<?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-5603877397177981050</id><updated>2012-02-05T07:24:49.951+08:00</updated><category term='lovelove'/><category term='DREAMINGaway'/><category term='JUSTanotherDAY'/><category term='mubee'/><category term='For Marnies'/><category term='emo'/><category term='dip dip thinkings'/><category term='song'/><category term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><category term='DIVE'/><category term='faMily'/><category term='Hospitalization'/><category term='clubbing'/><category term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>ahevepluto ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>533</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3625544660625579387</id><published>2011-11-21T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:04:25.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved house</title><content type='html'>I have sort of, MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;a href="http://www.ahevepluto.com/"&gt;www.ahevepluto.com&lt;/a&gt; please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3625544660625579387?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3625544660625579387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3625544660625579387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3625544660625579387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3625544660625579387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/11/moved-house.html' title='Moved house'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-2009352474886164334</id><published>2011-11-21T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:19:55.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospitalization'/><title type='text'>The Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's what I went through....... (where many are curious about, I assumed...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzJU4EzhH5s/TraktLuiVKI/AAAAAAAABMQ/R36n73TyUa4/s1600/royalty-free-surgery-clipart-illustration-442072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzJU4EzhH5s/TraktLuiVKI/AAAAAAAABMQ/R36n73TyUa4/s320/royalty-free-surgery-clipart-illustration-442072.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eve went for a major surgery....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 October 2011, Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock ticked away, I was only at my work desk slogging my ass out. I was racing against time, in preparation for a long long leave. I managed to complete the handover only at 12am. Before I knew it, I was at home, knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the reason why I couldn't answer if I felt worried or nervous. Numerous people had asked me. I guess I was probably toooo tired out to even have a little time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 October 2011, Wednesday (Public Holiday- Deepavali)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun shone on my backside, I dread waking up. While almost all of my friends&amp;nbsp;were utilizing this public holiday, for me,&amp;nbsp;it was the day I had to clear my bowels for the operation happening a day later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMD9pHR9mfY/TranJPlY58I/AAAAAAAABMg/tK1rVyb61wk/s1600/IMG_0582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMD9pHR9mfY/TranJPlY58I/AAAAAAAABMg/tK1rVyb61wk/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prevent dehydration instructions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_ASKLFZK8/Tram9E0TVUI/AAAAAAAABMY/G0COX-3H1Nw/s1600/IMG_0583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_ASKLFZK8/Tram9E0TVUI/AAAAAAAABMY/G0COX-3H1Nw/s320/IMG_0583.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laxatives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Completely lost my mood by the time the clock hits 2pm...&amp;nbsp;I was really nervous, wondered how it would be like to drown myself with the prescribed laxatives....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At 4pm, had my first dose. The syrup tasted saltish. I mixed with my favourite Apple Juice and it felt a little better. I waited. For my first poop. Nothing happened till 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right from my first visit to the toilet, I never stopped visiting the toilet till...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At 8pm, came another dose. But this time, I couldn't drink as easily as I did with the first round. In fact, I didn't finish the bottle. I was almost&amp;nbsp;in tears when Fatboy tried to feed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There I sat, a little terrified to move. Any movement I made, will send a tingling sensation to my bowels. All of a sudden, I puked at 10pm. Not little, but a lot.&amp;nbsp;I puked so much I felt I even puked whatever I consumed the day before and the day before the day before! I felt miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Came 11.50pm, I quickly drank a cup of hot Milo, for god-knows-when can I next have it again! Time to fast at 12am so I went to sleep at 12.30am in order not to think about any thirst or hunger. But woke at 2am, to clear my bowels. It seemed to be never-ending. Even when I already have nothing to poop. It washorrible. It was even worse when, till then, I still have the laxatives taste in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 October 2011, Thursday (D-Day)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Appointment was scheduled at 10.30am and operation was supposed to be at 1pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I woke at 8am...&amp;nbsp;Anxiously packed my stuff for the hospital stay, showered from head to toe, chose the light loose dress, removed all my body jewelleries. I didn't feel any thirst or hunger at all despite I had my last proper meal like close to 24hrs ago. I guess it was because of "worry".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Journey to the hospital was a quiet one. Too much things on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Registered myself at Admission at 10.30am, was asked to wait a little while before I was being attended. Afterwhich, was advised to head to Day Surgery department for preparation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Won't go too much into personal details for the pre-surgery preparation here&amp;nbsp;though, except that I was told the clearing bowels "feel" won't subside just like that. Oh man, the feeling of pooping was still there!! It was already more than 12hrs since I first drank the initial dose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The short wait, because of being nervous, seemed to be a long and irritating wait. So much so I vented my aggravation on the innocent Fatboy, whom didn't walk out of me, but instead continued to stay by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After a what seemed to be the longest wait, I was then being led to the surgery waiting area. That is where I had to change into the operation robes which comes in blue (inner)&amp;nbsp;and purple-pink (outer). The nurse told Fatboy to check my ward to see if room is okay. I was like "huh? hotel stay ar? need to see if satisfactory?" That is also when I last seen Fatboy before I lose and gain consciousness again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I still couldn't feel the exact anxiety yet, even though I was dressed and waiting alone to enter the operating theatre. Nurses were nice, they gave me blanket and socks to keep me warm during the wait. It was also when I felt I was rather brave, doing something I never thought I would be doing and going through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alas, I was called in by a young indian lady. As we walked towards the operating theatre, she explained that I would be waiting outside the Operating Theatre (OT)&amp;nbsp;where I would be going through some paperwork again and getting ready to be put under General Anaesthetics (GA). I walked past many OTs where one had its doors opened and an operation was in the process. Glups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I approached the OT, there I was, climbed onto the bed, going through paperwork like what the Indian nurse had briefed me through. The time was 11.32am, I remembered. Close to 12pm, my left hand was finally poked by the needle getting ready for GA. At that moment, I finally felt worried and insane. I couldn't even stand the pain of that needle prick, how am I going to survive a 10cm cut?! Was also advised when I wake later, I can press the button to inject Morphine (every 5mins), if I feel any pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Three things ran through my mind. First, thanks to watching too much movies, I was pondering what if the GA didn't work well on me and that I would&amp;nbsp;be conscious throughout the operation? Second, since I would be under GA, would the nurses ill-treat me like handling me roughly? Third, how is it like to be awake after the surgery? Would I be properly dressed? Would I be bleeding still? Would I be able to move and talk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At 12.08pm, I was pushed in. (Why I know the time? Because a huge clock was above my bed!) The OT was bright and clean. Very unlike those I see in movies, dark and scary. I did a bed transfer. In less than 5mins on the operating bed (or table!!), I was asked to breathe through a mask and was told I would be put under GA. Remembering taking only 2 deep breaths, and heard one of them asking me if I saw my surgeon, I was like "What?!! my surgeon went missing??!" and I was gone.... Before I last closed my eyes, I was still struggling to decide should I open or close my eyes when they did GA on me. It was dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And so........... Surgery went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Madam, you okay?" "Madam, we are going to bring you to your ward soon" My eyelids were heavy. I lifted them, and realised I was out of the operating theatre. The cut area was numbed, I could feel it. And I closed my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I felt the bed moving.... Before getting into the lift, the nurse warned me of the little bumps and told me to press my Morphine button. True enough, going into the lift caused my wound to hurt a little. As I approached Level 7 (my ward), I vaugely saw a fat big dark figure and I was sure that was Fatboy, I felt relieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was asked to transfer myself to the ward bed which obviously I couldn't move. The nurses slided me to the ward bed instead. When the nurse wanted me to change my pillow, I cried... in pain. I couldn't lift my head. Any movement I made, my wound hurts. I was asked to rate my pain from 1 to 10, I was hell in pain so I sort of gave signals to them to stop bothering me. They went off. I dozed off again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then I heard Fatboy and my brother and his wife talking. Think asking if I was awake or what time was I warded and all. I didn't see them, but I heard them. And I think I called Fatboy and told him "pain" before I knocked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not forgetting my left hand still sore:: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JKtjgcF9_Qo/TruEpeLUxEI/AAAAAAAABMw/7GKYZOXokH8/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JKtjgcF9_Qo/TruEpeLUxEI/AAAAAAAABMw/7GKYZOXokH8/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;The painful Left hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm assuming the black bag is Morphine:: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewfE62zNKmI/TruF3I0drBI/AAAAAAAABM4/arY-Xc7Dxjo/s1600/IMG_0587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewfE62zNKmI/TruF3I0drBI/AAAAAAAABM4/arY-Xc7Dxjo/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;On Drip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The nurses came again&amp;nbsp;asking to rate my pain from 1 to 10. I was hardly conscious at that time!!! I said 10, the nurse insisted I cannot say 10 as that would be labour pain&amp;nbsp;and asked if I was okay she wrote 5. I was wailing in pain, she gave in and&amp;nbsp;coaxed me&amp;nbsp;by writing&amp;nbsp;10. I was boiling mad, why bother to even ask? I think they should have let me adapt to the pain before asking me do this do that. I was barely awake for an hour after the surgery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then came a pleasant surprise.... Received a basket of flowers from my best friend::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1nzB7BwNxc/TruDoM5uECI/AAAAAAAABMo/pz6xvJJab-E/s1600/IMG_0596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1nzB7BwNxc/TruDoM5uECI/AAAAAAAABMo/pz6xvJJab-E/s320/IMG_0596.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Flowers from Melisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tried hard to be awake. I told Fatboy to wake me at 7pm, I need to catch drama. I watched 3mins of the drama and slept for 40mins before another 3mins glimpse of the show again. By then, my parents and brother (and wife) had arrived, chatting and digging information from Fatboy. I overheard Fatboy telling them I wanted to catch my drama but couldn't even stay awake, that made my family laughed.... Aiyo. But I managed a quick chat with my family before they leave at about 9pm before I dozed off again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It has been a horrifying experience to try to laugh. PAIN! Honestly, painful. Or even to smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As expected, I fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya, Uncle came visit me and brought me Apple Juice too! Just that I couldn't remember what time did he come, probably late afternoon when I was still in a daze... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 October 2011, Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right from the moment I dozed off, I was actually awakened by the nurses every 1.5 hours interval! The nurses have to measure my temperature and blood pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unexpectedly, I got the fever. Honestly, I didn't feel it. But my temperature gradually increased. Damnit! Why? Because due to the fever, I have to be given antibiotics, the inject manner, through the drip needle and sometimes it could be uncomfortably painful. They did it a few times for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JzFr9JnOA0k/TsUzXqBuvnI/AAAAAAAABNc/xdfHIi0r6H0/s1600/IMG_0602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JzFr9JnOA0k/TsUzXqBuvnI/AAAAAAAABNc/xdfHIi0r6H0/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Nice view from my ward eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Day break. I saw the Fatboy waking up really early like 6plus getting dressed. It almost seemed like he's ready to receive visitors. What he didn't know is that, through the night, he snored while dressed in his singlet and the nurses already got used to it. Poor thing, he hardly snores unless he is really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Felt slightly more awake and alert. One of the dreaded nightmare came at 8am. The nurses stepped in, told me they have to get me dressed and (dry) cleaned me. After they did, I swear that was really &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;dreaded! When they changed my bottoms, I had to lift my butt and hell I swear! How the hell I can lift my butt?! Wearing my robe was just as bad...! I got to be flipped over. Hello, I honestly couldn't move because of the pain! Again, I was almost in tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look, I'm all freshened up! :: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYjYiSmB0yE/TsXn7m-zaTI/AAAAAAAABN0/pFGU-AqSIE0/s1600/IMG_20111028_085725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYjYiSmB0yE/TsXn7m-zaTI/AAAAAAAABN0/pFGU-AqSIE0/s320/IMG_20111028_085725.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Narcissistic me. Even in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Routines are routines, the nurses still come in and take my temperature as well as blood pressure almost every 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally touched my handphone, almost for 24 hours... At 11am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tg5buxYm6BA/TsUyn0dzoCI/AAAAAAAABNU/ewVfEaYdKTM/s1600/IMG_0608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tg5buxYm6BA/TsUyn0dzoCI/AAAAAAAABNU/ewVfEaYdKTM/s320/IMG_0608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Looking more refreshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I received another hamper!! From Fatboy's side, the Chua Family at 11am... And late afternoon I received from my Boss and my best colleague, company and work partners in the late evening::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG1WjPmeYaM/TsUx3qxhm8I/AAAAAAAABNM/bHlBxTaN4Vs/s1600/IMG_0624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AG1WjPmeYaM/TsUx3qxhm8I/AAAAAAAABNM/bHlBxTaN4Vs/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;They brightened me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of the good news.... I can eat! I can consume by mouth and had my first meal at 2pm.... It was yummy fish vermicelli, even though I ordered chicken porridge. Duh.::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kI9AcPfL13c/TsXhjguPLpI/AAAAAAAABNs/28h1JYRyitM/s1600/food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kI9AcPfL13c/TsXhjguPLpI/AAAAAAAABNs/28h1JYRyitM/s320/food.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;First meal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I had trouble using my left hand which has a thick needle stuck into it and definitely had a lot trouble sitting upright to eat. Fatboy didn't literally feed me but he helped with my dining. Auntie came too, during her lunch time! She brought some herbs for me mom to cook for me. &lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;About 2.30pm, nurses came in. Another dreadful experience awaits. She was supposed to help me walk. But I have problems to even sitting up, how would I be able to get down from the bed? As expected, we tried a few times till I cried (yup, a crybaby for 3 days!), I simply couldn't get up! The nurse gave up (hiak hiak, that was my motive) and told me we will try again at 5.30pm. I thought I could drag some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But the therapist came at 4pm... Wayyyy too early than I expected. Boohoo. She asked if I remembered her, she came in the day before, I obviously don't remember. I've been busy crying lar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, through long and tearful struggle, I managed to sit up and get off that bed. Not forgetting I still have the drip tubes as well as the urinary catheter attached! Walked to the other side of the bed and sat on a sofa and that was it. A super short distance but tough enough. I didn't sit for long. It was quite tiring to sit at a strange angle without using stomach muscles, not helping when my eyes feel tired. As expected, another struggle trying to get back to the bed..... As the therapist mentioned, getting on the bed is tougher than getting off. Shiet man! 死去活来！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That was the mere 1.5hrs of walking experience for the day. I was fussing to remove the urinary catheter and drip. They have been a big barrier to the reason why I refused to learn walking! It was very uncomfortable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dinner came at 7pm+ while I was watching my drama::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCeh0XNdW44/TsXhdnAnO2I/AAAAAAAABNk/3tXYmcA8zFo/s1600/dinner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCeh0XNdW44/TsXhdnAnO2I/AAAAAAAABNk/3tXYmcA8zFo/s320/dinner.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;One and only Dinner during the stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Couldn't really remember what was it. Honestly, I didn't really have the appetite to eat because it was really tiring and tough to be sitting up even though the bed was elevated up. Guess it's due to the stomach gas due to the surgery that I could hardly bend at all. I asked the hospital for ginger drink but they said, they ran out of it!! What the.... The Fatboy went to Kopitiam buy lor....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My cousin, Sher came with the little toddler and the little one had her packed dinner while I was having mine. A little while came my parents... A little later than the day before because of the massive jam, even Sher was talking about it. Soon after, Mel arrived! And lastly, WL (who has n idea what was going on) came too. Thank goodness I had a A1 room! So comfortable. Everyone left before 10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I almost finished all my dramas, getting ready to sleep for the day, lowered the bed and hoola! &lt;/div&gt;@!#@$@#%$#^%$@##@#!@!#@$ Unforgetable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got Fatboy to prepare plastic bags, I can feel my stomach rumbling and my throat felt tingling. Fatboy just cleared his shopping items and sat beside me with the empty plastic bag. He was actually playing his phone before I snapped! There I was getting all uncomfortable and needed his help but he was playing his handphone. Then he just took the plastic bag and standby. I felt bad, yet at the same time, pretty furious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Puking in that manner was the worst experience of the surgery. Farking pain! As I puked, I cried. Fatboy called for the nurse and two persons assisted me in my puking. Man being Man, not attentive, won't even offer me a tissue, sigh. I was controlling not to puke, because each time I did, the pain kicks in almost at its max! I remembered just whining "pain.... pain". I think Fatboy just stood beside me, helpless. The nurse then came in and injected something she mentioned "prevents vomitting" into me through the drip. And I slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Opened my eyes, and saw Fatboy sitting beside my bed, instead of his own "bed". He said because he wanted to make sure I was fine, in case I puke again. Awww....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And yup, I had got the fever bug AGAIN. Urgh! No more sticking-through-the-ass medicine but just Panadols through oral consumption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 October 2011, Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It warms my heart to see Fatboy getting up as early as 6.30am, got dressed and washed up as if he was going to receive visitors and as if he must wake earlier than me. Kinda sweeeeeet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I remembered looking curious and asked him, was he going out and his reply was, no, just washing up so can look after me. WOW. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The surgeon still didn't appear at my bed. Hmmm... And I had breakfast. But the nurses said I must continue to learn walking (as much as possible) so the stomach gas could be released and I wouldn't feel that uncomfortable anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Again, I urged the nurses to remove my drip as well as the urinary catheter. And because I puked the night before and had fever again, I was more or less prepared I couldn't be discharged as told before I was operated. And the staff actually took my order for lunch, dinner and the next day breakfast. I was like, huh? NEXT DAY breakfast?? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nurse removed the drip but kept the needled poked in me. Said in case I  get feverish again. Oh man! But dramatic it got. Blood spilled. I know  my blood is free but!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIEJ6Ad0Ru4/TsYLoq5F6BI/AAAAAAAABN8/9Q-lMkjy8x8/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NIEJ6Ad0Ru4/TsYLoq5F6BI/AAAAAAAABN8/9Q-lMkjy8x8/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Was told, even the floor is full of my blood. EEEk! The nurse was mopping the floor. &amp;gt;_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and they finally removed the urinary catheter too! Joy Joy! But that would mean I would need to walk to the toilet. Yes, WALK! After removal, between 4 - 5 hours, I would have the urge to pee, can't wait lor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Joseph folks came during lunchtime and so did my father. I had yummy black chicken soup with fried rice and with desserts and ginger tea for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Father and Fatboy decided to shift the hampers to dad's car so it wouldn't be too tough on us during discharge, and since we are kinda expecting I won't be discharge on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise came! My surgeon finally stepped in, just 2 mins after Father and Fatboy left the room. The doctor asked, "You want to discharge?" I said without hesitation, "If can, of course I want!" So he said I could. And so I asked why then I couldn't remove the drip needle yet, and he turned to the nurse (who looked a little scared of him) and asked why do they still leave the needle in me? The nurse spoke in a really soft voice, "because the patient had fever for past 2 nights". And the doctor asked nastily, "so? She doesn't have fever now right?" Left the nurse dumbfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 2-3 hours, Fatboy was asked to self-collect my medication before I can discharge, and I sat waiting while the needle was removed and the poke wound was plastered up by the nurse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxbHORGARFg/TskkvJNBLKI/AAAAAAAABOI/PYlRSnOkrFs/s1600/IMG_20111029_165017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxbHORGARFg/TskkvJNBLKI/AAAAAAAABOI/PYlRSnOkrFs/s320/IMG_20111029_165017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ready for discharge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also visited the toilet TWICE (glad I did it!) and changed into my dress. Wound dressing was changed by a somewhat looked new nurse. Could clearly see the cut, it was about 10cm (or longer), all stitched up in blue thread. It was just a REAL pity I didn't take any photos of my fresh wound, was just too terrified to move and just too engrossed in looking at such a &lt;i&gt;big &lt;/i&gt;BLOODY cut on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made my way to the carpark.... Limping, of course. The feeling of stepping out of my room was unexplainable in words. My face didn't look pale but I was walking really very slowly.... Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive was slow back home. Every little bump on the road makes my wound hurt, not only the wound actually, but also the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing the stairs was much easier than I expected. I climbed to level 3. Fatboy was supposed to buy dinner back for me. As I stepped into the room, before anything was mentioned, I felt I was back into my General Anaesthetics state, knocked out. But I have to admit hearing Fatboy said something, which I found out later, he was trying to remind me lie carefully and not on my sides. Yup, I woke up realizing I fell asleep at the side of the bed on my side. Obviously, I woke up in pain. But had a hearty dinner, Fatboy bought me chicken porridge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an early night.... And when I wanted to get back to the same position I did earlier (sleeping on my side), I realized it was really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; tough. What I did earlier is definitely because I was really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; tired that I couldn't feel the pain, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And that ended my very &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; eventful THREE days. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's 3 weeks into my long rest.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j-GGjHIZ7zE/TskoQ9Qe2SI/AAAAAAAABOQ/-pawqGf9LnQ/s1600/pain+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j-GGjHIZ7zE/TskoQ9Qe2SI/AAAAAAAABOQ/-pawqGf9LnQ/s1600/pain+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(p/s: If you are still wondering what operation I went for, I guess it wouldn't really matter if you really care. It is how well I am recovering that really matters....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2009352474886164334?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2009352474886164334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2009352474886164334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2009352474886164334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2009352474886164334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/11/cut.html' title='The Cut'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-uzJU4EzhH5s/TraktLuiVKI/AAAAAAAABMQ/R36n73TyUa4/s72-c/royalty-free-surgery-clipart-illustration-442072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1174737990364604173</id><published>2011-10-20T23:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:45:41.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut the suspense!</title><content type='html'>Haha! Yea, what a suspense right? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In exactly a week's time, I will be in the operation theatre having a major surgery.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDnOM8l7H2g/TqFNGU9mE4I/AAAAAAAABLc/qY6TauYfJUU/s1600/surgery.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDnOM8l7H2g/TqFNGU9mE4I/AAAAAAAABLc/qY6TauYfJUU/s400/surgery.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665894577310405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will I survive out of the room? Or do I want to survive out of the room? Honestly, today, I do not know... And I fear of my answer to the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels pretty strange that I have to courage to be operated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got reminded of Babe. I wished she would be there for me during my hospitalization.... Oh well... She'll always be remembered... I hope one day, she will take me as a friend once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm all prepared to be entering the 'bloody' place alone. Now am just wondering if their locker is huge enough for me to store my laptop? I'd be so bored without a laptop during my stay, I swear! Ha. Blame the world for being so technologically advanced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--! &lt;/div--&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I heard what I thought was rather disappointing comment. I was told I am not loving and not very nice.... I felt shocked, then stunned, then disappointed and now, jaded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1174737990364604173?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1174737990364604173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1174737990364604173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1174737990364604173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1174737990364604173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/10/cut-suspense.html' title='Cut the suspense!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-sDnOM8l7H2g/TqFNGU9mE4I/AAAAAAAABLc/qY6TauYfJUU/s72-c/surgery.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-4230956490605275085</id><published>2011-10-20T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:42:23.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially, it was me looking for a daily use ring. One that has a stud of diamond, plain and simple. But me being me, the more I searched, the better I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I chanced upon one that is made of rose gold which I immediately fell for. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 292px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665599471577508066" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yen_iXvSUDI/TqBAs6cEqOI/AAAAAAAABKs/JUeqHIxIHeA/s400/ring%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It caught my attention but I left the place..... Thinking the entire afternoon if I should spend since it has exceeded my initial budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when the boy suggested why not we share it? Since I wouldn't like the idea he bought it for me. Afterall, it's a ring, which usually symbolises &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. I thought it was a great idea and he purchased it on my behalf after work on the same day. And of course, sharing it makes it more meaningful to wear it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days after, I was waiting for the ring to arrive after alteration. I waited and waited..... and asked the boy every now and then if the jewellery shop called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fine day during lunch, the boy surprised me by keeping it in the car glove box. I have to say, it was indeed a pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I bought over this ring, myself, 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ring that initially symbolises love and patience loses its meaning completely today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it only serves as a reminder that we women, have to be independent. Because anything happens, not even your man will bother. And we women, can buy a diamond ring for ourselves as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man can call his woman names and act like a total different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men, be nice to your women out there! They suffered and they are the ones who are always praying for your safety, happiness, wealth, health and sooo soooooo much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4230956490605275085?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4230956490605275085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4230956490605275085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4230956490605275085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4230956490605275085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/10/ring.html' title='The Ring'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-Yen_iXvSUDI/TqBAs6cEqOI/AAAAAAAABKs/JUeqHIxIHeA/s72-c/ring%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-490720419324712387</id><published>2011-10-17T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:38:44.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boy</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder... how am i to survive without this boy... &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Yet i still miss my best friend.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-490720419324712387?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/490720419324712387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=490720419324712387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/490720419324712387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/490720419324712387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/10/boy.html' title='The boy'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-5167970198318020407</id><published>2011-08-05T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:09:40.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly off soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XneEL8faaz0/TjvAaxZcf1I/AAAAAAAABFg/mABqnq1fTAI/s1600/aeroplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XneEL8faaz0/TjvAaxZcf1I/AAAAAAAABFg/mABqnq1fTAI/s400/aeroplane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637310924753502034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flying off to Jogjakarta tomorrow early morning with the Family! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wondered how am I to survive on the 9th........ Reaching airport at 4am and reach SGP at 12pm and off to NDP straight. I'm pretty sure I will knock out at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5167970198318020407?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5167970198318020407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5167970198318020407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5167970198318020407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5167970198318020407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/08/fly-off-soon.html' title='Fly off soon'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-XneEL8faaz0/TjvAaxZcf1I/AAAAAAAABFg/mABqnq1fTAI/s72-c/aeroplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-4836239919261439753</id><published>2011-07-26T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:54:51.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_E0zV9fz_yw/Ti6qEeGsShI/AAAAAAAABFY/U0Bb6G3RFYE/s1600/angry-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_E0zV9fz_yw/Ti6qEeGsShI/AAAAAAAABFY/U0Bb6G3RFYE/s400/angry-face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633627177664399890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, this is my mood, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have not bothered if she's nice okay? And obviously, I didn't ask. Why bother to even tell me she's a nice girl on your own accord...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I ask, I expect answers. *Doh* If not, why would I ask? And if he cannot answer, WHY?! Something to hide??! Pissed man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sooooo pissing me off bad time that I gave up everything. Simply everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4836239919261439753?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4836239919261439753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4836239919261439753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4836239919261439753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4836239919261439753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/07/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-_E0zV9fz_yw/Ti6qEeGsShI/AAAAAAAABFY/U0Bb6G3RFYE/s72-c/angry-face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1497415188169689303</id><published>2011-07-25T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:49:31.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotten news she broke up with her boyfriend whom she told everyone she will be marrying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, why does she thinks we care about her love life?? We basically don't care about her entire life, regardless work or love or social life lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't see a need for her to update us since we have already put it upfront "stop contacting us in any way for any matters". She can't get it huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have nothing against her till I got to know about how she disgraces herself to all the men she dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She called me "retarded" and "lack of confidence"? Looks who's talking. Why would she even announce to all her exes that she has broken up with her current boyfriend??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. Yup, have nothing against her. I did not touch her, did not contact her, did not ask anyone to do anything to her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just bitching over my own excitement as well as being puzzled, why does such people exist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1497415188169689303?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1497415188169689303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1497415188169689303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is rude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rude is when.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- someone is asking a casual simple yes-no question and YOU don't answer even when asked thrice&lt;br /&gt;- someone is talking calmly and seriously, YOU are "screaming and yelling"&lt;br /&gt;- someone is talking halfway and YOU disappeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is unfair and being insensitive to other's feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is when.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- someone continuously tried to help the situation but YOU are just doing the opposite&lt;br /&gt;- someone already said 'it matters' and YOU kept saying its a non-issue to you&lt;br /&gt;- someone already said it's YOUR tonality but YOU instead push the blame to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......... and all it takes to solve the issue is by YOU just have to t.a.l.k.. (and not bark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I blew my top with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F*CKs&lt;/span&gt;. YOU called me being disrespectful doesn't matter anymore, because in the first place, YOU haven't even respected YOUR partner's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much tolerance just because I wanted to solve the issue and progress, but based on the above, I don't know if this is worth anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1239609934726522047?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1239609934726522047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1239609934726522047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1239609934726522047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1239609934726522047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-want-to-erase-everything.html' title='Just want to erase everything'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-8087979979480676962</id><published>2011-06-18T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:09:18.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a team</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xhqlWTYDgb4/TfyxeZuagmI/AAAAAAAABEM/FjC0bpBUzuY/IMG238.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xhqlWTYDgb4/TfyxeZuagmI/AAAAAAAABEM/FjC0bpBUzuY/s400/IMG238.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After a only 4hours sleep night, setup was complete with pride.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; But the crowd was so unexpectedly quiet, i not only have to cheer myself up but the staff as well. It was complete anti-climax. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; But we keep our spirits high! &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8087979979480676962?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8087979979480676962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8087979979480676962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8087979979480676962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8087979979480676962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/06/team.html' title='a team'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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://lh4.ggpht.com/-xhqlWTYDgb4/TfyxeZuagmI/AAAAAAAABEM/FjC0bpBUzuY/s72-c/IMG238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-4323059487711837033</id><published>2011-06-09T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:38:43.