<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713</id><updated>2009-10-17T09:57:15.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog!</title><subtitle type='html'>Earth &amp; Planet..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-8158516263047355443</id><published>2009-09-13T16:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:39:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No moods for blogging but still....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Boring Sunday,,,staying at home lurking ard com sited temporarily in the living room &amp;amp; also cat nap in ah gong's bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last Thursday, darling Jenny shopped with me at Robinson (Raffles City) to buy stuffs for the home, iron, quilt, cutleries &amp;amp; so...and we both each got ourselves a set of choco fondue set with some packs of semi-sweet cocoa.&amp;nbsp;Headed after to Far East Plaza for some shopping. Boi, it seemed like I hadn't shopped so much for myself at a go for such long time. Burst purse on clothings x4 and shoes x4, it was therapeutic indeed. Went home at almost 6 plus after enjoying snackos at the 1st level of far east, eaten nice waffles with belgian choco dips and peking smoked duck rolls. Bought a not-so-nice Taiwan 'Ai Yu Bing' to quench the thirst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy21wNjrvI/AAAAAAAABY4/zA6yxnhJDec/s1600-h/P9111699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy21wNjrvI/AAAAAAAABY4/zA6yxnhJDec/s320/P9111699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, darling came to my home for some webbie stuff and before she went home, we had a lovely chat &amp;amp; makan ice-creams out of bread &amp;amp; cones bought from a mobile van. Shiok! Met Zelene &amp;amp; HT for steamboat dinner and brought my dear ah gong, with the lucky maid tagging along. N passed a bread toaster and juice blender to Zelene as we're no longer using it at home. The kind girl gave me a pack of masks to use, there are many wonderful comments on her product, especially on her shiseido 1's and her items are always selling away fast fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, btw this is her &lt;a href="http://beautyqueencloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;webbie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SqyzcZ_HpmI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Z5Iesgm364I/s1600-h/P9131706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SqyzcZ_HpmI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Z5Iesgm364I/s400/P9131706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N they also gave me something &lt;em&gt;special &lt;/em&gt;from Batam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy0AuV9t9I/AAAAAAAABYY/OzlVbkrVBao/s1600-h/P9131707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy0AuV9t9I/AAAAAAAABYY/OzlVbkrVBao/s400/P9131707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I doubt anyone can guess wat it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy0Z5RFMQI/AAAAAAAABYg/vXFoSPsocZI/s1600-h/P9131708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy0Z5RFMQI/AAAAAAAABYg/vXFoSPsocZI/s320/P9131708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy1IAN03xI/AAAAAAAABYo/nBrC2bxKmUI/s1600-h/P9131709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy1IAN03xI/AAAAAAAABYo/nBrC2bxKmUI/s320/P9131709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is a bag for aunty to go shopping at market lor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ah, the thought that counts! I'm glad I've ppl like em' &amp;amp; the 'mommy gangs' to colour my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yesterday dine at JP, before gg back home, saw a 7th month 'getai' and decided to stop and watched. Found ourselves a comfortable 2nd row and watched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 young girls can really sing Hokkien song&amp;nbsp;w/ powerful voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy12vVDZoI/AAAAAAAABYw/UNqmQSVtgdw/s1600-h/P9121700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy12vVDZoI/AAAAAAAABYw/UNqmQSVtgdw/s320/P9121700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Malaysian guy performing his virgin show at the 7th month 'getai'. There's an aunty requesting for him to sing the famous 'No. 3 Mummy'. Refusing the offer as an amateur but accepting the 'ang pao', he got no choice but sing la. Quite surprise by his dancing &amp;amp; singing for the No.3 mummy. Too bad I missed recording the part cos i tot he sing only a few lines, but he did well instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, he sang an 'ah lian' 1st, then an 'ah beng'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wGftrlmUNos&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wGftrlmUNos&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left shortly as was parking on double yellow lines (Saw TP drove by). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aiyaa, the home still won't be ready soon. Already past 7 weeks, super shag from all da' waiting liao. Touching up next week and next next week shld be e last footwork to expect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorro's a new week, start again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;=) Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-8158516263047355443?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/8158516263047355443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=8158516263047355443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/8158516263047355443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/8158516263047355443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-moods-for-blogging-but-still.html' title='No moods for blogging but still....'