<?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-12759321</id><updated>2012-01-31T18:59:09.089+08:00</updated><category term='11022011'/><category term='quie'/><title type='text'>Listen to me rant</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1674</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2323351133130035355</id><published>2012-01-31T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:59:09.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: large;"&gt;Geez, the shirt I'm wearing, and perspired in while I was walking, smells of baby's perfume. I think he applied it the previous time he wore it and it stayed. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8bs-KcOY1E/TyfJZSkSfHI/AAAAAAAADP4/uxzCB2_6wms/s1600/IMG_0421%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8bs-KcOY1E/TyfJZSkSfHI/AAAAAAAADP4/uxzCB2_6wms/s320/IMG_0421%5B1%5D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2323351133130035355?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2323351133130035355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2323351133130035355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2323351133130035355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2323351133130035355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/geez-shirt-im-wearing-and-perspired-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8bs-KcOY1E/TyfJZSkSfHI/AAAAAAAADP4/uxzCB2_6wms/s72-c/IMG_0421%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6464286060184033499</id><published>2012-01-31T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:04:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my awesome boyfriend - RAKUGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAl98wQzmqw/Tyes4omZWoI/AAAAAAAADPo/yxrwuTOPCnM/s1600/IMG_0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAl98wQzmqw/Tyes4omZWoI/AAAAAAAADPo/yxrwuTOPCnM/s640/IMG_0419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8DudeuJeWM/TyetYvbuczI/AAAAAAAADPw/j614WQuXNkM/s1600/Iphone+photos+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8DudeuJeWM/TyetYvbuczI/AAAAAAAADPw/j614WQuXNkM/s640/Iphone+photos+002.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-6464286060184033499?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6464286060184033499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6464286060184033499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6464286060184033499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6464286060184033499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-love-my-awesome-boyfriend-rakuga.html' title='I love my awesome boyfriend - RAKUGA'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAl98wQzmqw/Tyes4omZWoI/AAAAAAAADPo/yxrwuTOPCnM/s72-c/IMG_0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3924990844501037501</id><published>2012-01-31T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T00:07:41.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-dEg_fstzEQ" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to have to dirty your eyes with this, but there was a particular comment which was super duper funny! He's seriously disgusting, yet entertaining (in a way humiliating to himself) at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of the Youtube Comments:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;1. U -turn sia. LMAO. You think﻿ road ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;HIS FIRST SENTENCE MADE ME LAUGH .﻿ LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-dEg_fstzEQ&amp;amp;feature=related#" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; cursor: pointer; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;6:55&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;that face is﻿ forever stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;FFFFUUUUCK DUDE, I CHOKED ON WATER WHEN I CLICKED ON&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-dEg_fstzEQ&amp;amp;feature=related#" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; cursor: pointer; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;6:55&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;!!!!!!﻿ SHIT MAN. I'm disturbed beyond measures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Go cut ur hair and get﻿ a older girlfriend btw your england dam powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;OMG ENGLAND GOT DRAGGED INTO THIS! WHATTHE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/12759321-3924990844501037501?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3924990844501037501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3924990844501037501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3924990844501037501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3924990844501037501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-to-have-to-dirty-your-eyes-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-dEg_fstzEQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7643448811714100167</id><published>2012-01-29T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T00:36:06.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a minute ago I was transferring files from my computer to my SD card for my nintendo and I accidentally plugged in the SD card for my old phone. Watched the video I made for baby boy for his 20th birthday and all the memories of him being away started flooding back. It's been almost one and a half years, but thinking about it always brings back a little pain. Almost like an injury that refuses to fully heal. I don't know why it impacted me so much. I only remember how agonizing it was. I wonder if I'm the only one who's allowed such experience to leave such a deep and undesirable impact on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7643448811714100167?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7643448811714100167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7643448811714100167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7643448811714100167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7643448811714100167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-minute-ago-i-was-transferring.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5843388930169294993</id><published>2012-01-28T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T02:24:51.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PURIKURA APPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Here's a list of my favourite PURIKURA (print club) apps! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Photo quality of some photos here are pretty bad cos they're taken using the iPhone, on a computer screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;RAKUGA-CUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-12ZfANBVhS8/TyLjq60j3WI/AAAAAAAADOY/WnZSl_KBFsY/s1600/rakuga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-12ZfANBVhS8/TyLjq60j3WI/AAAAAAAADOY/WnZSl_KBFsY/s1600/rakuga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffBRZS7-oNU/TyLgj28ZkSI/AAAAAAAADOI/YEJbfXIciJs/s1600/IMG_0411%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffBRZS7-oNU/TyLgj28ZkSI/AAAAAAAADOI/YEJbfXIciJs/s320/IMG_0411%5B1%5D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8oLRO99ouyM/TyLlHEKvJtI/AAAAAAAADO4/cyZ9uRV7E1w/s1600/IMG_0395%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8oLRO99ouyM/TyLlHEKvJtI/AAAAAAAADO4/cyZ9uRV7E1w/s320/IMG_0395%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally my favourite app for such things. I like practically everything about this app from the frames, to the pens, to the rolling stamps, to the normal stamps to the ease of use...okay maybe not THAT much of the stamps cos I love a lot kawaii and bling, but RAKUGA-CUTE offers a wide variety of sweet looking stamps and stuff, but I really want the bling and gay and cute stuff...so...yeah.&amp;nbsp;I bought it like some time ago but didn't use it much cos it was too troublesome to transfer pictures to my iPhone to edit and then transfer back. But I use the computer everyday, so it can't be that difficult to plug the iPhone right? :D Best thing about this is that you can buy additional collections if you think that the standard collection is not enough for you. Standard collection costs USD$3.99 and other collections are mainly priced at USD$1.99 each.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIPRI MARRON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love PriPri Marron which is available on both the Apple and Android app store. 1 advantage of PriPri Marron is that it can beautify/neoprint-ify pictures in landscape mode whereas RAKUGA-CUTE and DECOPIC cannot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGRAMutnDZI/TyLkIrzTUrI/AAAAAAAADOg/R5cdV7uK6O4/s1600/marron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGRAMutnDZI/TyLkIrzTUrI/AAAAAAAADOg/R5cdV7uK6O4/s1600/marron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Their this logo is damn ugly. What's with an angmoh girl and a neoprint app? So weird. They really shoulda just used an adorable Japanese doe-eyed girl with soft curls framing her face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRvUYmlwtlo/TyLlcxoGu1I/AAAAAAAADPA/dlVy40hFa3s/s1600/1326688203923%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRvUYmlwtlo/TyLlcxoGu1I/AAAAAAAADPA/dlVy40hFa3s/s320/1326688203923%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcgNGU6sBWk/TyLme0u3d7I/AAAAAAAADPI/TQsFi0tDeDc/s1600/marron1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcgNGU6sBWk/TyLme0u3d7I/AAAAAAAADPI/TQsFi0tDeDc/s320/marron1.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This app has a lot of things I like, such as hearts, ribbons, BLING &amp;lt;3 etc, but it doesn't have blush or false eyelashes or contacts to add to the face. Hahah! So this app only decorates, it doesn't beautify. And it seems that photos may experience a slight deterioration of picture quality after the edit, but it's not very bad :) Also, 1 losing factor of this to RAKUGA-CUTE is that it has very limited pens. RAKUGA-CUTE has like...everything you like, and even things you may not fancy. HAHHA! Oh, and it would be better if PriPri Marron had an eraser function! It only has undo or delete. Hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;DECOPIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPI6NYWu-I/TyLkYX5_DUI/AAAAAAAADOo/9mE4Hj-XkB8/s1600/DECOPIC_logo-140x140.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPI6NYWu-I/TyLkYX5_DUI/AAAAAAAADOo/9mE4Hj-XkB8/s1600/DECOPIC_logo-140x140.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNhZiVxc4nE/TyLhrmy06nI/AAAAAAAADOQ/BKclnPsuZOE/s1600/IMG_0337%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNhZiVxc4nE/TyLhrmy06nI/AAAAAAAADOQ/BKclnPsuZOE/s1600/IMG_0337%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of people (girls) probably have DECOPIC, but I don't really like it because it only edits photos in a standard size and somehow it just makes the picture look really cramp. If you've got a headshot, you can forget about using DECOPIC cos it's not going to turn out decent. One other reason I'm not so into DECOPIC is that it's free, so it's very common. HAHA! :P Then again the redeeming factor is that some of the stamps or rolling stamps are simply TOO CUTE!!! It's pretty much the only reason why I haven't deleted it from my phone. The pens are really very ordinary, it doesn't have much frames to boast of, nor any make-up stamps to beautify.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRINCESS CAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6fxEmB9kXk/TyLpS2EjOoI/AAAAAAAADPg/-AKJa3uJW7w/s1600/princesscam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6fxEmB9kXk/TyLpS2EjOoI/AAAAAAAADPg/-AKJa3uJW7w/s1600/princesscam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTsbQIuBAHc/TyLlB4-TbkI/AAAAAAAADOw/ZRbb26Un94o/s1600/IMG_0356%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTsbQIuBAHc/TyLlB4-TbkI/AAAAAAAADOw/ZRbb26Un94o/s320/IMG_0356%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, this app is not bad too, but I'm least into this app because I feel that it has very limited stamps, frames etc. What I like about it is that it has this beautifying and lightening effect on photos that is done before the editting/decoration so every photo sorta looks good. Hahah! And also, this app has a lot of shiny stamps that can create a very dreamy, and yes, princess-y look. Haha! :D Oh and a cool thing about this app is that it has a background colouring function. This picture above was actually a polaroid but I covered up the borders with the background brush. I thought it's a pretty cool thing because none of the other Purikura apps have such a function :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/12759321-5843388930169294993?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5843388930169294993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5843388930169294993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5843388930169294993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5843388930169294993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/purikura-apps.html' title='PURIKURA APPS'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-12ZfANBVhS8/TyLjq60j3WI/AAAAAAAADOY/WnZSl_KBFsY/s72-c/rakuga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6495945353676837935</id><published>2012-01-20T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:27:07.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XLB buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had XLB buffet at Holland V with them! I feel kinda embarassed to say I've never had the buffet and that it's only the 2nd or 3rd time I've stepped into Holland V. HAHAHA!! It's just not my/my friends' preferred hang out place okay! I realise that I hang out at Robertson Quay more than like Clark Quay cos the latter is the clubbers' area and I haven't clubbed since...2010! LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNiswa1IgIw/TxhCRu-z9nI/AAAAAAAADNo/rWheo8vBI_Y/s1600/DSC_0312%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNiswa1IgIw/TxhCRu-z9nI/AAAAAAAADNo/rWheo8vBI_Y/s320/DSC_0312%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kHYlBHbPTo/TxhCZk8njYI/AAAAAAAADNw/YqyBu1q8UJI/s1600/DSC_0313%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kHYlBHbPTo/TxhCZk8njYI/AAAAAAAADNw/YqyBu1q8UJI/s320/DSC_0313%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3OycakFEWk/TxhCks5O-HI/AAAAAAAADN4/Q61VJUD7h-4/s1600/DSC_0314%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3OycakFEWk/TxhCks5O-HI/AAAAAAAADN4/Q61VJUD7h-4/s320/DSC_0314%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-up_Bq6Fu3-I/TxhCvE9_uwI/AAAAAAAADOA/CG2jKSRtpeU/s1600/DSC_0315%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-up_Bq6Fu3-I/TxhCvE9_uwI/AAAAAAAADOA/CG2jKSRtpeU/s320/DSC_0315%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling kinda sad...cos baby is totally not enjoying his time in OCS. I believe he didn't think it would have been super good, but I'm sure he didn't expect it to be this &lt;i&gt;bad &lt;/i&gt;either. Oh well...I just hope things become better for him and he'll start making friends and enjoy going through those tough times with them..form some brotherhood and stuff, but of course I remain his priority :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-6495945353676837935?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6495945353676837935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6495945353676837935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6495945353676837935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6495945353676837935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/xlb-buffet.html' title='XLB buffet'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNiswa1IgIw/TxhCRu-z9nI/AAAAAAAADNo/rWheo8vBI_Y/s72-c/DSC_0312%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1886015098473966370</id><published>2012-01-17T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:34:36.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby got into the Wing/Coy he didn't want the most :/ I just hope he'll be able to cope in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1886015098473966370?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1886015098473966370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1886015098473966370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1886015098473966370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1886015098473966370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/baby-got-into-wingcoy-he-didnt-want.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6739561311832730005</id><published>2012-01-15T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T03:04:43.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip with Baby! :D</title><content type='html'>Good midnight again! I'm here to blog about my Genting trip with Yew Hong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PICTURE HEAVY POST!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip was scheduled on Thursday 12 Jan to Saturday 14 Jan, so on 11 Jan Wednesday, baby stayed over at my house so we could leave together in the early morning on Thursday. I was really happy he could stay&amp;nbsp;over and the fact that my parents allowed me to go on this trip with him alone :D It may not be much of a big deal to a lot of people out there because their parents probably give them a lot of freedom and or something, but my parents aren't like that and considering what happened in the past when Yewhong and I just started, having earned my parents' trust is really a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Wednesday after school baby and I had dimsum at Victor's Kitchen at Sunshine Plaza. We went there for their supposedly famous &lt;i&gt;Liu Sha Bao &lt;/i&gt;which is actually &lt;i&gt;Salted Egg Custard Bun&lt;/i&gt; (?) which didn't turn out to be fantastic. And these days, baby seem to be super into dimsum though he claims that he's always liked dimsum (like, we've never eaten dimsum together [exp with my parents] since we've been together until 4 days ago). I've tried a lot of &lt;i&gt;Liu Sha Bao, &lt;/i&gt;but take it from me, the &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Liu Sha Bao &lt;/i&gt;is at a restaurant called &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cathay&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;in &lt;i&gt;The Grand Cathay&lt;/i&gt;. For real. I can't be bothered to describe it, but it's freaking the best &lt;i&gt;bao &lt;/i&gt;in the world. Ownz &lt;i&gt;char shao bao&lt;/i&gt; to the max, and I'm not even &lt;i&gt;bao &lt;/i&gt;fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlcNJ-ITBXI/TxGkXirNwVI/AAAAAAAADEs/3vN70YMUvbY/s1600/DSC_0221_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlcNJ-ITBXI/TxGkXirNwVI/AAAAAAAADEs/3vN70YMUvbY/s320/DSC_0221_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKhe97683VU/TxGkYmECLXI/AAAAAAAADE0/VSQ8qi6mROc/s1600/DSC_0222_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKhe97683VU/TxGkYmECLXI/AAAAAAAADE0/VSQ8qi6mROc/s320/DSC_0222_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watching &lt;i&gt;Meet Dave &lt;/i&gt;before sleeping. I joined him at the third storey. Thank goodness we didn't throw our old mattresses away :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo54baOUYKY/TxGkaQTx5MI/AAAAAAAADE8/ihT5Xf2_uWA/s1600/DSC_0225_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo54baOUYKY/TxGkaQTx5MI/AAAAAAAADE8/ihT5Xf2_uWA/s320/DSC_0225_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCjloWIT82E/TxGkbmRtN8I/AAAAAAAADFE/HJXD4vx-WsU/s1600/DSC_0227_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCjloWIT82E/TxGkbmRtN8I/AAAAAAAADFE/HJXD4vx-WsU/s320/DSC_0227_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I felt quite bad because I think baby didn't really sleep well. I think he wasn't used to sleeping at the third storey, plus it was more dusty and cold :( I think he's used to sleeping in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The bus was scheduled to leave at 6am. We decided to have Macs breakfast and I had to wake up at 4am to prepare and stuff. Thank goodness my dad fetched us out :D I don't know why, but he's been extra/exceedingly nice ever since baby got closer to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GG9mzAc38A/TxGkcZ4tLsI/AAAAAAAADFI/opiusa1o52s/s1600/DSC_0228_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GG9mzAc38A/TxGkcZ4tLsI/AAAAAAAADFI/opiusa1o52s/s320/DSC_0228_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 picture before leaving the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XsO19Pwr3R4/TxGkdTu6lPI/AAAAAAAADFQ/H3KxIxl3jgQ/s1600/DSC_0229_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XsO19Pwr3R4/TxGkdTu6lPI/AAAAAAAADFQ/H3KxIxl3jgQ/s320/DSC_0229_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 picture of us walking at Tampines Interchange at 5am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YarWNa-Urnk/TxGkeVUilmI/AAAAAAAADFc/KcsD-jN0b28/s1600/DSC_0230_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YarWNa-Urnk/TxGkeVUilmI/AAAAAAAADFc/KcsD-jN0b28/s320/DSC_0230_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1st time taking a coach to Genting...1st time going to Genting. HAHA! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby thinks the bus is NOT BAD. I think it's FREAKING AWESOME. I believe the disparity in opinion is due to the fact that he hasn't taken a NORMAL coach to Genting before. By normal, I meant those excursion buses that fetch us to Jurong Bird Park or Zoo or something...yeah those with 1 foot leg space. This Five Stars Deluxe Coach had video-on-demand, video games, massager, and more than enough leg space. It even had a movable partition to separate the 2 conjoined seats for maximum privacy. People from all directions cannot see you. An exaggerated way to describe it is that you can create a mini cubicle with just a few buttons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv9glNNEwqQ/TxGkfir9QSI/AAAAAAAADFk/-m7LyAOSdTE/s1600/DSC_0231_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv9glNNEwqQ/TxGkfir9QSI/AAAAAAAADFk/-m7LyAOSdTE/s320/DSC_0231_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before the bus left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9xyv4KAG-k/TxGkg91zdJI/AAAAAAAADFs/N3Tv1fuoQJk/s1600/DSC_0232_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9xyv4KAG-k/TxGkg91zdJI/AAAAAAAADFs/N3Tv1fuoQJk/s320/DSC_0232_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Emo kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsN-Z8ihO7Q/TxGkizvoX3I/AAAAAAAADF8/YKev1MgA3KY/s1600/DSC_0235_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tsN-Z8ihO7Q/TxGkizvoX3I/AAAAAAAADF8/YKev1MgA3KY/s320/DSC_0235_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh we agreed to make this very dramatic expression, but...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpJIJd1Buw4/TxGkhzAspTI/AAAAAAAADF0/MsfTa_FPEWg/s1600/DSC_0233_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpJIJd1Buw4/TxGkhzAspTI/AAAAAAAADF0/MsfTa_FPEWg/s320/DSC_0233_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stop-over at KL for fuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwbRlSAoXZs/TxGkkf54IXI/AAAAAAAADGE/zT-1yl-5BPw/s1600/DSC_0236_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwbRlSAoXZs/TxGkkf54IXI/AAAAAAAADGE/zT-1yl-5BPw/s320/DSC_0236_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took forever to check-in because there were a lot of people checking-in, and also because we were unlucky enough to get a receptionist who seemed to be mentally slow or new at the job so things were slightly screwed and we waited at least 30min at the counter for the problem to be fixed. In fact, we took so long that we managed to meet Thomas and Agnes at the check-in area though their bus came later. They'd coincidentally booked the trip on the same 3 days as us with our buses arriving and leaving at around the same timings :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu8JOw6LV5k/TxGlBP6NHHI/AAAAAAAADJE/_83UZ8RJRhI/s1600/DSC_0264_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu8JOw6LV5k/TxGlBP6NHHI/AAAAAAAADJE/_83UZ8RJRhI/s320/DSC_0264_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtPVzNSXof4/TxGkmbwzrpI/AAAAAAAADGU/pangjWVTf7A/s1600/DSC_0238_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dtPVzNSXof4/TxGkmbwzrpI/AAAAAAAADGU/pangjWVTf7A/s320/DSC_0238_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2Pm-z21WqY/TxGklBNZYsI/AAAAAAAADGM/BPytnr8KKPk/s1600/DSC_0237_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2Pm-z21WqY/TxGklBNZYsI/AAAAAAAADGM/BPytnr8KKPk/s320/DSC_0237_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the long bus ride we were starved like mad so we had lunch at some super lousy cafe which served horrible or,&amp;nbsp;at best, mediocre food at a really expensive price. We had no plans for the day so we went back to the hotel room first. Actually we didn't plan anything for the trip at all besides visiting the strawberry farm. Will talk about it later in the post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Throughout this trip baby had been having headaches and it happened that afternoon so we took a nap from around 4pm to 6plus and left the room after showering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2gXd3VFIGo/TxGkobNY_5I/AAAAAAAADGk/PjKVU3Bt_hY/s1600/DSC_0242_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2gXd3VFIGo/TxGkobNY_5I/AAAAAAAADGk/PjKVU3Bt_hY/s320/DSC_0242_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4UjFfCW8IY/TxGkqDo1bDI/AAAAAAAADGs/qrWnviGsF3Y/s1600/DSC_0243_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4UjFfCW8IY/TxGkqDo1bDI/AAAAAAAADGs/qrWnviGsF3Y/s320/DSC_0243_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICIZLG_yMYI/TxGkq1kD8HI/AAAAAAAADGw/FyJ7OXHNyXA/s1600/DSC_0244_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ICIZLG_yMYI/TxGkq1kD8HI/AAAAAAAADGw/FyJ7OXHNyXA/s320/DSC_0244_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was too early for dinner so we decided to explore the entire RW Genting. Surprisingly, it was very small and not that difficult to navigate as I'd expected/remembered. In fact I was rather disappointed. There weren't even many people and more than half of them were there to gamble. The theme park looked pathetic and according to Agnes, a lot of the rides had been shut down. First World Plaza also looked really pathetic. 8 out of 10 shops had sales but I didn't even see anything attractive, nor many people buying those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BGBlvZGer8/TxGknf9NP7I/AAAAAAAADGc/S8nJrxGucDQ/s1600/DSC_0239_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BGBlvZGer8/TxGknf9NP7I/AAAAAAAADGc/S8nJrxGucDQ/s320/DSC_0239_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing that really killed the mood was that the arcades at &lt;i&gt;Arena of Stars &lt;/i&gt;were all closed. Like, wtf? That thing generated A LOT of profit! Why the hell shut it down? And there were always a lot of people! And most importantly, I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO IT!! &amp;gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway we had Kenny Rogers for dinner. The macaroni cheese tasted weird and they didn't offer corn muffins which baby wanted, but their chicken tasted better than ours in Singapore. It was more tasty and succulent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f233RYdBBeE/TxGksUHVF1I/AAAAAAAADG8/AjIbpsXJC3w/s1600/DSC_0245_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f233RYdBBeE/TxGksUHVF1I/AAAAAAAADG8/AjIbpsXJC3w/s320/DSC_0245_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to catch&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Great Magician &lt;/i&gt;at 9pm&amp;nbsp;and had Pulut Hitam for dessert at a Nonya shop. No prizes for guessing who wanted the dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZNDGdHes84/TxGzwGyYT9I/AAAAAAAADNM/SlJCqZ4kDn4/s1600/the+great+magician+poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZNDGdHes84/TxGzwGyYT9I/AAAAAAAADNM/SlJCqZ4kDn4/s320/the+great+magician+poster.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coincidentally, Thomas and Agnes bought tickets for the same show at the same time! :D Well, the cinema was screwed cos 5minutes into the show, the sound started going haywire...characters' voices were going off-pitch and soon after, the screen went blank. We waited for about 30minutes before the staff decided that their machine couldn't be fixed and refunded us the money :/ Waste of our time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the 4 of us went to walk around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ST_UnWYX7LA/TxGkwiJg5VI/AAAAAAAADHU/-WcP_f0-9Pc/s1600/DSC_0248_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ST_UnWYX7LA/TxGkwiJg5VI/AAAAAAAADHU/-WcP_f0-9Pc/s320/DSC_0248_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAVNPrYyraI/TxGkt6V97qI/AAAAAAAADHE/oXeEnA-Hx8U/s1600/DSC_0246_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAVNPrYyraI/TxGkt6V97qI/AAAAAAAADHE/oXeEnA-Hx8U/s320/DSC_0246_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rW0BRF5AYdM/TxGkvGphqQI/AAAAAAAADHM/BqZQq4twkp0/s1600/DSC_0247_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rW0BRF5AYdM/TxGkvGphqQI/AAAAAAAADHM/BqZQq4twkp0/s320/DSC_0247_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to go bowling cos this glow-in-the-dark bowling was just too cool!! Too bad there were no sizes for Thomas's ginormous feet. LOL! He actually said he didn't mind walking around on his own while we played but we thought it wasn't so nice so we didn't play it in the end. We wanted to go to the arcade but those in First World Plaza sucked too. They were either empty or not working. Wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1f4MPBYYt4/TxGkxsNtdjI/AAAAAAAADHc/dm0-qHvCfhM/s1600/DSC_0250_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1f4MPBYYt4/TxGkxsNtdjI/AAAAAAAADHc/dm0-qHvCfhM/s320/DSC_0250_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that we went to the casino to check it out. I think it was really messy and low-class. LOL! Sad to say, it just felt like a cheap gambling den. We then tried the jackpot machine and it was so funny cos Thomas started the winning streak by winning...............$0.75!!! LOL!!! We fed 10RM into the machine which gave us 200 credits I think. Each &lt;i&gt;turn &lt;/i&gt;required 20 credits so effectively we had 10 tries. Not long after, baby actually won us 10RM! It was so funny because it was really a lot compared to Thomas's $0.75 and they actually started to congratulate him. HAHA! Then we wanted to cash out but the machine didn't allow &amp;nbsp;-.- What a scam. Needless to say, we lost all our earnings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then went to get supper before they came to our room to play MONOPOLY DEAL! :D Yeah I actually brought it, HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhtoytIIvbY/TxGkyzuzJ3I/AAAAAAAADHg/zzcafhbXpBg/s1600/DSC_0251_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhtoytIIvbY/TxGkyzuzJ3I/AAAAAAAADHg/zzcafhbXpBg/s320/DSC_0251_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tHyrt3jnsM/TxGkz6N7n_I/AAAAAAAADHs/jw-e-aUdkgY/s1600/DSC_0252_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tHyrt3jnsM/TxGkz6N7n_I/AAAAAAAADHs/jw-e-aUdkgY/s320/DSC_0252_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7Irx_Du2zU/TxGk1ePBIoI/AAAAAAAADH0/M9CM9_CTOIE/s1600/DSC_0253_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W7Irx_Du2zU/TxGk1ePBIoI/AAAAAAAADH0/M9CM9_CTOIE/s320/DSC_0253_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAbk5xkLiRY/TxGk2Ky4kzI/AAAAAAAADH8/quL-1sjEHQk/s1600/DSC_0254_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAbk5xkLiRY/TxGk2Ky4kzI/AAAAAAAADH8/quL-1sjEHQk/s320/DSC_0254_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-djUtoAQxnRA/TxGk3nWRO8I/AAAAAAAADIE/QKkmrPTbeVQ/s1600/DSC_0255_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-djUtoAQxnRA/TxGk3nWRO8I/AAAAAAAADIE/QKkmrPTbeVQ/s320/DSC_0255_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We actually freaking played 2 games in 2 hours. SUPER LONG!! By the end of the 2 games it was already 1plus am and we were all tired so they went back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys agreed to meet 10am at Starbucks to check their NS posting, so baby and I had breakfast at &lt;i&gt;Bakery &lt;/i&gt;at Genting Hotel before that. Huiling actually recommended it, but I didn't really think I'd really find it. We just sorta chanced upon it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you were wondering how come we can wake up so early..well, it's because Yewhong has body clock and had been waking up at like 7plus am on average. We sleep on different single beds that are side by side, so everytime he wakes up, he'll come over to my side to cuddle me first for like 10minutes before attempting to dig me out from bed. And if I don't wake up, he'll go back to sleep for another half an hour maybe, and then repeat the process. LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mV6hm3jxTBY/TxGk46tFs-I/AAAAAAAADIM/PmeaZ3pk_EY/s1600/DSC_0256_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mV6hm3jxTBY/TxGk46tFs-I/AAAAAAAADIM/PmeaZ3pk_EY/s320/DSC_0256_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLF8-EvMX4w/TxGk6GEeiMI/AAAAAAAADIU/WIZ6Dt0OXRM/s1600/DSC_0257_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLF8-EvMX4w/TxGk6GEeiMI/AAAAAAAADIU/WIZ6Dt0OXRM/s320/DSC_0257_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Kpyhzo2Fcs/TxGk7qY9UII/AAAAAAAADIc/RJK_M3RsNd8/s1600/DSC_0259_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Kpyhzo2Fcs/TxGk7qY9UII/AAAAAAAADIc/RJK_M3RsNd8/s320/DSC_0259_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Turkey croissant, hot chocolate, and a cute baby boy :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dxBxz1T6wxU/TxGk8Ro95SI/AAAAAAAADIg/aDLb3BXEXpY/s1600/DSC_0260_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dxBxz1T6wxU/TxGk8Ro95SI/AAAAAAAADIg/aDLb3BXEXpY/s320/DSC_0260_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;cool &lt;/i&gt;hot chocolate, according to Huiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2FvLNeMFX8/TxGk9HXBN5I/AAAAAAAADIs/PdJqACxNZO4/s1600/DSC_0261_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2FvLNeMFX8/TxGk9HXBN5I/AAAAAAAADIs/PdJqACxNZO4/s320/DSC_0261_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's really sorta &lt;i&gt;cool&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;lah, just tastes bad :/ Like what baby says, it's just novelty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itAo9sxp5Pc/TxGk-bP2O7I/AAAAAAAADI0/qARCKXkNvgI/s1600/DSC_0262_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itAo9sxp5Pc/TxGk-bP2O7I/AAAAAAAADI0/qARCKXkNvgI/s320/DSC_0262_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roast beef sandwich which was good, but would have been better if there were no olives. I never ate olives and I never thought they would have been so yucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later, we met up with T&amp;amp;A but had some trouble with the internet connection so the entire checking of posting was only completed by 11am. Alright it took only half an hour cos we met them around 10.20am. Both of the boys were posted to OCS. Though I'm not 100% excited for Yewhong to be in OCS cos it's going to take up more of his time = less time for me, but I'm still proud of his achievement :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Somehow after that, baby started feeling uncomfortable and the headache acted up again so we went back to our room for him to take his Panadol while T&amp;amp;A headed to the theme park.