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone in Action</title><content type='html'>Hi peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guessed I was gone a little too long man! Never disappeared this long before, I believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDW8Zcf6umY/TfC6mtttiNI/AAAAAAAABEE/HJFvTklOq4s/s1600/New%2BImage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDW8Zcf6umY/TfC6mtttiNI/AAAAAAAABEE/HJFvTklOq4s/s400/New%2BImage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616193909600127186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, a little refresher, went to a few places this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niseko &amp;amp; Tokyo, Japan (Dec/Jan)&lt;br /&gt;KL (Jan)&lt;br /&gt;Phuket (Mar)&lt;br /&gt;Genting (Apr)&lt;br /&gt;Palau (Apr/May)&lt;br /&gt;Malacca (May)&lt;br /&gt;Tioman (Jun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of places, hur hur? 2 big trips (Japan and Palau) within half a year! Wished I could have done more more more places! Ha! Dream on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And had to cancel my KL trip in July though, because of work. :( Of course, something is up to my sleeve already for August and hopefully September. Now still racking brains where will be the next destination this year end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has almost been the same so far. Busy Busy. But I am really trying to balance my time out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, just launched the Peugeot 508. Elegant car I must say :) Check out http://www.peugeot.com.sg/le-models/508/ for more information about the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuffling between the West and the East is a blast too! Singapore may not be really big but..... Traveling is tiring. But again, it seems worth it with the "completion in life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, quick update. Yesterday went to have Geylang Galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot and me enjoying our 7 frogs!::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fh1-7uxlsI/TfC6mfhM4_I/AAAAAAAABD8/zZ_KfF3vgoo/s1600/dot%2Beve%2Bfrog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fh1-7uxlsI/TfC6mfhM4_I/AAAAAAAABD8/zZ_KfF3vgoo/s400/dot%2Beve%2Bfrog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616193905789559794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dot and me enjoying our Cat Mountain King durians!!:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1JgbpH9ye0/TfC6mGUsMpI/AAAAAAAABD0/ScSltjMv4L4/s1600/dot%2Beve%2Bdurian.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1JgbpH9ye0/TfC6mGUsMpI/AAAAAAAABD0/ScSltjMv4L4/s400/dot%2Beve%2Bdurian.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616193899026199186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sponsors: Dot and Paul :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, promised to blog more about more silly stuff! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4323059487711837033?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4323059487711837033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4323059487711837033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4323059487711837033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4323059487711837033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/06/gone-in-action.html' title='Gone in Action'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-cDW8Zcf6umY/TfC6mtttiNI/AAAAAAAABEE/HJFvTklOq4s/s72-c/New%2BImage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3036905081383979619</id><published>2011-04-02T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:21:24.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New HP be mine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxOunq04j8o/TZbOYyk1h7I/AAAAAAAABDo/SMupZ4Gr_OI/s1600/Optimus-2X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxOunq04j8o/TZbOYyk1h7I/AAAAAAAABDo/SMupZ4Gr_OI/s400/Optimus-2X.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590882912715507634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so gonna grab you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3036905081383979619?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3036905081383979619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3036905081383979619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3036905081383979619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3036905081383979619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-hp-be-mine.html' title='New HP be mine!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-pxOunq04j8o/TZbOYyk1h7I/AAAAAAAABDo/SMupZ4Gr_OI/s72-c/Optimus-2X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3511559238477787000</id><published>2011-03-21T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:42:05.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gazillion Bubble Show!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Bought the Fan Yang Gazillion Bubble Show tickets last month! Quite expensive a price to pay to see bubbles. Ha! $65/tic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me at the Entrance excitedly::&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNE_te6YoGU/TYb8C58VqnI/AAAAAAAABDY/u3BJmshB6YU/s1600/e7acd5440a435670da3588dd08875b35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNE_te6YoGU/TYb8C58VqnI/AAAAAAAABDY/u3BJmshB6YU/s400/e7acd5440a435670da3588dd08875b35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586429514643516018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you see the lighted up signage on stage. Damn cool::&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZzWACn6DHM/TYb72HlaHaI/AAAAAAAABC4/c4UQlLQpDts/s1600/2011-03-20_13-59-44_673_null.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZzWACn6DHM/TYb72HlaHaI/AAAAAAAABC4/c4UQlLQpDts/s400/2011-03-20_13-59-44_673_null.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586429294967135650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thing is, the seats are those normal foldable chairs kind. Seat numbers are printed and stuck on kind. Ha. And yea, those expensive ticket holders (like me), are on a flat non-gradient ground. Thankfully all children. Speaking of which, I wasn't expecting it to be a children show. Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I was before the show begins::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2tZKSMa6Mg/TYb720r-p2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/U1ZUhcWLeTE/s1600/de2648739b93840608c1395b005bb67c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2tZKSMa6Mg/TYb720r-p2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/U1ZUhcWLeTE/s400/de2648739b93840608c1395b005bb67c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586429307074291554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fan Yang the bubble artist and his son, Deni Yang the laser artist on stage near the end of the show::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7q4s5eNd4To/TYb72ZrYYzI/AAAAAAAABDA/FPXZ2iYZtm8/s1600/2011-03-20_15-51-31_567_null.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7q4s5eNd4To/TYb72ZrYYzI/AAAAAAAABDA/FPXZ2iYZtm8/s400/2011-03-20_15-51-31_567_null.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586429299824026418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the millions of bubbles!!! I was on the 3rd row from the front sia~::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2KetlKJG8Y/TYb726BqdGI/AAAAAAAABDI/KGreLFkQv_8/s1600/2011-03-20_15-52-50_152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2KetlKJG8Y/TYb726BqdGI/AAAAAAAABDI/KGreLFkQv_8/s400/2011-03-20_15-52-50_152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586429308507419746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next show? The Lion King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye bubbles::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1-K68LHnz8/TYb_g1k8HDI/AAAAAAAABDg/ZEEK3Ujbak8/s1600/14a64889bb0dafd9388e7d578e3faef7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1-K68LHnz8/TYb_g1k8HDI/AAAAAAAABDg/ZEEK3Ujbak8/s400/14a64889bb0dafd9388e7d578e3faef7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586433327402589234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3511559238477787000?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3511559238477787000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3511559238477787000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3511559238477787000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3511559238477787000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/03/gazillion-bubble-show.html' title='Gazillion Bubble Show!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-yNE_te6YoGU/TYb8C58VqnI/AAAAAAAABDY/u3BJmshB6YU/s72-c/e7acd5440a435670da3588dd08875b35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3910846252049926634</id><published>2011-03-19T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:20:09.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Party</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I feel like I'm a third party. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why do I have to meet a great guy and thought he's really part of my life, and then realise it almost seems like he's easily moved and falls in love with anyone easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everything happened NOT because it's ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can attempted to buy a flat and then tries to complete the process with me because it didn't happen with the former lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, then now it makes me wonder am I the third party or the substitute? Shiet, got me confused. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I never ever have any better luck, do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all back to me, myself and I again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3910846252049926634?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3910846252049926634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3910846252049926634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3910846252049926634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3910846252049926634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/03/third-party.html' title='Third Party'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-872595872096309746</id><published>2011-03-16T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:45:08.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want........</title><content type='html'>The Lion King!!!! But hell...... So expensive. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to slim my tummy!!! Oh man, talk about Yoga / Running / Cycling / Swimming.... I never realise any of the above still. HAHA. Am guilty of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid week already! That leaves me another 1.5weeks to Phuket! Wooooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-872595872096309746?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/872595872096309746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=872595872096309746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/872595872096309746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/872595872096309746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want.html' title='I want........'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-4342716794903356828</id><published>2011-03-02T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T12:40:07.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness First</title><content type='html'>Gotten a 3-day pass to Fusionpolis Fitness First.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started on Monday evening. Oh Man, it was packed! As if you have to Q for any machines for your turn. So I skipped the gym and waited for class. It was Gentle Flow, something like yoga but much milder. It was nice. Tried to dip into the 34th storey outdoor pool after that but that was damn chilling that I gave it a miss after I submerged just my calf into the pool. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a nice porridge dinner at ABC Market after that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Tuesday was even better! Went for a 4laps swim in the pool during lunch time! Perfect! The was just another couple by the pool "suntanning". It was awesome. Swimming during lunchtime was what I have always wanted to do! Love Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to their food court and had a quick Korean lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, stuck in office having instant noodles... -.-&lt;br /&gt;The plans were changed just 30mins before the time I was supposed to leave office for the much-looked-forward swim. URGH! Trust me, it was annoying. Took the effort to wash and clean and pack for today's swim and class in the evening then...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, so technically, I only used the 3days pass efficiently for a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4342716794903356828?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4342716794903356828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4342716794903356828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4342716794903356828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4342716794903356828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/03/fitness-first.html' title='Fitness First'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-499213476536138919</id><published>2011-02-20T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T16:36:43.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 hours outside</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, woke up early early at 9ish in the morning for a quick Dao Huay breakfast and went to JB for groceries shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my very-long-never-have manicure and pedicure the moment we reached JB and completed prescribing my new spectacles. Yeah! But poor Fabee, walking around in the plaza aimlessly waiting for me while I pampered myself :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check my new nails color out! Oh, and went to KSL for lunch. Nice herbal soup and porridge except for some pork found in it and the annoying housefly that disturbed our meal. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575440613437683090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQkOibTSWBE/TV_xsq49NZI/AAAAAAAABCg/i5tJhJMdGVA/s400/2011-02-19_14-53-12_297.jpg" /&gt;Went to Giant for big purchase of women's stuff and off we go pump pump petrol and back to town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A typical entry to JB.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to town, went to Paragon and tried the ADEVA SPA at level 6. Pretty okay I would say. Not the fantastic kind. Afterall, I paid only $38 for each of us both. 60mins full body massage, not that bad la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, it's Andr and Jane's wedding! Attended the ceremony and gotten one ang bao from the new couple. keke. Then now rested at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heading to the wedding dinner soon :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-499213476536138919?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/499213476536138919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=499213476536138919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/499213476536138919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/499213476536138919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/02/12-hours-outside.html' title='12 hours outside'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-QQkOibTSWBE/TV_xsq49NZI/AAAAAAAABCg/i5tJhJMdGVA/s72-c/2011-02-19_14-53-12_297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-42807120044663826</id><published>2011-02-16T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:56:31.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Marnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovelove'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's From Peugeot</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's to all! (Though it's a bit late?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine's was spent working (of course) and then a home-cooked meal by Fabee. Menu includes Scallops, pasta, chicken breasts, steak and salad. :) Not forgetting the Champagne! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNuYj00WP2M/TVurE6ocgbI/AAAAAAAABBg/3eTUUqrly5I/s1600/180369_10150108253157945_561752944_6440527_68432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNuYj00WP2M/TVurE6ocgbI/AAAAAAAABBg/3eTUUqrly5I/s400/180369_10150108253157945_561752944_6440527_68432_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574237064747844018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had our meal while watching TV. Some lame drama :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's a mini bouquet :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6MRVRElzWo/TVurFOlqs3I/AAAAAAAABBo/rKtZtjgsmto/s1600/181638_10150108248637945_561752944_6440514_3329476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6MRVRElzWo/TVurFOlqs3I/AAAAAAAABBo/rKtZtjgsmto/s400/181638_10150108248637945_561752944_6440514_3329476_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574237070104900466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the following day, Peugeot went out to the buzzling Raffles Place to distribute Roses with tagline: "Who says Valentine's Day only lasts 24 hours? Definitely not us." It is a mini campaign to promote our FanPage www.facebook.com/peugeotsg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses with tags::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5xyhVLr-cQ/TVuqcSuZcNI/AAAAAAAABBA/kA5-_OYp9zo/s1600/DSC_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5xyhVLr-cQ/TVuqcSuZcNI/AAAAAAAABBA/kA5-_OYp9zo/s400/DSC_0463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574236366840623314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;207 CC and 308 CC all ready to move out!::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLhAYjt4kkc/TVuqcomQGsI/AAAAAAAABBI/rhLHEUdOt2Q/s1600/DSC_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hLhAYjt4kkc/TVuqcomQGsI/AAAAAAAABBI/rhLHEUdOt2Q/s400/DSC_0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574236372712037058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bustling Raffles Place::&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwFSj6r_Dd8/TVuq60dWsSI/AAAAAAAABBQ/TKDMsnfyd4o/s1600/DSC_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwFSj6r_Dd8/TVuq60dWsSI/AAAAAAAABBQ/TKDMsnfyd4o/s400/DSC_0886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574236891292021026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we came back happy after distributing in THREE different locations and a spin at Orchard road::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-54mMHid0S3A/TVuq7rOI8BI/AAAAAAAABBY/Y-wqXadU0no/s1600/DSC_1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-54mMHid0S3A/TVuq7rOI8BI/AAAAAAAABBY/Y-wqXadU0no/s400/DSC_1428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574236905992155154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again, the following day, Peugeot again did some good deeds in sharing the LOVE. We went to THREE different organizations to distribute food items as well as household items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loading the stuff::&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAEwMuRWUvg/TVurbCOt4XI/AAAAAAAABBw/BBQvNmhu7tE/s1600/DSC_1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAEwMuRWUvg/TVurbCOt4XI/AAAAAAAABBw/BBQvNmhu7tE/s400/DSC_1450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574237444744536434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group pic before we set off in the good weather::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObiBYMa8Zso/TVurbxkhXKI/AAAAAAAABB4/m55oot4Tjc8/s1600/DSC_1526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObiBYMa8Zso/TVurbxkhXKI/AAAAAAAABB4/m55oot4Tjc8/s400/DSC_1526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574237457452457122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And took a little tour in the Home::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lud43vK5UAM/TVurcYQxc9I/AAAAAAAABCA/WT4JvWPX9RQ/s1600/DSC_1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lud43vK5UAM/TVurcYQxc9I/AAAAAAAABCA/WT4JvWPX9RQ/s400/DSC_1625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574237467838608338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to see the Old Folks lonely, its pretty upsetting.....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AohLNl2Evcg/TVurcmF08QI/AAAAAAAABCI/WS6PLAP_mYM/s1600/DSC_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AohLNl2Evcg/TVurcmF08QI/AAAAAAAABCI/WS6PLAP_mYM/s400/DSC_1652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574237471550796034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture was taken when we were overlooking at the old folks down with dementia. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Tomorrow I shall catch the movie "127 Hours" with Fabee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-42807120044663826?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/42807120044663826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=42807120044663826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/42807120044663826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/42807120044663826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-from-peugeot.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s From Peugeot'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/-BNuYj00WP2M/TVurE6ocgbI/AAAAAAAABBg/3eTUUqrly5I/s72-c/180369_10150108253157945_561752944_6440527_68432_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1101285785798468930</id><published>2011-02-06T02:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T04:51:08.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>The Legendary Powdery Snow Paradise</title><content type='html'>This blog entry could been a lot happier if I were to blog it there and then. But the day I blogged this now, like now, is after been through alot of downs already... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan, a country I have always wanted to visit. I finally gotten a chance. To go with a group of really fun kakis I'm really comfortable with. However, till today, I didnt know if this was a good or bad thing I chose to tag along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Niseko, Hokkaido in late December 2010. It was a freaking long journey. It was tiring and that got me a little short-tempered (lack of sleep) yet at the same time, enjoyable because it was just all so excited to land my feet on snow. Especially the Legendary powdery snow that Niesko is famous for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There and then, I met a great couple. They didn't "force" me to get along with them immediately. I'm thankful they took it slow, just like I did. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was thrilling. To see snow. In fact, to be exact, to actually see it snow-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment we had in Niseko was awesome! So great I couldn't bear to live. Or maybe, sometimes it's just the house mates that made the stay enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made breakfasts. We cooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I tried snowboarding for the first time. It was fun till the thought came into my mind. Me and my bestest friend had talked about learning it together since ages ago. Now that I went myself, I was actually feeling a little sad. But I have to admit I enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of boarding. It was bad for the first hour. There was this pressure as the group I went with are all experts. I was learning at the base till I flared up and headed back. It ended in a fight on snow. Back to the apartment, that was one of the best moment in the trip. We had a heart to heart talk. I then, decided to head back to snow. We did. And had the m.o.m.e.n.t.s. together. One of the member was still telling me it is really great that I hit back the snow and I felt totally encouraged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day. I was actually on the gondola already, even though not knowing how the hell to board. HA. It was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day, things got even better. I was actually boarding alone the runs. Haha. Totally ignored any stares as I tumbled down the slopes man! I felt great to know I was improving. And had the snow crab pasta for lunch up high in the "mountain".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had the New Year countdown to 2011 on snow! It was freezing. But it was really nice to have all the right companions with you. It was memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of boarding was also amazing. It was just him and me. And before that, it was a walk to supermarket for purchase of food to self-cook in apartment,which was one of the other best moment for the trip. For snowboarding, went down twice on the same runs. On the expert run for a short distance. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was orignally planned to have two days on snow. But ended up 4 full days. Even though we only had 2-3hrs on snow for boarding these 4 days, it was precious and enjoyable. Of course, I am proud I snowboarded within the short time! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video of me on ski lift on the 3rd day:&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86f6b5a570ae5b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D086f6b5a570ae5b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331173738%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60EA32D28539EA1754BAFC847C694F64D4CAE7E3.6BBEA27D2EA32124BD253EA6546A0AF5529C1B80%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86f6b5a570ae5b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNgVNy5jtnOy5kmlkCEnyP-t8cEw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D086f6b5a570ae5b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331173738%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60EA32D28539EA1754BAFC847C694F64D4CAE7E3.6BBEA27D2EA32124BD253EA6546A0AF5529C1B80%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86f6b5a570ae5b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNgVNy5jtnOy5kmlkCEnyP-t8cEw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilarous. Once, I went UNDER the lift, I got so embarrassed I'd rather stay at the base and freeze than do it again. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the snowman just right outside our apartment::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570282151487460578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2eGqob1OI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Rhj1fbF46mc/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" /&gt;The great companions and me!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570282161064536530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2eHOTyadI/AAAAAAAAA_4/CI9kWy3svk0/s400/IMG_0065.JPG" /&gt;The amazing crowd on snow for the countdown::&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570282168144025138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2eHorq1jI/AAAAAAAABAA/i8dlkiBG8Vk/s400/IMG_0289.JPG" /&gt;Myself learning (former) and actually already boarding (latter)!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570282178132346946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2eIN5EiEI/AAAAAAAABAI/hMq7-xaSMXY/s400/DSCN2574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570282184577263138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2eIl5qJiI/AAAAAAAABAQ/iA48TmsdjIg/s400/DSCN2614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is, I was using someone else's board. Someone. That someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yea I do like snowboarding and I might just pick up this sport! :D Time to get my own gear :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to Tokyo for some walk walk see see shop shop eat eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to the onsen though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather wasn't as cold as Niseko's minus 13 degree celsius but it was just as cold due to the strong wind. Boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I spent SGD100+ to buy some pills where I could have bought in more quantity in Malaysia and better quality with just RM 3. Kill me, please. Not forgetting the many hours spent to search for the pills and wait for the purchase! URGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great companions again!::&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570287435307416626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2i6OZR_DI/AAAAAAAABAw/Xqu999nQU20/s400/_DSC2027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there, in Tokyo!::&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570287420058860898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2i5VlvfWI/AAAAAAAABAg/PsApmE6nztk/s400/IMG_0172.JPG" /&gt;Sushi. Everyday's meal::&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570287426084742258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2i5sCbJHI/AAAAAAAABAo/YLpOtgH_ghs/s400/IMG_0104.JPG" /&gt;Favourite group picture of the trip!::&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570287413983759666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2i4-9UzTI/AAAAAAAABAY/Wbhxp4mCZug/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" /&gt;Yeah!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570287442538057058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2i6pVMzWI/AAAAAAAABA4/JvS9Mu9SNyg/s400/_DSC1956.jpg" /&gt;However, these will stay as memories. Things have changed, quite a fair bit, since. It's a mystery if anything can be solved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1101285785798468930?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1101285785798468930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1101285785798468930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1101285785798468930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1101285785798468930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/02/legendary-powdery-snow-paradise.html' title='The Legendary Powdery Snow Paradise'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TU2eGqob1OI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Rhj1fbF46mc/s72-c/IMG_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3014767639242056919</id><published>2011-02-04T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T15:40:56.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>He has chosen his path.</title><content type='html'>So much for the empty talk of leading a life together... and he never meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed, within a short period of time, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, he has his own plans with only he himself inside. Congratulations to him for finding that direction. Since the choice has been made up, we will move towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart stopped for a moment when reading it. I couldn't believe actually. But then again, it's probably a sooner or later thing. I knew this was coming ever since the third person was in this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be rationale. :) I held back my tears. Thought back why I 'sacrificed' my best friend, because I had much confidence in the entire thing. Now I fell hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be rationale. If I don't belong in that heart, I will move on. After so many fights, I still dont know the truth. One moment she wasn't good. One moment she's not compatible. Now, she's actually not bad. What does not bad means? I have no freaking idea. I'm so tired of guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be rationale and see the big picture. If he doesn't share things with me now, he will not in the future as well. And not that he has chosen to move on singly, I should be rational enough to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, I don't know why it will be so hard for him to share with me. Like I'm totally transparent and insignificant to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope from now onwards, no one will come and ask me whatsup with the relationship anymore. I made it clear. He has chosen his path, of walking alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure, few of you reading this, will be gloating happily. Go ahead. I lost my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3014767639242056919?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3014767639242056919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3014767639242056919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3014767639242056919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3014767639242056919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-much-for-empty-talk-of-leading-life.html' title='He has chosen his path.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-7947863238485023240</id><published>2011-01-23T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T03:10:43.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Woes</title><content type='html'>Yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the extend I may sell my KahPoh. Till today, I cannot decide if agreeing to go Japan is a good or bad thing. It ended me in debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason of agreeing to the trip was because I have never been to Japan before, because someone excitedly invited me, because I was told almost to pay nothing........ and because I wanted to be there together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I realised, it may be just going as a substitute, I bang on returning the amount that is so huge and almost impossible to return within few months. That's also considering another 2 more trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm badly in debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go of my ego and admit, I'm in debt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7947863238485023240?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7947863238485023240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7947863238485023240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7947863238485023240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7947863238485023240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/01/money-woes.html' title='Money Woes'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-7393900557760407019</id><published>2011-01-21T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T18:13:55.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Since..</title><content type='html'>Ever since I'm back from Japan, I hardly had anytime off from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been planning all the way.... To my tomorrow's Event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TTlbl2prepI/AAAAAAAAA_k/WtCSEuC1UuE/s1600/LightUp_1B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TTlbl2prepI/AAAAAAAAA_k/WtCSEuC1UuE/s400/LightUp_1B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564579520476576402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's open to public and all are welcomed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I started another phase of my life, I haven't talked to my Best Friend. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;So much things I wanted to share with her. But looking at her Facebook, I believed she has been enjoying her life the same without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past many years, we countdown to the new year together. Maybe there never be another chance again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.... Anyway, come join me in the Event if you are free, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I will try to update my blog on my impromptu Japan trip recently :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7393900557760407019?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7393900557760407019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7393900557760407019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7393900557760407019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7393900557760407019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/01/ever-since.html' title='Ever Since..'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TTlbl2prepI/AAAAAAAAA_k/WtCSEuC1UuE/s72-c/LightUp_1B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-8687312488785156279</id><published>2011-01-03T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:57:22.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The nice long walk</title><content type='html'>Been a long time since i last walked along a foreign street alone. This time was even better,in the cold. Yet very smoothing and calm. The way i wanted it to be. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It was pretty fulfilling. Ran a few thoughts in my mind. Knew things will not happen the way i want. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Here I am in Tokyo, I know I shouldnt be here, but I went through it anyway. Suffered the emotional upsetness yet grit my teeth, cried a little and all's well. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Afterall,I did enjoyed. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Destined to be alone this life :) &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Thank you for being here and trying your best to make things happen. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8687312488785156279?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8687312488785156279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8687312488785156279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8687312488785156279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8687312488785156279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2011/01/nice-long-walk.html' title='The nice long walk'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1738980184296698465</id><published>2010-12-19T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T02:38:06.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is your birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;My tears flowed. So naturally in front of my laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;So much to say to you yet there will not be any chance for me to. Much as I want to celebrate your special day with you, but you have already rejected my invitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought back those days we spent together. Cried and laughed. Where we were always there for each other. Good or bad. How many times we have celebrate New Years together, even Valentines' Day too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are closest to me. Closer to me than my cousins. Closer to me than all my friends. Closer to me than my colleagues. Closest. Even closer to me than any of my ex-boyfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;All started with a simple "Hi" during school days, and that was actually 22 years ago. Keeping all the letters you have sent to me all these years, in a special box. Amazingly, we kept this Friendship for 22 years, even though there was this long period of time we haven't met each other. Fate brought us back, and we felt naturally close since the meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;2 days ago, everything changed. There was no longer discussions on where to celebrate your birthday and New Year. There was no longer gossips about men we dated. There was no longer chats on the updates of our lives. There was no longer rants of our work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was hardly any conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because of a different 'viewpoint'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;While everyone is celebrating Christmas in joy, I thought of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thought I was your best friend, but now I know, I am your worst friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This moment that I cried, sincerely, I hoped someone else could replace me and treat you better. Babe, you know I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1738980184296698465?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1738980184296698465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1738980184296698465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-dear-friend.html' title='My dear friend'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7011831989870716087</id><published>2010-12-07T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T23:23:43.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What else....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TP4-Bw30XlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LZgWFr61uIE/s1600/angry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547939990986841682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TP4-Bw30XlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LZgWFr61uIE/s400/angry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if the whatsapp incident didn't annoy me enough during the weekend. I met more annoying incidents :s What's with the Whatsapp incident? Nah. Let's not talk about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the main core! This morning, what greeted me in the carpark was a dent on my car, below my front left headlamp. @$@#$%$#^% Yes, I was very annoyed!!! Car so tiny still can get hit within the carpark lot??!!! Someone please give me justification! In fact, the left side was more spacious than the right! To think the night before I was worrying over if someone would hit my right. Redundant, no matter how big a space you give to your neighbour, you will still get hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, as you might have guesssed, I wanted to send for repair immediately. But I thought, I shouldn't, been damn suay on luck. Not that I wanted to accumulate the damages, because I'm seriously hoping no more innocent damages! But just that, I get very upset each time I repaired and the next accident comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that wasn't all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came a call during my meeting. I picked up the call, a call from HDB. She introduced herself, not knowing the next minutes, I will be venting my anger on her in a conscious manner. Her main purpose of calling, is to inform me someone lodged a complaint against me for parking my car illegally even though there are empty lots seen in the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bet, I almost never gave her a chance to speak since! I told her off. Please tell the complainer, to come down to the carpark at wee hours, to see if there's any lots left in the carpark! Besides, the empty lots at earlier hours are those where you most likely gonna regret parking! The birds' bombs are powerful. I told her to convey a message to the complainer, why not we swop carpark lots? He park at the bombing area, I park at his usual lot, ta-da, in that way, we won't be blocking each other?! Please, it's only because I dont have the luxury to knock off early from work and chop chop nice carpark lots, but doesn't mean I have to take those bombing area right?! Besides, he managed to get out from his comfort lot despite me parking illegally everytime, so what's the issue? One reverse gear can kill him is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady didn't know who she is talking to! She continued saying why I didn't buy season parking at my block. I argued, Government barred me from purchasing, why not she go complain for me too? Don't tell me there are NEW lots, any idea how far that place is?? It's not even downstairs my block! It's like 1, 2, 3.. (sorry lost count) blocks away! Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just felt the complainer really have nothing to do. Besides, I am not the only one parking illegally. We don't have the luxury of multi-storey carpark, so why not make the common area a nicer place to live in by accomodating one another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I ended off my day by forgetting to bring my thumbdrive back from office... I planned to work from home actually. Zzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7011831989870716087?