felt like I was dead. And when I coughed non-stop in the bus for the whole 45min journey, people just stared at me like I had SARS or sth. Gaaahh. I was struggling all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 mid-sem and it was a flop. Nothing else to say abt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby and I ate at Bakerzin for dinner just now. The whole setting somehow reminded me alot about Toptable. Like how they don't serve bread with butter. And everything I learnt just kept running through my mind as I observed the operations there. I quite like the ambience there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to buy a bottle of white wine for fun. Yes, literally for the fun of practise. I realised it's not that easy to cut a plastic foil as compared to aluminium foil. Brought down a red wine glass from the cabinet since there isn't any white ones at home and started trying it out. I guess I don't really fancy alcohol, or maybe I was never exposed to large amounts of alcohol in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I wish for is a good rest soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; Baby, Happy 10 Months in advance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like saying it to you. I shall call you now.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7047309516424953627?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7047309516424953627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7047309516424953627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/12/beats-me.html' title='Beats me.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4544505443926360428</id><published>2008-11-15T21:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:37:44.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 9 MTHS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SR7dGbBkOwI/AAAAAAAABZw/MjX4cC1b1lg/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_12d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268891716473338626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SR7dGbBkOwI/AAAAAAAABZw/MjX4cC1b1lg/s320/PhotoFunia_12d8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;me &amp;amp;my birthday cookie from baby&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;(DATED: 18APR2008)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before staring on accounting tutorial, I had to read the notes. And guess what? It wore me out so much that I'm so restless now. Don't know how I'm going to study for the upcoming test. :( Someone out there, give me back my motivation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby's at a wedding now. Yes, AGAIN. I really envy him. He always get to see happy couples get married. I want to be part of a wedding ceremony soon too. But somehow people who are of age are not tying the knot yet and the rest are just, not of age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu es marie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigh, reminds me of French. Another worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un deux trois quarte cinq six sept huit neuf dix onze douze treize quatorze quinze seize dix-sept dix-huit dix-neuf vang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm only better at remembering numbers. But.... I mean only the pronunciation. I can't remember the spelling. How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really hope my new url for festive blog will not be flagged at spam again. Three times already, when are they going to stop? Sheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a lighter note, Baby and I went to celebrate out monthsary at Nihon Mura Japanese Restaurant commonly known as Ri Ben Chun yesterday. A simple dinner after school. (: After that, he sent me home though it was late already. Thank you Baby, I was really happy happy happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4544505443926360428?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4544505443926360428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4544505443926360428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-panic.html' title='HAPPY 9 MTHS!'/><author><name>vannie</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SR7dGbBkOwI/AAAAAAAABZw/MjX4cC1b1lg/s72-c/PhotoFunia_12d8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8582738611366914533</id><published>2008-11-10T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:42:51.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buy printer ink..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;School later on in the evening. Just printed a whole lot of my notes and I'm resting my poor printer. After printing 34 pages of Accounting and a lot of other random docs before that, my printed made a weird sound. Like it was dying. Poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great night sleep in air-con last night. I don't normally sleep in the cold 'cos of my nasal problems. So I have to thank the lizzy that kept calling outside my window that I decided to on the air-con as I was too freaked out by its clicking sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO BUY PRINTER INK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity the money that were all spent on buying printer ink and printing paper. Why can't they just supply us with the handbooks where we just pay them the money for everything all together? It's much easier also. That way, we don't have to print print print for the whole 6 months. Man, I'm so bothered by it. Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop ranting and go have my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8582738611366914533?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8582738611366914533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8582738611366914533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/11/buy-printer-ink.html' title='buy printer ink..'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2404437437967801591</id><published>2008-11-09T23:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:40:09.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tinkiechoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SRcAB-ZktRI/AAAAAAAABZo/XOdWe9yKRdY/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_1cb57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266678323163215122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SRcAB-ZktRI/AAAAAAAABZo/XOdWe9yKRdY/s320/PhotoFunia_1cb57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;Miss you baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2404437437967801591?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2404437437967801591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2404437437967801591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/11/tinkiechoo.html' title='tinkiechoo'/><author><name>vannie</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SRcAB-ZktRI/AAAAAAAABZo/XOdWe9yKRdY/s72-c/PhotoFunia_1cb57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2586142049648221839</id><published>2008-10-26T18:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:01:23.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retail therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing fine after the unpleasant shock I had the other day. Anyway, all's well and first week of school was nothing much except for the late lessons. And some interesting happenings would have got to be SSM and French. SSM left me worn out, but it was totally fun! On the other hand, French made me very enthusiastic with greetings of Bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New addition to my soft toys collection:&lt;br /&gt;A little pooh that baby bought for me from the commonly known "sweets machine".&lt;br /&gt;The pooh's so fat yet tiny. Loved it alot alot alottttttttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was out to town with baby! Yay, we had Ship for lunch and my fried seabass was yummy! Went over to Isetan in search for baby's Oakley flipflops, but no. Instead, we saw Mr Pras and his son there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided against watching Tropic Thunder and went ahead to FarEast to spend some money. Max&amp;amp;More-ed and got myself two dresses for only $29.90 in total. What a steal! Then shopped around looking at random things and also setting our eyes on some bags. In the end, baby got me a little vintage bag for only $15! Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so thirsty yet we didn't have enough cash with us. Worst still, no atms in sight. So we had to drag out poor aching leggies till Singapore Visitors Centre where UOB is located. Omg, so difficult to find a convenient one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed the crowd into John Little to have a peek at the sale. I bought myself an FBT shorts and baby got himself a branded office cum laptop bag for only $49.90 plus further discounts till $42+! I liked the design of his bag alot, it's very sleek looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat a little bit of retail therapy done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2586142049648221839?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2586142049648221839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2586142049648221839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-world-im-doing-fine-after.html' title='retail therapy'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4698839773131833847</id><published>2008-10-23T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:57:10.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My heart hurts like hell now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4698839773131833847?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4698839773131833847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4698839773131833847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-heart-hurts-like-hell-now.html' title=''/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3654612260726796692</id><published>2008-10-15T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:07:10.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bird parked last friday and it was nothing but just fun &amp;amp; lots of memorable experiences. No idea why but I was afraid of feeding the little birdies at the lorryloft. And they're superly noisy like screeching right into your ears! I also touched a toucan's warm yellow-orange bill/beak. I loved this fun-filled trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best parts: the parrot who loves Andrew and keeps following him wherever he went and the lil' penguin who tails jumpy things that seemed to be alive. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained from boonlay to airport for popeyes chicken and dessert thereafter with the bro and baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was typhoid jab with baby and to return F1 things and to receieve our pays. Well, they gave us a tee-shirt in return for our hard work. At least something for some memorabilia rather than the initial plans that we would get nothing but our pays. Shopped around, baby bought 3ear studs for me! Two flowers and one pink striped. Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housebunny at The Cathay yesterday after baby's driving. Lunched at Astons and was pleasantly surprised by the worthy priced meal. Oh! And baby bought a super cute zebra staple for me! Had nachos during the movie and I couldn't even finish half, cos baby didn't eat any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to Cine and took neoprints with him for the first time. I was so jealous and upset that he took neoprints with this friends before me. Ah, forget it, totally bad memories. Anyway, it turned out really well and I loved it alot! Trained back to cwp for dinner. Popular to purchase a beautiful notepad and two pens for SSM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Cititech Industrial Building at Aljunied for SSM uniform collection with baby after his driving this afternoon. Took such a hard time to locate the building and the sun was making me frustrated and irritated all over. Bought our cute little 2009 organiser and had Subway for lunch. Went home and tried on my uniform. I looked just like a typical SSM student. I'm quite excited though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3654612260726796692?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3654612260726796692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3654612260726796692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-so-on.html' title='and so on...'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8557285609208096678</id><published>2008-10-09T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:47:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whee! &amp;amp; yesterday was the 2nd time I'd stepped into Singapore Science Centre this year. This time round was much fun compared to the project bound visit I had with Fiona, Sharlene and Wanting in June, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met up with Baby on the bus and ate breaky at Delifrance where Zakaria is working. Cool, been chancing upon sec schoolmates recently, Kenneth CiauEr &amp;amp; Zhizhong last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went to the colourful paradise for scientists! So fun exploring &amp;amp; wondering the wonders of science. Haha. My little boy huh, so cute only.. The whole time there was absolutely love &amp;amp; fun! We walked around till the closing time &amp;amp; bought hotfudge sundae to share as we walked to the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Mos at Cwp and went around looking for my cooling fan and baby's waiters' friend. I must remind myself to get the jab against typhoid soon!&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby working again.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Jurong Bird Park for us plus Filian! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8557285609208096678?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8557285609208096678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8557285609208096678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/10/science-centre.html' title='Science Centre'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4821017056256335568</id><published>2008-09-29T23:56:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:27:54.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1- SingaporeGP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;F1's moving off from Singapore to Japan and China. No more Singapore Grand Prix till next season. And I hope dad will mean what he say about us all going to watch it the next time. I wish I could do that, something different apart from helping out at this BIG BIG event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha! I can't help but smile when I held the ING Renault flag after the race yesterday. Fernando Alonso's win was such a sweet revenge from the Q2 in which his engine failed him. It was just such a waste and everyone's hopes just fell. Nonetheless, he managed to pull it off and there, he won it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three days were very demanding on all ushers' feet. But it was still a wonderful experience with me standing so extremely close to the track compared to others. Since I had such close encounters with the speeding cars, I had no choice but to wear ear plugs for the rest of the race because for the whole 90mins of the first prac I did not have them on due to the never ending crowd and I had aching ears and arms in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of photos taken after the race and none during the race, only one ultra short video. Gonna steal baby's awesome videos! I want to keep as much memories as possible by being involved in the world's first night race. Made many good friends during this short event, but somehow we were still able to bond and had countless topics to talk about. I'm happy to have such a great team to work with! Let's just forget all the minor unhappy encounters. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Photos after the race just so much fun! Holding up Renault's flag, supporting race's cars and not forgetting walking on the track that the cars flew past minutes before. All captured in my camera! Home with baby by my side last night. So fun with camwhoring all through the ride home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I watched the race that mom recorded for me on TV this afternoon. Seriously, you need to be there at the race to feel the atmosphere and excitement, if not it'll just be boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'd never thought much about fast cars and racing. I don't know why but the excitement in me hasn't died down yet and I think it'll stay on for a few more days still. Really an eye-opener and new new new experience for me. I like racing now. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I love F1 under lights. ♥&lt;br /&gt;And Ferrari's freaking beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Formula 1- SingaporeGP next season as a spectator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubby..&lt;br /&gt;Do well in your advance test tomorrow alright!&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hope you'll see this)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4821017056256335568?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4821017056256335568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4821017056256335568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1.html' title='F1- SingaporeGP'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5770069902957792839</id><published>2008-09-20T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:45:50.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clique chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SNTGJfrzmHI/AAAAAAAAA-E/jdr7hLtqLBg/s1600-h/sb10065402e-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248037332219828338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SNTGJfrzmHI/AAAAAAAAA-E/jdr7hLtqLBg/s320/sb10065402e-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had chalet from Sunday till Tuesday with Baby, Fysh and Me reaching first. Since the rest weren't there yet we decided to forget them and went ahead with Escape Themepark. I will never want to go back there again, full of bad memories, especially the go-kart and my virgin ride on the viking which I almost died. The log flume was far better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to shower and went to Tampines Sports Hall to catch our lil bro, Rayner's floorball match and also to fetch him back to the chalet. Haha, I sound like some mom. Anyways, we met Xavier on the way back and off we went to buy the tickets for Bangkok Dangerous to which Fysh didn't join in. So movie at 11.45pm and ended 1plus. Got back to the chalet, played the joker game where we kept cheating and off to bed for the two guys while Baby played Fysh's psp and I watched Survivor Gabon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fysh came back in the morning, and Rayner left for work. Anyhow, the four of us went for Klunch. Met Amanda after that and went for cycling. Haha, and took the only 2 pictures there, where all 5 of us squeezes into this small cube thingy at the playground. I felt so like a child playing with them (: We got back and play cards and I won 4times in a row. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower shower, watch some tv and out again for dinner. We talked about alot of things for many many hours, and waited for Rayner. Back to the chalet again and played joker and other card games while watching tv. Lights off, but we continued tv-ing and talking about love life and stuffs. Such a pity we didn't put colgate on the one who slept first. And why no reward for the one who slept the latest. I was clearly the one who slept latest cause I was having indigestion and had to share bed with baby. So guilty that I kept shaking him up to tell him I couldn't sleep :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the chalet and back to baby's house for 2hrs nap before bussing to the ubi driving center for his enrolment of practical lessons. I wasn't feeling right all the time, didn't even finish the hot milo baby bought for me at bedok. :( He sent me home and I was still feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* will upload that two pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 training tomorrow! I can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5770069902957792839?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5770069902957792839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5770069902957792839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/09/clique-chalet.html' title='clique chalet'/><author><name>vannie</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SNTGJfrzmHI/AAAAAAAAA-E/jdr7hLtqLBg/s72-c/sb10065402e-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3031705274697025472</id><published>2008-09-17T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:04:11.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 7th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 7mth anniversary to baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday during clique chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; updates on chalet with only two pictures taken will be up soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3031705274697025472?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3031705274697025472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3031705274697025472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-7th.html' title='happy 7th!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-127786802449960085</id><published>2008-09-11T16:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:19:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SMjhr7qzsAI/AAAAAAAAA98/zQKF5szC8rs/s1600-h/82456489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244689910940807170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SMjhr7qzsAI/AAAAAAAAA98/zQKF5szC8rs/s320/82456489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;"&lt;em&gt;And she finally stopped playing their song, when she realized she was dancing alone."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday and Tuesday was much loves! Spent all time with baby and I'm totally happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks deary! Oh, &amp;amp; we caught mignight Wall-E at E-hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was off to uncle's clinic together with baby yesterday. And that was when the results came. I was quite disapointed initially, but come to think of it, I actually did well to my own standards. So I'm happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then trained to Bugis to pray. I find the both of us very cute. All around in the temple were elderly and 30-40 somethings and in the midst, there were us. Had lunch at 3.30 at Seafood Harvest. Not bad, but I think they melted the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before hitting the sack, it was hell for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The aftermath of loneliness and hurt still linger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thinking of working at The Body Shop. Well, I guess I should go down to fill up the form &amp;amp; try my luck tomorrow after meeting up with Fel, Mh and Wy for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a short convo with baby from his break from work.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel good at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-127786802449960085?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/127786802449960085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/127786802449960085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/09/lone.html' title='shut'/><author><name>vannie</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SMjhr7qzsAI/AAAAAAAAA98/zQKF5szC8rs/s72-c/82456489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6372232054148011718</id><published>2008-09-01T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:32:37.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things-to-do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLwGuvKQQyI/AAAAAAAAA90/JInCcNlaaas/s1600-h/71877201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241071466355639074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLwGuvKQQyI/AAAAAAAAA90/JInCcNlaaas/s320/71877201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom." -Marcel Proust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the morning which lasted for only 1hr and off to shower before escorting the two fat princes up for their turn to shower. We looked thru pictures from my past and baby saw my toddler and child sides. They were adorable and funny. Not forgetting the one to which I sat in my brother's pram when I was already around 7 years old. Big baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stupidly left my ez-link card at home, I had a free bus ride to cwp. It was just funny and coincidental, thus the slip-away I chanced upon. Not much luck with the trip back though, I had to pay freaking $1.10 for such a short ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Seoul Garden-ed with the two boys again.