<?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-30374250</id><updated>2011-08-17T04:29:00.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uniquely CHEE-LEE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6082642919250259758</id><published>2010-03-30T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:19:47.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>It's been a long long time since we last updated this blog, dirt and dust have gathered to a huge pile here i guess. During this period of MIA, lots have happened and lots have changed. Change to an extend that I think I am lost in the wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Gerald is 4.5mths old now, he's getting a lot more cuter and rounder and definitely naughtier. He has added alot of laughter to us and sometimes alot of tears as well. He has definitely changed our lives around totally. But without him in us, our lives will not be complete either. Sometimes I do wish that time will reverse and we were back to the "just the 2 of us", but on the other hand, isn't having Lil' Gerald is our all time desire? All I can say is, whatever we have now is the best that we can ever ask for, it's all about adjustment. Whole lot of mixed feelings and a whole new phrase of life totally. Nonetheless, we love Lil' Gerald with all our heart. Btw, we dedicated our Lil' Gerald to the Lord on 27 Mar '10. The proudest moment for us so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, things have changed. People said changes are good and always for the better, but somehow I dunno about my situation at all. Yes, having an additional one is definitely a good change. But the process of adapting and all, I am not so sure. These changes are scary for me, so much so that I felt that I have lost my entire self and I dunno who I am now. I always asked, where's the brave and garang girl in me, where's the "that's nothing impossible" in me, where's the "I can do anything and everything" in me? All these seems to have disappear and suddenly I just feel lost, lost in the wilderness. Where's the independent lady in me? I begin to hate the new me. Why is the new me so full of tears, fear and loneliness? I just can't seem to survive a day without company. Felt so useless and hopeless at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seems to be inconvenient everyone in my family, that I think I have make everyone so unhappy and upset. They seems to be arranging their lives around me, so that i will be happy. But that's not what I want. I dun want to inconvenient others and make them unhappy, I dun want them to say it's ok and look perfectly alright when it's not ok at all. But what can I do? I want to break away from all these, but i simply can't do it at this point in time. All the help that I get, I really appreciate and I can't be more grateful. But the last thing I want to see is pple getting angry or frustrated at me. There are times I felt angry... angry that why are they angry with me when they willingly want to help. But what can I do... all I can think and tell myself at that point is it's because I am useless that I can't depend on myself, so I can't blame others for showing me the "face".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away from reality? Is this the root of the problem? But I am not shrinking responsibility... i want to take full responsibility and I want to be in control. I felt hurt, hurt to the max when this comes from someone so dear and close to me, that i love so much. I can't help but to condemn myself, that I am so useless. Why did I bring life to the world when i can't even handle my own life. I felt so upset and heartbreak when someone is angry with me, I am the cause of their anger, unhappiness, inconvenience, losing their own agenda in life all because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what I want? No! But what can I do? I know, pick myself up, find back the old me, the brave, independent, nothing is impossible girl. But where am I? Where do I find me? I am losing it, losing it all... Life is just a routine now, I felt like a robot, a useless one though. No friends, no one to talk to, just like a hermit sometimes. Loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-6082642919250259758?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6082642919250259758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6082642919250259758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6082642919250259758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6082642919250259758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3876109875736827210</id><published>2009-12-31T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:44:38.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Alone with Gerald</title><content type='html'>Yes, I was alone with bb on tuesday. Well not the entire day but from 8am to 4pm. :) It's a pleasant experience and I was surprised that bb was so co-operative that day. Probably he knows that mummy was alone with him in the house and mummy was stressed up and amxious for having left alone with him for so many hours, and his fav popo was far far away across the causeway. After his morning feed, bb slept from 8am till 11am, only woke up for his feed then after that went back to sleep in his "nest" till 1.30pm. Auntie May and Reuben kor-kor came to visit bb, but he juz happily slept his way through till his next feed at 4pm. Well, juz in time for popo to come back to hear his hungry cry. I got to praise myself for being successful coz there's no hiccups and bb didn't cry other than feeding times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald is growing bigger and older each day. He begins to recognise voices and people, this smart boy sure knows who can be bullied and who can't. Haha! Each day when daddy comes back, he knows how to let out a small whine to catch daddy's attention. Definitely melt my man's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next challenge is to bring bb home and look after him alone at night (w/o mum's help). Looking forward to that in the new year of 2010. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3876109875736827210?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3876109875736827210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3876109875736827210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3876109875736827210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3876109875736827210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-alone-with-gerald.html' title='A Day Alone with Gerald'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4561024864020300761</id><published>2009-12-14T09:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:40:54.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new journey</title><content type='html'>Gerald is 1 month old now, 34 days old to be exact as of today. It's been a bitter sweet journey so far and I am looking forward to every new day. It's a miracle and what a pleasant journey God has brought us through since the day Gerald was concieve in my womb. The day I gave birth to him, no words could describe the beautiful moment when my eyes first set on him and nothing can describe the process of delivering him out into the world. Like our previous post, we have no words except Thanks to the gynae, nurses and definitely God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald was still so tiny when he came home on 15 Nov, i still rem how I didn't really dare to carry him and how i will always popped into his room to see how beautiful he looked when he was sleeping in the cot. When he cries, how my heart breaks and felt so lost becoz i do not know what he wants. And when he was admitted back into the hospital for jaundice, I cried buckets becoz I miss my lil darling so much. I can't wait to have him back home on the friday he discharged. Thank God for the healing and definitely my own healing as well. Gynae said I need at least 6 weeks to recover becoz of the deep wound and long tear, but amazing I recovered almost fully by the end of 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Gerald grows everyday, I keep taking photos as I do not want to miss out or forget his growth even though he's only barely 1 month old. He begins developing habits and even started to show emotions, all I have to do is to keep guessing what he wants. There's the joy of feeding him, patting him to sleep and changing his diapers. Then begins our journey of sleepless nights. I begin to be so sensitive to him that whenever he cries I will juz jump and give him all my attention. No matter how soft his cries were, I will definitely hear it. I know exactly each night what time he will wants milk and whether the confinement nanny gave to him at once. I was preparing myself for his full month and I will take charge fully when the nanny leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, Gerald finally turns 1 month and I was looking forward to this day. I packed my bag or rather his bag and prepared him to meet the world. Brought him to his grandparents' place (both maternal and paternal) and of course, we went to church! I definitely missed church. I am glad Gerald seems to like the nursery as well. I must said that he's rather well-behaved except for a couple of times where he didn't like what he hear and when mummy doesn't want to bao bao him. Yesterday, we brought him out for a lil outing again. This time to meet mummy's ex-colleagues. Short outing but I know he enjoys it. I am counting down each and every day to his growth, I am looking forward to more outings with Gerald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, during these 34 days, there were times where I felt like I am gg into depression but I got to say there are more happy times that outweighs every other thing. Just by looking and carrying my lil darling, just erases all the negative feelings and unhappy events that had happened. As for now, all I can say is Gerald is my everything and he's mine and daddy's greatest treasure on earth. I love my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4561024864020300761?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4561024864020300761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4561024864020300761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4561024864020300761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4561024864020300761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-journey.html' title='A new journey'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8779389126879068765</id><published>2009-11-28T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:10:00.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 2</title><content type='html'>Oh its been 16days journey on since Boy Boy Gerald arrival bang into this world and he's been everchanging, in terms of looks, behaviour &amp;amp; voice.. must be so typical of a boy. more handsome now, have been taking lotz of fotos and behavious wise, very un-willing to sleep unless someone carries him or shakes him on the sarong. Wah looks like a tough time for both of us, to rotate taking care of gerald when confinement lady is gone...&lt;br /&gt;Thats how the saying comes about - Sleep while your child is asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really looking at him everyday really makes our heart warm and melt at the same time - Really this is a miracle boy from God. Chidren are a gift and heritage from Heaven above.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a real reflection (physical representative o what we have been praying for....) &lt;strong&gt;Big Big eyes, sharp nose, small mouth, double eyelids.. &lt;/strong&gt;The next Brad pitt hahaha... Or Yao Ming -- he's got really long legs, about the length of his body... ' _ '&lt;br /&gt;I wish no need to think about retirement. all provided for.. MORE THAN ENOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just wish baby would be healthy and sleep when he needs to.. after eating,burp ! Burp ! okok time to nap man... and realised that when babies want milk or attention, they really mean it NOW.. NOW !!! 1 sec late and you are finished... can't leave them unattended or cry for long, will develop colic.. haiz, they surely have a way to capture our attention. Let's us not be weary in doing good, press on and we'll see the light in the tunnel. In years to come, all these works would be worth the sweat, effort and bear fruits of our labour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8779389126879068765?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8779389126879068765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8779389126879068765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8779389126879068765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8779389126879068765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-2.html' title='Week 2'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-292375900199578137</id><published>2009-11-14T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:50:14.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Its OUT</title><content type='html'>Finally what we have been reciting and praying every night : " Big Big eyes, sharp sharp nose, small small mouth with long eyelash, with double eyelids and lots of hair, that how our Gerald look like... " Wow, its so amazing to see God's wonderful hand at work in our lives at this moment, how He foreknew Gerald before he was conceived inside Mummy and how He provided a miracle seed in our lives and now is the time to mature this life to fruition. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does really look like Mummy, and when he popped out, we were like, his legs are comparatively as long as his body. - Daddy Genetics.. Yippeee.. and as long as the sitching went on for Mummy, his high pitched screams follow suit. Adorable rosy cheeks and big eyes was really a sight to remember forever. Mummy did went thru 38weeks of vomitting, shopping, Mac fries, lots of potatoes and long kicks and punches everyday of pregnancy which couldnt match up to the initial overwhelming sense of jubilation she sense when gerald popped after 12hrs of laboring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldnt know.. Only exclusively the  to one and only brave Mummy Priscilia.. !!! (Yipee Hurray.. ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for giving us miracle Gerald and Mummy for wonderful &amp;amp; sacrificial Mother love that cannot be exchange for anything in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just an after tot that I'm would be quite sensitive to color of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; BRIGHT red &lt;/span&gt;now, abstain from eating" Kuek Zap " as a result of seeing too much placenta. But Generally its a joy and blessing to see this cheeky Boy (don't know yet...) out and realise we have so much more to do in this life. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(he tot he could trick us with 2 cases of false contradictions in MAH too - I wil deduce his medisave in future)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red Bull &amp;amp; starbucks  --- Here I come. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-292375900199578137?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/292375900199578137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=292375900199578137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/292375900199578137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/292375900199578137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-its-out.html' title='Finally Its OUT'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1746032271133973875</id><published>2009-10-17T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:43:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>typing this while waiting to sleep in the hospital. Had contractions last night and was admitted into hospital at 2am in the morning. Started at 9pm while shopping at Junction 8 but thought it was gastric pain. Only suspected that it was contraction when the pain was in intervals and stretched all the way to the back and slowly down the spinal cord and tummy. Was put on drip to stop active labor and given a jab to ensure baby's lungs are developing faster and good. The jab was painful, and having a needle poked and leave it on my left hand was a horrible feeling. But the nurse was good and everything was done w/o much pain.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;Dr Ang said 35 weeks is abit early for bb to come out, so he's trying to get bb to hang in there for another 2 more weeks till it pass the 37 weeks mark. So bb, be a good boy ok. You have tested the reaction of daddy and mummy and is assured that now we know what exactlyis contractions and time taken for me to reach hospital is 20mins. Well under controlled. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I could go home tonight but Dr Ang said since charges will be the same as discharging tmr, he will like to have me stay 1 more night and see him tmr morning before gg home. So here I am, alone in the 4 bedded w/o darling for once. Darling wants to stay and sleep at the visitor lounge but i wanted him to go home and have a good rest so he can take care of me when i get home. Won't want him to overwork his body. So seems like these 2-3 weeks, I am kind of "bed-ridden" and grounded at home. Haiz, have to cancel my high tea session with ex-colleagues on Monday. So sad. :( I shall be good gal to ensure bb comes out in good health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1746032271133973875?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1746032271133973875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1746032271133973875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1746032271133973875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1746032271133973875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/10/typing-this-while-waiting-to-sleep-in.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5367403784841872009</id><published>2009-10-06T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:33:12.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last friday</title><content type='html'>yes, it was a good day last friday. :) We went on a date, finally! Yes, it's been ages and I can't even remember when was the last time we dated each other. Since I got pregnant, dating was not on our list anymore. This is all due to the morning sickness, the sicko feeling and the tiredness most of the time. Of coz, dearie's work was also a factor as he was really busy for the past 6months and most of the time felt super tired after work. Let alone he has to take over the household chores after I was preggie. But after all these, yes we went on a date last friday! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fetched me from home after work and we went to Admiral Grill &amp;amp; Bar juz at our place here in Sembawang. It was a really nice chill out place and I will say pretty good food too, price was reasonable as well. We ordered ribeye steak and lamb culets... and tried their famous chicken wings in spicy sauce. It was all so good. I had the steak well done and wasn't expected it to be tender but oh it was so tender that i got to comment that I nvr had a well done steak taste so good before. Darling's lamb culets was almost to perfection as well. The chargrilled taste, the fats of the lamb and the tenderness of the lamb... we can only describe it as fantastic and all delicious. Not to mention the chicken wings... they have 3 level of spiciness and we chose level 1 coz nvr try before and dunno what to expect so better be safe. But i tell u, for a chilli lover like me, I do find level 1 spicy. So if u are not a very good chilli lover, level 1 is pretty good. Dear almost got tummy upset after the chicken wings. All these didn't cost us too much... including drinks, nice customer service and atmosphere, it comes to a total of $63. Not too bad i will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is nice for fellowship. Though small, we reckon prob the whole place can only accommodate 50 pax. But it's cozy and perhaps a make shift place like dempesy hill. Quiet and being up on a hill, it's pretty windy as well. We were impressed by the services and the lady boss is very friendly. It's like a family. Perhaps, we should make a trip there with some close friends before my little one popped. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: wanted to post photos... but somehow the bluetooth seems to fail on me again. :( Will try again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5367403784841872009?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5367403784841872009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5367403784841872009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5367403784841872009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5367403784841872009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-friday.html' title='last friday'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7341594187999931460</id><published>2009-09-24T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:43:57.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New life new beginning</title><content type='html'>A new life,new beginning awaits us this coming November. exciting programmes and new 'stresses' will come our way. But all is good. God is good all the time. He brings us thru all these experiences with new hopes and relevaions each and every time. Sometimes when we go through storms and challenges, we question the hand of God moving in our lives, often forgetting that we may be just on the brink of breakthrough. So just press on to endure everything and when we have went through the fire, shall come forth as Gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been rather taxing for me this season. especially I'm quite weak in planning logistics operations. With my engineer mindset, it has been a rollercoaster ride man. thanks to my boss also, every project ' BIG ' in our eyes seems ' SMALL ' in his eyes, not realising that he is stretching company resources and our capabilities. Colleagues would tell me i'm going to be promoted soon becos of multiple projects managment. Crap!! how fake and sceptical rite.. why don they try it out?? damn angry and pissed sometimes.. must we always come to the 11th hour before our manpower and resources are exhausted??!! veri good planning.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'm suited for 8-5pm office job roles.. Its good training sometimes but overall I'm really stretched and tired. In this line, when will things never be "emergency, crtical', its like everything must rush rush chop chop untill we are burned out. nobody is indispensable and shouldnt be used for multiple multi-tasking job. Haiz.. God help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just a short complain the para above, hope you dun mind. Looking forward to more famiily time and different type of commitment level. I love the saying; Maturity is not measured by your age but by the acceptance of responsibility in life. Be faithful in the little things in life and God will bring you into a bigger sphere of influence and responsbility.&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now.. Keep up the good work Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7341594187999931460?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7341594187999931460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7341594187999931460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7341594187999931460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7341594187999931460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-life-new-beginning.html' title='New life new beginning'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2936909331010464719</id><published>2009-09-18T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:48:12.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September already and ending soon. Again, it's been ages since we post and update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is 31 weeks old today and we are counting down to bb's arrival. We wanted bb to be full term before arriving into the world but part of me also secretly hope bb will arrive sooner. Why? Because i am feeling like an elephant now, walking ever so slowly and getting slower. The tummy is getting heavier by day and I am having difficulty sleeping as well. But part of me also can't bear to have bb leaves my tummy because it's so wonderful to feel bb's kicks and movements inside. The 2nd reason why I hope bb will arrive sooner than expected, hopefully right beginning of Nov. This is because i hope darling can attend his bro's wedding at the end of nov. We have been rather upset recently due to the wedding. Haiz... "yi yan nan jing". How to pen down? I rather not... it's just some stupid taboo and traditional customs and also due to the ignorance of some pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling been working late recently due to some poor logistics arrangement by his company or rather his boss. My poor dear... so stress up and tired. The earliest that he ever returns home now is 7.30pm. :( Even though he doesn't mention anything, but i do sense the dissatisfaction he gets from work now. But what can I do to help? Absolutely nothing except just to give him moral support and be the most understanding I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, I hope I have given him the most relaxing birthday this year by spending a totally relax day at Fullerton hotel. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog now... I miss working life and i miss pak tok days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2936909331010464719?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2936909331010464719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2936909331010464719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2936909331010464719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2936909331010464719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-already-and-ending-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4828799788088437314</id><published>2009-08-24T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:29:16.