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sqy21wNjrvI/AAAAAAAABY4/zA6yxnhJDec/s72-c/P9111699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-2098280953996815123</id><published>2009-09-10T00:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:50:29.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coco chanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coco before chanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Shopping with ah gong...</title><content type='html'>Went shopping with ah gong at Ikea. It was some of the loveliest moments to be documented. Thou' I went shopping ikea with him for a few times (in fact more times than i am with dear), the past Sunday was great. Picking over fine details with him feel so comfy and happy, even thou' some suggestions are not viable or some designs he picked are old-fashioned, it'd still do great shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, went Daiso with ah gong, were selecting fragrant essences and looking around, figuring out what we need for the home and happened to meet dearest friend with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought ah gong to try Famous Bak Kut Teh at Balestier. Initially, he wanted to leave for other eating place having seen the queue. So luckily, there was a car moving out of the (limited &amp;amp; hard to find parking space) lot. It was all fate, fated to have a go at the delicacy. Good praises coming out the mouth of gong for the yummy dishes. The maid loved the soup very much too. We felt so satisfied leaving the place with a happy stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to watch Coco Before Chanel, alone. I'm not being a hermit. Just tt i tot of gg for a quickie on the decision made tt day itself. To be correct, I actually watch Coco Avant Chanel, as the original version is in french. Not really showing keen interest to this 2009 version as compared to the Coco Chanel 2008 version. It's a lil twist to the storyline, different actresses and different involvement in the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Coco Chanel, I like how coco traces back the story and success of her business owing to the lover. How it was before and after - Coco &amp;amp; Chanel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco before Chanel, eliminating the chanel part, it was purely Coco and her past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With comparision into place, I feel that coco chanel covers all from past to present but coco before chanel may seem a bit like watching a repeat. Nonetheless, I still do enjoyed the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent $7 on the movie ticket, but $2.80 for an ice lemon tea =( SO EXPENSIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to robinson shopping tomorrow with 2 of my dearest friends. Gonna buy many items.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-2098280953996815123?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/2098280953996815123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=2098280953996815123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2098280953996815123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2098280953996815123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-with-ah-gong.html' title='Shopping with ah gong...'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-3354386789447482673</id><published>2009-09-08T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:29:02.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chanel'/><title type='text'>Chanel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q3uoMKlSqS4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q3uoMKlSqS4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have watched Coco Chanel last night for 138 mins, is gg to watched Coco Before Chanel today for 118 mins. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-3354386789447482673?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/3354386789447482673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=3354386789447482673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3354386789447482673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3354386789447482673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/09/chanel.html' title='Chanel'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-197012818566951480</id><published>2009-09-06T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:53:48.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digital camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samsung'/><title type='text'>My new lover</title><content type='html'>For the longest time ever since donkey years back, I declare i'm absolutely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with a digicam. It is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I readily selected the color: It is gonna be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am twittering (sharing) hoping to get my dream cam!