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7011831989870716087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7011831989870716087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7011831989870716087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7011831989870716087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-else.html' title='What else....?'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TP4-Bw30XlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LZgWFr61uIE/s72-c/angry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-428353323542144115</id><published>2010-12-02T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T12:53:25.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mubee'/><title type='text'>Narnia Gala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TPckWXDMNgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/c0wnA2pVxUE/s1600/img8232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TPckWXDMNgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/c0wnA2pVxUE/s400/img8232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545941432693175810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to the Narnia Gala last night at The Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show wasn't exactly fantastic as what I was expecting like the previous series. However, it was still nevertheless great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this series, Edmund and Lucy had a new "Partner", their cousin Eustace. It all started when they were being swallowed into a painting of sea and of course, with the Narnian ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, they joined forces with their friend - Prince Caspian and the adorable funny warrior mouse - Reepicheep! Along the journey, the trio faced magical Dufflepuds, slave traders, dragons, etc. Oh ya, and there was one part where Eustace turned into a dragon because of evil greed. That part caught me TOTALLY unexpected! keke. Awesome. So he transformed from being that mommy's-boy, complainer into someone who actually braved through the wars with his cousins and friends. And of course, with very much help from Reepicheep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a pity if this is gonna be the last series, really. But from the book, Eustace led the next series though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay folks, go watch it if you are interested in the effects and details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, don't bother the 3D. It makes me giddy and goggy, so my personal view, not necessary. 3D still works better on animations. Really. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-428353323542144115?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/428353323542144115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=428353323542144115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/428353323542144115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/428353323542144115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/12/narnia-gala.html' title='Narnia Gala'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TPckWXDMNgI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/c0wnA2pVxUE/s72-c/img8232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1120075331110509095</id><published>2010-11-26T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:40:13.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitex 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a Href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TO_U2pu9f-I/AAAAAAAABQ4/UswyDlspu1o/s.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TO_U2pu9f-I/AAAAAAAABQ4/UswyDlspu1o/s400/s.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It was a fine Friday. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Woke at 11am... Had my daily dose of Collagen Kopi, a nice warm shower then head down to be part of the crowd-Sitex @ Expo. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It was madness. Not the crowd,but me. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Never buy so much @ Sitex before in my life! I had two big heavy bags when I walked out of Hall 5. Seriously, I could have easily bought much more! Keke. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Joy joy. But sad sad 'cos broke broke. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1120075331110509095?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1120075331110509095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1120075331110509095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1120075331110509095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1120075331110509095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/11/sitex-2010.html' title='Sitex 2010'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TO_U2pu9f-I/AAAAAAAABQ4/UswyDlspu1o/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2582070341523467409</id><published>2010-11-24T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:45:20.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>It's my fault again.</title><content type='html'>Staring onto my laptop, stoned for awhile. Wondering where should I start from actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The 'Goodie Bag' that I have prepared yesterday morning for my bff tomorrow has became a waste. We ain't meeting afterall. To think I was excited in giving a surprise when we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, probably not in near future we are going to meet. Similar to last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not good enough as a friend that she has to call me "childish" right in my face, then I should probably stop bothering her. *shrugs* It pretty hurts to hear my bff telling me that talking to me further will make her disappointed and that telling me off to stop acting innocent. These words became the breaking point that we afterall, do not know each other at all. That totally broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what my bff sees me as anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing else to be said. I got smacked even before I did anything, and not like I have any intention to do anything. The only choice now is to unpack the 'goodie bag' that I have packed specially for my bff, no one else in the world has. I was probably not good enough to be a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2582070341523467409?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2582070341523467409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2582070341523467409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2582070341523467409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2582070341523467409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-my-fault-again.html' title='It&apos;s my fault again.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-4456342028295982845</id><published>2010-11-21T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T03:27:17.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dip dip thinkings'/><title type='text'>Never been dead. Still alive.</title><content type='html'>I meant my blog, not me. It is just that I do not have the luxury of time nowadays. I even choose my dates very carefully now. Ok, cut the craps. Here goes to what happened for probably the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I must start from my little disgusting annoying adventure I had just now at home... My parents left for a luxurious holiday somewhere in Indonesia, leaving me all alone at home. Just on the first day of their absence, a tiny black visitor came just as when I exited the bathroom, getting ready for my Movie "Megamind". Movie is great. An comedy animation. Ooops, shouldn't digress. Back to the tiny black visitor. I swear in my entire life, I have never met such a energetic cockroach! It first appeared in the kitchen, then scrambled to the third room of my flat then to master bedroom and passed by my room and went in circle in the living room. Needless to say, I was trying my very best to go the opposite direction from its. Very hard and challenging. At the very same time, I was screaming to my next-door neighbour. I finally decided to actually on the lights (yes, the lights were off and a human scrambling together with a cockroach) and panick kicked in, quickly find the house keys, opened the gate, rushed out to next door and bang hard on their door. Bag thing, their bell didn't work, as usual. So I banged with all my might screaming away. All this while, that tiny black creature is in my living room enjoying its best time of its life, having a human running all over for it. It must have felt smug to have such powers to make a grown up-ME to be frightened. Too bad, that was its last moment, it didn't know. Ha ha ha! My neighbour rushed in with newspapers in his hands and squashed it with one hit. Muahahahha! Tragedy ended. I meant MY tragedy, not its.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seriously, the above is only the introduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fine, I cut it short. If not whoever you are, reading this will be bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Besides launching a new car-Peugeot 5008 at the absence of my boss, and running a little drive event where I lost the company car, I went Tioman for a quick dip underwater with my brand new Canon S95 virgin. Let's start with the Peugeot 5008 Launch without my boss. It was truly an experience besides few hiccups here and there and of course, a tremendous mistake I made. But I guess that's where I'd learn from. Remember, never to make the same mistake again :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, I mentioned I 'lost' the company car? Yup, I did. Completely forgot the track I had taken. Hence, couldn't find the car. Worse was? I'm ferrying the 2 most important persons I hired. The photographer and the videogapher. Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, the Tioman trip was only 2 weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;See how happy I was::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573755184964674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOef-EZtZEI/AAAAAAAAD7g/rPmMGnUuJm0/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with all the newbies to the underwater paradise::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573739738892370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOef9K3FCFI/AAAAAAAAD7I/P3fCU3FEeJo/s400/148163_453042098299_784308299_5502135_135336_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I complained why they didn't take my solo shot, so, there I was::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573734634982370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOef832Ni-I/AAAAAAAAD7A/2rOt1geuq4U/s400/39515_1625085819556_1008831681_1761106_2390183_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are ever curious who did I go with? Well, it's someone who has a very fateful encounter with me. We got to know each other in Friendster (how cool huh? I initiated) many many years back then into Facebook (I initiated again). Just as when I thought that's it, we met coincidentally at my workplace last year while running an event. He was from one of the event company we engaged. How fateful. So we met only during events till we thought we should try diving together and so we finally did after more than a year of talk talk talk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There he is! The Pai Kia like da ge da among the newbie divers. I'm sure you can easily spot which will be him::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573745377823138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOef9f3gSaI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/6tzjqoRsu9o/s400/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion for the trip was, I didn't manage to fully utilise the capabilities of my S95. Need more time to figure how to maximise its functions before I go for my next far far trip (which I am still trying to plan)! Urgh. But it was a worthwhile trip. Of course, I was glad to have fun with that Ang-Gong-Kia. I can say he is charming. His looks dazzles me. I melt each time I see him. The most charming time was when he rigs up his gear. I couldn't stop staring, literally. His pinky lips make me want to kiss him and hold him tightly. His always half revealed boxers, turns me on. His short stylo hairstyle, makes me wanna touch his cheeks and shower him my time and heart. His double-eyelid eyes, make me wanna just do nothing and stare into his eyes, it makes me spring into heaven. His arms, makes me dream about him hugging me tightly. And the way he willingly offered to pay for all my meals there, makes me feel so pampered. Okway, I know I'm into him too much. Come back Eve. The only turn off about him is, he didn't like me, as much as I thought he would. HAHA! So yea, Eve, please come back to reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another highlight of the trip, I LOVE BEER and I LOVE the prata there! Over in dose of beer man! That's another paradise. Probably too much beer and I thought my camera wasn't functioning well. Ha! Each time we walked past, we bought beer. 1 for me, 2 for him. And sometimes we shared. BEEEEEER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guessed it kinda distracted me from the incident someone told me, I destroyed the opportunity myself. He is referring to the part I felt he flew plane on me for the WaveHouse invite. I prolly couldn't understand why do I have to wake someone up at 12 NOON to go party with me? Can't he sleep earlier the day before?? I think my main concern was I need to feel appreciated and 'important'. But to hear it was my fault, it was me myself who destroyed the opportunity myself was the last straw. How can someone be so selfish? And I bet with my soul, he has since, blocked me from MSN. So ultimately, his conclusion was, I was the one at fault. Fine. Anyway, I did go to watch 3D Pirahna and also to the WaveHouse. It was fun, except I was affected by the fact he flew plane despite how excited he has shown me prior for the exact day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whereas the other someone, found out he tried to know one of my long-distanced colleague and tried to date her. From then, I totally stopped asking him out like how I used to. No more frequent whatsapp nor sms (used to be routine). I left it be. But after a quiet 2.5weeks, things took a turn. I am sure I am not great nor close to the one he sought for. I believed he was bored and I am conveniently reachable. Story will not end here, it's a cycle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work has kept me really occupied. So much so to the extend I wondered was it me being too busy or my babe too busy that we didnt get to meet up as often as we used to. No more late wines nor even coffee! How I miss her. But she rejected ALL my meetings. I think I stopped asking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I am due to clear leaves! Guess what!? I took a train, the infamous Singapore's MRT::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541573751495130994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOef92p-_3I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/2NryjFSXtWI/s400/2010-11-19_18-02-55_936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out my forceful smile. It was after a long walk to the train station and many minutes of rantings before I boarded the train. But hey! It was quite fun actually. HAHA. A little excited taking the train. And I didn't even have a ez-link card with me! I took WL's! HAHA. Felt bad, :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;December is the month where I took the most number of leaves. Haven't exactly decided how I should spend them. Browsing through the travel websites and airlines, couldn't find anywhere interesting where I could exercise what I do best, impulsive purchases. Maybe I should just head to Phuket in Jan for a relaxing one. But I was looking at Hanoi actually, to visit the Halong Bay. Of course, to bring my Xiaohei (S95) along. But seems like the travel agency didn't get back to me, if they did, off I go. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, a new-old adventure awaits me tomorrow! That is, to take a public bus! Hehe. That is only so because I forced my 'date' to drive me home after "Due Date"! Hehe* I paid a price too! I'm taking a bus! So he has to pay a price to send me back to WEST. Muahaha. Oh well, and I paid for the movie tics too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peeps, let's pray I won't be bored to the extend head down to Barrage and fly kite alone during my off days. Really. I don't want to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The long-term excitement will be? To dive a place I have always wanted to. It will be great, because I'm not the one planning. LOL! All to you, Mr Big!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fine, it's late. Thanks for reading&lt;strong&gt; :p&lt;/strong&gt; Good Night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4456342028295982845?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4456342028295982845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4456342028295982845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4456342028295982845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4456342028295982845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/11/never-been-dead-still-alive.html' title='Never been dead. Still alive.'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOef-EZtZEI/AAAAAAAAD7g/rPmMGnUuJm0/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3403896734432106073</id><published>2010-10-31T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T15:54:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A leopard will never change its spots.</title><content type='html'>... and a zebra will never change its stripes&lt;br /&gt;... so a panda will never change its colors as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the "not interested", yet still party party together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3403896734432106073?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3403896734432106073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3403896734432106073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3403896734432106073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3403896734432106073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/10/leopard-will-never-change-its-spots.html' title='A leopard will never change its spots.'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5224016158441906788</id><published>2010-10-18T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:26:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatsapp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a Href='Hey, &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I just downloaded an app for my smartphone called WhatsApp Messenger. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It is a smartphone application which allows me to replace SMS and chat directly with my friends and contacts. This app even tells me when somebody is typing back a reply! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; WhatsApp integrates seamlessly with your existing phone address book and there is no PIN or username to remember. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Get it now from http://www.whatsapp.com/download/ and say goodbye to SMS! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sent from my Android.'&gt;Get WhatsApp Messenger for your smartphone&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5224016158441906788?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5224016158441906788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5224016158441906788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5224016158441906788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5224016158441906788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/10/whatsapp.html' title='whatsapp!'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7762175096145519959</id><published>2010-10-03T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:56:21.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>Spa Craze!</title><content type='html'>A super duper long overdue post... It happened more than a month ago actually.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quiet peaceful relaxing Birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;At the corridor of our resort room!::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511944195762225490" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TH5cCuIvAVI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QvtJDpt2wec/s400/IMG_5195.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A random picture taken during the walk to the restaurant for our Lunch upon arrival::&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511944212958382898" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TH5cDuMnizI/AAAAAAAAA9o/lEFlbBuLIo8/s400/IMG_5199.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;And then, a better picture.....::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgzCifM71I/AAAAAAAABQI/t3E5KVdZmz4/s1600/IMG_5200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgzCifM71I/AAAAAAAABQI/t3E5KVdZmz4/s400/IMG_5200.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After a hearty ice-cream treat::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgxcSVPPnI/AAAAAAAABQE/bEIL6JRjmxo/s1600/IMG_5198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgxcSVPPnI/AAAAAAAABQE/bEIL6JRjmxo/s400/IMG_5198.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunset view from our room, before we could set off to explore the anmeties::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511944219086453474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TH5cEFBqeuI/AAAAAAAAA9w/zn_IWT02k1o/s400/IMG_5204.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;And we talked about playground days..........::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511944234773677490" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TH5cE_dyhbI/AAAAAAAAA94/7j3lvNLKnig/s400/IMG_5211.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512690699679233986" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TIEC-97698I/AAAAAAAAA-A/HZmLV1b6g94/s400/IMG_5213.JPG" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;So came the night...::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgz2__Ln9I/AAAAAAAABQM/D_70n_N2WzY/s1600/IMG_5203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgz2__Ln9I/AAAAAAAABQM/D_70n_N2WzY/s320/IMG_5203.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg03viNrVI/AAAAAAAABQQ/zD2nxzqQfxE/s400/IMG_5218.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my birthday gift!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg1qnsskKI/AAAAAAAABQU/JXuikXyWLdc/s320/IMG_5255.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for wine::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgz2__Ln9I/AAAAAAAABQM/D_70n_N2WzY/s1600/IMG_5203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKgz2__Ln9I/AAAAAAAABQM/D_70n_N2WzY/s320/IMG_5203.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who happened to be our next door and shared the same birthdate with me!!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512690716085640786" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TIEC_7Dg3lI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/fHt9AHqTwok/s400/IMG_5237.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fireworks and my girlfriend::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512690724224539106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TIEDAZX-meI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/_gW9chdnWOw/s400/IMG_5243.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512690731955863954" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TIEDA2LRQZI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Bx4zJSrvsYw/s400/IMG_5249.JPG" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;So came the next day....... SPA MADNESS part two::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg3FEE_00I/AAAAAAAABQY/mSlNFwM6fvs/s1600/IMG_5261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg3FEE_00I/AAAAAAAABQY/mSlNFwM6fvs/s400/IMG_5261.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg7XVkAS1I/AAAAAAAABQk/sYNDxsjBgCw/s1600/IMG_5266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg7XVkAS1I/AAAAAAAABQk/sYNDxsjBgCw/s400/IMG_5266.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting lonely::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg4MIn0-_I/AAAAAAAABQc/x8ZTJgDHy3M/s1600/IMG_5263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg4MIn0-_I/AAAAAAAABQc/x8ZTJgDHy3M/s400/IMG_5263.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg5ts9U__I/AAAAAAAABQg/PuBrMAvUU0o/s1600/IMG_5265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg5ts9U__I/AAAAAAAABQg/PuBrMAvUU0o/s400/IMG_5265.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Tea treats after the end of EVERYTHING (spa)::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg85gAY33I/AAAAAAAABQo/uWCB54DsSyM/s1600/IMG_5270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg85gAY33I/AAAAAAAABQo/uWCB54DsSyM/s400/IMG_5270.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg9w_xg2ZI/AAAAAAAABQs/KE6szUg1kk8/s1600/IMG_5274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg9w_xg2ZI/AAAAAAAABQs/KE6szUg1kk8/s400/IMG_5274.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of us *wink*::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg9w_xg2ZI/AAAAAAAABQs/KE6szUg1kk8/s1600/IMG_5274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TKg9w_xg2ZI/AAAAAAAABQs/KE6szUg1kk8/s400/IMG_5274.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TI-OEFqHN1I/AAAAAAAABP8/jTSL3m3QrJo/s1600/IMG_5277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TI-OEFqHN1I/AAAAAAAABP8/jTSL3m3QrJo/s400/IMG_5277.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7762175096145519959?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7762175096145519959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7762175096145519959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7762175096145519959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7762175096145519959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/10/spa-craze.html' title='Spa Craze!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TH5cCuIvAVI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/QvtJDpt2wec/s72-c/IMG_5195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3394309888267352092</id><published>2010-09-24T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T10:24:25.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>I'm annoyed</title><content type='html'>I figured it should be time to STOP being the "Convenient Companion".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said it thousand times that I shall walk away from you with grace. It is time.&lt;br /&gt;This time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3394309888267352092?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3394309888267352092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3394309888267352092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3394309888267352092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3394309888267352092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-annoyed.html' title='I&apos;m annoyed'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-3881927351098763145</id><published>2010-09-06T12:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:36:30.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Marnies'/><title type='text'>Ways to annoy your colleagues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Your workstation is a sty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. You brown nose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. You complain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You gossip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. You carelessly "reply all."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. You come to work sick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. You try to convert coworkers to your religion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. You try to convert coworkers to your political cause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. You tell dirty jokes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. You use bad language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. You loudly chew gum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. You conduct personal grooming, such as clipping fingernails, in the workplace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. You bring smelly food for lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. You over-share about your personal life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. You forward junk E-mail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. You smell of strong perfume or cologne.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. You smell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. You brag about your successes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. You are a drama queen or king.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. You borrow things and do not return them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. You steal people's lunches/snacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. You leave long rambling voice mails.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. You stand behind people and read over their shoulders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. You shout over cubicle walls to ask questions or make remarks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. You play music loud enough for others to hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. You leave a mess in the workplace kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. You burn popcorn in the workplace microwave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. You walk so noisily that others can hear you coming and going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. You make maddening little noises (tongue-clacking, knuckle-cracking, humming).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. You click your pen, or tap it on your desk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. You set your cell phone to an annoying ring tone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. You talk on your cell phone in the restroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. You make loud personal phone calls others can hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. You share detailed descriptions of medical procedures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. You repeatedly use "amusing" expressions such as "Working hard or hardly working?" or "Are we having fun yet?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. You take credit for other people's work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. You are frequently late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. You are never around when you're needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. You are dishonest, or unreliable, or just plain bad at your job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://sg.finance.yahoo.com/news/39-Ways-to-Annoy-Your-usnews-4215382168.html?x=0"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As such, I possess many of the above. I believe I am very much hated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha. Well, hope I am actually not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3881927351098763145?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3881927351098763145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3881927351098763145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3881927351098763145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3881927351098763145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/09/ways-to-annoy-your-colleagues.html' title='Ways to annoy your colleagues'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-6827811552616167702</id><published>2010-08-21T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:02:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't get that ride home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went for a movie. &lt;br/&gt; Frozen. &lt;br/&gt; He didn't enjoyed but I sort of did. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; From yesterday, I was hoping. &lt;br/&gt; Looking forward. &lt;br/&gt; For him to send me home. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; But I came back home myself. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; So the realization. &lt;br/&gt; That it is never possible again. &lt;br/&gt; Never again. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; 2 years. &lt;br/&gt; That is how much youth I've spent on this. &lt;br/&gt; Is it time to stop looking back? &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I know I can. &lt;br/&gt; Let me try again. &lt;br/&gt; :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.4.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6827811552616167702?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6827811552616167702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6827811552616167702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6827811552616167702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6827811552616167702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-didn-get-that-ride-home.html' title='I didn&amp;#39;t get that ride home'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3424864147836825066</id><published>2010-08-18T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:45:37.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mubee'/><title type='text'>Not the TOY STORY3</title><content type='html'>Thought my Next movie will be the Toy Story3 but nope, it was a pretty lame movie at Vivo last Thursday.......... Phua Chu Kang::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506744109682766274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TGvil36dscI/AAAAAAAAA9I/QDZAaYkaFgQ/s400/PCK.png" border="0" /&gt;Dont really know what to say about this movie.... My companion was whispering to me in the middle of the show, "boring leh". And yes, I noticed myself yawning a few times too. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess the jokes within are already passe. No doubt it's funny, but probably as we grow, we grow out of the stage where we still enjoy such jokes. But on a good note, the theatre did have some roaring laughters. Or maybe, it's just me and my companion. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I watched "翡翠明珠" with Mel @ Vivo (again) last Sunday::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506744102017507826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TGvilbW7IfI/AAAAAAAAA9A/3VdJIM1YJlg/s400/fei+chui+ming+zhu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met the main actor @ the cinema too! I mean, it's a gala so he has to attend la... :p Though I couldn't really remember his name. oops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, nice movie. I think the actor and actress looks added to the thumbs up of the movie. They made the whole show pretty pleasant to watch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am hoping my next movie will be "Frozen". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3424864147836825066?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3424864147836825066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3424864147836825066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3424864147836825066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3424864147836825066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-toy-story3.html' title='Not the TOY STORY3'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TGvil36dscI/AAAAAAAAA9I/QDZAaYkaFgQ/s72-c/PCK.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7532684937713904199</id><published>2010-08-18T07:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:48:10.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;An interesting fact about August 2010: &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; This August has 5 Sundays, 5 Mondays and 5 Tuesdays. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; All in 1 month. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; It happens once in 823 years! &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And August is my birthday month! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.4.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7532684937713904199?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7532684937713904199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7532684937713904199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7532684937713904199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7532684937713904199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-2010.html' title='August 2010'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3606985008067604656</id><published>2010-08-15T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:33:22.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've already reached a point where I cannot sleep nor rest well, due to stress from work. Every minute I'm actually thinking how to improve my proposals.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; seriously,I hate this feeling.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; i need peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.4.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3606985008067604656?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3606985008067604656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3606985008067604656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3606985008067604656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3606985008067604656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2875360678537823951</id><published>2010-08-11T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:54:36.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>robbery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TGKrjGEd31I/AAAAAAAABOw/iOrcwTwajmE/2010-08-11_20-34-39_291_Singapore.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TGKrjGEd31I/AAAAAAAABOw/iOrcwTwajmE/s400/2010-08-11_20-34-39_291_Singapore.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harbourfront used to be the cheapest carpark. Now check out their revised rates! Super sian. So it would mean no more to Sentosa liao.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; They used to have this flat rate for entire day of as long as 18hrs. Now? Good luck ar. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Owning a car in Singapore has became more and more difficult. No lots for guests at HDB, increased night parking fee and now, public carpark rates also increase! oh, not forgetting the flood that supposed to happen only once in 50years.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; kns. Now a car is only from home to work and work to home. Craps ain't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.4.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2875360678537823951?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2875360678537823951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2875360678537823951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2875360678537823951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2875360678537823951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/robbery.html' title='robbery!'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TGKrjGEd31I/AAAAAAAABOw/iOrcwTwajmE/s72-c/2010-08-11_20-34-39_291_Singapore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5666886741179151981</id><published>2010-08-09T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:26:34.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>Gone with the Wind</title><content type='html'>We used to think some people are crazy. They wanted to sail from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Changi&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; (East Coast Park) via wind-powered sailboats. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, we didn't expect we were then the crazy ones to sail from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Changi&lt;/span&gt; Sailing Club all the way to Sisters' Island, stopping over at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; only as our lunch-stopover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a good weathered Saturday morning as early as 7am, 5 of us reached the Club, rigging the 2 sailboats, munching on breakfast, changing into our war gear, getting ready to set off::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503296206337424322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-ivfB_O8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/lkHCVANpQns/s400/IMG_5016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is but one portion of the things we are packing onto the sailboats::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503296213479581154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-iv5oz5eI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/PXq4nVN_-ts/s400/IMG_5017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A group photo @ the Club before we set off @ near 9 am::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503296223232449378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-iwd-E22I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/gKgzoaolZg4/s400/IMG_5022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us on the Laser2::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503343138804518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_NbUGGzdI/AAAAAAAAA74/t7kDBF2iesQ/s400/IMG_5024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here comes the 8.5hrs sailing journey to the Sisters' Island!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503296234521898626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-ixIBsLoI/AAAAAAAAA4g/tTVJIWv7MyY/s400/IMG_5023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; for lunch at 1pm.... We were all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; hungry!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503303850907420930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-psdRgSQI/AAAAAAAAA44/ReglA4yTxnY/s400/IMG_5027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sailor and his crew- Me @ East Coast Park Beach::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503303838214790546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-prt_WHZI/AAAAAAAAA4w/HdYvNVmllpU/s400/IMG_5026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kayi's&lt;/span&gt; got the poky things on her pants! Ouch man!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503303852008172082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-pshX8ajI/AAAAAAAAA5A/vVg7pJrr7FM/s400/IMG_5030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We continued sailing off at 2pm after our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;quicky&lt;/span&gt; lunch. Both the sailors rigging up the boats. Thankfully the weather was perfect. No sun.::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503303861083442770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-ptDLqDlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/FZjSySylEs4/s400/IMG_5032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;To think we even sailed past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;MBS&lt;/span&gt; and the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt;...... A different angle of the view::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503303873214831298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-ptwYAWsI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/VH1cy0K6-Fk/s400/IMG_5037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At 4.36pm, we finally spotted the Small Sisters' Island (on the right)! So near yet so far! Due to strong whirlpool currents, we took pretty much time to actually land on the right spot of the island!