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally an update from us</title><content type='html'>It's been a super long time since we last wrote something here. We were being lazy (basically only me) and also busy with work (referring to my dearest). Nothing much happened except for the daily routine that we are so familiar, used and bored with. In fact, we have been logging in everyday to check on our blog and friends' blogs but we are just too lazy to pen words down here. If anyone is reading, we apologised that you might have left "us" due to our lack of updates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update really, except that baby is growing inside of me and getting stronger each day. With his regular stretching, I can almost see my tummy wobbling and that's the most amazing thing when it happened for the very first time. Baby is also frequently amusing daddy with his power kicks. Haha! Daddy will always smile and start his talking routine to baby when he kicks. Seriously, i think baby do know when his daddy is around and at home because when daddy's home, he's at his most active level. I used to hear friends telling me that even when babies are growing inside of the tummy, they do know who is around and will response and react accordingly. I used to find that it's their own "imagination" or reasons to explain the baby's movement. But now, I somehow believe what was being said. Haha! Perhaps I am also amusing myself, but truly that's how my baby reacts. He will start moving and kicking the minute daddy's home and when daddy prays and read him the bible. But when mummy reads, he's all still. During the day, maybe I am too tired with myself that I couldn't feel him much. But whatever it is, he's always daddy and mummy's miracle boy. One whom we will adore and maybe spoil him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At week 24, (now I am halfway week 27) baby has already turned. This makes us pretty nervous as we definitely do not want him out until November. We want him to be fully grown and matured before he sees the world. So baby, be good boy ok! Many has commented that I have not put on much weight since day 1 and they were concerned that baby is deprived of nutrients. Oh well, guys let me assured you that i have been eating well but definitely not overeating. I have been well fed by my mum and hubby. Though i didn't put on much weight as some pregnant ladies do, but gynae has confirmed that baby is of a good weight till now. So i see it on the side that baby has been absorbing all my nutrients. Haha! I didn't want to eat too much and bloat myself up and end up vomiting everything out, neither do I want to be like others who will take advantage of their pregnancy to stuff themselves crazy and in the end, complain that being pregnant makes them fat and are not able to lose the weight after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being pregnant do gives me the privilege to eat food that i craved for at anytime of the day, as long as the store is open and within means of reach. But that also depends on who you are telling your cravings to. Tell it to the wrong person and either they "condemn" you for eating what they deemed as "forbidden" food or ignoring you and said that it's just your hormones acting up or just some excuses that you made to make yourself feel like a queen trying to throw a tantrum to get what you want. Some even said that your craving and behaviour is due to too much of tv influence. *faintz* Hubby has been the best person these 7 months, accommodating all my needs and request at weird hours of the day and to my weird taste buds. Of course there are times where he will "complains" but I know that he is also sharing his joy of entering into fatherhood. Though he's super tired after a hard day's work, he still never fails to come back to give me my "due" massage and to complete the amount of household chores that he has "releases" me to do during these few months. How lovely can he be right? Hehe... The thing that I do not really enjoy during this period of time is the fatigue that I am going through, the weird taste bud that i have developed and the amount of tonics (like bird's nest... yikes) that I have to take. I don't understand why am I always so tired, to the extend that i felt that i can sleep 24hrs. The worse thing is, I can be sleeping for 12hrs but it seems like i am equally tired or sometimes more tired after waking up. Am I turning into a big lazy bum? Haiz... Oh and I am so super "sensitive" to the weather. If it's hot and sunny, I will feel as if I am a sick person and can't seems to drag myself out of bed. But if it's cool and windy, best if it's raining, I felt that it's the most wonderful day of my life. Hey my friends who have given birth or pregnant at this moment, do you guys feel the same as me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my thoughts and grumbling. Right now, I just pray for good weather till baby is out and baby will be a super healthy boy. Till our next update...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4828799788088437314?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4828799788088437314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4828799788088437314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4828799788088437314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4828799788088437314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-update-from-us.html' title='Finally an update from us'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8355792969554879068</id><published>2009-07-11T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:28:02.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith-FUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hey I'm back after a while slacking away.. buzz at work. Thats the life of Singaporeans.. u reckon?, or rather should I put it FATE.. work, sleep, eat, grow fat (esp 4 married men :). Mails, assignments, back-to-back projects management to commit, wow sometimes it swells up our physical brain memory, shutdown :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Its better to go back to Toddler days, carefree lifestyle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I feel that SPM doesnt really support us, understand our " tong Ku" at times, talk until saliva dry also no use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What to do??? pls revert???, imaging someone saying that pulling up his pants.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thk God we have good frens, family to support us in everything that we do.. Without God pulling us out from this world, we would be so Lost eh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now with the arrival of Boy end year, life gets more challenging. As the song goes, "You are forever in my life, you see me through the seasons", I feel very blessed that God still remembers every promise He has to us and will fufill His Ultimate plan for our lives. No matter what storms, valleys we face go thru, He is faithful to bring us through the wilderness and see the 'light at end of tunnel'. Althou I dun fully comprehend everything, but i know that I still trust His heart irregardless whether I see His Hand moving. What lesson can we learn at the end of the day.. stay true and faithful in the little things. You have done your best, let Him do the rest. I'm sure that He is never too LATE or too EARLY ; ON time ALWAYS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We are continually believing miracles everyday, no problem, circumstance is too hard or big for HIM. He is Jehovah God Almighty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8355792969554879068?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8355792969554879068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8355792969554879068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8355792969554879068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8355792969554879068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/07/faith-ful.html' title='Faith-FUL'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5789137075636622196</id><published>2009-06-19T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:55:47.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ever boring life so far</title><content type='html'>what have i been up to recently? nothing at all... i got to say that i seems to have become a hermit living in her own world and island. Otherwise, I will say that i have become extremely lazy and make life rather meaningless. Life is a routine for me now, much to an extend that i begin to dread it. My day starts only at 11am everyday and that's when I will have my breakfast. Which mainly consist of rice, soup and some dishes prepare for dinner. Then what time do I have my lunch, you may ask. Well, it all depends. I will be snacking or being feed from 1pm till abt 3.30pm with desserts that mum said it's good nourishment for preggies. (newly addition to the list is bird's nest, which i am still trying to get use to the idea) But there are times where I will have a 2nd helping of rice at around 2+. Call me a pig. Mum leaves my place at 3.30pm each day and head back home to watch her taiwan drama. Not her favourite but it has become part of her life to help her pass time faster. So what happen to me after she leaves? I will switch on the pc and start surfing the usual websites like yahoo, FB, blogs etc. I will try my best to sustain my energy till 6+ where hubby returns home and heat up dinner. If baby decides to be naughty that day and gives me some "trouble", i will be lying down in bed for a couple of rest hours till 7pm. Come 7pm, on goes the tv and i will be couch (rather bed) potato till 11pm at night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me about life man. I am so lazy to drag myself out of the house at all times unless i have no choice at all. No choice refers to gynae visits, doc visits when I dun feel well, sat church svc and maybe sometimes sun shopping, if my mood and body permits. Moving out of the house somehow induces fear in me. Fear of vomiting on the train, fainting on the road and no one knows, fear of the silly hot weather and fear of the tiredness that follows after the trip. Ask me to go shopping, that's what mum and hubby has been trying to get me to do, but what and where to shop? I know it's GSS now, but i no longer can fit into those nice clothes from my fav retailers, nor can I wear those pretty high heels from my fav shoe shops now. Everything will have to wait till at least end of the year. Besides, I have to save money. I need to spare a thought for this family. Sometimes I feel stress up. Why? Stress that I have to go out... I wonder if this is due to the hormones changes in the body due to baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many ask if I am enjoying the pregnancy, the joy of being the queen for now. Well, can I say that I dislike more than like? I dislike the vomiting, the everlasting headache, the sleepless night, the high body temperature and last of all, the loneliness. All of a sudden, I felt friendless. I wonder where is my best friend who has been standing by me all these years? We seems like strangers now. I dislike my weird taste bud where I dun even know exactly what I can eat or what my baby likes to eat. I dislike the frequent fatigue feeling that keeps me in bed almost the entire 24hrs. I dislike displaying a happy face on weekends when I really dun feel like it, but trying to psycho myself that if i am surrounded with people I will be happy. I dislike the fact that I have to take cabs and let those uncles earn my money but sometimes not exactly making me feel better than taking train. I simply have no motivation to move on at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do I enjoy? I enjoy being wait on like a queen, no need to do housework (how true is that? not true at all! I wish I could be up and running, ironing clothes, washing clothes, mopping floor and definitely cooking my own meals!) You may say that how envy you are towards me for I can rest at home and be queen and best of all, no need to work. Oh please, if I have a choice... I want to work. Now my greatest wish is for time to pass and flies like nobody business and Nov will be here in a wink of an eye. I want baby to come out so I can resume my role as who I was before. Where are those "feel good months" that people have been telling me? I have not experience a single bit of it at all. Sigh... perhaps that why older people said that's why mothers are the greatest. I hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5789137075636622196?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5789137075636622196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5789137075636622196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5789137075636622196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5789137075636622196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-ever-boring-life-so-far.html' title='My ever boring life so far'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8905119853384904114</id><published>2009-06-01T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:09:46.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomly..</title><content type='html'>Long long time since I logged into blogging. getting lazier and lazier these days... even bebe is saying that I have totally blogged myself off this blog :( oh well life is getting busier recently and with the addition of the little one by end year, we would be even busier over our heads, no time to go toilet also I think. But at least I get to do weight lifting on one hand. thk God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm typing this blog off in camp. surprised? yeah I reckon reservist gets better and better every year. In terms of entertainment. Just today alone, I saw a relatively large specalist commander mess which is thrice the size of my flat. In it there are really comfy bar chairs, beer lounge, soccer table game, pool, check this out - free internet &amp;amp; Wii set - WOW i am impressed at the rising standards though there are no " bai jiu niu lang " hahahah... at least next yr I get back, hope to see air-conditioned bunks, with daily maintenance of toilets facilities, soap dispenser, hot water jacuzzi shower type, massage parlour... yaya dream on GQ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there's a little update from Gedong. This fantasy real here is gonna end off soon this week so back to the real world man.. bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8905119853384904114?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8905119853384904114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8905119853384904114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8905119853384904114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8905119853384904114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomly.html' title='randomly..'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-58365225299235161</id><published>2009-05-26T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:18:03.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my darling</title><content type='html'>yes, i miss my darling. Home alone this entire whole week because darling's away for reservist and this week is out field for him, thus no returning home till Sat. Though I have mum over yesterday and stayed over, somehow i still feel lonely without him at night. When the clock strikes 7pm, I will be yearning to see him appearing at the door. But till sat, i just have to endure. Sis is coming over to accompany me tmwr and thurs. Fri, she's on leave so perhaps will see if we should go shopping or whatsoever. Mum's gonna be in BKK for the rest of the week. She's a supermum i tell you. She has prepared food for me, and mind you it's delicious food till weekend. She woke up at 6am this morning and by 11am, she has already double-boiled 3 different types of soup that will last me over the next few days. Not only that, she has also cooked lots of delicious food that can be stored and allow me to slowly finish off over the next few days too. I have not even have a chance to "explore" what are those food in the fridge. Hehe. And best of all, mum also boiled chicken essence for me tonight and the expensive hashima for the afternoon. Wow! Superb right? Over a span of juz the morning. Mum's the best!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all the love showered over me, you must say that I shouldn't be even feeling lonely and let alone depression. But I still miss darling no matter what. I shall just leave the topic of depression for now... I am looking forward to Saturday. I hope time will pass fast each day but fulfilling as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-58365225299235161?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/58365225299235161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=58365225299235161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/58365225299235161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/58365225299235161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-my-darling.html' title='I miss my darling'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2566744487143775028</id><published>2009-05-15T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:41:33.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random updates</title><content type='html'>missing from blogger again... that's me. have been really lazy to blog recently. most of the time, dunno what to write. basically no mood. i guess during times, tiredness has overtake me and i just want to lie in bed all day long and "hibernate" in the aircon room. But i know i can't because at month end, hubby's wallet gonna suffer due to the high electricity bill. No longer do i know what is cold coz body temperature has been pretty high. Most of the day, i will juz park my butt on my fav spot of the sofa and have the fan full blast at speed 3, stationary blowing at me from 11am all the way till night time. Weather has also been a factor for deciding my "mood and level of strength" for the day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to work... that's my ultimate "realisation". Being a sahm or soon-to-be sahm or maybe a sapw (stay at home preggy woman) sounds better at this stage, is really making me tired. I feel as if I am slowly becoming a useless, purposeless and a lazy pig. Haiz... how am I going to endure my next 6 months? Well, at least I am finally into my 2nd trimester and things are beginning to get better as compared to the past months. I begin to see myself getting out of the house more often now, however at times still super lazy. Guess it's due to the transportation issue. Perhaps if I am still working, I will have a higher energy level as I will be in a "no-choice" position. And perhaps that could have ease most of my MS symptoms due to the various distractions. No point crying over spilled milk now, but only to think of creative ideas to make my life more interesting and better until the little bundle of joy arrives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for my 3rd appt this week and did the nuchal scan. Dr Ang said the little bundle is 99% healthy and for the 1st time, i see it moves. And that's the moment when the idea begins to sink in and tell both of us that we are already parents of someone now. The excitement and joy is indescribable. I wonder will this feeling comes again when the number 2 comes along few years down the road? The little one is 5cm big now and we can see her(his) head, heart and legs. Amazing right. :) Took blood test as well... but due to my tiny veins, Dr Ang has problem drawing the amount of blood required for the test. And let me tell you, it does hurts. I am so going to exercise my arms from now on so that the veins will get bigger and I won't have the same issue again at my next blood test. 2 tubes were needed but only managed to get 1. :( I ended up with a big pc of blood clot on the arm at the end of the day. What's worse, blood dripped all over the dr's desk and some onto the floor. Poor dr and nurse had to clean up. Shocked of myself too. Wonder if the doc has no skill or my veins are really so small that it makes drawing blood super duper difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week past by rather fast. Monday, went out with ex-colleagues for dim sum buffet. Was amazed that I was actually well enough to go out and even ate a lot. Haha! Guess my taste buds are coming back. Tuesday, i stayed home while mum came over to help me with ironing and cooking. Weds, went for gynae appt and slept thru the afternoon till evening. Cool right? Amazed at how well i can sleep. Thurs, woke up late. Had a light breaky which eventually ended in the toilet bowl. Too sweet i guess... no sweet stuff for me at the moment. Went out with 2 great friends in the afternoon for a good lunch at newyork newyork and after which, they obliged to my sudden craving for durian and drove me all the way to serangoon to satisfy my taste bud. :)) Went for cgm at night but that's when my uncomfy feelings begin to takeover me once again. Cabbed home and juz fell flat on the bed till this morning. Today, as you can see I am home now, in my fav spot on the sofa and blogging away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is good today with a thunderstorm that juz ended, i hope with the cool weather i will be able to enjoy a good evening. Weekend's gonna come and I hope it will not go away so fast. Darling's going for ICT on Monday and it's going to be a 2.5weeks, i am so going to be lonely and missing him. But on the other hand, good friend is coming back from aussieland for a good holiday of 3 weeks! I hope I will be able to enjoy the time while darling's away. And definitely i need strength to be STRONG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2566744487143775028?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2566744487143775028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2566744487143775028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2566744487143775028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2566744487143775028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-updates.html' title='Random updates'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3636447800687627842</id><published>2009-04-22T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:31:45.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while since we blogged. Have been feeling tired recently and has been lazy to pen down anything. Life has been rather monotonous except for the once a while surprise that the little one gives me. My daily routine now is 12hrs of sleep (interrupted though), eat several meals a day, watch tv, use and surf the net until there's nothing left to surf. My butt is basically rooted to the same spot on the sofa everyday. This is getting boring. I wish I could go out shopping and meet lots of pple juz like before, but unexpected tiredness and funny tummy feeling does not permit me to do that for the time being. I wonder when will be the next time I will feel super energetic to go shopping and keep myself busy. Am supposed to collect an item from Post Office at Sun Plaza which is juz 7mins walk from my house, but even that I couldn't gather the strength to walk there. This is simply annoying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish this period of time will be over real soon. I need the strength and zeal of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3636447800687627842?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3636447800687627842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3636447800687627842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3636447800687627842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3636447800687627842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while-since-we-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3366691287985754660</id><published>2009-03-31T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:28:20.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate afternoons now... i dread it when i see the clock approaching 3pm. That's the worst time of my day and it last all the way till dinner time. During these few hours, I seriously do not know what i should do to make myself feel more comfortable. Headache comes 1st, follow by feelings of nausea, then neck aching. Lie down to rest doesn't help, walk, eat or whatsoever doesn't helps at all. :( All these landing me in a moody self. No mood and strength to cook, just want to sleep the time away. Praying everyday that God will just ease and take away these uncomfy feelings. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also getting lazier... didn't feel like moving out of the house at all. For fear that I will feel sicko outside, also spending time outdoor makes me feel tired even faster. Oh man! I need help! God please help... ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long is this going to last???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3366691287985754660?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3366691287985754660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3366691287985754660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3366691287985754660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3366691287985754660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-afternoons-now.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4149546315281269964</id><published>2009-03-30T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:20:34.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>Ending march and stepping into April, something new to look for in life this year. Something exciting, something amazing, it's a miracle. Do you have something to look forward to this year? 1/4 of 2009 has passed, where are you in your life right now? How many goals that you have set out in the beginning of the year have you achieved or on the right path to achieve it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been out of job for the 1st 1/4 of the year and has ventured out into my long desired biz. Not too bad. Except that sometimes, it can be down right boring and sometimes, it can be super exciting and busy. Life's like this right, ups and downs where you can't predict in advance but just need the courage to go through everyday like it's a miracle. Stepping into another phrase of life real soon, think this is the 3rd greatest miracle that God has given us in life. Keep praying and stay tuned for updates. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4149546315281269964?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4149546315281269964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4149546315281269964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4149546315281269964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4149546315281269964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4934551590503429880</id><published>2009-03-23T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:34:21.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darling's First Strand of White Hair</title><content type='html'>Weekend was a sickly weekend, took medicine and slept the whole 2 days away. On Sat morning, we went to the doc to get some prescription and medicine. While waiting for our turn, I found darling's 1st strand of white hair! OMG! You should have seen his reaction when I told him I spotted white hair on his head. He looked shocked and disbelief. I pulled out that strand of hair and showed him, he was in dismay! Haha! Darling immediately exclaimed "oh no!!! I am getting old, getting old!" LOL! This was so funny. The only way to console him was to tell him, it's no big deal and comparing I have the whole head while he only has 1 strand. But my poor darling still couldn't accept and till this morning was still mentioning that strand of white hair. My cutie darling really makes my day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4934551590503429880?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4934551590503429880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4934551590503429880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4934551590503429880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4934551590503429880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/03/darlings-first-strand-of-white-hair.html' title='Darling&apos;s First Strand of White Hair'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7400343576246855321</id><published>2009-03-13T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:09:13.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi to all readers there, haha. its been quite sometime since I blogged. Is it boredom or nowadays really we are getting lazier &amp;amp; lazier. The fact of the matter, stresses of life &amp;amp; hustle, bustle of life has overtaken us so often that we cannot focus. Its true isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Really wanna thanks God for huge encouragement that we both received on tues when we went for love connection meeting at CHC on last tues. We were happily eating our food when we bumped into John Junie at the coffeeshop so we got them to sit with us. As usual, Junie would be very hyper and update us on her wonderful baby BOY status (lotz of Boys in Niu year). She's currently 5mths pregnant but her tummy looks huge... haha. anyway she was really excited about not giving up on God for her first baby, lack of experience wasnt an excuse as she went searching on the net for "How to be pregnant the fastest" and praying hard, day and night to our Lord for her child. Until God cannot 'tahan' and say Dear Child, I have heard your constant fervent prayers to me and I will bless you with whatever you desire. How touching and a genuine child-like-faith from Junie. How true is that so often, how long will you tarry in God's presence and pray till its enough. Before you move the heart of God to have whatever you pray for come to pass and Our joy may be full !