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glcvSFV-G7U/TxGk_2_Du0I/AAAAAAAADI8/oIsb8XbGB1c/s1600/DSC_0263_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glcvSFV-G7U/TxGk_2_Du0I/AAAAAAAADI8/oIsb8XbGB1c/s320/DSC_0263_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby requested for a 10min nap which eventually became 1.5 hours. LOL! The weird thing is, I wasn't even bored at all. I actually enjoyed listening to my iPod and reading the Taiwanese magazine which I bought. Haha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our initial plan was to go visit the strawberry farm which Huiling suggested since we didn't want to go to the theme park and there wasn't even that much to do in Genting, but baby woke up at 1plus pm and we haven't even had lunch. I decided not to go because after lunch it would have been too late and baby wasn't feeling well too, so we changed plans. I'm very glad we did, because it eventually rained. Though I brought my umbrella, it was never in my handbag, and it would have sucked if we were stranded outside with no umbrella and were not familiar with the place. Plus I doubt our experience there would have been fantastic there since neither of us are strawberry fans and it isn't the strawberry season according to Cuijie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl0WCihpMLQ/TxGlDCxKtFI/AAAAAAAADJM/hSWOSzyMzJg/s1600/DSC_0265_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl0WCihpMLQ/TxGlDCxKtFI/AAAAAAAADJM/hSWOSzyMzJg/s320/DSC_0265_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HroWPYtrJzA/TxGlEyo8EVI/AAAAAAAADJU/C9ud4rDeqgs/s1600/DSC_0266_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HroWPYtrJzA/TxGlEyo8EVI/AAAAAAAADJU/C9ud4rDeqgs/s320/DSC_0266_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euk-Dzt_zuU/TxGlGLx8WvI/AAAAAAAADJc/kRNg1glctqc/s1600/DSC_0267_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euk-Dzt_zuU/TxGlGLx8WvI/AAAAAAAADJc/kRNg1glctqc/s320/DSC_0267_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7UJ58-nJ0k/TxGlHgkRnBI/AAAAAAAADJk/Ar9k_IdwHA0/s1600/DSC_0269_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7UJ58-nJ0k/TxGlHgkRnBI/AAAAAAAADJk/Ar9k_IdwHA0/s320/DSC_0269_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TjEnXdKUNg/TxGlI7CqlzI/AAAAAAAADJs/6i2_1K61buk/s1600/DSC_0270_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TjEnXdKUNg/TxGlI7CqlzI/AAAAAAAADJs/6i2_1K61buk/s320/DSC_0270_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhzOvzsbnow/TxGlJxzf9PI/AAAAAAAADJ0/45mfnpz6QhA/s1600/DSC_0271_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhzOvzsbnow/TxGlJxzf9PI/AAAAAAAADJ0/45mfnpz6QhA/s320/DSC_0271_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1G0iYDx4tMY/TxGlLA8dggI/AAAAAAAADJ8/ZoQH7F_OSis/s1600/DSC_0272_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1G0iYDx4tMY/TxGlLA8dggI/AAAAAAAADJ8/ZoQH7F_OSis/s320/DSC_0272_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGuX-db1CYY/TxGlMXKcuxI/AAAAAAAADKE/mRMv4G3V19Y/s1600/DSC_0273_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGuX-db1CYY/TxGlMXKcuxI/AAAAAAAADKE/mRMv4G3V19Y/s320/DSC_0273_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had dimsum at a chinese restaurant at Genting Hotel. The food was really good! I thought it was kinda expensive at first, but after deducting GST and also considering at we ordered like 8-9&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;dishes&lt;/i&gt;, it was actually okay since it's actually a restaurant in a hotel..likka atas? We paid around the same price for lunch at Victor's Kitchen, which is like some lousy small shop which had old tables and stools. Worth it right? And the food was much better :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The plan was to have buffet dinner with T&amp;amp;A and then watch&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Freeze&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;at 9pm, so after lunch we decided to shop around for a little and catch&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Great Magician&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing really caught my eye over there so I only bought a pair of slippers from&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Padini Concept Store&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;because my Havaianas are getting too thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because there was really nothing to do, or rather, baby didn't want to do much of the things there, so we went to&lt;i&gt; Ripley's Believe It Or Not&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6G01iLWeaCs/TxGlOrH29BI/AAAAAAAADKU/zJ4KbpI16Zw/s1600/DSC_0276_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6G01iLWeaCs/TxGlOrH29BI/AAAAAAAADKU/zJ4KbpI16Zw/s320/DSC_0276_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P60LtEm5mKs/TxGlQI4DDxI/AAAAAAAADKc/wmxA4YvqrD0/s1600/DSC_0277_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P60LtEm5mKs/TxGlQI4DDxI/AAAAAAAADKc/wmxA4YvqrD0/s320/DSC_0277_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpT0mitzKnE/TxGlRom5IhI/AAAAAAAADKk/NSyukBwn6Wo/s1600/DSC_0278_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpT0mitzKnE/TxGlRom5IhI/AAAAAAAADKk/NSyukBwn6Wo/s320/DSC_0278_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_J_m8mCTv9E/TxGlS6XLd1I/AAAAAAAADKs/hSqLd2EU6Ik/s1600/DSC_0279_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_J_m8mCTv9E/TxGlS6XLd1I/AAAAAAAADKs/hSqLd2EU6Ik/s320/DSC_0279_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccEoXCgyAoU/TxGlUSacSpI/AAAAAAAADK0/_0UIstuZoKk/s1600/DSC_0280_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccEoXCgyAoU/TxGlUSacSpI/AAAAAAAADK0/_0UIstuZoKk/s320/DSC_0280_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1thCzumYR4/TxGlV02XU5I/AAAAAAAADK8/Pr_anPUzL2s/s1600/DSC_0281_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1thCzumYR4/TxGlV02XU5I/AAAAAAAADK8/Pr_anPUzL2s/s320/DSC_0281_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDMicXcCV-I/TxGlXaXIApI/AAAAAAAADLE/p8EEqZpAHXU/s1600/DSC_0282_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDMicXcCV-I/TxGlXaXIApI/AAAAAAAADLE/p8EEqZpAHXU/s320/DSC_0282_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Freaking big bicep! HAHAHA!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__7Voyl9uto/TxGlYilTHLI/AAAAAAAADLM/9av7c1ha0yg/s1600/DSC_0283_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__7Voyl9uto/TxGlYilTHLI/AAAAAAAADLM/9av7c1ha0yg/s320/DSC_0283_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! I like this photo cos it makes me look slim. Actually it doesn't. Looking into it just makes you dizzy. But somehow this concave mirror gives a slightly slimming effect when you stand far from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TT023lI1Dvg/TxGlaWeumdI/AAAAAAAADLU/cdH8lizPcLI/s1600/DSC_0284_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TT023lI1Dvg/TxGlaWeumdI/AAAAAAAADLU/cdH8lizPcLI/s320/DSC_0284_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After &lt;i&gt;Ripley's,&lt;/i&gt;we still had some time so we went to Kenny Rogers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pRm4AvYsHm0/TxGlbGIn2vI/AAAAAAAADLc/1iCG3raEEWg/s1600/DSC_0285_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pRm4AvYsHm0/TxGlbGIn2vI/AAAAAAAADLc/1iCG3raEEWg/s320/DSC_0285_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;T&amp;amp;A raved about this dessert at Kenny Rogers called &lt;i&gt;Chocolate Oasis &lt;/i&gt;which has cake on the outside and chocolate oozing in from the inside. Common enough but it still tastes good :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We then managed to catch the movie without any disruptions and it was actually pretty funny. Lol! I wouldn't think it was a very good movie or one that I would remember, but it was nice to watch :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijlqjj1iEsE/TxGldtqw-JI/AAAAAAAADLk/1Pe7Qjygoug/s1600/DSC_0286_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijlqjj1iEsE/TxGldtqw-JI/AAAAAAAADLk/1Pe7Qjygoug/s320/DSC_0286_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met T&amp;amp;A to have dinner at &lt;i&gt;Coffee Terrace &lt;/i&gt;at Genting Hotel. It was supposed to be an international buffet but the food just sucks. Lol, we didn't pay a lot either. After GST the meal costs us about 31SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5o8AZbaP8Fs/TxGlfXCDuTI/AAAAAAAADLs/MjYvraRVK0A/s1600/DSC_0287_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5o8AZbaP8Fs/TxGlfXCDuTI/AAAAAAAADLs/MjYvraRVK0A/s320/DSC_0287_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He told me to flare my nostrils...like I would do that in a 100 years. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBAwt1j2YdE/TxGlgVVLWgI/AAAAAAAADL0/NctLQP7c9V8/s1600/DSC_0288_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBAwt1j2YdE/TxGlgVVLWgI/AAAAAAAADL0/NctLQP7c9V8/s320/DSC_0288_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cslXuQQCaR8/TxGlimjVsyI/AAAAAAAADL8/-tLHR82i9IY/s1600/DSC_0289_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cslXuQQCaR8/TxGlimjVsyI/AAAAAAAADL8/-tLHR82i9IY/s320/DSC_0289_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MncIXk7jPPw/TxGlj7WvaeI/AAAAAAAADME/ALgOgNwzRuA/s1600/DSC_0290_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MncIXk7jPPw/TxGlj7WvaeI/AAAAAAAADME/ALgOgNwzRuA/s320/DSC_0290_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zczHOC0Q7XQ/TxGlNrkzjsI/AAAAAAAADKM/Gm6VixTT2oI/s1600/DSC_0275_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zczHOC0Q7XQ/TxGlNrkzjsI/AAAAAAAADKM/Gm6VixTT2oI/s320/DSC_0275_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPYiB2FwtjM/TxGlmR1druI/AAAAAAAADMM/8hlgMIJtmAs/s1600/DSC_0291_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPYiB2FwtjM/TxGlmR1druI/AAAAAAAADMM/8hlgMIJtmAs/s320/DSC_0291_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate till 9pm before baby and I went to catch &lt;i&gt;Freeze &lt;/i&gt;at the Genting International Showroom while T&amp;amp;A continued with the buffet until 9.40pm. The show was okay, not bad, but pales in comparison to &lt;i&gt;Voyage De La Vie &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;The Lion King&lt;/i&gt;, both of which I watched. And the seating was very uncomfortable because it was just normal chairs placed in an auditorium. I'd assumed that the seats would be cushioned like those in cinemas or what, but nope...restaurant chairs with cushioned base and back but metal legs and frame :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then T&amp;amp;A came over for Monopoly Deal again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTKBqgqVhqg/TxHCKUyBklI/AAAAAAAADNU/ioqSkMHQyXk/s1600/DSC_0303%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTKBqgqVhqg/TxHCKUyBklI/AAAAAAAADNU/ioqSkMHQyXk/s320/DSC_0303%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2G7raFARmw/TxHCQaECI1I/AAAAAAAADNc/bfM-2WgwejA/s1600/DSC_0304%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2G7raFARmw/TxHCQaECI1I/AAAAAAAADNc/bfM-2WgwejA/s320/DSC_0304%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This time there was no supper and the game ended at 12plus cos everyone was just too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;Baby and I KO-ed like earlier than planned. We wanted to do face mask and give each other face massages, but we were just too shagged. It seemed that throughout the whole day we'd been eating and walking and doing&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;don't-know-what.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby did his usual &lt;i&gt;dig-me-out-from-sleep &lt;/i&gt;routine again. Haha! Sometimes the way he does it was just so adorable :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ Good thing is, after his first round of disturbing at like 6plus am, he went back to sleep and woke up only at 8plus probably going to 9am, when the 2nd round took place and I gave in and got out of bed. We had breakfast at Starbucks cos there wasn't much to eat for breakfast and he wanted to check Facebook using the Wifi there. I had my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ Java Chip Frappe and a Baked&amp;nbsp;Shepherd's&amp;nbsp;Pie. I thought the pie wasn't good. I would have loved to have their Spinach Quiche..in fact I wanted it until I realize that they didn't have it in Genting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We spent a pretty long time in Starbucks before retreating back to our room to give each other facial massages and then checking out by12pm. Our bus would leave at 2.30pm so we were kind of stranded outside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We agreed to have a hotpot+bbq buffet for lunch but baby became apprenhensive about it because he was worried that the food might be pretty bad, but at the same time, there wasn't much choice for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;While walking around thinking about how to kill time before lunch, we passed by Ah Yat's dimsum menu and decided on it without much hesitation. I wasn't super excited because we already had dimsum the previous day and 2 days prior, but since the baby boy wanted, I just went along...plus I didn't mind too :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yL4zNJ2f_8U/TxGln7fQNOI/AAAAAAAADMU/86XfaxjC9Sg/s1600/DSC_0292_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yL4zNJ2f_8U/TxGln7fQNOI/AAAAAAAADMU/86XfaxjC9Sg/s320/DSC_0292_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_xtOxhmWk/TxGlp-R4E9I/AAAAAAAADMc/mdqkAB7DG3s/s1600/DSC_0293_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_xtOxhmWk/TxGlp-R4E9I/AAAAAAAADMc/mdqkAB7DG3s/s320/DSC_0293_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YiZk2KwSbLo/TxGlrHq2YmI/AAAAAAAADMk/bRd8tDDlTbQ/s1600/DSC_0294_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YiZk2KwSbLo/TxGlrHq2YmI/AAAAAAAADMk/bRd8tDDlTbQ/s320/DSC_0294_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FumrklzLMRs/TxGlsqCSURI/AAAAAAAADMs/o6TEVJRu85A/s1600/DSC_0295_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FumrklzLMRs/TxGlsqCSURI/AAAAAAAADMs/o6TEVJRu85A/s320/DSC_0295_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuxuKPJrpwI/TxGltw_5TvI/AAAAAAAADM0/8FjVBnITWfg/s1600/DSC_0298_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuxuKPJrpwI/TxGltw_5TvI/AAAAAAAADM0/8FjVBnITWfg/s320/DSC_0298_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dimsum here wasn't as good as the previous one, but it was cheaper as well. I would still prefer the previous one I guess. The environment felt nicer...more like a dimsum restaurant :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We really ate slowly and took our time but there was still too much time on hand- 12 more minutes to kill before registering at the counter to take the return bus. Since before the trip, the both of us had already wanted to do a massage there but it was too expensive. There was a small booth offering 10min neck+shoulder+head massage for 19RM and we went for it. Baby was unwilling at first because he felt that it was not worth the money, but I really wanted to do something and it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;expensive so he patronizingly did it with me. It turned out to be a good decision because the massage was pretty good and we both felt rejuvenated immediately after the massage. One reason I wanted to do it was also cos he was having headache again so I just wanted to make him feel better besides giving him Panadol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the massage, we were right on time to board the bus :D And for no good reason, I just felt independent..kinda like an achievement that I made it in Genting for 3 days without any parental supervision and with someone who hasn't been in Genting before :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRI2d5Y8ozg/TxGlu5GtVbI/AAAAAAAADM8/tspVoDJxSBw/s1600/DSC_0299_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRI2d5Y8ozg/TxGlu5GtVbI/AAAAAAAADM8/tspVoDJxSBw/s320/DSC_0299_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stopped over at &lt;i&gt;Yong Peng &lt;/i&gt;for "dinner" where I got 1 beef Ramli burger, 1 box of wedges and 1 cup of corn, but ate less than half of any of these. LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGjBsibQIww/TxGlvzycilI/AAAAAAAADNE/CkVttiM9HBc/s1600/DSC_0301_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGjBsibQIww/TxGlvzycilI/AAAAAAAADNE/CkVttiM9HBc/s320/DSC_0301_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This entire trip has had its fair share of screw-ups, like us forgetting to bring pen, the cinema, the sucky 1st meal etc, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. HAHA! I love spending time with baby even though we didn't do much and I'm glad I wasn't super eager to do things because he prefers a slower pace, then again we're both ever willing to compromise. That's one thing I love about us :D Well, I'm not going back to Genting again in the near future, but I'm looking forward to our next getaway! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/12759321-6739561311832730005?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6739561311832730005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6739561311832730005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6739561311832730005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6739561311832730005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/genting-trip-with-baby-d.html' title='Genting Trip with Baby! :D'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlcNJ-ITBXI/TxGkXirNwVI/AAAAAAAADEs/3vN70YMUvbY/s72-c/DSC_0221_%25E7%25BE%258E%25E5%259B%25BE01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3043081061145189423</id><published>2012-01-14T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T23:27:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not trying to be haolian or full of myself, but after seeing a lot of &lt;i&gt;Speechless &lt;/i&gt;covers on Youtube, I think I can sing it better than some of those people. Manz, I miss &lt;i&gt;Speechless. &lt;/i&gt;One of my all time favourite songs &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3043081061145189423?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3043081061145189423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3043081061145189423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3043081061145189423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3043081061145189423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-not-trying-to-be-haolian-or-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7324132856753993330</id><published>2012-01-10T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:47:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP</title><content type='html'>These days I cannot be bothered to blog much...cos there isn't much to blog about. Probably will blog about my Genting trip after I get back. Guess who's also going to be there too? ** Hiakhiak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these days I've been trying harder to study cos Prelims is in end February! That's too fast for me to handle, but then again, I've slacked too much. Jiayou to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8QFU4iIL-8/TwxNHi4NXCI/AAAAAAAADEc/JdcaRqgmdwo/s1600/IMG_1202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8QFU4iIL-8/TwxNHi4NXCI/AAAAAAAADEc/JdcaRqgmdwo/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHcQO4UiQbo/TwxO-Z_EpbI/AAAAAAAADEk/_ILm89mOdgY/s1600/IMG_1223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHcQO4UiQbo/TwxO-Z_EpbI/AAAAAAAADEk/_ILm89mOdgY/s320/IMG_1223.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the boyfriend finally graduated from BMT :D I can say goodbye to the Friday nights at Pasir Ris. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/12759321-7324132856753993330?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7324132856753993330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7324132856753993330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7324132856753993330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7324132856753993330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/pop.html' title='POP'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8QFU4iIL-8/TwxNHi4NXCI/AAAAAAAADEc/JdcaRqgmdwo/s72-c/IMG_1202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2342616729142117024</id><published>2012-01-09T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:38:34.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's already Monday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the QYH is staying over at my house (with parents approval and all &lt;i&gt;*punches fist in the air*&lt;/i&gt;) and Thursday we're going for our Genting trip! :D Super excited!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2342616729142117024?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2342616729142117024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2342616729142117024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2342616729142117024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2342616729142117024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/todays-already-monday-night-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1529612771192189880</id><published>2012-01-06T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:47:55.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby's probably doing his 24km march now, can't wait to see him tomorrow! Though he won't be able to call me tonight, I'm really happy that we're going to spend the next 9 days or so together! AHHH!!! SO MUCH LOVE!!! :D &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1529612771192189880?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1529612771192189880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1529612771192189880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1529612771192189880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1529612771192189880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/babys-probably-doing-his-24km-march-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2438410900440109035</id><published>2012-01-05T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:03:00.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm "sick" again. I slept at 12plus last night and woke up at 12plus today, except for the 3minutes that baby called me at 5plus. I'd expected myself to be slightly more energetic but no I wasn't. Besides getting up to make myself some &lt;i&gt;very convenient &lt;/i&gt;lunch, I was practically lying on my couch being pretty much immobilized. In case, you were wondering, I wasn't being a couch potato cos I totally wasn't snacking. If any, I'd be a sick potato. My phone eventually died and I fell asleep on my couch until I finally woke up and decided that I've got to charge my phone because baby might call me. Seriously I had a gut feeling he might call me and guess what? He did...while my phone was off and I was half-dead. Then he dropped a text :( Manz..the previous time I missed his call too cos I was in the shower. Damn :( &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Like why?!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WEI SHEN ME?!?! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2438410900440109035?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2438410900440109035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2438410900440109035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2438410900440109035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2438410900440109035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6894607309531962864</id><published>2012-01-04T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:30:54.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who says big can't be beautiful?</title><content type='html'>So touching...I feel empowered seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reallife.stomp.com.sg/stomp/reallife/Life/873646/20111229rlbignbeautiful1.html"&gt;Who Says Big Can't Be Beautiful?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm not as big as them, but I've always been bigger than regular girls and had self-esteem issues too. Then again, big or not, the most important is that you're healthy. You could be freaking hot with slender waist, huge&amp;nbsp;buxom and a perky behind, but if you're missing a hand or a leg you're definitely not going to feel any better&amp;nbsp;too. So I'm thankful that I was born normal and healthy :) Just wouldn't mind losing some kilos :D&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/12759321-6894607309531962864?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6894607309531962864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6894607309531962864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6894607309531962864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6894607309531962864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-touching.html' title='Who says big can&apos;t be beautiful?'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3876145268380538130</id><published>2012-01-04T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:15:18.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although you'll not be seeing this now, but I miss you bubu &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIORPGWF4GY/TFzd__8KgrI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rPajEmhwDTY/s1600/120.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIORPGWF4GY/TFzd__8KgrI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rPajEmhwDTY/s1600/120.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13KXdMMjkjo/TRnVaFz9p8I/AAAAAAAAB_M/vQoqclJXKgo/s1600/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13KXdMMjkjo/TRnVaFz9p8I/AAAAAAAAB_M/vQoqclJXKgo/s320/32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3876145268380538130?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3876145268380538130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3876145268380538130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3876145268380538130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3876145268380538130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/although-youll-not-be-seeing-this-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIORPGWF4GY/TFzd__8KgrI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rPajEmhwDTY/s72-c/120.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4375459868450901477</id><published>2012-01-03T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:48:56.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese-stuffed mushroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly had a craving for the cheese-stuffed portobello mushrooms baby made for me 2 days ago. There weren't any portobello mushrooms so I used white button mushrooms and they actually taste better! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpSfK52tLWU/TwLpzF7GQfI/AAAAAAAADD8/ZdY_bkXBPEY/s1600/DSC_0214%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpSfK52tLWU/TwLpzF7GQfI/AAAAAAAADD8/ZdY_bkXBPEY/s320/DSC_0214%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5fuyQuTQFM/TwLqEo3nWTI/AAAAAAAADEI/5XYzvV7pGH4/s1600/DSC_0215%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5fuyQuTQFM/TwLqEo3nWTI/AAAAAAAADEI/5XYzvV7pGH4/s320/DSC_0215%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBzsVM2LSCI/TwLqux5HEZI/AAAAAAAADEU/9I9r_acaHIM/s1600/1325304242545%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBzsVM2LSCI/TwLqux5HEZI/AAAAAAAADEU/9I9r_acaHIM/s320/1325304242545%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the one baby made for me. Portobello with over-flowing mozzarella. I mixed parmesan with mozzarella and I think it's better too! Improved recipe &lt;i&gt;*winks*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though the bubu just booked in yesterday, I wish he would book out soon &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/12759321-4375459868450901477?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4375459868450901477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4375459868450901477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4375459868450901477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4375459868450901477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/cheese-stuffed-mushroom.html' title='Cheese-stuffed mushroom'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SpSfK52tLWU/TwLpzF7GQfI/AAAAAAAADD8/ZdY_bkXBPEY/s72-c/DSC_0214%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2527725148168229436</id><published>2012-01-03T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T01:44:56.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;First and foremost, I would like to wish all of you a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Though I'm not happy about 2012 at all. 2011 was fantastic and I just cannot see how good things can be in 2012.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;At the start of 2011, I was still in poly busy chionging projects and having fun with the beloved big clique, and then came February when Yewhong and I celebrated our first year anniversary together and it was also an amazing period of time where we spent nearly everyday together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYcjUITiw_I/TwHZ-IIaS7I/AAAAAAAAC7Y/bjHCJtTDykk/s1600/166323_485741283701_745283701_5947832_2799154_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYcjUITiw_I/TwHZ-IIaS7I/AAAAAAAAC7Y/bjHCJtTDykk/s320/166323_485741283701_745283701_5947832_2799154_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;When Kaina and I were very into falsies and I was into coloured contacts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cfAZ7EnWge4/TwHZ-gUteWI/AAAAAAAAC7c/ZQvTdBfC700/s1600/167473_485743193701_745283701_5947882_8193544_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cfAZ7EnWge4/TwHZ-gUteWI/AAAAAAAAC7c/ZQvTdBfC700/s320/167473_485743193701_745283701_5947882_8193544_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;And there was Kiewu's birthday!! :D First of the 91s to turn 20! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpFvH7XcmDw/TwHatkzWfvI/AAAAAAAAC70/Lj1Z24eirq4/s1600/180189_10150095779608702_745283701_6295213_4564846_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpFvH7XcmDw/TwHatkzWfvI/AAAAAAAAC70/Lj1Z24eirq4/s320/180189_10150095779608702_745283701_6295213_4564846_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujmjbQNMB2Y/TwHavo4SmSI/AAAAAAAAC78/OLkNutEbmlA/s1600/182865_10150095784438702_745283701_6295318_37709_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujmjbQNMB2Y/TwHavo4SmSI/AAAAAAAAC78/OLkNutEbmlA/s320/182865_10150095784438702_745283701_6295318_37709_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;My parents started accepting Yewhong and he grew closer to us. Our relationship became stable and we understood each other better. We had our exams in March and that sums up my entire 3 years and 2 months (DPA) in Ngee Ann Polytechnic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7QIDyU8_lb0/TwHbcc19hnI/AAAAAAAAC8I/ITG5X_vBdHU/s1600/189731_10150200707193626_707238625_8811081_4613655_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7QIDyU8_lb0/TwHbcc19hnI/AAAAAAAAC8I/ITG5X_vBdHU/s320/189731_10150200707193626_707238625_8811081_4613655_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Our failed kite flying trip for Kaina's birthday :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4oo9UJX1eo/TwHbdWRWZcI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/Bvj3c47YGb0/s1600/189759_10150200704243626_707238625_8811068_5703365_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4oo9UJX1eo/TwHbdWRWZcI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/Bvj3c47YGb0/s320/189759_10150200704243626_707238625_8811068_5703365_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;My all-time favourite photo of Quek Yew Hong. I think it's super cute and of course this was taken during the period where he was chubbier, and I like it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pg5ohTDJUyY/TwHbdw3_XeI/AAAAAAAAC8U/SNwhWRfJKJ0/s1600/196505_10150200734888626_707238625_8811446_590874_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pg5ohTDJUyY/TwHbdw3_XeI/AAAAAAAAC8U/SNwhWRfJKJ0/s320/196505_10150200734888626_707238625_8811446_590874_a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy0z7Qk9PRI/TwHbe9Iw1lI/AAAAAAAAC8g/acs8ffnIXC4/s1600/199523_10150200696523626_707238625_8810993_2616276_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy0z7Qk9PRI/TwHbe9Iw1lI/AAAAAAAAC8g/acs8ffnIXC4/s320/199523_10150200696523626_707238625_8810993_2616276_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I bumped around for a bit after the exams and before our clique's graduation trip to Taiwan. It was like one of the best 7 days I've spent overseas. Wuxi-Shanghai trip was fun too, but it's just sorta different. Of course there were some minor hiccups here and there, with the itinerary and the activities but I still had fun :D One of the things I enjoyed the most was the guys coming to our room and watching Underworld. LOL! I clearly remember the guys all being very engrossed in the show and I was just asking questions and they kept giving me half-hearted replies. Haha! And who could have forgotten Kiewu's classic CALIFORNIA GIRLS video (Ps. it's in facebook)?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8SABZDGd6E/TwHTGuJcxvI/AAAAAAAAC3w/oWEV4lfMVpc/s1600/205767_10150153705393702_745283701_6678011_6443147_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8SABZDGd6E/TwHTGuJcxvI/AAAAAAAAC3w/oWEV4lfMVpc/s320/205767_10150153705393702_745283701_6678011_6443147_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;We made up for Kaina's birthday which wasn't done well enough on the actual celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdDBPMOrlf0/TwHTKiQFYJI/AAAAAAAAC4I/tOP__S41CL0/s1600/215726_10150153590318702_745283701_6677187_3204472_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdDBPMOrlf0/TwHTKiQFYJI/AAAAAAAAC4I/tOP__S41CL0/s320/215726_10150153590318702_745283701_6677187_3204472_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fYRv8jsDKL4/TwHTP0ORSMI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/d3DBJgqSNdQ/s1600/215195_10150153584188702_745283701_6677086_2794758_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fYRv8jsDKL4/TwHTP0ORSMI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/d3DBJgqSNdQ/s320/215195_10150153584188702_745283701_6677086_2794758_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpxIbn4Gz94/TwHTJaLnlmI/AAAAAAAAC4A/jQ2MTicdmDw/s1600/207264_10150153578398702_745283701_6676954_4928138_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpxIbn4Gz94/TwHTJaLnlmI/AAAAAAAAC4A/jQ2MTicdmDw/s320/207264_10150153578398702_745283701_6676954_4928138_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Went to hot spring where we all stripped :X First in 20 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-iExovGDjM/TwHTL3cU9NI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/q7DCyNsy6_8/s1600/218130_10150153704803702_745283701_6677996_5667901_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3-iExovGDjM/TwHTL3cU9NI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/q7DCyNsy6_8/s320/218130_10150153704803702_745283701_6677996_5667901_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yewhong probably hates this photo cos the dress was too short for his liking and he thought I was wearing safety shorts but I wasn't. Well the focus isn't on the dress but the boots! I love wearing boots cos they're so chio! But Singapore's really just a tat too hot for comfortable boots wear :/ Anyway this is how I would like myself to look like with boots :D I took other pictures in Taiwan with my boots but I was wearing leggings and they were rather loose so they didn't really look good :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj9t2QRt3Xo/TwHTFgSRlQI/AAAAAAAAC3g/Ef28FtzR2CQ/s320/205039_10150153576103702_745283701_6676909_6967588_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Born G.A.Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGLJXteOzrU/TwHTHhyjGBI/AAAAAAAAC30/eEKTuCtWD94/s1600/206551_10150153707888702_745283701_6678071_5566323_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGLJXteOzrU/TwHTHhyjGBI/AAAAAAAAC30/eEKTuCtWD94/s1600/206551_10150153707888702_745283701_6678071_5566323_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Our first time going overseas together as a couple though it wasn't a couple trip :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;After the trip I guess things started going downhill, at least for me I guess. I lived in dustbox of a house full of construction workers for about 2 to 3 months, during which I had a temporary job at Aviva Ltd. It was technically my first office job besides internship but I guess this was a lot harder..at first. It made me realise and really appreciate my life at MAS. I met nice and fun people, whom I no longer keep in contact with, there and I would say, I did grow up a little. In May, I went to Marina Barrage to celebrate dear Esther and Cunfang's birthday! I guess this was technically the last real gathering we had as a clique :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0KjTnhv4Ko/TwHWc2_J9VI/AAAAAAAAC4s/B8wunPBIxDg/s1600/250811_10150198151698702_745283701_7079016_1077522_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0KjTnhv4Ko/TwHWc2_J9VI/AAAAAAAAC4s/B8wunPBIxDg/s320/250811_10150198151698702_745283701_7079016_1077522_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVnYKC5EYp4/TwHWe8DnWSI/AAAAAAAAC48/rAibM8UNn_Q/s1600/250881_10150198150368702_745283701_7078995_6361352_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVnYKC5EYp4/TwHWe8DnWSI/AAAAAAAAC48/rAibM8UNn_Q/s320/250881_10150198150368702_745283701_7078995_6361352_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsBd2b_FIR0/TwHWgoJz3NI/AAAAAAAAC5M/oyOGcbGyEk4/s1600/252136_10150198153688702_745283701_7079044_1713630_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsBd2b_FIR0/TwHWgoJz3NI/AAAAAAAAC5M/oyOGcbGyEk4/s320/252136_10150198153688702_745283701_7079044_1713630_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I totally don't remember why we did this but I guess we do this alot. HAHA!