tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126228052024-02-08T01:26:01.847+08:00Her Paradise . Her WorldJeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.comBlogger1189125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-25074929487191049992016-04-19T10:37:00.001+08:002016-04-19T10:37:16.656+08:00Copied from my Dayre, thought it will be good for me to keep this in my blog as well.<span id="goog_1129984218"></span><br />
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Siglap secondary is going to be merged with Coral secondary. That's the hot topic on my Facebook feed now.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I heave a huge sigh every time I see something related to the merger.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />You see, I'm an alumni of Siglap secondary. It wasn't the best school of course. In fact it was transformed from a Malay school to a mixed race school. Hence its one of those rare campus where in a class of 30, I'm one of the 10 Chinese within.</div>
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When I was in secondary school, it was those days where Nokia 3310 was monopolizing the mobile market. And unfortunately that also meant a lot of memories were not photographed. No such thing as phone camera.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Many of the activities were well forgotten. After all the human brain can only remember memories for so long. Things such as maths lessons I'm sorry Mr Kek, I can't remember a tiny thing. (But I still love you Cher)</div>
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But things outside of lessons (I'm sorry teachers I love you I do but I can't... Remember a thing) were well treasured memories now.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Eg...<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Someone smashed the toilet mirror and blood trickled from the foyer to the general office. We were like "oh blood. Someone's mad." And walked on. #swag</div>
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<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />In the concert band, which i was placed in after a music and pitch test taken on the first day of school (yes, they wanted to pick musically inclined kids out) you have to provide air tickets to proof you really couldn't make it for band practice during holidays.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />I joined the GuZheng ensemble for the rest of my years and as the Chairman, I had to clear rotten watermelon which melted to a puddle and termites which grow in the GuZheng strings compartment. Please don't ask how. I just did.</div>
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It's just really sad now to see this news. Memories do stay, but... Campus gone.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Same for the ITE I attended since they merged all campuses into one at AMK. Sigh.</div>
Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-16685750747299004372016-04-17T10:35:00.000+08:002016-04-19T10:37:48.128+08:00Brush Straightener & Etude House Play101 (reviews)<div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #575757; font-family: 'Open Sans', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.85em; margin-bottom: 2.5em;">
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Back for a few quick product reviews!</div>
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Many people might find this familiar. Last year I found out about this Hair Brush Straightener. It apparently heats up like a hair iron and you can brush your curls out with it.<br />
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Sounds like a gimmick hor?<br />
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Let me tell you this:<br />
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IT WORKS.</div>
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I bought this straightener initially cause my hair was very long and and with 2 years of no rebonding, the natural curves came back happily. It didn't look bad la but still.<br />
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Why I use past tense... Is cause... I just chopped my hair short. Sky had to go for a haircut to prepare for his reservist and I just went "okay I'll go too." And with that, I've 6 inches of hair said good bye to me.<br />
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Here I am with shoulder length hair.<br />
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And they are curling in all directions cause I have not rebonded lol</div>
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So this came just in time. It's $10 on shopee when I got it and I went to taobao to read the reviews. It was pretty okay too.<br />
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When I tried it happily yesterday I was like 🙀🙀🙀🙀🙀<br />
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It really works!</div>
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I just got home from Zumba and hair was curling everywhere else. But the brush basically ironed out the frizz and this is like the end product.<br />
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It doesn't look as straight here but look:</div>
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Good enough lo!<br />
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Took me 5 mins only. If it's usual days it would have taken me 20 mins to use straightening iron.<br />
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The cons tho, is that like all straightening products, if you don't put styling products, they will curl back somehow.<br />
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And because the buttons to adjust the temperature (180 - 200 degrees) are at the side of the handle, I kept pressing them when I'm using the brush.<br />
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I also idiotically burnt my finger due to mishandling. Good job jes.<br />
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Otherwise. It's just a cool tool! 👌</div>
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Next up, Etude House Play101 series.<br />
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This product was the entire hype in Korea and everywhere else now. Because Pony, the famous make up guru from Korea featured them.<br />
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I... Like to live with the hype. I'm a beauty junkie, especially for cheap and good ones. After I try I'll go and pester my friends to get them too lol.<br />
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So I ordered these from Qoo10. They are a lot cheaper than in stores in Singapore. Last I checked, it was $24 for one. I got mine for $18 and $14.</div>
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The contour duo consists of a shading and a highlighting side. Texture is gel shadow like, glides onto skin without using much of pressure. The amount of product isn't a lot though. You might want to get the individual ones if you are a frequent user of contouring.<br />
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I do think this is worth the hype though, cause contouring sticks are selling at much higher prices outside, especially the uk/us brands.</div>
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Next up, Play101 Multicolour in Coral Peach.<br />
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I recently dropped my blusher on the floor on the train (IKR, clumsy much) and it smashed. So I thought this might be a good addition to my makeup stash.<br />
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Choose this Shade as it reminds me of the candy doll blusher I used to have. Texture is like the contouring duo, smooth and glides smoothly. Colour outcome is a sweet pink on your cheeks. Blends easily into your makeup base too.</div>
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I mentioned about the Individual sticks for contouring, and it is the same size as the blusher.<br />
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The packaging states that you can use it as a eyeshadow, on your lips, or just a blusher. I tried t on my lip, it felt powdery but the Colour is like nude pink, not too bad lol.</div>
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Overall, good buys, that doesn't cost much! Loads of Etude House are OOS for the contouring sticks though, so buying online from a reputable seller may be a better option. I asked the sales ladies in stores and they have no idea when the restocking will occur.<br />
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However heads up, it's best used with a contouring brush especially for the contouring range. You can blend with fingers but wth a brush, it's a whole lot quicker and simpler.<br />
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Looking at a new stick of lip balm is so therapeutic lol.</div>
Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-88228603308896004552016-02-22T11:26:00.000+08:002016-02-22T11:26:19.750+08:00如果能有一个字形容我现在的心态,便是[圆]。<br />
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圆圆又满满。<br />
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我想,其实即使知足,人生还是有很多的不可忽略不完美。你也可以选择看不到它,但它始终存在着。但就是有着缺口,人们才会学着去欣赏。<br />
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愿我这样的心情一直保持下去。<br />
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元宵节快乐!Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-42109380557661203602015-12-01T17:21:00.001+08:002015-12-01T17:21:37.217+08:00Hello!<br />
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Oh wow, the last entry I wrote is December 2013, that is 2 years ago. If not for Facebook reminding me on the entry I wrote about how I brought Baby my bunny home (she's 4 years old now!) I wouldn't have peeked a look into my blog.<br />
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So hello, you, if you happen to pass by!<br />
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A little update about how Jeslene is now.<br />
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First and foremost, I am married now. I married the man I met 6 years ago this May 2015, and this is probably the biggest change in my life so far. I no longer put 'Single' in any sorts of questionnaire or forms I have to fill. This feeling is rather queer i suppose!<br />
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THe last time I mentioned about a job was Art related. I was starting out a brand new job after a bad ending in the firm I was previously in. Well, I have left that job as well, and I am now in the IT industry, handling matters of 35 team members, holding this job for nearly 3 years now.<br />
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Whenever I come back to update this blog, I see and read about my old self. I surprise myself sometimes with how the old me thinks. Its like a time capsule, a little snippet of what a younger Jeslene could have been through and could be thinking.<br />
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In year 2012, the last entry before this.<br />
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I told myself, I want to travel more, I want to be someone everyone loves, I want to be someone different from who I was in 2012 - irritating and full of childish temper.<br />
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Now in 2015, December.<br />
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I feel like I did it.<br />