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Powerful man, i was telling bebe we must pray more and earnestly in  a way it doesnt appear, most imptly to God that it is a routine prayer to Him but A deep calling onto deep prayer/cry. With a broken and contrite heart that He will not depise. After that we have learnt to pray for pregnancy kits, gynae, doctors and everything that you need help for. yeah so its being a great week and just today I took half day leave cuz I was too exhausted and burnt out. Just wanted a short 4hs break from work and rest at home, acc baby. And it was a good rest, remembering to off my phone (listen 4 voice mail later) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ok, kinda of long paras of story telling earlier but its all good. Praying for a good trip overseas soon and news of the little ones... sheep??? haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Tata&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/30374250-7400343576246855321?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7400343576246855321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7400343576246855321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7400343576246855321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7400343576246855321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-to-all-readers-there-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6157358279911242610</id><published>2009-03-03T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:25:28.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Already MARCH</title><content type='html'>it's already march! the 1st 2 months of 2009 has just flew by so fast... I hate it when Jan and Feb seems so short every year and before i knew it, it always already Mar or Apr. Why can't the 1st 2 months past slowly just like any other months of the year? 2 months past and I have not even really sit down and ask myself what exactly do I want to achieve for this year. Of course besides the big big eyes and sharp sharp nose plan. For a min, I can't help but feel that my life is once again without big goals and i am just riding life as like a free loader. Come what may, so sad right. On the lighter side, i am still enjoying my life at this moment where I can do whatever I want. But with vitamin M depleting everyday, this kind of life can be rather depressing at times. Oh man! I am so contradicting! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh month of MARCH, please go slow... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-6157358279911242610?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6157358279911242610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6157358279911242610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6157358279911242610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6157358279911242610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-already-march.html' title='It&apos;s Already MARCH'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-300070896603421944</id><published>2009-02-25T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:37:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;what has been happening for the past week? Can't really remember but we had a good time. We finally went Timbre and tasted the nicest pizza (in my opinion) that we ever had so far. The crust was so thin and crusty and the fillings was juz simply delicious. Not too expensive if you are looking for a place to have early happy hours with your friends on weekend and chill out. Their happy hours is from 6pm to 10.30pm. But do make sure that either you go early to queue or make a reservation. The queue can be super long... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun was family day for us... family as in juz the 2 of us. brought darling to chomp pang hawker for breakfast for the 1st time. and went to do some marketing at the wet market. headed to amk hub after that and came home. oh and we went to collect my laptop data. The pc shop managed to retrieved all my photos and since the harddisk is gone case, i traded in my laptop for their service to retrieve my data. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dawn came visiting on monday and tuesday. enjoyed ourselves tota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lly and because of her, we managed to meet up with wanxia and yilin. oh man, i tell you, it has been ages since 4 of us have a meal together. I would say all of us puts in much effort to make all these possible and to sustain the friendship. To end this post, i am including some fun craze photos that we took at 3am that night. &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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-Q57AvI/AAAAAAAAD-E/mdRknsNv6Dc/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-Q57AvI/AAAAAAAAD-E/mdRknsNv6Dc/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306635611476263666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-e4TdqI/AAAAAAAAD98/S3QSOdKHDiI/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-e4TdqI/AAAAAAAAD98/S3QSOdKHDiI/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306635615227573922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-Qb3BbI/AAAAAAAAD90/Y39IXHi4_wY/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-Qb3BbI/AAAAAAAAD90/Y39IXHi4_wY/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306635611350173106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0ad5NhGI/AAAAAAAAD9s/pM5pcPRB2io/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306634996487652450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-300070896603421944?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/300070896603421944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=300070896603421944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/300070896603421944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/300070896603421944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-has-been-happening-for-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SaT0-Q57AvI/AAAAAAAAD-E/mdRknsNv6Dc/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8702623730821432501</id><published>2009-02-20T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:55:59.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz when i want to sign out, my itchy fingers decided to post another entry. This time, direction-ed and focus. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My faithful Dell laptop of 3 years exactly died on me on Monday. After posting the V-day entry and downloaded all the beautiful photos, it didn't even give me a chance to back up the photos and my lappie "died". I tried my best to stay calm and think of ways to save it, at least to bring it back to life for a while but I didn't succeed. I waited till darling came back and we both run tests according to dell website to find the problem and try re-starting the lappie in the "last good working condition" but still, the response was dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO choice, I called Dell up the next day and silly dell mentioned that I have to pay a good sum of $500+ to extend my warranty before they are able to provide any service to me. WTH! On top of that, they could send an engineer without a pass/license identity card up my house to take a look at the laptop which will cost me another $137+GST. Any diagnosis of the laptop problem and what needs to be done will be given to me in another $ quotation. I so wanted to scream at them and told them i am better off buying a new laptop and once bitten twice shy, even though dell is cheap but service sucks and they are totally a rip off, I will not purchase anymore of dell products. I reckon that with the warranty money and the engineer service fee, I can easily get an acer mini laptop which will still allow me to have leftovers since the laptop only cost $638nett! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But because of the photos, i am in frantic help from friends. Thank God for louise who gave me the contact of PC zone at causeway point. She mentioned that the last time her pc died on her, they managed to retrieve her data and photos out for her. I will do anything to get my photos worth of a million years of memories back. So rang them up and brought my dell lappie down. The guy said can be done at just approx $70, I begin to see the light at the end of the dark tunnel. Agreed immediately, left the laptop there and came home. But the next day, the guy called and told me they could not revive the laptop because hard disk is faulty. But they can still try their best to retrieve all the photos but this time the price will be $80. Mind you, the previous $70 include the $50 of restoring my windows system and get the laptop back into working condition. But now, $80 is just to retrieve data. Haiz, what to do, no choice so i agreed. Now, I am still waiting for them to call me back. I am crossing my fingers and praying hard that they have already retrieve the photos successfully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for Dell. I am now considering if I should get another laptop, a mini one. But that will means no optical drive. Otherwise, just use dear's macbook for the time being. Another $$$ issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8702623730821432501?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8702623730821432501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8702623730821432501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8702623730821432501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8702623730821432501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/juz-when-i-want-to-sign-out-my-itchy.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-526860125574209967</id><published>2009-02-20T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:42:15.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling directionless</title><content type='html'>Finally it's friday and tml is weekend again. Suddenly, I find myself going down the pit hole of depression. I woke up yesterday morning and found myself feeling lost, no direction and not knowing what is in store for me for the rest of my life. I seems to have see myself wondering aimlessly and being lonely in shopping malls, eating all alone and spending life without any purpose. I am watching my life die off every single minute. I couldn't take it anymore and I started weeping. Self-pity. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life have been really slow recently and I have tried every means to find a new job, but no avail due to the economic recession. Dear suggested voluntary work, but where to find? And after much discussion and thoughts, we ruled out that option. 1stly, no income which means i will still have to find $ to finance myself to do voluntary work. 2ndly, since I am needing the cash value, this option does not serve any motivation. 3rdly, this is only a short term solution to get me out of boredom. Finally, we decided that it's really high time that I sit down and brainstorm on my name card printing. Cast the nets out into the deep and catch fishes, but 1st of all we need the nets and that's my name card. Instead of sitting down all day and wondering where I can go for window shop and enjoy free air con, i might as well just "waste" on the air con at home and put my brains to good use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need help in this man! Any kind soul that feels that you want to lend a helping hand to me, pls leave me a message. :) I will greatly appreciate that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, get me out of this financial "crisis" and fly me to europe. Hehe. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(see, even my entry is so direction-less)&lt;/span&gt;&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/30374250-526860125574209967?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/526860125574209967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=526860125574209967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/526860125574209967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/526860125574209967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-directionless.html' title='Feeling directionless'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6432946807488773371</id><published>2009-02-16T09:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:34:18.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air.</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day was over the weekend, did you have a great time with your valentine? I certainly hope that you have an awesome time, be it with your other half or for those singles, with your bestest friends. Me and hubby had an awesome time, enjoying each other's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since V-Day was on Sat, dear had to work and while he worked, I was enjoying my korean drama at home waiting for him to come back for lunch. He insisted on coming back home for lunch while normally we would have met at Jurong west for lunch before heading for service. Well, since he insisted, I will just wait at home, suspecting that he's "up to something no good". Indeed, dear came back with a bouquet of flowers and found me almost "dying" from hunger on the sofa. We had a quick presentation of our gifts and had a tiny weeni lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303217697551696882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SZjQZfUiQ_I/AAAAAAAAD9E/Mjpv8XUWFKk/s320/Gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed for svc and had a great time with pst sharing on the next 2 points of the needs of woman and man. Great drama and great sermon. As it was V-day, we received a pair of couple rings from church, renewed our vows and did the normal lovely dovey stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially, we were supposed to head back to Sembawang for a "romantic" dinner at Admiralhill Country Club which is just abt 10 mins walk from our house. How romantic right? Well, we had tried reserving places for the dinner but all places were fully booked weeks ago. Mind you, we didn't do last minute like last year but we tried booking those places as early as right after cny. Talk about recession, I didn't think it has hit singaporeans so badly that kept them away from celebrating V-day. Okay, back to our dinner. We were heading back on the train but we have decided to change route within 2 mrt stops. We decided to try our luck to see if we could still get a table at Melt The World Cafe. We had wanted to go there weeks ago but dropped the idea as it was simply too expensive, but after much debating within our hearts we decided not to hold back our $$$ for a day of happiness. haha. Guess what, they are still open for reservations! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reaching Mandarin Oriental, we remembered that the hotel was having a promo package for V-day but wasn't sure if it's available only by reservation through the internet or we could simply do a walk in. We decided to ask, reason being not because we want to spend more $$$ but simply because it's more worth it taking the whole package because the dinner is seriously expensive. Lady luck was smiling on both of us that day. :)) The hotel said it's possible and we got our Premium Harbour Room package, which includes the dinner for 2 and breakfast for 2 the next day. And best of all, due to full occupancy for the premium harbour room we got a free upgrade to the Club Suite!!! Wah! Though it's a city view room, but it's already good enough as the room was really simply beautiful. When we stepped into the room, we told ourselves that it's like a "compensation" to ourselves for not getting a suite on our wedding nite. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303213388630663154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SZjMerVtH_I/AAAAAAAAD80/wsxDEXBjznY/s400/suite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great dinner at the The Melt Cafe and I tell you, the food is great and seafood was simply too fresh. But, personal opinion, it's a once a lifetime experience no need to go back twice. We had a wonderful awesome v-day with lots of unexpected happenings that sparks off the romance and love in our lifes. How about you? I certainly hope that you have the same too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303217300118987474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SZjQCWxMYtI/AAAAAAAAD88/GWFKu5daIT0/s400/melt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30374250-6432946807488773371?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6432946807488773371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6432946807488773371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6432946807488773371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6432946807488773371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air.'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SZjQZfUiQ_I/AAAAAAAAD9E/Mjpv8XUWFKk/s72-c/Gifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7666370519895427741</id><published>2009-02-14T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:15:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7666370519895427741?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7666370519895427741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7666370519895427741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7666370519895427741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7666370519895427741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7237875590195444438</id><published>2009-02-10T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:33:19.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Tonight gonna be home alone for me. Dear has redeemed his "alone time" voucher for 3hrs, till 10pm tonight. Heehee... he is utilising the birthday "vouchers" that I gotten him last year. Wonder where is he going. Maybe I shall pop by orchard later to do some window shopping on my own, and if dear is in orchard perhaps can meet him to come home together. Haha! So much of alone time right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored, wanted to watch the korean drama that we bought on Sunday but not in the right mood for tv. Started reading on the book I bought in church on saturday, perhaps should just stick to reading first. Well, a person who is bored has lots of funny ideas and things that cross the mind but many a times, accomplish nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7237875590195444438?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7237875590195444438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7237875590195444438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7237875590195444438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7237875590195444438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1087640595972874950</id><published>2009-02-09T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:33:39.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Dear and I had a good sunday, yesterday.  It's almost like the ideal weekend that we always want to spend with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lazed in bed and enjoy the cool morning of a sunday until we felt our tummies almost groaning for hunger. Bathed, and I had a cup of soy milk as breakfast before taking my medicine. We head out to Novena Square for a dim sum lunch at Zhou's Kitchen. It's not inexpensive but I wouldn't say too expensive, given that we ordered about 9-10 different dishes to share (that's a lot huh!) and the bill after taxes came out to $55. After the heavy lunch, we walked around Velocity and Sq 2. Just on a slow pace so we can digest our heavy lunch. Oh btw, I will recommend Zhou's Kitchen if you are craving for some dim sum lunch. The food is good, except the porridge which I think Crystal Jade has better porridge. But since it's under the Tunglok Group, how dissatisfied can the food get right? They have 3 branches, i think... 1 at the newly renovated Jurong Point which has Dim Sum Lunch Buffet, Novena Sq 2 and Anchorpoint have Dim Sum High Tea Buffet. Prices are reasonable for the buffet, you can check out from their website. We have taken photos but unfortunately, the bluetooth of my lappie is spoilt and I can't trf from the phone. Next post maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking for a while, bought 2 sets of Korean drama from Poh Kim. Yeah, this will keeps me occupied for at a while. We then went to chill at the Donut Factory Cafe at Velocity. Nice place and nice food. With every cup of coffee/tea you order, there will be a free original glazed donut for you. Me and dear were fortunate that at the point when we ordered, the glazed donut were juz freshly baked from the kitchen. Hot, soft and nice the dough juz sank into our teeth. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceed to his aunt's place for dinner at night. His aunt catered a mini buffet spread from neo gardens to mark the end of CNY, since the last day is today on a Monday, alot of families actually make use of yesterday (sunday) to have a family dinner to mark the end of the festive season. Hmm... tonight I am gonna make dumplings soup as dessert. Yummy. Well, that's our sunday. I know it doesn't sounds exciting but definitely quality time spent for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1087640595972874950?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1087640595972874950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1087640595972874950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1087640595972874950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1087640595972874950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/lazy-sunday.html' title='The Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2439871796177826975</id><published>2009-02-09T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:12:06.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 Need of a Woman</title><content type='html'>The number 1 need of a woman is affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man should learn to give his wife the affection that is due to her. Affection gives the wife a sense of security, protection, comfort and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points a man should learn:&lt;br /&gt;1. Giving a kiss and a hug to the wife before leaving for work&lt;br /&gt;2. Sms/Calling during the day to find out how's she's doing at home/work&lt;br /&gt;3. Giving her a hug when you arrive home and ask about her day&lt;br /&gt;4. Hug and cuddle her to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn to hold hands&lt;br /&gt;6. Open and close the car door for her&lt;br /&gt;7. Share in the housework load&lt;br /&gt;8. Giving her a massage after a long day&lt;br /&gt;9. Remember the big days and surprise her with gifts (gifts are sentimental not practical)&lt;br /&gt;10. Give flowers and little notes occassionally to surprise her&lt;br /&gt;11. Date her once a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the points above, my hubby fulfill 10/11 except the point where it mentions giving flowers and notes occassionallly. Without fail, dear always kisses and hugs me before leaving for work each day and when he arrives home. He always sms or even calls me during lunch to find out how I am doing and what am I eating for lunch. He always hug me before sleep and always interested in what have I been doing all day long. He listens earnestly to my "complaints" everyday and every night. Without fail, he provides me with massages everyday to release me of the "burden" of the day. Dear does the housework as and when he deems he should do. To be honest, I only do 40% to a max of 60% of the housework. *grins blissfully*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not drive or have a car, but whenever we take cab or have a ride from family members, dear will open the door for me. He remembers all the birthdays, anniversary, valentine's day and any other special day and make effort to make the day special for us. He dates me every Wednesday and he never fails to hold my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I ask for with a hubby like this. I feel like the most bliss wife on earth right at this moment. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2439871796177826975?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2439871796177826975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2439871796177826975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2439871796177826975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2439871796177826975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/1-need-of-woman.html' title='#1 Need of a Woman'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7804335397561786429</id><published>2009-02-07T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:53:28.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What should I blog about? Having writer's block I thinkn as what pple said... Ever since CNY, our lives have been down right boring. Here's our daily routine. Dear goes to work in the morning and comes back in the evening. Yours truly here will wake up ard 8+, eat breakfast, maybe do housework (maybe only hor.. hehe), switch on tv &amp;amp; watch some long time ago the then SBC shows, continue the day with surfing the net, check emails, facebook, cook dinner at the right time, wait for dear to come back, eat dinner, watch more tv and finally sleep. How EXCITING right. Down right boring! Oh man! I need a life! Dear said I should go out shopping, walk around etc. But going out means spending money, without income how can I afford to do that? I tried going out for a couple of days, spent a day in the library.. cool right? Of course with the strong air con. Went to mom's place to laze some more. Been window shopping in town but that's like after debating for the whole morning if I should step out of town. Arrgghhh! can someone suggest a more colorful life for me? (-_-''')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weekend today! Finally! Everyday I have been longing for weekend to come so dear can be with me. Quite depressing ar. I think I must be giving dear a hard time with all these depressing "behaviour".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7804335397561786429?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7804335397561786429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7804335397561786429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7804335397561786429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7804335397561786429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-should-i-blog-about-having-writers.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2895993584435639379</id><published>2009-01-28T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:01:49.