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503310880468910210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-wFobkQII/AAAAAAAAA5Y/AMW-oXDmaiE/s400/IMG_5042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sean started dismantling this boat while the other 2 ladies searched for the appropriate place to pitch our tents::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503310890695852610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-wGOh3AkI/AAAAAAAAA5g/QSqKYgoAbRo/s400/IMG_5047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And of course, Fred too, dismantling his boat after a treacherous fight with the currents. *phew*::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503310895463020226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-wGgScNsI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vKUTkSxOUp8/s400/IMG_5048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The tricky part is, how to keep clean::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503310914463236802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-wHnEcgsI/AAAAAAAAA54/ogvkPn1ldiA/s400/IMG_5050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My one tiny bag of personal belongings::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503319193178573906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-3pfr_jFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/vrm-0oKspp8/s400/IMG_5051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And all the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;barangs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;barangs&lt;/span&gt;::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503343148156274402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_Nb27vRuI/AAAAAAAAA8A/4l0hRN1s4sI/s400/IMG_5049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myself at Sisters' Island!, finally......!::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503348715306607634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_Sf6Lz5BI/AAAAAAAAA84/_j8bldeRCuE/s400/IMG_5054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;We even have a beach table there! Just right next to our pitched tents! So here goes, all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;barangs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;barangs&lt;/span&gt; onto it!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503348702552566546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_SfKrAqxI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Mr6NCL2OzLg/s400/IMG_5056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bunsen&lt;/span&gt; burner for cooking our dinner and breakfast for the next day::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503319218003596514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-3q8KvVOI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/dZy3ITEpS2I/s400/IMG_5059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our two chefs cooking instant noodles after our shower! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt; ^^::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503319223495864850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-3rQoMshI/AAAAAAAAA6g/JD2P5LmPmfw/s400/IMG_5060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes. They even got all the maps ready and what? a Survival book too?::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503326177275471890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF--ABec6BI/AAAAAAAAA6o/QG5mlBJiC0E/s400/IMG_5062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Myself with the Japanese Salmon Rice Cake, yummy.::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503326189285198386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF--AuNyyjI/AAAAAAAAA6w/7kLSkh6w_FE/s400/IMG_5065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My hearty dinner::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503326199941519506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF--BV6dWJI/AAAAAAAAA64/e-QlWxJeicI/s400/IMG_5074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sean looked like doing some magic here, but he was actually just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lighting&lt;/span&gt; the candle.::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503326202736536114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF--BgU16jI/AAAAAAAAA7A/eQhJda53ufs/s400/IMG_5075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Early morning this was what greeted us at the tent::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503326212987390610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF--CGg1ipI/AAAAAAAAA7I/GRFCXfv-6M0/s400/IMG_5084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this was our sleeping companion::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503335226741870882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_GOxXX0SI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/J3f2SdbnSK4/s400/IMG_5086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this is our breakfast companion::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503335238599827058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_GPdih3nI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/uAYswDiiSjw/s400/IMG_5091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A picture of myself before I leave the Sisters' Island.::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503335247578393650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_GP-_L7DI/AAAAAAAAA7g/-HIF8GHCn-M/s400/IMG_5092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sean. A relieved look, after his THREE cups of coffee!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503335248556142002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_GQCoTLbI/AAAAAAAAA7o/63717XwEs04/s400/IMG_5095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I believe this picture I accidentally clicked "snap" and it caught us all unready. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! Apparently all of them looked like they are asking me "why"::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503335260368671506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_GQuooExI/AAAAAAAAA7w/WsBagQuLYSk/s400/IMG_5105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this is the intended photo, before we set off to another tedious sail back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Changi&lt;/span&gt; Sailing Club::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503343161464617074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_NcogseHI/AAAAAAAAA8I/q6NHoKVN3ds/s400/IMG_5106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we set off. Sean's boat::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503343170186432946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_NdJAI0bI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/RfnPA5v1_1A/s400/IMG_5107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fred, being totally drained out, did let out a smile when he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;unrigged&lt;/span&gt; his boat. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503343179071080466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_NdqGZyBI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/4Y7lD0Qr9EM/s400/IMG_5109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And so, here I am................ We made it! A dream come true for me, NIGHT SAILING&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503348683387253442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_SeDRpMsI/AAAAAAAAA8g/KOaBO7Q6WhA/s400/IMG_5115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh, and the LOST MUFFINS. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! We left them there before we set off, and when we were back, they are still there! OOPS!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503348693255086610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF_SeoCUYhI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fupAqopqfT0/s400/IMG_5116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was really an experience!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank You Sean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kayi&lt;/span&gt;, Corine, and of course, the one to kick off the idea, Fred.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were approached by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;MPA&lt;/span&gt;, Naval Base Guards and Coast Guards. None of it is good outcome, I think I nearly threw my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;bootie&lt;/span&gt; and hit them, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most memorable one - The Navy asked "Can you stop moving?" and I, without hesitation shouted back "Eh Hallo! We are not moving already! Can't you tell its the strong currents?" I have to say they appeared to be dumb, they couldn't tell our boat was shaking so badly and it's due to the strong currents and wind?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another one was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;MPA&lt;/span&gt; where we were stopped by them at night in the total darkness in the open sea at about 9pm+. They keep reckoning us to go close to their boat. We tried and circled 4 times till I lost it. I shouted them to come out from their cockpit and just tell us what do they want from us. Sorry, they were too arrogant and that was when, I nearly hit them with my smelly booties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall, we travelled 109km and I thought that was really an experience! Even the camping at Sisters' Island was fun. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5666886741179151981?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5666886741179151981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5666886741179151981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5666886741179151981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5666886741179151981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the Wind'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TF-ivfB_O8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/lkHCVANpQns/s72-c/IMG_5016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-6236288060118018094</id><published>2010-08-05T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:30:13.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>I scrambled to Hong Kong. All by my own.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I scrambled to Hong Kong for a short getaway last month. Wondered why the hell I did that. Nope, not because to heal any broken heart. Just felt it would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at Tai Koo in that 'luxurious' hotel. Very nice and cosy and super near to MTR station, only 30sec walk. HAHA. So thankfully it wasn't a long walk when I reached on a Friday late night at 10pm, via MTR all by myself! So proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the MTR and was fascinated by the complexity of the MTR::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuEmn0T-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/4OnihNb5_kI/s1600/IMG_4652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498945801641283554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuEmn0T-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/4OnihNb5_kI/s400/IMG_4652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woot! I was @ Disneyland!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuFXrlwzI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FwsY72vrF2Y/s1600/IMG_4658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498945814810444594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuFXrlwzI/AAAAAAAAAz4/FwsY72vrF2Y/s400/IMG_4658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuF_-NK6I/AAAAAAAAA0A/nTscysei4E4/s1600/IMG_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498945825625942946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuF_-NK6I/AAAAAAAAA0A/nTscysei4E4/s400/IMG_4661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So thought of dropping by Sunny Bay for some photoshoot but my photographer damn fast hand fast leg.... Took a few even before I got ready.zzz ::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuGKwKOQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/-jQM0OTfdbI/s1600/IMG_4674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498945828519819522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuGKwKOQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/-jQM0OTfdbI/s400/IMG_4674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuGo_qbmI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/6AZspRcyYTw/s1600/IMG_4683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498945836637908578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuGo_qbmI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/6AZspRcyYTw/s400/IMG_4683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traveled a few places before ending it at "Avenue of Stars"::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3m9Q0aBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/So_H8GDo-gs/s1600/IMG_4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956287439038482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3m9Q0aBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/So_H8GDo-gs/s400/IMG_4691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shopping damages already amounted to hundreds singapore dollars. HAHA! So that was time to head back hotel and koonz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DAY TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed a map into my bao bao and head to search for the Tram station to The Peak::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3nYIccdI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kSnw0FKG9Kg/s1600/IMG_4710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956294651670994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3nYIccdI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kSnw0FKG9Kg/s400/IMG_4710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myself at The Peak!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3nhphEeI/AAAAAAAAA0o/4a7yxvrBsgE/s1600/IMG_4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956297206305250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3nhphEeI/AAAAAAAAA0o/4a7yxvrBsgE/s400/IMG_4718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I figured I have to take this pic. Well, all my peers do.::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3oHocvRI/AAAAAAAAA0w/uUiILk8q7u8/s1600/IMG_4742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956307402374418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3oHocvRI/AAAAAAAAA0w/uUiILk8q7u8/s400/IMG_4742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so, had dinner and my companion ordered ICE MILK TEA, it turned out this way.....::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3o6qxHuI/AAAAAAAAA04/9yKfwW9qepA/s1600/IMG_4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956321102307042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFA3o6qxHuI/AAAAAAAAA04/9yKfwW9qepA/s400/IMG_4747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DAY THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a coach waiting to go Jetty for Macau (sleepy cos was mistakenly woken at 5am)::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA8NA9sgI/AAAAAAAAA1A/tc-JeGI9yYc/s1600/IMG_4750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966548049408514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA8NA9sgI/AAAAAAAAA1A/tc-JeGI9yYc/s400/IMG_4750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Macau Tower!!! Finally!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA8rgOd-I/AAAAAAAAA1I/KmOy7PusWq8/s1600/IMG_4764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966556233594850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA8rgOd-I/AAAAAAAAA1I/KmOy7PusWq8/s400/IMG_4764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Ma Temple::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA9FKxXnI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/_Mpdi05JV1o/s1600/IMG_4779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966563122929266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA9FKxXnI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/_Mpdi05JV1o/s400/IMG_4779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had lunch and off for photowhoring hobby. Obviously I couldnt run fast enough for my self-timer camera. HAHA!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA92hzgCI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VehqNShx3ek/s1600/IMG_4790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966576372875298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA92hzgCI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VehqNShx3ek/s400/IMG_4790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At a historical church::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA-azNyvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Zx4oM9usljs/s1600/IMG_4803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966586109577970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBA-azNyvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/Zx4oM9usljs/s400/IMG_4803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the top of Macau, at the Observation area in Macau Tower! Cool::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFfEg-nlI/AAAAAAAAA1o/X9Yyf078FX8/s1600/IMG_4817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498971545109700178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFfEg-nlI/AAAAAAAAA1o/X9Yyf078FX8/s400/IMG_4817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I could be separate from my groupmates. Silly tourists. Annoying. So I switched coach to The Venetian::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFfmv9_MI/AAAAAAAAA1w/MAWunhduSEg/s1600/IMG_4829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498971554299378882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFfmv9_MI/AAAAAAAAA1w/MAWunhduSEg/s400/IMG_4829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A peak of The Venetian::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFf1cJ0gI/AAAAAAAAA14/SIlCixz8CWQ/s1600/IMG_4831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498971558242800130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFf1cJ0gI/AAAAAAAAA14/SIlCixz8CWQ/s400/IMG_4831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Casino!! I tahan-ed so much not to gamble! Cos I was so alone I know there wont be anyone to stop me sia::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFgWCjeBI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zuj1pFjf1v0/s1600/IMG_4836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498971566993799186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFgWCjeBI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zuj1pFjf1v0/s400/IMG_4836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye Bye Macau::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFhGENYnI/AAAAAAAAA2I/PB6OieaiZXE/s1600/IMG_4852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498971579885642354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFBFhGENYnI/AAAAAAAAA2I/PB6OieaiZXE/s400/IMG_4852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Island Hopping! But no la, was so tired didnt hop at all. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I went to......... Lamma Island!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt17X_4PCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/arJN8x1QzeU/s1600/IMG_4860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502121032677866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt17X_4PCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/arJN8x1QzeU/s400/IMG_4860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt16_dQqII/AAAAAAAAA2o/vjAz_TkEAw8/s1600/IMG_4857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502121026090215554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt16_dQqII/AAAAAAAAA2o/vjAz_TkEAw8/s400/IMG_4857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing much was there actually, only remembered it was scorching hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took the ferry then MTR to Tung Chung, to sit the cable car! And always amazed by their loooooooooong escalator::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt179_cXhI/AAAAAAAAA24/XHqASvyuH-Q/s1600/IMG_4868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502121042876587538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt179_cXhI/AAAAAAAAA24/XHqASvyuH-Q/s400/IMG_4868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wee... My crystal cabin is approaching::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt18e5qczI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Zl9iCv8rKAU/s1600/IMG_4870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502121051710714674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt18e5qczI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Zl9iCv8rKAU/s400/IMG_4870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myself, all alone in the huge crystal cabin::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt188bTXCI/AAAAAAAAA3I/bLSG2Tlgjms/s1600/IMG_4874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502121059636436002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt188bTXCI/AAAAAAAAA3I/bLSG2Tlgjms/s400/IMG_4874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal cabin means transparent flooring::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3IGCw9nI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tJxfuKPBvzc/s1600/IMG_4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122350708061810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3IGCw9nI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tJxfuKPBvzc/s400/IMG_4882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See? I tried hard to prove::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3I3LA23I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/G56CS_fE6SQ/s1600/IMG_4887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122363895995250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3I3LA23I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/G56CS_fE6SQ/s400/IMG_4887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I even lay on the floor!!! Muahaha! The joy of occupying the entire cabin to MYSELF::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3JKmTRqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/OCy7KOEYHlQ/s1600/IMG_4904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122369110722210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3JKmTRqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/OCy7KOEYHlQ/s400/IMG_4904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, got a DSLR user to take a picture for me, much better than my self-timers::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3Joj7o5I/AAAAAAAAA3o/aJyizU3STdY/s1600/IMG_4915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122377153848210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3Joj7o5I/AAAAAAAAA3o/aJyizU3STdY/s400/IMG_4915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hallo Buddha (climbed till nearly fainted)::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3KqcVs9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/i4lWeUapx7k/s1600/IMG_4918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122394838741970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3KqcVs9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/i4lWeUapx7k/s400/IMG_4918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That ended my last day.... Too hot and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;LAST DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plane has arrived!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3qvXjn_I/AAAAAAAAA34/W27XXfbKtN8/s1600/IMG_4929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122945916674034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3qvXjn_I/AAAAAAAAA34/W27XXfbKtN8/s400/IMG_4929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only thing I bought back and used EVERYDAY. Kahpoh's best friend::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3rpB3NuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/NXUwAZzwIVw/s1600/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122961394939618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFt3rpB3NuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/NXUwAZzwIVw/s400/IMG_4951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please view the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=187119&amp;amp;id=561752944&amp;amp;l=af50f9429e"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;FULL ALBUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuEmn0T-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/4OnihNb5_kI/s1600/IMG_4652.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6236288060118018094?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6236288060118018094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6236288060118018094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6236288060118018094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6236288060118018094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-scrambled-to-hong-kong.html' title='I scrambled to Hong Kong. All by my own.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFAuEmn0T-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/4OnihNb5_kI/s72-c/IMG_4652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3729616461076993524</id><published>2010-08-05T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:29:24.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, people who cant guide driving cause accidents</title><content type='html'>Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the 3 met after like decades. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and dot::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNOn1KHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UnZVarHM9Gs/s1600/dot+and+eve+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNOn1KHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UnZVarHM9Gs/s400/dot+and+eve+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501869551235967090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNVWH1pI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/QQbPNs5tdfU/s1600/dot+n+eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNVWH1pI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/QQbPNs5tdfU/s400/dot+n+eve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501869553040742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 3 of us!::&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNof_bCI/AAAAAAAAA2g/fNUKDKKXbAw/s1600/dot+paul+eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNof_bCI/AAAAAAAAA2g/fNUKDKKXbAw/s400/dot+paul+eve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501869558182407202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why people who cant guide driving cause accidents? Well, that woman caused a $200 damage, directing people to buang kerb! Dont know what is performance car. Must Be. Tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3729616461076993524?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3729616461076993524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3729616461076993524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3729616461076993524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3729616461076993524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-people-who-cant-guide-driving-cause.html' title='So, people who cant guide driving cause accidents'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TFqRNOn1KHI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UnZVarHM9Gs/s72-c/dot+and+eve+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7030266222485627268</id><published>2010-07-04T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:33:09.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new wastage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TDA5G4SmRmI/AAAAAAAABOs/nrBvPi_gVg8/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TDA5G4SmRmI/AAAAAAAABOs/nrBvPi_gVg8/s400/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;yep. bought this! maybe just meant more sailing to be done. must do alot more sailing to justify my this particular purchase done yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually blogging this entry on a train! lost on foot, pretty hopeless. and train has been as boring as I first took it ages ago.. *yawn..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.3.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7030266222485627268?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7030266222485627268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7030266222485627268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7030266222485627268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7030266222485627268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-wastage.html' title='the new wastage'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TDA5G4SmRmI/AAAAAAAABOs/nrBvPi_gVg8/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2761224762370742849</id><published>2010-06-26T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:56:49.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So. This is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So. This is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went watch "The Age of Stupid" last Thursday at NTUC Centre with WL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Documentary shows the effects of global warming. So bad, by the year 2055, we would more or less be dead on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the causes are not by natural disaster, so to say. They are man-made causes. By us driving, increasingly releasing carbon dioxide, by us slaughtering animals for food (not only those near extinction), by us wasting resources such as wood for paper. So much so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we will never ever be able to ski. One day we will never ever be able to eat chicken. One day we will never ever have petrol for our cars. One day we will never ever be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, we will have to eat humans for self survival. One day, people give briths for the only reason of survival, to eat the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it scary? Isn't it what we have never wish to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Global warming is not a cycle that only happens yesterday. It happened years back. We are not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The age of stupid' basically means, when we look back in year 2040 or so, we will realise how stupid we are, not trying hard to protect the world, the Earth, in fact, the place where we are going to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand is everywhere, hence, supply goes up for everything. And when supply goes up, government and industries took the opportunity to gain more money out of us. And when that happens, conservation is shrugged aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fight for oil. Oil is used in almost all products we see in the world today. From television sets to medication to paper to cosmetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rich gets richer, the poor gets poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We react to short term threats, so means the above long term threats we are not mindful? When a dog chases you, you run, that is short term threat and you reacted. But how about global warming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. So this is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So. This is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have tried. For many a times to try to ask you out. Most of the time, you were the one to break off the conversation, leaving no conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If trying so much isn't enough, there, it demoralised me and wouldn't dare to try anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it? No more?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2761224762370742849?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2761224762370742849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2761224762370742849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2761224762370742849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2761224762370742849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-this-is-it.html' title='So. This is it?'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-2581368370895767496</id><published>2010-06-23T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:25:30.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the shopping list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Okway&lt;/span&gt;, so I figured I need to get ready my shopping list to gauge how much money I had to prepare aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a gauge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Office pants x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Party dress x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Casual dress x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Office dress x 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Heels x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Casual slippers x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cardigan x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jacket x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ladies Backpack x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Handbag x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Casual sling bag x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Daily Wallet x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Casual knee length shorts x 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Short shorts x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Skirts x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above are necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..... Hair accessories, sunblock, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;keychain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;souvenirs&lt;/span&gt;, frog-related items, FOOD... AS MANY AS I CAN BUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Okway&lt;/span&gt;, I'm assuming my to-buy list will not be 100% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fulfilled&lt;/span&gt;...But it's okay, at least I tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I must say: "I am NOT a shopper, REALLY". It just happens, people say things are going to be cheap. Besides, I have not shopped for 2 months already....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2581368370895767496?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2581368370895767496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2581368370895767496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2581368370895767496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2581368370895767496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/shopping-list.html' title='the shopping list'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-2708966281162021526</id><published>2010-06-21T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T16:16:19.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when they go Paris....</title><content type='html'>i got the Orange Chocolates from him!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TB8ffLLeVtI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sd4g2ZcB5IE/s1600/2010-06-21_09-56-44_465_null.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TB8ffLLeVtI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sd4g2ZcB5IE/s400/2010-06-21_09-56-44_465_null.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485137491597874898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and got the Various flavors of Macaroons from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TB8ff4OUeqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/QkbdcSEtO-0/s1600/2010-06-21_15-05-01_138_null.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TB8ff4OUeqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/QkbdcSEtO-0/s400/2010-06-21_15-05-01_138_null.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485137503689407138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woooo... love it man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2708966281162021526?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2708966281162021526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2708966281162021526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2708966281162021526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2708966281162021526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-they-go-paris.html' title='when they go Paris....'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TB8ffLLeVtI/AAAAAAAAAzg/sd4g2ZcB5IE/s72-c/2010-06-21_09-56-44_465_null.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-50991938420972280</id><published>2010-06-20T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:40:38.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Marnies'/><title type='text'>TeambuildingS</title><content type='html'>The official Teambuilding was on 15 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Ngee Phoe Petals. Hot sunny day near Sungei Buloh Nature Reserve. Let the pictures do some talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sungei Buloh Nature Reserve::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477457280525471250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPWYDYZDhI/AAAAAAAAAx4/14-Tx9eHagY/s400/IMG_4073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At some fish farm::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477465297992403762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPdquxdyzI/AAAAAAAAAyA/1cosHOnMlIs/s400/IMG_4085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All alone the middle of the road::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477465304413169778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPdrGsS6HI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jdArSxhBhrI/s400/IMG_4090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The talkative ladies::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477457246523282866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPWWEto1bI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FV6Aga8W3Kg/s400/28717_426317431030_572091030_5789993_6707353_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477465312925866018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPdrmZ4WCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/u5PUTXdEYyA/s400/IMG_4105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With all the helpful funny men!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477465322634786850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPdsKkquCI/AAAAAAAAAyY/pv6dL4ixm28/s400/IMG_4106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we are all out there to nuahz...::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477457255020983122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPWWkXpc1I/AAAAAAAAAxg/x2sVIpQ7MxY/s400/28717_426321756030_572091030_5790098_1603531_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Doubles::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477457264540970722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPWXH1Y7uI/AAAAAAAAAxo/RFb7ObphHQw/s400/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My colleague took a very blurrr pic of myself and the managers :s&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477457279566280242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPWX_zs9jI/AAAAAAAAAxw/gS0rC0-P1RE/s400/blur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Picture of the day, LOL::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477465329344222930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPdsjkUltI/AAAAAAAAAyg/R09bcaDQxog/s400/IMG_4109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And came the unofficial Teambuilding between various different department on 27 May 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Showing off our drinks::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477467548457108482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPftuaEBAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Iu0Hj4B2onQ/s400/30117_430355141030_572091030_5890505_4030210_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The few of us before Jamie arrives::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477467553194864578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPfuADob8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/36bd10yQYok/s400/30117_430355151030_572091030_5890507_6325816_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look at his smile!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477467567742078530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPfu2P9TkI/AAAAAAAAAy4/X78H_ztLvJo/s400/30117_430355191030_572091030_5890513_7638238_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Crazy girls::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477467585528336098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPfv4giDuI/AAAAAAAAAzA/VdhTAL3oYR4/s400/30117_430355221030_572091030_5890519_6958393_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, the guy beside me was trying to be like me, making funny face, tried hard::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477467591433497538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPfwOgbq8I/AAAAAAAAAzI/atty47dvsCA/s400/30117_430355241030_572091030_5890523_3561859_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Angel's Birthday cake! Woot::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477468361571935890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPgdDfvppI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/exiUkr4jE5M/s400/30117_430361286030_572091030_5890708_4192773_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-50991938420972280?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/50991938420972280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=50991938420972280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/50991938420972280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/50991938420972280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/teambuildings.html' title='TeambuildingS'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TAPWYDYZDhI/AAAAAAAAAx4/14-Tx9eHagY/s72-c/IMG_4073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5986617752051290816</id><published>2010-06-16T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:01:07.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>My day today wasn't great. In fact, probably the opposite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I didn't get my Pastamania for Lunch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I called them more than 3 times, only to hear, my office area is being shut down. Reason being, there is a heavy rain going on and they are unable to deliver. I think my area's cafe is at Harbourfront. And yes, I cannot relate how so, it wasn't flooding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So colleague and I had instant noodles. Oh, and something to compensate my craving, we all had a curry puff each. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Wasted the tickets and guilt towards the giver.