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;By all means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest &amp;amp; I also believe gonna be all camwhore-lover future hot favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I've got a Samsung LED TV, thumbs-up for its amazing quality comparable to other brands, &amp;amp; I'm&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for SAMSUNG ST550. Best! Best! Best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMSUNG ST550 = &lt;strong&gt;1.5" &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRONT LCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.2 mega pixel +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brillant high resolution shot +&lt;br /&gt;vibration &amp;amp; audio feedback technology +&lt;br /&gt;super clear 800 x 480 display +&lt;br /&gt;Haptic sensor techonology +&lt;br /&gt;27mm &lt;strong&gt;Schneider-KREUZNACH&lt;/strong&gt; wide-angle lens +&lt;br /&gt;Personal 4.6x optical zoom ++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scene recognition technology in 16 setting (can recognise landscape or portrait automatically &amp;amp; self-adjust for perfect shot!!!) +++++++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smart face recognition technology (can register up to 20 ppl) +++++++++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HD QUALITY VIDEO +++++++++++++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RECYCLE BIN (Retrieve photos from accidental removal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I should be engage as the spokesperson in Sg cos I'm So so in love with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Such technology is amazing. Love Samsung ST1000 for it's wi-fi &amp;amp; bluetooth functions, but imma grab my new lover soon!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming 3.5 wide-screen! I'm coming for you Dual LCD screen (&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fall's most promising camera&lt;/span&gt;)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SqKWM52TEQI/AAAAAAAABX8/aGHBhaTLKeo/s1600-h/ST550-531x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378026053464953090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SqKWM52TEQI/AAAAAAAABX8/aGHBhaTLKeo/s400/ST550-531x400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-197012818566951480?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/197012818566951480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=197012818566951480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/197012818566951480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/197012818566951480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-lover.html' title='My new lover'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SqKWM52TEQI/AAAAAAAABX8/aGHBhaTLKeo/s72-c/ST550-531x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-7464573694474611659</id><published>2009-09-03T20:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:59:48.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>This week...next...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Over Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Went Butter. Long queue. Queued till our turn &amp;amp; skipped the turn. 2 drinks for the cover none better than a 1.5 litre. Went lunar partied till the night was almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_V03Lmj8I/AAAAAAAABX0/tc3VmnDC6Ic/s1600-h/5409_1203152286378_1455741256_563845_8057474_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377251584246190018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_V03Lmj8I/AAAAAAAABX0/tc3VmnDC6Ic/s400/5409_1203152286378_1455741256_563845_8057474_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_V0dFgkVI/AAAAAAAABXs/fZ4zhUer-dU/s1600-h/5409_1202665954220_1455741256_562216_4435733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377251577241309522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_V0dFgkVI/AAAAAAAABXs/fZ4zhUer-dU/s400/5409_1202665954220_1455741256_562216_4435733_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_Vzwb17cI/AAAAAAAABXk/MCSRqLOXqP4/s1600-h/P8291582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377251565255388610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_Vzwb17cI/AAAAAAAABXk/MCSRqLOXqP4/s400/P8291582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Beginning Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... went John Little at S'pore Expo, bringing ah gong there for the first time. Initially kinda regret cos it was the NATAS fair as well, and it's JAM JAM JAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily still managed to find a parking lot. My target was to buy a cutlery set cos the last time at robinson fair, me &amp;amp; hubby forgot to buy. Abt $199 for a 36 pcs set, contained in a nice suit-box plus another free item in another nice box as well (forgot wat is it). But so wasted, there was none at d JL fair. It was only those in light stainless steel which we doesn't want. So, I bought bowls, plates, ah gong's pillows, bolster, bedsheet set, sealed microwavable-tupperware, some keropoks, glasses and so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking for about an hour not really finding what i wanted but bought what i also needed, we proceeded to the asian food fare. Buy more plates, bowls &amp;amp; spoons there, wanna spice up d' beautiful Kare dining set with all nice dining ware :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wanna buy durian puff to let ah gong try (i've tried it before, bought @ AMK hub) &amp;amp; a box of 6 smoked peking duck rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_Trh5O5GI/AAAAAAAABWs/dbJHgojdB5g/s1600-h/P8301644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377249224889918562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_Trh5O5GI/AAAAAAAABWs/dbJHgojdB5g/s400/P8301644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_T4hS1o2I/AAAAAAAABW0/3K_R3WItI78/s1600-h/P8301647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377249448067179362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_T4hS1o2I/AAAAAAAABW0/3K_R3WItI78/s400/P8301647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End our shopping day &amp;amp; dinner at Lerk Thai. 1st time trying there (usually will go eat d' xiao long bao at d' restaurant further up), the food was not too bad, surprisely the curry chicken was very delish, soft &amp;amp; smooth texture (my likings) + the curry sauce is very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_UQxfGSWI/AAAAAAAABW8/Weze5QiTvaM/s1600-h/P8301649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377249864730429794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_UQxfGSWI/AAAAAAAABW8/Weze5QiTvaM/s400/P8301649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Following Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was a Japanese lunch buffet with hubby &amp;amp; friend. Sumptuous &amp;amp; satisfying one, tried one of the best chawanmushi ever &amp;amp; black sesame ice cream (whopping $6 a scoop air-flown from japan), can try lah, but a bit too ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, went to Meidi-ya at Liang court to purchase toiletries, also bought a liptrainer x 4, pink for me, blue for father-in-law and dearest &amp;amp; green for mother. This liptrainer is too good to believe, but we still bought it &amp;amp; try. It looks like a pacifier when put on, but by using it 4 times a day for 3 mins each, it can maximise its effect to 90% to give a slimmer &amp;amp; better face feature, reduce the nos. of toilet visit in the night, for stroke patients, speech problems, gums bleeding, drooling, snoring, prevent various chronic disease, pimples, etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_UrGgGMLI/AAAAAAAABXE/PUlCJp7gx2I/s1600-h/P9021667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377250317048361138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_UrGgGMLI/AAAAAAAABXE/PUlCJp7gx2I/s400/P9021667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether it is that great, but we were swayed by some of the positive results. Costing $89.90 per set, except for the green (rehabilitation), this simple plastic therapy device is scientifically design &amp;amp; clinically proven and is used in hospital. Sounds too good to believe, but we still go ahead to give it a shot, if it's really that good for being then it's definitely worth it. Dad-in-law says that he saw on TV, those cosmetic departments are selling it in Japan, and could be way cheaper than what we bought. Honestly the cost of those plastic mouth-wear looks like $5 lor. Hopefully, I dun waste the money &amp;amp; will use it to exercise my face regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a long story on the liptrainer....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_U521t3LI/AAAAAAAABXM/3WdSTozjXRc/s1600-h/P9021671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377250570542111922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_U521t3LI/AAAAAAAABXM/3WdSTozjXRc/s400/P9021671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to Telok Blangah home, had dinner with family (ate fish-eggs, Tasty!) &amp;amp; went to collect d' lovely kare dining light. After that went to Balestier to continue sourcing for the hanging light in the bedroom, the shortage of the only last lighting item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite some time choosing &amp;amp; selecting, also went to confirm the LED wall light &amp;amp; doorbell. Nothing attractive really came close to our eyes as dearie dislike chandelier, WHICH I MAD LOVE! So, I disagreed on the lights he chosen &amp;amp; he disagreed those I selected. He mentioned chandelier being the old design, and if i were to look into magazines, those 'IN' lightings had unique designs, which is modern &amp;amp; simple. But seriously, for the kind of price for lighting piece from Italy, I could really buy a big nice chandelier, but really, conflict again. Many pcs of lights from China were good copies from the western but hmmm....quality-wise. Yi-fen-qian-yi-fen-huo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to keep my feelings, but come to think of it, what he said is quite true, those designs r out, it's common and cheap chandelier cost only few hundred bucks, but gd quality ones at least a four-figure sum. So ditched the tots of having one &amp;amp; we finally KIV one special one from Belgium, but I still insisted on sourcing for another hopeful alternate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Was Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, had lunar ghost 7th month celebration dinner with dearie &amp;amp; friends. I wore my favourite Miss Naughty T-shirt and dark green pants, still calling on to confirm if dear was wearing T-shirt, so i'll be wearing one too. Actually I had decided on a white blouse, somehow I feel I needn't wear so nice for such dinner, but find regrets later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at the dinner organised in singapore swimming club. Most members/tai-tais/guests were at least appropriate min. clubwear standards &amp;amp; I felt a little bit out. Nevermind that, I still enjoyed the dinner throughout. Usually shout-bidding emcee speaks Hokkien, and coming out with many different sorts of Hokkien phrase, that rhymes with the figures bidded. This time, it was conducted in Chinese with selective Hokkiens. Items on bid was mostly hard liquor, sake, wine, bird nest, abalone, big sweep and the usual traditional 'huat kuay', pineapple 'ong lai' &amp;amp; rice with container. Other items such as cameras, juice maker, badminton racket, golf club &amp;amp; rice cooker were on bid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_VzV_3QcI/AAAAAAAABXc/sKJo8wXnUx4/s1600-h/P9011660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377251558158713282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_VzV_3QcI/AAAAAAAABXc/sKJo8wXnUx4/s400/P9011660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_Vy-o79UI/AAAAAAAABXU/yv8XimYCKWw/s1600-h/P9011658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377251551888536898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_Vy-o79UI/AAAAAAAABXU/yv8XimYCKWw/s400/P9011658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the