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>is here, today is the 3rd day and we still have 12 more days to go before the new year celebration ends. We have a hectic new year's eve, starting with a morning walk from Harbourfront to Hort Park, a good breakfast to reward ourselves after the big walk, head home to do household chores and prepare food for reunion dinner at night. This year, for the 1st time in 12//13 years (i can't exactly rem anymore), we had reunion dinner with my parents on the actual new year's eve together as 1 big family. We had steamboat and had the traditional Lo Hei, great fun as well. As usual, even my mom said we never learn from our "mistakes", always too much food and there's still almost half the food left in my fridge today. Haiz... guess we are still better off eating at restaurant, at least we will not order too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of cny was spent rushing here and there. Early in the morning, we woke up at 7+ to go to my in laws place to "bai nian", followed by the grandparents' place at telok blangah. Bro supposed to fetch us at Vivo at 11.30am but due to the huge jam at 2nd link, we decided to head on to JB via the causeway. So after telok blangah, we took a cab to Thomson Plaza where bro picked us from there. Oh and guess what, in the morning on our way to Delta, juz as we were going to pass yishun we remembered that we left our passports at home. Got to get cabbie uncle to make a u-turn. The uncle must be grinning from ear to ear as the fare easily came up to $25 where it's usually only abt $18. Anyway, back to m'sia, there's a bit of a jam at m'sia custom and it's because the usual 4 lane road is now only a 2 lane. OMG, how stupid can the people there be to come up with such a change. Nonetheless, we made it to granny's place. A short catchup with my cuzzies and we head home to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 4pm, early because bro fetched us all the way. Took a nap and off we went to Aunt Shook Yee's place for a good time of merry. All in all, the whole 2 days were juz food and food, drink and drink.... I think I prob have gain a pound or two by now. Detox time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we rested for the entire morning and had a lazy afternoon catching a movie at Cathay. We watched the Wedding Game, which in our opinion is a brainless show. Funny but not funny, plot but no plot, so much for Singapore production. We decided to give Jack Neo's Love Matters a miss as we weren't sure if it will worth the $10 per ticket or not. Had dinner at dear's grandparents' place again as "Kai nian fan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how we have spent our CNY, how about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2895993584435639379?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2895993584435639379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2895993584435639379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2895993584435639379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2895993584435639379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-748390997280130036</id><published>2009-01-20T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:55:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY is round the corner again, in fact it's happening this weekend. It's a time of reunion with relatives and also I will say the routine is here again for people to go around visiting relatives they haven't seen in a year. What does CNY means to you? Yes, a time of reunion, a time where all meet to have merry. But there is something which I do not understand. Why do most people wait till this particular day of the year to meet? There's 364 other days in the year but why they do not want to make the effort to meet up? Another thing, why do the elders love to use this day as an excuse to demand time from their children to oblige to their "requests" and in the event making things ridiculous, unreasonable and demanding. I simply do not understand. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY is a time where families get together to celebrate the new year. It's a time of get together. In fact, we shouldn't just get together on this particular day. However, I feel that on this happy day, understanding should be displayed. To answer my previous question about meeting up on this day, it's probably some people are staying in different countries and work makes it almost impossible for them to meet on the other 364 days and thus CNY is the only common day where they can take time off to meet up and catch up. Simply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, sad to say that some has abuse this day to make it into a day of "I am the queen/king today and whatever I say, you have to oblige. And I am upset because you didn't "obey" me." Well, this sentence is to address the concerns of some young couples facing issues with parents. Honestly, I just feel that parents should be understanding towards the children. Come on, weren't you in that stage of life before? We are living in 21st century now and things have become very different from the past. Move on, my dear! Live in the present and in reality. Move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my faithful reader(s), if you are in the same situation where you are dreading this particular day in the year, just remember, do what you think is right. Prioritize your time and be firm, do what is right and be happy. Apologies for this "sad and make no sense" post as I am just typing out of feelings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-748390997280130036?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/748390997280130036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=748390997280130036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/748390997280130036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/748390997280130036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-is-round-corner-again-in-fact-its.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6559418243258085912</id><published>2009-01-19T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:50:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHT</title><content type='html'>We had a huge fight yesterday. The 1st fight of the year. I couldn't understand why did I start the fight and I felt so stupid about it. Totally regretted it. Sometimes I just couldn't understand why I can't control and just contain my emotions. In the midst of losing control, people get hurt and all sorts of rubbish just start uncovering themselves. Haiz... A poor start of the morning leds to a poor day. That's all I can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-6559418243258085912?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6559418243258085912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6559418243258085912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6559418243258085912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6559418243258085912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/01/fight.html' title='FIGHT'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1037909868080239573</id><published>2009-01-13T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:44:42.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplished!</title><content type='html'>For the past 2 days i have been good girl staying at home and only go out when necessary. Did a lot of things and I have never feel so accomplish before. I woke up yesterday morning and started my long to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Washed bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;2. Vaccum and mopped floor&lt;br /&gt;3. Baked muffins for dear's next day breakfast&lt;br /&gt;4. Watched live telecast of Golden Glode awards&lt;br /&gt;5. Went SSC to buy paint, DIY materials and dear's fav drinks from Giant&lt;br /&gt;6. Paint wall&lt;br /&gt;7. Cook dinner (dear's work ended early and back home at 6.30pm instead of 10pm)&lt;br /&gt;8. DIY calender (90% done as lack of materials) - done this while dear went coffee drink with his bestie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a super long tired day for me.... today is part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kept dried bedsheets&lt;br /&gt;2. Continue painting wall and finally finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to give myself a pat on the back because I got to say my 1st attempt in painting wall is rather successful. Haha! Add on to all these, we have also given our house a new facelift. Re-arranged all the furnitures and now we have a more define living area and dining area. Our house is all ready for the new year! Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1037909868080239573?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1037909868080239573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1037909868080239573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1037909868080239573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1037909868080239573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/01/accomplished.html' title='Accomplished!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2628582334626621988</id><published>2009-01-12T13:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:09:13.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision</title><content type='html'>Welcome 2009, first post of the year for 2009 during Mid-Jan. We hear of economic down turn, pay cuts and bad news for this yr 2009, even pple are cutting back on CNY red packets this yr. Well no matter what the yr brings, we choose to believe for good and greater things, esp for our nation. Especially our jobs, family and life in Singapore.. so fragile sometimes, treasure and cherish whatever, thank God continually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a weird nightmare just last nite and thinking back, it was as through I was living in fearful reality. Or rather God was trying to show me a vision. Basically, recounting back on the dream.. I was really taken aback by the truth of that dream. Glimpses of good old friends turning to the spirit of the world i.e. licentiousness and backsliding. Hearts of many grown cold..Some were making merry whilst some were sad, disappointed with ups and downs of life. There and then, i felt God telling me/us that sometimes we have failed in His entrustment of some pple to us for correction, change or even to be a just a friend to them. And if we ever did forget or procrastinate to heed his calling for this pple, judgement will come upon us. Suddenly brought me back to 1 statement that Rev John Bevere was saying the other day; God will judge you not only for failing to heed his calling, but also not fulfilling what He has entrusted or asked you to do.. I woke up in cold sweat at 510am, not sleeping and repeatedly saying : " I understand what You wanted me to do and will give it my best shot!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, dreams can be fun and easily forgotten at times however dreams can be a vision or relevation from God that time is running out for this world and we need to do our part. Afterall He judges us not based on our good / bad deeds but our fulfilling of God's call / destiny on our lives. And He wishes to see us reach out actively to the pple that gone astray. Scary but so true indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let done our part!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2628582334626621988?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2628582334626621988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2628582334626621988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2628582334626621988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2628582334626621988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2009/01/vision.html' title='Vision'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-943456091122100614</id><published>2008-12-31T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:40:47.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve!</title><content type='html'>Into the last few hours of year 2008. What are you doing tonight? Some of you should probably have gone out of the house early today to do some shopping, make reservations for dinner at nice restaurants, while some of you are in the midst changing into your best outfits and on your way to meet your love ones. I believe there are also some of you who are making yourself busy at home preparing for a get together with lovely friends / relatives. But whatever it is, I am sure everything will end with a good countdown and you are going to start 2009 with a big bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I doing tonight with hubby? Oh well, we prefer something cozy and quiet and spending quality time together. Meeting up with a friend/ex-colleague and her hubby for dinner at SSC nearby home. We are going to Aston's Specialities, hope there won't be a long queue as they do not accept reservation. Initially, I have been racking my brains and feeling frustrated because due to our laziness, we have no place for dinner. All restaurants are fully booked and thinking of the huge crowd we will be facing if we are downtown gives us a big headache. But well, now we got a place and we are sure that it's going to be a nice dinner and quality time spend with one another. Perhaps a quiet countdown at home tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy New Year everyone! Let's enter 2009 with a big bang and it's going to be the best year yet for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-943456091122100614?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/943456091122100614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=943456091122100614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/943456091122100614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/943456091122100614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3641820078959205602</id><published>2008-12-30T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:23:24.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 1 more day</title><content type='html'>Just as we have finished counting down to christmas last week, this week is another countdown to the new year. Time really passes fast. As the end of the year approaches, it may be a time that you may want to sit down to reflect your 2008 and at the same time make new plans, goals for 2009. This may sound really boring and I know alot of us procrastinate in doing all these, myself included. But as I sit at home these few days, i thought I might as well take a walk down memory lane and relive some of the big moments in 2008. Make some plans for 2009 so that we can have a better year ahead. Besides doing all these, I too take God for the quality time spent with my family for the whole of Dec. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thinking what should we do tml. Shall we check into a hotel room and spend more quality time and countdown to the new year at the comfort of the hotel or even make it to the countdown party? Or shall we just save the money and stay at home? Actually, we should have do a short trip elsewhere right? But too late to make arrangement now, leave is an issue, money is also an issue. Been feeling that we are making ourselves old because we longer seems to have those countdown party with our friends. We feel lazy and just want to stay at home. Or is it we have lost our friends in this walk of life? Oh man, I want to do something tml night... take the lazy bones out of us and get our minds working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3641820078959205602?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3641820078959205602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3641820078959205602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3641820078959205602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3641820078959205602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-1-more-day.html' title='Just 1 more day'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5680005296848502204</id><published>2008-12-24T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:24:22.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining since midnight last night. Woke up early, suppose to do some marketing then to acupuncture and off to last minute shopping at orchard before meeting darling for service at Jurong West. But all plans stored because of the rain. Haiz... so sianz. Was chatting with Suyin and we both agreed that this Christmas is one where we can't feel the chrissy mood in the air, probably due to the recession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still at home now... oh God what time can I get out of the house? Or is there any where I can still buy groceries after 8pm tonight? Or do I have to drag food stuff to church later??? Headache...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5680005296848502204?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5680005296848502204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5680005296848502204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5680005296848502204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5680005296848502204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/12/rainy-christmas-eve.html' title='Rainy Christmas Eve'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4326620314470391457</id><published>2008-12-22T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:12:48.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is here</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming in 3 more days! How exciting right... but some how we didn't seem to catch the chrissy mood as yet. Is it becoming too "mandate" or are we getting old and lazy that set us up in a indifferent mode? Nonetheless, we are still preparing pressies for our love ones. Giving myself an excuse to go for christmas shopping. We went downtown yesterday evening to walk around, hoping to find something to buy but we ended up with juz today's breakfast and shampoo. I feel that we have become too complacent with our lives recently that the only reason why we look forward to festive holidays is really a day to ourselves and  to rest our tired out bodies. Or perhaps we have been traveling the entire year and seen new culture and countries that we do not find our little red dot country exciting anymore? Are we becoming anti social? I really do not know. Everyone around us seems to be so busy with their own lives that sometimes we wonder if we really have friends. Let's hope that this Christmas, something exciting will birth forth in our lives. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4326620314470391457?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4326620314470391457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4326620314470391457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4326620314470391457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4326620314470391457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-here.html' title='Christmas is here'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2693274094244306041</id><published>2008-12-11T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:53:40.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annyong Haseyo!</title><content type='html'>Annyong Haseyo! We are back from Korea! But still recuperating from all the adventures and tiredness that we do not have the enough to blog about it as yet. So faithful readers, stay tune for the updates! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is another 2 weeks away and I have not gotten myself into the mood as yet. What should I do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any plans anyone? Gathering? Feast? Isn't that the norm???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2693274094244306041?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2693274094244306041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2693274094244306041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2693274094244306041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2693274094244306041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/12/annyong-haseyo.html' title='Annyong Haseyo!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8884450682763514853</id><published>2008-12-11T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:59:37.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We just got back from wonderful Korea (30th Nov - 7th Dec) - say Kim chi that's when we take photos... most memorable of all. We embarked on a F &amp;amp; E tour of Chu-go-kup (thats korea in japanese btw) which is rather fulfilling.. talking about Co-ex mall, dong and nam markets (which we didnt go.). I'm sure baby misses shopping in korea most of all.. boots, dunking donuts which we have been buying everyday, even formidable E-mart, subway stations and amazing korean food (hot stone bibimpap, grilled mackerel, lotz of kimchi -redish, cold whitish radish, ikan bills, famous seafood soup with siky tofu.. ). i am starting to miss intercontinental hotel, and western Co-Op cos it reminded me of west end apartments back in australia. Well its being a really good experience, can u imagine eating "ice-kachang' everyday when its snowing like nobody businesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to our job liao.. Poor baby has to endure few weeks without job.. pray that she would have a job soon. i will be praying for you heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more photos coming your way!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8884450682763514853?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8884450682763514853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8884450682763514853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8884450682763514853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8884450682763514853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-just-got-back-from-wonderful-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2776084462690923253</id><published>2008-11-30T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:21:42.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea here we come!</title><content type='html'>It's traveling time again today, we are leaving on a plane in 12hrs time to the Seoul. 1st time in Korea and as daring as can be, we are on free and easy. Yes, language could be an issue but guess we will do fine. :) So that means, we will be MIA from this blog of ours for at least 8 days before we surface again filling you with details of our adventure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, we have been traveling alot since last November. In a year, we have made 8 trips to the world. Well, I know for those business man and woman, cannot be compare to you but ours are purely on leisure. Heehee... we still stand on our "conviction" that "travel as much as we can, of course finances allow, before the little ones start popping in our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today is the last day of November, 1 more month before 2008 ends and we believe that this will be the best year yet for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2776084462690923253?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2776084462690923253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2776084462690923253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2776084462690923253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2776084462690923253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/korea-here-we-come.html' title='Korea here we come!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8380770363162769474</id><published>2008-11-30T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:23:28.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Nov 08 - The final closing chapter of "A"</title><content type='html'>Finally, the final day has come and past. Lots of emo and lots of good-byes. Though it's sad but it's also a happy time, the ending of a chapter and the beginning of another chapter. Thank you all those who are there that have provided me with a good 2.5yrs of wonderful memories and teaching and guiding me all these while. I will definitely miss all you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2.5yrs have been a great learning experience for me and it has been a journey where I have grow up. It's a place where I have ventured into a number of "1st" in my life. It's a place where I have entered into a new phrase of my life, a place where I made the 2nd biggest decision in my life. Though not as long as some of you guys, but to me it has been a great 2.5yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for giving me a great 2.5yrs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8380770363162769474?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8380770363162769474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8380770363162769474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8380770363162769474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8380770363162769474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/28-nov-08-final-closing-chapter-of.html' title='28 Nov 08 - The final closing chapter of &quot;A&quot;'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7953541333360038160</id><published>2008-11-27T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:06:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SS4ARzaot3I/AAAAAAAAD7g/lpU3BLXe4g4/s1600-h/Photo025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273152519557134194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SS4ARzaot3I/AAAAAAAAD7g/lpU3BLXe4g4/s320/Photo025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fun-loving brunch @ work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(though some not there and some new ones not in)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7953541333360038160?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7953541333360038160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7953541333360038160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7953541333360038160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7953541333360038160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-loving-brunch-work-though-some-not.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SS4ARzaot3I/AAAAAAAAD7g/lpU3BLXe4g4/s72-c/Photo025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1174899606572234071</id><published>2008-11-27T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:50:46.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd last day</title><content type='html'>It's thursday and final 2 days in the familiar place that I have been working in for 2.5yrs, or rather 2yrs and 7 months to be precise. As the time passes, I can't help but felt a sense of loss and sadness. Definitely gonna miss all the nice people here and the smiles and laughter that each individual bring to uplift the other one when there's frustration and all. Gonna miss my huge work station too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In exchange of all these, I have temporary freedom that a tai-tai will have until I land myself in my next job. In exchange of all these, I will have the time to "renovate" my house and explore new culinary skills. In exchange of all these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings though... even as I have been counting down to this day since a month ago but as time draws nearer to the final day, I can't help to feel sad. Nothing is forever in this world except God. So now, pack up my emotions and be brave and ready to face the final day ba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1174899606572234071?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1174899606572234071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1174899606572234071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1174899606572234071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1174899606572234071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/2nd-last-day.html' title='2nd last day'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7300437172627110661</id><published>2008-11-25T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:04:29.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SSu7ReP_B7I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/XOQEh7bfPHc/s1600-h/misc+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272513697619576754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SSu7ReP_B7I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/XOQEh7bfPHc/s320/misc+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SSu6h0gcMVI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/Ps9foi9m98c/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View photos of our anniversary &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=68380&amp;amp;l=59874&amp;amp;id=536411662"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=68383&amp;amp;l=ea4d1&amp;amp;id=536411662"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Opps, you must have facebook account to view them. :)&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/30374250-7300437172627110661?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7300437172627110661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7300437172627110661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7300437172627110661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7300437172627110661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/view-photos-of-our-anniversary-here-and.