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I feel loved, Im mostly happy, contented. I count my blessings a lot. I am a lot more positive, and I hope I will inspire more people to believe in themselves.<br />
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I am also a lot more healthier now, in the sense of lifestyle. I picked up the habit to work out every week in the gym because I was sick of being sickly all the time. (but erh... actually im still recovering from a cold now)<br />
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i picked up Yoga, and now Im attending Zumba classes, which I kept repeating - this is a whole new kind of tired man.<br />
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But I love it.<br />
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I too, lost a friend this year. She was pretty close to my heart, in all honesty. When I was about to get married, it seemed like it faded off, even if I tried talking to her.<br />
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It just distanced naturally. I think back often and get upset sometimes. What possibly happened? Have I done anything wrong?<br />
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But I also learn that sometimes... its not meant to be. Whatever happened must happen. For the good, for the bad, I don't know. But I get stronger, and I get better. Isn't that so?<br />
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Starting this new job also gained me alot more new friends. I gained Lynette and Linda. Nothing gets better than this.<br />
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I may be married, but I dont see my husband as often. Perhaps its the pure sense of security that we are bound together by marriage. I actually see him only once a week very much all the time. We try to spend more time together by travelling though. We make up for the lost time. Reading back, the 2-3times a week was a luxury. All the more to treasure this relationship. <br />
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In the future, once again, I want to be stronger. I want to keep this positive eneergy, I want to be a better person to everyone. I want to smile at all hurdles to jump over (this sounds like an idiot but its okay la.) Be more meticulous, and definitely, be more forgiving.<br />
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Give yourself a hug :)<br />
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And hello, you, future me. When you finally remember this blog once again, and read back. :)Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-31562673597577937372012-12-27T13:22:00.002+08:002012-12-27T13:22:29.084+08:00Before... and soon after.It's a new phrase in life right now.<br />
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After leaving all unwanted emotions behind, I cant help but believe in this "When you think positive, positive things will come to you."<br />
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Sure, it sounds dumb. I mean, how do you go on and believe such a saying will change your life?<br />
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But it doesn't change your life, directly. It changes your attitude towards life, and from there changes everything else. I've been sharing this simple thinking with everyone I know. And I hope it helps them too.<br />
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Right now, I'm full of energy everyday.<br />
My new job rewards me with a new insight to what I thought I lost interest in - art.<br />
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I don't feel tired, or tied down in the very least.<br />
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Handling emotions is so much more easier now, I feel new haha.<br />
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Now, on and forward!<br />
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Year-end is approaching! 2012 is coming to an end and when I look back, there were so many things and people I lost, or lost me. But strangely, I became a lot more closer to people who I thought I lost earlier. Emotions got jerky and here I am, with rekindled feelings.<br />
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Honestly, every year end I write the same thing - losing and gaining.<br />
I thought I lost it, but no, I gained more than I lost.<br />
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2012 - my biggest enemy seems to be 'assumptions'.<br />
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I am never the person who likes to be maligned; well who does anyway? The old me would probably get very upset and try all sorts of ways to speak up for myself. But in the end, when you get fixed onto the table by someone else's opinions, and whatever you say or think doesn't matter, because you are not them.<br />
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I've always thought that, by throwing my naked feelings on the table for all to see on the very first trust I give, is the honesty I offer with both hands. Just so that people will not assume anything about me, especially when no one really cares if stuff are factual or fictional. At least I make my stand, y'know? But not anymore.<br />
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But I have to say this: I truly, honestly enjoyed the process. I know certain feelings are real and of true concern, and I hope that is mutual, somehow. Memories it will stay.<br />
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2012 - My biggest gain.<br />
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All thanks to positivity (no really!) I've changed so much, even the closest to me couldn't believe it. This is probably my greatest gain. No more negativity, no more childish tantrums.<br />
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I can do it, now I say.<br />
I won't let anything bad bother me.<br />
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Since I switched jobs, I have lesser time to spend with my family and my boyfriend.<br />
Both both sides understood and accepted it unconditionally.<br />
I'm truly grateful for that.<br />
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Especially the Boyfriend. We've been trying so hard to squeeze time out for each other even before the job switch. We meet maybe 4 hours a day, 2-3days a week. That doesn't even make a full day in a week?<br />
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Now, its even more hectic. I see him 3 hours a day, 2-3days a week. And if his off days doesn't fall on Sunday, which is my only day of rest, we survive on 9 hours of meeting up a week. Days like these are so so hard for us but we are thriving on.<br />
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I think we are actually happier now, because we treasure our time together so much, there isn't much room for arguments. All we want is to use the time in quality.<br />
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2013 - So much more to come<br />
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So, we didn't die on the initial day of 2012.12.21. (I was working when it started to pour, and the first thing that came to my mind was Oh is it gonna get flooded and I'll be swept away haha)<br />
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There are so much more in my plans.<br />
My marriage, my very own home, my furkids growing up, perhaps a few more overseas trips.<br />
I wish for my family to be in great health.<br />
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I want to know more people.<br />
Widen my view in arts and the world.<br />
I want to be useful, and most importantly... I want to be someone everyone would love to be with.<br />
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I want to look back at this entry and think: I've got all these.<br />
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:) Cherish the last few days of 2012, and have a great 2013 ahead all!<br />
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<br />Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-88745283149180129422012-08-14T12:04:00.002+08:002012-08-14T12:04:25.600+08:00Catching up.Can you believe its August already? Times flies so quickly I can't even catch its tail!<br />
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Its now 4 months to the rumoured 'world's end'. Have you thought of what to do before that? Haha, actually I wonder how many people actually believes AND will spend all their savings before the end.<br />
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Life has been merciful on me.<br />
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Other than occasional hiccups, and BF's grandfather hospitalized, I'm pretty good.<br />
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I wish I have more strength in handling things though.<br />
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I'm losing patience with some people. Well, if you expect us to help you, at least be gracious? Sure, we volunteered to, because I cannot stand the fact that men cannot really handle the administrative issues.<br />
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So I took over.<br />
And then... Well, let's just say you didn't give us a peace of mind huh.<br />
And ended up pushing the blame to us when changes affected us.<br />
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Just... stop lining your wet blankets out for all to see.<br />
Okay, correction.<br />
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See, okay.<br />
Just stop involving us.<br />
There are so many things we know and heard. We just didn't make it a shout out to ruin it further.<br />
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I will thank you for that.<br />
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I am a protective person by nature, to all my friends and loved ones.<br />
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Le sigh.<br />
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Anyway! Brighter side of life: its our 41st today!<br />
Made me realise wow, its almost 3 and a half years.<br />
May it go on, and on and on.<br />
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=DJeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-84840163816057739382012-06-25T23:10:00.001+08:002012-06-25T23:10:38.356+08:00心诚则灵。好多时候,我很想就那么坐在床上,听着自己最爱听的情歌,安安静静的让眼泪决题。<br />
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就这样,没有恨,没有伤,只是为了想哭而哭。哭完后洗个热水澡,看看镜子中的自己,笑一个,然后睡个觉。<br />
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没有人的生活是一帆风顺的。 再怎么完美的人生,都会有挫折。<br />
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除非你没有亲人朋友,一生待在一个地方,不过问任何事物人。 <br />
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所以尽管我十分十愿意开心的,心平气和的过,我始终感觉到心里那若有似无的窟窿。<br />
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但我想我是勇敢的。<br />
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我会这么坦白面对自己,我想我也是坚强的。<br />
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套句话:最大的敌人不是别人,而是自己。<br />
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不快乐就面对吧。<br />
不开心就接受吧。<br />
舍得舍得,有舍才有得啊。<br />
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Just yesterday, while I was out with VIctoria & Rebecca for some Dim Sum cravings satisfaction, I came across this Thasi Designer Fashion fair ongoing at the atrium of our very own Vivocity.<br />