sharksfin &amp;amp; mango puree dessert. Yum Yums! :p&lt;br /&gt;Oya, saw Olinda Cho &amp;amp; her family too. She really slimmed down a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yesterday Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, went to TB home and had a hot bowl of vege soup, went in search of d' last lighting at park mall, left shortly after 10 mins of walk, dissatisfied with all the chandelier once again, and going down to Balestier to find the last dim of hope. The search did not took long, we went to Lightology, which is selling very nice unique lights from various countries. From budgeted lightings to high-end lightings, many good varieties. Admiring and discussing over the different lamps and lights and finally gave up our search to confirm the light which we KIV previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Arnolds at City Plaza for dinner, and repaired my old sirocco at Dear's friend's hp shop that I put aside for like a good few months since it's mic problem. I missed using it. Ordered spring chicken and onion rings while waiting for repair. Finished dinner &amp;amp; happily went down with filled-stomach to collect my phone. Sold the spare phone for $40 into my pockets, haha....but dear spent $100 on something else. Went to enquire on PS3 SLIM. Yes, PS3 slim at 120gb, not PSP, is PSP SLIM coming out next week!!! Price at $550 with 1 free game, additional game console at 70 bucks each. Heard that PS3 slim could not be upgraded but PS3 80gb could be memory upgraded. But who cares, as long as it's slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, spent a day lazing, looking at paintings gg on in the house, sleeping, and growing fat. The 4 fans are finally installed today, I can't believe that fans can actually look so crazily 'chio' &amp;amp; add a sense of touch to the home. Love the mini fan in the kitchen that I would like to call 'ke ai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tomorrow Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, almost everything in place. Doors up, aircons up, final paintings, lights up. I can almost see a 70% view of the overalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;The day after and, or after, Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; may be the shopping days for mirrors or plants or kitchen or home stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My next week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Polishing on Mon &amp;amp; Tue, chemical washing on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almost! ALmost! My hell days r so almost over!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-7464573694474611659?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/7464573694474611659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=7464573694474611659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/7464573694474611659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/7464573694474611659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-weeknext.html' title='This week...next...'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sp_V03Lmj8I/AAAAAAAABX0/tc3VmnDC6Ic/s72-c/5409_1203152286378_1455741256_563845_8057474_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-4154413266448931698</id><published>2009-09-02T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:52:53.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yucks...I'm lazy yo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blog tomorro =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-4154413266448931698?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/4154413266448931698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=4154413266448931698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/4154413266448931698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/4154413266448931698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/09/yucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-2850039132114228457</id><published>2009-08-29T13:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:42:05.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kinship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>In Their Final Hours</title><content type='html'>Felt touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt similarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article published in weekend today moved me, and rekindle emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It described how ppl in the medic field brushes moments of life &amp;amp; death, and stirred by heartwrenching moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How some brave to move on for their loved...&lt;br /&gt;How some battled with just a few days of life given...&lt;br /&gt;How some fight till the end, and embraced treasured moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's not struggling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's just part of the process of dying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Alice Heng, Nurse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest grandma parted me a year, similar to what Dr Do Su Ern (HCA Hospice Care homecare doctor) felt when his grandpa past away a decade back, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that scene always remain vivid&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm faced with the fear of another life being taken away, with unknown time boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm stranded with remaining times to love while he's still breathing, but would rather hide scarcely beneath negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As above those &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I feel that the process of dying is really cruel, heart-paining &amp;amp; torturous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my primary school teacher, Mrs Pauline Lee wrote on my autograph book &amp;amp; once even told me to treasure my loved ones before they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;当我开始慢慢的成长瞬间, 我也逐渐深深的体会这句话的含义...