&lt;br /&gt;Baby's 1st and Brother's 2nd. And so we ate and ate till out table appeared so disastrous compared to the one beside us. For some reason or another, boys just have the tendency and desire to mess up the place even more. I pity the staff who cleaned up after us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite yummy with the sister-invented friednoodles and self-made icekachang with loads of ingredients. Sweet and colourful! We rested out butts there for a whole 2hrs&amp;amp;30mins. You can imagine the amount of food consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-ed for 881 movie with baby. I don't know why. Is it that boring that he keeps feigning asleep when I look at him? I find it quite nice actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I'm stuck with my things-to-do list,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it stares back at me everyday..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6372232054148011718?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6372232054148011718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6372232054148011718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-to-do.html' title='things-to-do'/><author><name>vannie</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLwGuvKQQyI/AAAAAAAAA90/JInCcNlaaas/s72-c/71877201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2212118505857386667</id><published>2008-08-30T14:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:22:13.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello wello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLj09bB35QI/AAAAAAAAA9s/GBkrRbT9gHk/s1600-h/flower4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240207502510384386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="265" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLj09bB35QI/AAAAAAAAA9s/GBkrRbT9gHk/s320/flower4.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from the object of its interest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I've got a whole lot to update on. But somehow, I just feel so restless that I don't want to talk about so many things. So it's just gonna be some random points that creep into my head this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Alright, first and foremost.... I went to the NIGHT SAFARI last night!&lt;br /&gt;Together with me was Baby and Filian. The place is so cool I tell you. And I was super happy. So excited I was, I even printed the suggested itinerary! I didn't want to miss anything though. And yes, I loved the feeling when so many animals appeared for our eyes only. They're just so cute! Especially the otter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lion's roar totally freaked me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240200876651595714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLju7vyCR8I/AAAAAAAAA80/0cM3XQ1wBNk/s320/Night+Safari+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240201357636163138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjvXvlsVkI/AAAAAAAAA88/7D2pTq0usyE/s320/Night+Safari+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240203411075812818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjxPRP2zdI/AAAAAAAAA9U/W87tAfE0Mfo/s320/Night+Safari+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240202905606026770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjwx2Od9hI/AAAAAAAAA9M/YvtBcXpixlA/s320/Night+Safari+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) The exams had just ended on thurs 1630 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I still feel a little stressed. Every single night, I still dream of sad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The papers was okay. I loved Resort Ops' paper most. And I'm hoping for good results from AM and Accounting, the two papers that was at two extreme timings (AM: 0930 and Acc: 1930) of Monday. They almost left me sick and dead. Not much hope on Intro L&amp;amp;R though. I find it so philosophical. Like just *weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Three! I have yet to watch 881. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch the DVD some daaaaaaaay. When willl it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Oh ya, TAS Appreciation Night on the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;There was band performance from some of out coursemates and the whole LRM was so into the atmosphere. I felt a little out of place that night because of some unhappy encounters that left me traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, that night had loooong gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) I don't know what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Chalets coming right up and F1 too.&lt;br /&gt;Have to make a trip back down to TAS for F1's signing of some appointment thing. Can't wait for F1 to come roaring over! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Oh ya, last BESE was really touching.&lt;br /&gt;We gave Ms Joan a brooch and a card for her guidance all these while.. And I received my Consistency Award and my corporate photo. Here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240196737396856930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="317" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjrKz2zWGI/AAAAAAAAA8E/FHyJTL3RmH0/s320/Award.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240198120186352018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjsbTJgkZI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PCHvxQNkYPg/s200/IMG_3744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) And Ship's sessions were still as nice.&lt;br /&gt;Went with Baby and Family week after another.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's Birthday too!&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240198526224979090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjsy7wqVJI/AAAAAAAAA8k/tdDw2hMWAYA/s320/Shippy!+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240198972860275778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjtM7m0HEI/AAAAAAAAA8s/fzZnTPWrSqA/s320/Shippy!+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240205045765868066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLjyua8ViiI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ek1_935Hus4/s320/Mom%27s+Birthday!+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is all I can remember as of now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2212118505857386667?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2212118505857386667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2212118505857386667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='hello wello'/><author><name>vannie</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SLj09bB35QI/AAAAAAAAA9s/GBkrRbT9gHk/s72-c/flower4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1230071629792555684</id><published>2008-08-16T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:26:20.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235104836695047138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SKbUHLkjO-I/AAAAAAAAA78/4_s7XnO5BfQ/s320/200284967-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Let's walk down that same track with the same passion"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, happy half year baby.&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1230071629792555684?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1230071629792555684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1230071629792555684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-6th.html' title='Happy 6th!'/><author><name>vannie</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SKbUHLkjO-I/AAAAAAAAA78/4_s7XnO5BfQ/s72-c/200284967-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4336919451364155584</id><published>2008-08-10T02:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:27:50.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk me through, Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJ3Y1DqNDJI/AAAAAAAAA70/EQ4quDMuck8/s1600-h/76494204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232576748101373074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJ3Y1DqNDJI/AAAAAAAAA70/EQ4quDMuck8/s320/76494204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;center&gt;"Look in my eyes and you will find me, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;but look in my heart and you will find you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I backspaced a whole lot of my emotions cause I don't think I want to post it up. Feeling a little down here and everywhere. And I finally got the daisypath ticker done which I had planned to build on months months ago. I still think it's kinda sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're alright baby.&lt;br /&gt;Please be, cause I'm so worried for you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should ring you up to check on you... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4336919451364155584?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4336919451364155584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4336919451364155584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/08/walk-me-through.html' title='Walk me through, Baby'/><author><name>vannie</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJ3Y1DqNDJI/AAAAAAAAA70/EQ4quDMuck8/s72-c/76494204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7070776660682719122</id><published>2008-08-03T12:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:57:08.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJVWUpl41kI/AAAAAAAAA7s/734xL10tnc0/s1600-h/sb10067828z-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230181455022839362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJVWUpl41kI/AAAAAAAAA7s/734xL10tnc0/s320/sb10067828z-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back at the posts I had during the first days of school last year, I was somewhat amazed to see so many posts with my baby's name in it. Haha, seems like I took notice of him already!&lt;br /&gt;Well. That's not quite a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so funny how he can claim he was the last to wish me happy birthday at 11:59pm last year.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm feeling quite lonely now. Home alone! And that boyfriend is watching TV and leaving me alone in my house. Ohman, how I wish I can have the motivation to finish my BESE indv portfolio. It seems so dragggggggy.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this semester ends fast. Cos I desperately want a change of class... And hope someone whom I can click well with will be present in my class next sem. Must think of those taking up ticketing! Wish wish wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I ate a pink coloured fortune cookie last night! I love the strawberry taste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7070776660682719122?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7070776660682719122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7070776660682719122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-back-at-posts-i-had-during.html' title=''/><author><name>vannie</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://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJVWUpl41kI/AAAAAAAAA7s/734xL10tnc0/s72-c/sb10067828z-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7225570886244336874</id><published>2008-08-02T17:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:43:23.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embedded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJQv7QDRYeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/IY25jxSde70/s1600-h/74449918.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229857762251465186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJQv7QDRYeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/IY25jxSde70/s320/74449918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Alfred Lord Tennyson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's more slacky this week other than BESE test that's so freaking tough I tell you. I even skipped AM lec to study at Baby's house. I just hope I can do better than the previous test that I didn't do very well. Anyways, this test's over and moving on to OPERA test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutorial on Wed was terrible. I swear I was having that urge to cry the whole 45minutes. Stupid mock test. I totally lost my way meddling with the buttons and not getting to the familiar windows. Anyhow, better practice hard with Evelyn, Fiona &amp;amp; Sharlene on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Monday, should I wait for him to till he finish his class-soccer-watching at 7? Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random: I love to study with Andrew Ngu! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Baby's BTT this morning and he was done after like 15 minutes? Proud of you, my boy! (: Haha, My efforts of testing him last night didn't go to waste, though I absolutely know nuts about the whole thing. The only thing I like was the pictures part. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met his parents at his house. Not that I never met them before, just that I wasn't the gf in the past. So yah, it was so frightening at first, but well in the end. I think his Mum is really cute. :D Bought then durian puffs in which &lt;em&gt;fatty Baby stole one before anyone ate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept right through the night till 7am where I woke darling up for the test and holla, back to sleep till 2pm. I don't know why no one woke me up cos Mum would not normally let me sleep till this late. I'm still puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went tanning last Saturday with Baby. Initial plan was to swim. But the water was icy cold I decided against that and went for the Sun instead! However, the sun was so disappointing. It was so weak, I shivered in the wind. In the end, I only got a faint tan line. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natas Fair. That's where my boy is now.&lt;br /&gt;Misses :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7225570886244336874?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7225570886244336874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7225570886244336874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-i-had-flower-for-every-time-i.html' title='Embedded'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJQv7QDRYeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/IY25jxSde70/s72-c/74449918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3106381088979821162</id><published>2008-08-01T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:39:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, Baby &amp;amp; I met up with Wanying, Meihwa, Felicia &amp;amp; Lex for dinner after BESE. So I lugged myself there with my heels which was horribly tiring with the need to walk really straight. Soooo relieved when I see chair and being able to rest my butt on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlies, here are the long awaited pictures for you to grab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229881834152017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJRF0a3mPZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/1-SBPeOMRUE/s320/DSC00757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229883183843891154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJRHC-3N19I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vo1RZMFeHXo/s320/DSC00759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3106381088979821162?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3106381088979821162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3106381088979821162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SJRF0a3mPZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/1-SBPeOMRUE/s72-c/DSC00757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7062481544567070874</id><published>2008-07-23T23:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:25:34.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesmoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SIdbLNWWgAI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ayKtQSLj0IE/s1600-h/a0059-000028a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226246140706848770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SIdbLNWWgAI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ayKtQSLj0IE/s320/a0059-000028a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been really busy to even come online to update.&lt;br /&gt;I really detest TAS life. I wanna go back to tp.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Dreading everyday with the thoughts of taking train.&lt;br /&gt;I hate train rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have time to spare now that I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Time's still really tight with BESE indiv submission &amp;amp; test, OPERA test.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm so tired everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared for OPERA can.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily today's session was okay, I sorta did everything myself.&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't that bad though.&lt;br /&gt;I love my Spanish teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam timetable's totally hell.&lt;br /&gt;Two heavy subjects on the same day with two extreme timings.&lt;br /&gt;Bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so elated that I got into F1!&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a terrible night for me as everyone got their confirmation email except me.&lt;br /&gt;I was so down, had to thank baby for being there for me (:&lt;br /&gt;But all's well this afternoon when I called Kelly Services up.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice lady who kept assuring me that I was selected.&lt;br /&gt;Happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a pack of cookies from Marks&amp;amp;Spenser from baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks bubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rex &amp;amp; Ray's birthday coming up this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Will go for a swim before the party with baby. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7062481544567070874?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7062481544567070874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7062481544567070874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/07/sheesmoo.html' title='Sheesmoo'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SIdbLNWWgAI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ayKtQSLj0IE/s72-c/a0059-000028a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7224649802321492126</id><published>2008-06-21T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:17:58.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I'm back &amp;amp; I feel kinda lost.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where to start or what needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to First Love by Utada Hikaru now.&lt;br /&gt;Lols, I just found this really old school song in my wmp.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I realised I can sing that song whole. woo&lt;br /&gt;I still find it nice though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get that pink formal from bysi.&lt;br /&gt;Still eyeing that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby came over this morning before the rest.&lt;br /&gt;He did his own work while my projmates &amp;amp; I finished the model.&lt;br /&gt;So proud of my idea can!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &amp;amp; little bro went to swim.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I find it quite heartwarming to see them click so well.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, good good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and I went to Chong Pang for dinner instead of the initially planned AmkHub.&lt;br /&gt;Met mommy and little bro there.&lt;br /&gt;So after our dinner, we went to buy durians!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, &amp;amp; fatpig came home with us to eat.&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us finished all four pkts! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While waiting for his bus, we kept dancing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was so fun watching him smile to my silly moves (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7224649802321492126?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7224649802321492126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7224649802321492126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5345597220583307617</id><published>2008-06-14T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:25:13.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh sigh!</title><content type='html'>Huh.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'll be going up the cruise tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope baby can come along to see me off.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's really early.. Sorry baby.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't pack my slippers and sandals.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I just want to come back fast..... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think about being alone without him, I wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;It's like totally no contact. :(&lt;br /&gt;How to survive like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. I don't want to go already :(&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5345597220583307617?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5345597220583307617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5345597220583307617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh-sigh.html' title='Sigh sigh!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3051883923727193502</id><published>2008-06-11T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:15:08.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SE6n24Ph-KI/AAAAAAAAA60/_sTj9W69e_s/s1600-h/flower5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210286380166543522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SE6n24Ph-KI/AAAAAAAAA60/_sTj9W69e_s/s320/flower5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the unique one I've always wanted to pick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3051883923727193502?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3051883923727193502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3051883923727193502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-lovely.html' title='my lovely'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SE6n24Ph-KI/AAAAAAAAA60/_sTj9W69e_s/s72-c/flower5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6513693188692960208</id><published>2008-06-08T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:54:53.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th? / treetop walks!</title><content type='html'>Random thought: &lt;strong&gt;I don't feel Eighteen.&lt;/strong&gt; Like totally.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I just stared at the Happy Birthday fabric flower my sis got for me during my birthday. Then I thought, I feel Seventeen. And also, I watched Sex &amp;amp; the City last night. First M18. Lols, not really a big deal though. But quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to catch Kung Fu Panda even more when I heard Sharlene's good comments about it! The panda's so FAT and cuuuute! I can't wait to watch it with my darling boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week at this time, I'll be on board Super Star Aquarius. It's like times passes so fast. Somehow, I've got the demotivation to go on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Imagine being detached from my precious for 5days: The worst of all! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;2. Then comes the thought of projects piling up for me when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;3. And tests following the week I arrive back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I guess I've got to study on cruise. :(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very weirdly, I went on thr &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;treetop walks&lt;/span&gt; today. Yes, It's walk with an 's', meaning not just one part but two-thirds of the whole trail. Whoo, great accomplishment! And the best part is that my whole family went together. Haha, amazingly, it was my dad who suggested for this. Really looooong walk but yet a fulfilling one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(While my little fat baby slept at home.. Piggy!