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6svf_o7uSpw/TwHWh4_2DAI/AAAAAAAAC5c/grJ8A2bGX24/s1600/253806_10150198154088702_745283701_7079048_7181898_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6svf_o7uSpw/TwHWh4_2DAI/AAAAAAAAC5c/grJ8A2bGX24/s320/253806_10150198154088702_745283701_7079048_7181898_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKc7PNS7cKM/TwHWjbEYfSI/AAAAAAAAC5k/XfGaQ23pawk/s1600/253821_10150198155973702_745283701_7079068_995210_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKc7PNS7cKM/TwHWjbEYfSI/AAAAAAAAC5k/XfGaQ23pawk/s320/253821_10150198155973702_745283701_7079068_995210_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7VODuukCKQ/TwHWkcHQCnI/AAAAAAAAC5s/tkZpt7VzXOk/s1600/254646_10150198158273702_745283701_7079093_599492_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7VODuukCKQ/TwHWkcHQCnI/AAAAAAAAC5s/tkZpt7VzXOk/s320/254646_10150198158273702_745283701_7079093_599492_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOfimI1p4Q4/TwHWlPy0g6I/AAAAAAAAC5w/4BFuw0QHLfs/s1600/255081_10150198151813702_745283701_7079018_6962306_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOfimI1p4Q4/TwHWlPy0g6I/AAAAAAAAC5w/4BFuw0QHLfs/s320/255081_10150198151813702_745283701_7079018_6962306_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Of course there was my most beloved Tan Jia Sui's birthday, but all the photos were erased :'( &lt;i&gt;*stabs myself*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqP_fr01Cp8/TwHYkNzBI5I/AAAAAAAAC6w/w0YccazJrfA/s1600/223384_10150173845538038_669093037_6868421_5319494_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqP_fr01Cp8/TwHYkNzBI5I/AAAAAAAAC6w/w0YccazJrfA/s320/223384_10150173845538038_669093037_6868421_5319494_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Not to mention, I graduated!! It was&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Goodbye Ngee Ann Poly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;for real! :'(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4V8vsIV88K0/TwHW8LEgBAI/AAAAAAAAC6A/AVBcSjMEK7g/s1600/249908_10150197415453702_745283701_7071656_5200935_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4V8vsIV88K0/TwHW8LEgBAI/AAAAAAAAC6A/AVBcSjMEK7g/s320/249908_10150197415453702_745283701_7071656_5200935_a.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JsfljjLgRg/TwHW87M7IFI/AAAAAAAAC6I/5hSDmIeEwBA/s1600/250371_10150181685208038_669093037_6936673_2438195_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JsfljjLgRg/TwHW87M7IFI/AAAAAAAAC6I/5hSDmIeEwBA/s320/250371_10150181685208038_669093037_6936673_2438195_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_vvJgkMPRs/TwHW9ysn_VI/AAAAAAAAC6M/2NJN3Cr-s_c/s1600/254149_10150181682633038_669093037_6936652_7216597_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_vvJgkMPRs/TwHW9ysn_VI/AAAAAAAAC6M/2NJN3Cr-s_c/s320/254149_10150181682633038_669093037_6936652_7216597_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkrjlQpKzHM/TwHW-zquIDI/AAAAAAAAC6U/CMoR4UeMeWk/s1600/255331_10150181681388038_669093037_6936645_1032678_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkrjlQpKzHM/TwHW-zquIDI/AAAAAAAAC6U/CMoR4UeMeWk/s320/255331_10150181681388038_669093037_6936645_1032678_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Nearing the end of my stay there, my colleagues kept encouraging me to stay but I refused to because I wanted some time for myself. In June, I went to Hongkong for a short getaway with my mum and my sister while Yewhong went back to Shanghai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q8BhSdmyWto/TwHX7vB8HcI/AAAAAAAAC6k/op9W300z1Yk/s1600/264043_10150214699918038_669093037_7197725_4406996_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q8BhSdmyWto/TwHX7vB8HcI/AAAAAAAAC6k/op9W300z1Yk/s320/264043_10150214699918038_669093037_7197725_4406996_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Not long after I got back, it was time for Bridging Course at UOL in July. This was when reality started to sink in. I wasn't seeing most of my friends much, I had to sit in an LT full of strangers for 6 out of 7 days in a week for a course of 4-5 weeks and I never made any friends, and I had to sit for an examination which would determine if I qualify for an advance standing in the university. How dreadful. Well it wasn't so bad still. I received sweet and delightful smses from Yewhong several times a day and received morning and night calls, and I had Kaina to accompany my during lectures and Cuijie who would work out with me sometimes before school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gv1HMzevvQQ/TwHZTHuREDI/AAAAAAAAC68/_DEY1qAKNYM/s1600/261863_10150220617618702_745283701_7292009_3007184_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gv1HMzevvQQ/TwHZTHuREDI/AAAAAAAAC68/_DEY1qAKNYM/s320/261863_10150220617618702_745283701_7292009_3007184_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTWv6RAk1BI/TwHZUc6nUDI/AAAAAAAAC7E/httWnzJv088/s1600/263900_10150220616568702_745283701_7291986_412850_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UTWv6RAk1BI/TwHZUc6nUDI/AAAAAAAAC7E/httWnzJv088/s320/263900_10150220616568702_745283701_7291986_412850_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mojx47pmz8/TwHZVtTfmoI/AAAAAAAAC7M/pfzdshFFUMI/s1600/269986_10150214403518038_669093037_7194472_1437104_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mojx47pmz8/TwHZVtTfmoI/AAAAAAAAC7M/pfzdshFFUMI/s320/269986_10150214403518038_669093037_7194472_1437104_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp3Adss9wco/TwHgiQCNpdI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/eeokD4X4-No/s1600/267384_10150240497022331_636007330_7730231_4849035_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp3Adss9wco/TwHgiQCNpdI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/eeokD4X4-No/s320/267384_10150240497022331_636007330_7730231_4849035_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;And Esther had to leave for Melbourne :'( Super sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqePzlMhdpc/TwHgjMpNzXI/AAAAAAAAC_U/-gxabhbJJi0/s1600/284629_10150240497547331_636007330_7730241_2324200_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqePzlMhdpc/TwHgjMpNzXI/AAAAAAAAC_U/-gxabhbJJi0/s320/284629_10150240497547331_636007330_7730241_2324200_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Then came August, which is like Herlina and Yewhong's 21st! He (WE) organised a chalet during which we both really enjoyed ourselves and even went to USS! :D And in August, we found out my sister got attached and met her boyfriend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV1XYq3dRmU/TwHc5VoslgI/AAAAAAAAC8s/Q2Hvnp9mM-U/s1600/291762_10150273500678702_745283701_7737560_2654697_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV1XYq3dRmU/TwHc5VoslgI/AAAAAAAAC8s/Q2Hvnp9mM-U/s320/291762_10150273500678702_745283701_7737560_2654697_a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tW6V_jr2DBE/TwHc6TBbG8I/AAAAAAAAC80/dLYxDS_inKk/s1600/294439_10150273501088702_745283701_7737566_5232368_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tW6V_jr2DBE/TwHc6TBbG8I/AAAAAAAAC80/dLYxDS_inKk/s320/294439_10150273501088702_745283701_7737566_5232368_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I think Yewhong has a habit of always trying to &lt;i&gt;disfigure &lt;/i&gt;me whenever we take group shots. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9up9zHM6xVk/TwHc8rX_ZPI/AAAAAAAAC9E/oKqo3mF7-p0/s1600/302673_10150445381099762_607514761_11168276_1583270109_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9up9zHM6xVk/TwHc8rX_ZPI/AAAAAAAAC9E/oKqo3mF7-p0/s320/302673_10150445381099762_607514761_11168276_1583270109_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsC7pHFHZeg/TwHc7lNdwtI/AAAAAAAAC84/tnFJOl_9CDY/s1600/298154_10150445382629762_607514761_11168293_796830549_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e5BubOtCgWQ/TwHeGREx0II/AAAAAAAAC-E/qH6txAyHu5w/s1600/296413_10150263669363038_669093037_7692112_5931673_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e5BubOtCgWQ/TwHeGREx0II/AAAAAAAAC-E/qH6txAyHu5w/s320/296413_10150263669363038_669093037_7692112_5931673_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Oh and Dad turned 50! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I also went to work for my parents, which was when I made a life-changing decision. Since then, my outlook of life has changed drastically. Yeah, I know you don't know, but you don't have to know.&amp;nbsp;Actual school started in September and it was a rather difficult time for me because I started to feel like all my friends are gone&amp;nbsp;except Cuijie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--d-PEgJ-wMY/TwHeuJtDVTI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/mzQQ6jKMPh8/s1600/377542_10150385153533038_669093037_8335729_285631466_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--d-PEgJ-wMY/TwHeuJtDVTI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/mzQQ6jKMPh8/s320/377542_10150385153533038_669093037_8335729_285631466_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uK3dZOI508/TwHevQ9q06I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/X8lvD1MEAqs/s1600/377545_10150406259688038_669093037_8404668_1440102250_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uK3dZOI508/TwHevQ9q06I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/X8lvD1MEAqs/s320/377545_10150406259688038_669093037_8404668_1440102250_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVnrVfpo2N8/TwHexgJ-ynI/AAAAAAAAC-o/uDgayzTrlZg/s1600/379006_10150406260263038_669093037_8404674_997282970_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVnrVfpo2N8/TwHexgJ-ynI/AAAAAAAAC-o/uDgayzTrlZg/s320/379006_10150406260263038_669093037_8404674_997282970_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF830Z5NP2o/TwHewYpuZbI/AAAAAAAAC-g/tSidkNbta8I/s1600/378972_10150361874638038_669093037_8258567_1806679254_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF830Z5NP2o/TwHewYpuZbI/AAAAAAAAC-g/tSidkNbta8I/s320/378972_10150361874638038_669093037_8258567_1806679254_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I felt like I've drifted apart from everyone and I decided to be more proactive in hanging out with those friends whom I don't commonly meet up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXYFc9KUrCo/TwHfi_kgYAI/AAAAAAAAC-0/IJrpEycxHck/s1600/294203_10150322231782226_633102225_7833705_1799898205_n+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXYFc9KUrCo/TwHfi_kgYAI/AAAAAAAAC-0/IJrpEycxHck/s320/294203_10150322231782226_633102225_7833705_1799898205_n+-+Copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-COqSiUTrPYo/TwHfjiBiVzI/AAAAAAAAC-4/Klk5QkLfm30/s1600/316405_10150368588698038_669093037_8285554_1956351982_a+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-COqSiUTrPYo/TwHfjiBiVzI/AAAAAAAAC-4/Klk5QkLfm30/s320/316405_10150368588698038_669093037_8285554_1956351982_a+-+Copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gB2SZN3cYMs/TwHfkUGTP5I/AAAAAAAAC_E/pNTiuE3KTKM/s1600/375246_10150467924837226_633102225_8457904_516535267_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gB2SZN3cYMs/TwHfkUGTP5I/AAAAAAAAC_E/pNTiuE3KTKM/s320/375246_10150467924837226_633102225_8457904_516535267_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;October wasn't particularly interesting except for my cousin's wedding. My birthday "celebrations" were pretty boring except for the dinner with Yewhong but oh well, everyone else has gone their own way. At least it was great the past 2 years :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ffkqmw_N6g/TwHhSbnsdTI/AAAAAAAAC_k/sHjmR0EPNEM/s1600/298990_10150332580763038_669093037_8114419_2053026207_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ffkqmw_N6g/TwHhSbnsdTI/AAAAAAAAC_k/sHjmR0EPNEM/s320/298990_10150332580763038_669093037_8114419_2053026207_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmBQh7z7Sbc/TwHhTLXqLzI/AAAAAAAAC_s/_0NYZfqNCis/s1600/300899_10150328614293038_669093037_8094477_924889506_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmBQh7z7Sbc/TwHhTLXqLzI/AAAAAAAAC_s/_0NYZfqNCis/s320/300899_10150328614293038_669093037_8094477_924889506_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXdv8i2V3lM/TwHhU3IIG2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/4nVMg-zE8mU/s1600/313499_10150325130078038_669093037_8070238_721557137_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vXdv8i2V3lM/TwHhU3IIG2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/4nVMg-zE8mU/s320/313499_10150325130078038_669093037_8070238_721557137_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3OHVBkmXw8/TwHhV-iIR2I/AAAAAAAAC_8/ElnajXJVgrM/s1600/316249_10150328614483038_669093037_8094478_1443459052_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3OHVBkmXw8/TwHhV-iIR2I/AAAAAAAAC_8/ElnajXJVgrM/s320/316249_10150328614483038_669093037_8094478_1443459052_n.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4Gm2P8MbxU/TwHo9xboK_I/AAAAAAAADC0/KWX-jeVXhMM/s1600/302086_10150471097305873_554410872_10659665_856362255_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4Gm2P8MbxU/TwHo9xboK_I/AAAAAAAADC0/KWX-jeVXhMM/s320/302086_10150471097305873_554410872_10659665_856362255_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Okay, this photo was shown during the wedding slideshow and I look damn ugly in it. Just to clarify, I wasn't super eager in grabbing the bouquet, I was just afraid it would fall onto the ground cos it was thrown closest to me and apparently no one bothered with the grabbing it until the last minute -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aDYX9VumuMU/TwHo_DFSRPI/AAAAAAAADC8/V9XAqb02T7A/s1600/308952_10150471120285873_554410872_10659951_1526669358_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aDYX9VumuMU/TwHo_DFSRPI/AAAAAAAADC8/V9XAqb02T7A/s320/308952_10150471120285873_554410872_10659951_1526669358_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Recep for the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFbHo2j6p2M/TwHpAQ_zFUI/AAAAAAAADDE/14KdGqROtFU/s1600/312765_10150471126270873_554410872_10660027_1692204939_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFbHo2j6p2M/TwHpAQ_zFUI/AAAAAAAADDE/14KdGqROtFU/s320/312765_10150471126270873_554410872_10660027_1692204939_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Childhood BFFs &amp;lt;3 If only En wasn't leopard crawling in some hill in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIomyC8jTTE/TwHpBjxDKfI/AAAAAAAADDM/hdJqUxtAEvY/s1600/374187_10150471111645873_554410872_10659853_831776596_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIomyC8jTTE/TwHpBjxDKfI/AAAAAAAADDM/hdJqUxtAEvY/s320/374187_10150471111645873_554410872_10659853_831776596_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfonC9wn2i4/TwHpCl9dYjI/AAAAAAAADDU/UX3uorCJI9M/s1600/380533_10150471087035873_554410872_10659608_1758338461_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfonC9wn2i4/TwHpCl9dYjI/AAAAAAAADDU/UX3uorCJI9M/s320/380533_10150471087035873_554410872_10659608_1758338461_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;:D Got to show off my skills. Hiak! :D Her mum praised my makeup skills despite some comments that they were too &lt;i&gt;drama. &lt;/i&gt;Hiak! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5bM-XXG9dg/TwHpDxlhrCI/AAAAAAAADDc/WfqkfMEUNcw/s1600/386140_10150471122225873_554410872_10659975_1205614625_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5bM-XXG9dg/TwHpDxlhrCI/AAAAAAAADDc/WfqkfMEUNcw/s320/386140_10150471122225873_554410872_10659975_1205614625_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;The most dreadful month of the year came and it was November. Yewhong had to enlist and it was difficult sending him off and enduring the 3 weeks where he had to stay in Tekong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU434QSXDN8/TwHhx3mhYoI/AAAAAAAADAY/6Z2Ghl7ywOQ/s1600/380145_10150343190918038_669093037_8190992_1884521879_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU434QSXDN8/TwHhx3mhYoI/AAAAAAAADAY/6Z2Ghl7ywOQ/s320/380145_10150343190918038_669093037_8190992_1884521879_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Last photo before he shaved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AoiaOOFFPI/TwHhxCiiVqI/AAAAAAAADAQ/IwQYlCvm-PU/s1600/296322_10150343201278038_669093037_8191032_495571899_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AoiaOOFFPI/TwHhxCiiVqI/AAAAAAAADAQ/IwQYlCvm-PU/s320/296322_10150343201278038_669093037_8191032_495571899_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;And we went to Pulau Ubin together :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfETlA0oSaU/TwHhWm6PsuI/AAAAAAAADAA/0w2kSjY_RXs/s1600/381894_10150343191233038_669093037_8190995_32401418_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfETlA0oSaU/TwHhWm6PsuI/AAAAAAAADAA/0w2kSjY_RXs/s320/381894_10150343191233038_669093037_8190995_32401418_n.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Present part 2 from Australia :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;From then on, the balance in my life has sort of tipped again. He could no longer sms me randomly in the day and even if I did randomly sms him, I just felt like I was talking to myself cos I know he wouldn't see the message until at night. I started to feel lonely. After school it was just going driving or home alone with nothing to do, no one to talk to, not that I really wanted to talk to anyone, and just instant noodles for dinner. He was able to book out after the first 3 weeks but it sucked that whenever I picked him up at Pasir Ris, he had to "behave" because he was in his uniform. We couldn't cuddle, or kiss, or even simply hold hands. I have to admit, it was difficult for me. But no matter how tough it is I wouldn't give up because "&lt;i&gt;this is really nothing compared to what we can have in the future" &lt;/i&gt;(what Yewhong told me when he left for internship in Shanghai) :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kexM-eCYqSg/TwHjG2JHZhI/AAAAAAAADBQ/Cq--Q76eHWI/s1600/385405_10150344191288038_669093037_8196560_1403346631_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kexM-eCYqSg/TwHjG2JHZhI/AAAAAAAADBQ/Cq--Q76eHWI/s320/385405_10150344191288038_669093037_8196560_1403346631_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAxo42eLZaM/TwHizBO4LqI/AAAAAAAADA4/gdZ_28Vkx88/s1600/393501_10150418298813038_669093037_8448165_1866601574_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAxo42eLZaM/TwHizBO4LqI/AAAAAAAADA4/gdZ_28Vkx88/s1600/393501_10150418298813038_669093037_8448165_1866601574_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8F7IKHT_Xs/TwHixlN158I/AAAAAAAADAk/CFR0cvTDsJc/s1600/310645_10150373432183038_669093037_8301551_577543915_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8F7IKHT_Xs/TwHixlN158I/AAAAAAAADAk/CFR0cvTDsJc/s1600/310645_10150373432183038_669093037_8301551_577543915_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQXbzsiQJJY/TwHsmj2rQEI/AAAAAAAADDo/uep5FQAF0Bk/s1600/379440_10150545077606614_530126613_10849942_369325118_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQXbzsiQJJY/TwHsmj2rQEI/AAAAAAAADDo/uep5FQAF0Bk/s320/379440_10150545077606614_530126613_10849942_369325118_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;And then Huiya got married to her long-time boyfriend whom she met in poly! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYdZ2vBQyY/TwHsoKpRlpI/AAAAAAAADDw/7mJHcCNPYgs/s1600/401251_10150545079946614_530126613_10849980_505352965_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYdZ2vBQyY/TwHsoKpRlpI/AAAAAAAADDw/7mJHcCNPYgs/s320/401251_10150545079946614_530126613_10849980_505352965_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I look forward to getting married to my poly boyfriend too! &lt;i&gt;*winks* &lt;/i&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;(without the breakup in between of course :/ &lt;i&gt;*touch wood*&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;And finally in December, Esther came back! :D&amp;nbsp;Yewhong also underwent 6 days of field camp where we couldn't communicate at all. We've both been away in other countries many times but we've never spent more than 24hours not contacting each other, so this proved to be a little bit of a challenge. And we spent our 2nd Christmas together, this time with my sister's boyfriend too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koxOVTqk37Y/TwHkbDZsDcI/AAAAAAAADBs/cTgJky--1zk/s1600/386160_10150383482723038_669093037_8331745_811032382_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koxOVTqk37Y/TwHkbDZsDcI/AAAAAAAADBs/cTgJky--1zk/s320/386160_10150383482723038_669093037_8331745_811032382_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S6PUxstEStA/TwHkcXMkMPI/AAAAAAAADB0/KNHTOodDBm8/s1600/388689_10150383483373038_669093037_8331746_1566351387_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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It is year of transition for me and the people around me. Oh, and I didn't club or get anywhere near drunk or high in 2011! Wtf right?! It's like I'm some old fogey who's past drinking and clubbing and such, but I'm not! I'm still a fun-loving young adult (who would love to &amp;nbsp;go clubbing only if Yewhong would go with me :D)! Oh yeah, I lost my teenaginity :( I'm officially young adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I wouldn't say that I dread 2012, it's just that I don't see much to look forward to. Then again, life is full of surprises. Let's just hope for the best! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJSynflBXaE/TwHlGgk2DVI/AAAAAAAADCo/t0z3aVGEbcY/s1600/395163_10150444017168038_669093037_8576956_1303973677_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJSynflBXaE/TwHlGgk2DVI/AAAAAAAADCo/t0z3aVGEbcY/s320/395163_10150444017168038_669093037_8576956_1303973677_n.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;First picture taken in 2012. I remember putting eyeliner but I don't know why I still look so cui :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2527725148168229436?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2527725148168229436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2527725148168229436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2527725148168229436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2527725148168229436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYcjUITiw_I/TwHZ-IIaS7I/AAAAAAAAC7Y/bjHCJtTDykk/s72-c/166323_485741283701_745283701_5947832_2799154_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3173702452970057899</id><published>2011-12-31T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:32:24.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bxRGG6CK-bk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this video, we apply lipstick, gloss or what to make our lips look like our other lips and we apply blush to achieve a post-orgasm look. So what do we do our eyes for? Make them look like nipples? LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3173702452970057899?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3173702452970057899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3173702452970057899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3173702452970057899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3173702452970057899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/according-to-this-video-we-apply.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bxRGG6CK-bk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3108842555869322591</id><published>2011-12-29T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:54:40.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i have problem controlling my expenses :( But what do I spend on? I don't even remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;My 2012 resolution shall be to save 20% of my allowance each month! Or at least double my savings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3108842555869322591?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3108842555869322591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3108842555869322591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3108842555869322591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3108842555869322591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-think-i-have-problem-controlling-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3912938635094118360</id><published>2011-12-28T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:38:01.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water World Hotel in Dubai</title><content type='html'>I SOOO WANNA GO &lt;a href="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/2008/10/water-world-hotel.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ytr53DNgPvA/TvrVGpVlLfI/AAAAAAAAC1w/MPbVtxAsY0g/s320/water_world_hotel_8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QA-WLlYBldQ/TvrVHKPJdCI/AAAAAAAAC14/vZjjipEhX4g/s1600/water_world_hotel_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QA-WLlYBldQ/TvrVHKPJdCI/AAAAAAAAC14/vZjjipEhX4g/s320/water_world_hotel_13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3912938635094118360?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3912938635094118360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3912938635094118360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3912938635094118360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3912938635094118360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/water-world-hotel-in-dubai.html' title='Water World Hotel in Dubai'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2Zl7PrjGEY/TvrVWfQImCI/AAAAAAAAC2I/xtoNcU2kAI0/s72-c/water_world_hotel_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6274682873066387215</id><published>2011-12-28T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:24:27.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good afternoon!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is supposedly a good week cos there's only school on Friday, but at the same time, today's already Wednesday! Like, WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING THIS WEEK?!?! Alright Monday was spent with Yewhong settling the booking for the Genting trip and rotting at his house before sending him off at Pasir Ris. I spent the entire day yesterday at my aunt's house, supposedly helping her with weighing the flour used to make her pineapple tarts, but it only took at most 45min, so the rest of the time was used to play Dragon Nest and slack. Today's Wednesday and supposed to be my study day. Tomorrow I'm supposed to meet like Jiasui they all but it seems so bu san bu si :/ Weiting and Jieling will probably not be around for lunch cos they need to bid for their modules in uni, and Huiling and Jiasui will probably not be around for dinner cos of other things. Like messy? Dislike. It makes me very sian and not feel like going already, but if I pull out now I'm going to get condemned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I had a bad dream last night. Don't take it too seriously cos everything is based on the dream/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreamt that Yewhong actually bought like $880 000 worth of goods online and was somehow in debt. I was extremely shocked and when I questioned him about the things he bought, he said they were mostly like household stuff, but not furniture okay! Like, how the hell do all those things add up to so much money? The worse part was, he wasn't even a bit apologetic. I remembered in my dream, I was so confused. I wanted to ditch him but I couldn't bear to, but I really felt that it was very irresponsible of him to incur such a huge debt especially when he knows he cannot afford it and doesn't even give a damn. I even told him in the dream that with that kind of money he could have bought a HDB flat and yet he still argued with me that it isn't enough. I couldn't imagine myself being stuck in that huge debt hole just because of his reckless spending on very unnecessary stuff. I mean, if he bought like a house for us to stay or a car for us to drive, then yeah I can understand...okay maybe not the car...it's still unnecessary. But yeah, a house, for our future, I would commit myself to help clear the debt. Okay, in reality, I think if he were to do such a thing, I would ditch him as well because it totally shows how irresponsible and immature this guy is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Yewhong's definitely not like that, and is in fact very pragmatic. For that, I'm very thankful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to have cod fish steak for dinner :D Craving for fried mushrooms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-6274682873066387215?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6274682873066387215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6274682873066387215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6274682873066387215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6274682873066387215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-afternoon-this-week-is-supposedly.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5341163747873255364</id><published>2011-12-25T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T03:35:30.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Y'ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AoZbMQO6eM4/TvYo6qwqiII/AAAAAAAAC1M/IxOwSCiikSw/s1600/2011-12-25_00.43.49%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AoZbMQO6eM4/TvYo6qwqiII/AAAAAAAAC1M/IxOwSCiikSw/s200/2011-12-25_00.43.49%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I've sort of been having a cold for the past few days and overnight, my cold sort of transformed into something else. My throat became super tight and painful and my coughing sounds scary. I don't cough much but my throat just hurts a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I was watching Smurfs on Funshion. SUPER CUTE! :D And it's heart-warming too. I love the movie but I'm not so sure if it's suitable for children because the evil wizard does seem kinda scary. If I were a kid and saw him, I would have nightmares :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's really cute. Y'all should go watch it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad there's only 1 class next week. LOL! Plenty of time to study so I can rest today. I wanted to have porridge because of my throat pain but I decided to eat some really unhealthy food, being Macdonalds, to make myself really fall sick. For the past 1 month I've been like half sick...being slightly sick and uncomfortable every other day and then recovering in 2 days. It's horrible. I'm trying to make myself fall really sick and then fully recover from everything :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I'm going off now. My arms are like so tired you cannot even imagine. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2453433879739319455?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2453433879739319455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2453433879739319455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2453433879739319455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2453433879739319455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-basically-rot-my-day-away-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8875570708272293789</id><published>2011-12-22T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T00:08:25.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was wrong. I will NEVER EVER get enough cuddling &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, had a fantastic day with CHERYL SIEWYIN AND BOJUN!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8875570708272293789?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8875570708272293789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8875570708272293789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8875570708272293789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8875570708272293789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-was-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5573118627729695858</id><published>2011-12-19T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T23:53:51.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful weekend (Loola's + Bread Pudding +Cuddling)</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged since the day Yew Hong booked out! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed my blog posts have either been too draggy or boyfriend-related. Hmm, don't like then don't read? My blog visit stats have zero impact on my&amp;nbsp;survival-hood&amp;nbsp;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;SO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: red;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Pasir Ris interchange to wait for him as usual, but his book out timing was soooo screwed I actually waited like 2 and a half hours :/ Anyway I'm really thankful to my dearest Lee Hui Ling for offering to accompany me to wait for Yew Hong and also to Agnes Tan En Qi for accompanying me on Twitter while I was stranded outside alone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ you two! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We finally met at 11plus pm and headed for Macs at Bedok. After that we took a cab home and yup, super expensive :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: red;"&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Baby picked me up from school and took me to Loola's at Esplanade Mall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqcnYt0i2o4/Tu80QxLOufI/AAAAAAAACxI/Aw3c0suMD-4/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqcnYt0i2o4/Tu80QxLOufI/AAAAAAAACxI/Aw3c0suMD-4/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess baby took me there because he wanted to try their all-day breakfast, and of course to pamper me :D &lt;i&gt;*tears of joy start flowing*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since baby was late, he took a cab directly from home to school to pick me up, and then from school to Esplanade. The cab fare cost like, $27plus? SUPER EXPENSIVE! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7t5tLliHoYQ/Tu80TLFcsWI/AAAAAAAACxQ/hZUMzGlPY9I/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7t5tLliHoYQ/Tu80TLFcsWI/AAAAAAAACxQ/hZUMzGlPY9I/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the food there wasn't cheap AT ALL!! In fact I would think it's very expensive :/ Price range is probably similar to that of Wild Honey I believe. I was rather reluctant to order because everything was expensive and from the description of the dishes, they seem too simple for the kind of price that we'd have to pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUgRTnGmv74/Tu80WCX9XNI/AAAAAAAACxY/mNsaaghqxeE/s1600/DSC_0157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUgRTnGmv74/Tu80WCX9XNI/AAAAAAAACxY/mNsaaghqxeE/s320/DSC_0157.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The environment there was pretty good in my opinion. It was very simple, very &lt;i&gt;clear&lt;/i&gt;. I like it :D It feels very comfortable to dine there in the day. Perhaps it would be as enjoyable as well at night :) Would be perfect if they did some Christmas decorations :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ARsDBw9qDgk/Tu80cihzj1I/AAAAAAAACxo/-m5X8vsHazI/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ARsDBw9qDgk/Tu80cihzj1I/AAAAAAAACxo/-m5X8vsHazI/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby ordered their French Toast. It's basically thick toast drenched fully in egg, with maple syrup and some kind of boiled and sweetened pear at the side. It is super fluffy and does really sort of melt in your mouth. Only thing that isn't very good is that it was super oily, but I guess it's the oil that really made the toast taste so good. I've never been a fan of french toast honestly. I am not exactly fond of how ordinary french toast is like eggy on the outside, taste like normal bread on the inside, and have tonnes of sugar on the outside again. But this, it's just different. It's really nice :D (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20-u706mjmA/Tu80gX7kvQI/AAAAAAAACxw/wojF0uk2lnc/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20-u706mjmA/Tu80gX7kvQI/AAAAAAAACxw/wojF0uk2lnc/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's this... I cannot remember what it's called but basically this is something like their big breakfast of some sort. I have to admit, everything here tasted good, even the grilled cherry tomatoes. I can't really eat tomatoes (cherry or not) but this was really not bad. I guess they just picked the right ones haha! Egg is heart-shaped! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ I am not sure if it was on purpose or what but it's nice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Oh we had dessert too but I forgot to take a photo of it. I'm also not sure what it's called but it's basically oreo chocolate crumble with a scoop of Awfully Chocolate's signature chocolate ice-cream. It's pretty nice and the portion's pretty big. If you're gonna order it, you'd definitely have to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On the whole the entire experience was great! Service attitude was good and the waiters were prompt to attend to us :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7eMHzLJl98/Tu80amA4LTI/AAAAAAAACxg/ycgPzJs-HDs/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7eMHzLJl98/Tu80amA4LTI/AAAAAAAACxg/ycgPzJs-HDs/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just thought this was pretty cute :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then came the bill bomb. It was $80 plus after GST! :/ I didn't think everything would add up to be so much, but it did. I wanted to throw everything up after I saw the bill but baby just gracefully signed on the dotted line and that concluded our lunch "&lt;i&gt;date&lt;/i&gt;". &lt;i&gt;Lunch date &lt;/i&gt;because we wanted to go to Loola's previously but didn't because of some timing issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, THANK YOU BABY FOR THE WONDERFUL TREAT! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SuZCcvggs0/Tu80tevc7bI/AAAAAAAACyI/yiTtFVjIETU/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SuZCcvggs0/Tu80tevc7bI/AAAAAAAACyI/yiTtFVjIETU/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See how thin and dark he's become *&lt;i&gt;heartaches&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We intended to catch a movie but there wasn't anything appealing so we went back to my house for our typical &lt;i&gt;Home Day&lt;/i&gt;. I love &lt;i&gt;Home Days&lt;/i&gt;!! :D It feels great to just enjoy each other's company and doing really simple things like watching TV, cooking, cuddling, baking etc :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The plan was to cook pasta for dinner since I had some ingredients but he wanted to have rice with dishes instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOGf6xoqDe4/Tu80yDwLN-I/AAAAAAAACyY/XrcugTaoOAc/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOGf6xoqDe4/Tu80yDwLN-I/AAAAAAAACyY/XrcugTaoOAc/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qySb9qDjGc4/Tu80vnSyQmI/AAAAAAAACyQ/mYbXYJWHOD0/s1600/DSC_0168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qySb9qDjGc4/Tu80vnSyQmI/AAAAAAAACyQ/mYbXYJWHOD0/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cooking Master Boy&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;at work! Yup, he likes to call himself that :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQx7kRPST_I/Tu802PKW4MI/AAAAAAAACyg/x9qPcuEb3TI/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQx7kRPST_I/Tu802PKW4MI/AAAAAAAACyg/x9qPcuEb3TI/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And our spread consists of, white &lt;i&gt;pearl &lt;/i&gt;rice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7t-eCQaZReU/Tu8043HfsII/AAAAAAAACyo/qkO4Rm6bOCc/s1600/DSC_0171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7t-eCQaZReU/Tu8043HfsII/AAAAAAAACyo/qkO4Rm6bOCc/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stir-fry mixed mushrooms with capsicums,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFVSaNRixZ4/Tu808mNPFEI/AAAAAAAACyw/M0Y_JcryGi8/s1600/DSC_0172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFVSaNRixZ4/Tu808mNPFEI/AAAAAAAACyw/M0Y_JcryGi8/s320/DSC_0172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunny side-up with dark soya sauce&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ x 1million),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35hST9LD7zw/Tu81A1H8vBI/AAAAAAAACy4/_2NMTgqckYQ/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35hST9LD7zw/Tu81A1H8vBI/AAAAAAAACy4/_2NMTgqckYQ/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pan-fried Salmon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Okay we shouldn't have bought this from Cold Storage cos it wasn't fresh enough and was ALMOST tasteless :/ and cost a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJfkHdvO0UU/Tu81LLEd4PI/AAAAAAAACzA/9H5kp_g_6Dg/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJfkHdvO0UU/Tu81LLEd4PI/AAAAAAAACzA/9H5kp_g_6Dg/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sausages+Fish Fillet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking kinda gross cos the fire was too strong :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqv5nfeBevU/Tu81P0O6kgI/AAAAAAAACzI/i7UoYLc_n54/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqv5nfeBevU/Tu81P0O6kgI/AAAAAAAACzI/i7UoYLc_n54/s320/DSC_0175.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and last but not least, Herbal Duck Soup that my dad cooked. It's leftovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The colouring of the food may look rather&amp;nbsp;unappetizing&amp;nbsp;but it sure tasted good :D At least it's a nice home-cooked meal prepared by the boyfriend&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Baby was supposed to come over to my place in the morning to make pancake stack for me and also to cook pasta for lunch together, but he woke up late, so we ended up having instant noodles for brunch. Brunch for me, lunch for him. He's been craving instant noodles since......N years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The previous day, my dad had some workers to shift our &lt;i&gt;uDivine &lt;/i&gt;from his room to the 3rd storey, so baby got to try it out...after we had it for so long. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAaP5uA9-qg/Tu81vdPUZpI/AAAAAAAACzY/tXRQk8E5LtY/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAaP5uA9-qg/Tu81vdPUZpI/AAAAAAAACzY/tXRQk8E5LtY/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was eating &lt;i&gt;Double Caramel Magnum&lt;/i&gt;. AND HE ATE 2 THAT DAY!! HAHAH!! :D I'm not really laughing &lt;i&gt;laughing &lt;/i&gt;at him, I'm just happy that he's snacking. See he was on such a strict diet while he was focusing on his bodybuilding previously that I felt that somehow, he's missed out so much on the simple joy of just eating sinfully. I know, I know, I know that's exactly why I'm this size- been enjoying too much, but life is short, don't be too hard on yourself. Of course I do not encourage him to binge on his favourite foods, but I also believe that there's no harm in having a little once in awhile ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pN9l2n_fJNE/Tu8206AK-wI/AAAAAAAACzg/74l-DFGvP_w/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pN9l2n_fJNE/Tu8206AK-wI/AAAAAAAACzg/74l-DFGvP_w/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We tried to make bread pudding! I think baby's been wanting to bake for some time and hasn't been able to do so since his enlistment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7yHFI5BQcc/Tu828SN99VI/AAAAAAAACzo/p124e3THOl4/s1600/DSC_0180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7yHFI5BQcc/Tu828SN99VI/AAAAAAAACzo/p124e3THOl4/s320/DSC_0180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Surprisingly enough, it was really easy to bake and we succeeded at our first attempt! :D Baby felt that it wasn't sweet enough, but I thought it was good enough because there were the raisins to add on the the sweetness :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At night, we had Crystal Jade at Tampines Mall for dinner with his parents, but the experience wasn't less than satisfying. The food was average, price was expensive, service was bad, atmosphere was bleah. I would just say I wouldn't visit there again. Or maybe go at times when it isn't go so crowded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: red;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Suay enough, baby had to report at Pasir Ris at 2pm instead of the usual evening or night. He came over for lunch before dad dropped him off at the interchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2Rqn3vIFi8/Tu82_pQ68pI/AAAAAAAACzw/Y8k_HoSMMKc/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2Rqn3vIFi8/Tu82_pQ68pI/AAAAAAAACzw/Y8k_HoSMMKc/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best thing was, the moment I opened my eyes, I saw him! :D He'd come over at around 11am and I was still asleep so he came up to my room to wake me up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't judge okay, this is my &lt;i&gt;just-wake-up &lt;/i&gt;face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qoV2zlZV94/Tu83ne1JNUI/AAAAAAAACz4/jdPWU-E6qIk/s1600/DSC_0182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qoV2zlZV94/Tu83ne1JNUI/AAAAAAAACz4/jdPWU-E6qIk/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay he wasn't looking into the camera and I was pointing to it to tell him to look there but I spoilt the picture in the end :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4T8bZzAmGHM/Tu83qiGdjmI/AAAAAAAAC0A/7g03kQrKl0Q/s1600/DSC_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4T8bZzAmGHM/Tu83qiGdjmI/AAAAAAAAC0A/7g03kQrKl0Q/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlnQu7FwWz8/Tu83uZxh0KI/AAAAAAAAC0I/wwVlcjsjG4U/s1600/DSC_0184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlnQu7FwWz8/Tu83uZxh0KI/AAAAAAAAC0I/wwVlcjsjG4U/s320/DSC_0184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cooking with the daddy and a very unglam looking sister. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLoaubtEfVY/Tu83xDUfiyI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/C8FOTdT1Hd4/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zLoaubtEfVY/Tu83xDUfiyI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/C8FOTdT1Hd4/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last picture before he books in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ But my face looks unnaturally happy. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBDYTdoqHvo/Tu83-LEA99I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/PjFKrqOpsps/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBDYTdoqHvo/Tu83-LEA99I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/PjFKrqOpsps/s320/DSC_0186.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Troublesome to wear their boots :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So that sums up my weekend! And I got enough cuddling to last me the week! :D This coming week's Christmas and we get a long weekend together again! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u style="background-color: red;"&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So today's school as usual. Cuijie and I stayed back after class to complete our IM assignment together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXs4mAA_D2s/Tu9bsI_WE-I/AAAAAAAAC1A/U89WpZ5_5z4/s1600/2011-12-19_13.09.30%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXs4mAA_D2s/Tu9bsI_WE-I/AAAAAAAAC1A/U89WpZ5_5z4/s320/2011-12-19_13.09.30%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously we took rather long just to complete/attempt the assignment, but still a lot shorter than the time I take to attempt it on my own. Our "study session" was pretty productive today so we'll be doing it again tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that I decided to drop by for mani+pedi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGfXWA4pBZc/Tu84E9rEsYI/AAAAAAAAC04/daffgk0Boks/s1600/2011-12-19_19.35.47%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGfXWA4pBZc/Tu84E9rEsYI/AAAAAAAAC04/daffgk0Boks/s320/2011-12-19_19.35.47%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZla6IsSXww/Tu83_qfjfWI/AAAAAAAAC0g/b6sUVJlbjdo/s1600/DSC_0190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JZla6IsSXww/Tu83_qfjfWI/AAAAAAAAC0g/b6sUVJlbjdo/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blue-green for my fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mp0vtmROWYw/Tu84D45v9JI/AAAAAAAAC0w/g4d_XCa8tSk/s1600/2011-12-19_19.36.26%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mp0vtmROWYw/Tu84D45v9JI/AAAAAAAAC0w/g4d_XCa8tSk/s320/2011-12-19_19.36.26%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu-suKrGwFQ/Tu84CSOUnlI/AAAAAAAAC0o/-fVV5QYH80g/s1600/DSC_0192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu-suKrGwFQ/Tu84CSOUnlI/AAAAAAAAC0o/-fVV5QYH80g/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sparkly black on my toes, though the sparkles are practically invisible :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, that sums up my VERY LONG AND DRAGGY BOYFRIEND-RELATED POST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: x-large;"&gt;QUEK YEW HONG IS BOOKING OUT TOMORROW!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8395044066547974296?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8395044066547974296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8395044066547974296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8395044066547974296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8395044066547974296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/quek-yew-hong-is-booking-out-tomorrow-d.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3400195799058916970</id><published>2011-12-12T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:42:01.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wu Zun</title><content type='html'>I think Han Geng is even better looking than Wu Zun. And &amp;nbsp;I don't even like Han Geng. I like Kang In remember? But of course he's gone. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's how much I &lt;b&gt;DISLIKE&lt;/b&gt; Wu Zun. Yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3400195799058916970?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3400195799058916970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3400195799058916970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3400195799058916970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3400195799058916970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/wu-zun.html' title='Wu Zun'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8262380115884938273</id><published>2011-12-12T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:17:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingerie and Cock</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time Jiasui wanted to send Huiling an sms to ask if Vick was going, to some event which I have no recollection of, and somehow the autocorrect on her phone corrected "&lt;b&gt;Vick&lt;/b&gt;" to "&lt;b&gt;Cock&lt;/b&gt;". And her sms to Huiling was, "IS COCK COMING?!" LOL!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Huiling's twitter nick is &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lingdajie &lt;/i&gt;which was corrected to &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lingerie&lt;/i&gt;, yet again by Jiasui's phone! LOL! So here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0MRLMIqHh4/TuXTtqn0XWI/AAAAAAAACxA/_hov_8NQNBI/s1600/screenshot_2011-12-09_1852%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0MRLMIqHh4/TuXTtqn0XWI/AAAAAAAACxA/_hov_8NQNBI/s320/screenshot_2011-12-09_1852%255B1%255D.png" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huiling + Vick = Lingerie + Cock = Match made in a sex shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What were you thinking? HEAVEN?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry. A bit mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But,&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LMFAO!!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8262380115884938273?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8262380115884938273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8262380115884938273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8262380115884938273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8262380115884938273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/lingerie-and-cock.html' title='Lingerie and Cock'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0MRLMIqHh4/TuXTtqn0XWI/AAAAAAAACxA/_hov_8NQNBI/s72-c/screenshot_2011-12-09_1852%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4004878591373881342</id><published>2011-12-12T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:41:38.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeup for 4/5/6 graders</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rh7XJonJ5Iw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Umm, no offence cutiepie, but you're like, 10 YEARS OLD?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her features are all so kiddy and she has zero chin. Idk, I'm not trying to say she is too fat. She's just too, BABYFAT. Wait till you're slightly older please? :/ She should be playing with Barbie yo, not MAC or Bobbi Brown. Why the hell does she need foundation when her face should actually be smooth and dewy and not uneven and blotchy like us? And hello dear, you're totally going to spoil your complexion! :( It's depressing watching little kids do adult-ish stuff like makeup tutorials, tonging their hair, applying pure red lipstick and showing their shopping hauls and such. And I'M NOT EVEN ADULT YET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, what's with the kids these days? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-4004878591373881342?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4004878591373881342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4004878591373881342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4004878591373881342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4004878591373881342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/makeup-for-456-graders.html' title='Makeup for 4/5/6 graders'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rh7XJonJ5Iw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8998196407575726924</id><published>2011-12-11T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:56:26.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonging my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello, today I had a random urge to have my curly hair again, but I can't because my hair is still too short for my desired curly hair length. Then I suddenly remembered that I've got curling tongs and I tried tong-ing my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my digital perm in Poly year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAIaKAAxqbc/TuRkJJR3jXI/AAAAAAAACwg/bIgmKz-OLHg/s1600/n669093037_1429756_3747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAIaKAAxqbc/TuRkJJR3jXI/AAAAAAAACwg/bIgmKz-OLHg/s320/n669093037_1429756_3747.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kaina thinks/thought it made me look old :( But she was the only one who commented that way. Most people thought it was nice including myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess different people like different curly hair styles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I personally like big curls and voluminous long hair with waves like those below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XMEbNP4Bg6c/TuRlj5wF4PI/AAAAAAAACwo/Lewq7L4IJ4g/s1600/Long+Wavy+and+Curly+Hairstyles+for+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XMEbNP4Bg6c/TuRlj5wF4PI/AAAAAAAACwo/Lewq7L4IJ4g/s320/Long+Wavy+and+Curly+Hairstyles+for+2010.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxGuE4EBIVk/TuRll5OaqYI/AAAAAAAACww/JTJO_vqyb9I/s1600/Long+Wavy+and+Curly+Hairstyles+for+20105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxGuE4EBIVk/TuRll5OaqYI/AAAAAAAACww/JTJO_vqyb9I/s320/Long+Wavy+and+Curly+Hairstyles+for+20105.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some people like Taylor Swift's hair. I think it's not bad, but they're not for me. Plus her curls are natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlfcTFqvm3w/TuRl9PS-J8I/AAAAAAAACw4/AhVaX-DC7E0/s1600/taylor-swift-long-curly-hairstyle-sept-15-2009-704x1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlfcTFqvm3w/TuRl9PS-J8I/AAAAAAAACw4/AhVaX-DC7E0/s320/taylor-swift-long-curly-hairstyle-sept-15-2009-704x1024.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after brunch, we got home and I got started on my tonging process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UPkMzCpw2E/TuRdBOLlxZI/AAAAAAAACvg/wTLV4xWhpuY/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UPkMzCpw2E/TuRdBOLlxZI/AAAAAAAACvg/wTLV4xWhpuY/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing I hate about tonging hair is that it takes forever, as compared to straightening. And my hair, either being too &lt;i&gt;good quality &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;limp &lt;/i&gt;actually cannot hold curls well. So by the time I'm done with one side of the hair, the side that has been previously tonged will uncurl and become somewhat straight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeAQu5Px4ps/TuRcnSCLJjI/AAAAAAAACvQ/5KZT9wpoK6M/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeAQu5Px4ps/TuRcnSCLJjI/AAAAAAAACvQ/5KZT9wpoK6M/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See, pathetic somewhat uncurled hair from the bottom portion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4kOZZ2yOlI/TuRdMKtRfbI/AAAAAAAACvo/seYRz1r0i44/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4kOZZ2yOlI/TuRdMKtRfbI/AAAAAAAACvo/seYRz1r0i44/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I realise that for my hair, it has to be tonged for pretty long and tight for it to stay, otherwise it just gets loose very fast. Spot the really tight bunch of tonged hair :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CE1x3yBznhA/TuRddsr5SvI/AAAAAAAACv4/iZWe8tKk_IA/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CE1x3yBznhA/TuRddsr5SvI/AAAAAAAACv4/iZWe8tKk_IA/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow I have to retong my hair over and over again, and after awhile, I just decided to twist the side of my hair that has been tonged to help it stay curly a little longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4uPTSxUi-rE/TuRdw48aB1I/AAAAAAAACwI/vG9rsMyWGqo/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4uPTSxUi-rE/TuRdw48aB1I/AAAAAAAACwI/vG9rsMyWGqo/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My hair from the side. Granted, I DO NOT have voluminous hair to begin with, but it doesn't mean I can't TRY to make it voluminous right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--9dsyvIfuG4/TuReCX4WOvI/AAAAAAAACwY/SVGlXoXJvOI/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--9dsyvIfuG4/TuReCX4WOvI/AAAAAAAACwY/SVGlXoXJvOI/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is sort of the end result. Forgive the retarded look. I definitely look less stupid smiling than not. And the best way to take a self-shot in the mirror is really to place the camera as close to you as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister says it looks very &lt;i&gt;AUNTIE &lt;/i&gt;and my mum actually agreed. Why?! :'( Mum says it looks very outdated. Like 80s or something. Got meh?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uOGW2Pl3HD4/TuRdnlUs6QI/AAAAAAAACwA/GlgYP0MufWk/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uOGW2Pl3HD4/TuRdnlUs6QI/AAAAAAAACwA/GlgYP0MufWk/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See how I actually don't look very good when I don't smile? And the lipstick and eyeliner is just to make me look less &lt;i&gt;homely&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If not, it's like this- no smile, no makeup...below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSSMsFoRlG0/TuRd6yalWXI/AAAAAAAACwQ/LgVmF61obZo/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSSMsFoRlG0/TuRd6yalWXI/AAAAAAAACwQ/LgVmF61obZo/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the shirt kills it, I know. Just too lazy to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;DO I SERIOUSLY LOOK DAMN AUNTIE?!?! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not sweet and romantic?!?! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister said that my curls in year 1 were pretty nice (see first picture) and yet the curls I did myself were very &lt;i&gt;ahsoh&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously do they look very different? Just that my hair was more layered in the first picture what. And I still think my tonged hair is nice. I managed to achieve the effect I wanted, just that my hair is probably too short for the big sexy curls I want. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I SHALL GO LEARN TO TONG MY HAIR BETTER!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8998196407575726924?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8998196407575726924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8998196407575726924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8998196407575726924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8998196407575726924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/tonging-my-hair.html' title='Tonging my hair'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAIaKAAxqbc/TuRkJJR3jXI/AAAAAAAACwg/bIgmKz-OLHg/s72-c/n669093037_1429756_3747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1853551751534398130</id><published>2011-12-10T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T20:53:40.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*phone rings at 5am*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby: *in a rush* Hello baby, I just want to tell you I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I love you too. &lt;br /&gt;Baby: Okay bye&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) So sweet of baby boy. He'd already called me at 4 am when he just woke up and called me again just before he left :) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1853551751534398130?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1853551751534398130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1853551751534398130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1853551751534398130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1853551751534398130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/phone-rings-at-5am-baby-in-rush-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-9122981448533678080</id><published>2011-12-10T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T17:11:10.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the weird kind of feeling where I know my phone wouldn't ring after 10pm, that no one is going to write on my Facebook wall, that none of the SMSes that come through my mobile matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not used to baby being 100% uncontactable. I know it's only for 5 days, but we've never been in a situation where we couldn't or didn't contact each other at all, not even for a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, like what baby says, it's just a hurdle. After we pass through this he's going to have more time for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-9122981448533678080?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/9122981448533678080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=9122981448533678080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9122981448533678080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9122981448533678080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-weird-kind-of-feeling-where-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6406390884426179193</id><published>2011-12-09T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:10:24.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VH3HSvOZaSw/TuHPCQo9ZAI/AAAAAAAACvI/sWv7HWAgDfw/s1600/DSC_0119%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VH3HSvOZaSw/TuHPCQo9ZAI/AAAAAAAACvI/sWv7HWAgDfw/s320/DSC_0119%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm rarely in my room alone on an afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-6406390884426179193?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6406390884426179193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6406390884426179193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6406390884426179193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6406390884426179193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-rarely-in-my-room-alone-on-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VH3HSvOZaSw/TuHPCQo9ZAI/AAAAAAAACvI/sWv7HWAgDfw/s72-c/DSC_0119%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5895920525094218820</id><published>2011-12-08T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T01:21:58.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian video about girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WATCH THIS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree with this guy to the max, but girls' actions are inadvertently controlled by our emotions and hormones which are wired in a way guys can never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just make peace :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pkPWw2jSnhI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-5895920525094218820?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5895920525094218820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5895920525094218820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5895920525094218820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5895920525094218820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/indian-video-about-girls.html' title='Indian video about girls'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pkPWw2jSnhI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1232190218526256615</id><published>2011-12-08T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T01:06:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0zkJqC78b_w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;SUPER CUTE!!!Can't imagine if my baby does that to me in the future. HEH!! :D Nope, not the big buffy baby boy Quek Yew Hong. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1232190218526256615?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1232190218526256615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1232190218526256615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1232190218526256615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1232190218526256615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/super-cutecant-imagine-if-my-baby-does.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0zkJqC78b_w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-985878003345728599</id><published>2011-12-06T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T23:41:04.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the traffic sources contributing to my blog stats via keyword search is "&lt;i&gt;nude selfshot&lt;/i&gt;". Like, WHAT?! I've definitely never blogged these 2 words in my blog or mentioned anything like this online before, so how do people actually get here by googling&amp;nbsp;"&lt;i&gt;nude selfshot&lt;/i&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the other keywords are all normal and happen to be make-up/NYX related. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-985878003345728599?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/985878003345728599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=985878003345728599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/985878003345728599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/985878003345728599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-of-traffic-sources-contributing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4742855378700897163</id><published>2011-12-06T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:15:11.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, my previous post pictures are abit lousy because they are taken with my iPhone. Brought it out cycling and left my Arc S home to charge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-4742855378700897163?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4742855378700897163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4742855378700897163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4742855378700897163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4742855378700897163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-my-previous-post-pictures-are-abit.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3028007063696820546</id><published>2011-12-06T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:49:21.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to blog about my super duper failed gym trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intended to go to the gym after school and before driving, but then we left school late, so my time to stay home between gym and driving naturally decreased. And I missed 506 by probably just a few minutes.By the time Cuijie and I were at the Trellis Towers bus stop, it was already 12.30 something. The problem is, if I got to the gym too late, I wouldn't have much time to spend at home, but I want to be able to have at least 30min to rest at home, plus I wanted to charge my phone. I used my phone quite &amp;nbsp;alot this morning and left home without it being fully charged. And the bloody SIM LT's plug thing doesn't seem to allow 2 pin plugs. I tried to poke the 3rd hole but it just wouldn't work, so I couldn't charge my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway while waiting for 506, i tried playing some game on my iphone and missed the bloody 506 which I waited 20min for. The next one would only come 24min later. Wth right?! Worse part is, I didn't miss it miss it. I didn't completely miss the nus unknowingly. The instant I looked up from the phone the bus turned out of the bus stop. Talk about suay. 2nd time for the past month already okay! Damn. I guess it wasn't so bad that bus 5 came soon after 506. But 5 is useless to me since it wouldn't bring me anywhere near the gym. The route isn't even similar to 506's and there's like no buses for me to change that will bring me to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 5 approached Bedok, I suddenly had an idea that I could drop off at somewhere and hop on to the 506 that I missed. You wouldn't believe this. Soon enough, 506 appeared RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! And my 5 and 506 waited at the same stop. The door was about to open until the 506 turned out of the bus stop again, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY BLOODY EYES AND I WAS STILL ON THE BLOODY 5!!! Imagine my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iris and Show Nearby showed that 506 would be coming within 3 min but I just saw it go by. I decided to wait still. 5 min later, both idiots show that the bus would only come 25 min later. WAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wouldn't give up cos I really wanted to go to the gym, so I flagged a cab. Hmm, slightly luckier. I merely stood in the blazing hot sun for about 15min before I got a cab *&lt;i&gt;sarcastic smile&lt;/i&gt;* I told the driver to go to Bedok Sports Complex but suddenly changed my mind. By then it was like close to 2 already and I just really wasn't in the mood. I decided that I could still go tomorrow or on Friday so I went home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, BUT, BUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went cycling instead!