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Different aspiring thai designers with their dresses, ready to be purchased by ladies whose eyes will lay on.<br />
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Honestly, I wouldn't have looked, if not for the curiosity. For I'm one big cheapo and the dresses there costs probably more than I can afford. But I looked on anyway.<br />
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Its kinda strange, come to think of it now. WHY would I look at gowns when I don't even need them?<br />
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But okay, and so I browsed and I landed at this little corner, with the brand name Nolita Bangkok.<br />
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And I found something that caught my eyes.<br />
Pink V neck, with mesh bottom, gems at the waist and a silk sweetheart bustier within the Vneck line.<br />
Price? $40.<br />
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But it didn't hit me then, that I will need it somehow.<br />
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I joked to Vic that I can use it for my ROM.<br />
And jokingly SMS BF that I found a ROM dress I would love.<br />
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I was already at the second floor when I received his 'GO GET IT' reply.<br />
But I was like meh, Im kidding!<br />
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Now, I have no idea when I'm gonna get married, even though it is set to be within 3 years.<br />
It could be anytime. But I seriously have no estimation as of yet. All I wanna do now is settle the lease of agreement by this year.<br />
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Since he said that, Vic and I headed back down and....<br />
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The dress is sold.<br />
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FATE.<br />
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But now I'm totally sold. To this brand.<br />
I'm desperately searching for it, hoping I can find a way to know about the brand and her wonderful designers.<br />
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So if anyone knows about this Thailand brand, or her designers.... HELP!<br />
I actually thought of going Thailand to search for them, but it hits me they might not have a retail shop. =(<br />
Good luck to me!<br />
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... Meanwhile, everything is going fine for me.<br />
I want to stay positive.<br />
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HUAT.<br />
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<br />Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-86610238403015102502012-05-29T00:18:00.001+08:002012-05-29T00:18:10.453+08:00知足Sometimes life is a about losing something, before gaining one another.<br />
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Some people don't think they néed you anymore, so they leave you to be picked up by some other.<br />
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Trying to gain benefits? Shame on you. <br />
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But it's ok, right now all I want is to drown in my own happiness and excitement in the near future.<br />
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What's gonna be better than planning for my house, my husband to be, and my baby room? <br />
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Actually come to think of it, I'm just glad and thankful.<br />
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Let's just scratch all negative thoughts. <br />
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As most people know, I've gotten my BTO flat, at Clementi. It was the one BF & I really hoped to get, and under high competition (4 families fight for 1 unit)</div>
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Lady luck stood by us. </div>
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I couldn't contain the happiness when I got the news. </div>
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But soon after, I got slammed with reality.</div>
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Thus, I've been thinking really hard. Money, its never easy.</div>
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My head is in a blur now. Thankfully, I do have ways to settle it, even if it means having to take a loan.</div>
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The best people to thank have to be my bosses.</div>
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I want to look forward to what we have now, and we can have for the future.</div>
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Juggling finances is never easy. </div>
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Happiness doesn't come easy.</div>
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Contentment comes after hard work.</div>
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Let's work hard, my husband-to-be.</div>
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I want to have our kids live in a comfy home.</div>
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<br />Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-57879251172433471732012-04-19T11:52:00.003+08:002012-04-19T11:59:14.318+08:00Taking a breather<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVBdzxg3hswE_0JCN-MCeNLCtstfh3AvnXrq1wwOTwuBGNxhZ0CNFTnPq252zYFdfZpaydcsFdMbrcD8DLKpTCiJPgl1V5Xcc_Y8gEjzjriXHQaziDJQHJvPPybpW3s_KT4hA2Eg/s1600/photo1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVBdzxg3hswE_0JCN-MCeNLCtstfh3AvnXrq1wwOTwuBGNxhZ0CNFTnPq252zYFdfZpaydcsFdMbrcD8DLKpTCiJPgl1V5Xcc_Y8gEjzjriXHQaziDJQHJvPPybpW3s_KT4hA2Eg/s400/photo1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732954999101524722" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-_0NbDeNQHVEEzjdmKf_dzV6AXrHy0BjbhDnq2nHuoz2dph5-aS7Ti-p_QnmHL8yiEcWEuVWOyQZdvWRXGUQ_ns0RKf_ezsK-q7pLO24SMn-chVhK_gRd0qols5RWgPgSoVumTg/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-_0NbDeNQHVEEzjdmKf_dzV6AXrHy0BjbhDnq2nHuoz2dph5-aS7Ti-p_QnmHL8yiEcWEuVWOyQZdvWRXGUQ_ns0RKf_ezsK-q7pLO24SMn-chVhK_gRd0qols5RWgPgSoVumTg/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732954996519091346" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Taking a breather away from some stacked work in the office.</div><div><br /></div><div>So many things to do and so little time!</div><div><br /></div><div>In anyways, things are well so far. Nothing much to complain about.</div><div>Just received my ballot letter from HDB, got a mini fright thinking it was THE letter to determine if I got my flat or not haha.</div><div>Fingers crossed!</div><div><br /></div><div>Once I got the flat, I'll be off to start preparing for a wedding to come.</div><div>This kinda frightens me actually. The amount of money + time... All for the 'face' of our parents.</div><div><br /></div><div>Trying to stay positive! Its a new phase of life, and I am excited to decorate my house haha.</div><div>And adopt a doggy :D</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And so, a self encouragement: WHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEE.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-65060142583627600882012-03-12T09:54:00.003+08:002012-03-12T10:18:27.807+08:00Here & Now.<span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">Sometimes I think a blog isn't the best of place to record how one feels.</span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">Recently, I saw through broken hearts' fake </span>façade<span style="font-size: 100%;">. </span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">They, were holding on hard, but to be forced to consider the probability of letting go.</span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">Something they have worked hard for but to leave without it...</span></span></div><div><span >The pain is way beyond our imagination.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Im glad to say, I'm not in the lorry of bad emotions as of now.</span></div><div><span >I do have a doubt thrown around my heart and brain once in a while.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Like - How am I going to endure the harsh fights?</span></div><div><span >How am I going to change my expectations for him?</span></div><div><span >How am I going to change myself for the better, to be less of a jealous bomb here and there?</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >So many questions, awaiting answers. </span></div><div><span >But I guess I'm just holding on for the sake of love.</span></div><div><span >Cheesy isnt it?</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Its a Monday today.</span></div><div><span >I hope I don't have to be dyed blue for too long.</span></div><div><span >I dont wanna be blue's clues. (Ha-ha.)</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Hopefully those experiencing the emotional roller coasters will be back on flat land soon.</span></div><div><span >Life's too short to be upset for long.</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >A little song to sooth the rocky road ahead:</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xQ-qyIxtW7Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-70298437607436272382012-02-20T14:03:00.004+08:002012-02-20T14:12:33.830+08:00Troll.<div style="text-align: center;"><span ><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%;">Isn't it a joy to see someone who doesn't put in any effort drown in it's own bitter tears?</span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Doesn't mean you have some one 'big' supporting your back, you have the bones.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Nothing much. Just felt like saying this.</div><div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><span style="font-size: 100%;">And to that </span>anonymous at my chatbox:</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD7PXDMB7b4KkVyVai7T9YW48Yix10fg4vc6ZJWLCLqLRqQdT7zyuIMAw3i5z-1qqppPSgVURcmeO643AS-TMryj5vii5COXUx7G9yYfoEqUwfHdSeq8PKfeRJMBXLM1KMy3-0Tg/s320/tumblr_lwsazawXa51qht847.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711096480050945314" /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">PS: At least leave your url link as some random porn site so I can get some trojan virus adware whatsoever. Blah.com is too mainstream.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "> </span></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-84009685126672267482012-01-11T11:37:00.003+08:002012-01-11T11:59:03.838+08:00<div>Happy 2012!</div><div><br /></div><div>Im late, but well, better late than never lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>2012 is here, and 2011, well, wasnt a good year. </div><div>I went through major changes in my life, in terms of work, social circle and emotions.</div><div><br /></div><div>But whatever it is, every new year I tell myself, forget it, the stuff that happened in last year happened last year. 2012 - lets make it better!</div><div><br /></div><div>2012 has just started, so here are some backdated stuff:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO53SuUYAicAUgua9OBBn0ZffP0K39Lpi4KokzVXtfi2aBqxWOaFJKPY9j-qaE47pYCsyzFGPvb62tVrWrGHkBtNMcxvova2bDhWkszdYRySLwGRnyi5926TwghviGtI8A6LcTeg/s1600/391967_2980422752097_1307778068_33262505_706525784_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO53SuUYAicAUgua9OBBn0ZffP0K39Lpi4KokzVXtfi2aBqxWOaFJKPY9j-qaE47pYCsyzFGPvb62tVrWrGHkBtNMcxvova2bDhWkszdYRySLwGRnyi5926TwghviGtI8A6LcTeg/s320/391967_2980422752097_1307778068_33262505_706525784_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696214534848725090" /></a><br /><br />First, Im on my permanent contacts.