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The day had been good good good for us ystd!&lt;br /&gt;Though a short one.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but we just felt happy around each other.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and the feeling is so mutual. I'm so proud of us, Baby (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6513693188692960208?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6513693188692960208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6513693188692960208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/06/18th-treetop-walks.html' title='18th? / treetop walks!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1286046690461317450</id><published>2008-06-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:23:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays? No.</title><content type='html'>Hols, hols, hols.&lt;br /&gt;It's true exams are over for LRM. Or rather the only exam is over for us. Haha. It's kinda hilarious to think there's only one mid sem and off to holis.&lt;br /&gt;But no. It's just the start of more and more projects.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different now in Year2.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, tho' the subjs to be taken has been reduced drastically, the workload seems to be getting more. And this time it seems more rushed. Maybe it's just my thinking that this sem would pass fast fast fast. I just want to get over with this oh-so-boring semester. Shitty. I miss TP alot yea. Get over with the class, get over with tourism academy and the food! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 times I went back to TP since school started. Ohmy, and I feel super disengaged from the sch. Like I can go to all the pillars and hug them, seriously. Went back today for mid sem, Accounts for H&amp;amp;T. Miss all the food, atmosphere and even the desks&amp;amp;chairs! I miss the greenery in TP too... *cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Sakae with Andrew, Fysh &amp;amp; Rayner.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun eating with them! And we talked so much! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Missed them loads..&lt;br /&gt;*waiting for Xavier's crab treat on friday! whoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1286046690461317450?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1286046690461317450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1286046690461317450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-no.html' title='Holidays? No.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1767051212256888680</id><published>2008-05-20T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:32:01.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New elmo, new bigbird!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't believe I actually did my part for Resortops proj just now since I was feeling so bored the last few weeks and totally no- drive. Then suddenly just now dozed off at study table and got a sickening shock from my mobile's vibration- Sharlene's text on resortops. Ha, so i couldn't go back to nap tho' I desperately felt like entering lalaland again. Did accounts tutorial and boom, off to resortops. Ha Ha Ha. I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you'll pity the group for having such a slacky leader.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mans I hate myself. Okay okay okay. It's not that bad either. At least I will still finish my part by my deadlines set for them. Not bad, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IntroLei&amp;amp;Rec's test is coming this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;And holla, I haven't started on anything. Great. I'm gonna mug tomorrow after school tgt with AM indiv assignment. Shucks. But well, let's be positive. Things ALWAYS work out well in the end. It's not like the end of the world, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;During work on Sunday, Serene and Dexter says people in the whole world will die tgt in 2013. Meaning I'm 23yrs old and might have just started working. I keep thinking about this. Then I learnt to cherish my loved ones more. It sorta had an immediate impact on me. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't wanna die so early!&lt;/strong&gt; :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Baby to get banana chocolate at CoffeeBean after school. The staff there were so rude. Totally no service at all, call themselves TAS students. Ha. And yes, I was so pissed already not bring cash, then this 2 weird people made me worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;New Elmo, New Bigbird:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anws, we went off in search for our Baby elmo which went missing on Saturday, 17th of May. Sadly, the Cine shop sold all elmos, and no restocks. I was so disappointed. Just tried to keep quiet all the way thru. Well, it's super important you see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a small little tiff that left both so upset, we still went along to Junction8 to look for it. Got to know from my colleague, Amanda, that they sell it there. I just wanted to take a last chance on it. I was so hopeful, yet i was prepared for the worst. Then it was lying there. Only one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we bought it! Tgt with a new bigbird. I want them as a fresh new pair too. Altho' the first one still holds a more significant meaning, somehow this pair acts as a cushion for the impact. I felt so much better after seeing him smile after he saw me smile. Hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yes oh yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dressed rather differently today and got much compliments. thank you people! and the best was none other than my darling baby! hahaha! his compliments were like wow! loved it, so soothing to my ears! hee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202497954631745810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDL8U2KFgRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/6tu-UH8HWOA/s320/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a little glimpse of me. haahaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1767051212256888680?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1767051212256888680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1767051212256888680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-elmo-new-bigbird.html' title='New elmo, new bigbird!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDL8U2KFgRI/AAAAAAAAA6s/6tu-UH8HWOA/s72-c/Image092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-211162728799495968</id><published>2008-05-19T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:24:52.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stampy!</title><content type='html'>Philatelic.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDFjVGKFgPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Qf_R1PBJMdo/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202048258670952690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDFjVGKFgPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Qf_R1PBJMdo/s320/DSC00592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDFjVWKFgQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6HBSTMP4_Q8/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202048262965920002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDFjVWKFgQI/AAAAAAAAA6k/6HBSTMP4_Q8/s320/DSC00547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-211162728799495968?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/211162728799495968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/211162728799495968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/05/stampy.html' title='stampy!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SDFjVGKFgPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Qf_R1PBJMdo/s72-c/DSC00592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-9192492211369544788</id><published>2008-05-19T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:57:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maggee mee and lost elmo.</title><content type='html'>oh, 5th week at school. 1mth had passed.&lt;br /&gt;school's still not so good tho' it's in sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i wake to an empty wardrobe. no idea where all my clothes went..&lt;br /&gt;work's getting boring. told ic abt quitting but getting 2mths break instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week ago, i was sick and had fever.&lt;br /&gt;darling and i still went ahead for philatelic museum cos i insisted.&lt;br /&gt;haha, a really eye opener. 1st time i had so much fun in a museum!&lt;br /&gt;he bought me a really sweet gift for anni.&lt;br /&gt;lovely white watch. so many people says it's nice, darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;more than a week ago, i ate cartel.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time with baby! hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thurs, had business etiquette makeup.&lt;br /&gt;changed into baby's fave red check top.&lt;br /&gt;went for Made of Honour at amkhub. hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. ccn. stayed for proj after 1hr of lecture only.&lt;br /&gt;met babyboy at outram &amp;amp;trained to go visit granny at NUH.&lt;br /&gt;granny's knee is fine.. tho' still bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go look for the baby ward, but restricted entry. :(&lt;br /&gt;red ruby dessert. had to finish it myself cos he didn't want to eat ice! humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;awkward day. didn't want to smile much cos of the tiff the night before.&lt;br /&gt;but i still did. haha. met him at sengkang and bus-ed to T3.&lt;br /&gt;wanted him to try popeye's. hee.&lt;br /&gt;got a feeling we lost elmo there. saded.&lt;br /&gt;till now, i'm still feeling the pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip home was bad. i just ignored him. sorry baby.&lt;br /&gt;he tried so hard to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;it breaks my heart to see him so sad..&lt;br /&gt;but everythng was fine when he made me smile (:&lt;br /&gt;watched movie online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked maggi mee together.&lt;br /&gt;loves! just felt so happy. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;ate tgt. new recipe, so delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to him now. happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-9192492211369544788?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/9192492211369544788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/9192492211369544788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/05/maggee-mee-and-lost-elmo.html' title='maggee mee and lost elmo.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2810906602050246805</id><published>2008-04-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:45:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy very belated b'day, Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SBiRLv5Us7I/AAAAAAAAA6U/yeiecadXnYo/s1600-h/tas_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195061801193354162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SBiRLv5Us7I/AAAAAAAAA6U/yeiecadXnYo/s320/tas_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week and a half at TAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plain boring. Maybe it's just the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather there is beautiful and perfect for tanning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But totally not for a school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so barbequed every single day! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hee, we've got cushioned chairs everyone's fascinated about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another but: It gets really warm if you wear tights and sit for 4 hours straight!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting used to seeing boyfr only for minutes we can find each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm adapting well tho' (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week was kind of dependent on the clique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I try to got for their lecs.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this week and every week I have only myself to depend on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Maybe I'll be able to listen more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY, 26Apr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had my &lt;em&gt;super mini&lt;/em&gt; celebration. Boyfr came over in the early aftern and we slacked at home with Filian, the lightbulb. HA! Anywayyyy, I got so indulged in those guitar tunes my baby played. You so charming! Hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrapped sweet potatoes again &lt;em&gt;like we did exactly three mths ago&lt;/em&gt;! Daddy fetched us to buy otahs, ice packs and collected my Raspberry Seduction cake! Went ard running errands as the birthday girl. How nice ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BBQ-ed. 3 birthday songs: Granny's, Baby's, Mine. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would say this is the best and worst celebration ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST:&lt;/strong&gt; I had you, ♥!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; even better, we bbq-ed tgt by ourselves, went everywhere tgt and you played so well baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, talk about quality time yea? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He helped out so much I saw him as family. :p (hee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, I vaguely rmbed someone say he's part of our family already. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORST: Only 2 out of 10 invited friends came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, it was the worst birthday I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, that was the last time anyway. NO chance get disappointed all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEDNESDAY, 23Apr (b'day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No school for me. Went to surprise him, but no surprise. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed him his yam paste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for RunPapaRun &amp;amp; lunched Sakae Buffet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid, left my UOB card at Prima Deli when ordering cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRIDAY, 25Apr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended school earlier then went for movie Hansel&amp;amp;Gretel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite sad actually. Snuggle up to you! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONDAY, 28Apr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfr waited for me to end school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I 'sent' him hommmme! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed him his mango pudding, awkward. Seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class sang b'day song for me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended school at 12pm. Homed, slept 4 hrs! Pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2810906602050246805?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2810906602050246805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2810906602050246805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-very-belated-bday-myself.html' title='Happy very belated b&apos;day, Myself.'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/SBiRLv5Us7I/AAAAAAAAA6U/yeiecadXnYo/s72-c/tas_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-163786210127320899</id><published>2008-04-20T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:09:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLYER! Happy Birthday to us!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to us! (:&lt;br /&gt;Both of us went to celebrate our birthdays on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;My boy came to my place first thing in the morning to pass me my presents.&lt;br /&gt;He got me a long awaited teddy, Famous Amos cookie cake with my name and a teddy bag of chocs! Hees! I'm one very fortunate girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate his Mango Pudding I made and was one happy boy.&lt;br /&gt;We ate the cookie, sweeeeet!&lt;br /&gt;Passed him his presents and was super satisfied with my wrapping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left for Cineleisure (again) for lunch and movie.&lt;br /&gt;We watched The Hottie and the Nottie. It should have been rated NC16..&lt;br /&gt;Lols, super hilarious. The Nottie was soooo eew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinnered at Fish&amp;amp;Co (Glasshouse).&lt;br /&gt;We shared a Mussels in some kind of watery cream sauce that was oh-so-yummy, Black Pepper Stingray and a Creme Brulee (or something like that). Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed down to the Flyer after the unhelpful station staffs at Dhoby got us so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the ride in the cab was weird. The uncle kept talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing was the talk abt marriage. Really weird uncle... :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got around and was so excited!! Haha, I was somehow bouncy with my steps a little (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queued, took some kinda pic to be superimposed into the backgrd later on.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then to the flight on the magnificent ferris wheel!&lt;br /&gt;We took so many pictures that we seemed to be the only ones that kept emitting flashes.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry folks.. Haha. The view was just so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;The whole ride then felt a little to fast when we neared the end.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to take a look at our picture taken earlier and darling bought one copy.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a little purple magnet for myself!&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with it upon passing it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left and captured a little more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I even went to the little telephone kiosk along the roadside to take a pic. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;Bought darling a mini cake from Breadtalk and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat for a while at home and left after collecting his presents.&lt;br /&gt;I just teared when he boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want anything to stop.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a beautiful and memorable day for me. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;I love you Baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-163786210127320899?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/163786210127320899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/163786210127320899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/flyer-happy-birthday-to-us.html' title='FLYER! Happy Birthday to us!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-968103048220030864</id><published>2008-04-19T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:12:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy 18th birthday darling.&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-968103048220030864?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/968103048220030864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/968103048220030864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7757459954979640006</id><published>2008-04-17T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:27:44.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't worry..</title><content type='html'>Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I wished I could meet you.&lt;br /&gt;Bought his present and scoured for his mango pudding. (:&lt;br /&gt;I was super lonely shopping alone. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taka to get the present done and ready. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Got to AMK Hub and stayed for long waiting for Mummy to get all the household stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Got home, folded plastic bags, fetched sister and left home again.&lt;br /&gt;Ate KFC with family, been a loooong time.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Celebration for Darling and I by the Clique.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys. I loved the dinner and camwhoring session.&lt;br /&gt;As I look at the pictures now, I want to cry. :(&lt;br /&gt;Thing are never gonna be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And truly speaking, I'm starting to miss the fun and laughter we always had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I typed this para last night when I was still alright)&lt;br /&gt;Met my boy early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Told him a white lie and sneaked to buy pandan kaya cake for him.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, made a ham and cheese sandwich for him too. (:&lt;br /&gt;He brought me to take the LRT! My first time!&lt;br /&gt;Hees! So excited you know! (:&lt;br /&gt;Ate his mum's curry, yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Left his place for AMK Hub for lunch &amp;amp; Definitely, Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a nice movie.&lt;br /&gt;The garden scene reminded me of Enchanted. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet the guys at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at the Jap steamboat restaurant that has ice-cream buffet too.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for a walk around Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling down knowing the other guys are busy and won't be celebrating for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank my dearest for holding my hand as we walked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took so many pics along thr river and in Esplanade itself.&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun, I didn't have such fun with them for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;I really loved it. Then it was time to part.&lt;br /&gt;Last clique outing as a whole. :(&lt;br /&gt;Darling sent me home though it was already late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;First shift.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun talking with Stephanie and Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met darling at Dhoby and he was the&lt;strong&gt; SUPERHERO of the day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag's strap broke and he brought along a paper bag for me.&lt;br /&gt;Such a sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at ThaiExpress when Fyshie was working.&lt;br /&gt;A nice dinner with him.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Far East to get myself a new bag.&lt;br /&gt;Darling loved it so much because it is checkered. (:&lt;br /&gt;Love it too. Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;The journey home was fun again.&lt;br /&gt;How I wished the school term never starts, so we can continue teasing each other..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Painted nails at home.&lt;br /&gt;Was bored the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Darling came over to accompany me as we unleash our timetables.&lt;br /&gt;Not good at all. Hate it totally.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, somehow I'm glad that I've got Sharlene, someone I can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;I just broke down so many times.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm foolish. But I can't hide my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to lunch at Mos Burger. His first time. (;&lt;br /&gt;Then nuggets and sundaes at Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I didn't feel full at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then we just walked around Cwp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied him to work.&lt;br /&gt;It felt just like Really Quality Time spent tgt.&lt;br /&gt;I loved sitting silently under the void deck with you.&lt;br /&gt;And playing with the playground car.&lt;br /&gt;Then you left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just want to spent my every single second of my life meaningfully with him.