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxFIRMBD4ag/Tt3Ft5hmyvI/AAAAAAAACtY/hFTt6GMq1iw/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxFIRMBD4ag/Tt3Ft5hmyvI/AAAAAAAACtY/hFTt6GMq1iw/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome Blake :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T4sWYLww41o/Tt3F1dkRQeI/AAAAAAAACtg/2qFNyoGUWzY/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T4sWYLww41o/Tt3F1dkRQeI/AAAAAAAACtg/2qFNyoGUWzY/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Worked this for at most 10min and I got tanner already. Wth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_INAVfsNWM/Tt3F8YKz-8I/AAAAAAAACto/8SZOGIt1Mgg/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_INAVfsNWM/Tt3F8YKz-8I/AAAAAAAACto/8SZOGIt1Mgg/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RU-oluQAQ9M/Tt3GDbmR_lI/AAAAAAAACtw/tl4eTuF9Cyk/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RU-oluQAQ9M/Tt3GDbmR_lI/AAAAAAAACtw/tl4eTuF9Cyk/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha_FqiI1_C4/Tt3GMOj5bDI/AAAAAAAACt4/QrPXu2rX9U4/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha_FqiI1_C4/Tt3GMOj5bDI/AAAAAAAACt4/QrPXu2rX9U4/s320/010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2qeNmvXylM/Tt3GTsYIpvI/AAAAAAAACuA/BdAw1YOLBdU/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2qeNmvXylM/Tt3GTsYIpvI/AAAAAAAACuA/BdAw1YOLBdU/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this kind of flowers and I used to have them at home! But of course those I used have at home were much prettier and healthier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHtjk_daEyk/Tt3GdqDr3VI/AAAAAAAACuI/dRnr8L8CVQ0/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHtjk_daEyk/Tt3GdqDr3VI/AAAAAAAACuI/dRnr8L8CVQ0/s320/012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckECW-UxtSw/Tt3Gmo6bPKI/AAAAAAAACuQ/K91LZzVLq00/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckECW-UxtSw/Tt3Gmo6bPKI/AAAAAAAACuQ/K91LZzVLq00/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5g5B3_dmQw/Tt3Gv4iIjXI/AAAAAAAACuY/qrGwOS_Gpu8/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5g5B3_dmQw/Tt3Gv4iIjXI/AAAAAAAACuY/qrGwOS_Gpu8/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDK8l_sshso/Tt3G3K_0_4I/AAAAAAAACug/lGvUTGB6CdU/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDK8l_sshso/Tt3G3K_0_4I/AAAAAAAACug/lGvUTGB6CdU/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took this while I was cycling, maybe that's why it's slanted. HAHA! :D I think staring at it for very long makes you feel abit slanted or giddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwgTjiUcaEw/Tt3G-R-LHNI/AAAAAAAACuo/N32j8M2sF_A/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwgTjiUcaEw/Tt3G-R-LHNI/AAAAAAAACuo/N32j8M2sF_A/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas plant my mum always buys during Christmas season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUPME28urK0/Tt3HE3req1I/AAAAAAAACuw/iQlUlqXOODw/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUPME28urK0/Tt3HE3req1I/AAAAAAAACuw/iQlUlqXOODw/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pretty flowers :D &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GUeteiCGCTE/Tt3HLd2NeqI/AAAAAAAACu4/35ev9O1ByXw/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GUeteiCGCTE/Tt3HLd2NeqI/AAAAAAAACu4/35ev9O1ByXw/s320/018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XK3eQb625NQ/Tt3HSsoHayI/AAAAAAAACvA/mV9ClTfLnlc/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XK3eQb625NQ/Tt3HSsoHayI/AAAAAAAACvA/mV9ClTfLnlc/s320/019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3028007063696820546?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3028007063696820546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3028007063696820546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3028007063696820546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3028007063696820546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-going-to-blog-about-my-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxFIRMBD4ag/Tt3Ft5hmyvI/AAAAAAAACtY/hFTt6GMq1iw/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2612646665360230953</id><published>2011-12-05T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:25:54.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh no I didn't gym, or bike, or do any hip rotations today :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IT SHALL BE!!! &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G.Y.M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2612646665360230953?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2612646665360230953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2612646665360230953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2612646665360230953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2612646665360230953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-no-i-didnt-gym-or-bike-or-do-any-hip.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-259305297841734110</id><published>2011-12-05T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:12:01.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliant on Yew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;I was so tired I didn't care when my sister came home with her boyfriend (yeah i'm saying it openly cos a lot of people know already) and saw me sleeping super unglamly at my &lt;i&gt;spot &lt;/i&gt;in the living room with Sophia and &lt;i&gt;Big. &lt;/i&gt;I still feel paiseh to say the names out though I sometimes kinda get the feeling that baby seems to derive a minor kick in saying it out and getting me to acknowledge it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;I'm currently making pasta for dinner. The pasta that is left over from the lunch that I made for baby boy on Saturday. Yeah, just 2 days ago we were gobbling it down happily together and now I'm like pathetically microwaving the sauce and boiling the pasta, all without giving two hoots about how it turns out. It's just different when baby is not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;For the past few days I've been caught in this vicious cycle of self-pity, getting comforted by baby, feeling touched, crying, and it repeats. Like, what is wrong with me?!?! It's alright to be sad, but too much of it is bad. All the crying has severely dehydrated me, cos it's obviously showing on my face and the constant heachaches have been a very accurate indicator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;I guess I do feel sort of lonely when baby isn't around and isn't as contactable as he was before. My life during the weekdays is very much in contrast to what it was before; meeting up with baby everyday or every other day, enjoying each other's company and soaking in the joy of being in a happy relationship. In a way, perhaps, I wasn't as prepared for NS as I thought I was. The pro though, as expected, is that I do have more time to study :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;loneliness &lt;/i&gt;is sometimes even more obvious when my sister's bf comes over. The things that they do are like what baby and I used to do; cooking, cleaning, napping, watching tv together. In the past it was always my sister who was alone, but now roles have reversed and I'm to one who has to put up with the mushy "eyesore". Eyesore cos I feel embarrassed looking at my sister and her bf perhaps leaning on each other or what in the living room, but not really an eyesore cos I am not jealous or imbalanced or what. It's just that seeing them just keeps reminding me of us. And he's been coming over slightly more these days since my sister has been pretty free. Idk, is this karma? Okay nope, because I'm good person who's never spoken ill of her boyfriend and in fact, I do try to help give my parents a good impression of him. As we all know, my sister is the difficult one, not the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Oh well, whatever. Anyway I think the reason that I'm like so emo and "depressed" when baby leaves or isn't around is because I've been too spoilt. Like baby comes over to my house whenever he's free, cooks and bakes for me, takes me out on dates and always takes care of me etc. Somehow I'm so used to him always being around to care for me and just being his little girl that I've somehow grown dependent on him, mentally and emotionally. I'm not physical dependent on him lah, cos if I am, it means I cannot eat, shit or sleep when he's not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;On top of being reliant on baby, I also just dislike not having him around. But I'm thankful still, that at least there are the weekends. At least, on Fridays I can walk with my own two feet to take a train to Pasir Ris to meet him. At least, I can take some form of action to get closer to him on shorter intervals. At least it's not months and months of waiting and waiting but not being able to do anything to get closer to him cos he's simply beyond reach. So I'm still thankful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;I realised,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;I've been indulging in self-pity too much. It's time to snap out of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;I WILL BE A HAPPY GIRL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcTmZUnp9tk/TtywRR-J-BI/AAAAAAAACtI/wllLyugN8SI/s1600/76259_450563713037_669093037_5532569_5394126_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcTmZUnp9tk/TtywRR-J-BI/AAAAAAAACtI/wllLyugN8SI/s320/76259_450563713037_669093037_5532569_5394126_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMZOtMSyJbw/Ttywv0Cd1II/AAAAAAAACtQ/f3U1QGyAOxo/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMZOtMSyJbw/Ttywv0Cd1II/AAAAAAAACtQ/f3U1QGyAOxo/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;HAHAHAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Super cute! :D I feel very comforted whenever I play the recording of baby singing this in his own tune,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;"Baby Zu, please don't cry~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Hehe! Bao bought this pair of recording Koala bear keychains for me as birthday present but somehow the girl koala "spoilt" after the first use :/ The mechanism just sort of split up inside. Yup, I opened it up to try to fix but couldn't and I was so sad. I really really liked it and I wanted baby and I to have both our recordings, but only the guy one records. I expected to take the girl and baby the boy cos i'm the girl, but he said i should be keeping the boy cos that's him and he'll keep the girl cos that's me so he insisted that I kept the guy and he kept the girl. I guess he just wanted to find an excuse to let me keep the one that could record. Anyway, I was so sad I started tearing so I guess that's how he came up with this &lt;i&gt;song. &lt;/i&gt;Haha! :D And just yesterday, I found out that he keeps the girl koala in his pouch that he has to bring with him in his bag! :D &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;And I love to wear his worn shirt to sleep. Heh! :D Sort of like a habit since the internship days. His aunt went over to Shanghai 1 month after he went and he managed to get her to bring his hoodie and a secret letter back for me. I had to go over to his house to pick up the hoodie and I swear the moment I sniffed it I wanted to kill myself. I wore it every other day for the remaining 6 months of his internship after I got it. I never washed it and it was pretty cute cos there was even a toothpaste stain on the hoodie. Heh! Yup, his stain :D &amp;lt;3 At such depressing times, every little thing makes your day okay. Nothing is disgusting or unhygienic. Fuck hygiene. Initially when I got the hoodie, I didn't know there was a secret letter. He had hidden it in his hoodie pocket and he didn't even write a note to tell me about it. I only found out the night I wore it to sleep and was flipping around until I felt something weird. I'd thought it was like a label or something and wanted to ignore it but I am sooo glad I decided to check. As expected, I died again. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;See, compared to those LDR days aren't things a lot better now? DEFINITELY. But I wish I could think like that all the time. I would try to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Because, I &lt;i&gt;have to be strong so that &lt;/i&gt;baby &lt;i&gt;can be strong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/12759321-259305297841734110?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/259305297841734110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=259305297841734110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/259305297841734110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/259305297841734110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/reliant-on-yew.html' title='Reliant on Yew'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcTmZUnp9tk/TtywRR-J-BI/AAAAAAAACtI/wllLyugN8SI/s72-c/76259_450563713037_669093037_5532569_5394126_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7508175269516655716</id><published>2011-12-05T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:05:33.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your shirt, my shirt</title><content type='html'>I'm wearing my shirt, which baby wore to sleep last night, that has his smell, my tears and my mucus, to sleep for this entire week. It's dirty cos I cried on his chest and wiped my tears and mucus all over him and the shirt. Heh!! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You have to be strong so that I can be strong."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words really sank in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7508175269516655716?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7508175269516655716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7508175269516655716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7508175269516655716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7508175269516655716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/your-shirt-my-shirt.html' title='Your shirt, my shirt'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3610977451668366161</id><published>2011-12-03T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:50:08.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta for the NS baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today started with me feeling pretty bad. Baby didn't call me cos he was late for his National Education tour. Oh well, I sorta thought so, but it didn't contribute to my discomfort. I think I'm suffering from PMS and plus my &lt;i&gt;illness &lt;/i&gt;from last week seem to have come back. I just felt really lethargic and restless. We intended to bake but I just really had no mood for it and didn't even go out to buy the ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I still managed to whip up an awesome pasta for us :D So glad I cooked earlier because by the time baby boy reached my house, he was already hungry :D He even ate some of mine cos I couldn't finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUO15diZnjc/TtoxBz86NYI/AAAAAAAACsw/kVdfzeE5fEQ/s1600/DSC_0076%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUO15diZnjc/TtoxBz86NYI/AAAAAAAACsw/kVdfzeE5fEQ/s320/DSC_0076%255B1%255D.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ_pZu-QibU/TtoxLk9HbaI/AAAAAAAACs4/CP0DQxwMwG4/s1600/DSC_0077%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ_pZu-QibU/TtoxLk9HbaI/AAAAAAAACs4/CP0DQxwMwG4/s320/DSC_0077%255B1%255D.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm having a terrible headache now because these days I've been crying a lot. I guess I'm just always worried or upset about things which I shouldn't be worrying about. Baby always reassures me and comforts me, but I just find it difficult to not think negatively. Now, I'll really try not to. After all, what good is there in always worrying? Then again, it shows how much he means to me because I'm usually a person who cannot be bothered with too many things, and yet every little thing about or with him has considerable impact on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zwb8JVt_jY/TtoxTRVc16I/AAAAAAAACtA/9WuO45r8ht4/s1600/DSC_0078%255B2%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6zwb8JVt_jY/TtoxTRVc16I/AAAAAAAACtA/9WuO45r8ht4/s320/DSC_0078%255B2%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the blood stain on my bedsheet that dripped through his dressed wound. Heartache &lt;!--3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/12759321-3610977451668366161?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3610977451668366161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3610977451668366161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3610977451668366161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3610977451668366161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/pasta-for-ns-baby.html' title='Pasta for the NS baby'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUO15diZnjc/TtoxBz86NYI/AAAAAAAACsw/kVdfzeE5fEQ/s72-c/DSC_0076%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1640612477802295247</id><published>2011-12-01T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:57:45.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>不知道为什么, 突然非常想念当时的我们,&amp;nbsp;想念你以前的味道.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1640612477802295247?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1640612477802295247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1640612477802295247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1640612477802295247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1640612477802295247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-9012025100666332612</id><published>2011-12-01T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:52:32.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm an over-worrier. It's bad, but at least I always prepare myself for the worse. Because I hate to be caught unguarded, to be taken by surprise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-9012025100666332612?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/9012025100666332612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=9012025100666332612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9012025100666332612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9012025100666332612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-over-worrier.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3430841904277497933</id><published>2011-12-01T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:42:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xperia Hello Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quick post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE MY NEW PHONE! It's awesome! It has 1 minor glitch (Sony pictures gallery force closes abruptly) but doesn't affect normal usage at all. Plus, there is no longer such a thing as the perfect phone anymore. Yes, there was, it was known as the NOKIA back in erm, 2000?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I did get the Sony Xperia Arc S in white and the big screen rocks! My phone looks too pretty to suffer any scratches so I decided to get a cover. Sad to say, there aren't much options out there in the market. I finally managed to find a seller online who offers a FEW cartoon designs for the Xperia Arc (S) after much painstaking effort and decided to get this one below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTgxW3Sy1rM/TtZW40-hTlI/AAAAAAAACsg/Fxix0R6CP14/s1600/IMG_1063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTgxW3Sy1rM/TtZW40-hTlI/AAAAAAAACsg/Fxix0R6CP14/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, it's a very common design but it looks nice and at least it's not some ugly perforated cover :S Very ugly lor seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEk8Oc2QZHE/TtZXT_PdGjI/AAAAAAAACso/HXhaNyukdlY/s1600/IMG_1064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEk8Oc2QZHE/TtZXT_PdGjI/AAAAAAAACso/HXhaNyukdlY/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I bought Anti-Radiation Stickers! :D Mine says "I Can Fly". It's abit too faint :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3430841904277497933?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3430841904277497933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3430841904277497933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3430841904277497933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3430841904277497933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/12/quick-post.html' title='Xperia Hello Kitty'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PTgxW3Sy1rM/TtZW40-hTlI/AAAAAAAACsg/Fxix0R6CP14/s72-c/IMG_1063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1390146051871215830</id><published>2011-11-30T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:23:13.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where are you? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1390146051871215830?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1390146051871215830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1390146051871215830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1390146051871215830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1390146051871215830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5815773781666913769</id><published>2011-11-29T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:54:00.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super sick of my blog skin. But idk how or where to start. I has been ages since I last changed my skin, plus i'm not that free to spend time on it now. Oh well :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-5815773781666913769?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5815773781666913769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5815773781666913769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5815773781666913769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5815773781666913769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-super-sick-of-my-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1823665843898042216</id><published>2011-11-28T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:07:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby boy's baby photos :D</title><content type='html'>I find it very weird that the number of blog visits I have from US is more than double that of the blog visits I have from Singapore, over the past week. You mean, like so many people actually chance upon my blog in US? How weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23zNOGv-1F0/TtOFMEnXyBI/AAAAAAAACsI/Sh-Efo3AkT4/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23zNOGv-1F0/TtOFMEnXyBI/AAAAAAAACsI/Sh-Efo3AkT4/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I like this picture of baby when he was young cos it really looks like him and it shows his signature puppy eyes! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjDGCQdf8vI/TtOF7uIqbjI/AAAAAAAACsQ/JO-5krhW2e8/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjDGCQdf8vI/TtOF7uIqbjI/AAAAAAAACsQ/JO-5krhW2e8/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CUTE MAX!!! I totally want my son to look like this!! :D &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ6AGp7PeMw/TtOHAiei37I/AAAAAAAACsY/uFMeMSfvzHI/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ6AGp7PeMw/TtOHAiei37I/AAAAAAAACsY/uFMeMSfvzHI/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody either hand over this kid, or KILL ME RIGHT NOW!!! *grabs for baby Yewhong frantically*&amp;nbsp;AHHHH!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1823665843898042216?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1823665843898042216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1823665843898042216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1823665843898042216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1823665843898042216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-boys-baby-photos-d.html' title='Baby boy&apos;s baby photos :D'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23zNOGv-1F0/TtOFMEnXyBI/AAAAAAAACsI/Sh-Efo3AkT4/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3781587515684851847</id><published>2011-11-27T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:58:45.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F79o59LsMiw/TtIkC8hRjPI/AAAAAAAACr0/NluDM62N5yw/s1600/2011-11-26_22.28.01%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F79o59LsMiw/TtIkC8hRjPI/AAAAAAAACr0/NluDM62N5yw/s320/2011-11-26_22.28.01%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby booked in again :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, at least we had an enjoyable weekend :) But time just flew by soooo quickly! :( Looking forward to his next book out, and a piece of super good news is that my mum FINALLY allowed us to go for a short overseas trip together!! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3781587515684851847?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3781587515684851847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3781587515684851847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3781587515684851847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3781587515684851847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-booked-in-again-oh-well-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F79o59LsMiw/TtIkC8hRjPI/AAAAAAAACr0/NluDM62N5yw/s72-c/2011-11-26_22.28.01%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7653749143811866693</id><published>2011-11-25T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:21:33.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st book out</title><content type='html'>BABY BOOKED OUT!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's our PAK TOR DAY!! :D &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7653749143811866693?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7653749143811866693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7653749143811866693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7653749143811866693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7653749143811866693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/1st-book-out.html' title='1st book out'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5337280969014754494</id><published>2011-11-24T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:40:43.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was young, my daddy would always rush over to rescue me whenever I screamed for whatever reasons. Just now, a lizard crawled over my feet and I shrieked like mad and he's nowhere to be found :( Maybe I'm too old to be rescued :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-5337280969014754494?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5337280969014754494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5337280969014754494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5337280969014754494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5337280969014754494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-i-was-young-my-daddy-would-always.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7119715799176884260</id><published>2011-11-24T09:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:30:52.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dick Kock Lan Jiao</title><content type='html'>Random thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if one day you met someone who says this during introduction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, my name is Dick Kock Lan Jiao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you laugh? I think I'd die!!! HAHAHA!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about Mr Kock Wai Mun and was suddenly led to thinking about this. Seriously if that guy's name is called Dick Kock Lan Jiao then f his l big big. HAHA!! His parents must have really hated him like mad. HAHAHA!! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lan jiao! Time for dinner!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is not meant to be, in any way, disrespectful to Mr Kock okay. Not the Lan Jiao one, the Wai Mun one. Hahaha!! Damn. Good "joke" :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7119715799176884260?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7119715799176884260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7119715799176884260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7119715799176884260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7119715799176884260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/dick-kock-lan-jiao.html' title='Dick Kock Lan Jiao'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8374808058539720404</id><published>2011-11-24T07:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T07:22:22.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Excuses, but I think I'm really too tired to gym. Baby smsed me at 5plus am and I didn't even see the SMS though my phone was right beside me and in max volume with vibration on. Like jialat. Usually when my htc phone "beeps", I can hear it even if it's at te end of my bed, and the tone is an even softer tone than my iPhone. So I was really surprised I didn't wake up at 5plus. Oh well, it still feels good to see a loving morning message :D &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8374808058539720404?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8374808058539720404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8374808058539720404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8374808058539720404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8374808058539720404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/excuses-but-i-think-im-really-too-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-876277163377775751</id><published>2011-11-24T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T00:46:06.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke with Susanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short update post here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was supposed to meet Susanna in the evening to catch-up and I'd planned to gym after school, but she decided to chao geng and pon work (internship) so we decided to meet at 2plus for karaoke. I flew home and took a quick lunch before flying out to meet her. Hectic much. And I was super tired, but I wanted to meet her cos we seldom meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a 3 hours package at $22 (promo rate cos Susanna had some card), which means $11/pax, but somehow no one chased us away, so we sang from around 2.45pm to 8pm! LOL!! That's like 5 hours plus!! At only $11!! Haha! :D And they didn't charge us for the "extension". Shiok! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aIt47WLlPM/Ts0bYS6GRiI/AAAAAAAACrs/3EXCr7Wml3s/s1600/IMG_1057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aIt47WLlPM/Ts0bYS6GRiI/AAAAAAAACrs/3EXCr7Wml3s/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3w1BIMGbCac/Ts0aR21vKsI/AAAAAAAACrE/_SzAFCeLiXQ/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3w1BIMGbCac/Ts0aR21vKsI/AAAAAAAACrE/_SzAFCeLiXQ/s320/IMG_1052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very blur picture cos my camera does very badly in low-light conditions if it's not set to low-light mode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgonEn3WaCU/Ts0arTO_pjI/AAAAAAAACrU/AupB4ARDq5g/s1600/IMG_1055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgonEn3WaCU/Ts0arTO_pjI/AAAAAAAACrU/AupB4ARDq5g/s320/IMG_1055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway I'm super happy today not just cos we met up, but also cos everything just feels so natural! Ever since I graduated from Secondary school, this is only like the 3rd time we've met, yet everything feels the same as it did when we were very young. Sure enough I've always been close to Jiasui &amp;amp; co, but I've been equally close to Susanna for the same amount of time! We met in Sec 1, became partners after the sec 1 tournament and have been stuck together since then. We trained 3 days a week and lived close to each other, I guess that's why we grew close very quickly. Also, we developed this special chemistry and understanding towards each other. The chemistry that we share is something I haven't really been able to share with anyone else...except Yewhong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHPXEc9wh8U/Ts0avplWMmI/AAAAAAAACrc/hnyWob9kz-M/s1600/IMG_1056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHPXEc9wh8U/Ts0avplWMmI/AAAAAAAACrc/hnyWob9kz-M/s320/IMG_1056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And there's seriously no one else I'd love to K more with than Susanna cos we "grew up" K-ing with each other so there are a lot of songs we both know. In the past we even made vocal arrangements for different songs and singing them with her is like reliving our childhood all over again! I can never get sick of K-ing with her seriously! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the karaoke session I was starving like mad and we were practically hoarse, so we settled dinner at Chicken Hotpot at Bedok Point. It was surprisingly enjoyable. As in the food. I didn't mind trying but I didn't expect it to be really good. I like the gravy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we had a short camwhore session (but no pictures here cos they're all with her) and then we both headed home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7eCfpTq1Ds/Ts0a-Yc8enI/AAAAAAAACrk/b1lUkZV8Ok8/s1600/IMG_1060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7eCfpTq1Ds/Ts0a-Yc8enI/AAAAAAAACrk/b1lUkZV8Ok8/s320/IMG_1060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the whole, I had a really awesome day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to our weekday Breaking Dawn Part 1!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;XOXO &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/12759321-876277163377775751?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/876277163377775751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=876277163377775751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/876277163377775751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/876277163377775751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/karaoke-with-susanna.html' title='Karaoke with Susanna'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aIt47WLlPM/Ts0bYS6GRiI/AAAAAAAACrs/3EXCr7Wml3s/s72-c/IMG_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-43860696327076161</id><published>2011-11-22T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:10:37.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting really impatient. Why can't baby be here now?! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-43860696327076161?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/43860696327076161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=43860696327076161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/43860696327076161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/43860696327076161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-getting-really-impatient.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7131519816500420183</id><published>2011-11-22T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:12:39.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get very happy whenever I receive a call, SMS, IM or fb wall post from Yewhong, even more so now that he's booking out in 3 days' time! :D *does a random happy dance with a jiggly belly full of fats* &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7131519816500420183?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7131519816500420183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7131519816500420183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7131519816500420183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7131519816500420183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-get-very-happy-whenever-i-receive.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-308924796014237170</id><published>2011-11-22T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T16:23:23.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on my way to driving again, albeit reluctant. I can't help it. The timing is just very bad. Plus it's a chore to always travel there and back at after office peak hour. I'd expected driving lessons to be really fun and all, but I guess not. It's never fun. It's only pass or fail, for that day's lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love taking afternoon naps in my air-conditioned living room with my Big and Sophia. It's really one of life's greatest enjoyment...just lesser than napping with baby only (aka snatching blankets and drooling on each other. Okay fine, me drooling on him. Yes I do drool on him, and silly boy doesn't even know it! Hahah :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why I am just super tired after classes. There was once I went to driving after class without taking any nap in between. I remember having done very badly for that lesson, but it also happen that I had the anal instructor that lesson, so I don't really know which is a greater contributing factor to my lack of focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've become fatter, again, sad to say. I've been eating too much fast food for the convenience :( How how how?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let's gym tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-308924796014237170?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/308924796014237170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=308924796014237170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/308924796014237170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/308924796014237170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-on-my-way-to-driving-again-albeit.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5651442482750481215</id><published>2011-11-22T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:57:55.