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. Because the giver has to deliver the tickets to me personally (so touched and appreciative), have to brave through the storm and get stuck in traffic jam for an hour and in the end I didn't go. Not forgetting, she's carrying the weight of two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483366879265262274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/TBjVH-O_isI/AAAAAAAAAzY/rdjS56YbmK0/s400/2010-06-16_21-23-51_168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. A surprise that backfired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. Because the above was gotten to cheer someone up. Maybe I tried enough and when it doesn't work, it doesn't work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well. Actually I already experienced this feeling for the past 2 months. Now at least I know, my feelings didn't matter to most. The world is selfish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. A miss @ golf and "The Karate Kid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So, because of the above, I gave the movie outing up. Thinking to cheer the person up is probably more important than to watch a show I have always wanted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then, I switched my plan to golf @ range since I was being turned down and I turned down someone. BUT! I was really affected emotionally and so I have to let my friends down and didn't head to golf range. And that made me felt worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Mistakenly thrown.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then some people actually "accidentally" thrown some things that are worth thousands. It wasn't my instructions but I know VERY well, I am gonna face the music very soon. It gotta be me, as usual. *pulls hair* And those things cannot be retrieved! URGH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope tomorrow will be better, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5986617752051290816?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5986617752051290816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5986617752051290816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5986617752051290816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5986617752051290816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/TBjVH-O_isI/AAAAAAAAAzY/rdjS56YbmK0/s72-c/2010-06-16_21-23-51_168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-6335541530572289713</id><published>2010-06-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:03:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My views on myself??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source::&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6335541530572289713?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6335541530572289713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6335541530572289713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6335541530572289713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6335541530572289713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-views-on-myself.html' title='My views on myself??'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-1049082983138181722</id><published>2010-06-13T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:34:34.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first helm leading to submerge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TBRt5waZKvI/AAAAAAAABOY/7N8MjjAuaL0/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TBRt5waZKvI/AAAAAAAABOY/7N8MjjAuaL0/s400/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;a great sail. and of course the super unexpected TURNTURTLE capsize when i took over the helm. so guilty of this. definitely need more practice on the big boat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a great steamboat session at me bro's place...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1049082983138181722?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1049082983138181722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1049082983138181722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1049082983138181722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1049082983138181722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-helm-leading-to-submerge.html' title='the first helm leading to submerge.'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/TBRt5waZKvI/AAAAAAAABOY/7N8MjjAuaL0/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1912700523520816156</id><published>2010-06-08T07:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T07:52:42.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not want to lose my cool</title><content type='html'>If the guilt didn't kick in, it just meant, not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this weekend, everything will change. Though I cannot be sure how many times was I being lied upon, but ignorance is bliss. So, probably no point to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only, if I am of no difference in comparison, I'd rather not be further insulted and move on. Looking back, memories are too fresh to be ignored, but, looking forward, I already know the damage will be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to describe me as a TRAP, it hurts me deeply, left me with only disappointment. Simply because I am sincere. So if this is the way I am being seen, I can only shake my head and take a deeeep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to lose my cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not regret giving the support and standing by. I closed my eyes and said to myself, "it is okay".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1912700523520816156?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1912700523520816156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1912700523520816156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1912700523520816156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1912700523520816156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-do-not-want-to-lose-my-cool.html' title='I do not want to lose my cool'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-3905295958676755359</id><published>2010-05-10T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:34:12.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>Because I have 5 days. So to Taipei.</title><content type='html'>Never would I thought I will do this. Bought air tickets on impulse and fly. Just because I was encouraged to take leaves. Hmm.. But I did it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I flew to Taipei. Check out my short getaway below! Let the photos do the talking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Labour Day, early morning, I excitedly packed my bag and headed to Changi Airport, Dad sent me there! Love Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded the plane after strolling to and fro @ Duty Free serveral times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching Taoyuan Airport, that was already 4pm+. Shack out. Dragged my luggage and took a public bus (close to an hour ride) to Taipei Main Station. Coincidentally witnessed an accident, car knocked bus backside. Instead of taking the bus to Xi Men Ding, we took a train instead, since that knocked-bus ceased ferrying of passengers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after alighting the train (just one stop from Taipei Main Station), squeezed all the way through the heart of Xi Men Ding to hotel. Heh^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dumping the half-filled luggage bag in hotel room, first thing i did was to visit Mian Xian Uncle::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468914995306843394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V9NnISTQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/8GkY3MB3alw/s400/IMG_3911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then took a train (they called it 捷运) to 士林 Shilin Station to their Shilin Night Market for dinner and arcade and walk walk::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468917896326736066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V_2eRU6MI/AAAAAAAAAtE/F4j8_FmPmaI/s400/IMG_3913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After having our stomachs filled, went shopped around, try our luck at Arcade. And the best activity was fishing prawns there! NTD10 for a try. The short sticks are tied with very fragile thread with hooks. Very easy to break the thread when you tried to hook up the prawns. I caught NONE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, this is the pen i got while playing some silly arcade. Heh^^::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469194594107654018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-Z7gZ1F_4I/AAAAAAAAAwk/0vYohCSZXao/s400/IMG_4054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So back to shopping @ Shilin to Jiantan and took a 小黄 taxi back to hotel. Slept at pretty late like near to 3am because the TV programs were just great and the position of the TV in my room is perfect. HAH!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469194633473470962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-Z7iseosfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/gl5OnazsUSQ/s400/IMG_39170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waking up in the morning almost impossible. So woke at pretty late, near 12pm then left hotel for a day trip to 淡水 Dan Shui.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had some donuts as brunch before moving off to the near coast area. Really thirsty hot weather!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468914981835512802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V9M08eG-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/koSjYNE_b30/s400/if9310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just me and my water::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468917906976900114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V_3F8hhBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/L3FQn13Ujxc/s400/IMG_3920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ordered a frog @ roadside stall and the auntie is making it! So happy::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468917926356412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V_4OI9ZuI/AAAAAAAAAtU/w6tO_fnkblE/s400/IMG_3922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ended up, have to carry my frog in a plastic bag to everywhere I go the entire day -.- (Fresh from her hands, still soft soft, so have to be kept in a cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468919170859660898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WBAqRp9mI/AAAAAAAAAtc/2h4gzUVxoFk/s400/IMG_3927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chanced upon booth selling ferry tickets and so i bought to 渔人码头 Fisherman's Wharf tickets! There it is, the 情人桥 Lovers' Bridge!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468919190884050226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WBB0315TI/AAAAAAAAAts/ahcgtcFeX0o/s400/IMG_3938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think I look like a stingray, not quite what i expect the photo to turn out be...::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468919183663884466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WBBZ-a6LI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Eb7K7a-ADVU/s400/IMG_3932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Returned to Dan Shui land was still early so went shopped around again. Bought this lighter which I already had in mind who should I use it to irritate, hehe. When the lid opens, a naked woman is shown. Very porn la::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468914972745643938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V9MTFRt6I/AAAAAAAAAss/R4FAWaqwDpc/s400/if951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I had TWO of this. Scallops! Less than SGD5. Steaming hot and simply juicy with the margarine taste as well. Fantastic!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468921524297971506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WDJphEtzI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xo8AR9oEc34/s400/IMG_3942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While eating this, was pretty happily-disturbed by a stream of nice voice.... Looking around, street performer, handsome lookin chap singing his lungs away. I SWEAR he is good in his singing.. Amazingly GOOD::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468921529040702882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WDJ7L1DaI/AAAAAAAAAt8/WoaBAdtDWRs/s400/IMG_3943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So the day ended early and took a train back. Slept on the train. Freaking sleepy. So sleepy the moment I reach Xi Men Ding, I showered, watch a little bit of TV and dozed off before 12am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, took out my previous frog to dry before sleeping. Even tried using hair dryer to dry it. hehe::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468905184069502914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V0ShbBR8I/AAAAAAAAAr0/v7vUzV4glLY/s400/if938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke early deliberately for the hotel breakfast since i missed it the day before. Terribly disappointed. Ended up with a plain porridge with hard boiled eggs and buttered self-toasted bread.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is to Taipei 101!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468921541050149170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WDKn7GqTI/AAAAAAAAAuE/E_ejKBycNk4/s400/IMG_3946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I went up to 89th storey Observatory, there me is!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925004566648226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WGUOhyVaI/AAAAAAAAAuM/UnFsxP2ji2s/s400/IMG_3951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me spending redundant money, NTD20 to have few minutes use of this telescope. Not even knowing which direction is which part of Taipei actually. HAHA::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925010023379986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WGUi2xdBI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oXET40dieVc/s400/IMG_3959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After buying souvenirs and taking photos and also went up to 91st storey outdoor Observatory, left Taipei 101 mall to the opposite for some crazy shopping at....... DAISO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The loots (after much control) from DAISO, cheaper than SGD2 leh!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469194601114613954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-Z7gz7ruMI/AAAAAAAAAws/UfziMPr5-dk/s400/IMG_4056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After llittle shopping, took a cab to Sun Yat-Sen Memorial Hall::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925022058845778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WGVPsQFlI/AAAAAAAAAuc/lrs5ScPTHSg/s400/IMG_3971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lucky for me to have reached at the correct time! Caught the guards parade in time! Changing shifts::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925034116334738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WGV8m-xJI/AAAAAAAAAuk/9icH0C0agDs/s400/IMG_3983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chinese is forever amazing. A HUGE wall of 15 rules. So huge my standing height only reached the most bottom 2nd character. And obviously I cannot understand any single full sentence::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468929008503192802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WJ9SWpfOI/AAAAAAAAAus/KGWhuEyU_R8/s400/IMG_3991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And 'cos the expedition ended early, I was restless, headed out from hotel to have a walk in Xi Men Ding again::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468908697601698818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V3fCWX7AI/AAAAAAAAAr8/OjEnyImpxBA/s400/if940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And finally found the 马桶店, toilet bowl shop. Unfortunately it was closed :(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468908706044717218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V3fhzWKKI/AAAAAAAAAsE/2u0TijVijXs/s400/if941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The last full day was spent going to 地热谷 Hell Valley @ 新北投 XinBeiTou. Climbing those slopes up and down was tiring! Just for the sake to find a comfy resort where i can soak myself in those hot spring!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468929017372088194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WJ9zZKF4I/AAAAAAAAAu0/JE0mJ8LlR68/s400/IMG_3995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hot steamy springs!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468929026528236594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WJ-VgJ1DI/AAAAAAAAAu8/KeMYrtPBEq4/s400/IMG_3998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And took a cab to 明山 Yang Ming Shan National Park @ the bottom of Hell Valley. There, I took a photo with the giantic clock under hot hot hot sun::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468931206548676018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WL9Oth3bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/SOvL4tVaFso/s400/IMG_4010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After walking for sometime, didnt visit the entire National Park though since weather is too unbearably hot. Took a mini bus (freak squeezy) to Train station to 中正纪念馆 Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial Hall::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468931220054009954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WL-BBc6GI/AAAAAAAAAvU/nt8-ywTXCl4/s400/IMG_4016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Not too sure if this is the National Theatre or National Concert Hall::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468931231481450802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WL-rl90TI/AAAAAAAAAvc/xZ7vv_4H7Zo/s400/IMG_4017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check out this doggie tour guide :p&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468935589471054674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WP8WXp61I/AAAAAAAAAvk/u6tLHFczj40/s400/IMG_4023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And i asked a stupid question. "Why they put one Sun here?" I received strange stares and the reply was "It is Taiwan National Flag symbol" I zipped immediately!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468935612332899874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WP9riV_iI/AAAAAAAAAv0/c9uOWaS5ld8/s400/IMG_4026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So there, Chiang Kai-Shek, sat::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468935621756031986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-WP-Oo_k_I/AAAAAAAAAv8/4yJWVmivV1o/s400/IMG_4029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So from here, i walked from 中正纪念馆 Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial Hall to 总统府 Presidential Office Building to Xi Men Ding for a hearty dinner - Mala Steamboat Buffet::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469192128219605490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-Z5Q3rkafI/AAAAAAAAAwU/4oA7X_iNP9I/s400/IMG_4047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469192103512501890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-Z5Pbo77oI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GJ09JJAxehs/s400/IMG_4046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And slept nicely. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the next morning, time to fly back. Most stalls only opened after 11am so I have to resort to having MacDonalds as breakfast. LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468912049096580882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V6iHpBXxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/HPh1ztplC0Y/s400/if946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And proud to say, I donated all my TWENTY ONE receipts::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468912063506067138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V6i9UgrsI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Pk5sW8lqmr0/s400/if947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And of course, through all the walking, saw Ip Man 2 posters EVERYWHERE, reminded myself someone has to watch it with me back in Singapore!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468912041026564610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V6hpk-sgI/AAAAAAAAAsU/V_sQqtdbasg/s400/if944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As a result, a little gift i bought in Taipei for him~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469194624081272578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-Z7iJfXHwI/AAAAAAAAAw0/n0fraprljX0/s400/IMG_4061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A lighter that when the lid is opened, a naked woman picture shows. When the lid is closed, it is an ordinary mirror. HEHE :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice! 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So to Taipei.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S-V9NnISTQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/8GkY3MB3alw/s72-c/IMG_3911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3552565250615973238</id><published>2010-04-28T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:14:14.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So THAT happened and THIS is going to happen.</title><content type='html'>Work was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feet were worn out::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465205181966484258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S9hPKDe8gyI/AAAAAAAAAq8/gKNoa2EVAtA/s400/if922.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And mama gave me a bottle of Chicken Esence on seeing how much food and sleep I lacked::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465205189955292130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S9hPKhPoC-I/AAAAAAAAArE/q1v_ux1AICg/s400/if911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The event really had me worn out. And it is of no surprised each time I'm worn out, my boss felt disappointed in me. But not like I very much had a choice. Things made my mood worse when I heard some ridiculous complaints. My frustrations just escalated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, as if work hasnt been tolling enough. There was this news which I specifically felt very disturbed about. That this fellow went overseas, and to the place I was planning with him, but told me otherwise. I was so irritated I couldnt be bothered to find out the truth! Hmphf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, cannot believe something is going to happen! Few more days! *jumps with joy* Grinz. After years of not seeing each other, we are going to meet again. My long lost friend I recently found back from Facebook and we are so going to.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;Br&gt;HEhehehehe! Super exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3552565250615973238?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3552565250615973238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3552565250615973238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3552565250615973238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3552565250615973238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-that-happened-and-this-is-going-to.html' title='So THAT happened and THIS is going to happen.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S9hPKDe8gyI/AAAAAAAAAq8/gKNoa2EVAtA/s72-c/if922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-6836404756899387038</id><published>2010-04-18T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:50:19.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I see 'you' again?</title><content type='html'>As usual, worked a little late on Friday. Had a long meeting for next weekend's event. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to showroom to see this muscular car, the bright &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ford Focus RS! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461144248770799778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8nhwocmqKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OUIW6VgJscg/s400/rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is in town already! People spotted it revving around in town past few days, but the blue one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not so a performance person but still very excited over this car. Really makes me drool. Especially when I thought of how I went chase after it (when the SM is driving) with a Peugeot 308, I love it even the more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost impossible to chase, too &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! But I love the speed and pick-up. My Peugeot 308 was panting while chasing it on expressway. I love the chase. I repeat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE CHASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after that went to Clarke Quay for a very very rare mini-gathering, with Ivan, WS, XL, and also JL and Wil who both left earlier::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461144259087141154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8nhxO4NiSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FxaAWPuNjQM/s400/clarke+quay+16apr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, mini-celebration for my mama's birthday! We had dinner @ Arena's Tung Lok Restaurant::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461144264103679570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8nhxhkP1lI/AAAAAAAAAqg/tBLALXZEk8E/s400/if904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out this funny Green Tea Fried Rice!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461144289625976002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8nhzApPLMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/hVZpVLN-VLw/s400/if906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then all of a sudden, as I sat down in the comfort of my own room, I thought of KL. Babe jio-ed me to KL. Just for some possible fun. My thoughts are that it has been a long long time since I last been to KL and I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; so want to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;......am considering the possibility.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will I see 'you' again?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461144301510432066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8nhzs6tlUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/C6xfJb3gqb8/s400/sunway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sunway Pyramid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6836404756899387038?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6836404756899387038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6836404756899387038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6836404756899387038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6836404756899387038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-i-see-you-again.html' title='Will I see &apos;you&apos; again?'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8nhwocmqKI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OUIW6VgJscg/s72-c/rs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3275653608680958174</id><published>2010-04-15T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:48:11.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>Why conquer a rock wall? I dunno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Singapore is such a small city, there ain't much to do, I must admit. But I should have expected Babe will slowly ask me for activities since she started with Safra recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough. Casually told me she is going for Rock Climbing lessons. Of course, being the sporty wannabe, I wanted to join. Haha. But I tried before years ago, but without certification though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly, on last Sunday early morning, I arrived Safra Yishun without getting lost and was even on time! Strange enough, we were among the first few to arrive. *scratch head* Before lunch was just some theory session. And lunch wasn't satisfying enough, but still felt too full to climb. But, no matter what, we had to climb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criteria to pass Sports Climbing Level 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Equipment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Climbing signals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Knots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Belayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor said, "Can't climb well, nevermind, but must LOOK GOOD". Hence, climbing literally itself is not one of the criteria to pass! Haha. Ironic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, at the starting point, again, after several tries::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459635203560220770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8SFSo9sqGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fsr5vqqVQ18/s400/110420101156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My attentive and very encouraging belayer::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459635215033022642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8SFTTtBuLI/AAAAAAAAAow/UyJGB7Uqj8I/s400/110420101158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;..... and I went up::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459635224534920258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8SFT3GdLEI/AAAAAAAAAo4/AL5GItLPBPs/s400/110420101160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And so I wonder why the unglam posture.... Apparently I forgot to "LOOK GOOD"::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459635230020574434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8SFULiVnOI/AAAAAAAAApA/9L_JWJ5cEXA/s400/110420101161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the climb, not having anything to do except to take shots of Babe and her boyfriend, so I took myself while taking a rest, from the sorching SUN::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459635242496568386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8SFU6A2LEI/AAAAAAAAApI/wR9GFLlG89I/s400/110420101165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Babe and her boyfriend's turn::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459978252285271810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8W9StDSXwI/AAAAAAAAApQ/xhj3ExPJIt8/s400/110420101166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See that?? Up so fast so high. Babe had a hard time down there::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459978263500605010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8W9TW1OxlI/AAAAAAAAApY/V3y8MEMOQjY/s400/110420101177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Two monkey-liked big kids loving the Boulders Gym::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459978269965017858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8W9Tu6d4wI/AAAAAAAAApg/RBLf9BnU4IM/s400/110420101184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I fell, from the overhang, so just nice to capture a shot of me and my best friend::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459978277348156546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8W9UKavpII/AAAAAAAAApo/Psq2hJJVh8o/s400/110420101187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Myself at the overhang, still loving tbe Boulders Gym::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459978283880588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8W9UiwMo6I/AAAAAAAAApw/bVN3kQb_0NQ/s400/110420101190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yup, still at it::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459998151451528882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8XPY_OOzrI/AAAAAAAAAp4/6lLHWmNCmD8/s400/110420101192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Going off already still must die-die hang somewhere! HAHA::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459998164149605250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8XPZuhsE4I/AAAAAAAAAqA/vmDrowqKa6Y/s400/110420101195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And so, after a gruelling 6 hours, I am certified Level 1 Sports Climber! ::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459998175666551698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8XPaZbiu5I/AAAAAAAAAqI/I9lUteFEZXM/s400/if897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then we have TWO complimentary tries within 6months from now. Great! I am looking forward to climb those artificial rocks again and conquer my 'fear' of getting down from a height!! Ohh, and I actually love the Boulders Gym the most!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3275653608680958174?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3275653608680958174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3275653608680958174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3275653608680958174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3275653608680958174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-conquer-rock-wall-i-dunno.html' title='Why conquer a rock wall? I dunno.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S8SFSo9sqGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fsr5vqqVQ18/s72-c/110420101156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5664478114876905359</id><published>2010-04-13T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:25:59.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Marnies'/><title type='text'>the 3 ft story</title><content type='html'>So many setups. But only this requires me to drive and it seems like I'm the only one around being the appointed one to drive. So I give it a try! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting up of the high platform @ Mandarin Gallery front foyer::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455411610406176210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WD9KXNRdI/AAAAAAAAD5c/6TDM7NSGXXw/s400/if870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first ramps::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455411618423571218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WD9oOtAxI/AAAAAAAAD5k/OLBKGYBsZio/s400/if873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the second ramps.. (which were too steep actually, and were being modified on the spot)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455411628477754674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WD-NrzrTI/AAAAAAAAD5s/VFSsiY8RNxI/s400/if875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me, on the driver's seat, while the rest busy modify the ramps::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455411635053369026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WD-mLjlsI/AAAAAAAAD50/SdnqjLhFRrk/s400/if878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After much screaming, I reached the top :) So we fixed the Peugeot logo onto the wheels and considered Complete!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455411642966810898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WD_DqRIRI/AAAAAAAAD58/H5h_EYa2wiY/s400/if879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With the front spotlights fixed::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455413915633858722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WGDWAUOKI/AAAAAAAAD6E/pXcsahABlNc/s400/if880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ta-da::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455413924827913938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WGD4QWXtI/AAAAAAAAD6M/S6n0Q9sHuOw/s400/if883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Moving out 3days later was easier. I just reversed, with ease, after they permenantly modified the ramps. So the car was left aside::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459626081211440290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S8R8_pkQ3KI/AAAAAAAABN4/zMhEZwlRGKk/s400/if887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dismantling the platform and peeping what's inside::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459626092925415538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S8R9AVNF8HI/AAAAAAAABOI/MlE6CHDAXuc/s400/if885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459626089588889042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S8R9AIxmldI/AAAAAAAABOA/ylYKAkq0yZw/s400/if889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm sure all of them had fun too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not forgetting, two of them were actually pricked by nails by the roadside. Sob. Heartpain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, appreciated their efforts lots!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5664478114876905359?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5664478114876905359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5664478114876905359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5664478114876905359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5664478114876905359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-ft-story.html' title='the 3 ft story'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S7WD9KXNRdI/AAAAAAAAD5c/6TDM7NSGXXw/s72-c/if870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5959679134788063301</id><published>2010-04-07T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:55:08.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritable</title><content type='html'>I am so annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking why some people just dont have this little responsibility to have a little bit more courtesy to at least inform me of some plans may change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hungry woman is an ANGRY woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take it as my retribution for being forgetful and careless. But it is freaking ridiculous to be 'punished' by this manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5959679134788063301?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5959679134788063301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5959679134788063301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5959679134788063301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5959679134788063301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/04/irritable.html' title='irritable'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-6085976853471860969</id><published>2010-04-04T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:56:54.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>All in All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S7hfdY3K6GI/AAAAAAAABNw/Z47j88vByuE/s1600/IF884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456215907054053474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S7hfdY3K6GI/AAAAAAAABNw/Z47j88vByuE/s400/IF884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The black and white memories stayed, as long as I am with this company.&lt;br /&gt;They shall be erased completely when either you or me says 'goodbye' to Alexandra road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On and Off. Hot and Cold. Black and White. Yes and No.&lt;br /&gt;I lost track in how many times we went close and split, the cycle repeats too many a times to be remembered in details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I do remember the goods, probably the reason why i look back and hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am jealous. Jealous the 12days holiday that is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I am furious. Furious why the excuse of not selling enough to be able to go HK.&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed. Disappointed the fact you didn't ask me along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The 2010 resolution of forgetting Baoball,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;must come true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6085976853471860969?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6085976853471860969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6085976853471860969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6085976853471860969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6085976853471860969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-in-all.html' title='All in All'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S7hfdY3K6GI/AAAAAAAABNw/Z47j88vByuE/s72-c/IF884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7186917141411829492</id><published>2010-03-28T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:30:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Yearly event. Praying for Qing Ming Festival. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As early as 7am, the carpark is already so so sooo jam packed::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453675063556366962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S69Yk1Ou4nI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/P0j_n-g7K8c/s400/if865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Car Jam, People also jam::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453675066972404994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S69YlB9LfQI/AAAAAAAAAoY/uWELiP2xyEs/s400/if866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thankfully the Sun didn't get up too early today! No wind but gladly, no Sun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I was burnt from burning those incense papers anyway :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohh And brother got back yesterday from Taiwan! He bought me this special thing::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453675079323243138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S69Ylv92UoI/AAAAAAAAAog/pghRbRzbKnY/s400/if869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okway.. I'm surprised my brother knows I love Frog stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, note the holes on the Frog, they are sound makers! Just like the recorder we learnt to play in school. One of its ear is actually the mouthpiece. Very cool huh....? Nice neck lanyard too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best of all, it comes with TWO manuals! One is teaching how to do the do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do. The other one is a song manual! How cool is that?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lovethis Frog and I love my brother!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7186917141411829492?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7186917141411829492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7186917141411829492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7186917141411829492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7186917141411829492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/yearly-event.html' title=''/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S69Yk1Ou4nI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/P0j_n-g7K8c/s72-c/if865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3255941208260735283</id><published>2010-03-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:03:24.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>the Torturous cold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was impromptu, to me, at least, to join them for Batam Cable Ski last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm aching... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the boat::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0F-4eJ3I/AAAAAAAAD48/UuWbh22eOUs/s1600-h/IMG_3788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451101676362409842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0F-4eJ3I/AAAAAAAAD48/UuWbh22eOUs/s400/IMG_3788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to the rain... so cold::&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0GSG7fcI/AAAAAAAAD5E/dSZ7S5DY2TM/s1600-h/IMG_3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451101681523326402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0GSG7fcI/AAAAAAAAD5E/dSZ7S5DY2TM/s400/IMG_3790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 3 of us again, after getting wet!::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0GnHDeuI/AAAAAAAAD5M/VZcEVEBMP1E/s1600-h/IMG_3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451101687160994530" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0GnHDeuI/AAAAAAAAD5M/VZcEVEBMP1E/s400/IMG_3801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the group, less Veronica who was bathing..::&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0FYHFBgI/AAAAAAAAD40/wIOL3EGb2XA/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451101665954694658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 272px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0FYHFBgI/AAAAAAAAD40/wIOL3EGb2XA/s400/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the last four standings..::&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0HDLMl4I/AAAAAAAAD5U/A1oR5l-hUe8/s1600-h/IMG_3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451101694694561666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 192px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0HDLMl4I/AAAAAAAAD5U/A1oR5l-hUe8/s400/IMG_3811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... who went Pasir Panjang Food Centre to have SEAFOOD! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the cold that made me felt a little sick... In the drizzle from morning till night! WOah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would love to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3255941208260735283?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3255941208260735283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3255941208260735283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3255941208260735283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3255941208260735283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/torturous-cold.html' title='the Torturous cold.'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Y0F-4eJ3I/AAAAAAAAD48/UuWbh22eOUs/s72-c/IMG_3788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3177746490692294828</id><published>2010-03-22T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:57:22.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I worked on a Saturday last last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun camwhoring::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Yw3DZfiQI/AAAAAAAAD4s/LDVkvifKfCg/s1600-h/IMG_3768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451098121341733122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Yw3DZfiQI/AAAAAAAAD4s/LDVkvifKfCg/s400/IMG_3768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the following Monday, went for a hairdo! Bleach highlight! Shiok::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl9AHr3UI/AAAAAAAAD3k/ERRZ97ZTKd4/s1600-h/if811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449608385285315906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl9AHr3UI/AAAAAAAAD3k/ERRZ97ZTKd4/s400/if811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. and the wash::&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl9YDuAfI/AAAAAAAAD3s/WRmWnQyFuVI/s1600-h/if814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449608391711130098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl9YDuAfI/AAAAAAAAD3s/WRmWnQyFuVI/s400/if814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Done at Yoou Hair Place, my friend is the lady boss, in fact, a one woman show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the new hair, went to fish prawns!::&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dnbzlj5HI/AAAAAAAAD4M/wwtTaER5Oks/s1600-h/if822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449610014008534130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dnbzlj5HI/AAAAAAAAD4M/wwtTaER5Oks/s400/if822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at Mr. Tang and his partner in crime::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl-N2RF_I/AAAAAAAAD30/2gxklKkC8Tw/s1600-h/if817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449608406150223858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl-N2RF_I/AAAAAAAAD30/2gxklKkC8Tw/s400/if817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The parking there sucks! Waited close to 40mins for a lot while Mr Tang is happily fishing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pathetic last prawn we caught::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl-rZftUI/AAAAAAAAD38/Yj1Yd0PGaPQ/s1600-h/if820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449608414082610498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl-rZftUI/AAAAAAAAD38/Yj1Yd0PGaPQ/s400/if820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most pathetic time of the day.....::&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl-4tukWI/AAAAAAAAD4E/SvcOZwxpJuM/s1600-h/if821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449608417657131362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Dl-4tukWI/AAAAAAAAD4E/SvcOZwxpJuM/s400/if821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we bbq-ed it on the spot!::&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6DncPfYWsI/AAAAAAAAD4U/kUI0Yjli5RU/s1600-h/if826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449610021498804930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6DncPfYWsI/AAAAAAAAD4U/kUI0Yjli5RU/s400/if826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The half-cooked prawns, yummy::&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6DndCEuiPI/AAAAAAAAD4k/DeM4CJt32JI/s1600-h/if831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449610035077220594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6DndCEuiPI/AAAAAAAAD4k/DeM4CJt32JI/s400/if831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and myself::&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6DncsJooOI/AAAAAAAAD4c/gKoJhTZGhgU/s1600-h/if830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449610029192224994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6DncsJooOI/AAAAAAAAD4c/gKoJhTZGhgU/s400/if830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So luckily babe didn't join us. HAHHAHA!! Not enough to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so proud i didn't horlan getting there leh! No phone help too! YEAH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3177746490692294828?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3177746490692294828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3177746490692294828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3177746490692294828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3177746490692294828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-i-worked-on-saturday-last-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S6Yw3DZfiQI/AAAAAAAAD4s/LDVkvifKfCg/s72-c/IMG_3768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-730139912237356374</id><published>2010-03-07T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:30:18.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodyworlds - Science Centre</title><content type='html'>Happily set off from home yesterday at about 4pm to the Singapore Science Centre - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BodyWorlds&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, look at the Q::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445837574744707554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5OAa8MiEeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mtETGgfl8lc/s400/if797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;That you don't even see the entrance right? Because we were at the other end. Thankfully it's 4pm++, not like 12pm under HOT scorching sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally we are NEAR::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445837582592081042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5OAbZbffJI/AAAAAAAAAoA/yWoGHgDBxBE/s400/if798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, enjoying the air-con inside was heavenly::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445837587409107698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5OAbrX9evI/AAAAAAAAAoI/3xETIGamqfw/s400/if800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But then, inside the exhibition was another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;suana&lt;/span&gt;. And damn those kids. Shouldn't they be restricted like only to weekdays or something? They definitely spoil the image of the awesome exhibition. They cannot understand a single thing, they had their fingers all over the glass casings leaving millions fingerprints. They talked loudly. They stood in front at every since specimen blocking those (like me) who are really interested! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.... Below photos are courtesy from Yahoo.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fetus::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445835894801768962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5N-5J67IgI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Riln2mJQU3Q/s400/07_A%252020-week%2520old%2520fetus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The lady::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445835902878673474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5N-5oAm6kI/AAAAAAAAAnY/bHYMrkS4fS4/s400/2968253489_c0c802cc94.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The gymnastics::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445835906322127154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 307px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5N-501l2TI/AAAAAAAAAng/tmsTdGxaSRE/s400/gyn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The horse and the rider::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445835921384359218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 375px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5N-6s8tRTI/AAAAAAAAAno/TQfUxjUr-JU/s400/horse.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The skin::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445835925775018370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 278px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5N-69ThaYI/AAAAAAAAAnw/-pLNxk4f5-M/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Some of them are so awesome they are gross in some ways. Especially when I know, they are made from REAL human bodies. Salute the donors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-730139912237356374?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/730139912237356374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=730139912237356374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/730139912237356374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/730139912237356374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/bodyworlds-science-centre.html' title='Bodyworlds - Science Centre'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S5OAa8MiEeI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mtETGgfl8lc/s72-c/if797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2311005313568007480</id><published>2010-03-06T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:27:06.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the flowers.</title><content type='html'>Ah Beng ordered delivery to my house last Sunday. 12 Pink Roses::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443216277955592562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4owXYsqwXI/AAAAAAAAD2k/QCUU0crSK3g/s400/IF792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asking for apology acceptance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I wasn't angry nor anything. Getting me back to his side is almost impossible as well. That was already a year ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I may be materialistic, but I stick to my principles, "Never be with a man just because he has got loads of money". Nope, I haven't stoop to that level yet and hope I never will be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only looked upon him as a good friend since. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, plucked 3 out and placed on my office desk. So nice isn't it?::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444795410072422834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_Mk-QLSbI/AAAAAAAABM4/QB98AuDUUQ4/s400/if794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And I luuuuuurve roses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2311005313568007480?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2311005313568007480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2311005313568007480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2311005313568007480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2311005313568007480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you-for-flowers.html' title='Thank you for the flowers.'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4owXYsqwXI/AAAAAAAAD2k/QCUU0crSK3g/s72-c/IF792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-6172110518921961082</id><published>2010-03-06T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:22:41.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the yearly ScubAddiction Lo Hei!</title><content type='html'>This year, I'm able to join!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falls just a day after the Chingay. @ Seafood Paradise-Singapore Flyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My table trying to be artistic, or, are they trying to promote iPhone?::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444796802910673378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N2C-sWeI/AAAAAAAABNI/2F6Kvep6bpA/s400/Seafood+Paradise+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444796798259978274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N1xp4YCI/AAAAAAAABNA/zjpoo5GKADY/s400/Seafood+Paradise+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Either way, my face not being serious, as usual. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesh, and then forced to do the 喜怒哀乐::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444796818037304770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N27VKbcI/AAAAAAAABNQ/j4v3rjB8Cqg/s400/Seafood+Paradise+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And DongYang and me poppped to other table for snap snap::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444796820392316258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N3EGpDWI/AAAAAAAABNY/dHCgFryuXjE/s400/Seafood+Paradise+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My table!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444796825579998370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N3XbezKI/AAAAAAAABNg/D88vY6zwqVk/s400/Seafood+Paradise+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thank you everyone!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444796945477520706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N-WFRzUI/AAAAAAAABNo/XmgAL0HqMsU/s400/Seafood+Paradise+Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Good gathering with good food. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do it again! Do it again!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6172110518921961082?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6172110518921961082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6172110518921961082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6172110518921961082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6172110518921961082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/yearly-scubaddiction-lo-hei.html' title='the yearly ScubAddiction Lo Hei!'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_N2C-sWeI/AAAAAAAABNI/2F6Kvep6bpA/s72-c/Seafood+Paradise+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-8735250622799193304</id><published>2010-03-06T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:28:47.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay 2010</title><content type='html'>Chingay! Every year I go. This year falls on 20 Feb. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's myself waiting for pre-parade to start::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443212387776111858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4os08pmpPI/AAAAAAAAD1U/KI0uXRP0F-k/s400/if734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohh, we parked at RafflesPlace and took a one-station train ride and walked a distance to where we were sitting. Heh^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bryan, Gurmit and YF walking about familarizing their part::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443212394794674546" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4os1Wy9aXI/AAAAAAAAD1c/MzehkcLFRF8/s400/if737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chekc out the FIRST program. Blast till my ears going deaf. Much MUCH worse than the F1 race. The crackers make u deaf and the smoke makes you blind::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443212405799112578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4os1_ynz4I/AAAAAAAAD1k/Fd18FZ2evF4/s400/if752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the performers throw little packets of things and we gotten one too! Marshmallows::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443212411025330418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4os2TQpkPI/AAAAAAAAD1s/T1Ck2-sXJGA/s400/if757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out the lighted 3-in-1 thingy. Mask, torch, fan::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443214847814385026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ovEJAbvYI/AAAAAAAAD10/fz1tcPeQ_8s/s400/if766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Using crane to perform sia.....::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443214856192788786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ovEoOACTI/AAAAAAAAD18/Rw1YqfcqMmQ/s400/if760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Finale::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443214867516492210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ovFSZyCbI/AAAAAAAAD2E/VL2nECByRn4/s400/if772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then proudly presents... Myself::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443214881620064962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ovGG8VesI/AAAAAAAAD2M/Nmu7D53kR0Q/s400/if775-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While walking to the Ang Pow River, saw this uncle so cute, carried his pongpong back but put into his bag like this.... SO CUTE LAR::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443212374636057442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4os0LsxU2I/AAAAAAAAD1M/Mh4Qd90_An8/s400/C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cai Shen!!!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443214889650203634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ovGk23q_I/AAAAAAAAD2U/0RGJVyZ9Yks/s400/if779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And we did like akk aunties did. Took some numbers::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443215529275951074" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ovrzpiB-I/AAAAAAAAD2c/D4IBHTtAC2I/s400/if782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But... as expected... never huat leh. Bought all permutations and for a few times. EEEEYER! Tsk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8735250622799193304?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8735250622799193304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8735250622799193304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8735250622799193304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8735250622799193304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/chingay-2010.html' title='Chingay 2010'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4os08pmpPI/AAAAAAAAD1U/KI0uXRP0F-k/s72-c/if734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-8731936690264880783</id><published>2010-03-06T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:27:57.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Marnies'/><title type='text'>初四 Company CNY Lunch &amp; Lion Dance</title><content type='html'>So! The yearly event I have to organise for the company. And the last for Mr. Say, our (ex)MD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prepared the red plates and vege and oranges in the morning much with Mas' help::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443234323676247570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4pAxyPvthI/AAAAAAAAD2s/YhlhGF6dfyU/s400/EV171419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Concurrently preparing for the CNY lunch.. Look at those lucky draw pressies::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443234337441870418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4pAylhuclI/AAAAAAAAD20/dN7y-bJG3tk/s400/EV171420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The troupe arrived much earlier than expected time. And to my surprise, THREE teams were activated down. And they tie the green::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443234347938458146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4pAzMoTqiI/AAAAAAAAD28/8Q_Ya5oNim8/s400/EV171421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Myself with the Dragon troupe before the start of the entire performance::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443234359207294066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4pAz2nAdHI/AAAAAAAAD3E/c7CBDYSSZGc/s400/EV171424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now I wondered who was the one who took this picture for us! Brrrrggghhh So precious photos but so blurrr. Should have done QC, afterall not many know how to use DSLR::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443313140815614578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4qIdi-H0nI/AAAAAAAAD3M/BPHPrnkokHY/s400/EV171425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The dragon that made my (ex)MD VERY pleased and happy. And it is actually complimentary!!!! 谢谢师父！::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443313153530185874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4qIeSVgyJI/AAAAAAAAD3U/Sk3rJuS3mMc/s400/EV171432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The crowd watching::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443316097591219650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4qLJp0XFcI/AAAAAAAAD3c/ol-2aT1m4Rk/s400/EV171433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This lion super funny and made my (ex)MD puzzled too. Suddenly crawled from one side to the middle and never moved since.... (actually busy peeling the oranges inside la). Made my (ex)MD distracted while the other lion is plucking the Green! Funny!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444782256468087826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_AnVQhVBI/AAAAAAAABLg/WPseensxPjk/s400/EV171438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My (ex)MD receiving the scroll::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444782272776328690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_AoSAtVfI/AAAAAAAABLo/1JiYnekyeGs/s400/EV171449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So this is it!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444782291501607074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_ApXxKaKI/AAAAAAAABLw/RjOH_ate_2M/s400/EV171452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AutoFrance lion::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444786822610800194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_ExHdxzkI/AAAAAAAABL4/i_60gVijbLQ/s400/EV171453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is how the Sales Consultants placed their ang pow with the oranges for the lions::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444786830999773250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_Exmt3YEI/AAAAAAAABMA/eQFq1RqNVBE/s400/EV171460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ta-Da::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444786848474003490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_Eyn0C-CI/AAAAAAAABMI/jlqfnOVdZeg/s400/EV171463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And the Hertz people::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444786859426525138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_EzQnVL9I/AAAAAAAABMQ/OPQ1VgxmFKo/s400/EV171478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The lions making their move, last bow to the (ex)MD::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444786879687736402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_E0cF-vFI/AAAAAAAABMY/goy0O79fjJs/s400/EV171481-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All getting ready to LoHei while Mr Say makes a speech::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444790879698887858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_IdRS9JLI/AAAAAAAABMg/NMQhbBvAom0/s400/EV171487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All the staff happily eating::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444790895792313570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_IeNP7VOI/AAAAAAAABMo/2OoyaGGPF2M/s400/EV171504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;... and my favourite dish::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444790905617134162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/S4_Iex2WMlI/AAAAAAAABMw/Zp4eiz2YfBc/s400/EV171505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That marks the LAST celebration we had with our (Ex)MD.. Awww...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, again, I didnt win the lucky draw and I don't wish to say anything more about the draw. Pisses me off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8731936690264880783?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8731936690264880783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8731936690264880783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8731936690264880783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8731936690264880783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/company-cny-lunch-lion-dance.html' title='初四 Company CNY Lunch &amp; Lion Dance'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4pAxyPvthI/AAAAAAAAD2s/YhlhGF6dfyU/s72-c/EV171419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7199337278793954791</id><published>2010-03-04T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:22:29.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>so!</title><content type='html'>... you like doing things with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like holidaying with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you can take photos with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you can publish the photos taken together with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like taking pics of the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like smoking with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like working with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like going out with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like being attentive and caring to the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like gambling with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like being in your car with the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... you like the gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i cannot blog or facebook anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i cannot be the one you bring to gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i cannot be taken a shot by your camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i cannot be the one you like sitting in your car with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i cannot be the one you feel attracted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i cannot be the one you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I had enough, though I know I've said this many a time. Ha! But yes, at least for NOW, I'm determined to I.G.N.O.R.E. you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7199337278793954791?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7199337278793954791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7199337278793954791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7199337278793954791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7199337278793954791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/so.html' title='so!'/><author><name>イーフ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VnfivxkgOfA/SWdscifz-1I/AAAAAAAABCA/HqjK9ChLpHA/S220/girlinglass.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3486371654298562924</id><published>2010-03-03T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:29:59.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Lunar New Year 2010</title><content type='html'>Soooo busy past few weeks and it is only now I found some time to blog about the CNY (though it is already over).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual like any other year, started with a lousy mood on the CNY eve doing steamboat dinner. Mom gave us the pressure and till today, I feel it is pointless, since resulted all of us in a silly mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we had steamboat, check this out::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443202775395607538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4okFbvgI_I/AAAAAAAADy0/sdMQq1NmJeA/s400/if714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, my favourite practice, to Chinatown we go!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443202792258054002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4okGaj0p3I/AAAAAAAADy8/sZ4EVHXpwvY/s400/if721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the men shopped!!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443202806720941554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4okHQcCzfI/AAAAAAAADzE/JYmkvMudKnM/s400/if723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of courses, the crackers and fireworks added to the festive mood we already had! Thank you Eff for picking me up from home :p And this year's budget got cut, must be. The crackers were so few and the fireworks were pathetic. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CNY DAY ONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A must have - Family portrait::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443202821803612626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4okIIoCGdI/AAAAAAAADzM/WDlbHs5fNVg/s400/IMG_3602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day time was spent on Dad's relatives' side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then night went to Uncle Frankie's house. All anxiously waiting for the Lion Dance troupe from Ngee Ann polytechnic::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443202833633949330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4okI0smtpI/AAAAAAAADzU/fGCDbQ7F1Cg/s400/IMG_3605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not forgetting myself! All ready for capturing the performance in my camera::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443205088894836306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4omMGMs3lI/AAAAAAAADzc/0vGttr6ZWD8/s400/IMG_3604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So here I am, with the Lions while they took a rest::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443205096144744354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4omMhNNr6I/AAAAAAAADzk/-SLOf07aKwA/s400/IMG_3620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Lions....::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443205107095005250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4omNJ_9aEI/AAAAAAAADzs/9ZO94azCJME/s400/IMG_3616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;.... and the Dragon::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443205115420929714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4omNpBA7rI/AAAAAAAADz0/IoQFVeI_2R0/s400/IMG_3627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And the plucking green section::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443205121722294978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4omOAfYIsI/AAAAAAAADz8/TsSmZKAnpPw/s400/IMG_3644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lions kissing eh?::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443207854895717042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4ootGWs2rI/AAAAAAAAD0E/LjgmawNoAhk/s400/IMG_3656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ta-Da! they stalled for time for this::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443207873540999986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oouL0FSzI/AAAAAAAAD0M/sgTQLbWmQJU/s400/IMG_3661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;CNY DAY TWO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day time as usual, the Gugus came.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After they left, parents and I went Auntie Cheng's place.. Do what? GAMBLE! and....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443207901385506098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oovziuvTI/AAAAAAAAD0k/IvRwJSWlkQA/s400/IMG_3663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.. KTV!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sisters and mother gang::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443207884926604994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oou2On1sI/AAAAAAAAD0U/0DDHx_zpmM0/s400/if727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hosts themselves::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443207887949770114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oovBfZrYI/AAAAAAAAD0c/b-4qmHsKEsI/s400/if728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CNY DAY THREE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our turn to throw a feast!!! And so I suggested noon time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom's dishes::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443209647898673778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oqVdz6wnI/AAAAAAAAD0s/3fhGzI4CL3A/s400/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And the usual gamblers gambled::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443209656626559058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oqV-UzuFI/AAAAAAAAD00/U0KWC1l8tW4/s400/IMG_3666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While the not-so-interested-in-gambling watched TV at my brother's place::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443209662064607490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oqWSlVwQI/AAAAAAAAD08/9CVUI3Y6A3s/s400/IMG_3668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And my cousin cannot understand the rationale of this below pic::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443209677918719426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4oqXNpQTcI/AAAAAAAAD1E/dWQAPLc9vog/s400/IMG_3670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But seriously, there is not reason behind this picture. I shiok, I take lor :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3486371654298562924?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3486371654298562924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3486371654298562924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3486371654298562924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3486371654298562924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-about-lunar-new-year-2010.html' title='All about Lunar New Year 2010'/><author><name>プルート</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12735798278008897260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/TOebd4QkKEI/AAAAAAAAD6g/GijoFH4MIug/S220/IMG_4710.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c41LoWDULJc/S4okFbvgI_I/AAAAAAAADy0/sdMQq1NmJeA/s72-c/if714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1870793387189556111</id><published>2010-02-15T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:59:25.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in preparation for the ang pows</title><content type='html'>On a random note, I bought this Pelican Torch out of the blue::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437979797724349746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eV0HscRTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/S_v-pdAxDMg/s400/if710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Best is, I don't even know how to insert the batteries and close the cap. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zzzz&lt;/span&gt;... Eventually did it with the help of some "kind" soul. And when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lighted&lt;/span&gt; up the torch, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; happy till that supposedly "kind" soul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lighted&lt;/span&gt; his, immediately I had this "I've got my feelings and money cheated" feel. Mine was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;machiam&lt;/span&gt; beside his. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dohz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, finally I have the time to collect my DVD "Princess and the Frog" from Wayne where we bought together in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt; almost a month back::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437979807591802834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eV0sdBp9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/myeTtnfXXO8/s400/IF711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Too busy to collect from him at his place. So finally I managed to squeeze some time and even had my favourite BK "breakfast" with Freddie at WM. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon after I busy this busy that, it is NEW YEAR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is how I have combined Valentines Day together with Chinese New Year::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437980648214965378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eWloBNLII/AAAAAAAAAnA/vBNLXgeci5g/s400/if726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And also hang this at the corridor!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437980643717329282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eWlXQ4sYI/AAAAAAAAAm4/PpyZmHiNNaQ/s400/if725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After all the decorations were done, time for reunion steamboat in the NEW location - Living Room (every year has always been in the kitchen)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437979811609544978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eV07a7iRI/AAAAAAAAAmg/caIiq6Q3fKY/s400/if714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am so planning next year's reunion dinner at my brother's place! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, though I haven't told him the plans yet. Anyway..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So straight after dinner, I went to Chinatown for the countdown and also for the just-wanna-be-in-the-crowd feel. Here we are (I was actually taking only me myself and i, those cheeky buggers behind me...)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437979822876133890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eV1lZGCgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/b_u5mR3zxlQ/s400/if721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the happy flowers buyers::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437979833417618258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eV2MqYU1I/AAAAAAAAAmw/oFs3oayCK78/s400/if723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's about it, for the preparation :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya, I'm 1hr late, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1870793387189556111?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1870793387189556111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1870793387189556111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1870793387189556111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1870793387189556111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-preparation-for-ang-pows.html' title='in preparation for the ang pows'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S3eV0HscRTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/S_v-pdAxDMg/s72-c/if710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2281968286799991334</id><published>2010-02-07T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T18:10:04.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again.</title><content type='html'>Again, 迁就你无聊的要求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别人所说的话，永远胜过我的感受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在你眼里就真的那么不值得。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sense of anger. Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what, you also scold. FARK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2281968286799991334?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2281968286799991334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2281968286799991334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2281968286799991334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2281968286799991334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/02/yet-again.html' title='Yet again.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-7052131652340046996</id><published>2010-02-06T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:26:55.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mubee'/><title type='text'> Mubees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched the "Tooth Fairy"::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435095833325060754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21W3TGLwpI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BzU1n2-ONTM/s400/tooth+fairy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think it's better than I thought. Comedy mah! Nice!&lt;p&gt;Okway.. enough of movies this week, thinking of shopping tomorrow. Have not bought a single CNY clothes yet!!! URGH! Hair also not done yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7052131652340046996?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7052131652340046996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7052131652340046996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7052131652340046996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7052131652340046996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/02/mubees.html' title='&lt;EDITED POST&gt; Mubees'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21W3TGLwpI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BzU1n2-ONTM/s72-c/tooth+fairy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5032413054777931178</id><published>2010-02-06T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:14:23.