&lt;br /&gt;Things will be hard for us, and I seriously hope we can pull thru tgt.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can, I know you can, darling.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry alright. I'm always by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7757459954979640006?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7757459954979640006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7757459954979640006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-somehow-i-wished-i-could-meet.html' title='Don&apos;t worry..'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2802783533803522331</id><published>2008-04-12T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:11:27.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two month anniiiiiii!</title><content type='html'>No one will know how it feels to look at the Flyer so up close, until he tries it out.&lt;br /&gt;I got more excited as we got nearer and nearer.&lt;br /&gt;And! Don't ever walk from City Hall MRT on a blazing day.&lt;br /&gt;You'll definitely melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we went there yesterday in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;HOT HOT HOT day!&lt;br /&gt;Had Jack's Place's Grilled Chicken for lunch at Compass and we Nel-ed down to town.&lt;br /&gt;Boyboy's so elated he's got this phone back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then! To get my greatly anticipated two month gift!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo&lt;/span&gt; with pink heart for Him, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BigBird&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with red heart for me.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it's super cute can! Love it totally!&lt;br /&gt;Your sashimi street babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Flyer! Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;Reached CH MRT station and was told to just walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;Alright. She should have told me, a LONG walk straight.&lt;br /&gt;I think I did walk at least 3 kilometres. It's so far!&lt;br /&gt;And under the sun, we were no different from &lt;em&gt;roast-ing pigs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we landed our feets into the plaza? What do you call that?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was kind of quiet there. The park somehow reminded me of Jurassic Park. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea! We bought the tickets that looked like boarding passes of airlines.&lt;br /&gt;The Flyer's capsule looked big from near.. Quite bulky looking..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the 18th of April! Woohoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate cup corns and had slurpee alongside the river at Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;We sat there and took two pictures, while listening to a band play.&lt;br /&gt;The songs were quite nice. Baby, I was listening okay! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around Marina.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much except the Ferrari Jackets from Puma we liked! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK NEW YORK! (He kept saying NYDC!)&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a chicken thigh and he got himself a half spring chicken with penne.&lt;br /&gt;Had chocolate ice cream with a very nice presentation of the waffle.&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon me for forgetting the mouthwatering names.&lt;br /&gt;One very interesting name I went crazy over: &lt;strong&gt;JiggyPiggy!&lt;/strong&gt; CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another interesting fact is the free flow cotton candy a.k.a candy floss.&lt;br /&gt;They were even dripping! :p&lt;br /&gt;Both of us took one whole and a half each!&lt;br /&gt;Which spells &lt;u&gt;S-I-N-F-U-L...&lt;/u&gt; *tsktsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; nosey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all the way home. It was scary kay!&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2802783533803522331?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2802783533803522331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2802783533803522331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-month-anniiiiiii.html' title='Two month anniiiiiii!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7408713852526588559</id><published>2008-04-10T18:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:45:26.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R_3s13yaXYI/AAAAAAAAA6M/C7PU20c02cE/s1600-h/sun.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187562756053294466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R_3s13yaXYI/AAAAAAAAA6M/C7PU20c02cE/s320/sun.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello My Sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was supposed to be the Gym Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But because I took my med with herbal drink, I got this nausea feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It lasted quite a while, so my boy and I used the computer instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then left for lunch after I felt better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate Sakae! Haha, but finally we got kinda tired of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so fun watching him do funny faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought stuffs and went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling finally got his chance to play with Rex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, both of them were really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so warm to watch Rex lie so comfortably on his chest while sitting on his lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7408713852526588559?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7408713852526588559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7408713852526588559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-sun.html' title='My Sun!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R_3s13yaXYI/AAAAAAAAA6M/C7PU20c02cE/s72-c/sun.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8870248622334777114</id><published>2008-04-08T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:58:09.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours adhered</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Worked shift 1 with Jacqueline having her OJT2.&lt;br /&gt;Was okay. Just thaat I wanted so much to die!&lt;br /&gt;My throat was on fire and I was forbidded to drink sufficient water. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling came to fetch me and we went for a walk around IOS.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda funny telling him things here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally got his chocs at CandyEmpire. :p&lt;br /&gt;Then we left for Chinatown for dianxin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad. I couldn;t eat any fried stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;He said when he saw the pictures of the fried food, he could literally see a person slashing my throat with a knife! Eew!!&lt;br /&gt;Had steamed stuffs and congee in the end.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and got muffins for home. Banana one quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;He stayed a while at my house to watch the 9pm's last epi.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;NCC Cadets' Affirmation Ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;Went to attend that with my boy to support Filian.&lt;br /&gt;We felt like parents. Haha, the usher said to us,"Parents, this way." Like omg!&lt;br /&gt;It was okay, suddenly felt a &lt;em&gt;sense of don't-know-what&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Like I want to join NCC too! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun on our way back!&lt;br /&gt;Him, pretending to be angry and me, trying to make him laugh!&lt;br /&gt;FUNFUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Went to pray to ancestors at usual place.&lt;br /&gt;Rex was super cute the whole day! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at granny's place and girls' talk in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice actually (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doc's in the morning and met him there.&lt;br /&gt;Bought cooling water and he ate Yakun.&lt;br /&gt;Then we train-ed down to Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His phone needed servicing. So went to Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to pay Fel a visit. Then left for Sony Ericsson.&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy, everything had to be erased! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to The Ship and had lunch there.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to eat Fish &amp;amp; Chips, but I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;So I ate this Chicken Ala Ship. Haha, weird name.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, It's Grilled chicken with melted cheese on it and ham and mushroom in between.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh? :D Nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my fringe and 2inches of my longlong hair snipped off!&lt;br /&gt;*cries!*&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that, it'll grow back soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Rogue Crocodile at Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda cute you know. But it's not as thrilling and frightening.&lt;br /&gt;You can still give it a go even if you are faint-hearted. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacked at LJS feeling kinda sad after he wasn't really wanting the Elmo &amp;amp; Bigbird. :(&lt;br /&gt;They're so cute there was no way I'm forgetting them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then he promised to get them after his phone gets back from svcing!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! :D Super big smilies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Beard Papa and let him try it.&lt;br /&gt;I still think the ones I had a few years back tasted nicer..&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's still nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my Red checkered blouse from Fox and he loved it so much even till now! Hees!&lt;br /&gt;♥s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;He's sleeping at this moment! After training for OneDegreeFifteen's event in school (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8870248622334777114?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8870248622334777114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8870248622334777114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/friday-worked-shift-1-with-jacqueline.html' title='Colours adhered'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5593948104705549409</id><published>2008-04-03T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:12:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>I don't have a single idea whatever I was doing the last few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I just went back there and read on and on.&lt;br /&gt;And then I just hurt myself. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;As I read, little tears just formed.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm alright. And Dajie too, hope your sis will be alright too.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it there is no support for me this particular moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juat blame myself for bringing all these upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5593948104705549409?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5593948104705549409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5593948104705549409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2064501637916581477</id><published>2008-04-02T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:40:04.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up.</title><content type='html'>Real upset now.&lt;br /&gt;And I Thank God I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girls when it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;They were real great; Amanda, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Raudha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yup, I'm not feeling the least great now.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it totally, I have to be frank.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;demotivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Went to celebrate Daddy's birthday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ECP's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Long Beach.&lt;br /&gt;It's super cramp in there but the food there was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Nice night there.&lt;br /&gt;We even had a great laugh there at the water sport place.&lt;br /&gt;It was super funny looking at the person fall and fall non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY: &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met darling and went for breakfast and a haircut for him.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home for a swim with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Filian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun swimming, I haven't had such fun swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Bought Black Forest cake for Dad and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a little nap before cutting the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Then my cough started.... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and mopped the floor straight after washing up.&lt;br /&gt;Showered, brought him up, he ate his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;luch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and cake and we left house.&lt;br /&gt;Plaza Sing-ed, ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gelare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and walked around.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Slam, a movie I didn't really know what message it was trying to bring across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my sandals with flora prints at C&amp;amp;K!&lt;br /&gt;Bought the black one! Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Loved it totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinnered at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ichiban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sushi and Darling ate a spread!&lt;br /&gt;He was like so delighted. My little boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;Work, Shift 2. Talked to him for like 15 minutes while on the way to work.&lt;br /&gt;Then hanged up, continued on journey with songs.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Siloso's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;woohoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Seafood Marinara! Nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back, had a lovely day talking to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Closing was troublesome cos we could not arm the building.&lt;br /&gt;Finally checked and got the fault fixed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down bunkers, changing halfway, the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OJT's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; name struck me.&lt;br /&gt;Real Hard.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for worries and all.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. My worst fear came true few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda heartwarming to see them want me to stay. I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. The bad news gives me another reason to say I wanna quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And disappointment hit me hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do. I think I might have owed Heaven a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Everything's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; making a fool out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was glad Amanda accompanied me to take the North-South line when she could have just gotten home on North-East line. Really really enjoyed my conversation with her. She's really really cute! Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;IOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. I'm just not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm getting all sorts of flu symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;Even after two bottles of water at work, I still feel the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2064501637916581477?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2064501637916581477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2064501637916581477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/04/real-upset-now.html' title='Shut up.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3734606521319537438</id><published>2008-03-29T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:18:29.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthy and moreeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thank you dearest!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La, was thinking too much just now after reading jacq's blog. And yes, I won't deny the fact that I'm still reading it. Alright, I knew such a thing would not happen to my darling boy. I wasn't sure, there was bound to be this little nudging feeling that makes me insecure. Then I asked him. Thank god, I just wanted to reconfirm. Thanks for being so understanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleaned and packed the storage place under my parent's bed. Met up with darling who came over from Cwp after buying the tickets. Was kinda surprising, cos I was about to board the bus in a few seconds. When he reached, I just looked at him blankly. What happened on Friday night just left me emotionally weak and lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was thinking alot the whole day, even throughout out Semi Pro. A movie with truck loads of vulgarities! Yep, left the cinema for our weekly Sakae. Lols. I don't seem to get sick of it. I think I can be a rice bin already! Strolled around for a while and he sent me home. Seemed to be a very hard time for us both to part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up feeling REALLY scared. Like as if he was going to ignore me and leave me. I just felt I had lost him totally. And all because of the stupid dreams about all these the entire night! I got super scared and got up to text him. He call me up and said I was silly and all. Haha, then his little message after we hung up made me more assured (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did cleaning the whole day. My sis and I did the scrap board for Daddy's birthday! He's gonnd be super happy!! I knew He longed to reeive something like that when he saw my handmade scrap book for my first month anni'y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work, super tired when I reached home. Bathed, packed last min stuffs and left for SengKang to meet up with darling. Took the bus there and ate the tiny pink bus he's mum steamed. According to him, they were filled with Fillings and Feelings. Cheeky boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us walked into the chalet and found the rest of them. Played a few game of cards, talked to Dajie and went to bring GOOD LUCK for darling's black jack game. Lols! Then comforted Dajie, was so hurt to see her in this state. Went out for a longlong walk. Had heart to heart talk with Dajie, Dage and Rayner. Alex they all wanted to go to Elias Park. So we just followed behind and talked all through. Then went back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dage and I took a bottle of soft drink sat outside the chalet and chatted. Away from all the noise and out to the mozzie place. I talked about my boy and he talked about her. Both of us sent Dj to the road for a taxi and went back. Darling came out complaining about mosquito bites. Dg stayed at the chalet as the both of us lay by the pool. A little sweet time together at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we both sent Carmen to the bus stop for work when we got back. Out again! I felt like I was some kind of &lt;strong&gt;supergirl &lt;/strong&gt;trying to fight off the lastttttt energy I had. I was super ache-y and sleepy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back again and darling took over Rayner's monopoly game. I lay on the mattress and rested my head on his lap, and fell asleep. Such a pig. I couldn't stay awake any longer. Slept for about 45minutes and I swear I dreamt about monopoly with their loud game! Woke, darling's turn to lie on me after losing. They finally ended the game around 9.30am with Darling and Xiuping bankrupt and Dage the winner. Like finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;9.45am the 3 guys went swimming and I tagged along. The rest was out to eat. Yes, and the sun was so strong I couldn't resist the temptation of tanning. And so I sat down there feeling kinda satisfied after 30minutes! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back, my boy, Dg, Dj and I took the beds! Yay! I listened to Dj's story for Dg till I slept. Woke around 2hours later for luch and WildWildWet. Dearest wanted to go there so much and he was like a little kiddo as I watched him play in the rain! Dg, Dj, Jackson, Darling and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showered and had the Barbeque night. More people started strolling into the chalet. Then cook some and ate some. What Michelle said about my boy calling me "xiaomei" was funny. Yep, and I ate the first prawn he peeled in his life! Yay! (: Had marshmallow feast with him, Fyshie and Rayner. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People were playing cards, Bluff and blackjack. Went down to look at the blackjack game baby was playing. Wanted to try my luck a little but he didn't want me to. Lol. So I continued watching till it was left with 3 people playing as the rest backed out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling wanted to continue playing and watch TV. So I went up and forced Rayner to stay awake to play cards with me! Haha! I won 5 out of 7 rounds and was super happy! Hah! Rayner wanted to take a break to sleep. In the end I played darling's phone till I was so groggy. Dearest came up at 2am tgt with Carmen and the 4 of us slept. He was so hot because of the sun burns, and I had the blankie all to myself! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the chalet for McDonald's and saw Saihah there. Haha! Then the rest took this bus and left the both of us only- we were going to SK. So ya, went to his house to put his bag. Then we both fell asleep for 45minutes. Haha, I was so sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabbed home. Shared the ice poppop and he watched movie online while I mopped the floor. Showered got ready and left house again. Dinnered at foodcourt, snacked Ichiban's mango pudding (darling's favourite!) and choc coronet. Left after buying the supposedly Honeylemon turned out Sourplum. Parted with him and had to bring the weird tasting drink I bought for him along. Eew, I finished the whole bottle on the NEL. How brave of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to island for Staff Meeting. Met Serene and hugged her at the escalator! Been a long time since I last met her! Lols, and Anwar was right behind me. He just smiled. I was kinda surprised he smiled. Then during the SM, the bomb came- Anwar was leaving. Felt a little sad as he was the supervisor I liked the most, though he looked stern always. And he was the one who interviewed me.. The whole attractions crew were just so reluctant to leave when he told us the news. No one knew about it beforehand, many cried.. He really did alot to groom our team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sense of achievement! I cleared all the stuff in my cardboard above my shelf and moved everything to the already emptied storage space above my wardrobe. Since I said 'above' a few times, you can just imagine just how many times I'd climbed up and down the ladder. Yup! And I finally did it, together with shifting the last 2 semester's school books to the cardboard above. Haha. Happy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bathed, went to granny's for laksa! (: Yay! Then played a little piano there. Played with Rex and took photo's with him (: Haha, he fiddled with my phone till he accidentally sent a blank message to darling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183211793961199090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R-53qi6sJfI/AAAAAAAAA50/f4U3UJpUkvQ/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183211884155512322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R-53vy6sJgI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y0O8X2LUJtI/s320/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183211957169956370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R-530C6sJhI/AAAAAAAAA6E/KGMRGit0bf0/s320/Image84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;hearts; "Meow" my darling's also so cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3734606521319537438?