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd March 2010</title><content type='html'>Reading our old messages always make me melt and fingers numb &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on 3rd March 2010. Seems like eons ago :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V_T4kUaLhtw/TssrqjtFN9I/AAAAAAAACq8/M3HwPLO_hAo/s640/blogger-image-188081660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V_T4kUaLhtw/TssrqjtFN9I/AAAAAAAACq8/M3HwPLO_hAo/s640/blogger-image-188081660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-5651442482750481215?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5651442482750481215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5651442482750481215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5651442482750481215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5651442482750481215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/old-messages-make-me-melt.html' title='3rd March 2010'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V_T4kUaLhtw/TssrqjtFN9I/AAAAAAAACq8/M3HwPLO_hAo/s72-c/blogger-image-188081660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3492929887358218047</id><published>2011-11-21T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:56:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh8REfpewuI/TspYOoxgvBI/AAAAAAAACqw/y3kn7nvLjJU/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh8REfpewuI/TspYOoxgvBI/AAAAAAAACqw/y3kn7nvLjJU/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seeing this brings a smile to my face :D &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3492929887358218047?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3492929887358218047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3492929887358218047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3492929887358218047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3492929887358218047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/seeing-this-brings-smile-to-my-face-d.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh8REfpewuI/TspYOoxgvBI/AAAAAAAACqw/y3kn7nvLjJU/s72-c/IMG_0964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2129093182367853096</id><published>2011-11-20T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:16:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sony Xperia Arc S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYiPuffB24E/TsiaWhY87bI/AAAAAAAACqo/8LLPiwlozR4/s1600/sony_ericsson_xperia_arc_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYiPuffB24E/TsiaWhY87bI/AAAAAAAACqo/8LLPiwlozR4/s320/sony_ericsson_xperia_arc_s.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See you next week! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2129093182367853096?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2129093182367853096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2129093182367853096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2129093182367853096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2129093182367853096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/sony-xperia-arc-s.html' title='Sony Xperia Arc S'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYiPuffB24E/TsiaWhY87bI/AAAAAAAACqo/8LLPiwlozR4/s72-c/sony_ericsson_xperia_arc_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1795106417028509276</id><published>2011-11-19T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:11:58.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"你是我的女人，我要养你."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个年代，很少男人会对他的女朋友说这句话吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-1795106417028509276?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1795106417028509276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1795106417028509276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1795106417028509276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1795106417028509276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3459641722833693961</id><published>2011-11-19T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:20:51.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I planned to gym in the morning before studying at the library (NP), but i seriously couldn't wake up :( And for some reason, my eyes are swollen when I woke up. I may have accidentally or unintentionally rubbed it too hard over the night cos I didn't cry the night before. Besides these 2, I cannot think of any other reasons thy might cause my eyes to be so swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I can still see :) Shall have my Tom yum you mian with extra fish at makan place :D It's a very Saturday thing for me. I guess it started during internship when I gymmed on Saturdays. Regardless of whether I was alone or with Kaina, I'd. Still have my bowl of tomyum youmian + extra fish :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting to feel stressed. Work is starting to come in, such as assignments and tests, all of which are not compulsory, but it's just good to take/do them. Then there's the stupid driving thing. It's really super waste money and time, and all you get is a skill- driving, which, in my opinion, isn't all that difficult. The troublesome part is actually the traffic rules and such. I think the actual driving itself can actually be self-learnt to a large extent. All you need to learn is a bit of the mechanical stuff. The rest can be done via trial and error. But I think having an instructor sit next to you and telling you what to and not to do just kills whatever innate talent you might have for driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm supposed to gym man. Driving takes up at least 2 days of my week. When i'm not driving, I'm studying. So where do I slot the gym? Maybe I can do some night cycling in my estate. 1 hour should be very achievable. And I save gym entrance fee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall end my random post now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3459641722833693961?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3459641722833693961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3459641722833693961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3459641722833693961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3459641722833693961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-planned-to-gym-in-morning-before.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8393958099778421171</id><published>2011-11-17T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:03:42.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally bought a friend for &lt;i&gt;Goldie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk4PxhObBwE/TsUB-HB135I/AAAAAAAACqI/alGyDM1ti8I/s1600/IMG_1014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk4PxhObBwE/TsUB-HB135I/AAAAAAAACqI/alGyDM1ti8I/s320/IMG_1014.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goldie &lt;/i&gt;is pink okay, so its new friend cannot be called Goldie or Yellowie or Orangie. Its name is &lt;i&gt;Fire &lt;/i&gt;:D If you look carefully, it is yellow with specks of orange all over. Fiery right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed Goldie was male cos its so fierce, so when I was going to buy its friend, I requested for a female, but the seller couldn't differentiate so I just got Fire without knowing it gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afkeiidXOC4/TsUCSI89CCI/AAAAAAAACqQ/ywExTtzvPqM/s1600/IMG_1019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afkeiidXOC4/TsUCSI89CCI/AAAAAAAACqQ/ywExTtzvPqM/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goldie just kept chasing/biting/kissing Fire, but then according to the shop's label, they are actually called kissing fish. Whatever, idk :/ Anyway after staring at them for some time, I started thinking that maybe Goldie could be female cos it looks pregnant compared to Fire. Seriously. Let's hope they breed? :D Hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihd18xZE6Cw/TsUC7kHF5SI/AAAAAAAACqg/XPugrTgbq2k/s1600/IMG_1023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihd18xZE6Cw/TsUC7kHF5SI/AAAAAAAACqg/XPugrTgbq2k/s320/IMG_1023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Arthur has been doing well! :D All the water droplets are from my spray okay, I don't ever leave Arthur out in the open area unattended for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Quq1jPdZDDw/TsUClNyMM5I/AAAAAAAACqY/wcVTjLz7GR4/s1600/IMG_1020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Quq1jPdZDDw/TsUClNyMM5I/AAAAAAAACqY/wcVTjLz7GR4/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Young leaf :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8393958099778421171?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8393958099778421171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8393958099778421171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8393958099778421171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8393958099778421171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-finally-bought-friend-for-goldie.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk4PxhObBwE/TsUB-HB135I/AAAAAAAACqI/alGyDM1ti8I/s72-c/IMG_1014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8783477338452323779</id><published>2011-11-16T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T22:16:34.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Hello good evening!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;I'm very happy today! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(DRAGGY &amp;amp; LONG-ASS POST ALERT &amp;amp; no edits so forgive my typos/spelling/grammar/shit)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;The day started really well with me donning a new F21 dress which doesn't make me look like a cow *awesomeness max* so I felt good! :D Sure enough it looked slightly weird from the side cos I wore a frilly cape-like cardigan which, on top of my tiered dress, sort of looks too layered. But it looked alright from the front, so it's okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;CF was good today! Cuijie and I were supposed to attend 2 CF lectures today because we skipped make-up class last last Saturday. The make-up class, which is 1 lesson slower than our class, was from 12-3pm. In our 8.30-11.30am lesson, we already covered lecture 6, 7 and a bit of 8. It was a breeze cos the supposedly complicated formulas and concepts were already covered in IM and we've sort of already learnt &amp;nbsp;it (at least a little) in WM in poly :) Everything was sooo understandable that I actually enjoyed the lecture! In fact, I always like CF lectures, other than the times when she keeps keeping us back. Anyway, we stayed back for the 12pm lecture but then we realised that it was practically a repetition of the earlier lecture. Since the earlier lecture was already sort of a repetition of our IM, we decided to leave during break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;After school, I headed to East Point because there's the Watsons' Member-only sale!! :D Hehehe! Okay if you don't already know, Watsons is my all-time favourite shop EVER!!!! &lt;i&gt;Shop &lt;/i&gt;because it includes all kinds of shops- I love Watsons more than F21, ASOS, Soupspoon, etc. Geddit?! Hahha! I actually didn't intend to buy much, but in the end I spent $101? HAHAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Springheart Lashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I've been wanting to buy this for some time. A few months back lashes from Starlash at Watsons. It was a bundle pack costs $17.90 for 2 pairs. Each pair of Starlash lashes is about $12.90 I guess, so it was a really good deal. Anyway the bundle pack came with 1 pair of very natural and pretty lashes and 1 pair of slightly chioer and more dramatic lashes. After using my lashes, I have this habit of removing the residual adhesive but plucking it off the lash band using a pair of tweezers. So there was this one time, I applied the natural-looking lashes when I was on a date with Yewhong and after removing, I did my usual &lt;i&gt;glue removal. &lt;/i&gt;I guess I accidentally tugged at the lashband too hard and the binding &lt;i&gt;string,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;which acts as the support for the entire lash bone got separated from the main body of the lash band. The end result = spoilt after 1 use :( I really liked it, but too bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Anyway, after that incident I really wanted to buy another pair of natural looking lashes that can be applied on more casual occasions. I thought of Springheart cos it's really super natural! Almost too natural that it doesn't look very much different from my own natural lashes when they're curled; they're just SLIGHTLY longer :/ I chose Springheart also because it's the brand of my first pair of lashes! :D They're really soft and yup, natural, and best of all, no need to cut the length! Just buy it, and use it! For first timers, they'll feel something there, but for more &lt;i&gt;seasoned &lt;/i&gt;users (like me I guess), after using heavier lashes, I practically feel NOTHING when I have on the Springheart Lashes. I bought it in 05 anyway. It's straight lashes, no criss-cross at all, and shorter on the inside and longer on the outside :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Starlash Lash Adhesive&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I swear by this lash glue. One common tip for the &lt;i&gt;right time &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to apply the falsies on your lash line is when &amp;nbsp;your glue is semi-dry. But how exactly would you know if it's semi-dry? Estimation. But for this lash glue, it's translucent when wet and it turns clear as it dries, so when it's somewhat clear, you know it's time to apply the falsies. It's also super sticky and stays on the the entire day when used properly, so I think it rocks! :D Alright, the bad thing is also cos it's super sticky, it make it harder to remove. All you have to do is to gently remove it with oil cleanser. I use Biore make-up removal cotton sheets to remove my make-up, but I think it's usually not good enough to remove falsies + mascara cleanly. So I would strongly recommend oil-based make-up removers for this glue :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;PS. Springheart lashes come with a complimentary tube of adhesive and it's a pretty lousy glue, but it is super easy to remove, you can just peel it off :D That's the thing I like the most about it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Nature's Way Memory Boost (nutritional supplement)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Watsons had soooo many promotional cosmetic bundles selling at riduculous prices and I grabbed a Canmake set on impulse. It consisted on 1 mascara, 1 eyeshadow duo, 1 eyeshadow brush and 1 volumising lip colour at only $24.90!! Absurd or what?! Plus I've been pretty obsessed with cosmetic products these days, so any make-up product pretty much attracts me. Anyway I took the package and dropped it into my shopping bag. Then I joined the long queue and slowly waited for my turn to pay at the counter. I got stuck at the Vitamins section for pretty long and saw the Memory Boost. It was $50plus but there was a 30% discount. After discount it would be around $30plus and thinking that it can help me in my studies, I decided to pick this and drop the Canmake bundle :D Super proud of myself! Like, pay $10 more dollars and get something beneficial rather than waste $20plus on something which I have more than enough of and doesn't add value to my life (sorta?). Yup! I'm so glad I got the vitamins instead! :D I could do with a lot more health products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Mandom's Liquid make-up remover (not alcoholic and acts like a remover+cleanser+moisturizer all in one)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;I actually wanted to get my Vichy Normaderm Anti-imperfection face cream, but one thing led to another and I ended up getting this. I thought my oil remover was finishing so might as well get a new one. Plus this is a new product and it's less harmful to the skin. 1 thing I hate about oil make-up removers is that it can get abit troublesome around the eyes. When I was much younger, I ever tried to remove my eye makeup with an oil cleanser and somehow it got into my eye. It hurt a little, but the scary part was that there was a film of oil over my eyeball and I couldn't see. I was super scared and kept rinsing out with water, but it took super long to get the oil out of my eyes. By then I was already half-blind. Hahah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Anyway the label states that you can simply apply this product onto your face and wipe off the makeup and then go to bed directly. It is even stated that you should avoid washing your face, so as not to remove the moisturizing effect of the product on your face. If necessary, simply wash with clear water. I'm not sure whether to believe it, but I guess it's not so bad? I tried it just now, but I washed my face with clear water. It removes the makeup well and really doesn't leave your skin feeling dry. I guess it's just a psychology thing that I have to at least rinse my face with water or else I'll just feel that it's dirty. Hahha! &amp;nbsp;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;Bio-essence Slimming Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;:P This works. I've tried it before in secondary school. I got introduced to this when my aunt bought me a body wrap thing. It has boning and some special bio-energy thing that can help alleviate my back pain, but it can also work as a slimming product when you wear the wrap the reverse way. I used to apply the cream and wrap my tummy before I sleep. The next day my tummy will be flatter. Seriously. But i've never been consistent with the cream, so I really don't know if it really works in the long term. This item is on discount so I thought, why not? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Hair Mascara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Bought for fun. I bought bronze, and I realized that it's not very different from my current hair colour? Hahah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Glico Potato Spicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Bought on impulse and for fun thing. I didn't even eat it or feel like eating it :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Spending above $80 entitled me to a free Elmo umbrella, and I got a box of Redoxin (2 tubes) and 1 set of Sunsilk Shampoo and Conditioner for free too! Felt awesome seriously! I love freebies x 1million!!! :D After that I went to Daiso, and then headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;It started pouring cows and sheep some time while I was in Watsons. Normally, I would take a cab, since my loot and my bag actually weighed a tonne, but I decided that since I'd already spent so much, I should save on transport and just take a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;The moment I alighted at my stop, my shoes got completely soaked in a continuous flow of rainwater from the path that I was supposed to take. It was understandable since the bus stop was on lower ground, but I really didn't like it cos I was wearing my leather shoes from Hongkong. Don't be mistaken. I love rain, especially heavy rain with strong winds, but I just didn't want to ruin my shoes. Worse thing is I was carrying my HKD$3998 orange leather bag today -.- Thanks so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Whatever. I had to just walk through it. I expected the water level to be lower as I was walking on the path, but it didn't. It was constantly flooded, around one inch from the ground. By then my precious bag was already half-soaked. Then I started to wonder if it's seriously the global warming effect or is Singapore really starting to sink or something. Anyway, I decided not to care about anything and just enjoy walking in the rain :D I love it seriously. I love downpours, but only when I'm walking home, cos it the only time when I don't mind getting soaked :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Suddenly, the most epic thing that can ever happen, happened. No, my umbrella did not flip (okay, that's like the number 1 most embarrassing that can ever happen, but it's only the 2nd most epic). Guess what? I was happily walking, with a little bounce with each step, until I realise that MY UMBRELLA STARTING LEAKING!! HAHAHHAHAH!! xD OMG, thinking about it just makes me wanna laugh! HAHAH!! Like, what the hell is an umbrella for if it leaks right?!?! HAHAH!! :D For a moment I was at a loss of what to do, but I remembered that I got the free umbrella from Watsons so I switched. Hahahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;One of the reasons I decided to go to East Point besides to shop at Watsons or Daiso was because there were going to be workers at my house doing some unfinished touch-ups from the renovations earlier on, and I just don't feel comfortable when they're at my house. I feel very uneasy and uncomfortable, like I can't do anything. Coincidentally, as I approached my house, they were locking up and ready to leave. I guess the rain hindered in their work progress at the balconies so they just had to leave? Whatever it was, I WAS REALLY HAPPY!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;After reaching home I got like crazy happy or something I did body scrub slowly, played with my falsies, applied scalp serum, ate vitamins and all! HAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Okay this is seriously a long-ass and meaningless post, but I feel really happy, for nothing :D Oh well, whatever. Draggy is my style, and I love to torture blogders with my minute font size. So what? It's my blog :D And I RARELY blog like this already. It's been really long. Haha! Shall patiently wait for le boyfriend to call me~! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;PS. I hate the font colours in the new blogger layout. They're super dull and ugly and worse of all, they took away my favourite cherry pink, and there's no option to customise colour -.- Only downside to the entire "upgrade".&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/12759321-8783477338452323779?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8783477338452323779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8783477338452323779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8783477338452323779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8783477338452323779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-day.html' title='Happy day'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2975882238915600666</id><published>2011-11-14T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:52:43.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM is not difficult at all. It's practically mindfuck. No, sorry, information doesn't even reach your mind before your system actually cuts off all transmission in order to save your brain. It's eyefuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2975882238915600666?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2975882238915600666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2975882238915600666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2975882238915600666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2975882238915600666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-is-not-difficult-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-454527467619555280</id><published>2011-11-14T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:46:42.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM is so difficult, looking at it makes me wanna cry :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-454527467619555280?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/454527467619555280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=454527467619555280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/454527467619555280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/454527467619555280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-is-so-difficult-looking-at-it-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8768598656277017233</id><published>2011-11-14T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:45:06.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FTT</title><content type='html'>On the other hand, i'm thankful that I cancelled Wednesday's lesson and *pumps fist into the air* I dont have to pass my FTT to do module 2 lessons unlike what my sister said. WHOOOOOO~~~~ :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, I failed my FTT cos I studied 1 day before the test, but I only failed by 2 marks. And the problem here is not about the FTT. It is that i've already booked up to around 20 lessons within November and December. The next available FTT test date is in January and I only have a few lessons (2?) left for my module 1. So if I need to pass FTT in order to take module 2 driving, I would need to cancel ard 18 lessons but i'm only left with 10 cancellation counts, which means my money won't get refunded for the remaining 8 lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case I'm just very thankful that FTT doesn't play a part in my practical lessons besides being a prerequisite for the booking of the practical test :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8768598656277017233?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8768598656277017233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8768598656277017233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8768598656277017233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8768598656277017233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/ftt.html' title='FTT'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5580138814142897922</id><published>2011-11-14T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:25:25.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving instructor</title><content type='html'>I'm slightly confused and frustrated now. I had a horrible driving lesson under an instructor who thinks that everyone has the in-born talent of driving and he keeps reprimanding and stressing me out to the point where I just sort of malfunctioned. But at the same time, he used to be a senior tester and he proves that he really knows his stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I've had enough of his style of teaching and seriously wished for today's lesson to end until he started teaching me to do reversing and parking. This is apparently a module 3 item but he's teaching me now when I'm at level 1. He thinks it will make me more excited about driving. In a way it does, but I still prefer the instructor who taught me the previous lesson. His laid-back attitude made life a lot easier for me and I did pretty well under him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, I HAVE A LESSON TOMORROW, UNDER THE SAME INSTRUCTOR AS TODAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to be happy or what? I know I can do much better than what I did today, but this instructor really makes me feel like killing myself when I drive. Geez. And it's too late to cancel the class now :( fml much? I bet he's the anal instructor Samantha was telling me about- the old Malay guy with seat cushions. Ahhhhh!!!!! :( max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-5580138814142897922?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5580138814142897922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5580138814142897922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5580138814142897922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5580138814142897922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/driving-instructor.html' title='Driving instructor'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2414895272586514547</id><published>2011-11-12T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:57:03.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not here</title><content type='html'>Woke up in bed with all my pillows and Sophia surrounding me. It was cold and I really wanted to snuggle but baby isn't here. So far I've been surviving really well and all, so much so that it feels as though I'm used to him not being around or something. Even though he's been back from Shanghai for over a year, I guess in a way I've still sort of developed this independence and can deal when he's not around. Or rather, I've learnt to survive with him not being around, and I survive well. But sometimes it does get difficult, like at night or in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard, cos whenever we're sleeping and 1 of us happens to wake up, we'll snuggle up to the other. Yeah, in case you think we sleep in a fairytale-y romantic way where he'll hold me close and I'll fall asleep softly in his arm, I have to tell you I'm sorry, but we don't. We used to, but we nap together so much that eventually comfort comes first. Haha! Plus we each have our own sleeping style; he needs to have a bolster and face outwards/no obstructions to his face and is a super light sleeper, whereas I have ultra heavy breathing because of my weak lungs, so falling asleep close to each other will only result in the both of us not sleeping well. Despite all these, when we wake up, we'll still hold each other. And this morning, I just wish he would be here but he isn't. He can't :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll just have to occupy myself with other things when he's not around and take comfort in my lifeless things which he used or gave to me :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2414895272586514547?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2414895272586514547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2414895272586514547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2414895272586514547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2414895272586514547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-here.html' title='Not here'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-672863257364665733</id><published>2011-11-11T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:04:57.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geez, I'm like back to using my iPhone? Man, I didn't really want to use that back cos all my messages and stuff are all in my HTC HD Mini and I am sort of used to it though it sucks? Or rather, I prefer to use it because all my most current settings are there, eg Yewhong's photo caller ID and such. If I use my old iPhone back, it's like the photo caller ID is back to the old photo. Yeah, it's really a small and insignificant thing, but it's things like this that bother me. Sort of. Haha!! That's like what I mean by &lt;i&gt;I dislike change even if it's good&lt;/i&gt;. Lol! The iPhone is like awesome and it gives me the urge to get an iPhone 4S instead, but we all know it's the lamest thing to do when I already have an iPod classic and an iPhone 3G (no S haha) which doesn't need to be traded in. So, what's the point right? I can just get another phone and keep the iPhone, maybe change SIM card when I feel like using the iPhone. Right? Yes. But I guess the most annoying part about using an iPhone without a SIM card is that there's no data connection for the apps, and &amp;nbsp;the best apps require data :/ Plus my iPhone's wifi is spoilt (one of the reasons I chose to change out of it then). Oh well, I guess I should just stick to getting the Sony Xperia Arc S :D and keep the iPhone :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-672863257364665733?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/672863257364665733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=672863257364665733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/672863257364665733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/672863257364665733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/geez-im-like-back-to-using-my-iphone.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-5315546033998358440</id><published>2011-11-09T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:23:41.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>需要人陪</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DahDsnn_Hpc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;一个我 需要梦想 需要方向 需要眼泪&lt;br /&gt;更需要 一个人来 点亮天的黑&lt;br /&gt;我已经 无能为力 无法抗拒 无路可退&lt;br /&gt;这无声的夜 现在的我 需要人陪&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I thought this song is pretty nice and feels very real. It's called 需要人陪 by Wang Leehom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-5315546033998358440?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5315546033998358440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=5315546033998358440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5315546033998358440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/5315546033998358440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='需要人陪'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DahDsnn_Hpc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4164217164437998417</id><published>2011-11-09T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:22:02.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Zu's</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Baby has been using my iPhone since he came back from Shanghai cos he lost the phone that Jiasui and I bought for him for Christmas while he was in Shanghai (Sorry darling :( ). He doesn't like any of my apps so he doesn't use any of them and the iPhone was not sync-ed to his laptop so all my settings and stuff remained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks back (or maybe just these few days) I found this in my/baby's iPhone. Lol! Pleasant surprise :D It's like he even thought of me while drawing some random thing?! Aww...♥ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n-vznNwgRE/Trpq3BaMswI/AAAAAAAACqA/DlNyVBIuOFo/s1600/Iphone+photos+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n-vznNwgRE/Trpq3BaMswI/AAAAAAAACqA/DlNyVBIuOFo/s320/Iphone+photos+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been surviving quite well imo. I guess it's thanks to the &lt;i&gt;Shanghai training&lt;/i&gt;? Okay maybe not, perhaps it just isn't so difficult this time because I don't feel like he's &lt;i&gt;left &lt;/i&gt;(not deceased hor) and I'm less worried because I've seen the environment and I know that he's personal training prior to enlistment would help him while he's in there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I slacked my day away again today, that's the end. In fact, I'm going to go study my FTT after this. I've sort of neglected studying for FTT and guess what? The test is on FRIDAY!! :S I actually don't want to go for it, but I think I should just give it a shot :) Why not right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-4164217164437998417?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4164217164437998417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4164217164437998417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4164217164437998417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4164217164437998417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-zus.html' title='Baby Zu&apos;s'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n-vznNwgRE/Trpq3BaMswI/AAAAAAAACqA/DlNyVBIuOFo/s72-c/Iphone+photos+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3441232714557347285</id><published>2011-11-08T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:27:05.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS Send-off + Arthur + Goldie</title><content type='html'>Good evening. Today's the 8th of November which is Yewhong's enlistment day. His parents and I sent him off earlier in the day, and after that, I was pretty much lost, not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I worried about him? Definitely, but I'm glad he had actually trained and was prepared for it.The past few days have been pretty harsh for me cos my mind was just full of thoughts of him leaving and such, drama(my own) I can't deal with, plus he just had to be so loving to keep tucking me in his arms whenever I cried, so it just got unbearable. At first Huiling managed to convince me that I wouldn't have enough time to be upset, which was what made me finally decide to send him off at Tekong, but my emotional instability for the past few days have convinced me otherwise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really worried that I might just cry again when we separate, and that is definitely the last thing he'd want to see, especially since that's the last time he will see me in 18 days.&amp;nbsp;I had expected the send-off to be really depressing for me, but thankfully it wasn't.