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SSu7ReP_B7I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/XOQEh7bfPHc/s72-c/misc+213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3229127573292297515</id><published>2008-11-25T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:01:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>I have been counting down to 28 Nov, but this morning when I woke up I had a sudden feeling of loss when I realised that I am only 3 more days away from 28 Nov. I begin to wonder what's going to happen next and what if I could not get the other job? I know I am definitely going to miss my lunch khakis, all the gossiping during lunch and teabreaks, the frustrations that we poured out to let off steam, the makan sessions and the crazy fun games sessions during lunch. All these, I am going to miss. I wonder if I will get a brunch of fun-loving khakis in my next job. We have been praying real hard for the training position to come to past, no hiccups and I pray that tml I will be receiving some good news. But I am not certain. But what I am certain is, I am definitely going to miss my boss, my desk and my plants. Not intending to bring the plants back home so gonna leave it behind. Those are my memories for the past 2.5yrs. This time, I am really going off, no more coming back after the holidays unless a miracle happen within the next 24hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best people! I know I will be happy at the end of the day. The sun still rises in the east each morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3229127573292297515?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3229127573292297515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3229127573292297515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3229127573292297515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3229127573292297515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2242912487438820473</id><published>2008-11-13T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:24:54.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAha... I'm glad that bebe loved the arrangment which started from her bdae rite.. Well thank God for good weather and therefore "nua" in the sanctuary. It was a good time well spent together so be next year your turn hehhee.. Now just hope that bebe would be healthy becos Health is Wealth!! and as our soul prospers so will our health and everything else prosper. To get a great job and happy family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2242912487438820473?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2242912487438820473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2242912487438820473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2242912487438820473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2242912487438820473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5981560428978566695</id><published>2008-11-13T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:31:39.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 1st Year</title><content type='html'>a real getaway and relaxation for us on the special day. But alas! I always have to fall sick on big event days like this... tummy and gastric giving me problem in the morning... but that doesn't dampen the mood. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear was so sweet. He woke up early to prepare a sumptous lunch for me. Marinated honey baked wings, char-grilled corn, pasta aglio olio with bacon (quite spicy though) and cream of brocolli. But due to my poor tummy, I can't drink the fruity red wine so he has that all to himself while i drank my warm plain water. I couldn't eat much too as I was very very bloated due to the silly tummy and gastric. So took a few mouth full of pasta, drink 1 spoon of soup, finished the corn and wings and ta-da, I am done. Though I couldn't finish all the wonderful food but it was simply delicious and I felt so blessed! It's been quite some time since dear cooked big feast for me... miss the times in brissy. The effort that dear put in, the sweat and all juz melts my heart. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we packed our clothes for the getaway and bathed. He refused to tell me where we were going but just mentioned that we will leave at 2pm and there's a driver who will pick us up. Woah! Just slightly after 2pm, his phone rang and we made our way down. It's a e200 mercs kompressor and it's super spacious lor. the driver simple took us on a ride from the north to the west to the south and finally it turned into Island Sentosa! Haha... but it was raining. We arrived at the Amara Sacutuary and I was greeted by the friendly staff. Felt like a royal princess has arrived. We checked into our courtyard suite and since it was raining so heavily, there's nothing we can do except to nua. The hotel was nice to present us a bottle of wine and tropical fruits as welcome since it's our anniversary. We too had a surprise teabreak spread delivered to us. Oh, not to mention there's a jaccuzi in the room. So nice! But raining... haiz. Nvm, we watched tv, nua and slept on the poster bed, king size. My ideal kind of getaway... do nothing but nua... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.45pm, we made our way to Shutters restaurant to have our endless love 4 course dinner. Wanted to watch Songs of the sea after that but not in time... so sad. Retreated back to the room to enjoy the jaccuzi and watch tv. Slept through till the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning was good weather, had a good breakfast and quickly made our way to the imbiah lookout to finish what we failed to do the day before -- LUGE &amp;amp; skyride!!! Woah! SO much fun. And we acted like tourists, walked around and took lots of photos and then it started raining again. How sad can that be right! Anyway, we board the free sentosa express and took 1 round before going back to the hotel for checkout. And guess what, we have the nice mercs that sent us right back to our doorstep. So wonderful right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know there's nothing too exciting about this post on our wedding anniversary but to me, it means alot. Because all these were planned beautifully by dear and we have indeed enjoyed the quality time together. Perhaps God made the rain for us. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be uploaded later for your feast for your eyes. So stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5981560428978566695?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5981560428978566695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5981560428978566695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5981560428978566695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5981560428978566695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-1st-year.html' title='Our 1st Year'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7529949609075546586</id><published>2008-11-12T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:37:18.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick again... haiz... if i keep falling sick with the same gastric issue, how in the world am i going to prepare myself for procreation? Oh God please heal, protect and provide me with a good healthy body. I am still in the office but i feel so weak. Horrible feeling. Weak, bloaty, vomity, tired, strength-less. All in all, only 1 word -- sianz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7529949609075546586?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7529949609075546586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7529949609075546586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7529949609075546586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7529949609075546586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2061296747618307568</id><published>2008-11-10T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:07:40.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 November</title><content type='html'>Happy wedding Anniversary! it's 1am in the morning of 10 Nov 08, exactly 1 year before we have committed both of us into a new relationship in life, that require taking a vow in the sight of the Trinity. Why am I not sleeping? I am waiting for hubby to finish up preparing what he needs to for the morning and he will bath and climb into bed besides me. I am wondering what surprise he has for me in the morning. *sweet grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly at 12am just night, just as we were preparing to take shower after returning home from Sylvia's wedding, his phone alarm rang and it played our "song". I was surprised. Not only that, dear asked me to close my eyes and out came my 1st 2 surprises! Haha! So sweet... he did everything without me knowing. Anyway, we exchanged gifts. It was the sweetest thing on earth at that moment. It's not the gifts but it is really the effort we put in to prepare all these. I am  the most "xin fu" woman on earth with dear as my hubby. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be spending anniversary away from home and I do not know where he is taking me to. But I was given a rundown of the programs yesterday afternoon... so I think I shall just let him take the lead and be happy. Shall update soon after. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2061296747618307568?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2061296747618307568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2061296747618307568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2061296747618307568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2061296747618307568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-november.html' title='10 November'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2212107427322335526</id><published>2008-11-05T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:38:47.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid week</title><content type='html'>Mid week le... haiz, i am still weak and tired all over. I guess it's due to the time of the month this time round. It's so heavy and I feel so messy.... i guess my system is trying to get ride of whatever it has accumulated over the past few months. Haiz... being a woman is so tough. Have also sianz, dun have also sianz. What to do.... who asked Adam and Eve to sin right in the beginning right. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear also call in sick today... down with sore throat and flu virus. Poor him.&lt;br /&gt;MIL came this morning... so touched. She was worried about me and bought fish (fresh from TB market) and organic vegies for me. Came and cooked porridge for me... but dear wasn't back yet so she didn't know he was sick as well. Oh well, i shared my porridge with dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying hard that tonight we will be well enough to join the cg for dinner at Gallery Hotel to celebrate ZX's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna take a nappy now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2212107427322335526?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2212107427322335526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2212107427322335526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2212107427322335526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2212107427322335526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/mid-week.html' title='Mid week'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5991813212351869264</id><published>2008-11-05T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:34:10.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>hubby came back just before i went off to work, yes went to work for the handover meeting but was home just before 12.30pm. darling came back just in time to kiss me goodbye. (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went office and told bossy abt having mc till weds and will only be back on thurs to work. she was "scolding" me as to why did I even bother to come in since handover can be postponed. haiz... i was worried about the BAO on wednesday. See, this is how responsible i am... haha.&lt;br /&gt;After all the information download and making sure that everything is in "good care", i left the office. packed lunch for hubby and cab home. God must have know that I was feeling weak and tired that He brought a cab to me right at the doorstep of the office lobby, which is so rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and found darling asleep... poor him, must be so tired as he was working throughout the entire night. Woke up to take lunch and shortly after, both of us went to sleep with the heavy rain pouring outside the window. Slept through the afternooon and woke up to go ikea in the evening. Shopped and spent over $30+ on household stuff and once again, cabbed home. Haha... seems like we are back to our cabby days. Reached home at 10.15pm. Could be due to the medication, i was so tired that we felt asleep very soon after washing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lazy day indeed... being sick is not fun. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5991813212351869264?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5991813212351869264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5991813212351869264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5991813212351869264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5991813212351869264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4908395318372485980</id><published>2008-11-03T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:24:43.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts on a lonely night</title><content type='html'>it's november. yes, another 8 weeks to the end of the year. Had a lovely weekend though sunday wasn't really a pleasant one. :( Saturday went church and had our 3rd arise and build as a couple together. This time round, we pledged a realistic pledge amount. In 2006, we pledged a faith amount, 2007 we pledged an ideal amount and 2008 we pledge a realistic amount. Nonetheless, we believe that we are able to fulfil and our breakthough has just begin. Does it means that this coming 6 months we are going to live like the poor? No, absolutely nope. I believe we are going to live even richer. Haha. He is a faithful God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was call in sick for me. Vomitted and had fever... didn't subside till this evening. MC for 2 days... sianz. Sianz as in I have to be sick personnel... but good as in no need to work. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling is working overnight today, so have to take care of myself le. He will only be back tomorrow morning after i went to work. yes, i am going to work though i am on mc... will have to go back for handover and prepare for weds class. yup, you read correctly, i am still going to conduct class for weds coz i dun think my "new" boss will be so good to let the other 2 do extra work at all. really can't wait to get out of that place. haiz... a place of 2.5yrs of good memories is gone juz by some "mistake/actions" that some selfish people make. nvm, everything will be over in 3 weeks' time. Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4908395318372485980?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4908395318372485980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4908395318372485980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4908395318372485980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4908395318372485980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts-on-lonely-night.html' title='random thoughts on a lonely night'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4949180592171760757</id><published>2008-10-31T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:42:30.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>Thursday was an exciting day for me, it was also the happiest day of my life in these past 3 weeks. I tendered. Never thought this day will come but well, it has now come to past. Everyone was shock and they thought I am those who will stay till the end of my contract. People do fail. If I have a choice, I definitely will want to stay through the whole commitment but things change and people change too. With the departure of my boss and the whole management re-org, I simply do not see the point to carry on. I have seen enough for the past 2.5yrs or sorry, recorrect, I should say for the past 1 month I have clearly seen the whole ugliness of the "soon-to-be" team mates and boss. Totally disgusted and disappointed. Why only now and not the past 2.5yrs, you may asked. I have a very good mentor and boss who provides a good training ground for my career and one who protects me from all the "arrows". That really makes a big difference. I were say 99% of the people leave the boss and peers instead of the company and job, while 1% leaves the company and job. This is very true. Ask yourself, why is the push factor for you to throw in the letter when you leave your last job? For me, I belong to the 1% for my last job but today, I belong to the 99%. It is really disheartening. But no worries! The sun still rises from the east this morning and I believe greater plans and paths have already been set out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday and I thank God for it! The work week has come to an end and the weekend is going to begin again. After that a brand new week again. I ask God for a good weekend ahead where I can rest 100%. Didn't I rest over the long weekend? Oh yes I did, not find not enough becoz we went bintan. Suppose to be relaxing but somehow felt more tired. Wrong choice... should have just stay at home and nua, that's the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of week ending, it's month end as well today! End of October! Exciting November coming marks the start of my countdown. And the start of building fund. Wonder how is God's challenge for us this time round...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4949180592171760757?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4949180592171760757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4949180592171760757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4949180592171760757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4949180592171760757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3424306749180673566</id><published>2008-10-29T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:47:20.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>The day started off well and I pray that it will be a good day today. Things have not been the same since 2-3 weeks ago, all I am asking for is smooth transition in a month's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acupunture again tonight... "sleeping time" as I called it sometimes. It's a good 30mins rest while the acupunture is in session and with soft music, it sets the perfect atmosphere to sleep. :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm... this means no pak tou day for this week le. Since the beginning of July, our pak tou day have been anyday of the week instead of the fixed and scheduled Wednesday. I wonder when we can resume the original plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big break is coming in dec... come dec, i will be able to rest all i want, shop all i want (for xmas and cny), lead the all desire tai-tai life i want, do all the nice cooking and baking that i have been yearning for... not so sure how's dear will be taking all these. LOL! I think as long as finances are well-plan and I am not looking into this for the ultimate long term, he should be alright hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have for now... counting down to another 30days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3424306749180673566?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3424306749180673566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3424306749180673566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3424306749180673566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3424306749180673566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1350744045451954757</id><published>2008-10-28T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:30:45.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan - CG 1st outing</title><content type='html'>We are back from bintan yesterday evening. It's our cg 1st ever outing. Overall it's not too bad, really a time of relaxation. To me and dear, now we know who in the cg can holiday together and who can't really. Well, that's common within a group right? Not as if like we go as friends and come back as enemies. Haha. It's our 2nd time to bintan within the last 3 months and everything is like nothing new to us and for both of us is really mainly a time to get away from home after the past 2 weeks of roller coaster ride in our lives. We took photos but not a lot... just the normal standard shots. Well, we kind of took less this time as "planned" because both of us mainly went own time own target as the others mainly move in a group. That's the problem with us, both of us can't really move in group as we have to be "constraint" to a certain extend. Prob next trip we will do better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we have our finale for enriching life series 2 in church. It's the "Dare to be You" contest and we proudly say that Pris Koh of our cg won 1st! We went wild... nvr tot we could won anything even though we sent 2 contestants including silin. Well, judges said that PrisK really looked so different that they can't recognise her at all. And of course, PrisK said it's the couple connect group effort. Haha! But well, good job everyone! We shall post up photos either here or facebook later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service, we headed home "prepared" the house with lots of sleeping space as the cg came over to stay so the next day we can share a maxi cab to TMF. Indeed, it's a cheap ride at $4 per person from sembawang to tanah merah terminal. Haha. If the rest have not come over to sleep, we wouldn't have know that our house is really huge to house lots of pple. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1350744045451954757?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1350744045451954757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1350744045451954757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1350744045451954757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1350744045451954757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/bintan-cg-1st-outing.html' title='Bintan - CG 1st outing'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4625657387900932263</id><published>2008-10-23T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:51:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for you for your concern that everything is ok, smiles are back and back to normal. I must say that its being an emotional roller coaster for bebe who has to battle both phys and work related stress. But at the same time, just in time for Godly intervention and good frens around us to constantly support &amp;amp; encourage us. Things happen for reason and purpose, although its painful and stressful, unfairness, and we question God and blame this and that. I just feel that we should be content no matter what and take it into our stride. Its like saying Heaven and Earth will surely pass away but Jesus's words would never!! Wanna re-assure baby that everything would be ok and we are all by your side so dun worry. Things would turn out well:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be going first CG outing at Bintan over the weekened, dunno how we would fare ''_" meaning what we would. just nuan-ing and enjoying the sun, sand and the sea surely. Traditional Indo food and javanese message. A pity we should have tried out Batam resort instead. But its ok, re-visit the place again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully towards end of the yr, things would be better, my project can complete on time, if not earlier.. Bebe can get a job that she desires and loves. We would be able to fulfill the building time this time round, faithfully stretching and maximing our belief and faith in the Faithful One. All for 2008 would be over soon.. time to re-plan new goals, vision and dreams again!!! AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4625657387900932263?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4625657387900932263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4625657387900932263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4625657387900932263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4625657387900932263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-for-you-for-your-concern-that.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1700438535936199692</id><published>2008-10-22T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:02:23.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all alone in the office today, peaceful. though not much activities but i thought it is nice to be alone once in a while to finish up some paper work and to maybe reflect my life in the office. only another 2.5hrs off work and what have i been doing the entire day? Well, whole morning I was clearing emails, replying to questions and acting on the to-do actions of those emails. Had an early lunch at 11.30am and since 1pm, I have been direction-less... meaning do not know what to do - bored. Yes, I have tons of paper work to do but i am juz plain lazy to do. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I were say that today is the only peaceful day i have at work since the past 2 weeks. Past 2 weeks have been hectic, fighting against time, handling unforeseen circumstances, emo rides and tolerating childish acts. Well, finally today is "world peace". At the same time, i am more settled in with my decision and have a clear picture of my own life. Sorry to all who have bear with my emotion rides for the past 2 weeks. Thank you for standing by me as friends too and bearing with all my nonsense. Thank you dear for being there with me all along, giving me comfort and encouragement and assuring that everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say now is, i am all prepare to move forward and move on in life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1700438535936199692?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1700438535936199692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1700438535936199692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1700438535936199692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1700438535936199692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-alone-in-office-today-peaceful.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5878267576976405310</id><published>2008-10-20T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:35:54.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday</title><content type='html'>It's a brand new week again and I am just feeling the same as last week. Nothing better. Oh well, indeed yesterday was much better especially after attending service. The message came in timely and I felt encouraged by what Pst shared. What they have gone through, the disappointments, the anxiety, the worrying etc etc I will say it's not any better than what I am going though. But what makes me better or encourages me is at the end of the day, I know that God is able to turn the whole situation around and provide for us. As long as we have faith even as small as a mustard seed, God indeed will do miraclous things in our lives and fulfill the desires of our heart. Specific, focus and continous prayers are what God is looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards, we will write down our requests, focus on it and prayer continuously. Fasting combine with prayers will make things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th dimension living...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5878267576976405310?