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3734606521319537438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3734606521319537438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/monthy-and-moreeeeeee.html' title='Monthy and moreeeeeee!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R-53qi6sJfI/AAAAAAAAA50/f4U3UJpUkvQ/s72-c/Image043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1390094043252040250</id><published>2008-03-23T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:50:07.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore! :(</title><content type='html'>Not feeling well yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before was a painful and regretful one for me. Nah, everything's fine now. I'm glad you called back. (I was so scared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as I was saying. I didn't go to work last morning. Reported sick when my call was picked up after like 2 hours. Then went back to sleep till 10 before making a trip down to the doc's with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle wasn't working as he is currently in Bangkok for anniversary trip (SO SWEET!). It was another guy who saw us. Not bad, asked thorough questions.. (: Yep, then checked blood pressure. Suspected of low blood pressure! But was fine. No such thing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, bought lunch and went home. Didn't have appetite, so threw a large portion to my brother and shared with my sis.. Felt super drowsy and went to nap for 5 hours till 8pm. Such a pig! Had dinner, showered, watched teevee and to bed again! That was only around 11plus. Oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up at 1130am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I could sleep that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Besides, I'm taking med that constantly makes me hungry!&lt;br /&gt;I get hungry immediately after a meal.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1390094043252040250?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1390094043252040250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1390094043252040250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/sore.html' title='Sore! :('/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4845429218705241882</id><published>2008-03-23T23:52:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:09:18.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picy Picy Pics!</title><content type='html'>Fysh's Birthday Celebration&lt;br /&gt;13th March 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180983521978361314" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I felt bad, after playing only for 45 minutes I wanted to stop. I just felt so tired and ache-y. Went back home, showered and lunched the noodles brought back by mum and cooked by granny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling played neopets while I acted angry, playing games on his phone. FUN! Left for Causeway Point with Filian; he went for Kumon. Yep, so the both of us went to buy the tickets for Step Up 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the mall for the million-th time and finall went for movie! Was anticipating so much, and yet it wasn't that good. The first one was surely waaaaay better. Anyways, I still loved the dance moves they had. Bought Delifrance's Fruit and Peach Tarts for family and darling and bidded darling bye-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;Work. Really. Nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of quitting soooon.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;Went to darling's house in the morning to play. The Wii thingy was super fun! I loved the tennis game, was so real with the swings and all. Played till a stupid fat mozzie kept pestering us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left in the afternoon to meet up with Filian at Causeway Point for Sakae Buffet. A treat for him since he didn't get the chance to eat it for a long time. Lols, for my boy and I, it's like every week. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some stuffs: Bread, Mango Pudding and Tee Shirts! Darling bought the tee shirt for me! Loved it alot, very sweet looking (: Went back home and I showed him class photos of my secondary school years. He kept laughing. *Angry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;Met up at darling's place in the morning first. Was feeling so tired, I slept while he played his noisy game. Ate the candy empire chocolates I got for him and left for Ang Mo Kio. Darling was like introducing the place to me there. Lunched. Had a fun trip singing ridiculously funny songs in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for so long for my turn at TTSH. Scoped again and he saw everything down my nosey passage way. Looked scary huh? Healing and don't have to get back there again. Hehs! (: Darling said he brought me good luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me home after a little tiff. But everything's alright now.&lt;br /&gt;And sorry, my dear for all the stupid stuffs I kept thinking about these past few days..&lt;br /&gt;Love you! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1604532232114331753?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1604532232114331753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1604532232114331753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/beauty-of-soul.html' title='Beauty of the Soul'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6948203644985037785</id><published>2008-03-17T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:27:20.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第九夜 by Coco Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5id6bgCElyU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5id6bgCElyU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6948203644985037785?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6948203644985037785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6948203644985037785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_17.html' title='第九夜 by Coco Lee'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1315025613203676056</id><published>2008-03-15T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:49:01.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Felicia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's kinda boring. Woke up, talked to darling, ate lunch, packed my room, cleaned all the tabletops, ironed clothes, napped, checked bro's homework, ate dinner, watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Boring life I've got today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to calculate my GPA just now. This semester it's 3.39! Haha, last semester was 3.33, so the culmulative one is 3.36. Not bad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Mgmt: B+&lt;br /&gt;Fund of F&amp;amp;B: B+&lt;br /&gt;Comm Skills 2: B&lt;br /&gt;Macroecons: A&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Mktg for H&amp;amp;T: A&lt;br /&gt;Public Speaking: C+&lt;br /&gt;Psychology: B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Anyhow, I've hanged up the picture frame on my wall and I'm very happy about it. As I awake from my slumber every single morning, I will be greeted by the smiling faces of my sweetest boy! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1315025613203676056?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1315025613203676056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1315025613203676056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweetest.html' title='Sweetest'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2776985122628702584</id><published>2008-03-15T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:39:39.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1 Monthsary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R9qqEtD5GnI/AAAAAAAAA10/NjQjKXtor9Y/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177637719407925874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R9qqEtD5GnI/AAAAAAAAA10/NjQjKXtor9Y/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 1 Month Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all that you have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;♥ you, Baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2776985122628702584?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2776985122628702584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2776985122628702584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-1-monthsary.html' title='Happy 1 Monthsary!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R9qqEtD5GnI/AAAAAAAAA10/NjQjKXtor9Y/s72-c/DSC00290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7116416257966180147</id><published>2008-03-14T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:02:30.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved by you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to mention that my darling missed me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy you know! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had got the sudden urge to play neopets again, so he created a shared neopets account! Haha, now I get to play neopets again!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's fun after not playing for around 8 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home the whole day. Argh, the whole wait for the results was so unnerving! But my results were okay. Kinda satisfied (: Haha. Darling came over after his interview and bought lunch for me! We changed the bedsheets together and started playing neopets! It's so cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the night doing darling's present. I feel a sense of accomplishment (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched me to my boy's place where I waited for him to shower, watching some old drama serial that was BORING! Met them and set off to Kallang's leisure park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first ICE SKATING experience there! It was so scary for a first-timer like me.. But it was okay. I fel like 3 or 4 times.. But the funny thing was that it didn't hurt at all. I don't know why others always say how their butts became sore and all.. Weird. It was very fun anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Kbox and had some buffet thingy. Halfways through, I just broke down. I was thinking alot. Listening to the songs just made me sobbed even more. Wasn't feeling emotionally strong though darling was just beside me, cried even more when he cared. PMS problem, hate it!&lt;br /&gt;Darling sent me home, and I loved the trip back home. It was alot of staring blankly into his eyes, loved it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ ♥ Friday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our 1 monthsary celebration one day in advance. He came over so that I wouldn't need to carry the present he prepared all around. In the end, my present ended being heavier than his! Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved his gift for me loads. I can see the effort in doing the whole thing. Not easy to do. And I would never expect a guy to fold paper roses for me. And he did. I was just so touched looking at the whole work. It was just beautiful. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around one plus for town. Brought him to The Ship for lunch. Glad that he liked the place. Been a long time since I'd been there, but everything remained the same. Loved the ambience, food and all. Darling said I was matured when telling him all about my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the xiao meimei personality came back after we left the place. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to watch Step Up 2, But unfortunately both GV and Cathay's were sold out. *sobs* Had to watch 10,000 BC instead. I was almost falling asleep at some point of time, but I managed to stay awake. Okay only, kinda weird ending. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Dhoby Exchange which was really small. Back to SengKang and had Ya Kun's French Toast and Silkyz Barley. No idea why they have the 'z' for Silky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All in all, I really loved today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything he does, I just feel so loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7116416257966180147?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7116416257966180147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7116416257966180147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-forgot-to-mention-that-my.html' title='Loved by you.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8300360393986580882</id><published>2008-03-11T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:45:36.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me laugh!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a long day at town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My small fat came over in the morning and played some games on my lappie while waiting for me. Because of the game, my brother was so engrossed he ignored his work. He even knew the features and functions of the games more than his own work. Humph. Next time cannot let these two guys go together! Haha. We left after Mummy came home from work. I know my brother loves our company (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train down to Made with Love to get my alphabets. Then sat there for a while as we enjoyed our 'Chocolate' confetti cupcake (which didn't seem to have any chocolate in it) and the huge bottle of Snapple. Captured quite a number of pictures there! ♥s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Taka in the drizzle from PS. Hee, a very nice walk (:&lt;br /&gt;Ate a little there and went scouring for Fyshie's present! In the end, we bought an Organic Cow named, Myrtle Moo from Marks &amp;amp; Spencer for her. Haha, really cute I tell you. Made from organic milk, white and dark chocolates. Actually wanted to buy a baby bottle of Chardonnay. But we're not of age.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borders has quite some really interesting books... Right dear?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both went to meet them to celebrate Felicia's birthday at Sakae. Ate the dinner where we ate really little and went walking around town. Darling and I were acting just like as if we were drunk (according to Meihwa &amp;amp; Wanying). It was really fun fooling around with my boy with Barbarian languages and children songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the MRT, there was this guy who kept smiling at the sight of the both of us. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was kinda 'not-so-nice' today. Maybe because of the lack of staff? I just felt a little lost here and there. And because ot the rain I felt worse. The raindrops were dirty cause both my leggies were itching sooooo much after in contact with the rain.. So itchy, I look so awkward with that i'm-feeling-so-itchy expression. Gosh! I just loved the messages with my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one lovely thing.&lt;br /&gt;I had a GOOD HAIR DAY today!&lt;br /&gt;Even the curls looked extremely apealing ♥!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8300360393986580882?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8300360393986580882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8300360393986580882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/make-me-laugh.html' title='Make me laugh!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1390633869585059908</id><published>2008-03-09T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:26:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OhWell</title><content type='html'>Oh well, been a week again. Had a totally filled week with so much love. Meeting up with him almost everyday and also rostering myself for work. (: Anyway, I gotta need some more beauty sleep!! After next week, after next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Monday:&lt;br /&gt;My fat pig came over to swim early early in the morning! Lols, saw him in trunks! Haha. Swam a little, showered, slept for a while and then left for town. Bought a pair of yellow shorts and a blue spag top from Cotton On. Finally got the stuffs I wanted to get from PS! And then I burnt a big big hole in my pocket! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;First time going back after the 1 month break from work. Kinda missed IOS, nothing much actually. The day wasn't anything nice till my baby came to fetch me from the island! (: I was so happy the whole time we left the island, dinner, the trip back home! Oh oh oh! It's like just so delighted to see him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my boy and went to the island. Was a really rainy day, so it kinda dampened our moods a little. And a little further when we found the Sakae there closed (for refurbishments!) :( Made a trip back to Harbourfront centre and had it there instead.. AND! The computer mouse the had there was a froggie's face! It was oh-so-cute! Darling took a really fat faced picture of me with food stuffed in my cheeks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Was up for Shift 1 and had to woke at 0545hrs. Made a trip down to the island and on the way, baby called me up to accompany me on my journey to work. Was so sweet!! (: 2 new OJT girls. Michelle and Amanda. Nothing much, the usual, with a super-COLD weather! Brrr... Journey back to cwp was depressing.. :( Bought 3 sets of lingerie that were so sweet looking! (: Then got myself foundation which was a real deal and a natural coloured lippie from Maybelline. Got a bronze clutch for free! I think I was too sad to think about how much I was spending. I want that mousse blusher! The shade I wanted was out of stock! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! Darling gave me a pink cotton candy! (: loved it! So fluffy! Had early breakfast at cwp's McDonald's with darling boy. And I finally got the chance to taste my Big Breakfast! Years of wait!! Hahaha! He doesn't have dining etiquette, just like me! Yay! (: Walked around and bought some things I needed and not needed. Had some stupid but funny air-con jokes at Popular! Ha! He came to my place and he helped me complete the cardboard thingy. Then he left for work. Stayed at home doing some 'more important stuffs' and went on my search for Hougang Swimming Complex. It was a little comfusing yet, I got the place right, all by myself! Sense of accomplishment, you know. Then waited there for him to knock off. He came out. Saw me. And gave a shocked face. So cute! (: Ya, I know I totally surprised him till he was speechless. Haha, yes, and he took such a looooong time to recover from his shock. Poor boy.. He sent me home, I was supposed to send him but he didn't allowed me to. In the end, we bought chicken pies and ate them on the way back. Sat by the pool and shared that sweeeeeeet fruit tart! Loved it! We lay on the same bench and watch the stars while listening to the few memorable songs.. What a beautiful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Work. After lunch, Baby apparently appeared unexpectedly in front of me at IOS! I was like so so so so so elated you know. Kind of not wanting to believe I was looking at him. Lol! Then Azimah said he was such a sweet guy. Haha! He left after we met for less than a minute. Didn't want him to leave.. But he really made my day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1390633869585059908?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1390633869585059908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1390633869585059908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohwell.html' title='OhWell'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1677697109945113349</id><published>2008-03-09T02:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:37:01.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; there was then when I went speechless</title><content type='html'>Oh well, been a week again. Had a totally filled week with so much love. Meeting up with him almost everyday and also rostering myself for work. (: Anyway, I gotta need some more beauty sleep!! After next week, after next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fat pig came over to swim early early in the morning! Lols, saw him in trunks! Haha. Swam a little, showered, slept for a while and then left for town. Bought a pair of yellow shorts and a blue spag top from Cotton On. Finally got the stuffs I wanted to get from PS! And then I burnt a big big hole in my pocket! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time going back after the 1 month break from work. Kinda missed IOS, nothing much actually. The day wasn't anything nice till my baby came to fetch me from the island! (: I was so happy the whole time we left the island, dinner, the trip back home! Oh oh oh! It's like just so delighted to see him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my boy and went to the island. Was a really rainy day, so it kinda dampened our moods a little. And a little further when we found the Sakae there closed (for refurbishments!) :( Made a trip back to Harbourfront centre and had it there instead.. AND! The computer mouse the had there was a froggie's face! It was oh-so-cute! Darling took a really fat faced picture of me with food stuffed in my cheeks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was up for Shift 1 and had to woke at 0545hrs. Made a trip down to the island and on the way, baby called me up to accompany me on my journey to work. Was so sweet!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 new OJT girls. Michelle and Amanda. Nothing much, the usual, with a super-COLD weather! Brrr... Journey back to cwp was depressing.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got myself foundation which was a real deal and a natural coloured lippie from Maybelline. Got a bronze clutch for free! I think I was too sad to think about how much I was spending. I want that mousse blusher! The shade I wanted was out of stock! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! Darling gave me a pink cotton candy! (: loved it! So fluffy! Had early breakfast at cwp's McDonald's with darling boy. And I finally got the chance to taste my Big Breakfast! Years of wait!! Hahaha! He doesn't have dining etiquette, just like me! Yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and bought some things I needed and not needed. Had some stupid but funny air-con jokes at Popular! Ha! He came to my place and he helped me complete the cardboard thingy. Then he left for work. Stayed at home doing some 'more important stuffs' and went on my search for Hougang Swimming Complex. It was a little comfusing yet, I got the place right, all by myself! Sense of accomplishment, you know. Then waited there for him to knock off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came out. Saw me. And gave a shocked face. So cute! (: Ya, I know I totally surprised him till he was speechless. Haha, yes, and he took such a looooong time to recover from his shock. Poor boy.. He sent me home, I was supposed to send him but he didn't allowed me to. In the end, we bought chicken pies and ate them on the way back. Sat by the pool and shared that sweeeeeeet fruit tart! Loved it! We lay on the same bench and watch the stars while listening to the few memorable songs.. What a beautiful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. After lunch, Baby apparently appeared unexpectedly in front of me at IOS! I was like so so so so so elated you know. Kind of not wanting to believe I was looking at him. Lol! Then Azimah said he was such a sweet guy. Haha! He left after we met for less than a minute. Didn't want him to leave.. But he really made my day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1677697109945113349?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1677697109945113349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1677697109945113349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-well-been-week-again.html' title='&amp; there was then when I went speechless'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5454712248204021842</id><published>2008-03-01T23:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:48:31.