<div>I feel... weird. lol.</div><div>But it gave me some problems so I'm gonna return them to the opticians and ask for some help!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiADr5bKWOWlxBw3gfnK4btWizNnxfiPyntDWt0XgeHaCzga76nHrRjfsmGkGTC_Cf86s0u-Lv-BMC4nL59NpyCmbhNOuo5T9JT3YSULC39jKsE4uSFVYVY5Gb8VGGLygtbKE-Dg/s1600/388521_2911828717289_1307778068_33219986_1511135091_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiADr5bKWOWlxBw3gfnK4btWizNnxfiPyntDWt0XgeHaCzga76nHrRjfsmGkGTC_Cf86s0u-Lv-BMC4nL59NpyCmbhNOuo5T9JT3YSULC39jKsE4uSFVYVY5Gb8VGGLygtbKE-Dg/s320/388521_2911828717289_1307778068_33219986_1511135091_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696214531983368594" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>When I came back from long holidays after christmas, this was what greeted me - an entire ant colony, within my desk partition.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was beyond shocked.</div><div><br /></div><div>They even have eggs inside! (See those yellowish stuff? yeah)</div><div><br /></div><div>We ended up having to dismantle the entire thing and spam Bygone. ZZZ.</div><div>And wash the whole thing, and cough, we do it all at one shallow sink. T^T</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5Q1L0vkB3uDytfLzUWbnfN0fVzc4_v0_eyA_NY1gC4ZsZw0o8pXQnAjTZtfox9zJC0EP3QU2gkyO9jvc2xPNiwqyeaDG6OlkloxqxzwoC5Sh_aLhdFtvQSI96FnKIyTN3zbj3Q/s1600/380451_2826457543063_1307778068_33169230_424337654_a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5Q1L0vkB3uDytfLzUWbnfN0fVzc4_v0_eyA_NY1gC4ZsZw0o8pXQnAjTZtfox9zJC0EP3QU2gkyO9jvc2xPNiwqyeaDG6OlkloxqxzwoC5Sh_aLhdFtvQSI96FnKIyTN3zbj3Q/s320/380451_2826457543063_1307778068_33169230_424337654_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696214529968368146" /></a><br /><br />Last December, we welcomed a new family member - An african grey parrotlet!</div><div>Coincidentally, same age as Baby the bunny.</div><div><br /></div><div>And oh, this parrot's name is baby too haha. </div><div>No creativity tsk.</div><div><br /></div><div>The little one has grown alot since then, and now knows how to perch!</div><div>Comes running to me (cant fly yet) when I'm around. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I cant help but chant this whenever it tries to perch on me: DONTSHITDONTSHITDONTSHIT.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Yea.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97Mtp-UhwxRa0cDYQAW5Dz_Tw1YWyHT7eT7r_o1ME4Zh0cD3Sxq_1GCJV6FM7Ww9TcsA9mQxfMpbJvCEOQYRdbE4p6zfcd-FMbDvqtyxYa1fh0nUdiyHHiWh0zMk4nk7oMPHZtg/s1600/405300_2991350505284_1307778068_33267672_319055770_a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97Mtp-UhwxRa0cDYQAW5Dz_Tw1YWyHT7eT7r_o1ME4Zh0cD3Sxq_1GCJV6FM7Ww9TcsA9mQxfMpbJvCEOQYRdbE4p6zfcd-FMbDvqtyxYa1fh0nUdiyHHiWh0zMk4nk7oMPHZtg/s320/405300_2991350505284_1307778068_33267672_319055770_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696214525775838770" /></a><br /><br />And we lost a family member :(<br />Xiao Hei, the Motoro Stingray left us on Sunday.</div><div>I cried throughout the entire time as I watch him stop breathing.</div><div><br /></div><div>BF and I got him when he was just 6inches long. </div><div>He was nearly double the length when he died.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sighs.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Did anyone said Bunny?</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioH9XfmgbJndjb4rR2W1sG2c_TA_aisQ2U07vR6nyQT5zlhbJwOHnKgGcj6FMrabI4H2giw0V_KOsPj06jG-1CWHKW13csmBVGkObnA-HnR78BckBdo9CXmuv9UtCriETgx0QyeQ/s1600/390816_2736288448892_1307778068_33138606_695464993_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioH9XfmgbJndjb4rR2W1sG2c_TA_aisQ2U07vR6nyQT5zlhbJwOHnKgGcj6FMrabI4H2giw0V_KOsPj06jG-1CWHKW13csmBVGkObnA-HnR78BckBdo9CXmuv9UtCriETgx0QyeQ/s320/390816_2736288448892_1307778068_33138606_695464993_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696213698312020818" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>This is Baby - 5 weeks old.</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrCr9iQCjqwfqcQnL0Wz2lpzwFyzlicIF1Bk0xrLl_NyFY7kXTVzuRaHnkd366pSocq0CgZ7tfPhKcGmrbI98E97135gOSbfbispE6zECfAGeaM8f5V6WqqwHmyt27PUGtYigug/s1600/377530_2782809771896_1307778068_33155626_1458400862_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrCr9iQCjqwfqcQnL0Wz2lpzwFyzlicIF1Bk0xrLl_NyFY7kXTVzuRaHnkd366pSocq0CgZ7tfPhKcGmrbI98E97135gOSbfbispE6zECfAGeaM8f5V6WqqwHmyt27PUGtYigug/s320/377530_2782809771896_1307778068_33155626_1458400862_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696213696245814210" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And 6 weeks old...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBm0DmQz0IH6QjR-kKAEnzD_sZE2HbXDjvHQOCBMd3ezXc54WLqwbCCIgR4X-BL8bIhhdqThyXwJnA7XCYhDndfB58dIXhE7C0KY_UBl_8ZkfHeVSZsz3p1vxNXNDFo7spPayNsA/s1600/381877_2844481913661_1307778068_33177772_960958422_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBm0DmQz0IH6QjR-kKAEnzD_sZE2HbXDjvHQOCBMd3ezXc54WLqwbCCIgR4X-BL8bIhhdqThyXwJnA7XCYhDndfB58dIXhE7C0KY_UBl_8ZkfHeVSZsz3p1vxNXNDFo7spPayNsA/s320/381877_2844481913661_1307778068_33177772_960958422_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696213685103096482" /></a></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGfvzFX23O4ouBatX-RFDSsc4rfgKBcMVSKiSjQxdPvvLPelQJgp4dcv7RoXJevMqqKCgVVqHwQ5881biuRF7QTLiJt979Jyin00IRk8K_JSqKT4bxcmYR3npmDju_paWX9Nl0g/s1600/390975_2927162620627_1307778068_33228672_96223015_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGfvzFX23O4ouBatX-RFDSsc4rfgKBcMVSKiSjQxdPvvLPelQJgp4dcv7RoXJevMqqKCgVVqHwQ5881biuRF7QTLiJt979Jyin00IRk8K_JSqKT4bxcmYR3npmDju_paWX9Nl0g/s320/390975_2927162620627_1307778068_33228672_96223015_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696213686338722194" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_sawFT9kN96o3cWswDGy0K-xO6Lsp0NtxaXKpzuh9mvVAdMKfHyfLQLeOdFCKG9T40unvC9T1gOhbROODyMZPvD5snYsPkVOChmNkobgyJYTHIf-PJEHMbmmS_8APwijTjia23g/s1600/377115_2987941460060_1307778068_33265928_1364827488_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_sawFT9kN96o3cWswDGy0K-xO6Lsp0NtxaXKpzuh9mvVAdMKfHyfLQLeOdFCKG9T40unvC9T1gOhbROODyMZPvD5snYsPkVOChmNkobgyJYTHIf-PJEHMbmmS_8APwijTjia23g/s320/377115_2987941460060_1307778068_33265928_1364827488_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696213681710314658" /></a><br /></div><div>And this is Baby - 12 weeks old, meaning my little one is exactly 3 months old =)</div><div><br /></div><div>See how much she's grown? </div><div><br /></div><div>She came running to me when I called for her that day, i swear I was so overjoyed I wanted to scream to the entire world OMG I HAVE SUCH A CUTE BUNNY.</div><div><br /></div><div>Maternal instincts, I blame.</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, abrupt end.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hi 2012! <3</div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-47402896218371326832011-12-01T23:10:00.001+08:002011-12-01T23:19:31.982+08:00Bringing bunny home!So I was complaining in my twitter regarding a bad breeder experience. <br />
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It all started with me contacting this breeder cause I was looking for a bunny companion. I have always wanted a bunny ever since fluffy died (a white local bred bunny) and bingo my dog left us :(<br />
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And after some time I finally convinced my parents to let me have one. <br />
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I went to view this lop ear, 8mths old boy. And fell in love cause it was showing me affection. And so I made arrangement with the breeder to bring the boy home on Wednesday, next week (which was yesterday) cause I needed time to search for a perfect house and accessories for the new friend.<br />
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And when Wednesday finally came , problems started to arise. <br />
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First the breeder told me: some thing cropped up, let's meet tomorrow instead. I told him I can't, cause bf wouldn't be on his off day and I can't just go alone late, like 9pm? <br />
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And so he said ok, I'll just ask someone to pass to you as per original plan. I said ok. This means something cropped up with him, not the rabbit.<br />
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7pm, I reached boon lay with leaking and Raymond. He message me saying he cannot make it again. I decided to ask bf to talk to him, cause you know, man to man? Lol.<br />
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And out of nowhere he said the rabbit is at the vet and sick. We called multiple times but we were ignored.<br />
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When he finally picked up, he told us the rabbit died. We were shocked and asked to see the carcass, even if it meant going to the vet location.<br />
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He told us it's his private vet and he just continued with more excuses. <br />
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Bf then hung up, frustrated. <br />
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I was super upset! <br />
U spent so much money to make a perfect home for a rabbit you wanted so much, but end up getting told he's dead?<br />
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I whatsapp this lady who contacted me some time back regarding bunnies. And she agreed for us to view her bunnies.<br />
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Thanks to her, and her friendly husband, we now got this little one, 5weeks old lop. But ears still pointy lOl.<br />
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This little one is mischievous!<br />
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But adapted to it's new home nicely.<br />
Now I'll try to house break it :)<br />
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Feeling thankful towards the couple for this little one. They made time for us to view the bunnies, when they are preparing to head towards the airport for a holiday towards Korea! <br />
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Right now, it's just more getting used to the little one and vice versa! <br />