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5878267576976405310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5878267576976405310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5878267576976405310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5878267576976405310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-monday.html' title='It&apos;s Monday'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-764530274974845150</id><published>2008-10-17T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:32:42.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to move on</title><content type='html'>It's confirmed and my mind is made up. I will move on with effect from 1 Dec 08 onwards. Yes, I do miss the environment, the people, the bus driver and most of all, my lunch khakis. But hey, nice people, we can always meet up outside right? Heehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not sure what the future holds for me but I can say that definitely this is a push factor for me to make up my mind and move on. Since I always have the thought but due to some commitment level and relationship, I have always brush this aside. So now, that's it. I guess it's time and I believe my future is in the hands of God who will always make things exciting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-764530274974845150?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/764530274974845150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=764530274974845150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/764530274974845150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/764530274974845150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to move on'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1879476011444221159</id><published>2008-10-16T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:37:25.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>Darling is having exams on Monday and he's taking off tml and sat to study. I am thinking if I should work from home tml... been tired in the office with all the bad and sad news. Shall decide by tml morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear's gonna study tonight and I shall be a good wife and iron all the clothes tonight. Perhaps it will be a good way to destress and take my mind off the disappointment and hurt i am facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend gonna be busy and poor darling will have no time to study. I pray that God will make the little time he has to study fruitful and maximize time. 1st up, we have Doug's little princess 1st birthday on sat afternoon, follow by church service or should we settle for online again??? :( Then Sunday lunch, we have baby Joshua's 1st month shower, follow by dear's grandfather's birthday dinner @ Turf City. Haiz... not that I am complaining but why must it be at the same weekend and why Turf City at night? We simply do not like that place, food is not fanatastic or nice, in our opinion it's only so-so. And it's so far away! The only reason why we go there is because dear's uncle is a dunno member or a good friend of the manager or boss there. So silly right... i think the food at any other restaurant taste equally good or some even better. But what to do, we can't object or not turn up. Haiz.... Life's tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1879476011444221159?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1879476011444221159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1879476011444221159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1879476011444221159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1879476011444221159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5882151221693886721</id><published>2008-10-16T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:27:14.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wednesday</title><content type='html'>It's wednesday yesterday and we had our pak tou day revived! Finally! Well, not that we have not been spending time but previously due to bible study on weds and after the bs, we have been staying home to rest due to the hectic worklife we had. So yesterday, we went on a real time chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan was to stay home coz the previous night i prepared darling's fav vegetarian dish - zhai cai, but in the afternoon we decided to go out for a good meal and leave the dish to tonight. Considering we need a break due to the stressful time we have been facing and is still facing now. So off we went to Marina Mandarin Hotel for buffet dinner. Aquamarine has nice ambience and really good for group gathering. However, we reckon that food is only so-so but only for the common buffet fare. Specialty like the japanese fare, indian fare, cold dishes and desserts are good. Appetizers are nice too with fresh oysters, fresh and sweet prawns, slipper lobster etc etc. Had a good time just spending time with each other. Guess we really need the time with each other to heal our souls and bodies. So friends out there, if we both decided to retreat into the cold palace, please forgive us ok. Especially if we appear to be giving cold shoulder or even to being anti social. Need your understanding. Anyway, had a really good meal and so much so that when we walked out of the place, I felt like a pregnant lady who is perhaps into her 5th or 6th month of pregnancy. Haha! (-_-") The surprise that we got when we pay our bills... initially we thought that the buffet cost $70+++ per pax as recommended by the channel 8 show, so yours truly here was prepared for a $200 bill. But when the bill came, the price was only $48++ per pax. Got a good and pleasant shock, so decided to use my UOB Lady's card for bill. Bill came again and before i signed, i realised that they have a 15% discount for the card. Woah! So in the end we only paid a total of $96. Heehee... base price. But it's a 1x experience... not a place where I will visit again unless for chill out at the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the little time left after dinner before shop closes, we head to kiddy palace to search for a gift for baby Joshua's first month. Managed to get a nice gift but not enough time to search for 2nd present for Doug's daughter's 1st year birthday. Since we spent much less than expected for dinner, we decided to take the 1st cabby in our 2 weeks home. But ended up calling for a cab coz cabbies simply refuse to turn into Marina Square taxi stand despite being empty. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home ard 1045pm, bathed, spent some more quality time together reading, chatting and off we go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our wednesday. Even though it may sound normal and to some, even sound uninteresting, but to us, what matters is the quality time spent between both of us. That's enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5882151221693886721?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5882151221693886721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5882151221693886721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5882151221693886721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5882151221693886721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-wednesday.html' title='Our Wednesday'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1698823952581220934</id><published>2008-10-15T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:39:51.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lots of happenings for the past week, some are shocker while some are disappointments. what can we do? learn to accept what come may and learn as we go along. definitely feelings of sadness, disappointed, anixety, stress, or even relief and happiness. Whatever it is, we must take it in our own stife. But I have to say that it did affect me quite a bit, to an extend that i do not even know how I should be feeling anymore. Indifferent. So much have happened that I simply do not know how to feel or even how to write it down. Apologies to all my readers out there if you find these recent entries strange, and words pluck just right out from the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a break... a long long break. I do not know when, where or even how. Taking a break means having a financial cut, will this be possible in this time of downturn? I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God helps please...&lt;br /&gt;Friends, please keep us in prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1698823952581220934?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1698823952581220934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1698823952581220934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1698823952581220934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1698823952581220934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/lots-of-happenings-for-past-week-some.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2979060613843231506</id><published>2008-10-14T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:10:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>been feeling tired and weak... horrible feeling. Filled with anxiety as well... help pls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2979060613843231506?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2979060613843231506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2979060613843231506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2979060613843231506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2979060613843231506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3448855291526874297</id><published>2008-10-07T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:39:11.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>yes, I am feeling disappointed. Disappointed with work and business. :( But what can I say, it's part and parcel of the learning process. Haiz... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3448855291526874297?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3448855291526874297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3448855291526874297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3448855291526874297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3448855291526874297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/10/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-9198167451836594966</id><published>2008-09-29T10:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:58:44.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>F1 was simply amazing. Better than I thought, was glad that we bought the walkabout ticket. Although the sound was thundering and deafening, but the cars are simply fantabulous! Let the pictures tell the story. Though not well taken but the best that I can afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251263410238554466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOA8P81GgWI/AAAAAAAAD4k/ffgdyjN0UFc/s320/Bintan+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251263868722995682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOA8qo0T4eI/AAAAAAAAD4s/q10LkkYPkZA/s320/Bintan+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251264254725565538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOA9BGyfrGI/AAAAAAAAD40/R03wnXU18as/s320/Bintan+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251265377716711906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOA-CeQcseI/AAAAAAAAD48/FJ-r8uJbpcE/s320/Bintan+360.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The best pic taken from the qualifying round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's all for F1... too much to be put into words. You got to be there to experience it. So see you next year! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides F1 over the weekend, what else was exciting? Of course non other than my best friend's wedding. So exciting that I am aching all over my body now. Thank God, I asked permission to work from home. Good one and I hope we have made it a great day for her. (Of coz, very TL towards some pple but nvm.. i guess those kind no need or rather not worth to mention la. You know I know can liao. Haha Ah liang will know what I am talking about.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251268382370468898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOBAxXdulCI/AAAAAAAAD5E/URhyUOcEem0/s320/Bintan+380.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The handsome page boy -Adsel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251269099435587634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOBBbGvX-DI/AAAAAAAAD5M/rCL8AuTyJJo/s320/Bintan+384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Friends more than a decade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271894207055794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOBD9yE0R7I/AAAAAAAAD5k/ovIFrCA8ROc/s320/Bintan+387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Friends of decade 2 - who are we missing? The bride of course... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251269842957737778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOBCGYk3nzI/AAAAAAAAD5U/SrJlpdITXrQ/s320/Bintan+386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With my handsome daddy and mummy, and of course the most handsome man in my life. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271202801890242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOBDViY-s8I/AAAAAAAAD5c/_Mga8u-Uv5o/s320/Bintan+383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, with the man of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/30374250-9198167451836594966?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/9198167451836594966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=9198167451836594966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/9198167451836594966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/9198167451836594966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SOA8P81GgWI/AAAAAAAAD4k/ffgdyjN0UFc/s72-c/Bintan+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2007730017473775424</id><published>2008-09-26T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:40:22.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is THE day!</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone! This is the day! F1 day! Oh i am so excited. Just realised yesterday that my ticket allow me to enter into the race tracks starting from 1:30pm. Decided to take half day leave to really be there to catch all the actions. I believe that the final will be super exciting, more exciting to the power of infinity. Haha. Decided to take leave because me, being the kaisu one wants to catch the qualifying race rather than just the practices. And also to have the best out of the ticket mah. Ok, shall update again with photos. (hope my camera is good enough to catch the fast motion).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2007730017473775424?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2007730017473775424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2007730017473775424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2007730017473775424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2007730017473775424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-day.html' title='This is THE day!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3562681270578650617</id><published>2008-09-23T08:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:54:09.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS Time</title><content type='html'>I feel so moody, bloated and tired. Basically, i dun even feel like getting out of my comfy king size bed and my lovely cosy home. I just want to sleep the entire day and rot at home. I lost appetite for normal food but craves for junk food, but when junk was put in front of me, i just lost interest in them again. Arrghh... this is the symptons of PMS bah. Not funny when it coincides with Monday blues. I was so moody yesterday that i think my colleagues dun even dare to talk to me. Of coz on the other hand, I also dun feel like talking to them. Sidetrack a bit, recently for some reason, I really dun feel like working. Is it a que that i need a holiday again? haha, i dun mind to have one. Probably tired with all the events this month bah. Anyway, back to my point - PMS. Yes, i hate this feeling. It juz creates the negative ion in me to act like nobody business. And the worst thing... my time of the month is late again. Haiz... when will i be able to be "normal"? It always happen to me. 3 months of good cycles and I am back to the "adnormal" cycle again. This time round, God knows how long it will last. How to answer nation call and be pro creation? Haiz... it's another day of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3562681270578650617?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3562681270578650617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3562681270578650617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3562681270578650617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3562681270578650617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/pms-time.html' title='PMS Time'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4536967071008031258</id><published>2008-09-22T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:21:57.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>missed ah dine's dinner on fri night and her hen's party on sat night. haiz... why must I fall sick leh? blame the virus... wondering what did they plan and the AD agenda... waiting for her updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4536967071008031258?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4536967071008031258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4536967071008031258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4536967071008031258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4536967071008031258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/missed-ah-dines-dinner-on-fri-night-and.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7619506515513708395</id><published>2008-09-20T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:19:43.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 Race</title><content type='html'>Yohoo!!! We are going to the F1 race! Though it's not race day because we have more important event to attend on 28 Sept, but nonetheless we are going on 26 Sept with Elaine. We got ourselves the walking tickets on friday and we plan to walk  the track and take lots of photos. Haha. I think it's gonna be fun. Looking forward to the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7619506515513708395?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7619506515513708395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7619506515513708395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7619506515513708395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7619506515513708395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1-race.html' title='F1 Race'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6692173449255011131</id><published>2008-09-18T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:54:27.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th Bash....</title><content type='html'>Wah its been a long time since I blogged and dear baby has been doing all the blogging. Thank u for all the hard work while Im really busy with work, new boss coming in and the major and minor adjustments.. taxing life after this takeover. But its ok, with Baby's surprises to keep me going all the time. Time and again, she has impressed and surpassed all expectations of a normal surprise especially the "near-breaking house-in experience". Man u think of it, if some one wants to break into your house, why is the dog doing in the house?? and lights still on... what can I say.. thanks to all who made it a special 27th one for me... of course to dar dar who went extra miles.. (even tot she brought a car secretly)... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course congrats to Mr and Mrs Sia on birth of Joshua once again. A very cutie yet quiet boy. heard that he is quite strong physically, must be atributed to parents strong bodies and high tolerance and threshold level. Salute**. Dar can do it also, dun take jab... rather take the laughing gas and gotta make sure baby cries once out of womb. What a joy for the new parents embarking on new child-hood. God bless their new journey as proud parents. Someday we would be also.. leave it to us to plan and God to make our paths straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.. pondering on whats mine surprise next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-6692173449255011131?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6692173449255011131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6692173449255011131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6692173449255011131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6692173449255011131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/27th-bash.html' title='27th Bash....'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-943068552017643749</id><published>2008-09-18T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:11:41.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Honyu &amp; Suyin for the newly addition in your life --- Joshua Sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute little boy and according to the mummy and daddy, very obedient. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the news from the proud daddy yesterday early evening during my video editing class. Decided to visit them at Mt Alvernia hospital after work with darling. Oh, the baby boy is so cute but sleepyhead. Guess mummy sucked too much of the laughing gas during labor which causes him to be drowsy. Heehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suyin was happily relating the whole process to us and I can sense the bundle of joy that she has there and then. Trying to inspire and influence me to quickly give birth... haha. Oh well, this kind of thing cannot rush, if it come it comes. She was so funny, telling me if I want she can pass me the $200 voucher that the hospital gives her so I can offset for the package. Honyu was happily telling us about the nice confinement food that he gets to eat from the hospital too. Seems like he is enjoying it more than Suyin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but I can see the excitement that darling has and he was happily collecting lots of information from Honyu to get himself prepared. Oh well... let God plans for the future. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-943068552017643749?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/943068552017643749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=943068552017643749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/943068552017643749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/943068552017643749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5493221550473420779</id><published>2008-09-16T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:33:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Fingers feel itchy for another post. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, our weekly weds BS has ended and we can go back to our PTD! Wah, it's a full 10 weeks that we forgo to attend BS. Dear mentioned whether tml we want to go out for dinner or something, I very much like to but I am down with flu =( So we got to give this week a miss again. Whether it's PTD or not, Weds or other day, we still make time and enjoy each other's presence and company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5493221550473420779?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5493221550473420779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5493221550473420779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5493221550473420779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5493221550473420779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6579890357815547562</id><published>2008-09-16T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:24:29.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continue...</title><content type='html'>let's continue with the overdue continuation surprises for dear's birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a naughty and comfy boxer waiting for him in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;11. box of hugs and kisses under the pillow&lt;br /&gt;12. fav and longing to have Jean Perry bath towel... those that feels so soft on the skin&lt;br /&gt;13. lover's cheque book valid for 1 year&lt;br /&gt;14. breakfast in bed the next morning &lt;br /&gt;15. found bro's car in the carpark with surprise birthday present&lt;br /&gt;16. designated driver for the day (to dempsey hill for lunch @ PS cafe)&lt;br /&gt;17. treated him to movie @ great world "Wall-E"&lt;br /&gt;18. greeted by louise's dog, Chloe at home&lt;br /&gt;19. surprise cell group celebration (this scared dear out, thinking our house got broken in)&lt;br /&gt;20. a hand delivered birthday card that comes in the mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. Well, darling was indeed touch and happy with all these surprises. &lt;br /&gt;Me too got a pleasant surprise from dear too. *grinning and beaming* Shall elaborate when the time is right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is darling still expecting anymore surprises since birthday has passed... we shall see. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-6579890357815547562?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6579890357815547562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6579890357815547562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6579890357815547562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6579890357815547562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/continue.html' title='continue...'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8822949208582116410</id><published>2008-09-11T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:19:19.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Dearest Hubby</title><content type='html'>Today is hubby's birthday and up to now at 4pm, he has already been filled with 9 surprises. He must be wondering what other and how many surprises more to come. Well, nothing's reveal for now but only to say that the fun is still on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look at what he has received so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Surprise birthday cake at 12mn&lt;br /&gt;2. Surprise call from his bro and gf after the birthday cake to wish him happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;3. Handphone memo alarm set by yours truly that said "Happy Birthday &amp;amp; I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;4. Post-it memo note with squeezed toothpaste on toothbrush this morning&lt;br /&gt;5. Our "son" hugging a t-shirt that said "My King" sitting on the bed to greet him after morning shower&lt;br /&gt;6. "Apple of my eye" on breakfast table&lt;br /&gt;7. Tube of favourite sweets to last him at work on this busy day&lt;br /&gt;8. Hearty Frutti cake from Prima Deli delivered to office for him to share with wonderful colleagues&lt;br /&gt;9. Teabreak surprise treasure hunt = Favourite cadbury chocolate hidden inside his bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else??? oh well, shall reveal only at the right time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8822949208582116410?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8822949208582116410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8822949208582116410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8822949208582116410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8822949208582116410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-to-my-dearest-hubby.html' title='Happy Birthday to my Dearest Hubby'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3846251227944301907</id><published>2008-09-10T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:32:12.