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures galore! (2)</title><content type='html'>CNY day 4&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I totally forgot to take pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Just slipped right off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, darling came over to my house early in the morning and went for dian xin with my family together with Shaun. Went to grandaunts place and then to Xavier's place. Was here and there the whole day. Then travelled to Bishan. See, I told you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY day 3&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHEqLWG5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/AEwJh2Zgl9k/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814161122827154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHEqLWG5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/AEwJh2Zgl9k/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHFaLWG6I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/_NNR4JcrhRc/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814174007729058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHFaLWG6I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/_NNR4JcrhRc/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHGKLWG7I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EMUzEIWlzmM/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172814186892630962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHGKLWG7I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EMUzEIWlzmM/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mF0qLWG2I/AAAAAAAAAzw/DUE--GGaVqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172812786733292386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mF0qLWG2I/AAAAAAAAAzw/DUE--GGaVqQ/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mF1KLWG3I/AAAAAAAAAz4/o9OdWzy-LbI/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172812795323226994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mF1KLWG3I/AAAAAAAAAz4/o9OdWzy-LbI/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mF2KLWG4I/AAAAAAAAA0A/U2hPIQzyxK0/s1600-h/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172812812503096194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mF2KLWG4I/AAAAAAAAA0A/U2hPIQzyxK0/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mEJ6LWGzI/AAAAAAAAAzY/LKtzocUW5FI/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172810952782256946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mEJ6LWGzI/AAAAAAAAAzY/LKtzocUW5FI/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mEKqLWG0I/AAAAAAAAAzg/bom0COlIASw/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172810965667158850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mEKqLWG0I/AAAAAAAAAzg/bom0COlIASw/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mEK6LWG1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kkv4aUKWXEM/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172810969962126162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mEK6LWG1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/Kkv4aUKWXEM/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mDLaLWGwI/AAAAAAAAAzA/F_i-Qbv5Cmc/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172809879040432898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mDLaLWGwI/AAAAAAAAAzA/F_i-Qbv5Cmc/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mDMKLWGxI/AAAAAAAAAzI/a40yXGRkHW4/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172809891925334802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mDMKLWGxI/AAAAAAAAAzI/a40yXGRkHW4/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mDNaLWGyI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/aCV-qnar3N0/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172809913400171298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mDNaLWGyI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/aCV-qnar3N0/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAyqLWGuI/AAAAAAAAAyw/feeiFkv39XI/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172807254815415010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAyqLWGuI/AAAAAAAAAyw/feeiFkv39XI/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAy6LWGvI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aKnmlYS3OTI/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172807259110382322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAy6LWGvI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aKnmlYS3OTI/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAOKLWGrI/AAAAAAAAAyY/PmrTQhyrtVo/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172806627750189746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAOKLWGrI/AAAAAAAAAyY/PmrTQhyrtVo/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAO6LWGsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/U3e7g_0BoTk/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172806640635091650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAO6LWGsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/U3e7g_0BoTk/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAPqLWGtI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HcCXat_UAVc/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172806653519993554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mAPqLWGtI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HcCXat_UAVc/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l_LqLWGoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/J8dFC2Y1TnM/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172805485288888962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l_LqLWGoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/J8dFC2Y1TnM/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l_M6LWGpI/AAAAAAAAAyI/5dDaASr5jA8/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172805506763725458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l_M6LWGpI/AAAAAAAAAyI/5dDaASr5jA8/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172804166733929074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l9-6LWGnI/AAAAAAAAAx4/1FEpN0YiHjI/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l_NKLWGqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/giXnsLiJ4Ho/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172805511058692770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l_NKLWGqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/giXnsLiJ4Ho/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172804149554059858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l996LWGlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/sxvDIiHN1z8/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172803123056876098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l9CKLWGkI/AAAAAAAAAxg/D-4quyEU9pE/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l9BqLWGjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/jva82_trUo0/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172803114466941490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l9BqLWGjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/jva82_trUo0/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l8AaLWGfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/jUWwf8eeTzA/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172801993480477170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l8AaLWGfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/jUWwf8eeTzA/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l8B6LWGgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/uCL-4C47cvw/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172802019250280962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l8B6LWGgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/uCL-4C47cvw/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l8CaLWGhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/u_uMw1ILghg/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172802027840215570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l8CaLWGhI/AAAAAAAAAxI/u_uMw1ILghg/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172803105877006882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l9BKLWGiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7IWdzF3X8qA/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5454712248204021842?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5454712248204021842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5454712248204021842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures-galore-2.html' title='Pictures galore! (2)'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8mHEqLWG5I/AAAAAAAAA0I/AEwJh2Zgl9k/s72-c/IMG_0161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6009527302219394223</id><published>2008-03-01T23:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:50:25.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures galore! (1)</title><content type='html'>Filian Lee's 13th Birthday! (26JAN08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172797217476843954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l3qaLWGbI/AAAAAAAAAwY/KPhAgvM_tHo/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l5ZKLWGcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/r0acZEH_xbE/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172799120147356098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l5ZKLWGcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/r0acZEH_xbE/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l5ZqLWGdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/HznhUx316AQ/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172799128737290706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l5ZqLWGdI/AAAAAAAAAwo/HznhUx316AQ/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l5aKLWGeI/AAAAAAAAAww/YhMxJfGjgww/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172799137327225314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l5aKLWGeI/AAAAAAAAAww/YhMxJfGjgww/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l3paLWGZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LDvdefHec1E/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172797200296974738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l3paLWGZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LDvdefHec1E/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l3p6LWGaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/LhP_f_9gf5U/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172797208886909346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l3p6LWGaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/LhP_f_9gf5U/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve (31DEC07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172795641223846274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l2OqLWGYI/AAAAAAAAAwA/T7Us7kxiJMQ/s320/NYE+2007+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172792467243014498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8lzV6LWGWI/AAAAAAAAAvw/uln_OCwnK2o/s320/NYE+2007+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8lzU6LWGUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Ut0TO92YV1I/s1600-h/NYE+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172792450063145282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8lzU6LWGUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Ut0TO92YV1I/s320/NYE+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172795619749009778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l2NaLWGXI/AAAAAAAAAv4/J8IWccWlW14/s320/NYE+2007+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6009527302219394223?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6009527302219394223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6009527302219394223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures-galore-1.html' title='Pictures galore! (1)'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8l3qaLWGbI/AAAAAAAAAwY/KPhAgvM_tHo/s72-c/IMG_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-4414343781559983728</id><published>2008-03-01T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:43:25.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8g2IKLWGTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/AQjTSjytY6A/s1600-h/flower7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172443685833808178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8g2IKLWGTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/AQjTSjytY6A/s320/flower7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought something would change.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I did, it happened again.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-4414343781559983728?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4414343781559983728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/4414343781559983728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad.html' title='Bad.'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R8g2IKLWGTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/AQjTSjytY6A/s72-c/flower7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2068708251392393529</id><published>2008-02-23T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:02:38.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearning still.. :(</title><content type='html'>Omg, there are so many places I yearn to go/visit!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get over all those stupid papers and start visiting!&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, let the days pass faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate studying totally, not in the mood at all.&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is to rest/ grab a bite.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's really getting me going..&lt;br /&gt;HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I can feel the fats surrounding me..&lt;br /&gt;I need the sun to burn them all! No sun today.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Gotta continue with my night routine from today onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubby bubby bubby..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd just realised..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exactly 2 months to my birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excited!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2068708251392393529?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2068708251392393529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2068708251392393529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/yearning-still.html' title='Yearning still.. :('/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6425860696665733464</id><published>2008-02-22T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:11:39.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baa ba la</title><content type='html'>1 paper down, 3 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intensive studying&lt;/strong&gt; yet nothing goes inside. :(&lt;br /&gt;Sharky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so missing the sun alright!&lt;br /&gt;I waiting for my dear boy to date me out for tanning.&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait wait...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to date him instead. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169821970616844210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R77lsP6gf7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/o7fF76Z-bu4/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ I'm so proud of my lifeguard boy!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6425860696665733464?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6425860696665733464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6425860696665733464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/baa-ba-la.html' title='baa ba la'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R77lsP6gf7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/o7fF76Z-bu4/s72-c/DSC00144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7650779907937839561</id><published>2008-02-19T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:18:26.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I D E A S !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Loolaa laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm so filled with this one idea.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna collect them all and get started after the exams!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmans, I don't know why, but I hate studying now. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm anticipating the idea so much I wanna get over the exams asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend's really sweet to call me every now and then to make sure I'm studying (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ hugs and kisses!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7650779907937839561?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7650779907937839561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7650779907937839561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-d-e-s.html' title='I D E A S !'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1242396066919630587</id><published>2008-02-17T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:25:45.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beautiful start</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;14FEB-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines' Day was a very sweet night for me.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day in school till 6pm, I felt so loved carrying the parcel all around.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell the whole world it was a gift from my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally school ended. Was longing for lessons to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyboy and I made a trip down to Changi Airport's Swensen's.&lt;br /&gt;And we saw my sister who was waving frantically at us when she passed by.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! The cushion on the seat was so comfy he wanting to sneak one home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get a pink stalk of rose for mummy and went to watch planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many couples at the viewing gallery..&lt;/div&gt;Apparently, the view wasn't really that nice.&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up eating the jellies I made for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to see what the jigsaw would form to become.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after showering, I went to piece them up, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;The words formed, sentences, the message and the heart-shaped balloons.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, the question by the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effort that was put in could be seen and felt.&lt;br /&gt;It was simply sweet. Smiles for the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15FEB-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started with him expressing his heartfelt words to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, "Now, I'm going to sing you a song."&lt;br /&gt;He brought up his guitar, started strumming the chords and sang Our Song.&lt;br /&gt;I was touched. Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello Boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1242396066919630587?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1242396066919630587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1242396066919630587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/start.html' title='the beautiful start'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1773507354345573459</id><published>2008-02-14T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:49:09.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Valentines' Day&lt;/span&gt; to all!&lt;br /&gt;Especially so to my dearest boy!&lt;br /&gt;♥s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1773507354345573459?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1773507354345573459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1773507354345573459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines.html' title='happy valentines&apos;!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3236681511326452213</id><published>2008-02-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T01:14:10.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole lot of a week.</title><content type='html'>I'm back! Like finally, with real posts for now.&lt;br /&gt;Been always occupied lately and I love the feeling of being occupied.&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with love, I don't mind pushing pending things later.&lt;br /&gt;The whole lot of time spent with him alone is sooooo precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month break from work, did I mention?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's been more space for me to breathe now.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I loathe work, just that I have more time for the month of Feb now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for KungFuDunk with Boyboy today.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely lovable! As in not the movie, but the moments being with him.&lt;br /&gt;Went around Causeway scouring for headphones and file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ooh, I felt pretty today (except for that sickening bump on my left cheek which he claims to be cute. ohmans!) 'cos of his sweet compliments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY (020208)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Psychology exam in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Was still feeling sick and was almost frozen to death at the lec theatre.&lt;br /&gt;The paper was oookay..&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say, just waiting for the results to be out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I'd cleared one subject!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with boyboy after the exam.&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Was longing for this day so much.&lt;br /&gt;At least some quality time to be spent together (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a trip down to Marina.&lt;br /&gt;Bought tickets for 27 Dresses.&lt;br /&gt;The guy at the counter gave us couple seats! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I missed and craved for Subway!&lt;br /&gt;So we went and satisfied my craving tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling bought Nike flipflops. Love it :D&lt;br /&gt;Wandered around and got my nail polishes and eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;Sickening. CNY is such a hassle.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie. No comments. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my pink Adidas waterbottle!&lt;br /&gt;Left boyboy for granny's for reunion dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY (050208)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met darling before school. Then went to school together (:&lt;br /&gt;A kinda short, yet long day.&lt;br /&gt;Had Sakae for dinner. Gosh, I'm getting fatter! :p&lt;br /&gt;Him, a real sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY (060208) CNY eve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had F&amp;amp;B for the whole day. Lecture then tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;In between both, my boy bought me &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;mango ice-cream!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really just for me.&lt;br /&gt;The rest wanted too. So the nicey him bought for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay! What matters most was that he got it for me (:&lt;br /&gt;I just longed for ice-cream so much when I was sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He accompanied me to Tamp interchange though he had the tempting offer of getting home by car. Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had reunion dinner at uncle's house.&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat. No shark's fin soup this year!&lt;br /&gt;*cries!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta stop here, will be back for more on CNY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( *and loads of pictures! :p)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3236681511326452213?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3236681511326452213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3236681511326452213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/whole-lot-of-week.html' title='a whole lot of a week.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6210844401952585827</id><published>2008-02-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:20:11.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still going strong..