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And there you can see, my ladies and CEO in the picture =D<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My dearest Tong came to accompany me after work and after a shopping spree, we went home to where I sang the birthday song with my family + pizza for dinner slurps.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaaun8SdW9ZXCsyGyPUPZfhZgX7-2iOLafYOQGMy1vVyI2QW40WnclOBpTsPPnw_ODaHnVw430Ub0fK-JenywjVrFfFXKYpBXSxVD9u_I8n8D1_ogj_qecyQuAS4onN74fcZk0ww/s1600/316575_2443376406274_1307778068_32952805_1584652007_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaaun8SdW9ZXCsyGyPUPZfhZgX7-2iOLafYOQGMy1vVyI2QW40WnclOBpTsPPnw_ODaHnVw430Ub0fK-JenywjVrFfFXKYpBXSxVD9u_I8n8D1_ogj_qecyQuAS4onN74fcZk0ww/s320/316575_2443376406274_1307778068_32952805_1584652007_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667253747632462930" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSabeUV7-1x8Myowz66tsMxsAx0dI42ZYch1EGqsi7I2c5TSo3XQSoBpNSct6fDBRgttkRmoQkNb7GXsGWWry2zgAHs7QOwYqGZtZKMTcfXHlOxfEsgPga2ypFWnfERmm2SaPi-Q/s1600/302060_2428065943522_1307778068_32938653_1817626175_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSabeUV7-1x8Myowz66tsMxsAx0dI42ZYch1EGqsi7I2c5TSo3XQSoBpNSct6fDBRgttkRmoQkNb7GXsGWWry2zgAHs7QOwYqGZtZKMTcfXHlOxfEsgPga2ypFWnfERmm2SaPi-Q/s320/302060_2428065943522_1307778068_32938653_1817626175_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667253743054148514" /></a><br /><br />Since tong and my birthday is 1 week apart, the ITE ladies always make the effort to gather on one day where we can sit and update each other with life.<div><br /></div><div>I'm missing them already. :(<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpy4e4pJwfBe7oXNOKnVKd0vEixTUIxg_tr8FVq2fnU3KCz78rKROU86-neEvmhwdscEksCmDPydcZQgqOMJMa1HIVUVEWE0Yqpcnmvg2pTVvAcKnGdOmRsQvZhlfzNqwyFtsSoQ/s1600/308678_2425841367909_1307778068_32936209_609012425_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpy4e4pJwfBe7oXNOKnVKd0vEixTUIxg_tr8FVq2fnU3KCz78rKROU86-neEvmhwdscEksCmDPydcZQgqOMJMa1HIVUVEWE0Yqpcnmvg2pTVvAcKnGdOmRsQvZhlfzNqwyFtsSoQ/s320/308678_2425841367909_1307778068_32936209_609012425_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667253472844857106" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYduLY7_Z1aduLj-rQjjaa-Ciz0c0ubxJbcdz_iDIYR8ByBL6a40BTpGILViSSRdeEtZzJB6uIuFCKipDYzQ20GdOSveXm0B1Vm_DsClLbY1PEWmUdwcWkSOQLMHS0VXxuvv-oFQ/s1600/296268_2447027937560_1307778068_32954953_1376931671_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLFO4VDx5qhyMQWi4XLB9DdSSqgzxjxQWykVgbva1meRyPQlJsUY1Kc6WQPCT4e_0m1Y6qoFbLgJBwg0CSuOyna7gaQBjBEovWU0X6DYDEfcK7x-tEPnGLO3KZpYv-HsI7D5lfA/s320/320161_10150318769888715_539218714_8423404_1763859606_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667253455329080402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span></a><div style="text-decoration: underline; text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">Angry birds cake! They taste surprisingly nice =D</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; ">And on Friday, 30th September 2011, we made a trip to Sentosa!</div><div style="text-align: left; ">I found this promotion package thing online:</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">Underwaterworld + Butterfly Insect Kingdom + Sentosa Rider pickup = $35</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">Since UWW entrance fee already costs like $26? Why not take this instead? =D</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">And off we went!</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">There were honestly, more photos, but they are all stuck in Tong's DSLR, which till date I have not seen any lol</div><div style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; "><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLFO4VDx5qhyMQWi4XLB9DdSSqgzxjxQWykVgbva1meRyPQlJsUY1Kc6WQPCT4e_0m1Y6qoFbLgJBwg0CSuOyna7gaQBjBEovWU0X6DYDEfcK7x-tEPnGLO3KZpYv-HsI7D5lfA/s1600/320161_10150318769888715_539218714_8423404_1763859606_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLFO4VDx5qhyMQWi4XLB9DdSSqgzxjxQWykVgbva1meRyPQlJsUY1Kc6WQPCT4e_0m1Y6qoFbLgJBwg0CSuOyna7gaQBjBEovWU0X6DYDEfcK7x-tEPnGLO3KZpYv-HsI7D5lfA/s1600/320161_10150318769888715_539218714_8423404_1763859606_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: underline; 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LOL.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Seriously,</div><div style="text-align: left;">if you are reading this,</div><div style="text-align: left;">I really got over the matter already.</div><div style="text-align: left;">You girls are still my friends no matter what.</div><div style="text-align: left;">However awkward we may be now, I just want to let you know I still remember you.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I dreamt of you girls last night haha. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In all, I'm just really happy with all I have now.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Contented, and nothing better.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FdJibb55Zf2M89lwWbNUsYYQ0dQFjiZsZCekEUCAERoFM8eASlNjeQn1PIAcuCgIk3DWTmwNKcTM6lgR-NyM2pgP79wmSJKvhQlbJYO7F35eKd68hSSBjw5dRwRa0lWkCNNDZQ/s1600/321136_2447048898084_1307778068_32955021_330277224_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCmYN3ixM24CEeJOo9kFGyn6L7YxXA4Eiu8tI46jX9SmTuYQB3soaNBNkrSJM4PQXMRnqDOfCNtGqhPUZxE9NOhOnsIRGffOwm3W0PWPCqfynOD5HVZwRH52G8mPqFipOSLF2Jdw/s320/301979_2524630637579_1307778068_33019210_488455687_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667253460762618754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span>Bye for now, people =) I hope your life will be like mine: Contented and blessed =)<div></div></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-68530701063909693392011-09-18T00:36:00.001+08:002011-09-18T00:36:18.687+08:00iPhone apps!Ever I've gotten an iPhone 4, cam whoring went up a whole new level lol.<br />
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I basically use diff apps to enhance and play puri deco my photos.<br />
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Front cam rocks! <br />
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So yea vain as I am I went to try it.<br /><br />I became acquaintances with the owner of <b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a href="http://www.millys.com.sg/">Milly's</a></span></b> through her EXU clothes buffet and twitter. (she's really nice & pretty <3) So when it comes to doing extensions, my brain immediately thought of her, and her chain of beauty palour ( hair extensions, nails and lashes woohoo)<br /><br />So when sweetest Milly made an appointment for me, I was set to go lalalala!<br /><br />The process was ok, if only I could stop myself from squinting lol. I couldn't help it, it was my instinct to do so!<br /><br />45 mins later, I opened my eyes to see a set of fluttery lashes, and I loooooove it.<div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAMWiDZX3QIKuuH74nMJT8I5pyKxJxPYzgLVT9p0Ttae5b_o8UlPCtNZTNwh6KykgzcFPQosDodpM8eHSsoVawO6NjdUzm5Z-DPQGspoBYvggcq629sdeP81YdIvKh8Fq5ZPLRzA/s640/blogger-image--2015986123.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>It felt a bit weird for the first 2 days. I found washing face a hassle lol but after I got used to it, going around makeupless is effortless.<div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8d-qJ_wneavoxxfd0-Emf782onOUAxCTlWlsGUIqSHubjXj_7-_61WeazcxaXgBnKiEK6tqEbsmMwYbXDUlZzx84DsSLJQTdvtVvwJLmdnge-iKjZ16PyjGLQD8m_tnpJe092A/s640/blogger-image-912800032.jpg" border="0" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Once my dad even asked me where I'm going when I was sitting in front of the kitchen table and eating my dinner - in my japalang pj before sleep lol.<br /><br />It's been nearly 2 weeks now, and it's still pretty. I guess I'm addicted uh oh. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKPy_eKKogCW701wsmncy3kd-YSbVrsD1v-yM1hMVklzxeByN2JfxXwcEKqDUjNs39ZsTAX2hTSmBCcKxXLe7DrkDzzczI0YAoOr-gO9hSTsdoReeGaaphzt_GoHJGfdY8guFMRg/s640/blogger-image--581662208.jpg" border="0" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>And does it really make my eyes pop beneath my glasses? It dooooooes. So no worries should you be like me, a glasses person!</div><div><br />Milly's has two branches, one at far east plaza, the other at bugis street. I did mine at BS!<br /><br />My friends are pondering to do the extensions now lol. Cause mine are so pretty! When I shop around in BS, my shop sales girls friends will be like I wanna do!<br /><br />Now I regret not buying the 2nd time for a cheaper price zzz!</div><div><br />Before I sign off, just wanna make a disclaimer:<br /><br /><b>Milly's doesn't sponsor me in anyway. I paid for the service and I'm impressed with the outcomes-thus the sincere review. And also, not because I knew Milly herself. Sharing is caring after all, right? :)</b></div><div><br /><br />Wished I could try hair extensions but lol, it's probably impossible!<br /><br />Xxx<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NbDb8tETrmHTnnRhUqEVt22F8sWn3WrNpRWrv_3d8PMJEnU5E-2GWH3IeCYex3JLv1dEavycYyICRNmIeynj7L11AQEwb5tXYe8T5xjI9Tj3yBDWWrm2uRWjg5uYM2sFkowMxg/s640/blogger-image-1761219429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NbDb8tETrmHTnnRhUqEVt22F8sWn3WrNpRWrv_3d8PMJEnU5E-2GWH3IeCYex3JLv1dEavycYyICRNmIeynj7L11AQEwb5tXYe8T5xjI9Tj3yBDWWrm2uRWjg5uYM2sFkowMxg/s640/blogger-image-1761219429.jpg" /></a></div></div></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-87168263921779800642011-08-15T10:24:00.002+08:002011-08-15T13:57:11.973+08:00A little something.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVObLR5879-3MDviurgL1amw4UQS-9W4d_nRyiqjIcVvGntK6HoEKMMvlIClWGTRZI7P_7jfHRvSl1ROp8ozKZdL0poHW4HON3XBcVCl-AxeXWGCMkXUFJAkA4T2pyv3lmPLu/s1600/Photo1482.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 733px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVObLR5879-3MDviurgL1amw4UQS-9W4d_nRyiqjIcVvGntK6HoEKMMvlIClWGTRZI7P_7jfHRvSl1ROp8ozKZdL0poHW4HON3XBcVCl-AxeXWGCMkXUFJAkA4T2pyv3lmPLu/s1600/Photo1482.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Oh hai.
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm waiting for my colleagues for lunch, so here I am, deciding that writing an entry would mark words down.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The picture explains it.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Okay, well everyone knows I have a BF.</div><div style="text-align: left;">He is very ahbengcoughcough.</div><div style="text-align: left;">He is an orang utan lol.</div><div style="text-align: left;">He speaks vulgarities.</div><div style="text-align: left;">He loves fishes more than he loves me.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Lol.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Okay well, those are basic facts of him.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Advanced facts are like:</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">He is very pang-tang - Ring cannot take off at all times lol.</div><div style="text-align: left;">He is actually someone who gives in really easily.</div><div style="text-align: left;">He's really soft hearted, with a soft spot for dogs.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Honestly, I think i've repeated myself numerous times - he and I are total opposites.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In terms of handling issues - He is quick in decisions, I am very reluctant in deciding.</div><div style="text-align: left;">In terms of arguments - He choose to let things die down, I choose to finish it up asap.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">He thinks I'm naggy.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I think he's too harsh in everything.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">We fight ALL the time. And by that, I mean like at least once a month.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Trust me, more than enough.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But at the end of it all, it still hits me.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I love him like I've never did.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Our arguments are frightening, we spike ourselves and fire at each other.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But somehow, the fights will conclude in bittersweetness.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Actually everyone knows this lah.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And this is an entry to mark his words down.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The day he commented that Lin Zhi Jie is suave on the Bball Court.</div><div style="text-align: left;">And I said, well, you are too.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And he pulled me over, gave me a kiss, and said:</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br />"I will be the best, if I could treat you better."</div><div style="text-align: left;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I smiled.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