&amp;nbsp;It would have been horrible if he started being extra tender when he was about to leave or showed that he was nervous or emo or what. That would have made me worried and even more sad, but the fact that he took everything very nonchalantly and was looking forward to and excited for NS made things much more light-hearted. I admit, there were instances when I felt like I was going to cry, but I held back and yeah, I survived. Truthfully, there was nothing to cry about while sending him off because it wasn't (that) sad. It was just like sending your kid to school on his first day of being primary 1. You get to eat with him at the tuckshop and then watch him go to his class in 2s, just that they didn't have to hold hands with their &lt;i&gt;partner &lt;/i&gt;and put their &lt;i&gt;fingers to the lips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Haha!! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG9dusURdlM/TrjzH9sf_RI/AAAAAAAACow/TAaxttF9IKQ/s1600/IMG_1001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG9dusURdlM/TrjzH9sf_RI/AAAAAAAACow/TAaxttF9IKQ/s320/IMG_1001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our "last lunch" at the Tekong cook house. This is a close-up of our polaroid shot. Unlike what I'd expected, there was practically no time to take photos, I realised, so I only managed to take 2 polaroid shots at the cook house- last physical contact with him for the next 18 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LihJ5GoxLvQ/Trjye29o5QI/AAAAAAAACog/Ybm8k0IgxhY/s1600/IMG_0993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LihJ5GoxLvQ/Trjye29o5QI/AAAAAAAACog/Ybm8k0IgxhY/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My chao ah beng bubu&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n2kMV4ZGQw/Trkbj5a_7vI/AAAAAAAACpo/hMlzsrO94Qs/s1600/Picture1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n2kMV4ZGQw/Trkbj5a_7vI/AAAAAAAACpo/hMlzsrO94Qs/s320/Picture1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now you understand why I'm not so worried? HAHA! Anyway the arrow tip points to the rightful side of the arm, Yewhong's being covered by the white sleeve, but it's there. We all know it. Whoo, my handsomez BOTAK hunk. HAHAH!! :D (Sorry to that dude whom I compared yh with :P I hope they don't ever end up friends or it's gonna be pretty awkward LOL :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trGZMm5Ptx4/TrkdFrRpEHI/AAAAAAAACpw/b3Rk1Tbts7w/s1600/381894_10150343191233038_669093037_8190995_32401418_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trGZMm5Ptx4/TrkdFrRpEHI/AAAAAAAACpw/b3Rk1Tbts7w/s320/381894_10150343191233038_669093037_8190995_32401418_n.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby bought me a puzzle photo frame from Australia and half made it at my house cos he had too many problems with the photo formatting and stuff. I think it's super nice and I love it!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVa-kuTdEqs/Trkd5q8g_KI/AAAAAAAACp4/rVXHqKl3UTM/s1600/IMG_1004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVa-kuTdEqs/Trkd5q8g_KI/AAAAAAAACp4/rVXHqKl3UTM/s320/IMG_1004.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On top of the wonderful dinner at Don Quijote and the pretty photo frame, baby bought me a bottled garden for my birthday present. Alright, my initial response wasn't very good. See, I'm not a plants person, and Yewhong knows that for sure. He even described me as someone who can even &lt;i&gt;grow a cactus until it dies&lt;/i&gt;, so what exactly made him decide to buy me a bottled garden? Plus I wouldn't know what to do with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghwbu2XqnwA/Trj1JVH3vwI/AAAAAAAACpY/4hIQYS7B5Co/s1600/IMG_1007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghwbu2XqnwA/Trj1JVH3vwI/AAAAAAAACpY/4hIQYS7B5Co/s320/IMG_1007.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was apparently disappointed that I didn't really like the present, but I think he might have expected that response because when he was about to give it to me, he started with "I'm not sure if you will like it". Yup, turns out I didn't like it at first. He was really upset, cos on our way to Pulau Ubin, we kept talking normally but I could sense that he was bothered by it. He finally couldn't take it and asked me if I really didn't like it, and I asked he why he bought me a plant. He said he wanted to buy me a bottled aquarium initially but couldn't find one, so he decided to buy a bottled garden instead. He wanted to buy me something I could nurture and take care of. How sweet :) &lt;i&gt;*melts*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Okay I assume the reason is&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;probably because he wasn't going to be around much,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cos when he first gave it to me, he said "Now, this is going to be Yewhong". &amp;nbsp;Anyway I decided that regardless of whether I'm a plants person or whether I liked the gift initially, I'll take very good care of it because it's a gift from my baby boy and that is exactly his intention for deciding to buy me this kinda gift :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Op7TKAq5iLM/Trj1fOt7f6I/AAAAAAAACpg/254AX0AvAfU/s1600/IMG_1008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Op7TKAq5iLM/Trj1fOt7f6I/AAAAAAAACpg/254AX0AvAfU/s320/IMG_1008.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And according to him, it's not cheap. This kinda things definitely don't look cheap, so I thought it was like $30plus? C'mon it's a small plant. It would have retailed at a normal flower shop for max $10 for a pot of the same size. I gave it a safe estimate of $30. Out of curiousity, I went to check the price online,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and holy cow, I was DAMN shocked. It was freaking $115?!?! Ta ma de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SKXF466nNk/Trj0CplMJRI/AAAAAAAACpA/4mnBfr0hlSM/s1600/IMG_1006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SKXF466nNk/Trj0CplMJRI/AAAAAAAACpA/4mnBfr0hlSM/s320/IMG_1006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So apparently this little boy here has a name and is called Arthur. Baby says this plant is very low-maintenance (probably 1 of the reasons why he bought me this instead of a normal potted plant hahah! :P) and I don't even really need to water it. I guess there are some special chemicals or conditions that have been preset in the bottle to make it a suitable living environment for the plant, which is what makes the plant so special, easy to maintain and expensive. I'd say it was really thoughtful of baby to think of this for someone like me, instead of a normal plant..if he actually did think of this. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, baby's reaction really made me feel bad for not liking it the moment I saw it, but, I couldn't help it? :/ Anyway I quickly decided to nurture him(Arthur :D) with tender loving care when I found out baby's intentions for this gift&lt;i&gt; *double melts*&lt;/i&gt; and before I found out it was ridiculously expensive LOL. When I got home, I had a random idea to buy a small fish to put inside this jar which Huiling got me last year. It is going to be the mini "aquarium" which baby had wanted to get me. Plus, it would have been good "company" for Arthur and another thing for me to nurture. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOhQN6booTI/TrjzdnHgrNI/AAAAAAAACo4/lpnGxTgWI4g/s1600/IMG_1005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOhQN6booTI/TrjzdnHgrNI/AAAAAAAACo4/lpnGxTgWI4g/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Say hello to Goldie! :D Okay, yesterday I asked baby for a name for the fish and he suggested Goldie, but I bet he had a goldfish in mind when he said that. Yes, the fish is pink, but pink fish can also be called Goldie right?! *tsk* I decided on Goldie cos that's the only name he gave me. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnicOiCFjqI/Trj0idPbMjI/AAAAAAAACpI/1jTpeTEv69Y/s1600/IMG_1003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnicOiCFjqI/Trj0idPbMjI/AAAAAAAACpI/1jTpeTEv69Y/s320/IMG_1003.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I already told baby that the first thing I was going to do after sending him off was to buy a fish and I did it :D I wanted to get a bright royal blue fish with this, but that fish was a saltwater fish, so too bad :( After that I mindlessly loitered around Tampines. Mindless, because usually, even if i loiter, I would have decided on a place to go to do something, but today, I practically didn't know where I was walking or what I was doing or wanted to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Somehow at a point of time I got bored of loitering and decided to come home. I was prepared to crash and die, but it was difficult cos everyone was at home cos everyone had fallen ill and I didn't want to stay in my room. I just wasted my day away (okay not really, considering that the entire send-off started at 9plus am and ended at 3plus and I only reached home at 4plus pm) not doing anything besides looking at my computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It is 9plus pm now and I'm looking forward to Yewhong's call, which will come after 9.30pm. Okay, cheated. He smsed me at around 7 plus, which is dinner time, and he called me in the 5min he was supposed to use to call his parents and will call me again in his "admin time". Haha! :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's gonna be hard, but it isn't going to be as bad, as long as I don't keep thinking that it's the end. All I have to do when I'm not contacting Yewhong is to distract myself, with school work, driving, gym, Arthur, Goldie and Sophia! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But everything starts tomorrow. I am allowed to cry today and not look at anything. After today, imma be a strong girl :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/12759321-3441232714557347285?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3441232714557347285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3441232714557347285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3441232714557347285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3441232714557347285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/ns-send-off-arthur-goldie.html' title='NS Send-off + Arthur + Goldie'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TG9dusURdlM/TrjzH9sf_RI/AAAAAAAACow/TAaxttF9IKQ/s72-c/IMG_1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7108826750178949468</id><published>2011-11-07T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:03:59.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS</title><content type='html'>Good Midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days have been superb since Yewhong came back from Australia. He calls me twice almost daily and we IM each other during the day; this is more contact than our casual day in Singapore without meeting. I guess it's just different when I know he's not around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as we all know, he's going into NS on Tuesday, which is technically tomorrow. I do feel sad. And people always think it's about the 3 weeks confinement. Well, yes and no. It's not just about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about the fact that our entire meeting &lt;i&gt;routine &lt;/i&gt;is going to &lt;i&gt;change. &lt;/i&gt;I've always hated change. It's one of the few things that I find extremely difficult to embrace. Even if the thing is good, I'll constantly be in a state of disbelief and doubt, which is pretty much what makes me very paranoid and insecure. Well, we're not talking about material goods here. Anyway it's not just change. It's like, freaking decrease by a lot. We used to see each other almost everyday- school, Saturday, Sunday even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we graduated and started taking on temporary jobs, so we started meeting around 3 to 4 days a week, mostly 4. And now with NS, it's going down to like only Saturday and Sunday, or maybe less the Sunday cos he probably needs to go home and accompany his family and some Saturdays he will be confined. For a safe estimate we should also discount some Saturdays where he'll meet his friends. Damn, I'm going down the lonely girl road. I'm not that afraid of being alone. I am pretty used to being alone I guess. I just don't wanna always not have him around. But it is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, it's 2 years of seeing him on some weekends, and not on some. And then following that it's gonna be uni for him and work for me. Uni's definitely gonna be hectic and etcetera, I don't even want to start thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm being negative, according to others. Afterall, it's not the end. Then again, what's the end? I guess the end is only the end when you give up. Not when you cannot, but when you decide that you don't want to anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7108826750178949468?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7108826750178949468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7108826750178949468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7108826750178949468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7108826750178949468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/ns.html' title='NS'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7732088977219628887</id><published>2011-11-02T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:57:06.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wang Lee Hom is super duper charming!! Love his voice to the max! And handsome somemore. This is like the kinda guy that can make every girl swoon when he serenades to her. WAHH!!!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iu3hNq10wgw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;AND THIS GIRL'S VOICE IS SO NICE!!! :D Makes me wanna learn to strum this song! :D Shall do this when I'm more free. Haven't touched my guitar in AGES. Anyone wanna join me? *nudges LHL* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7732088977219628887?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7732088977219628887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7732088977219628887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7732088977219628887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7732088977219628887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/wang-lee-hom-is-super-duper-charming.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iu3hNq10wgw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2871414183464245279</id><published>2011-11-02T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:25:39.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad always tells me, there should always be some space and leeway between couples, regardless of the nature of your relationship or your personalities. And I agree :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2871414183464245279?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2871414183464245279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2871414183464245279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2871414183464245279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2871414183464245279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-dad-always-tells-me-there-should.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2982456501162096393</id><published>2011-10-31T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T23:52:32.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lilac rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBbTU96dBn0/Tq7D3xl2BJI/AAAAAAAAClg/ANk7b4ccC9I/s1600/IMG_0957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBbTU96dBn0/Tq7D3xl2BJI/AAAAAAAAClg/ANk7b4ccC9I/s400/IMG_0957.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Besides this lovely lilac rose of mine, what else is dying?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2982456501162096393?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2982456501162096393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2982456501162096393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2982456501162096393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2982456501162096393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/lilac-rose.html' title='lilac rose'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBbTU96dBn0/Tq7D3xl2BJI/AAAAAAAAClg/ANk7b4ccC9I/s72-c/IMG_0957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7225142613140383891</id><published>2011-10-31T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:55:12.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasmin's wedding photo post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Once upon a time there were 3 boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJFlxykRhvE/Tq6e0KOSdUI/AAAAAAAACkQ/yadd6xoWUJk/s1600/IMAG0467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJFlxykRhvE/Tq6e0KOSdUI/AAAAAAAACkQ/yadd6xoWUJk/s320/IMAG0467.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From left: My mum's ex-boyfriend, My Uncle Mel (Gibson), My sister's godfather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATAnUVJC80E/Tq6g2yuP9yI/AAAAAAAAClA/ewLJJfMsLqo/s1600/229197_10150165356573038_669093037_6799406_3056574_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATAnUVJC80E/Tq6g2yuP9yI/AAAAAAAAClA/ewLJJfMsLqo/s320/229197_10150165356573038_669093037_6799406_3056574_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then they got married and gave birth to a taukee and a taupok. Naturally, I'm the pok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AJh_DH0yvw/Tq6fAK5Q2rI/AAAAAAAACkY/MmdmtyTJGJ4/s1600/IMAG0468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7AJh_DH0yvw/Tq6fAK5Q2rI/AAAAAAAACkY/MmdmtyTJGJ4/s320/IMAG0468.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I randomly took a polaroid with my uncle/mysis'sgodfather and somehow the polaroid's flash made him look 30 years younger so I joked that he's my new boyfriend. Hahah! Everyone who saw the photo was shocked cos he barely looked like him! And he actually liked the photo so much he decided to keep it for himself rather than pasting it on the bride's guest book. LOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8CzJiEtn_8/Tq6fMI59hQI/AAAAAAAACkg/lI5HRI95g-I/s1600/IMAG0470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8CzJiEtn_8/Tq6fMI59hQI/AAAAAAAACkg/lI5HRI95g-I/s320/IMAG0470.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, according to my cousin, my sister got jealous cos her godpa liked our photo so much that she made him take one with her in the exact same style as mine. Hahah!! WHAT?! Did she think I was going to steal her godpa or what? Plus my real boyfriend is handsomexz hunk okay!! :D &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cnB7hkITBuo/Tq6fllAg4jI/AAAAAAAACkw/_-h-hVADkso/s1600/IMAG0473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cnB7hkITBuo/Tq6fllAg4jI/AAAAAAAACkw/_-h-hVADkso/s320/IMAG0473.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Twin souls. Or rather, 1 sided twin souls. My sister loves going to my cousin for like the&amp;nbsp;random-nest and most trivial matters that my cousin no longer knows what to do with her anymore. Lol!&amp;nbsp;Too bad this photo is overexposed :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MNYH72MFKY/Tq6f5s3fnhI/AAAAAAAACk4/RNrIg4FKF9k/s1600/319639_10150334964833038_669093037_8135861_463374144_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MNYH72MFKY/Tq6f5s3fnhI/AAAAAAAACk4/RNrIg4FKF9k/s320/319639_10150334964833038_669093037_8135861_463374144_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time, when Apple Apps or gaming consoles were not the only things children cared about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ia6MCEwN3_c/Tq6fX4umzOI/AAAAAAAACko/wN5pUQ_axAk/s1600/IMAG0472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ia6MCEwN3_c/Tq6fX4umzOI/AAAAAAAACko/wN5pUQ_axAk/s320/IMAG0472.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then we grew up!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSOd-kHPFdY/Tq6mRVFYPzI/AAAAAAAAClI/6J8Qsw-TRYU/s1600/312155_10150334965943038_669093037_8135877_263942009_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSOd-kHPFdY/Tq6mRVFYPzI/AAAAAAAAClI/6J8Qsw-TRYU/s320/312155_10150334965943038_669093037_8135877_263942009_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And happy-faced En En is missed! Yesterday at the wedding, we (all the cousins that my aunt brought up) took a polaroid photo with my aunt and uncle but only En En was missing!! AHHH!! He went to Australia for NS and couldn't make it for the wedding. Otherwise, the photo would have been a complete reunion of all the kids!! :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh man, those were the days.... &lt;i&gt;*sobs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7225142613140383891?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7225142613140383891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7225142613140383891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7225142613140383891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7225142613140383891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/jasmins-wedding-photo-post.html' title='Jasmin&apos;s wedding photo post'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJFlxykRhvE/Tq6e0KOSdUI/AAAAAAAACkQ/yadd6xoWUJk/s72-c/IMAG0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8853642928625412048</id><published>2011-10-31T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:41:51.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasmin+Elwin wedding</title><content type='html'>I almost died this morning trying to drag my ass out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days have been like extremely tiring and I practically had NO REST at all on Sunday since the moment I woke up till the moment I hit my bed. Sure there was a short period of time between the wedding ceremony in the day and the wedding banquet at night, but I was always doing something in whatever free time I had, whether it was dealing with the scrapbook or makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about make-up, I'm actually quite proud of myself. See, I told my cousin Elissa that I'd help her with make-up for the day so I had to "create" like a day makeup and a night makeup look for her and myself. I had already plan what to do the night before but since she has got single eyelids, I wasn't sure it would work. Plus, Elissa's mum is very conservative and prefers her daughter to look as innocent as possible, so I was afraid that she might not like what I was going to do for Elissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turns out that the looks I created for Elissa worked! :D Sure enough my older cousins think that my make-up style is drama, but I guess, it's just a generation thing. Like how we think their make-up is very plain and they think ours is too much. On the whole, I was pretty pleased with the results. And the night make-up was awesome. She looked classy and her mum actually gave me a thumbs-up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my aunt, the bride's mum, last minute told me to help her with her eyeshadow and fake eyelashes! :S See, on Saturday night, my big mouth sister kept saying that I was really into makeup as if I was some pro or smth so my aunt asked me if i could help her. I couldn't reject her right? So I die die had to do it. Turns out, she looked beautiful! Sure enough my aunt looks young compared to her age, but her eyeshadow also has good colour payoff so the colour showed off nicely on her lids. And of course my application/blending mattered too. Haha! :D I also had to help her apply false lashes! Lol, that was the difficult part. Her new lashes were untrimmed and were stiff, plus I had no experience in helping others with falsies so I was stressed. Plus she was considered the star of the day as well. Thankfully everything happened smoothly and she looked like some rocking Deng Li Jun of 2011. Haha! :D Pretty and classy. Not old. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta felt like make-up artist of the day and I was glad I was able to practice my make-up skills! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire wedding went on smoothly with minor glitches here and there but, all in all, it was successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm just tired of blogging cos it's taking too long and I never intended to blog for so long. So I shall end here. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8853642928625412048?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8853642928625412048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8853642928625412048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8853642928625412048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8853642928625412048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/jasminelwin-wedding.html' title='Jasmin+Elwin wedding'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-3262596635665569904</id><published>2011-10-29T14:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T14:41:41.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th birthday with baby</title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm finally gonna blog about my birthday. Let's blog about my ACTUAL birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was boring as usual, but cos I had a mad headache the previous night, I slept super early and was super awake and energetic in class. And then met "new friend" Samantha Lu. Lol! She's actually from BFS so it's weird to say she's a new friend. Anyway after school we braved a freaking thunderstorm/rain to walk to Macs just for McValue lunch. Wth. Haha! Good thing I was wearing crocs so my shoes remained unscathed through the entire &lt;i&gt;journey&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch I was supposed to head home to wait for baby to pick me up from home for dinner together, but since my bladder was bursting, I decided to take bus 5 to Simei to pee. Then baby told me that he isn't gonna be done at CGH soon so I decided to join him there. Initially we estimated that the check-up would end at 3plus pm but it ended only at around 5.30pm, so I decided not to go home and just go to the dinner place from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, we only had my lousy phone camera and 2 films left in my polaroid. Thank goodness I decided to bring it &lt;i&gt;for fun, &lt;/i&gt;to take with Cuijie. Haha! So from CGH we took a cab to Dempsey Hill and ate at this&lt;br /&gt;Spanish restaurant called &lt;a href="http://www.don-quijote-restaurants.com/"&gt;Don Quijote&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WP-FMmfntu4/TquRVOk3sFI/AAAAAAAACjA/bXJ0KmHL4gE/s1600/IMAG0452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WP-FMmfntu4/TquRVOk3sFI/AAAAAAAACjA/bXJ0KmHL4gE/s320/IMAG0452.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive the quality of the photos cos my phone camera is seriously damn lousy even though it's 5MP. Fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the time we reached, it was only 6plus pm and still very quiet over at Dempsey. The weather was good cos it rained and was really cooling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7q6diIjToPM/TquRfCr5xzI/AAAAAAAACjI/prSh6VKivp8/s1600/IMAG0453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7q6diIjToPM/TquRfCr5xzI/AAAAAAAACjI/prSh6VKivp8/s320/IMAG0453.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I felt that the environment was more comfortable than Esmirada. Plus service was &amp;nbsp;a lot better in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0R56Q0C1xs/TquRK7zZ2mI/AAAAAAAACi4/Kk3vmKyzgVw/s1600/IMAG0451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0R56Q0C1xs/TquRK7zZ2mI/AAAAAAAACi4/Kk3vmKyzgVw/s320/IMAG0451.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkHvbfwI7LA/TquR6DzK1TI/AAAAAAAACjg/nrC9gKA1xso/s1600/IMAG0457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkHvbfwI7LA/TquR6DzK1TI/AAAAAAAACjg/nrC9gKA1xso/s320/IMAG0457.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2pr7mu_Fx8/TquRnbc_8LI/AAAAAAAACjQ/Y6xZ8wbV5mo/s1600/IMAG0454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2pr7mu_Fx8/TquRnbc_8LI/AAAAAAAACjQ/Y6xZ8wbV5mo/s320/IMAG0454.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby ordered a jug of Sangria Tinto for us to share and we were served rolls with their garlic butter. The Sangria was awesome!! It's actually red wine but tastes really light and slightly fruit, without losing the alchoholic factor. Damn good! :D It costs $58 for a jug, which could pour up to 5-6 glasses, and $13/ glass. Baby said it was more worth it to buy by jug so we did. And the rolls were just plain rolls, but the garlic butter was good! It tastes a lot more buttery than normal garlic spread and was delicious with the rolls. Just this alone would have been good enough for me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbe15Np9qoo/TquSCXtze1I/AAAAAAAACjo/79aDZoIKFX8/s1600/IMAG0458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbe15Np9qoo/TquSCXtze1I/AAAAAAAACjo/79aDZoIKFX8/s320/IMAG0458.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fried Calamari. I like that it doesn't taste too oily and is still crispy after it turns cold. The sauce tastes like tartar sauce but is orange. Hmm, I don't this one cos it's sweet? And I naturally have a tendency not to use sauces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHCbSDWBtDI/TquSKrAqcTI/AAAAAAAACjw/GRI73Nqu7uI/s1600/IMAG0459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHCbSDWBtDI/TquSKrAqcTI/AAAAAAAACjw/GRI73Nqu7uI/s320/IMAG0459.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Asparagus rolled in bacon. I don't really eat asparagus, like how I don't like to eat other vegetables, but this is not bad. Baby said it tastes different from the asparagus rolled in bacon from elsewhere. I'm not sure about that cos I've never tried this dish outside, but the bacon tastes balances out with the &lt;i&gt;green-ness &lt;/i&gt;in the asparagus so (Y) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu7RzebPJME/TquSR3bCBII/AAAAAAAACj4/0RfivkTiMls/s1600/IMAG0460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu7RzebPJME/TquSR3bCBII/AAAAAAAACj4/0RfivkTiMls/s320/IMAG0460.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ordered this Kebab cos baby kept saying that the portion was small. The portion of this dish was actually BIG. But it costs $20, so yeah, bigger is better. Hahah! :D Anyway I like the wedges of this more than the one served in the Mixed Platter at Esmirada. Both are good because they are salted and you actually taste potato in it. Not like some fried potato skin tubes that are hollow inside. Lol! But I prefer this cos it is lightly peppered and thinner than those at Esmirada. The ones at Esmirada are so thick you actually become full after eating just 4 wedges. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the kebab, I think the first half of it tastes good. But after awhile it tastes slightly bland. Or maybe cos I at the entire kebab at one go instead of mixing with the other dishes. It's still good, but I would have prefer it to be tastier :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCCc5-rppCk/TquSYj9oKJI/AAAAAAAACkA/OkkUzFwv1So/s1600/IMAG0461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCCc5-rppCk/TquSYj9oKJI/AAAAAAAACkA/OkkUzFwv1So/s320/IMAG0461.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, i forgot to take an untouched picture of this. It's saffron rice with beef and sausage. Okay all these dishes have fancy Spanish names but I cannot remember, so I'm just describing the ingredients. Haha! this is awesome! We choose this to be Al Dante and whooo~~ Super nice :D Apparently this is called Paella or something like that, and I've also tried something similar at Esmirada. I'd say the one at Esmirada didn't really leave me with a very good/deep impression, so I'd think this is better. In case you were wondering, Esmirada is not really a Spanish place. It's more of a Mediterranean restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole the experience was really good! :D Okay honestly the Sangria played a very important role. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIjr_V4eQnQ/TquRuGF28jI/AAAAAAAACjY/vOYrRiMySZ8/s1600/IMAG0455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIjr_V4eQnQ/TquRuGF28jI/AAAAAAAACjY/vOYrRiMySZ8/s320/IMAG0455.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A pretty good picture of us, but too bad the camera is bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner we caught The Three Musketeers at Lido. The movie was soso only. Then baby sent me home and that pretty much sums up how I spent my birthday! :D Though it was really simple, I still enjoyed myself a lot! Thank you baby! &amp;lt;3 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31Ar_Fyd3Gw/Tquf8kmsRJI/AAAAAAAACkI/G7hgZmUmHD0/s1600/Don+Quijote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31Ar_Fyd3Gw/Tquf8kmsRJI/AAAAAAAACkI/G7hgZmUmHD0/s1600/Don+Quijote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-3262596635665569904?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/3262596635665569904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=3262596635665569904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3262596635665569904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/3262596635665569904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/20th-birthday-with-baby.html' title='20th birthday with baby'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WP-FMmfntu4/TquRVOk3sFI/AAAAAAAACjA/bXJ0KmHL4gE/s72-c/IMAG0452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-1668839323982974705</id><published>2011-10-27T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:23:56.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was woken up in the morning by Kiewu's call telling me that he had already waited really long for Yewhong at the gate but Yewhong was nowhere to be seen and couldn't be contacted. Naturally I became worried, and so were Kiewu and Esther. Turns out it was just that the immigration queue was super long and just made the boy pissed and not having slept throughout the entire night flight didn't help either.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness Kiewu stayed long enough to wait for him instead of like calling the police or reporting like missing person or something. I even told Kiewu to do an intercomm announcement for Mr Quek Yew Hong. Hahaha! Kiewu and I even feared that he had been detained at the customs for having brought food in! Thinking back, it all seems really stupid. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I finally got out of bed when an un-dulan Yewhong called a no-longer worried me. Haha! By then it was already 11plus am Singapore time. I had to get out of bed to go buy materials for Jasmin's wedding preparation. In case you were wondering, I have been assigned to prepare the Love Contract for Elwin to read out loud and sign during the gatecrash. And technically that's the only thing that needs beforehand preparation besides the games, which can be done just 1 day before. Yeah, cos I'm the only &lt;i&gt;sister &lt;/i&gt;who's not having any exams. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I made my way to Tampines and decided to eat sinfully. Bought Koi and bumped into Iffah! :D I seriously haven't seen her in ages and yeah, once upon a time, we were in TAF club together, slacked our entire 2.4km together, and raised hands for not having done any homework together. Whenever there was any homework due, we'd look and each other and made eye contact that screamed "Did you do your homework?" though we both know that the answer is always "No". Haha! After O's she went to TPJC and I went to NP and we never saw each other...until now. Haha! It was nice bumping into an old classmate/friend. We were classmates for our entire secondary school life. It was even fun when we were in some kinda fatties clique with like Cheryl, Siewyin, Huixin, Weiting and me, though Weiting is like DAMN NOT fat. She's skinny in fact. Lol! After awhile, like after graduation, no one was fat anymore. Or at least no one looked fat anymore. Haha! I even remember how much I love to single-handedly unhook her bra in class. Haha!! :D That was how I practised :D And it was fun! :D Oh well, those were the days... &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I carried on with my materials shopping and here I am! HOME! I've already drafted the contract last week, but today, i'm gonna have to design it :S I've never been good at art &amp;amp; craft so I'm pretty scared, but I'll try my best :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I drafted for the contract:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I, ElwinSim, promise to love you, my beloved wife Jasmin, with all my heart and my soul.I will satisfy your demands to the best of my abilities and accede to your allrequests . By default, I make the important decisions, but you can overridethem with yours so long as it pleases you. In fact, you can have the final sayin anything &amp;nbsp;even if it means having towear your pajamas to sleep. To me you're the most beautiful human being and Iwould look at no other woman, unless she is ugly and I want to laugh ather.