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp0rts/tRaveL'/><title type='text'>to the little island that is sooo prosperous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st Jan, a day I thought I want to see the newly opened Resort World. And so I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I was planning for Casino gambling but.... Nah.... Really, NOT intending to start gambling again... As least I am trying for now. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First peek of the Resort World, in the hot sun::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435091175174349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21SoKIgpFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/EO01-nmjquk/s400/IMG_3568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went in roam about. Saw the Victoria's Secret!!! Awwww.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All branded shops which I L.O.V.E.!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435092889165392306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21UL7P0abI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-mh7dy1WirI/s400/IMG_3590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then we were led to the path of getting slaughtered, the Casino::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435092894857199170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21UMQc2fkI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Rc0m25Sgpos/s400/IMG_3586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There, music was being played. The kind of i-sure-win-this-time very motivating music. Pyschologically you may think you have the luck for that very day you were there, but the very fact is, they had the fengshui all done, sucking you dry, inwards the Casino. Gamble at your own risk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The end of the illusion escalator came a nice entrance::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435091181431281970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21SohcR2TI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KRQaov0OJlg/s400/IMG_3575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cordoned up, can't enter::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435092872052987378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21UK7f51fI/AAAAAAAAAko/6ytBLnS0LL8/s400/IMG_3577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So we continued walking to upstairs, the open area. Saw this button. Abit stupid I thought::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435092873408533650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21ULAjF1JI/AAAAAAAAAkw/qqMQLG_lX4Q/s400/IMG_3578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We then approached the Universal Studios! "You can run, I can run. So no fear" Hence, we went across the barriers obviously telling us entry is only for special invites..::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435091157979006210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21SnKE0hQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/sATuxq9ADKQ/s400/DSC_9601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, we didn't manage to enter deep in. Only the entrance. HAHA. So we see from outside::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435092884277717538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21ULpCgaiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/AGtjGcPHtWQ/s400/IMG_3583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Sun was a little toooooo much for us to bear so we headed into the Hotels again. One of the centerpiece at one of the Hotel::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435095059189565618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21WKPN5iLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JksvKIvD7Bo/s400/IMG_3592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Quite like this display, Happy Tiger Year::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435095053438047570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21WJ5yoVVI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Jdk1Mof5WJ4/s400/IMG_3591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The photographer of the day, WoeiLiang, checking out the photos he just took of me. Heh::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435095066122961426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21WKpC8whI/AAAAAAAAAlg/U3BxQ5t7wzo/s400/IMG_3594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was then, a stroll along the beach UNDER THE HOT SORCHING SUN. Went to the Wave Riders see see look look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then, it's him training for his biatholon and myself, nuah-ing. One of my nonsense favourite photo! How I disappointed my photographer!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435091172071121362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21Sn-kpIdI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lyL-8Q7NykY/s400/DSC_9621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this! Haha. But my favourite picture of the day isn't this, it is something else that cannot be uoloaded onto the net. How wasted :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is just a random shot of me :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435091163777627970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21SnfrUd0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/dEzsJhXRirI/s400/DSC_9612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So what do I end up with for the soak in the sea?? RASHES AND CUTS!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435095075242816818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21WLLBStTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/JPyapSSTwZE/s400/IMG_3600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But because of all the nice photos taken, all's worth it! And I believed, we enjoyed ourselves.. ALOT *smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5032413054777931178?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5032413054777931178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5032413054777931178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5032413054777931178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5032413054777931178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-little-island-that-is-sooo.html' title='to the little island that is sooo prosperous'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S21SoKIgpFI/AAAAAAAAAkY/EO01-nmjquk/s72-c/IMG_3568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-8460296289763171983</id><published>2010-01-30T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:28:02.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must not continue to make my blog so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day, someone walked up to me and said, "Be careful, he is a player". I trusted my own eyes than ears... And that was probably the mistake I made since back in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I face the reality, I came to accept, he is not mine. And I know, it is never my loss. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me look forward to the rest of the 11 months of 2010 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have big plans coming up! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8460296289763171983?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8460296289763171983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8460296289763171983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8460296289763171983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8460296289763171983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-must-not-continue-to-make-my-blog-so.html' title=''/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-7144137274723760396</id><published>2010-01-29T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:46:46.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday noon was a challenge. Finding this in Singapore::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432186406601196962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S2MAwX8rhaI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EFBWrsz0qW8/s400/if700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think it's something common? But then, when you really desperately need to buy this, nowhere seems to sell. Haha! Thanks to Peugeot ASM, we managed to :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday was the move in fo Ford Focus RS to Regent Hotel::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432186416319112370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S2MAw8JnJLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/d5ur22wLV3I/s400/if703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really love to whack the car... Powerful. Waiting for the green one to arrive my office!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then, my colleagues were laughing at me looking soooo tiny inside the MPV Ford Galaxy::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432186423084064018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S2MAxVWgHRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/W2to3nGL3fk/s400/if704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought I look okay till I see the photo, so much spaCE!!! And gotta admit, in sitting driving postition, I cant reach out for the IU! Hahahahhaha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I went True Spa::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432186442622758562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S2MAyeI47qI/AAAAAAAAAj4/BKmpkhgavQU/s400/if705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's amazing the atmosphere is rather soothing and pretty much to my liking! Very nice, very comfy and hence, I handed over $600 for a package. HAHA! Redundant money spent, BUT my male sales consultant has got cute dimples!!! hehehe* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have free steaming facilities and also OSIM lounge which I thought was pretty good for relaxation after work. Can go use the free facilities (as a member) after work and then shower as well. Steaming is for detoxification! Hmmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow... a trip upnorth. *wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7144137274723760396?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7144137274723760396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7144137274723760396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7144137274723760396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7144137274723760396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-noon-was-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S2MAwX8rhaI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EFBWrsz0qW8/s72-c/if700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-8051372070316752564</id><published>2010-01-25T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:59:43.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vrrrooooom so fast!</title><content type='html'>Ford Focus RS has arrived in my office building! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it! It made me wanna @#$$@#%#$%^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check the Muscle Car of the Year out man!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430675744346916514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S12i0QggxqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Zq5cR7LQAwU/s400/rs2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430675736636003234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S12izzyFk6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hIURUDOA4yM/s400/rs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its blue is soooo manly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I was wearing my specs, I'd be on that driver's seat! Trust me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;0-100km/h only takes less than 6secs, how to resist such muscular body???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sat in it. I feel like racing. Turst me, unspeakable orgasm, a different kind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8051372070316752564?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8051372070316752564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8051372070316752564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8051372070316752564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8051372070316752564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/vrrrooooom-so-fast.html' title='vrrrooooom so fast!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S12i0QggxqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Zq5cR7LQAwU/s72-c/rs2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7699939757553177214</id><published>2010-01-24T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:22:05.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happened yesterday was just a phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HK dream we spoke about, was a empty talk, I know it will never happen. Because you are already going on a holiday today, together with her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look up the sky, I shook my head and whisper, "You happy can liao".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I nod my head, I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****************&lt;/div&gt;Orange will be back in Singapore tomorrow. Wondered if he had bought anything for me? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7699939757553177214?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7699939757553177214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7699939757553177214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7699939757553177214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7699939757553177214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-happened-yesterday-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-6207430238651614964</id><published>2010-01-20T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:45:28.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm peeeeeeeling!</title><content type='html'>This is the peel This is the peel!!!! THIS IS THE PEEL!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428817169191040594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1cIc8gsdlI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MsCSQvcnnr4/s400/if691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm shedding so much skin even my bosses eeeewwww me. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know until how long. I wonder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And oh boy am I sleepy, just got back from office..... Yesterday went Timbre and boy was I impressed with the live band!! Woot! Be back there again soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6207430238651614964?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6207430238651614964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6207430238651614964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6207430238651614964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6207430238651614964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-peeeeeeeling.html' title='i&apos;m peeeeeeeling!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1cIc8gsdlI/AAAAAAAAAjI/MsCSQvcnnr4/s72-c/if691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-153327286911931957</id><published>2010-01-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:10:36.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am finally outta sailing boat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I was told to reach at 11am few days before, then just a day before, I was told to reach at 12pm. So I did. I mean, I was slightly late lar.. about 12.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! The boat was already rigged up! I merely quickly undressed into my bikinis, dumped my bag into Leonard's box and bounced to the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the professional, Leonard::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427210077032737970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FSz3r07LI/AAAAAAAAAhA/FbFcmhfEaTc/s400/IMG_3404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, another professional, Freddy::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427210080125298146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FS0DNJpeI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jQ6zKflOu40/s400/IMG_3406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the fako sailor, me::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427211839022339554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FUabm4leI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YfoXurjc_PI/s400/IMG_3407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All so serious except me, still that cheeky bouncy mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We eagerly hopped on to the boat, look at their serious helming looks::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427211842280622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FUanvuCWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7d83rmHMUdo/s400/IMG_3409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So came my turn to be the Crew, enjoying it away. Please note the Sun's strength, this is only the beginning::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427211853024882370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FUbPxWbsI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vpQqs9cACOg/s400/IMG_3413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yesh! My first time out!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427211856171035794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FUbbfc7JI/AAAAAAAAAho/NErE6r7_zbI/s400/IMG_3418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohioooooooo::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427211864633304930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FUb7BA52I/AAAAAAAAAhw/ChOwfvxcTyM/s400/IMG_3419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427213181787324898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FVolzAQeI/AAAAAAAAAh4/_fq9fI4gn0I/s400/IMG_3420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there we are!! All enjoying (while I slowly get sunburnt..)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427213185275357986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FVoyynayI/AAAAAAAAAiA/NqgN8RALiMg/s400/IMG_3432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Leonard and Freddy::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427213194271044450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FVpUTWs2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/wBtF6ziMGwc/s400/IMG_3438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Fred said this picture I looked like I got raped....zzzzzz::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427213201029508642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FVptesriI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CPGLRejxIIk/s400/IMG_3454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we stopped by Pasir Ris beach, Leonard treated us Ice Cream and Coke!!! Yeah. So we had fun @ da Beach::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427213208469422834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FVqJMgwvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Q542AxcZ1-A/s400/IMG_3458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to pack up after a 3.5hrs sail::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427215401130698914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FXpxfsqKI/AAAAAAAAAig/gbW6ZR-TlMY/s400/IMG_3461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427215411935523698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FXqZvxM3I/AAAAAAAAAio/znHE4ITxO_A/s400/IMG_3463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427215416849584082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FXqsDXz9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/Zzv4oLlCYaY/s400/IMG_3468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the "coffins"..... are actually the lockers for the barangs barangs lor... Hehe::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427215424065920834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FXrG74X0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/PNupFiJMCbA/s400/IMG_3470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, we ended the 3.5hrs sail around Ubin with the route you see below::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427724770338782834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1Mm69qhvnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/0GIkr7Tk_0o/s400/20100110_Leo_Cat_Around_Ubin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end of sail is the beginning of the sunburnt agony............... Call me a bangladesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, rushed home and finally, went to watch Avatar in 3D. A show that I never thought I would have watched. Just didn't thought it is as good as it really is.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427210059809239234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FSy3hbMMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Iv_t126DxaA/s400/avatar+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427210070156220722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FSzeEVmTI/AAAAAAAAAgw/XihIjcpnTP8/s400/avatar+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;No regrets watching! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, back from JB from manicure, pedicure (so now my nails are in Turquoise!), massage, frog porridge and a bonus strawberry flavoured chocolate with strawberry milk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If only every weekend is like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-153327286911931957?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/153327286911931957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=153327286911931957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/153327286911931957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/153327286911931957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-finally-outta-sailing-boat.html' title='i am finally outta sailing boat!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FSz3r07LI/AAAAAAAAAhA/FbFcmhfEaTc/s72-c/IMG_3404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2541832009993144400</id><published>2010-01-16T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:40:36.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><title type='text'>Since ages........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FQNh0BAUI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hevOW-xJapQ/s1600-h/avatar+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foremost thing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOYCOTT NEW YORK SKIN SOLUTIONS!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205985298956802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FPFsyeQgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FWdr3iSNGM0/s400/if671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not kidding. They sucks in their Marketing. I took part in a contest and they blast my mobile like damn desperate for business. For many days!!! Called me from morning till night. From when I'm in a meeting till when I'm in bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One fine day I finally decided to pick the call, actually, I accidentally picked the call. They told me the skin test trial is free. I thought why not. So they say all I need to, is to go down to any outlet, and prepare 2.5hrs for the whole process. I even asked TWICE, is the entire process really complimentary, she said "Yes". I double assured for the entire 2.5hrs is it FREE? She again, said "Yes. Don't worry".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, I am typing a Complaint Letter to New York Skin Solution.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was there, the skin test trial only needed 5mins! Where is the other 2hrs 25mins?!?! The consultant gave a few package choices. I felt so desperately wanted to run out!! But she bugged me like if I want to step out, choose one package. KNN. That's how I wasted $350.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What angered me was, one consultant tell me the process is another 2hrs. But my therapist laughed and said, the process is only 1hr! Fark lo! Told me 2hrs was to make me felt value for money?? The actual process was soooo short I was cursing NEW YORK SKIN SOLUTION with all my heart! And trust me, their treatment process sucks! I don't feel pampered at all. Worse when I wasn't the only one in the room. Yucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got any difference after doing meh?? I think I look more like I did something to my hair than to my face::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205045395419090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FOO_YAb9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/-p_lCBHfZ74/s400/if672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I am writing a letter to them as complaint today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I finally heading to Butterfactory last Saturday!!! After hearing the place for soooooo many times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205034238254642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FOOVz7njI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oxmzKtgOopo/s400/butterfactory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eric, together with Esther, picked me up from home. We went Rochester TWO for dinner and wine before we head down to Butterfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the three "E"s in the disco::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205047958035682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FOPI6-3OI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xCdUTATVEX4/s400/if679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I bet if you do remember how does Simon looks like, you would definitely have said "Wow! Eric looks like Simon!" Haha... I felt so too, but Simon is bigger in size though, and Simon is soooooo charasmatic. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the 2 "E"s::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205971406219506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FPE5CL6PI/AAAAAAAAAgA/CtcG13PH0oE/s400/if676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And just one "E":&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205057624740194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FOPs7tEWI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9XKNG4pxiX8/s400/if682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the E.M.E.::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FPFSDr1NI/AAAAAAAAAgI/P7ATvKsqGoQ/s1600-h/if684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427205978123392210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FPFSDr1NI/AAAAAAAAAgI/P7ATvKsqGoQ/s400/if684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank Mel, for inviting us. We had fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come? Keke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2541832009993144400?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2541832009993144400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2541832009993144400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2541832009993144400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2541832009993144400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/since-ages.html' title='Since ages........'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FPFsyeQgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/FWdr3iSNGM0/s72-c/if671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3827863618442934301</id><published>2010-01-16T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:25:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the 3rd house party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. It's the third house party for this festive season I attended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was held on 2 Jan @ YL's house, as usual. Almost like a tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the latest to reach, somehow. First time ever happened to me. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! Look at all the pressies::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427203423091891186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FMwj0tG_I/AAAAAAAAAe4/84qHCggg6gY/s400/17462_402017015331_726845331_10275978_3603635_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the presents exchange, I got Freddie's gift::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427203431871644450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FMxEh9gyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/wkwceqMvSl8/s400/17462_402017120331_726845331_10275990_3276152_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Aaron got my gift::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427203438049367266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FMxbi2FOI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/UVM0R82Zkkg/s400/17462_402017170331_726845331_10275998_7398849_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched "Hitler" while they played "Saboteur" the entire night till YL decided we should change game that can involve everyone..... Played the "Wolf, Fortune Teller, Villager" game for another few hours before we called it a day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3827863618442934301?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3827863618442934301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3827863618442934301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3827863618442934301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3827863618442934301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-3rd-house-party.html' title='it&apos;s the 3rd house party!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/S1FMwj0tG_I/AAAAAAAAAe4/84qHCggg6gY/s72-c/17462_402017015331_726845331_10275978_3603635_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-8584231982636629925</id><published>2010-01-03T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:07:16.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You could have told me...</title><content type='html'>.. that having breakfast with me is a chore, then I wouldn't have felt as disappointed as now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please recognise my efforts. I made sure the car is full tank and cashcard is loaded, I set my alarm and reminded you to set yours, I deliberately woke much earlier than needed, I bugged you to wake up, I showered, I put on new set of clothes, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to know, having a meal with me is a chore. My long waited favourite breakfast is an empty promise from you to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel the slightest appreciation I sent you to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for showing me, how little you cared for me, once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-8584231982636629925?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/8584231982636629925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=8584231982636629925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8584231982636629925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/8584231982636629925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-could-have-told-me.html' title='You could have told me...'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-2471879419236524239</id><published>2010-01-02T08:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:14:09.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new year. 1 Jan</title><content type='html'>Took a train. (My next train ride is gonna be 365 days later, just hated taking trains!) Met up with Esther and Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked our butts at..:: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421666390163352434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2g20xca3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZaDfrDBPWoc/s400/if645.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;To justify our non-driving outing, we had to drink beer. Worse when we saw Suntec has 1007 empty lots!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The waitress gave us this:: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421666398346546866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2g3TQeDrI/AAAAAAAAAd4/K0pjNcWNhPk/s400/if633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Packed with fun-filled items! Just look at me::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421666407464541634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2g31OXncI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rSWSQFuZMOo/s400/if636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So we created our own pre-party mood::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421666423465112034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2g4w1M8eI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LDf_ZRnMfyY/s400/if638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421666414894491170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2g4Q5zpiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/fRV7Y73hgfk/s400/if639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Came 11.30pm, we just have to take a walk to see the fireworks. So visited the washroom first. Couldn't resist the phototaking::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421677436305566466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2q5y2-awI/AAAAAAAAAeY/iEtdX_obX1Y/s400/if646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First (decent) photo of the year~!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421677448272174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2q6fcCXuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/velt3-odOVY/s400/if655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I was all hyped up (tying two ponytails trying to look 2 year younger, hope it did worked)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421677452686978962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2q6v4m75I/AAAAAAAAAeo/pvXo5Kz3lpc/s400/if659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then it was back to Paulaner again. HAHA! Sat till late until they have to change our glasses to those plastic ones, because they were closing. Ha! How different the wine tasted!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421677458946023746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2q7HM4YUI/AAAAAAAAAew/ruTnGsgdMuE/s400/if662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Took a cab at 5ish and slept at 6am, and woke at 12pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom cooked lunch. So the mother and daughter had lunchie at home together. The next 6hrs was spent nuah-ing in front of my laptop cum TV.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Came evening, had a mini Family dinner at Lotus Garden. $22/pax buffet style. Prawns to start my year. Woot!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went back home to catch 9pm drama and as if dinner wasn't full enough, had Ah Pek to bring me for...... BEN &amp;amp; JERRY'S @ Safari (as usual). Actually, it was he himself who was hungry, cheyy. Kept complaining he giddy because of hunger. And made me wonder why would someone starve himself on the first day of new year. HAHA! Siao Ding Dong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a strange sequence supper. We had the ice cream as dessert FIRST then went Hong Kong Cafe at Yishun for the main course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zero damage for me for the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well-spent first day of the year! Yeah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now, parents left for Malacca, and I just got back home from sending them to Golden Mile. Time to nuah till house party at Yanling's tonight :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2471879419236524239?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2471879419236524239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2471879419236524239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2471879419236524239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2471879419236524239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-1-jan.html' title='The new year. 1 Jan'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sz2g20xca3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZaDfrDBPWoc/s72-c/if645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-5552737163285593480</id><published>2010-01-01T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:24:01.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was 2009 good for me?</title><content type='html'>Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a pretty tough question. Maybe I can only answer this in pointers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Late working nights everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Least diving trip in a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went up to Manado alone for 10days during my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hopes pinned on BaoBall the entire year were dashed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Orange came into the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Reconciled with my best friend - Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Changed my room's furniture (partially)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Became a proud owner of the Kah Poh 车!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 1st departure of an auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty sums up all. Everything has been smooth. Let's hope 2010 will be somewhat similar, smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do look forward for more work-related events coming up. Heh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, time for some financial planning and plan for holidays!!!! Woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5552737163285593480?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5552737163285593480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5552737163285593480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5552737163285593480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5552737163285593480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2010/01/was-2009-good-for-me.html' title='Was 2009 good for me?'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-4032686316494492199</id><published>2009-12-29T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:49:02.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's Christmas, I gave BaoBall a pair of red-silver cufflinks (because it matches his uniform, which he still wears at work, I think) wrapped in nice packaging with Panda Stickers plastered on it.. This year, ain't giving any pressie to him, I bet he has more exclusive gifts from his girlfriends anyway. So, time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think this year's Christmas is pretty a long one. We will see why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that packing and wrapping of the pressies for my company people, I also still pack for house parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so, gotten pressies in return!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate bars Christmas tree from my Boss! The wrapped and unwrapped versions::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420303552802170658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjJXP-PpyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/fwAb6jdTKc8/s400/if620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420303559505741938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjJXo8gCHI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KFOtTgM1ZHI/s400/if623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I met up with Dotty and Paul @ Marina Bay Golf Course (a place I horlan-ed for an hour to get to from my office. Note: average journey actually takes only 20mins) and receive this from Paul::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420303536999875394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjJWVGrw0I/AAAAAAAAAbE/tGwA90sls30/s400/if618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So Des Ne.... The unwrapped version::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420303546578136930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjJW4yUb2I/AAAAAAAAAbM/thgbUhNFWps/s400/if619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Inside? Cosmetics! I Love Clinique actually! Thanks Paul!! Lub chew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And nice chocolates packed inside from my colleague (she bought that cool paperbag especially for me actually)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307571063648850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjNBJKb8lI/AAAAAAAAAbs/hOMQSHjXjAM/s400/if625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, Present from Terence!! Inside are Elizabeth Arden stuff! Their green tea stuff just smell soooo good and refreshing! My boss got white Baby-G from him, I love that as well!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420303567887875394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjJYIK9PUI/AAAAAAAAAbk/LJZTUjpDpUM/s400/if624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And so, another boss gave me this, Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn hand therapy cream (which I currently use as well, COOL)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307574296189186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjNBVNImQI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6kWO7rUJQ_M/s400/if626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My new colleague (only 3.5 days with us then) gave me this! YUMMY::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307585427728450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjNB-rGaEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/N_us2Z5p8aQ/s400/if627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;From the office 'lucky draw'::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307588873073634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjNCLgiM-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/50E4mNqO6IY/s400/if628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And babe specially baked this for me!!! And personally delivered to my office in the morning! Oh, how I appreciate alot!!! (abit fogging because I refrigerated it)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307595408542530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjNCj2ti0I/AAAAAAAAAcM/tLd_uJFh1g8/s400/if629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420308718803879970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjOD81CCCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/EEH47GDyM5Q/s400/if632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;House party actually started since 19 Dec, at my brother's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My family::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420659704482130498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNSAXuakI/AAAAAAAAAck/7fK2vRJG64Q/s400/family4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we had games together::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420659717087074274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNSvU-l-I/AAAAAAAAAc0/KOig1WUcqvQ/s400/game3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brother tying my mom's hair during the game (keke)::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420659718484392338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNS0iH-ZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/KcesUOh4a98/s400/game6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The YAP family emerged as the winner!