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<br /></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-92082041070178037052011-08-01T09:19:00.006+08:002011-08-01T10:08:22.402+08:00Heart to Heart<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJm2a80UZ4rAB8CLR_d59_DmHCydrywlR0Wb9UNeQkTTUMwx-SspaWErlzsoBppfLFa0QX1_VK1J4692WurtpQeUwvIPIB6yIa6TVQep2Ynr8MMcUqU0vKsXYWSS6j8vXM8vqOwg/s400/dear_heart.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635693964670560354" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Last week was a week of hectic.</div><div>Well, for bad stuff.</div><div><br /></div><div>I came to realise this fact:</div><div><br /></div><div>You aint close with anyone</div><div> you didn't reveal your heart to.</div><div>By that, I meant heart-to-heart talks.</div><div><br /></div><div>Assumptions - they come in bits and pieces.</div><div>They can help you, or ruin you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sadly, last week, 'Assumptions' won the battle, the bad way.</div><div>I used to have this group of friends, whom I named 'Close'.</div><div>They consist of ladies from my previous school, and to me, they are precious.</div><div><br /></div><div>We always hang out together, and though we hardly meet sometimes when life catches up with us, we worked out okay.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>But it never did cross our minds... until one day I blasted out.</div><div>I saw that the girls went out - without me - to a trip to ubin.</div><div>I was shocked, and confused. Cause there were never once they went out without me, unless I couldn't make it, or prefer not to go.</div><div><br /></div><div>And so I sent a text to one of them.</div><div>And the reply I got was that they thought I wouldn't want to come along, because their initial plan was to do a watersport, and I'm not a sports person.</div><div><br /></div><div>Their assumptions are correct - I AM not a sports person.</div><div>But their assumptions on the other hand are wrong - I</div><div> AM keen to come. </div><div><br /></div><div>They didn't think that I would play the sports, but they didn't think that I would enjoy side watching.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmQLyRl2ObzK3_9KjZxEsOjZRQLEbDbvWJy2Xl354qvCpyoqq4_iFesghmorVoBBjg_Dn-jDZ8fRn_1-UBWg0BdsPT8EOBjF9Q9bycECEqPSvOGyq_kEk5gGlD4sUsQ7jHYblFKw/s400/comic.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635698477050975090" /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Assumptions: Credits to offthemark.com</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div>It was then we realised, there's so many things in these years and years of friendship, were left unsaid and bottled.</div><div><br /></div><div>If I haven't thought of being honest, perhaps nothing will surface, and we might be peaceful forever - but what for?</div><div><br /></div><div>So I guess, its good to be true.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>On the other hand, I placed my relationship on rocks, fighting with assumptions once again.</div><div>I blurted whatever that was in my mind, I just had to speak my mind off.</div><div>I was tired, drained of emotions and just wanted to be alone and peaceful.</div><div><br /></div><div>And then I listened to his side of the story.</div><div>And I set my heart down to the ground.</div><div><br /></div><div>Why let assumptions get the better of you?</div><div>Passion and love should, not the other.</div><div>It was when he placed his palm on my hair, and told me to stop crying, then my heart went back to place.</div><div><br /></div><div>All of that after a huge outburst.</div><div>I could have flooded his room, totally.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So many things I've discovered, just within week.</div><div>Sometimes I think matters of the heart are simple,</div><div>but the process of understanding is always twists-and-turns.</div><div><br /></div><div><br />Perhaps that's what made it all worthwhile.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-69841874170542595932011-07-05T09:33:00.000+08:002011-07-06T09:37:11.237+08:00Happy Birthday Carrie!<b><span class="Apple-style-span" >HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARRIE MY SHANGGONG MY ANATA MY SARANGHAE MY LOVE!</span></b><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I honestly wanted to message you,</div><div>but after I wrote a long-ass message, </div><div>I realised I couldn't send otu cause my phone spoilt, Im using Iphone and it doesn't have any of my contacts FMLGG.</div><div><br /></div><div>So I write here:</div><div><br /></div><div>Dear Carrie, Me love you belly much for buying me food, feeding me, making sure I stay fat for the best hugging quality.</div><div><br /></div><div>Though we don't meet often, I still love you!</div><div>I still think of you!</div><div><br /></div><div>Everytime tong and I see something like a tower, no matter the Tower from Paris from Tokyo from where, we think of you lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've got a gift for you!</div><div>BUT WHEN WILL I SEE YOU! #$%^&*()</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>But no matter what, </div><div><br /></div><div>Jeslene loves you <3</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-87614839210911918622011-06-26T21:09:00.005+08:002011-06-26T22:28:27.601+08:00SO under updated!<div>Hello dear all!</div><div><br /></div><div>Hello future me!</div><div><br /></div><div>There I go with the same sentence:</div><div>I haven't been updating blahyakblah.</div><div><br /></div><div>Many things changed after my last update.</div><div><br /></div><div>In term of relationships, work, and friends.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I'm not gonna let time drag those things into the future. =D</div><div><br /></div><div>I've gotten a new job, and now working as an Executive for the CEO office.</div><div>It may not sound impressive, but PA/Secretarial work is one step higher than the Admin Assistant job I used to have.</div><div><br /></div><div>If they have not mentioned, I wouldn't have realised I actually have more than 4 years of work experience. lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm still kinda trying to get use to the jobscope, cause right now its not the busy season, so when it really comes, I'll have to use up all my might on it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Photos to explain my days:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavcqdjsuuvzp5vazEqJCIaXvON9vG5JDhqnQoN3iyxYl-30vr0Qub_A6NK2kJJuOTZcUlIytYTJ8BhyphenhyphenqOIVXiT4A71XiWZS1wpvqCS-8wKHP-S2fCfhSTxyCCz1XhWcxIz09uag/s1600/224390_212619792093061_100000351258971_690786_3755927_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavcqdjsuuvzp5vazEqJCIaXvON9vG5JDhqnQoN3iyxYl-30vr0Qub_A6NK2kJJuOTZcUlIytYTJ8BhyphenhyphenqOIVXiT4A71XiWZS1wpvqCS-8wKHP-S2fCfhSTxyCCz1XhWcxIz09uag/s400/224390_212619792093061_100000351258971_690786_3755927_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622526232677142578" /></a>Anniversary day spent with BF and friends at the Zoo!<div>We realised there's a River Safari coming soon, excitement max.</div><div><br /></div><div>It was a superb day,</div><div>BF relived the days we were at Queenway, where he picked azuki seeds for me.</div><div>I now have the whole bottle filled to the brim :D</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55Rmsop6eFNMrBrKtqIpY0ZwEM33X-K44-zoXm00JtpiPNul8ykB8fwhWK_9QOKJrAzUYsSx4806rJUzjiW0EvoqixtDhfkHwCj9c5WBhbzr-e6otjQIn6FV_yXRjWGB_2njlzA/s1600/229515_212641008757606_100000351258971_690908_381446_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55Rmsop6eFNMrBrKtqIpY0ZwEM33X-K44-zoXm00JtpiPNul8ykB8fwhWK_9QOKJrAzUYsSx4806rJUzjiW0EvoqixtDhfkHwCj9c5WBhbzr-e6otjQIn6FV_yXRjWGB_2njlzA/s400/229515_212641008757606_100000351258971_690908_381446_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622526226256932642" /></a><br /></div><div>Little fellow isn't afraid of humans, closes eyes in content when you stroke him.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>May is also my Cousin's big day!</div><div>My family and I almost got lost and walked to mount faber instead lol.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGZB5iRYGUj7eRWhAd_5jkgcZY2UhE2VPjuxDqRWpISjc9E2CwITTnkzz-Qas6mx7EMf9F5eT_Jplx5FEWuoX1v0lPDG8k4WJd3EPYHA9m9vAouuI9jH0wuhPIW74WeFhdJAq6dw/s1600/Photo4631.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGZB5iRYGUj7eRWhAd_5jkgcZY2UhE2VPjuxDqRWpISjc9E2CwITTnkzz-Qas6mx7EMf9F5eT_Jplx5FEWuoX1v0lPDG8k4WJd3EPYHA9m9vAouuI9jH0wuhPIW74WeFhdJAq6dw/s400/Photo4631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622526221501960754" /></a><br /></div><div>Curled hair for the day!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7mx8aXp9AfPTlJLCiRf3oC5O_31la_-CTVpocTG73L40uSm3yOa5wk0tN4CvFr2kclsg8cwUiVuICIqz-8F2QVcTQNnPMncHiRn0LvvNlgpzqvMmDIFV7acDjw8ufmloWNAu5yA/s1600/Photo4606.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7mx8aXp9AfPTlJLCiRf3oC5O_31la_-CTVpocTG73L40uSm3yOa5wk0tN4CvFr2kclsg8cwUiVuICIqz-8F2QVcTQNnPMncHiRn0LvvNlgpzqvMmDIFV7acDjw8ufmloWNAu5yA/s400/Photo4606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622523454350648130" /></a><br /></div><div>Little name tags for the 'kids'.</div><div>Well, I'm considered the younger generation so...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOfB_FnHtvKsL4g-7Y3fiQoZ1xyMr9VNiqSfqXwTc2vyShpREp0stbYhrQOmGE19eAt5hU3g8sBTdrqv_otJRclTX2OFLojdRfsIMRLJffGK6KVddvd58X_8kYD6YIt3YyIAVJA/s1600/Photo4612.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOfB_FnHtvKsL4g-7Y3fiQoZ1xyMr9VNiqSfqXwTc2vyShpREp0stbYhrQOmGE19eAt5hU3g8sBTdrqv_otJRclTX2OFLojdRfsIMRLJffGK6KVddvd58X_8kYD6YIt3YyIAVJA/s400/Photo4612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622523450187031522" /></a><br /></div><div>The menu!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhACpTpGO8qBzpxz12xeqxsOP7R-OunsBOdP22wyro6kE6zSDZrsxKUeckrzOah6wN-wUgp1tGhiYn-Jmp04Ba880XfQH8mRymRlvoPvMrTluAgJ6jP93AH9zilbuvc3c1upScXmg/s1600/Photo4609.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhACpTpGO8qBzpxz12xeqxsOP7R-OunsBOdP22wyro6kE6zSDZrsxKUeckrzOah6wN-wUgp1tGhiYn-Jmp04Ba880XfQH8mRymRlvoPvMrTluAgJ6jP93AH9zilbuvc3c1upScXmg/s400/Photo4609.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622523437398289394" /></a><br /></div><div>My beloved mum and I!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihYDb3D9mBtn86r5fjgqCZLRbhl_btzj0dzaLKbLNZzs8tsJOVdcmttSwcThcu0BcfdhFKLFmiAnXgaNpS1P0RtySyaFvTjmLFRH0Q4yCkFwnEWcWNUwTDmMpMpxn4WgjX1iZimQ/s1600/Photo4613.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihYDb3D9mBtn86r5fjgqCZLRbhl_btzj0dzaLKbLNZzs8tsJOVdcmttSwcThcu0BcfdhFKLFmiAnXgaNpS1P0RtySyaFvTjmLFRH0Q4yCkFwnEWcWNUwTDmMpMpxn4WgjX1iZimQ/s400/Photo4613.