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-2850039132114228457?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/2850039132114228457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=2850039132114228457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2850039132114228457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2850039132114228457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-their-final-hours.html' title='In Their Final Hours'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-227643118313803553</id><published>2009-08-27T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:53:48.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h1n1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Lovely choice of destination</title><content type='html'>Was deciding on a Hawaii getaway &amp;amp; had planned and source for relevant infos. Getting very hyped up over submarines, volcanoes visit, alfresco shopping, scenery viewing, waterfall jumping, culture shows and all. Would have loved to island-hop to Oahu, Maui &amp;amp; Big Island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear's friend even suggested gg to Las Vegas and visit one of the 7 wonders of the world, the Grand Canyon by helicopter, and a must-visit of the worthy submarine tour for about $300 per person. Wow! How fun is it? Lovely ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will never get to c that my entire life if I stay in sg, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, had decided on Euro trip instead and firmed my decision this morning. (Sorta change my mind for fear of H1N1 widespread in US) Wanted to visit stonehenge and spend some fab times sitting along the sidewalk cafe of Paris ppl watching or idling the Effiel Tower for photo-taking session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the hopes are dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so gonna change plans and shoving aside all my imaginery scenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided on North Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either a Hokkaido or Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we've never been to both places yet. And, we would be joining friends, hence the change in plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's gonna go to NATAs fair this Saturday. Most probably deciding on the Hokkaido one. We had been to Japan and I mad love Japan &amp;amp; Tokyo. Really will love visiting Hokkaido for the seafood and gg to sapporo for the ramen and definitely spa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, would wanna visit korea too, for skiing! and shopping! Thou' not for the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou' it's disheartening to know that i'll be shelving my plans, my hubby made me a very happy lady today, as he promised the postponing of euro trips to early next year. Thou' I think &amp;amp; probably feel that we might not be able to make it cos' of work committment. I'm glad, elated &amp;amp; definitely feel very comforted, for he tries hard to provide me what I want so long as I stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By his sincere &amp;amp; loving promise, 我真的已經覺得好富裕啦!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah dear even keep asking which one I wanna confirm and he can double-confirm everything, and eventually i opted the 2nd choices. Never mind, I should have felt happy for that since we haven't had a good holiday for sometime. Thou' I don't know when my dream holiday is coming, I know it'll still be fulfilled someday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't bear to leave my house on the 4th or 5th of Sept, for it is so rushing, and I'm totally not done with all the house reno and furnishing yet. A long list of items still hanging and bothering on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall getaway in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;/em&gt;....here I'm coming!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still lovely...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-227643118313803553?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/227643118313803553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=227643118313803553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/227643118313803553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/227643118313803553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/lovely-choice-of-destination.html' title='Lovely choice of destination'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-6819627995691979359</id><published>2009-08-26T09:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:10:04.