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420659712770452738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNSfP0LQI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lZT3HQ1vqRA/s400/family3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aftermath of the game, my mom::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420660209410881282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNvZYHtwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9Cl4-ix7ZWs/s400/game9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad happy to receive present::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420659698214634098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNRpBcAnI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OJL0Fe4zt9U/s400/dad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My mom too!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420660212970963762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNvmo6QzI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1M8BrrcrBiw/s400/mom3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That pretty much sums up the 'party' at my brother's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas Eve was spent at YN's place. With her Salsa peers and colleagues, whom I know none.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is us all::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420660222640335954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNwKqRLFI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vRfGhusrQnU/s400/group1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And receive present!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420660226522419170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNwZH1D-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/SxW1_DaIPXk/s400/pressie!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Myself and YN::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420660231308614498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzoNwq88m2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/xu1ZQhO_Nck/s400/yn+and+eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, one more house party coming up on 2Jan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas was spent in Malaysia, Port Dickson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arrived at Port Dickson pretty late like about... 4ish afternoon. Started searching for hotel till 5ish before we checked in Cozzi Hotel. RM 160/night, not too bad, considering EVERYTHING is brand new (except the bedsheets, i suppose)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did not do anything much as we were pretty drained by the journey. Especially when this Orange went car racing on the highway. -.-!! Cannot be provoked. Tsk. Traffic Jam and insisted on travelling at 180km/h, why ar? Men. Ego. But we came back safely, so okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a simple hawker dinner nearby the hotel as it was rainy and everywhere was wet. Beach was soooo dark we didnt even bother to stroll along the beach after dinner. Went back and lay motionless on bed watching HBO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day, I sat at the beach alone, in a blank. Then took a swim in the hotel pool. Can't believe I even chatted with the workers who were building a water slide. I seem to get along well with workers.. Hmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually was having a throbbing headache but still went ahead to central market to grab some jumbus, longgans, corns, etc. In the rain. It was nice to have someone peeling the longgans for me in the hotel :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We checked out on Sunday at 12pm and headed back. I slept throughout the journey because of that headache I was having still. Orange wasn't unhappy. Keke. Had 'abalone' noodles in JB before heading back Singapore. No jam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This trip could have been more relaxed if I didnt had that headache. It could be even more fun if I can take photos. It is hard for a camwhore to resist in bringing her camera out. Really. But for some reason, I cannot snap pictures. Boo....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so, reality struck. Back to work. Hectic work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4032686316494492199?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4032686316494492199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4032686316494492199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4032686316494492199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4032686316494492199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SzjJXP-PpyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/fwAb6jdTKc8/s72-c/if620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-386615805071720075</id><published>2009-12-20T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:52:18.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damaged...</title><content type='html'>AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping in Jurong Point with mama.. Just the two of us. Shop till I drop. Mama bought pants in one of my favourite retail shop for clothing. Myself? A black (as usual) top and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Fit sandals for office events wear, not cheap lor!!!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417278030246355138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sy4JqqJcoMI/AAAAAAAAAas/5MYpcpldsgg/s400/if615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look-good purplish shoes from SKETCHES! Super comfortable but..... high damage::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417278019946293554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sy4JqDxuKTI/AAAAAAAAAak/mmL8Hk914dY/s400/if614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't even know when got chance to wear that kind. Haha. Waste money nia~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then came home to wrap pressies.. Till now, freaking 11pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pressies for within my company::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330043755192290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sy44-PkUX-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9AYLiWCkksQ/s400/IF617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, yesterday went over to brother's place for a little celebration... Check my funky brother and wife out::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417330031022769010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sy449gIrA3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/tcnrByWM7P0/s400/if616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was found at the door gates! Cool right? kekekeke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it! My Sunday spent on damaging wallet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright.... Plans for the coming week? Be office Santa, diver threesome date, families gathering, ........ conquer Mount Ophir. Oh, and tsk, Rafflescity move-out to end the coming week....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-386615805071720075?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/386615805071720075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=386615805071720075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/386615805071720075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/386615805071720075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/12/damaged.html' title='Damaged...'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sy4JqqJcoMI/AAAAAAAAAas/5MYpcpldsgg/s72-c/if615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-4058242884049091426</id><published>2009-12-16T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:48:40.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "rest". Finally</title><content type='html'>Ever since the preparation of D&amp;amp;D of my company, I never really had a rest. Never had the luxury to have dine-out lunch. Never had the normal working hours of leaving the office at 7pm, always at 9pm the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, finally I have managed to leave the office since Monday at 7pm. So cool and everything seems so different. It almost seems like I have more than 24hrs a day now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past continuous events setup drained me soooo much I just dread going to work every morning. But now, so much better. Went to work with a relaxed heart and making sure my timetable is on schedule and not missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come January will be hell again. But I guess I really need to improve on time management. Have to learn to reject work politely and also political correctly. Tough as I am always a "okay lor" worker. I am seriously learning on this, if not, my portfolio will forever be empty if I keep helping my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have just spent a day driving. Driving around town is not that destable unless it hits the peak hours like what I did earlier on. Hell. People jam. Traffic jam. Boo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to look forward to this week (though it's abit late to mention)??&lt;br /&gt;1. Babe's birthday celebration at Timbre&lt;br /&gt;2. Cycle and Carriage Christmas Party&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopping?&lt;br /&gt;4. The monthly period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think number 4 is the least happy to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shiok to be at home this early at 8ish!!! Yippeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-4058242884049091426?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/4058242884049091426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=4058242884049091426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4058242884049091426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/4058242884049091426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-finally.html' title='The &quot;rest&quot;. Finally'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-2752655565292242788</id><published>2009-12-13T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:47:14.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on Asiaone Motoring!</title><content type='html'>Xiaoshun texted me on Thursday the link and told me i'm on Asiaone motoring website. I thought it was some kind of virus or spam. You know...? Those links that people keep forwarding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the confirmed-not-virus link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://motoring.asiaone.com/Motoring/News/Story/A1Story20091208-184741.html"&gt;http://motoring.asiaone.com/Motoring/News/Story/A1Story20091208-184741.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is REALLY me in the website and I do remember when were these photos taken. Just that during the point of time, I don't even know who is the photographer who has been taking me all the while.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414716596067409506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SyTwDkQCnmI/AAAAAAAAAaU/k0vL7UgWKqc/s400/asiaone+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414716593441003154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SyTwDad21pI/AAAAAAAAAaM/t6-JnQ8o2Wc/s400/asiaone+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414716599529018946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SyTwDxJWlkI/AAAAAAAAAac/cPrwJ-lIRqI/s400/asiaone+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I know, he is from asiaone motoring...... Hehe*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2752655565292242788?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2752655565292242788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2752655565292242788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2752655565292242788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2752655565292242788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-on-asiaone-motoring.html' title='I&apos;m on Asiaone Motoring!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SyTwDkQCnmI/AAAAAAAAAaU/k0vL7UgWKqc/s72-c/asiaone+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7660704339307040458</id><published>2009-12-12T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:13:52.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE YEARS AND COUNTING!</title><content type='html'>WOW! My this blog has been 3 years ongoing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And considering this is my THIRD blog, which is to say, I have been blogging for more than 5 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wondered if I do have any regular readers.... hmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7660704339307040458?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7660704339307040458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7660704339307040458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7660704339307040458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7660704339307040458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-years-and-counting.html' title='THREE YEARS AND COUNTING!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2279256829115984634</id><published>2009-12-12T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:43:35.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>旧的不去，新的不来。</title><content type='html'>Weeks ago, I impulsively bought new furniture for my room that costs nearly $1k in all. IMPULSIVELY, I repeat. @ IKEA. Sighh** &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm loving them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, suffered for a few days. Packing unpacking packing...... Aiyo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the BEFORE look::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420452893777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWzSLFDX_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mlPxQh-Suu0/s400/if545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Terrible mess, I know. 20 years old furniture.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I cleared 2 shelves....::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420460698123922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWzSoJwPpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/74ymVmCy6g0/s400/if546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the following day, all's cleared::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420464071911970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWzS0uIKiI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bFcaMKFdFgU/s400/if547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I had my brother and father to move the oldies away::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420478777739890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWzTrgRSnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Z3xcqpF1CMQ/s400/if549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(And mom wiped and mopped for me while I was at work)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My new cupboard, nice glass right?::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420482417956898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWzT5EKmCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Uky8hSNh0aU/s400/if550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And my new black glass table beside!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401421136446929138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWz59g0uPI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QfDf9lFhcMI/s400/if551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And all the things were in::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407678350770920706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwvuzxVFXQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gpJxWdTdJ_I/s400/if583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course, partial of the things were not kept till today.. been a month or so actually. That reminds me to pack them tonight! Boo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2279256829115984634?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2279256829115984634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2279256829115984634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2279256829115984634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2279256829115984634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='旧的不去，新的不来。'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWzSLFDX_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/mlPxQh-Suu0/s72-c/if545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-1597167624165907299</id><published>2009-11-28T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T19:45:39.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAFFLESCITY PEUGEOT ROADSHOW</title><content type='html'>Yup, have been pretty busy with this roadshow... Everyday at RafflesCity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Peugeot Christmas Roadshow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;27 Nov - 3 Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;RafflesCity Garden Court, Level 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me there! Though I am not ALWAYS there la. Been there past 2 days.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-1597167624165907299?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/1597167624165907299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=1597167624165907299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1597167624165907299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/1597167624165907299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/rafflescity-peugeot-roadshow.html' title='RAFFLESCITY PEUGEOT ROADSHOW'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-2255242073157126312</id><published>2009-11-28T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:09:51.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Short Hair</title><content type='html'>So far, my short hair has received positive response! Keke** &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went collect passport on Monday, and this is when I finally can spend teeny weeny time with my favourite cute boy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814471501402322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sw_4Gs3VUNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/vJ4Fy7g1UHs/s400/if584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814461184694674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sw_4GGbo2ZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VUjL0ubCeIg/s400/if586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, he took my phone and went snapping which I thought this would be a good shot! With my parents in it::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814472705315314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sw_4GxWXkfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZGWmTiBk4tg/s400/if593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And then, at night, flaunt my NEW hair to babe! hehe::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814488919851346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sw_4HtwNwVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/OjUbTWKmQx0/s400/if596-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Picture quite blur though.. *bleah*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then the following day was Lunch at Clarke Quay by MD! It is to thank us for organising the D&amp;amp;D. So here is myself!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408814479130372786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sw_4HJSOKrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/r4FvPeiP7Uk/s400/if597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am trying to get used with my SHORT hair..... Wooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2255242073157126312?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2255242073157126312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2255242073157126312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2255242073157126312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2255242073157126312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-short-hair.html' title='My Short Hair'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sw_4Gs3VUNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/vJ4Fy7g1UHs/s72-c/if584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-6780610444093375890</id><published>2009-11-22T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:51:04.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Marnies'/><title type='text'>"French Celebration" - at RafflesCity</title><content type='html'>20th November, "French Celebration" by RafflesCity, agnès b. &amp;amp; Peugeot held at Rafflescity 5pm. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Launch of agnès b. designs. We, Peugeot, sponsored our cars for them to stick their designs on. Heh^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the launch, the two Peugeot 107 were covered in French "flags"::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406835784510725282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swjwf9ah3KI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VBtVoejQ158/s400/IMG_2869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before the Launch, went around "shopping" in agnès b.::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406835770377286882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwjwfIw2tOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/KUyQ8Rzs7D8/s400/agnes+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out the food right in front of me::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406835793359854594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwjwgeYU3AI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Lb8ch3mj3sk/s400/IMG_2874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At the store corner::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406840586151426386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj03c64eVI/AAAAAAAAAYY/booPOgIWnfg/s400/IMG_2880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Terence, as usual, snap snap::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406835794784610162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwjwgjsA53I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/T88bNV-9OwE/s400/IMG_2878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;'Branded' Jelly beans!!!!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406840592066218626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj03y9FCoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Lp51FJcNEnQ/s400/IMG_2887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The other corner of Peugeot cars in RafflesCity::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406835773459189506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwjwfUPozwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/mEfhkK9Zlis/s400/IMG_2863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5pm, the unveil::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8e5db1453cf92ff6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8e5db1453cf92ff6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331173739%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F498786EBB47B82B15C7B757458921DDA89AB94.186C668BE5B80F43668B7431F9549C3938256C79%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e5db1453cf92ff6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3FWm02oD6J5IIiTE3Ryx1zDSEEI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8e5db1453cf92ff6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331173739%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F498786EBB47B82B15C7B757458921DDA89AB94.186C668BE5B80F43668B7431F9549C3938256C79%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e5db1453cf92ff6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3FWm02oD6J5IIiTE3Ryx1zDSEEI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Confetti::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406840601694508034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj04W0pFAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/i4sHDSbDr8k/s400/IMG_2896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Presenting Peugeot 107 STRIPES::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406840610023065762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj0412UyKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/oAagW0eIcow/s400/IMG_2901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;.. and the Peugeot 107 POLKA DOTS::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406840617469575794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj05RltgnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5OOndihYcdM/s400/IMG_2903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Come on down to Rafflescity and vote for your favourite design at the Concierge counter and you could be the $500 shopping voucher winner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myself, loving hearts::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406841654823576050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj11qCLYfI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Z0TzUUq5ZYw/s400/IMG_2905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And of course, with RafflesCity partner, June::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406841673049804002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj12t7pjOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/0wmo7EBSzy0/s400/june+and+eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How not to fatten up with these goodies.....::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406841662348424434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swj12GEPdPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/54ZaMzv0Tow/s400/IMG_2908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Love Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-6780610444093375890?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/6780610444093375890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=6780610444093375890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6780610444093375890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/6780610444093375890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/french-celebration-at-rafflescity.html' title='&quot;French Celebration&quot; - at RafflesCity'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/Swjwf9ah3KI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VBtVoejQ158/s72-c/IMG_2869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3812335176470552315</id><published>2009-11-22T03:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T03:58:25.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the one...</title><content type='html'>.. who doesn't believe I had short hair before!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhGKQIdVkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yOOibmK4VKc/s1600/new+hairstyle+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406648494601360962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhGKQIdVkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yOOibmK4VKc/s400/new+hairstyle+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhGKN9v7KI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Jsb0i2d5Z1g/s1600/Del%27s+Wedding+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406648494019570850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhGKN9v7KI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Jsb0i2d5Z1g/s400/Del%27s+Wedding+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhFnn3EspI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pVaedjtvhks/s1600/me+myself+i+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406647899675472530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhFnn3EspI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pVaedjtvhks/s400/me+myself+i+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;So! Now I'm thinking of chopping off my hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3812335176470552315?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3812335176470552315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3812335176470552315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3812335176470552315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3812335176470552315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-one.html' title='For the one...'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SwhGKQIdVkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yOOibmK4VKc/s72-c/new+hairstyle+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7574819298251914761</id><published>2009-11-14T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:32:42.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out the letters from Babe when we were young. Once my Kindergarten friend, then Primary school friend, then PENPAL! Then my best friend. :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403964841514182418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv69ZFUnJxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PvfX47x__00/s400/if559.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discovered these while I was packing my room. Quite funny reading the contents.... HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder if she kept my letters as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rare sight::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403964834368655906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv69Yqs_EiI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pBlwLLi7t4o/s400/if561-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't ask me why is this picture even taken. Just had the urge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7574819298251914761?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7574819298251914761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7574819298251914761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7574819298251914761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7574819298251914761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-out-letters-from-babe-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv69ZFUnJxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PvfX47x__00/s72-c/if559.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3253964452940891501</id><published>2009-11-13T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:40:21.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrian Pang, You're dashing!</title><content type='html'>I woke early 6am just because I had in mind wanting to take a photo with Adrian Pang together. Haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the office at 7am successfully, the emptiness tells me, I am indeed super early!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew were actually even earlier than me, I believe they reached at 6ish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the videocam is rolling...::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403550173344306194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv1EQOAwFBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/92BZiG9FmQ4/s400/IMG_2750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change of angle, another roll::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403550165347408738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv1EPwOJG2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/chJ7-ZjZYoo/s400/IMG_2749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And, of course, my accomplishment::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403550154809646098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv1EPI9vnBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Nvsy2g61r6w/s400/IMG_2751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Woot! It's all worth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, being Friday the 13th, it wasn't so smooth @ work... Sighh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now still at office and the rain just delayed my things for almost a good 4hrs! So, I'm actually still in the office, waiting for my Pastamania delivery and targeted time to reach home? 1am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3253964452940891501?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3253964452940891501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3253964452940891501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3253964452940891501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3253964452940891501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/adrian-pang-youre-dashing.html' title='Adrian Pang, You&apos;re dashing!'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sv1EQOAwFBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/92BZiG9FmQ4/s72-c/IMG_2750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-3185154371267296046</id><published>2009-11-11T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:21:47.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jianhao's 26th</title><content type='html'>Met up with the group at Marina Square's Hot Pot as celebration for Jian Hao and Joe last Friday. It's their birthdays!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402711002431135362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvpJCCwAnoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/YjSBZNNFRRw/s400/jh+joe+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pleasant and unpleasant. But oh well, very nice to have met up with the group... Kinda miss them. I may be different from them but... Sometimes I do like doing things together with them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rushed off the The Beach Hut @ ECP again! So I missed the cake cutting ceremony. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there I was, at The Beach Hut, then was a little hungry and went to Macs for makan makan. I then started playing the Monopoly! Hahahaha! Never win anything except for a Fillet O' Fish Burger FOC. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends... Sailing on Saturday and Family Day on Sunday :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-3185154371267296046?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/3185154371267296046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=3185154371267296046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3185154371267296046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/3185154371267296046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/jianhaos-26th.html' title='Jianhao&apos;s 26th'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvpJCCwAnoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/YjSBZNNFRRw/s72-c/jh+joe+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7378638541322920653</id><published>2009-11-09T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:11:05.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which is me?</title><content type='html'>So fun! Dug up this classic well-kept condition photo in my cupboard while packing it last night..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402074804353410322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvgGacOSpRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JgPipFtA3Es/s400/K1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke... Me inside. The one with the most chao-bin face. I was a crybaby lar... And someone who liked being left alone, that's why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wondering why Babe isn't inside leh... Can't remember.. Hehe^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7378638541322920653?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7378638541322920653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7378638541322920653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7378638541322920653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7378638541322920653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/which-is-me.html' title='Which is me?'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvgGacOSpRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JgPipFtA3Es/s72-c/K1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-7155087177784628359</id><published>2009-11-08T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:41:57.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After you sail, you drink.</title><content type='html'>Just got home feeling tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I last sailed... Cool.. to be doing it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice wind and all. Monsoon coming, am hoping got chance to try sailing in the monsoon wind... and I must train myself to be more daring and sporting to try that trapeez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went Timbre Mobile after sailing. Nice to see them all and drink together especially! How long since we last done this?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wondered why alllll pictures blur??? :(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401415839334149122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWvFoOuLAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UKBb7cEq36o/s400/if555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401415841570377426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWvFwj4TtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/EQoKL_glgmA/s400/if556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401415847355123842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWvGGHEiII/AAAAAAAAAVc/wGLc1VnqQzY/s400/if557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401415853728953618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWvGd2tdRI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DoAYCoWg87c/s400/if558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh! And according to some chinese culture, today is a day supposedly meant for drinking tonics. It is said that whatever tonics you drink today, has the most positive effect. So mom kept one huge bowl for me~ HEH^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I drank it before 12mn but only managed to finish it at 1210am, hope it still works!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And had a little conflict with Freddie. Not sure why he insisted I am blaming people and pointing fingers at them when I was only sharing my thoughts with him. He then happily self assumed analyze and went spitting at me. I then cut off the conversation. Oh man, the feeling of accusation.... But oh well, I was too tired to actually deny whatever he has assumed..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh, tomorrow, another day of thorough packing!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-7155087177784628359?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/7155087177784628359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=7155087177784628359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7155087177784628359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/7155087177784628359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/after-you-sail-you-drink.html' title='After you sail, you drink.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SvWvFoOuLAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UKBb7cEq36o/s72-c/if555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603877397177981050.post-2076529361553966249</id><published>2009-11-04T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:10:29.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't take my concern as a joke.</title><content type='html'>Yup. As my title has already said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was concerned for that someone, I texted that someone, I looked out for that someone. There was no respond from that someone. Made me really worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day then I realised, that someone is okay and that someone just didn't want to reply me, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked up to me giving a sacarstic question to me, was the last thing I wanted to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concern was sincere, not meant for that someone as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hell with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-2076529361553966249?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/2076529361553966249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=2076529361553966249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2076529361553966249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/2076529361553966249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-take-my-concern-as-joke.html' title='Don&apos;t take my concern as a joke.'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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-5603877397177981050.post-5559778103788253732</id><published>2009-11-04T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:07:56.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. I Silk You~</title><content type='html'>Attended HERMES event uninvitedly. &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held at the House @ Dempsey Hill on 27th October. Big crowd. Saw Peirre Png in a Land Rover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tired two::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398025691968433442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SumjxFI17SI/AAAAAAAAATc/FfDjl7VpKGs/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, myself::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398025699188251874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SumjxgCLnOI/AAAAAAAAATk/_UUcqztCjwQ/s400/IMG_2712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The display they were struggling with when I arrived near 7pm::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398025706988221730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/Sumjx9F1tSI/AAAAAAAAATs/o1tYDZuRO9s/s400/IMG_2715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check this out! TRANSPARENT Screwdriver drink!::&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398025713598102354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B9u6IRALsU4/SumjyVtwe1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/6u1QNDY1b2k/s400/IMG_2716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Got to know Julian, the HERMES Window Designer of few countries, whom everyone else wanted to interview. We had drinks and wings at Harry's. Heh&lt;strong&gt;^^&lt;/strong&gt; But I was too shy to take a picture with him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;=happy pluto=&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603877397177981050-5559778103788253732?l=ifpluto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/feeds/5559778103788253732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603877397177981050&amp;postID=5559778103788253732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5559778103788253732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603877397177981050/posts/default/5559778103788253732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifpluto.blogspot.com/2009/11/ps-i-silk-you.html' title='P.S. I Silk You~'/><author><name>pluto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726606464936157169</uri><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/_B9u6IRALsU4/SumjxFI17SI/AAAAAAAAATc/FfDjl7VpKGs/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