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622523431726468018" /></a><br /></div><div>Check out the identical smiles and noses! LOL.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVca5Eycvi12jQfi_TklefqOkVVN82B-NZ8Undg_KoOMm-Hhil2Hm-kTlgvOoOyULsJjPiHJBDCOfwNW_i2rEmL6pypPZRJZchVWlS4O_-1GayAdhshQMS7Xv8MvQKUDyuWm1bg/s1600/Photo4637.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVca5Eycvi12jQfi_TklefqOkVVN82B-NZ8Undg_KoOMm-Hhil2Hm-kTlgvOoOyULsJjPiHJBDCOfwNW_i2rEmL6pypPZRJZchVWlS4O_-1GayAdhshQMS7Xv8MvQKUDyuWm1bg/s400/Photo4637.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622523428105141538" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The bride and groom, serving tea to my parents!</div><div><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsY-e18WXyternT9TGy3rSa1FIRVm_ShCjVcMpC8FdeLhbAKfbadjNXUdaAwzW6_Fcrlt4rFZGQF-rqG0uZQyqDNfFhT4d3ijDYEqoiIXhSpofx1isLZTNP4Sbq0ufgAbkpARlQ/s1600/Photo4641.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsY-e18WXyternT9TGy3rSa1FIRVm_ShCjVcMpC8FdeLhbAKfbadjNXUdaAwzW6_Fcrlt4rFZGQF-rqG0uZQyqDNfFhT4d3ijDYEqoiIXhSpofx1isLZTNP4Sbq0ufgAbkpARlQ/s400/Photo4641.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622522313670921314" /></a><br /></div><div>Champagne for toasting!</div><div>I haven't been drinking, so three sips and I'm red.</div><div>BUT! Even my parents thought it was pretty high in alcohol level.</div><div>My younger cousins got half drunk after that.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22rtlfYO2BSz0cImQPjhnJENheFztyBOH8PcekxnZx0TqawmmtCTHO-Cgim5k0vuiGjvOk_wsrdqrge1tEP9a8Csr5ODoV6FW2KMsel_dUw7FaqpOSxX0pSsKD4mfNBeK0gJfyg/s1600/Photo4652.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22rtlfYO2BSz0cImQPjhnJENheFztyBOH8PcekxnZx0TqawmmtCTHO-Cgim5k0vuiGjvOk_wsrdqrge1tEP9a8Csr5ODoV6FW2KMsel_dUw7FaqpOSxX0pSsKD4mfNBeK0gJfyg/s400/Photo4652.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622522305368008514" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Cupcakes filled with love! <3</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEHK5KNtzC1w-CUPpWzOk6thsi_g2Y3YpXAf3ASVLQeUVPkFow31uffRELjWn6Leo0deem7eHFRa5NDzGn9lRVuIqACGlx1iXOvmlvdz3W4p9Ie_H6vePemWI52ln4KUd8iZO4Qg/s1600/Photo4654.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEHK5KNtzC1w-CUPpWzOk6thsi_g2Y3YpXAf3ASVLQeUVPkFow31uffRELjWn6Leo0deem7eHFRa5NDzGn9lRVuIqACGlx1iXOvmlvdz3W4p9Ie_H6vePemWI52ln4KUd8iZO4Qg/s400/Photo4654.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622522303554314930" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My sirlion steak!</div><div>Food isn't the most fab, but the atmosphere was.</div><div>I fell for the place, so romantic!</div><div><br /></div><div>The event was simple and sweet, filled with laughter and joy.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wish to have a wedding like that as well :')</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and my Cousin's wife is actually the childhood friends of the actress Jessica Liu.</div><div>She is madly tall and gorgeous in real.</div><div>Envious!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Coincidentally, Tat Sin (my hark performing team band member) was at the wedding as well,</div><div>he's the bride's friend lol.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>One rainy afternoon, as my BF, Yingying and I were walking back to his place,</div><div>we found this little humming bird, drench in the rain and fallen on the soil.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdCQvA1grzt6lL7Dtpq0jqWNU7xk_JIWoyT6b1d9bNeILCvyg4fwI74KgBxh-LSOL_ChJxHXnnnQ-jZMY28kpMYF2iNnUUwL735xfl5jIE6MthBnEVsdRyZx8Ip_Mn6GSy1ulpQ/s400/Photo4695.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622522297212248338" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>BF stopped to look, as he was carrying alot of things, he had to go to the shelter to place them down first.</div><div><br /></div><div>As for the girls, Leaking pointed the bird out to me, and almost immediately I squatted and picked the little fellow up.</div><div><br /></div><div>The picture you see above was when it was drenched.</div><div>It was shivering so much, and it shitted on me, like four times lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>But after 30mins it started to dry itself up, shaking water off from its feathers.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLLlmScEa3DB7bY5hi4mSv3SHSC-dmaYSfleUl0ljfKhUVfh5VX4tpiBHvZzt6MJ8_kPZ7OcxaxaxHVDx1oyy-QOmdNDmDHTI-HOOo76iBTG_5tYP_-z1Qbbgf-w9tj8wqgYknNQ/s400/Photo4696.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622522303042316658" /></div><div><br /></div><div>It started hopping around, chirping, and looked really happy to see BF's other feathery friends lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>But we knew we had to let this baby free.</div><div>So after its first attempt to fly around the room, I took it down to the tree where it fell from.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Call me insane, but as we went out to get dinner, and back again,</div><div>we saw the little fellow, with its family, on a bald tree, singing happily.</div><div>I somehow knew, it came to say thank you and bye :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Let me believe so lah ok!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Other furry matters:</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2pZKvR6ZnTg4VwejLBeKcLuTu3OL2gGIkTjCbRW99dDs1bcNNiTFPHgxawv8aEGiSVssYqlCZCh2AtY_SqR8WAPsnnzd85lhMZRr-IDv8-eH9H2cbPQ1Tu05qYJQQyxjN0RE4ug/s1600/Photo4749.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2pZKvR6ZnTg4VwejLBeKcLuTu3OL2gGIkTjCbRW99dDs1bcNNiTFPHgxawv8aEGiSVssYqlCZCh2AtY_SqR8WAPsnnzd85lhMZRr-IDv8-eH9H2cbPQ1Tu05qYJQQyxjN0RE4ug/s400/Photo4749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622518991237316018" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Hello Sapphire! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Other fatty matters:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgUP55V93Lf8OmaYkoDYs29vQMjvq9bUaYGn_Miq2YDkR6XN2mv4-py9W98Ll1Wk14_Fx7H1r0OGVLxzPMWz7Txv56hcO2pOz8lZvk-vrXPhTDGJIVsbIzbAXU98JlZSf8UWAbng/s1600/Photo4774.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgUP55V93Lf8OmaYkoDYs29vQMjvq9bUaYGn_Miq2YDkR6XN2mv4-py9W98Ll1Wk14_Fx7H1r0OGVLxzPMWz7Txv56hcO2pOz8lZvk-vrXPhTDGJIVsbIzbAXU98JlZSf8UWAbng/s400/Photo4774.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622518991218806786" /></a><br /></div><div>Madly in love with polkadots, but cannot match up with Tong's love for it!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn36Hu0WSCPNsf5yO71Ekjs-Ov6rLMJuxZSHV8jf8ByP84Z8toNRmAHxhq1HPWaZVUAZAvbIRyjmiwrvWr7hkbOpi8wYARFBxeToB5HTCo3nZwpMDpyI-Z-ePJQ3G2EKC6nIbPSw/s1600/DSC00956.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn36Hu0WSCPNsf5yO71Ekjs-Ov6rLMJuxZSHV8jf8ByP84Z8toNRmAHxhq1HPWaZVUAZAvbIRyjmiwrvWr7hkbOpi8wYARFBxeToB5HTCo3nZwpMDpyI-Z-ePJQ3G2EKC6nIbPSw/s400/DSC00956.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622518982919174418" /></a><br /></div><div>Camwhoring at BF's place, with his camera.</div><div>I love this picture, lighting and all.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDocfXHCLD0cZPK6VyudFpQMV_8QxACp3aEmYO7bvMHA7Pa0XlbjyM9Acq5MTyiaDFY2aazDoCuRDxwKy3bo2E5y7yHzNXJsLCAdJ4yCEu1QD0U6zehVgX7Z0-Bd327iiqzLdHkw/s400/DSC00949.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622518973546351650" /></div><div><br /></div><div>But BF disagreed and told me he liked this picture instead.</div><div>Whats with men and pouting girls?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDRJMthZ6dSBPvZK4KqJDF49cD24YSWpNQocCyz2uQz49ja9jzqiv3PDqmPBgRO1IC7-TQpDWUvk71Kao0eksXyE0TyK2iInoQAj9o889CJ4nL82EqGZUclU2bR3p0RPxHmJXWQ/s400/DSC00962.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622518979216297746" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Still madly in love with this man.</div><div>Even though now I'm on a full time job, and we meet each other for only 2 days a week,</div><div>I hope we will hang on tight and strong =)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>End of entry!</div><div>Long enough alrights!</div><div><br /></div><div>BF's Pioneer Cup Basketball Competition is right ahead.</div><div>All the wayyyyyyyyyy!</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-3286293238978082472011-05-13T00:15:00.000+08:002011-05-14T04:38:07.316+08:00Its a walk to remember...<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPmQGUpz5s3VoyyxU_D3V_1b88IOxOiWUVEuTcObGL-A2JubbatV3XsaRyT3cBsOgOyeCqwtcBL85lRA-qhS37w2W3FjVxtjfpDUckuptne6DFXnK78Zk47sQAF4kt8kWqEnnZAw/s400/Untitled-1d.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605863792960501634" /><br /><div>Well, that explains the purpose of this post lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>Can't believe its been 2 years,</div><div>well technically, in 1 day's time lol.</div><div><br /></div><div>Honestly I think 2 years is short, considering there are so many couples outside who are way longer lasting.</div><div><br /></div><div>But looking back it seemed like we went through alot of stuff together O.o</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Things that have not changed:</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHjW2BogJj3y9SV78bRSh1eYoEucBymDU9i6sjllztjLaBraESFmGQNvS1HsLfYe4ysDdFmP12bl_NtYECf1JlX8G59TQKs88kopyLokloXVi1mL6DMr2PxEzVb8yKYFyttbIkg/s400/230035_10150242579556354_527731353_8774029_5795683_n.psd.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605863799722680674" /><br /></div><div>I still go to most fishing sessions with him.</div><div><br /></div><div>Which explains why I'm black now.</div><div>And why I invest in so many SPF products.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpyX_SCw4bqATTnhZDhs6fE2zX_8TaQWpP0inhAzWUO-xVP6oQI-0r6Hx2X1pF_DOt1UN_kq0-EM76t1rlIvCq-mw9UadaNZWqItuI9Br_TXLLm3d2p5U3dYihq_omxFX9aEBJg/s400/229735_10150242574706354_527731353_8773972_1649285_n.psd.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605863804435274258" /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6U8F6OBR_DIUDqvvUi4GxNEQAIAjMvyULOV7Rswn2UivRYjCOPNpvfL_01f7WHIKXd3USH8ucGfpzMiVPuGKf0aotKGYz2TUEdshVrcSSap2gi1xdMC-K9wmqzyjDs2OrSmiZA/s1600/DSC00140.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><div>Through sunshine and the rain,</div><div>through patins and peacock bass.</div><div><br /></div><div>Or Chao Praya. LOL.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6U8F6OBR_DIUDqvvUi4GxNEQAIAjMvyULOV7Rswn2UivRYjCOPNpvfL_01f7WHIKXd3USH8ucGfpzMiVPuGKf0aotKGYz2TUEdshVrcSSap2gi1xdMC-K9wmqzyjDs2OrSmiZA/s1600/DSC00140.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO6U8F6OBR_DIUDqvvUi4GxNEQAIAjMvyULOV7Rswn2UivRYjCOPNpvfL_01f7WHIKXd3USH8ucGfpzMiVPuGKf0aotKGYz2TUEdshVrcSSap2gi1xdMC-K9wmqzyjDs2OrSmiZA/s400/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605863817746813330" /></a><br /></div><div>And we still head to all random events together!</div><div>One thing I love about this man is that he is willing to head out with my friends =)</div><div><br /></div><div>Its not easy to find someone like that.</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbsl8IxthqeR2tZekTfRrIB1cQQxuyVNCjslkPpkWEGau3CgtCP2BypuOarKq6CUWky910_qEWAH8NldBrlzBYnNmbdB2JAgZVTF0jWcxxfvPSsTjV-vjmYeINt3fzwoDBxqf1NQ/s1600/Photo3696.psd.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbsl8IxthqeR2tZekTfRrIB1cQQxuyVNCjslkPpkWEGau3CgtCP2BypuOarKq6CUWky910_qEWAH8NldBrlzBYnNmbdB2JAgZVTF0jWcxxfvPSsTjV-vjmYeINt3fzwoDBxqf1NQ/s400/Photo3696.psd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605863811614985794" /></a><br /></div><div>And well, we tend to feel sleepy all the time.