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New MRT Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SMdbzXj7VlI/AAAAAAAADqw/oYNK2HiS8zk/s1600-h/mrtmap_1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244261229152392786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SMdbzXj7VlI/AAAAAAAADqw/oYNK2HiS8zk/s400/mrtmap_1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3846251227944301907?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3846251227944301907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3846251227944301907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3846251227944301907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3846251227944301907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-mrt-line.html' title='New MRT Line'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SMdbzXj7VlI/AAAAAAAADqw/oYNK2HiS8zk/s72-c/mrtmap_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3105561212644299077</id><published>2008-09-08T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:02:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring but Fulfilling Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a very power packed weekend with 2 weddings back to back. Good experience and great fun. Thanks to my dear for being the wonderful helper to me, wouldn't really be able to complete the task by myself. Coordinating is fun, tired but fulfilling. Lending a hand and being there to support is equally fulfilling as well. Glad both of us are able to be part of the whole thing, be it coordinating, helping or just to be there to support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jieguang &amp;amp; Jeanette:&lt;br /&gt;it has been a pleasant 5 months working together and it's fulfilling to see you guys walk down the aisle beautifully. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our cousin Nick and lovely wife Joobee:&lt;br /&gt;thank you for having us, sharing the joy on the day with you. Like what Nick said, we are now at the same level. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our beloved aunt Chris and family:&lt;br /&gt;We are glad to be part of the special event in your life and thank you for giving us the chance to help out and be your supporters. We love you! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my one and only love:&lt;br /&gt;no words can describe the amount of gratefulness that I have for you for the amount of love, care, understanding, support and help that you have shower upon me all these while. I love you dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3105561212644299077?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3105561212644299077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3105561212644299077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3105561212644299077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3105561212644299077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/09/tiring-but-fulfilling-weekend.html' title='Tiring but Fulfilling Weekend'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4384149608992389631</id><published>2008-08-28T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:06:38.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's month end again! Wah time really flies man. Coming month is hectic month for me le... lots of events coming up and yeah money going out also. Worked from home today as I was having migraine since Monday! Believe it or not, it has been a long long time since i have headache. Aiyo... think stress up by all the things that have been happening. Getting into depression soon i think... by not able to meet my target. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just tot of blogging coz i have been bored! After switching back to full working week since Jun, I missed shopping and chilling out with friends during weekday and cooking cool dinner for darling on thurs and fri... but no choice. need the $$$ haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4384149608992389631?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4384149608992389631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4384149608992389631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4384149608992389631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4384149608992389631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-month-end-again-wah-time-really.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8356587873291460605</id><published>2008-08-19T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:52:48.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday again</title><content type='html'>We are planning for another holiday at the end of the year again. Sylvia said we are always planning for a trip somewhere ever since we got married. LOL. Well, got to travel (if we can afford) to the dream places before the little ones start coming into our lives. Side track, yesterday PM's speech mentioned a huge part of changes and benefits to childcare, so we have to answer the call of our nation right. 16 weeks of maternity leave, 6 days of childcare leave, 1 week of unpaid infant care leave, increase amount of baby bonus, how to resist right. Heehee... but well, plans are on our minds even before this PM speech so I just said that it's all right on time. :) Ok, back to the trip. Planning for a short asia destination (again) in November. Thinking of taiwan, any suggestions or ideas? Dear doesn't really want Korea so we are giving it a miss this time. If you have any suggestions on Taiwan, please leave me a message ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer the call of our nation, shall we have a make-in-europe??? Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8356587873291460605?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8356587873291460605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8356587873291460605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8356587873291460605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8356587873291460605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/holiday-again.html' title='Holiday again'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8722866631750980470</id><published>2008-08-19T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:46:31.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending weekend</title><content type='html'>Dear dear is going to have his IPPT in another 30mins time. I am praying that he will pass so he will not need to stress over it at least for the next 1 year. *crossing my fingers now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a spend money saturday last weekend and it's fun. Haha. As if we have not been spending money right. We went for maria's wedding at holiday inn park view, hmmm... i think we still prefer a dinner affair rather than a luncheon. The whole setting was too causal till it seems like a "market", which aunties and uncles talking loudly at the top of their voices, laughing like nobody business and worse when you have aunties walking around the dining area with pork ribs, duck meat in her hand, eating and talking at the same time. What's more to say when you have a snob sitting at the same table as you. But well, still a very nice and good ocassion to enjoy and it's a pleasure that we are able to share this happy day with maria. Oh, something to mention, the food wasn't fantastic and I will say as a diner I do not think I will be back again. See how la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the luncheon, we went OG and within 15min dear bought a pair of hush puppies shoes. And I bought nothing... :( I thought I was the one who was talking about getting a pair of shoes to change out and blar blar blar but in the end dear was the one who bought shoes. We left OG and went Suntec for the Tangs Bazaar fair. Huge place and lots of clothes and shoes and also household things. Shoes were a good bargain. Was there for 1hr or so and we spent $138, our spending didn't stop right there. We continued our spending at FOX and best, we bought a set of clothes each and change out of the set that we were wearing. After that, we went for dinner at the food court and we went home taking train. Thought we will take cab but think we were scared of cabbies now. We spent not a lot as compared to those who really went on shopping spree but still it's quite an amount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8722866631750980470?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8722866631750980470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8722866631750980470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8722866631750980470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8722866631750980470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/spending-weekend.html' title='Spending weekend'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-7787979877221558697</id><published>2008-08-19T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T13:16:41.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro-family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What we tuned into last nite for PM Lee national day rally speech really lighten up our moods and opened up our ears to what the govt envisages for probably the next decade, from more pro-active family measures, reduce road tax and increasing ERP??, making our lives better... providing more health care needs and facilities. Below is a very ' exciting abstract from PM speech last ' for all couples, thinking nxt yr... pray pple. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SINGAPORE: The Singapore government plans to spend an additional S$700 million a year on measures to boost its flagging birth rate. Currently, it spends about S$900 million a year. Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong said in his National Day Rally speech on Sunday night that a baby brings much joy, but can also be a logistic and financial challenge, so a slew of measures will be implemented by the government to create more time and more funds to help parents cope with their children. Paid maternity leave will be extended from 12 weeks to 16 weeks, and the extra four weeks can be taken anytime during the baby's first year. It was previously extended from eight to 12 weeks in 2004. There will also be a larger baby bonus for first-time parents, more tax incentives to encourage mothers to work, more incentives for the fifth and subsequent children, and more financial support for couples who go for In-Vitro Fertilisation (IVF) treatment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well.. how does it sounds?? not too bad.. I think they have definitely made a genuine and conscious effort to improve and value our pple lives especially in the area of family. What we learnt from Church, the order which priority should be given to after God is FAMILY. So thank God for good pro-active changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BTW, congratulations to TEAM SINGAPORE women table tennis team who won the silver. You guys gave it all and deserve this result. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-7787979877221558697?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/7787979877221558697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=7787979877221558697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7787979877221558697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/7787979877221558697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/pro-family.html' title='Pro-family'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-1455540147035384008</id><published>2008-08-12T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:40:53.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its good to be back again... ever since came back from bintan, work and life has been hectic and everyday been like a repetitive pattern.. wake, work, eat and go to bed.. Really life is boring and meaningless without a destiny / purpose. At least we have bible study, church and frens to care and share our joy / sorrow.. True frens in time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few weeks have been discussing alot about weddings - namely August and Sept newly weds. especially in sept where our church fren and dear cousin would be exchanging their vows &amp;amp; Wows once again... heehee... it always warms and melts your hearts even when we are married couples.. Get to steal pple ideas and concepts eh... I really wonder what is going to happen to couples getting married next yr and the yrs after when the standard of living and cost of everything.. yes HDB flat is rising and rising like nobody's business. The property market should be stable over the next few yrs.. with more houses and flats put in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just few nights ago, bebe and myself were discussing about our courtship and relationships.. its funnier when u think about it now.. firstly its be who chased me first and after M, me chased here back.. weird how sometimes God does certain changes in our life... always for good. overall good old 9yrs.. i shall sign off here now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-1455540147035384008?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/1455540147035384008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=1455540147035384008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1455540147035384008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/1455540147035384008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-good-to-be-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4690957494724830353</id><published>2008-08-07T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:44:19.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a date tonight</title><content type='html'>Waiting for the day to end because I am excited for tonight. :)  This because tonight i have a date with hubby. It's  a long awaited pak tou day which has been missed for many weeks due to our hectic schedules, with my personal things and our weekly bible study class on Wednesday now. So we have been missing out each other's company alot. Finally, yesterday dear told me that he wants to date me out tonight... wah wah wah! Wondering where are we going.. heehee... Some of you may not know but PTD is a day which we have set aside in a week to just go out for dinner, walk around and enjoy each other presence not in the premises of our house. Simple as just going to northpoint or coffeeshop for dinner and after that a walk around the estate is also consider PTD for us. It's a time to relax and not think of household chores and other "stressful" things. And we have set it to be a weekday instead of weekend, because weekend is usually hectic for us with in-laws and church too. Even if we do not have church or in-laws to "entertain" we will stay at home to do housework, so can't be consider quality time spend. This is the background of the presence of PTD. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight... tonight... tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4690957494724830353?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4690957494724830353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4690957494724830353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4690957494724830353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4690957494724830353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-date-tonight.html' title='We have a date tonight'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5091656941683063080</id><published>2008-08-04T08:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:01:03.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy</title><content type='html'>It's monday and I am having monday blues... but nonetheless, I am still slightly happy becoz I have a new toy with me at work today. :) Courtesy of my hubby on 25 Jul 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230459799219957970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SJZTeah3cNI/AAAAAAAACik/9nsmhhVBHdI/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I have music wherever I go. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5091656941683063080?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5091656941683063080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5091656941683063080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5091656941683063080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5091656941683063080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-new-toy.html' title='My New Toy'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SJZTeah3cNI/AAAAAAAACik/9nsmhhVBHdI/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5508119293087236278</id><published>2008-08-01T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:01:03.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SJKDr_yKW2I/AAAAAAAACic/NX-zf5X03Zs/s1600-h/Photo035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229386909210008418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SJKDr_yKW2I/AAAAAAAACic/NX-zf5X03Zs/s200/Photo035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is August! I am thinking of starting the month with a write up of my wonderful darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling, to me is the most wonderful man in my life (besides Jesus, my daddy, my bro and nephews). We knew each other for the past 10 years, courted for the past 6 years and still courting now, and happily married for the past 9 months. In these 10 years, dear has never or rather only 1%, lose his temper in my presence. Where can you find a man with no temper? Rare species right. Sorry mate, this rare man has been taken by me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear is a God-fearing man and I got to say he has bring me up another level in my spiritual walk. He is also very loving to not only me but to all people around him. 1 thing that I really "bow" down to him is how readily he is in accepting my family into his life. This is something that till today I am still learning and trying my best to adjust to his family. Now, he has already become a part of my family where we cannot do without. My parents, sibiling and niece and nephews adore him. Towards me, he is with lots of patience, love, care and forgiveness. No matter how intolerable I am at home or outside home, dear never point his fingers at me and blame me. Whenever I did something wrong, he always forgive me instantly and even to the extend of how ridiculous and throw tantrums, he still pampers me for all I want. Most importantly, he loves me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a wife, I only enjoys cooking for my husband, making sure that he is well-fed in the tummy. But I do not enjoy doing housework, especially ironing and washing the toilet. Dear never once requested for me to do those chores, he will just make sure that I am not being bothered by those chores. 9 months has passed and I got to say I have only iron clothes twice and never once washed the toilets before. Yes, I have washed clothes, hang clothes, vacuum and mop but never wash toilet. This is my hubby who never makes me do anything against my preference. Out of home affairs, he never demands that I visit my in-laws regularly and let me "decide" when I want to visit them. Tell me, which husband actually does that? Besides all these, it comes to our own personal life. I always feel inferior about my size... being a size 16, sometimes 18 i feel like a fat pig. But dear never once ask me to go on diet or to lose weight, instead he always tell me that I am pretty in my own ways and what matters most is the contents of the heart. This really melts my heart. I heard stories after stories about husbands and boyfriends telling their other half how fat or how they should lost weight, but I really appreciate that my hubby is none of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Dear provides me for my shopping, leisure and even for overseas holiday. It can be an expensive holiday but he never complains or say no. He lets me do all the decision and planning. Since we have been together 6 years ago, I got to say I have been traveling alot especially over the past 1 year. Yes, money spent but happy memories forever. He has never complain and all he said to me is "as long as you are happy, and we plan our finances properly." He is really the best hubby on earth to me. To list all his goodness, it will take me eternity. So I just can only keep thanking God for bringing me such a wonderful hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a hubby like this, what more can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SJKDcFRz53I/AAAAAAAACiU/0aKO4kh7M-Q/s1600-h/Photo031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5508119293087236278?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5508119293087236278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5508119293087236278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5508119293087236278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5508119293087236278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-hubby.html' title='My Hubby'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SJKDr_yKW2I/AAAAAAAACic/NX-zf5X03Zs/s72-c/Photo035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4696646812973107057</id><published>2008-07-30T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:40:20.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Month end is here again, time really passes so fast. Very soon it will be sept le... busy month in sept and in a wink of an eye, year end coming too. Wah... got to admit that we are growing very fast right. Time and tide waits for no man. More than 50% of the year has passed and I begin to look back and see what I have accomplish and what I have missed out. Come to think of it, I didn't really miss out a lot and I also didn't accomplish a lot. But I know 1 thing that I have definitely missed out is friendship. Somehow or rather, I feel that I have been a really bad friend this half year. No catching up with friends often and seems to be living in my own world and busy with dunno what. Yes, I am guilty of being missing in my friends' lives. I know nothing is the same anymore, things have move on and we have also moved on. But what i am glad is, no matter what happens I still have a couple of friends who stand by me in times of need and good times. And definitely, my best friend Jesus is always with me. Besides all these, I am also living in a new phrase of life this year with lots of adjusting and getting used and being accommodating. Being married is the happiest thing, or rather the 2nd most important decision and miracle in each individual life. I got to say I got the loveliest hubby in the world (to me at least) and I felt like the most happiest and "xin fu" person on earth. Of course coupled with friends and family (families now), what more can I ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4696646812973107057?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4696646812973107057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4696646812973107057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4696646812973107057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4696646812973107057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/month-end-is-here-again-time-really.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8852617732860717456</id><published>2008-07-28T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:01:04.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227955554580521138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SI1t4MRNYLI/AAAAAAAAChw/_ckM3yIDQL8/s320/Bintan+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227954958088042290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SI1tVeKUdzI/AAAAAAAACho/v2ewR7p_8rM/s320/Bintan+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a fantabulous, great weekend over at Nirwana Resort in Bintan. Anyone who wants a super duper relaxing and indulgence time should really consider going there. Yes, money spent is 1 thing but let me tell you it is really a holiday that i think girls will really want. We reckon that places like Bintan, Bali, Maldives etc should be the ideal honeymoon place for newly weds. A place of relaxation. Heavenly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to go bintan during my birthday and we did! I am glad we did coz this is really the kind of relaxing holiday that I have been dreaming of. No stress, holiday within a holiday, do whatever i want and just nua and stay in the hotel to make full use of their facilities. No stress over money as well. Haha. Okie to start off with, we were almost late for our ferry to bintan. Suppose to check in at 10.10am but guess what, we just board the taxi at that time. Reached TMFT at 10.40am, 30mins exactly before the ferry departs and the last to check in before the counter closed. Phew, we made it in time. The 1hr boat ride was fine except that it started raining half way and we reckon that over at bintan, it must be raining cats and dogs. But no worries, our plans were not spoilt becoz it's a indulgent friday where we are going for spa and massage. Wow! good right, no wasting of time and all. Reached nirwana gardens at 11am local time and we checked in (didn't like the room though and had a change of room the next day.) and went for lunch. At 2.45pm, we went for spa masaage, traditional javanese massage and body scrub follow by a herbal bath. We got complimentary upgrade to garden pavilion which was totally private. Wow man! By the time we finished, it's already 6pm and we went back to our resort hotel and had room service. Haha... too relax and nua to go for dinner. Everything can wait till the next day. That's how I spent my birthday but totally satisfied. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, we slept in and nua till abt 9am, bathed and changed room and off to breakfast. After breakie we explore the beach and I tell you, it's so beautiful that we really regretted not taking up the offer by JnM 1 year ago to do our PS there. It's really beautiful leh! Suggesting a anniversary shoot there right, dear?? Heeheee... We went Pasar Oleh Oleh for some shopping. When we reached, we were like "oh man, so small, maybe can finish within 1hr." But you know, this small little village actually allow us to spend close to 3hrs there and spent S$180!!! Faint man! But like what dear dear said, juz spent and dun think so much. Happy can liao. Wah man! We arrived back at the resort and went swimming, the pool is good with pool bar but didn't take any drink. Haha. Then went to Kelong to take photos.. no food for us there coz 2 persons can't eat too much. So head for the Spice restaurant at Mayang Sari instead.. haiz... no ala carte that night, only bbq buffet. Ok, try it lor... authentic Indonesian food, satay was fantastic but after that, our tummies suffered. Too spicy and ate too much. :( So whole night, we have been taking turns to visit the loo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd and finally day, we juz nua again till breakfast and went for mani/pedi and dear had his creme hair bath and hair spa. Then off to ferry terminal to head back home. See, super indulgence weekend right. I'm a happy happy woman after the entire trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today... back to reality. &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/30374250-8852617732860717456?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8852617732860717456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8852617732860717456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8852617732860717456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8852617732860717456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/bintan-indulgence.html' title='Bintan Indulgence'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/SI1t4MRNYLI/AAAAAAAAChw/_ckM3yIDQL8/s72-c/Bintan+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4493889059761356292</id><published>2008-07-24T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T14:33:07.