&amp;nbsp; When you're sad, I'll cheer you upand when you're bullied, I'll be the first to stand up for you. I'll be yourteddy bear to hug to sleep and kiss you good morning even if you have bazookabad breath. I understand that random mood swings and PMS bitch fits are beyondthe comprehension of men, but no matter what, I will still put up with it. Ifwe were to have any arguments or disagreements in the future, I promise that nomatter what, it is my fault and I'm sorry. I will be there to listen to yourconstant rambling and promise to respond physically even if my mind iswandering elsewhere. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By signingthis contract, I hereby commit myself to&amp;nbsp;fulfilling all of the above.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;:D Not bad eh? :D Anyway I want to blog about my birthday but maybe in the evening. Right now I've got some work to do! :D&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/12759321-1668839323982974705?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1668839323982974705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=1668839323982974705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1668839323982974705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/1668839323982974705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-was-woken-up-in-morning-by-kiewus.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-456212315570410140</id><published>2011-10-26T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:50:43.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJn06-Hbir8/Tqgac6U4oZI/AAAAAAAACig/Bo5u7s1tYxQ/s1600/IMAG0463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJn06-Hbir8/Tqgac6U4oZI/AAAAAAAACig/Bo5u7s1tYxQ/s320/IMAG0463.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you bubu, but I'm so much stronger already :) At least I didn't dash into the toilet to cry this time. In fact, I was completely alright until I read your message. The problem is, your messages are so loving and gentle that they just make me warm and fuzzy inside when I'm happy and when I'm not so happy, it makes me wanna scream and sob hard like a little girl. Emotional overkill. But still, I like it. I like how you always send me messages after you check in. It makes me feel less left behind :) &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3195Ylacoo/TqgbgVfOBeI/AAAAAAAACiw/VoWDeGlQjRk/s1600/IMAG0464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3195Ylacoo/TqgbgVfOBeI/AAAAAAAACiw/VoWDeGlQjRk/s320/IMAG0464.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, look at the 2 pillows. Both belong to my collection of favourite pillows, but the one on the left was given to baby like, some 1yr and 8mths ago, and the one on the right has always been with me ever since I was 12. Spot the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-456212315570410140?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/456212315570410140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=456212315570410140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/456212315570410140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/456212315570410140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-gonna-miss-you-bubu-but-im-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJn06-Hbir8/Tqgac6U4oZI/AAAAAAAACig/Bo5u7s1tYxQ/s72-c/IMAG0463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-9106836085463378495</id><published>2011-10-23T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:57:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9A09EbMBSY/TqQ5ORzWU8I/AAAAAAAACiY/pel6zPUSh_I/s1600/Me%252Bmum%2Breplica.png" imageanchor="1" style=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9A09EbMBSY/TqQ5ORzWU8I/AAAAAAAACiY/pel6zPUSh_I/s400/Me%252Bmum%2Breplica.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We thought mum and I look extremely alike in this photo except for our eyes. Haha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-9106836085463378495?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/9106836085463378495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=9106836085463378495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9106836085463378495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9106836085463378495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/mum-and-i.html' title='Mum and I'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9A09EbMBSY/TqQ5ORzWU8I/AAAAAAAACiY/pel6zPUSh_I/s72-c/Me%252Bmum%2Breplica.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-8185150635767937427</id><published>2011-10-21T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T23:22:11.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koi died</title><content type='html'>Hello! Yesterday was 20th October 2011, which means I've had my tongue piercing for 2 years already! Omg, how time flies... *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the mega sweet boyfriend came to pick me up from school! :D We had lunch with Cuijie at Makan place before heading back to the east. Baby had tattoo removal session at 3.50pm. After we came back from CGH, we found out that one of our bigger fishes had died :/ Just a few days ago it was still sick, but alive. Dad said maybe it has been raining too much these days and the water turned too acidic. In fact, he just bought coarse salt this morning to neutralize the water in the fish pond, but too bad, this big guy here didn't survive :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCEblEwkON0/TqF-S2KZF6I/AAAAAAAACh0/oc5d5hjVZk8/s1600/IMAG0447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCEblEwkON0/TqF-S2KZF6I/AAAAAAAACh0/oc5d5hjVZk8/s320/IMAG0447.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tciM2fmDa0w/TqF-gr_b-lI/AAAAAAAACh8/YrJKpd07xLo/s1600/IMAG0448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tciM2fmDa0w/TqF-gr_b-lI/AAAAAAAACh8/YrJKpd07xLo/s320/IMAG0448.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQxkzl490vM/TqF-vzY6eeI/AAAAAAAACiE/zVsibNgOcc8/s1600/IMAG0449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQxkzl490vM/TqF-vzY6eeI/AAAAAAAACiE/zVsibNgOcc8/s320/IMAG0449.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't just leave it in the pond cos the bacteria may affect the other fishes and the other portions of the pond were also out of bounds cos they run the same filters so the water flowing in them are all the same. At the same time, we&amp;nbsp;didn't know what to do with it and decided to just leave it in a pail. Actually, baby was really cute. When he discovered this, he told me to call my dad and ask him what to do. LOL! Seriously, we've had fishes ever since we moved here...that's like 14 years. We've surely seen enough of fishes dying, so just another one dying is not that much of a big deal. After all, all living things come and go. And this one has already been sick for some time, so I guess my dad had already expected it to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough when someone or something dies (pests and food excluded) you feel sad, but it's just the way of life. I guess it's just cute that baby seemed anxious about the death of the koi. Haha! Maybe he's sort of developed some feelings for them after having fed them regularly for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compassionate guy huh? &amp;lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're interested in &lt;a href="http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2009/03/koi.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE TRAGIC KOI STORY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-8185150635767937427?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/8185150635767937427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=8185150635767937427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8185150635767937427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/8185150635767937427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/koi-died.html' title='Koi died'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCEblEwkON0/TqF-S2KZF6I/AAAAAAAACh0/oc5d5hjVZk8/s72-c/IMAG0447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-527527804627712405</id><published>2011-10-20T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:06:31.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm SUPER SIAN RIGHT NOW!! IM is damn difficult. I cannot seem to make much sense of what I'm transferring into my notes :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-527527804627712405?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/527527804627712405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=527527804627712405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/527527804627712405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/527527804627712405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-super-sian-right-now-im-is-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4654519342921130071</id><published>2011-10-20T08:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:47:30.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The plan was to go cycling early in the morning. Apparently, Dad forgot to wake me up but baby called in the morning. But by then it was already 7.40am? Slightly later than the time I expected the leave the house, and now it's 8.47am and it's freaking hot and sunny. How? :( Lazy already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-4654519342921130071?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4654519342921130071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4654519342921130071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4654519342921130071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4654519342921130071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/plan-was-to-go-cycling-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4617807506100670204</id><published>2011-10-19T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:12:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, I had a pretty fun dinner/hang-out with baby's friends(Casslynn &amp;amp; co) today :D It's great cos I feel less awkward/uncomfortable with them now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-4617807506100670204?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4617807506100670204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4617807506100670204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4617807506100670204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4617807506100670204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-i-had-pretty-fun-dinnerhang-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-9140923246019789322</id><published>2011-10-18T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T00:46:30.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat ----&gt; Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNb4OiSqn5Y/Tpxbs6BDqFI/AAAAAAAAChs/xOMIrQK-j8M/s1600/tiger.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNb4OiSqn5Y/Tpxbs6BDqFI/AAAAAAAAChs/xOMIrQK-j8M/s400/tiger.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not a fan of cats at all, BUT THE KITTY ON TOP IS SUPER DUPER CUTE!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-9140923246019789322?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/9140923246019789322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=9140923246019789322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9140923246019789322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/9140923246019789322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/cat-tiger.html' title='Cat ----&gt; Tiger'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZNb4OiSqn5Y/Tpxbs6BDqFI/AAAAAAAAChs/xOMIrQK-j8M/s72-c/tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-4647308857494273202</id><published>2011-10-17T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:37:11.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my favourite funny commercial!! :D&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CKthceSGlyM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-4647308857494273202?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/4647308857494273202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=4647308857494273202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4647308857494273202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/4647308857494273202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-my-favourite-funny-commercial-d.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CKthceSGlyM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2695946209182574754</id><published>2011-10-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:01:03.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My favourite show now is The X Factor on channel 5 :D But the show timings are like very irregular. I clearly remembered it was every thursday 6pm, then suddenly it became thursday and friday, and now it's monday, wednesday and friday :/ A bit difficult to follow like that :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2695946209182574754?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2695946209182574754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2695946209182574754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2695946209182574754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2695946209182574754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-favourite-show-now-is-x-factor-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-844014242381493475</id><published>2011-10-17T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:54:31.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny commercials</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-2CCng9FfOE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;I WISH!!! HAHAHA!! :D&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wJ8RyGxrxVM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Someone should just start selling "The Boyfriend" already! HAHHA!! :DOMG there's even "The Girlfriend"!! HAHHA!! Okay I think the girlfriend version is funnier! HAH! :D&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zPcWCXBizoY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-844014242381493475?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/844014242381493475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=844014242381493475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/844014242381493475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/844014242381493475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wish-hahaha-d.html' title='Funny commercials'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-2CCng9FfOE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7862815816697261232</id><published>2011-10-16T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T01:22:35.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N9 no more</title><content type='html'>I may not be getting the N9 anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some excerpts from GSM Arena:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If anyone is let down, it's the Nokia N9 itself. The platform is as good as doomed. Forsaken by its own creator. With Nokia giving up on MeeGo and a price tag that confines the N9 to a premium niche, it will be next to impossible for the OS to grow a substantial user base. Without users, developers won’t be too interested in MeeGo either. And the limited number of apps is the platform's biggest weakness."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the N9 Ovi market is not the same as the Symbian Ovi market. Gsmarena describes it as being worse than the Windows Market. Then it must be seriously DISGUSTING. I really really want the N9, but I want some apps too! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The moral of the story is that Nokia N9 is a great phone that simply arrived at the wrong place in the wrong time. If you're looking at a lasting relationship, it needs to be based on unconditional love. OK, good, it’s an easy phone to fall in love with. But you'd better be the monogamous type too."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!! I'm damn loyal...but she isn't the right one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, what should I change to now :( Anyway I feel really cheated. Cos I've been faithfully waiting for N9 to be released, and now that it is, I realise that the Ovi App store is beyond pathetic :( Plus, Nokia's gonna release a WP7 clone of N9 called Nokia 800(Nokia Sun). Wth! Seriously, it could be the perfect phone but it's WinMo. Geez, why can't Nokia use Android?!?! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What phone am I gonna save $$ for now?!?! :( x 1 million&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7862815816697261232?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7862815816697261232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7862815816697261232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7862815816697261232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7862815816697261232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/n9-no-more.html' title='N9 no more'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-6428582922174884033</id><published>2011-10-16T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:32:14.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's chinese meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxegPaCMRqw/Tpmz7NuxM8I/AAAAAAAAChY/ldtZS55vfmE/s1600/IMAG0442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxegPaCMRqw/Tpmz7NuxM8I/AAAAAAAAChY/ldtZS55vfmE/s320/IMAG0442.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home cooked chinese meal by baby boy and I :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsuUtoGrwKc/Tpm0IdUMVNI/AAAAAAAAChg/hBW3GWGnzy0/s1600/IMAG0443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsuUtoGrwKc/Tpm0IdUMVNI/AAAAAAAAChg/hBW3GWGnzy0/s320/IMAG0443.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's totally looking grumpy here cos he didn't want to let me take his photo but finallyyyy agreed to let me keep it :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway these days I've been feeling like somewhat down, and such, but baby always says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No matter what you'll always have me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-6428582922174884033?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/6428582922174884033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=6428582922174884033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6428582922174884033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/6428582922174884033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/babys-chinese-meal.html' title='Baby&apos;s chinese meal'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SxegPaCMRqw/Tpmz7NuxM8I/AAAAAAAAChY/ldtZS55vfmE/s72-c/IMAG0442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-2806311506419665882</id><published>2011-10-12T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:59:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 ways to love</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out what is your style of love with this simple quiz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=5lovelanguages"&gt;http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=5lovelanguages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiling showed me this a few days ago and I thought I'd show y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it! You may be surprised by your answer, but if you think about it, you may realise that what you thought would be your love style actually isn't! LOL! Take it with a pinch of salt though ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-2806311506419665882?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/2806311506419665882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=2806311506419665882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2806311506419665882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/2806311506419665882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-find-out-what-is-your-style-of.html' title='5 ways to love'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-7801647358751600498</id><published>2011-10-11T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:15:34.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby almost fought with hooligans</title><content type='html'>Today started off really well, but sorta went downhill. Even left me with a very memorable, if not traumatizing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby *hugs you tightly*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-7801647358751600498?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7801647358751600498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=7801647358751600498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7801647358751600498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/7801647358751600498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-almost-fought-with-hooligans.html' title='Baby almost fought with hooligans'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-948360802078033425</id><published>2011-10-10T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T00:24:15.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYX HAUL</title><content type='html'>I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY RECEIVED MY CHERRYCULTURE STUFF!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's technically only been 12 days since my first order was mailed and average delivery time is 8-12 days for international orders. Shiok thing is, I got BOTH orders today! :D I actually really had a gut feeling it was coming today but didn't want to give myself false hope cos that was exactly how I felt for the past 12 days. LOL!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;If you're a guy, that's the end of this post for you. Thanks for reading. Do come again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hello girls, you might be interested in this :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut the crap and go straight to the point. I mentioned that I'll do a review and here it is. It includes all the NYX products that I own, including those that I have bought from Smoochiezz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;We have&lt;b&gt; NYX Round Lipsticks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu8XKoZ8L4Y/TpL_NLbN5NI/AAAAAAAACgw/_0wbm35lXTk/s1600/IMG_0856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu8XKoZ8L4Y/TpL_NLbN5NI/AAAAAAAACgw/_0wbm35lXTk/s320/IMG_0856.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Athena (LEEHUILING LOOK AT THIS PLEASE), Pure Nude, Strawberry Milk, Femme, Circe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are incredibly emollient. They melt like crap. So I mentioned earlier that my Athena melted? Well, soon after my Pure Nude started melting at the base, which sucks cos I do like Pure Nude. And I kept wondering how come they melted but not my Femme and Strawberry Milk (which were from a later purchase). I later found out that the reason for the melting at base was cos I didn't store my lipsticks upright. Apparently some other goon, besides me of course, had the same problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLiCXA1iMLw/TpL_TN4x2BI/AAAAAAAACg0/9J-I7QGaXFk/s1600/IMG_0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLiCXA1iMLw/TpL_TN4x2BI/AAAAAAAACg0/9J-I7QGaXFk/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Swatches in the same order. Apparently, Athena is completely unwearable. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NYX Round Lipsticks have good colour payoff, are creamy and not drying, but at the same time it tends to go off easily :/ And if you apply like a 3rd coat, too much of the product would be applied and then you gotta blot off and reapply again = waste. But all in all, colours are beautiful, but really needa take note of the kinda colours that might not suit you. Sad to say, Strawberry milk may not suit me afterall :( Oh, I would like to talk about Circe. I bought it for fun cos I just wanted to order a round lipstick in my 2nd batch cos it was freaking cheap. According to my "research", Circe is a relatively new colour and is a very popular nude shade. I tried it on, and yes, it's good :D I guess it's not too light to make me look washed out, neither is it too dark to look like a taupe lipstick. Good to nudify lips for a look that is more focused on eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Smoochiezz sells them at like $6/pc which is already a steal for something of this quality, but then I got it at a DIRT CHEAP price. For my 2nd batch, each round lipstick only costs SGD$2.50 after factoring in shipping :D It's at a 25% discount, but even if it isn't, the price is still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NYX Matte Lipstick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tc_4zrLijVw/TpL_YNlx99I/AAAAAAAACg4/o5jH7po-BgM/s1600/IMG_0859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tc_4zrLijVw/TpL_YNlx99I/AAAAAAAACg4/o5jH7po-BgM/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a colour called Hippie Chic, and it doesn't look like this in reality. This picture makes the lipstick look a lot more orangey and stronger. In actual fact it looks like a coral-ly nude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJKo4YUvxP8/TpL_ftNz2VI/AAAAAAAACg8/VNW6sqQ95fU/s1600/IMG_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJKo4YUvxP8/TpL_ftNz2VI/AAAAAAAACg8/VNW6sqQ95fU/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the one above the other colours. As you can see, it's pretty similar to Pure Nude but slightly darker and...matte. Haha! I wanted to try their matte lipstick because their round lipsticks have a tendency to be abit too creamy? Or I just feel like it won't last. Plus I hate the feeling of wearing lipstick. Feels artificial and sticky...bad for kissing too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the BEST THING EVER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;NYX Soft Matte Lip Cream :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoXLeaJ4LU4/TpL_BgIaB4I/AAAAAAAACgo/oFXvyxKeTzs/s1600/IMG_0854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoXLeaJ4LU4/TpL_BgIaB4I/AAAAAAAACgo/oFXvyxKeTzs/s320/IMG_0854.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly like the description on the tube, it's not a lipgloss or a lipstick, it's something you've never experienced before, but I LOVE IT!! :D I have 4 of them. I bought 1 for my sister cos she was working so hard for her projects so it's like her little "reward". Man, I'm an awesome sister...plus it's really a damn good product. You see, it is used like a lip gloss, but it's pigmentation and texture is just like a lipstick. Weird huh? When applying, it's light and when it dries, it's exactly like a matte lipstick, but even better. I guess some matte lipsticks tend to be really drying? Like this Loreal one I have. Unbearable. This is at most only mildy drying, but still feels really comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdbVZxZs954/TpL_HLlSU9I/AAAAAAAACgs/bepGjSo526U/s1600/IMG_0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdbVZxZs954/TpL_HLlSU9I/AAAAAAAACgs/bepGjSo526U/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Tokyo, Istanbul, Antwerp, Sao Paolo, Monte Carlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo is a light nudish baby pink, very suitable for a light and flirty girl look. Istanbul is sorta like a darker version of Tokyo? But it's very wearable it isn't very striking, yet the pink is pretty obvious. It's what i would describe as "pure pink". Lol! I like Istanbul :D Following that is Antwerp. Yes I really like Antwerp too! It's a darker coral colour and looks really natural. It's something I'd wear when I feel really cheerful, or even to school everyday! I have no comments about Sao Paolo because it's not mine, but the -colour is pretty too! Looks good on my sister at least... a more dull and less striking red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monte Carlo. I absolutely adore Monte Carlo. It's a "pure red". Damn, i'm getting bad at description. LOL! What can I say? It's the kind of red you would wear when you're seriously out to kill, or when you just want to feel powerful. Basically these lip creams last quite long(definitely longer than the round lipsticks) and almost don't require touch-ups unless there is consumption (drinks/food). Tested and proven by yours truly. Even after food, the fading is not really very very obvious, unless it's like Monte Carlo or Tokyo where the colours are supposedly stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This costs $11 at Smoochiezz, I bought it at USD$4.99, but I calculated that after shipping, conversion and discount, it's only about SGD$5-6? Okay, I bought it before discount. Max is $8 each. See, I saved $3! :D Just to clarify, Smoochiezz is awesome okay. Love the boss cos she's really nice, no postage fees, and short waiting time. Just that I prefer to save money. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NYX Lip Plumper in Pamela (Anderson)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1EV4yg3KL0/TpL_kvA_EBI/AAAAAAAAChA/VHlYA_pskOQ/s1600/IMG_0861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1EV4yg3KL0/TpL_kvA_EBI/AAAAAAAAChA/VHlYA_pskOQ/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this was a "for fun" purchase. I always wanted to know what it looked or felt like to have plump lips cos I don't have it. Hmm..I tried it for a very short time just now. The commonly described as "tingly" feeling was actually abit like spicy. It felt spicy on your lips, which was really bearable. I could really feel my lips plumping, but I couldn't really see it? Maybe cos I'm just blind or I didn't leave it on for long enough. It was cheap too. USD$5.99 or $4.99?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NYX Jumbo Eye Pencil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ITKFlufBmQ/TpL_peYK4aI/AAAAAAAAChE/MsclJkWUNSY/s1600/IMG_0863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ITKFlufBmQ/TpL_peYK4aI/AAAAAAAAChE/MsclJkWUNSY/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From bottom: French Fries, Iced Mocha, Pots and Pans, Slate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours are pretty and quite pigmented. Runs smoothly on hand and on eye area. I would think these could make my perfect smokey eye combis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN-6iemUHsU/TpL_u_eNp4I/AAAAAAAAChI/5whBCxTU4Xc/s1600/IMG_0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN-6iemUHsU/TpL_u_eNp4I/AAAAAAAAChI/5whBCxTU4Xc/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tonnes of funky colours for the jumbo eye pencils but I chose basic ones cos that's what I needed. I tried them on with the Monte Carlo lip cream and I think they go well together for a glam night out! :D Okay the silver goes better. The bronzey combi is suitable with another lip colour. But still, I love them :D Only around USD$1.99 or $2.99 each at Cherryculture, $6 or $6.50 at Smoochiezz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NYX Slim Eye Pencil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbkhPrsG9A0/TpL_5TG3I3I/AAAAAAAAChQ/Qpg8UJOufoM/s1600/IMG_0868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbkhPrsG9A0/TpL_5TG3I3I/AAAAAAAAChQ/Qpg8UJOufoM/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been getting bored of plain black eyeliners, I decided to try coloured liners. For a period of time in my teenage years, I thought coloured liners were only for ahlians. Cos my first eyeliner was a navy shade and it just made me look terrible and my cousins said it looked very ahlian. Anyway, the incident that changed my mentality was when I stayed back to accompany Yewhong for his Napfa test and was waiting for the guys with Nicole and we started chatting. I realised she had coloured liner which looked pretty good. So I realised that it can actually be worked. Just depending on how and...ballz. HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSw7hbXWzhY/TpL_zRJAAsI/AAAAAAAAChM/_T4Hl0f_4gk/s1600/IMG_0867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSw7hbXWzhY/TpL_zRJAAsI/AAAAAAAAChM/_T4Hl0f_4gk/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Seafoam Green, Emerald City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the entire lot, this was the most disappointing. I had expected the Emerald Green to be like this but shimmery. Apparently it turned out otherwise. Seafoam green is shimmery and subtle. Quite pretty, but not fantastic. My sis also ordered Emerald Green and she commented that the eyeliner is pretty coarse/hard. I tried and agree to a certain extent. It did feel slightly "rough" but it could be because it wasn't sharpened so the outside later of the lead is dried and hard. I've got other eyeliners which were like this too. Both of them are not bad, but not fantastic. Not in love, but might be in the future. Who knows? I'm so optimistic! :D Lol! What irony...Huiling was just saying that I was too negative when we met in the afternoon. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kJNDC6cK0Jo/TpL_9S8hpzI/AAAAAAAAChU/U6LaLUNNPDw/s1600/IMG_0869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kJNDC6cK0Jo/TpL_9S8hpzI/AAAAAAAAChU/U6LaLUNNPDw/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;FREE GIFT!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of this came with each of my order so my sis and I took 1 each. Super nice right! Just what I needed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Verdict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I think NYX products are not bad or even good! :D They are really really cheap and apparently very common in US. NYX is a US brand fyi. I guess it's something like Singapore's SilkyGirl? If SilkyGirl is even Singapore's to begin with. Idk why I wouldn't bother trying SilkyGirl even though it's cheap. I guess it's just that everyone just tells you that SilkyGirl is bad and the advertising and marketing just seems like a huge turn-off for consumers. Well, I would definitely purchase NYX products again in the future...but maybe skip the round lipsticks. Not that they are bad, it's just a personal preference thing. I just prefer mattes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I cut short this post by a lot. By cutting, I mean I don't even type much. I'd expected this post to be super duper lengthy, if it isn't already. But I realise that there isn't even that much to say...or rather I don't feel like saying that much. LOL! I hope this review helps! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I had fun blogging about this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-948360802078033425?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/948360802078033425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12759321&amp;postID=948360802078033425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/948360802078033425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12759321/posts/default/948360802078033425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/2011/10/nyx-haul.html' title='NYX HAUL'/><author><name>jolzwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu8XKoZ8L4Y/TpL_NLbN5NI/AAAAAAAACgw/_0wbm35lXTk/s72-c/IMG_0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12759321.post-680334849484540010</id><published>2011-10-09T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T15:57:47.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am crazy :( I just ordered 2 brushes(eyeshadow and lip, totally necessary) and a 100 colour ELF studio eyeshadow palette. I think all these makeup stuff are making me nuts. LOL! Then again the 100 colour palette is only freaking SGD$22. Haha! So...take it as my "starter" kit? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12759321-680334849484540010?l=lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostinmyillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/680334849484540010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html'