</div><div>Like seriously.</div><div>He yawn, I'll yawn.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we'll be all sleepy with droopy eyes.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Things I still love about him:</div><div><br /></div><div>The way he drop kisses on my hair.</div><div>The scissors paper stone we play out of nowhere.</div><div>The plucking of white hair for each other.</div><div>The random "I love you!" we throw at each other.</div><div>The F YOU & F YOU RIGHT BACK we always say.</div><div>The way he responds to my dislike of girls contacting him.</div><div>The way he shows affection to me even if his friends are around.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And much more but hellp, its 12mn coming 1am, </div><div>My brain is rusty!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I don't know what this guy loves about me honestly.</div><div>Im sucha bimbo, obsession over shopping and clothes...</div><div>And the bitch who yells when she has her PMS.</div><div><br /></div><div>But since he loved me for so long,</div><div><br /></div><div>SKY ONG you better love for for ALWAYS.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Happy 2nd Anniversary B!</div><div><br /></div><div><3</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-9850653128257624642011-04-11T22:52:00.002+08:002011-04-11T23:39:56.412+08:00Food Post, & fluffiness!FOOD!<br /><br />There's this trend going in within my family now, which is online vouchers from Groupon, Insing etc.<br />We look at good food then decide if its worth it, get the discount voucher and off we go for dinner/lunch.<br />And so this time we landed in:<br /><br />Paradise Inn @ Bedok Point!<br /><br />Food was pretty good, ambiance and serivce is a 5star.<br />We're in love with that place!<br /><br />We ordered all the dishes in small, but feeds a family of four okay =D<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkVxzEnMTsiXwaqyBM8vo_xJ3mJb4rtf-qWVZq9TKy9yenICHXwxrR2Z6EmJ005rmvWCY1vxLT7lTsPDF4hIEaEzkhkwgftj7zN45M741qyrYX2pGUF_OUwdZtbSt92lL0vaVyrw/s1600/Photo4523.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkVxzEnMTsiXwaqyBM8vo_xJ3mJb4rtf-qWVZq9TKy9yenICHXwxrR2Z6EmJ005rmvWCY1vxLT7lTsPDF4hIEaEzkhkwgftj7zN45M741qyrYX2pGUF_OUwdZtbSt92lL0vaVyrw/s400/Photo4523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594345853833695714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6-hIT8rayxEUUrT3z0iZksLiKTmWvTwnQDXGWhNTKTLSVQGDQ-2FaM_smYkwpYqE0ZjOWDFpNge0Het4mvGb7ZhVgzwCP8S_cfRY5S31OLKVi8kPyBynm1v2lbB-YRrVraYqT2w/s1600/Photo4530.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6-hIT8rayxEUUrT3z0iZksLiKTmWvTwnQDXGWhNTKTLSVQGDQ-2FaM_smYkwpYqE0ZjOWDFpNge0Het4mvGb7ZhVgzwCP8S_cfRY5S31OLKVi8kPyBynm1v2lbB-YRrVraYqT2w/s400/Photo4530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594345857164072194" border="0" /></a><br />Stir Fry Deer Meat with Ginger & Onions - $14<br />LOVE LOVE LOVE Deer meat/beef.<br /><br />I think the next time I go to Zoo, I'll feel guilty.<br />But for now let's forget it lol.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4POF4InR-qHUXzB98lQVO7GdYGb92NLiKCsw0mRM99McANe7Oagr090wmTyLB4Eu5XokvXpd9OmyaII26rEOZ3bzMobe2VIKkHmBZn3XIWP2vfVcgGAPkCE_bR3xPEGS7wJ_BLA/s1600/Photo4533.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4POF4InR-qHUXzB98lQVO7GdYGb92NLiKCsw0mRM99McANe7Oagr090wmTyLB4Eu5XokvXpd9OmyaII26rEOZ3bzMobe2VIKkHmBZn3XIWP2vfVcgGAPkCE_bR3xPEGS7wJ_BLA/s400/Photo4533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594345862975270226" border="0" /></a><br />Mapo Tofu - $10<br />Spicy tofu, I like! I always think this dish is wonderful for plain rice due to the gravy yums.<br /><br />Shit, I'm hungry again.<br /><br />Alongside these main dishes, we also ordered Coffee Ribs & Furong Egg,<br />Didn't fancy the ribs, and the picture I took was blurry so skip that.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4g933y4iDPSMULfX6RWHJRFtGSLgIhifxo5UTgDk2qiY5tEPAZBYswhG0luIN19KGvRpVQ83OE2lMFEVrkZPm8zkpw-ZgjRiEKuDglkbyqeiH5DkGpygOkOEG38QuEPYwf6lfg/s1600/Photo4537.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4g933y4iDPSMULfX6RWHJRFtGSLgIhifxo5UTgDk2qiY5tEPAZBYswhG0luIN19KGvRpVQ83OE2lMFEVrkZPm8zkpw-ZgjRiEKuDglkbyqeiH5DkGpygOkOEG38QuEPYwf6lfg/s400/Photo4537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594345874414908322" border="0" /></a><br />And here is their signature Kong Bak Bao!<br />What is called in English? For all my life I've referred this to kong bak bao to all races lol.<br /><br />Its just bao kiap pork belly.<br />SHIOK ttm.<br /><br />$2.20 per piece though!<br />But its nice!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHGXQUNasje78WR728o21-vY_A3PaLYvtFeMHSGBcsb-Rz_7FlLcdzWuRJMHvhjR2ygk3EwSgo1dr8Blg6CL_VjbT0gRQWNPVGUw1sA8LpRG_3RjP7k9YHFbrKvogixT2KqcITA/s1600/Photo4540.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlHGXQUNasje78WR728o21-vY_A3PaLYvtFeMHSGBcsb-Rz_7FlLcdzWuRJMHvhjR2ygk3EwSgo1dr8Blg6CL_VjbT0gRQWNPVGUw1sA8LpRG_3RjP7k9YHFbrKvogixT2KqcITA/s400/Photo4540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594345877105366210" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In comparison to the main dishes, the desserts aren't as good =(<br />I had the pamelo mango sago, my mum had the ginger steam egg.<br />The other one I forgot, something like ginseng and frog lol.<br /><br />Overall it was a good experience!<br />The bill came up to $74, which is $18.50 per human including gst, service charge, paper towels, peanuts etc.<br /><br />We had the voucher so it was 40bucks off for us!<br />Slurps.<br /><br /><br /><br />End of food post, right now let's enjoy some fluffiness!<br /><br />(Swoons)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjTosQQFrE0NX1EslZbtQFbP5LqKPp1oCJZd5hpisjXloP_b1_4zGQGGZ6Uo388yn-HccInyAVEEEXWd1e6EZO_XtClM6cOIyU0z7UsFo6BKXl__CaXdsAuNqrTKOZQ13lIvAMw/s1600/Photo4517.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWjTosQQFrE0NX1EslZbtQFbP5LqKPp1oCJZd5hpisjXloP_b1_4zGQGGZ6Uo388yn-HccInyAVEEEXWd1e6EZO_XtClM6cOIyU0z7UsFo6BKXl__CaXdsAuNqrTKOZQ13lIvAMw/s400/Photo4517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594339787749704626" border="0" /></a><br />Say hi to Sapphire, Qi Long's maltese!<br />Its a She! And she's only 1 year old plus!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrM3A0SK7WJUVDXfNarFDLZewjIaGKggC8ByiahSXpQgi6djUeR7eM6592fXXwG2fm2sBkiMRgJca7a_zxsT2yBNYM0Tx5AxlJq5AuNuFQ_TurJQ4bufZpTY63C5VXJbLGgwqZ8w/s1600/Photo4512.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrM3A0SK7WJUVDXfNarFDLZewjIaGKggC8ByiahSXpQgi6djUeR7eM6592fXXwG2fm2sBkiMRgJca7a_zxsT2yBNYM0Tx5AxlJq5AuNuFQ_TurJQ4bufZpTY63C5VXJbLGgwqZ8w/s400/Photo4512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594339788968034114" border="0" /></a><br />She's ultra shy, so I had to level my eyes with hers, show her my palms so that she knows I meant no harm.<br /><br />Then when she licked my hands I knnnewwwwwwww I'm in loveeeeeeeeee.<br />And she's a lap dog, she loves tummy rubs and is just....... I don't know, CUTE!<br /><br />@#$%^&*(<br /><br />Okay, something embarrassing,<br />Qi Long had another poodle, and its a he.<br />He's an eunuch cough cough and he chased me all around, and ended up trying to hump my arm.<br /><br />T^T<br /><br />Bingo was an eunuch too and I've never seen him hump anything!<br />So I was rather shocked.<br />but I picked him up, glared at him and threw him aside lol.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr_MbFuOcyeR-t4vlFUyqzfTvXUGPQklkitBzVN_vtNhwbVJfsboWXnepxgDbbzMqufjrYqFja70Py971zGEUbXrBM9hH5XkxP9VOfi1ghILIPryQhID30SdqClqR0v1Rz3w4HCg/s1600/Photo4479.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr_MbFuOcyeR-t4vlFUyqzfTvXUGPQklkitBzVN_vtNhwbVJfsboWXnepxgDbbzMqufjrYqFja70Py971zGEUbXrBM9hH5XkxP9VOfi1ghILIPryQhID30SdqClqR0v1Rz3w4HCg/s400/Photo4479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594339794579849682" border="0" /></a><br />And here's my dear black cat underneath the block.<br />She is alive btw.<br />Lazing around sleeping lol.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One of the kiddo hamsters got outta it's cage on Thursday night.<br />My family searched for it for like 3 days before we finally found it just now.<br /><br />We set food traps, hamster traps...<br />And even placed her cage on the floor with her friend in it beside an empty cage with food and water.<br /><br />Then we started to realise eyyyy all the food are gone from the food dish in the empty cage!<br />CONFIRM in the kitchen!<br /><br />But I searched, nothing!<br /><br />When my family came home just now, the food dish was emptied again.<br />I lied on my tummy and was about to shine a torch underneath our freezer....<br /><br />...when the little girl stared back at me with her beady eyes.<br /><br />zzz.<br />She slimmed.<br />LOL.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Okays, I'm done!Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12622805.post-58963564905474350632011-03-30T12:07:00.002+08:002011-03-30T12:13:00.303+08:00A complaint letterHeeeey.<br /><br />Well, just a something to fill up this space, and also to let you guys know what happened to me for the last few days.<br /><br /><br />I've been bloated and vomitting.<br /><br />No thanks to food poisoning.<br /><br />I had this XO Carrot Cake with Tong @ Far East Plaza Basement, C Nai HK Cafe.<br />The one which took over Gelare, and beside Ramenten & Shintokyo.<br /><br />Let my email explain lah.<br /><br /><br /><br />Hi Benny, thank you for your prompt reply.<div><br /></div><div>I patronized the Far East Plaza outlet at around 4~5pm yesterday, March 29th 2011.</div><div><br /></div><div>I ordered a plate of your XO carrot cake, as recommended by your staff over there. </div> <div><br /></div><div>It was rather disappointing, because the carrot cake cubes were hard. I've been to your east coast outlets before so I knew the taste wasn't the same. The one I had yesterday had a hard crust, making it hard to chew. The taste was bland, I could only taste the chilli flakes. My friend and I left the plate of carrot cake alone after a few pieces consumed.</div> <div><br /></div><div>What really irked me wasn't the taste, but the aftermath that came after.</div><div><br /></div><div>Around 8pm, our tummies simultaneously started to hurt, and soon after, we vomitted for quite a few times. This repeated quite some times until the next morning.</div> <div><br /></div><div>We can ensure we didn't eat anything else before the meal at your outlet, except breakfast in the morning which should be well digested by 5pm.<br /></div> <div><br /></div><div>Would you please look into this? Not only the taste of the carrot cake is tarnishing your reputation (The ones at east coast was fabulous!), it caused us the mild food poisoning.</div> <div><br /></div><div>Would appreciate if you could give me an explanation on this issue!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And now I'm waiting for a reply.<br />I stopped vomitting on the day itself, but ended up with a bloated tummy for like two days until now.<br /><br />But my dear tong, who have gastric probs, threw up for like what, 2 days?!<br />Never going back to that place again.<br />I'm pretty glad we didn't finish that plate of food. KILLS.<br /><br />Waiting for their reply nao!Jeslenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07429374465119705478noreply@blogger.com0