</title><content type='html'>I Thank God we are still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;Other people's complicated lives has brought me so much insights that made me so afraid of love and totally no confidence in love. Till there was him who assured me so much on everything and practically anything, but then again of course I still had my reservations. Causing him to be upset saying things I did not think better of before saying. Sorry if I hurt you, you know I'm afraid. But Thank You for all the wonderful memories and little actions which created more assurance for me on this relationship (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6210844401952585827?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6210844401952585827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6210844401952585827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-going-strong.html' title='Still going strong..'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7974053486993099487</id><published>2008-02-01T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:38:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and weak</title><content type='html'>Oh mans. I'm so worried for my dear boy.&lt;br /&gt;He's sick and all thanks to me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I must have spread it to him.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick for the past one week.&lt;br /&gt;Cough, flu, blocked nose, fever, severe headache.&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed never ending.&lt;br /&gt;We'll, only the fever did went away.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine how I can get sick just because I overworked. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my boy took real good care of me this whole time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling had been really really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;em&gt;Bought kissables for me! Accompanied me for dinner though he had dinner at home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: &lt;em&gt;Sent me out to the bus-stop and had my laptop with him in school while I went to see the doctor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: &lt;em&gt;Came to find me at the project room to say goodbye to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;em&gt; Brought a bottle of honey for me. (Really sweet of him!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night he had high fever.&lt;br /&gt;I was so worried I couldn't get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to go take care of him this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Called him up at 8am and he was feeling a lot better already.&lt;br /&gt;Relived but still worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope both of us can get well real soon to go out tomorrow after our psychology exam..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7974053486993099487?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7974053486993099487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7974053486993099487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/02/down-and-weak.html' title='Down and weak'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-3505308549466232177</id><published>2008-01-27T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T00:52:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you never fail to melt my heart.</title><content type='html'>Had birthday celebration for Filian last night.&lt;br /&gt;And my dear darling was present too!&lt;br /&gt;Met him at Borders after my F&amp;amp;B over at Fysh's.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went off to get some Chicken essence and foodstuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit: My Darling is sooooo adorable to get chick essence for my family. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we shared coronet and he loved the choc one!&lt;br /&gt;I loved both custard and choc (: Yum!&lt;br /&gt;Darling bought this mini choc danish from fourleaves, sweet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showed him the Seventeen things I wanted to show him long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I realised guys like to read Seventeen too!&lt;br /&gt;He just sat on my bed looking so engrossed in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night spent with him was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us talking, eating A LOT (me), playing with Rex and taking care of him.&lt;br /&gt;First time I watched darling take care of a toddler (:&lt;br /&gt;They looked so cute holding hands together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures pictures pictures.&lt;br /&gt;My whole face was like cramp by the time the flashes were gone completely.&lt;br /&gt;Cake cake cake!&lt;br /&gt;I ate sooooooooo much cake, darling just looked at me in wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well that's me when I eat cake at my own home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling for coming.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciated you the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke right with more than 10 mosquito kisses all over.&lt;br /&gt;Sickening. Couldn't find that stupid fat mozzie.&lt;br /&gt;Itchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to uncle's clinic to get myself some medication and an MC for work.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking if I should get an MC for school tmr. Cos he asked if I needed.&lt;br /&gt;Went off to take 159 to darling's place.&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver was really nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached around 10.30am and did what we had to do.&lt;br /&gt;Today was nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot to take sis's stuff, darling passed it to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Parkway and got a red blouse for myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's like $46. The price of the dress I wanted to get.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Enough dresses for CNY, so it's blouse (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling really really tired the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Something just happened.&lt;br /&gt;Minor but wasn't pleasant at all.&lt;br /&gt;It just hurt. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;How I wished you didn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;If only you took the words I said in the past seriously..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-3505308549466232177?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3505308549466232177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/3505308549466232177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-never-fail-to-melt-my-heart.html' title='you never fail to melt my heart.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-916112735698413180</id><published>2008-01-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:46:31.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awww, so sweet..</title><content type='html'>Every girl dreams that one dayshe willfind a boy that does these things forher. Even the smallest action can havethe BIGGEST impact in someones life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her one of your t-shirts to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;• leave her cute text notes.&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;• tell her she is gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;• look into her eyes when you talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;• let her mess with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;• touch her hair.&lt;br /&gt;• just walk around with her.&lt;br /&gt;• "FORGIVE HER FOR HER MISTAKES"&lt;br /&gt;• look at her like she's the only one you see.&lt;br /&gt;• tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;br /&gt;• hold her hand when you're around your  friends.&lt;br /&gt;• when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;• let her fall asleep in your arms..&lt;br /&gt;• get her mad, then kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;• tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;br /&gt;• stay up all night with her when she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;• watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;• give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;• write her letters.&lt;br /&gt;• let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;• when she's sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;• let her know she's important.&lt;br /&gt;• let her take all the photos she wantsof you.&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;• when you fall in love with her, tell her.&lt;br /&gt;• and when you tell her, love her like you've never loved someone before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-916112735698413180?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/916112735698413180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/916112735698413180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/awww-so-sweet.html' title='awww, so sweet..'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1368612278279141204</id><published>2008-01-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:22:04.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blissed!</title><content type='html'>I feel so blissed with him around.&lt;br /&gt;Met him before work in the morning yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Then darling sent me to work. Couldn't bear to see him leave.&lt;br /&gt;When I turned back from the sentosa express queue, he was already gone. :(&lt;br /&gt;Then he messaged me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was okay. Met Ain and Christina for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;They're quite new staffs and I did closing alone with them.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, a more senior colleague will be rostered and we'll be doing closing tgt.&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice but to be the elder this time :p&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm a little afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with them before going home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my boy in the morning at Compass.&lt;br /&gt;I had breakfast at Mac's. Was craving for Big Breakfast alot actually.&lt;br /&gt;But didn't ordered it. Too filling. :(&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and bought some stationeries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Hougang Mall to meet the rest and to Rayner's house.&lt;br /&gt;Did presentation for several times with little breaks of poker and dessert :)&lt;br /&gt;Finished off and went to play badminton!&lt;br /&gt;I still love badminton! But I miss tennis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(** Hint Hint: Darling, play tennis with me one day okay?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Causeway Point with him (:&lt;br /&gt;Did some fittings at G2000 for his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the shirt he bought (:&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smelly us, perspired so much during badminton! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1368612278279141204?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1368612278279141204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1368612278279141204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/blissed.html' title='blissed!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-428003703124773198</id><published>2008-01-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:00:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft soft, sweet sweet thing.</title><content type='html'>Darling, thanks for your shoulders when I was feeling weak yesterday. Also for the bread and not forgetting the soft soft sweet sweet thing you got for me. Love it like so much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the conversation we had in the bus on the way home. We were on the expressway and were talking about brands of vehicles, etc. Ooh! And the Swipey thing too! He said only hunchbacks have Swipey. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really affected by him today because of an unfortunate event.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, all's well and over.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him and I felt for him.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I had to leave him for work.&lt;br /&gt;What you did before I left, just made me &lt;em&gt;want to stay&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad you're fine and smiling again.&lt;br /&gt;That's what matters &lt;u&gt;most&lt;/u&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-428003703124773198?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/428003703124773198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/428003703124773198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/soft-soft-sweet-sweet-thing.html' title='Soft soft, sweet sweet thing.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-490637977526874514</id><published>2008-01-13T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:07:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LG- Life's Great. not!</title><content type='html'>Great. I reckon I'll just fall real sick real soon. Pray hard it rains on Wednesday with me working at SOS and I'll just faint right on the spot for you. I don't feel good recently. Kinda restless and weak. Is that a sign or sth? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy asked me something on the line last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Hey, you know what LG is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Life's Great. And life's great for me you know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-speechless-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always has his way of making me envy him.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few moments ago, he texted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I'm going to chalet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And his reason for telling me? One answer: &lt;strong&gt;To make me jealous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, he succeeded once again. Alright. Guess I should try adding some entertainment to my life. Today's home alone for me to clear some of my projects. Shucks. Talk about LG, mine's more of LB- Life's Bad or Boring. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-490637977526874514?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/490637977526874514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/490637977526874514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/sick-o.html' title='LG- Life&apos;s Great. not!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-337139767409968191</id><published>2008-01-13T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T11:30:51.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you love.</title><content type='html'>Today's supposed to be a normal happy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Until the presence of texts from Amanda that got me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;To or not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy gave me alot of solutions to solve this problem.&lt;br /&gt;But I tried to turn them down one by one.&lt;br /&gt;All for the fact that I don't want to cause him any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Esp when he said he wanted to tell them for me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want them to blame him for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I think.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be&lt;em&gt; suffering&lt;/em&gt; all the way.&lt;br /&gt;And my boy said he don't want to see me that way.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really&lt;strong&gt; touched&lt;/strong&gt; by him today.&lt;br /&gt;The negative thoughts I had of him of me were so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;He actually thought otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for all you have done, darling.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Got some things for darling after work at Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just a little token of love for you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-337139767409968191?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/337139767409968191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/337139767409968191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-love.html' title='thank you love.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7080138537585893223</id><published>2008-01-12T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:06:14.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kissables!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was really a love-able day for me! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not going to say anything much here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prefer to share it with my heart and my love only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping my boy would not leave for lifesaving for the TP open house. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was kinda lost the whole time not seeing him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally met him after my Psycho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling bought &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hershey's kissables&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sweet of you (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154258311898507282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R4eaoFFQqBI/AAAAAAAAAu4/p9WUjMW1_X0/s320/kissables-choc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling and I went to Causeway Point for dinner at Sakae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just loved to watch him eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I took sooooo many candid shots of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mochi Ice-cream! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154258827294582818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R4ebGFFQqCI/AAAAAAAAAvA/xNKDRYQxSfw/s320/Image084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Operation of the watermelon for Vannie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched stars with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were so many of them! And were really bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we walked all the way home under the starlight for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to spend time alone with my boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the long walk home... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't want to leave my boy at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did the presentation slides for Marketing today at my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I look at the advertisement of me and him I'm just lost for words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darling came to meet us after his lifesaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met him at my bus- stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reasons I don't know, he just looked &lt;strong&gt;super handsome&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then left for Causeway for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The journey was alot of ignorings and smilings. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate at Pastamania with him and Rayner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt kinda tired so I ate very slowly. Then he kept looking at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your compliment love, I won't wear FBTs to school lah! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab your hands! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A slow day not filled with activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A day I &lt;u&gt;missed you so much&lt;/u&gt; though you were &lt;u&gt;right beside me&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7080138537585893223?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7080138537585893223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7080138537585893223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-love.html' title='kissables!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R4eaoFFQqBI/AAAAAAAAAu4/p9WUjMW1_X0/s72-c/kissables-choc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-619783358892759163</id><published>2008-01-10T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:26:30.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>repetition with love</title><content type='html'>Talking to darling on the phone now. (:&lt;br /&gt;I always feel better after talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I still love my boy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My boy still loves me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love Vanessa!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- you're still as adorable as ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-619783358892759163?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/619783358892759163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/619783358892759163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/repetition-with-love.html' title='repetition with love'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-1421739238442295079</id><published>2008-01-02T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:03:51.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown 2007/ 1st January 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday- 31 December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday- 1 January 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to report to school for Marketing PBL in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Like so &lt;s&gt;spoiler&lt;/s&gt; right. First day of school on New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the session only lasted for freaking &lt;u&gt;30 minutes!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some Marketing and POM discussion before leaving school.&lt;br /&gt;Fishie and I met up with the Andrew and Xavier after they'd changed.&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to town for a walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just walked round and round till the time came for us to meet Janice (Xavier's gf).&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! My boy bought a really nice Red Adidas tee!&lt;br /&gt;I went to look for Felicia at GAP, Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;Was happy to see her! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Had such an awkward day walking with 4 pairs of peeping eyes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe they were just not used to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know it was sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Food Republic.&lt;br /&gt;Then went down to Cine to catch AVP2.&lt;br /&gt;All of us were rushing, we were almost late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And my boy, I was just playing with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I like it when you pulled me along all the way to Cine (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the movie was such a letdown.&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting something more &lt;strong&gt;-wow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wasn't really concentrating on the movie as well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My boy is definitely more interesting! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xavier and Janice left after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;So my boy, fishie and I went to meet Rayner at Raffles City.&lt;br /&gt;Went to chill a little at TCC.&lt;br /&gt;The drink tasted alcoholic, but it wasn't..&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Captured really nice pictures with my boy there (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishie left to meet her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Rayner suddenly left us for his friends! &lt;em&gt;Grrr..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was left with my boy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat somewhere in front of Marina Square and behind the Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;So the view was nearly perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Really sweet throughout the fireworks display.&lt;br /&gt;I was just lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;Only actions could compensate for my lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Thanks love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the crowd were kinda rowdy, so I was like runnning away from them.&lt;br /&gt;Lols! I have a phobia for these people. Eew..