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan</title><content type='html'>bintan and here we come... yeah! Tomorrow we will be heading off to bintan for a 3D2N refreshing and relaxing trip. A bit nervous though... of the 55mins ferry ride, hopefully we do not get any sea sickness. Heard from Sis that the other time they went, everyone was suffering from major sea sickness and the young ones were puking like nobody's business. Even mom said that it was a horrible ride. Better pray that the sea will be calm and current is good, i definitely would not want to start off a holiday with unpleasant feelings like puking, headache and giddiness. Am going to take lots of photos, do spa and massage, mani/pedi, shopping, eating and also sleeping. LOL! Exactly what a R&amp;amp;R holiday should be. Heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4493889059761356292?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4493889059761356292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4493889059761356292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4493889059761356292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4493889059761356292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/bintan.html' title='Bintan'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3829946081522054230</id><published>2008-07-21T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:50:33.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome wkend</title><content type='html'>Thk everybody for prayers! Im doing fine and up and kicking around as usual. Nothing to be worried or scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, just want to mention something if u read previous blogs or even the most recent. U will notice some unusual abbreviations set by Dear Bebe. Such as Mil or Bil. Not to be worried again, they stand for Mother-in-law and Brother-in-Law jus in case u think that there are 3rd &amp;amp; 4rd parties around the place haha... Yea like what bebe mentioned i reckon that this Jaan is definitely overpriced and french pple love to wait between courses (20mins) for digestion + lots of solid conversations. Something that my dad cannot ta-han and he was quite pissed off and uneasy at the lvl 70 rest. he needs rice and chinese food. very unlike fil who is adaptable to changes. They 2 were like at loggerheads and quarrelling when the opportunity arises. That bad... both me and bro + gf just decided to take a stroll to toilet to avoid the awkward situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning woke up late again ??!! (that bad..) rushed down to expo in cab. after which met up with ASL at her place with my C's. it was a good time of catching while we downed fish meat soup and red bean dessert. Awesome! was just talking about N&amp;amp;J wedding, the fun and tea ceremony and we are definitely supporting full force,with champagne gold clothes and shoes.. exciting it sounds. but cant wait for Sept 7 ar... cool wedding with out of this world fotos i heard. arty archi fatty ones... ASL was just mentioning that I was closer to her when young whereas N was closer to ASY. what a difference and that is so true when we guys grow up that M has similar thinking to us and N was his other thinkings / mentality. We are all different yea.. but just accept it. Congrats to the archi couple of yr... N&amp;amp;J wedding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that be is ok with her tummy rite now. my fault to ask her to indulge for a sinful wkend. together with me. Sometimes i wonder did i give enuff understanding / support or just spoil everything that she has worked hard for. ?? what to say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3829946081522054230?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3829946081522054230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3829946081522054230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3829946081522054230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3829946081522054230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/awesome-wkend.html' title='Awesome wkend'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2699841441166162379</id><published>2008-07-21T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:51:07.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posh Dinner @ Equinox</title><content type='html'>Saturady night we went dinner with my in-laws at Jann @ Equinox. It's a wow-wow kind of dinner, meaning super posh la. My mil even smsed us the night before saying no jeans, shorts and t-shirts. So means, must dress up one leh... headache man. But me and hubby did the "smart" thing. We logged on to the website to check for dress code and they mentioned that we can have smart causal, so it means we can wear jeans and with a super nice top can liao. Haha... so we wore jeans lor, with good proper shoes, and nice tops. We had french cuisine and it's a 3hrs of eating! 3hrs le... feels like wedding dinner. It's a 5 course meal and in between each course, we have to wait at least 15 mins, a good amount of time for you to digest the previous course. But by the 3rd course, my tummy is already full. Not that the portion is big, but on the contrary the portion is small. You know la, big plates small portions is the trademark of french cuisine. Nice place and ambience though but the price you pay for it is scary. My mil paid a total of $1171 for 6 persons! I got a shock of my life man! It's too pricey for a birthday meal. It's a once a lifetime experience and if you ask me, I will not want to go there again. Maybe other restaurants at Equinox but not Jaan again. French is not really our cup of tea, but for experience yes why not. Oh a pity, we didn't catch the fireworks on camera as they were having NDP preview. The fireworks were simply beautiful. We did took some photos, will upload soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall experience is good. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2699841441166162379?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2699841441166162379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2699841441166162379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2699841441166162379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2699841441166162379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/posh-dinner-equinox.html' title='Posh Dinner @ Equinox'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-76580442812698623</id><published>2008-07-19T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:58:18.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironing Day</title><content type='html'>Today is the 2nd time that I ironed clothes since the marriage. I felt as if I have accomplished something. If you have known me well enough, you prob know why I said that. I never like to iron clothes and almost all my life, clothes are ironed by mom and dad and darling. So why did i do it today... oh well, the pile is getting higher and higher that the basket is not able to contain anymore. We have been kind of tired these few weeks and we never seems to be doing housework fast enough to rest before the next batch comes along. Poor dear seems to be ironing clothes every few days but the pile somehow doesn't seem to be getting lesser. So today, yours truly decided to help out and I got to say that even though i didn't manage to iron every single pieces, but I did at least ironed about 80% of the pile, only leaving the pants for dear to iron as I am really bad at those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fell sick and having fever. Seen doc, took medicine and have a day of mc to rest at home today. Poor thing, his body must have go on strike due to the stress and workload he faces at work everyday. Shortly after his medication, the body "commanded" him to sleep and he has been sleeping for the past 3hrs, must be real tired. Cooked fish porridge and waiting for him to wake up to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-76580442812698623?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/76580442812698623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=76580442812698623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/76580442812698623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/76580442812698623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/ironing-day.html' title='Ironing Day'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3222455341096199377</id><published>2008-07-14T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:22:44.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Old</title><content type='html'>... hmmm... what a title right? "Getting old", dear was asking me last year whether he is getting old at the age of 27, i looked at him and wonder why. He briefly said becoz we seems to be losing in our energy level. We used to be able to do housework throughout the week regardless of which day of the week it is, but recently he is even struggling to iron clothes and me struggling to even vacuum the floor twice a week. After cooking dinner every night, i just felt that my energy has been drained off me. Same goes to dear, after washing up the plates and pans after dinner seems to have his energy drained off him too. There are times where i even feel tired to go for our weekly PTD. So bad right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently my family seems to be "plague" with sickness... oh man, really need to pray for healing and a breakthrough. Maybe should really go on a fasting period. Things are not really on the good side and this really got me thinking alot about life and death. This dying physically and living eternally in heaven really set me apart for a lot of praying and thinking. Got to say, whenever i thought of these, there will be a mixture of sadness and happiness. Happiness that i get to see Jesus. Sadness, I have to be separated from part of the family which really hurts and pains me alot. Alot of "why" questions will start popping out. Is this an attack from the devil? I really dunno. Just pray I guess... pray and guard my heart and mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3222455341096199377?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3222455341096199377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3222455341096199377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3222455341096199377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3222455341096199377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-old.html' title='Getting Old'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2790054361114613051</id><published>2008-07-05T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T17:57:41.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank Mind</title><content type='html'>At this time, I should be at jurong west finishing up church service but why am I here at home typing on my laptop. Darling got activated at 2pm this afternoon and now still stuck at camp, not sure what time he will be back. So here I am, spending my own time at home with lappie, tv and cooking dinner for him. Suppose to head to my in-law's place after dinner tonight. Service will have to wait till tomorrow then. This week is Mike Connell weekend, looking forward to a great message. :) Seriously I do not know what to type here as right now, my mind is a blank and I am feeling bored so just logged on to write some rubbish. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you must have read my previous "frustrating" post on health and all. So sorry to make some of you worry and left wondering what's wrong. Nothing is wrong with me just need to keep in mind that I must take good care and be healthy now. I have irregular heartbeat since i was young and doctor said it's this "electric circuit" in my heart that has 2 command centers which makes the heart a bit confuse as to how fast to beat. Well, 10 years ago I was confirmed normal and healthy but 10yrs later, I am not sure so all i have to do is to go for a regular checkup. Nothing's threathening. :) So rest assured everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a big mission right now... heehee... shouldn't say anything about it now so just keep all of you in suspense. Heehee... all i have to say is 3 months "project" and I am sure I can succeed in it. So wish me all the best everyone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2790054361114613051?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2790054361114613051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2790054361114613051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2790054361114613051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2790054361114613051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/blank-mind.html' title='Blank Mind'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-8344875919570067415</id><published>2008-07-02T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:09:27.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. its me again!! after sometime that Be updated the blog... me now gonna say Im Tired too!! very frustrating, tensioning and sad at the same time at work.. Seems like Im condemning myself but the truth of the matter is we have to face the problem upfront and not run from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of my stress comes from " Thank you Sentosa " IR project which has almost swept all available resources from suppliers islandwide for their urgency and tight deadlines and do they not realise that other projects are almost vulnerable to deadlines &amp;amp; LD yea?? selfish but hey its the construction world.. welcome to it huh?? very saddening indeed but what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that it wouldn't affect me too mentally, physically before I go MAD!! haiz.. bad time of the yr.. Btw congrats to BE who takes up the challenge and Jia yo all the way. I will support u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thas all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-8344875919570067415?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/8344875919570067415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=8344875919570067415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8344875919570067415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/8344875919570067415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-5561956084970554413</id><published>2008-06-26T10:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:09:44.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost in the wilderness is what i will use to describe my current situation at work now. Or have I just lost the passion? Time to move on? God please bring me through this tough time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-5561956084970554413?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/5561956084970554413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=5561956084970554413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5561956084970554413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/5561956084970554413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost-in-wilderness-is-what-i-will-use.html' title=''/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-4408311356614488462</id><published>2008-06-25T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:25:11.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.I.R.E.D</title><content type='html'>I am so tired! I wonder why... a particular colleague has been telling me that ever since i started on my 5 day work week, i seems to be looking very tired. What do they expect? 5 days work week is something that I have to adjust back to and looking at the amount of work pile on me, i can't even breathe. Piled up work is ok but when work that piles up are like stranger to you, then it just makes things so difficult. What's more, arrows are shooting at you every minute. I kind of lost the motivation to move on somehow. It has come to a point where I am even tired of doing things that i enjoyed. Have I been too complacent for the past 2 years? Maybe... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things haven't been going on too smoothly, in terms of health. Times where I really ask God why are those things happening to me? I dun even know what I should be doing next. Should I go for another health screening or should i just stay where I am. I am scared of what the health screening result will show. I mean I still have a long way in life to go and I still want to build my family with handsome sons and pretty daugthers. I also know that if I just ignored, it may not be fair to my other half. I am lost, confused, scared and I feel that I am just going through the days as what God brings each day. Come what may. What should I do? I hate this kind of feeling, it's like getting lost without a map, a compass or even a directory. I wonder where is God and what is His plans for me/us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... I am tired. Really tired... lost the fighting spirit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-4408311356614488462?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/4408311356614488462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=4408311356614488462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4408311356614488462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/4408311356614488462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/06/tired.html' title='T.I.R.E.D'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-2422716040867099303</id><published>2008-06-19T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:27:55.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning Holy Spirit Quotes</title><content type='html'>I was just reading Good morning Holy Spirit by Benny Hinn and just gotten 2 relevational truths to share with all. Hope it would open our eyes, heart to the power of Holy spirit and what God is doing and going to do more in our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chapter 8 - A mighty entrance pg 114 (why 120?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall that when Solomon finished his temple he had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one hundred and twenty priests sounding trumpets (2 Chron 5:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)? Scripture records that the house of the Lord was filled with a cloud, so that the priests could not continue ministering because of the cloud; for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the glory of the Lord filled the house of God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (v13-14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened again in the Upper Room. One hundred and twenty came togetehr and the Spirit of God filled the temple. Why 120? It is the number of the closing of the age of the flesh and the opening of the age of the spirit. In Genesis, where for 120yrs, Noah was buidling the ark, the age of the fles ended. God said:"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My spirit shall not strive with man forever, for he is indeed flesh; yet his days shall be one hundred and twenty" (Gen 6:3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). It is precisely for this purpose that the Lord gathered 120 at pentecost. So that God the Holy Spirit could be released among the nations. It marked the begnning of the age of the Spirit. Which means fulfilling the prophet Joel said also repeated in Acts 2:17-21. more of Holy Spirit being poured on all mankind. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chaper 9 - Room for the Spirit pg 134-135 (Asking Father God)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome!! Never hear this b4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On earth, Jesus was nothing less than a total man. He did not have the "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;revelation knowledge "without the voice of Spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And he could not move unless the Holy Spirit moved Him. Have you ever wondered why, when Jesus passed by , some did not get healed? why didnt He pray for them? Why didn't He reach out and touch them? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is because the Father did not ask the Holy Ghost to request that Jesus do it. Christ said," that the world may know that I love the Father, and as the Father  gave me Commandment, so I do" (John 14:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). Jesus was totally dependednt on the Spirit; He was Christ's lifeline to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Was Christ capable of Sinning??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Christ not offered Himself to the Holy Spirit, He would not be accepted in the eyes of God the Father. Now would He have endured the sufferings of the Cross. Had he not presented Himself through the Holy Ghost, His blood would not have remained pure and spotless. And let me add this: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had the Holy Ghost not been with Jesus, He may have likely sinned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thats right. it was the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holy Spirit who was the power that kept Him pure. He was not only sent from Heaven, but he was called the Son of Man -- and as such He was capable of sinning. The fact that He did not does not mean that He could not. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe that Jesus was not able to sin, then why would Satan waste his time tempting Him? The devil knew what he was doing. Without the Holy Ghost Jesus may have never made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls do not be offended by what I think is relevational.  Just your infomation and casual reading. Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy dudes and folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-2422716040867099303?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/2422716040867099303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=2422716040867099303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2422716040867099303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/2422716040867099303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-morning-holy-spirit-quotes.html' title='Good morning Holy Spirit Quotes'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-3718321045083777859</id><published>2008-06-19T12:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:48:44.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once wed once week</title><content type='html'>Well i'm back not from overseas but from slacking.. Sometimes u need a little push here and there to motivate yourself to blog something interesting, different, super-not-ordinary but at times u just vent your frustrations and feelings in the blog to your other parties, hoping that they would get the code code "Hint-hint". Hai, i rather this blog be a expression of our expressions, innermost thoughts to pple, God and the AIR?? anybody.. freedom of speech. We are free as God has set us free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently after Dear started her work back at AT, its been a tiresome time and nite for her back home.. dozing off after TV and finding very hard to wake up nxt morning. After recovering from jet lag must recover from her colleague hearsay, complains &amp;amp; whinnings about the job, situation and circumstance she's in. refusing to heed elders advice and to let go let God. And poor bebe has to endure all of that everyday since both in same office... Was just discussing yest that she really got to relax and let God deal wif her emotions otherwise system confirm haywire. Pray..pray... I find it hard sometimes that God will put same "pple" in lives to test us on weekdays and weekends as well... tough man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we had a nice PTD yest (Once wed once week), went down to Vivo and had lotz of agendas - mainly eating at e premier Sushi Tei (highly recommended of all Teh's...), get couple of tops for Dear boss, starhub to check out phone (out-of-stock) Alleluia?? and brought one jean from River Is. Just some quality time to CHill out as what our cg is known for, lets Chill out :)) - But as the night falls, whilst waiting for bus 280 to send us back, an elderly man suddenly rushed out from behind us and fell flat on the floor and immediately I tot to myself was he drunk or something?? But its only 10plus at nite but by the looks, his legs were wobbly and he struggled to get back up... to our shock, he turned to me and said :" I hv Parkinson's disease" Man we really felt sad for them, tried to help him up.. The whole time, pple jus stared and stared!! sad.. we were like wondering how could his family allow him to come out just like that??!! ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much sums up our week. Finally look forward to the long-lasting friendships seminar by Pst on fri and more chill-outs session - see more of w463 &amp;amp; n250 pple action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaozzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parkinson"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30374250-3718321045083777859?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/3718321045083777859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=3718321045083777859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3718321045083777859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/3718321045083777859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/06/once-wed-once-week.html' title='Once wed once week'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30374250.post-6377144338043238310</id><published>2008-06-12T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:53:42.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June is a happy month but...</title><content type='html'>yes, june is a happy month to kick start everything. but it is also a very busy start for me and I wonder if situation is going to improve. I have gone back to work and happy with the arrangement and the flexibility that boss has given me. However, with all the backlog, I am kind of struggling to keep a sane and clear mind at times. So much so that i begin to question if i have really make the right decision. For the past few days, I have been so tired out that I dozed off to sleep after dinner, while watching tv and the time could be juz slightly past 8pm. feel so sorry towards darling coz i didn't really have time for him since we both came back from reservist and the london trip respectively. he has been a really wonderful hubby these few days in doing all the household chores while i slept the little time we had for each other away each day. So, today i am going to make it up to him. Forgo-ing my free movie ticket from the company so that i can have time to go out with him. If only the coy allows spouse to join in the celebration, then at least darling can also tag along. Will be watching the incredible hulk - though i am not a fan of such movie, but if only if they allow spouse to go along, i do not mind. Since dear can't go, i choose to let go of my ticket then. nothing is better than having your better half with you at anytime. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*God I pray that you provide me with strength and enlarge my capacity to take on new challenges in workplace. I want to excel and be of good testimony in the marketplace. Renew my mind and fill me with heavenly wisdom.*&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/30374250-6377144338043238310?l=bebedede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/feeds/6377144338043238310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30374250&amp;postID=6377144338043238310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6377144338043238310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30374250/posts/default/6377144338043238310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebedede.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-is-happy-month-but.html' title='June is a happy month but...'/><author><name>love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00557065501887757100</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1m-DYHGEtYs/R510jHB6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/OLY3oseXjcQ/S220/(e)SP_A0326.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