&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup, train-ed to Kovan.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came to pick me up and my boy went home (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the first time I countdown to a new year without my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And my boy, you have done so much to make this such a memorable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Thank you love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-1421739238442295079?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1421739238442295079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/1421739238442295079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/countdown-2007.html' title='Countdown 2007/ 1st January 2008!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-5866122187737275453</id><published>2008-01-01T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:28:17.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;First day of 2008!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dearest for the wonderful last night! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-5866122187737275453?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5866122187737275453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/5866122187737275453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2008/01/dearest.html' title='Dearest.'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8291706982717825077</id><published>2007-12-30T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:46:49.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love myself crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3eyQlFQp_I/AAAAAAAAAuo/wAiprUifK_U/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did some editing to some photos last night.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to try out the program on my sis's lappy (:&lt;br /&gt;One of the results! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3eyllFQqAI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PhzAh8Adni0/s1600-h/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3eyllFQqAI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PhzAh8Adni0/s1600-h/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149781057600530434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3eyllFQqAI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PhzAh8Adni0/s320/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can identify myself as &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A HAPPY SHOPPER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't like shopping actually.&lt;br /&gt;But today's different! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent over a hundred today, but it was alright!&lt;br /&gt;Items of my needs and wants list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Draw-string sling bag- $22.90&lt;br /&gt;2. Black bag (for school!)- $49.90&lt;br /&gt;3. Black and milky green spag tops- 2 for $24&lt;br /&gt;4. Acrylic Semi-quaver Black necklace- $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: $101.80!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still elated! VERY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm a happy happy girl today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8291706982717825077?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8291706982717825077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8291706982717825077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/did-some-editing-to-photos-last-night.html' title='love myself crazy!'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3eyllFQqAI/AAAAAAAAAuw/PhzAh8Adni0/s72-c/IMG_0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-9068942955696909974</id><published>2007-12-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T18:16:30.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boogie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YeDlpEKbI/AAAAAAAAAug/1kXP_woeIaA/s1600-h/bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149336270937532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YeDlpEKbI/AAAAAAAAAug/1kXP_woeIaA/s320/bubbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My whole mind is filled.&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of questions.&lt;br /&gt;But thank god you're here (:&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten some assurance from you last night.&lt;br /&gt;Just bear with me till then alright.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles misses you!&lt;br /&gt;Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-9068942955696909974?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/9068942955696909974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/9068942955696909974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/boogie.html' title='boogie'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YeDlpEKbI/AAAAAAAAAug/1kXP_woeIaA/s72-c/bubbles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-8588249854780742084</id><published>2007-12-29T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T18:05:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007 ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas Gathering (27th December 2007)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149325890001578242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YUnVpEKQI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Z1GiPZ1wlGQ/s320/Christmas+2007+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149325894296545554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YUnlpEKRI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/_ZkAkXZKmBE/s320/Christmas+2007+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149325898591512866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YUn1pEKSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/LgnDHGHsSho/s320/Christmas+2007+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149325902886480178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YUoFpEKTI/AAAAAAAAAtg/3Lx0UyqeFZY/s320/Christmas+2007+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149329188536461634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YXnVpEKUI/AAAAAAAAAto/NcJUvytT7GI/s320/Christmas+2007+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149329197126396242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YXn1pEKVI/AAAAAAAAAtw/uUyBEBuITfU/s320/Christmas+2007+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149329201421363554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YXoFpEKWI/AAAAAAAAAt4/K7mMw4WMBKs/s320/Christmas+2007+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149330661710244242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YY9FpEKZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3_gfJxjjzu8/s320/Christmas+2007+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149329205716330866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YXoVpEKXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/VPgKNcXPmYU/s320/Christmas+2007+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149330666005211554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YY9VpEKaI/AAAAAAAAAuY/wjctyUonJks/s320/Christmas+2007+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149329759767112066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YYIlpEKYI/AAAAAAAAAuI/a1U9i5s3hpo/s320/Christmas+2007+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas Day (25th December 2007)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149322492682446978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YRhlpEKII/AAAAAAAAAsI/Mm-NsGdxvzM/s320/Christmas+2007+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YR7FpEKJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/X2A3En11eLo/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149322930769111186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YR7FpEKJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/X2A3En11eLo/s320/Christmas+2007+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YR7VpEKKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/RlxGW4dq__w/s1600-h/Christmas+2007+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149322935064078498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YR7VpEKKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/RlxGW4dq__w/s320/Christmas+2007+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149323635143747762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YSkFpEKLI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7zVSnOBgys4/s320/Christmas+2007+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149324640166095042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YTelpEKMI/AAAAAAAAAso/pyOV6UhXRuk/s320/Christmas+2007+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149324648756029666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YTfFpEKOI/AAAAAAAAAs4/X8ZOniQ-sgk/s320/Christmas+2007+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149324644461062354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YTe1pEKNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/50youskhyk8/s320/Christmas+2007+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149324653050996978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YTfVpEKPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Y5Y-KjB0Jt4/s320/Christmas+2007+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-8588249854780742084?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8588249854780742084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/8588249854780742084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007 ♥'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3YUnVpEKQI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Z1GiPZ1wlGQ/s72-c/Christmas+2007+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-7260366551020835509</id><published>2007-12-29T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:21:59.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149057192552573042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3UgPFpEKHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Q3iuwX6ZXsc/s320/flower.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-you make me feel different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a week since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Alot has happened during these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday- Sentosa outing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa with Rayner and his ex-schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite a fun day meeting and talking to new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Played games and sand.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Ray was buried. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting there was rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played night luge and skyride.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Seah Im and Ray sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;I ate stawberry sundae while walking home! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday- Scouring for Family's gifts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister and I went to Vivo and Harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;We first bought Filian's pencil case at Ripcurl.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went shopping for each other's christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 white dresses.&lt;br /&gt;One from sister for x'mas and one from granny for chinese new year clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I look sweet in the one I'm going to wear for CNY!&lt;br /&gt;(The one that Rayner and I saw! So beautiful!)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, seems like everyone loves that dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought sister a black dress and went off to Adidas.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously had no idea what to get from there.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted caps, but the one I wanted wasn't sold there.&lt;br /&gt;So I got myself a white cotton tee with golden logo and words in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a belt for Dad and a silk blouse for Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Bith at G2000. :D&lt;br /&gt;I love Mum's silk top. Gonna borrow it one day! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister got that big bear I wanted from Toy'R'Us from Shaun.&lt;br /&gt;*Jealous!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with Fika for a while at Shaun's place.&lt;br /&gt;She's so adorable. The first doggie I love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday- Christmas Day!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had christmas celebraton as usual at Mama's house.&lt;br /&gt;Think they need a bigger christmas tree already.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle James says bigger house. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the video taken 9 years back in Australia- Perth.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed till I almost died watching myself so&lt;em&gt; kuku&lt;/em&gt; in the past.&lt;br /&gt;We were all once young and childish.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, very round too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we claimed out presents from the little ones.&lt;br /&gt;We 5 have retired and passed to the next batch to distribute!&lt;br /&gt;Left for town to watch the floats.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Chatterbox. Christmas is always celebrated at Chatterbox (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday- Marketing Project&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! Went to do the stupid marketing at Xavier's home.&lt;br /&gt;Quite relaxed after doing what we thought we were supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Andrew and Xavier play Winning Eleven before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;This sweet beginning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday- Christmas outing with dearies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked 1st shift for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Sister, Shaun and Filian came in for free!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, lunched with them at Koufu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was scary during the late afternoon and evening.&lt;br /&gt;So many tour groups and FITs to handle.&lt;br /&gt;Weiyi and I almosted fainted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I could leave at 5.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet the guys with Filian along.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Fish &amp;amp; Co, Glasshouse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved all the presents! (:&lt;br /&gt;Was a nice and quiet evening. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday- Today!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, had macroecons project in school.&lt;br /&gt;Completed what we wanted to do around 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Left school and met the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for a while and we both went to Plaza Sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to watch movie cos of the timings. :(&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Thai Express with Fyshie working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent me home and he went off to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great. Something weird just happened accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;I was so shy...&lt;br /&gt;loves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-7260366551020835509?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7260366551020835509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/7260366551020835509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweet.html' title='Sweet.'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R3UgPFpEKHI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Q3iuwX6ZXsc/s72-c/flower.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-799042026396462681</id><published>2007-12-22T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T20:37:41.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messy days.. tsk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R20EqlpEKGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/7ktcuwpr04s/s1600-h/DSC02028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146775078859712610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R20EqlpEKGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/7ktcuwpr04s/s320/DSC02028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IOS was in a mess yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The disruption of water supply at Imbiah was terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It caused the washrooms to be closed and the malfunction of the chiller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, no aircon in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost died while roving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily I managed to feel that minimal amount of wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my, it was scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there were so many people for a Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited for Rayner and went to talk to people at SOS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, they're nice colleagues!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathan even offered to let me in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha, but it was alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us went to eat at some kinda Ramen place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha, first time I watched Rayner cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to see the bear bear shop and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, I was telling him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone were to bring me to customise my own bear, I'll definitely fall in love with that person! It's like.. indescribable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Jasmine on the MRT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was at Sentosa for a church amazing race thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, I never did that in Sentosa before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was very very tired yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even as I am typing now, I feel really drowsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hate my uncomfy tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faster go away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-799042026396462681?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/799042026396462681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/799042026396462681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/messy-days-tsk.html' title='messy days.. tsk.'/><author><name>vannie</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://bp1.blogger.com/_-hhktpYP8iw/R20EqlpEKGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/7ktcuwpr04s/s72-c/DSC02028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-2556183967976818517</id><published>2007-12-19T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:13:28.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I loved work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone just talked like we knew each other for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Cos we don't usually see each other.&lt;br /&gt;So it just felt great (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did quite a lot of talking on walkie today!&lt;br /&gt;I actually got tongue-tied at one point of time.&lt;br /&gt;Was so funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Tuna wrap from Subway for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad ya.&lt;em&gt; I love wraps!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go try if you haven't!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed a while after work to watch them practise YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;For the staff gethering, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Retro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I'm not going. Projects! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;beach picnic&lt;/span&gt; Sheila organised.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll be able to make it also.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. I hate my projects!&lt;br /&gt;I can't do the things I wanna do! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is definitely &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;my day with guys.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I got winked by this retail guy.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got this tour guide who almost did sth I never expected.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked. And very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;While going home in the MRT, another two guys kept staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;I really mean staring. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, what wrong things did guys eat today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-2556183967976818517?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2556183967976818517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/2556183967976818517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-work.html' title='love work!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7874347.post-6144849303805588864</id><published>2007-12-17T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:48:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long dayyyyyyy!</title><content type='html'>Coincidently, My Dad and Xavier are arriving in Thailand today!&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Andrew and I got to the airport to send Xavier off this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Met him at 8am! So freaking early! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked while they had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;His first time taking plane, so the fat and I were like telling him&lt;em&gt; this and that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols! Hope he's alright and not screaming! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to meet his family, so Andrew and I went off.&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a while to decide where to go, I've got psycho proj in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Some people were filming in the airport station...&lt;br /&gt;Andrew realised I can entertain myself &lt;em&gt;without anyone talking to me&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;That's quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Plaza Sing and Cathay to check out the timings for&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Enchanted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo! Like finally can watch it! :D&lt;br /&gt;Alot of &lt;strong&gt;weird stuffs&lt;/strong&gt; popped out during the journey.&lt;br /&gt;Not literally, but as in in the conversations.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn funny and cheeky la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around PS to see if I could get anything for the wrappings.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few choices, but I searched till we were almost late!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lucky. The I am Legend trailer was showing. Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enchanted &lt;/span&gt;is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very sweet and romantic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda sleepy due to the lack of lightings in cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to rest my head. &lt;em&gt;And yup, it's sweet, thanks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 518 to get back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Met Kailee and June to draw the scenes out.&lt;br /&gt;Was funny la, her human (:&lt;br /&gt;Finished in 1 hour and left school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to the fat all the way to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;He's scary when he's sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Better be careful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7874347-6144849303805588864?l=vanessavannie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6144849303805588864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7874347/posts/default/6144849303805588864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessavannie.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-dayyyyyyy.html' title='Long dayyyyyyy!'/><author><name>vannie</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></entry></feed>