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reno. life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Month Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, the lovely month of Aug... Catching-up session with my best buddies during sec school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSfonBoiRI/AAAAAAAABVs/3KSBhnbXmd0/s1600-h/P8141455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374095775379261714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSfonBoiRI/AAAAAAAABVs/3KSBhnbXmd0/s400/P8141455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSgBCZPUhI/AAAAAAAABV0/7-9J07UFrQ0/s1600-h/P8141444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374096195042890258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSgBCZPUhI/AAAAAAAABV0/7-9J07UFrQ0/s400/P8141444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends that used to skips schools together, stay away from home late nights, sleeping over at each others place, shopping, studying, walking to &amp;amp; fro school together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such fond memories to retain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up &amp;amp; went for steamboat session in Bugis. We talked, laughed &amp;amp; took pictures. The feeling was so great, it feels like being back in old school days. We head towards Dempsey for some ice-cream at Ben &amp;amp; Jerry, and boy was it super crowded on a Friday night with live singing band. We still needed some chats and forwarded our journey to the nearby Oosh-la-la. A quiet place that serve bizzare drinks. Haha...by meaning bizzare drinks, its cos i was served a vegetable soup looked-alike drink for i ordered a 'i find it' unique drink named 'Lychee Mojito'. I say the taste is unique &amp;amp; the looks as well. 'Ma-chiam' ('like': slang in Singlish) drinking leaves. So wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSgT_dKfmI/AAAAAAAABV8/c96zeSNvxSE/s1600-h/P8151459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374096520671559266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSgT_dKfmI/AAAAAAAABV8/c96zeSNvxSE/s400/P8151459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended soon &amp;amp; we looked foward to the next again. :) On Sunday, met up with yet another old pal during higher schooltimes. She had delivered her 2nd child, a baby girl. I recalled the last since I met her, her then 1st baby boy was only a few months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies... Nothing really much to talk about. Its always the same old thing, about asking recent situations, lifes and so. Spent time hanging around the buffets and watching tv dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lingering for about an hour and a half, I decided to take my leave and sit around in a coffeeshop to continue watching my favorite drama "Ai" (my tv at home is still not ready to watch). I thought the episode was ending at 9pm, so I found a cosy spot to eat the bowl of packed "Tou Suan". But it was disappointing, the beans are a little hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSg3cyywWI/AAAAAAAABWE/mgpmH1x8Ef0/s1600-h/P8231538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374097129842327906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSg3cyywWI/AAAAAAAABWE/mgpmH1x8Ef0/s400/P8231538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u just imagine eating a nice favorite bowl of Tou Suan and it ended up being a much lower than expectation savouring sensation. Soon, 9pm ticked by &amp;amp; the show had not ended, continued to buy myself a pack of MacDonald fries to snack me company. Tantalizingly satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374097502219772786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpShNIAfo3I/AAAAAAAABWM/CKtpgJJ8Vnc/s400/P8231539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the show ended, went to fetch ah gong from Cousin's place &amp;amp; fiddled with my little loved back home. She's damn irresistibly adorable, I love her so much! &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e307eb5b2accdc8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAAEbqiT-pXmimn7VDny7-dKry4JrD038-nlT5pKI4KSWxP9lmDsWP3ifru_ZeA8b9Aop6-pVohgV3vGfZ_gicUSqaxeFzBXRJutPdyrUBi4ENwe4CMMoSLfYMJUNARuAMGco5zIZS2uGuzsReFbaoQnZd7Tnd38wVO8y39ZNCTViKh-ubEy9_LYgCmCr3hQcf62tcU0YIse4caNZD0flU16hw8K8FbWeQBlz9Lq1Q2QMG%26sigh%3DYPiHBrfuOfymhWFABxku2woaT9Q%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De307eb5b2accdc8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DR_Jcq2y-PWaXvytwQvGEfFjYpdc&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAAEbqiT-pXmimn7VDny7-dKry4JrD038-nlT5pKI4KSWxP9lmDsWP3ifru_ZeA8b9Aop6-pVohgV3vGfZ_gicUSqaxeFzBXRJutPdyrUBi4ENwe4CMMoSLfYMJUNARuAMGco5zIZS2uGuzsReFbaoQnZd7Tnd38wVO8y39ZNCTViKh-ubEy9_LYgCmCr3hQcf62tcU0YIse4caNZD0flU16hw8K8FbWeQBlz9Lq1Q2QMG%26sigh%3DYPiHBrfuOfymhWFABxku2woaT9Q%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De307eb5b2accdc8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DR_Jcq2y-PWaXvytwQvGEfFjYpdc&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till today, the home is almost on its path to completion. Finally the wait is gonna be over. Over!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tiling works at the balcony, in the kitchen &amp;amp; toilets are done. Electrical &amp;amp; whole house re-wiring completed, glass panels for kitchen and baths are up. The other balcony is levelled up. Piecing the most arduous piece of work by cutting &amp;amp; joining the marbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSlm2obkMI/AAAAAAAABWk/87lnRzVhRQU/s1600-h/6496_119627428285_530358285_2181967_3424693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374102342278549698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSlm2obkMI/AAAAAAAABWk/87lnRzVhRQU/s400/6496_119627428285_530358285_2181967_3424693_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(An antique for marble-cutting)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSj9Q9czhI/AAAAAAAABWU/UqEHWT_QUmI/s1600-h/6496_120601878285_530358285_2193724_81940_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374100528279899666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSj9Q9czhI/AAAAAAAABWU/UqEHWT_QUmI/s400/6496_120601878285_530358285_2193724_81940_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hacking works and noisy demolition, and dirty dirty dust-enduring sessions are over too. Tomorrow will be expecting partitions up and the final fixtures of toilet stuffs. Friday our new aircons will be coming in to install. Hooray! Measurements are coming for the TV console &amp;amp; kitchen cabinets too. Next week will be almost final with paintings and marble polishing works. Oh, i must remember to call up harvey norman to delay deliveries of fridge until all these are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully all these goes thru' smoothly while hubby &amp;amp; me slip for a short getaway... &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderful!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-6819627995691979359?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e307eb5b2accdc8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/6819627995691979359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=6819627995691979359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/6819627995691979359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/6819627995691979359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/month-aug.html' title='Month Aug'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SpSfonBoiRI/AAAAAAAABVs/3KSBhnbXmd0/s72-c/P8141455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-2178076385500698520</id><published>2009-08-22T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:10:45.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>Facing a boring weekend</title><content type='html'>Not only a boring weekend. Thru' the last few days, I had practically no eyes on the tv at all. Minus off the ones at the kopitiam. Not at least until Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily with this thing called computer &amp;amp; internet, I have access to relieve my boredom.  2 nights before I even watched the bought-and-long-forgotten dvd: Chandi Chowk To China with ah gong, the maid &amp;amp; the dog in the same room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only couldn't watched my favorite "Ci Xi Wai Chuan" during weekdays at 11.30am, and my 9pm Hongkong drama serial, I couldn't even watched my favorite "Ai" on weekends &amp;amp; listen to the Hokkien songs (of cos I had the songs in my cd) but visual! visual!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's realli so boring, so hot &amp;amp; so boring &amp;amp; so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/So-1qKEI3wI/AAAAAAAABVk/SLrQTWE4swQ/s1600-h/P7251204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/So-1qKEI3wI/AAAAAAAABVk/SLrQTWE4swQ/s400/P7251204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372712616337137410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's attending another baby full month's celebration. When is my turn? Pass baton to me quick lei!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-2178076385500698520?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/2178076385500698520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=2178076385500698520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2178076385500698520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2178076385500698520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/facing-boring-weekend.html' title='Facing a boring weekend'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/So-1qKEI3wI/AAAAAAAABVk/SLrQTWE4swQ/s72-c/P7251204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-8057977047419386091</id><published>2009-08-21T13:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:31:04.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renovation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Our home</title><content type='html'>There is seriously too much changes to the house from the initial plan. But realli thanked my malaysian feng shui acquaintance for helping me out of rectifying our house FS. Even ID also headache with our last minute part 2, :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From kitchen &amp;amp; 2 bathrooms reno to a major makeover. It's very tiring, testing &amp;amp; enduring for me &amp;amp; ah gong during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with having almost 60-70% completed is a big heave from daily sighing. Shall sigh no more after reno. I seriously love my house and is gonna love too much in the comings, as it is simple-ly beautiful. Changes to the foyer blacony, to the new converted master room, living, dining &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple = Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;+ we love it = More beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful! Hahaha. zhen-de-shi-zi-ji-shuo, zi-ji-xiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially especially heart my Euro kitchen tiles &amp;amp; full-Euro accessories, Kare dining sets + Kare dining lights &amp;amp; bedroom bedroom bedrooms!!! 1000%!!! Love windows. Love Walls. Love Toilets. Our home is our home, no longer traces from the previous owner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's mainly due to the hand-picked selection of all home furnishing agreed upon me &amp;amp; hubby, that's the greatest satisfaction and happiness. We haggled &amp;amp; dug around for the best favorable stuffs. Running to the same places for at least 3 x's and thru' confirming &amp;amp; confirming before making the purchases. Totally leave no regrets to what we've bought so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings is full of anticipation. It's falling into a month's due of work, but I can't wait for the next 2 weeks to flash by. I'm very much looking forward for pretty floral plants &amp;amp; hanging pots to hang in, out &amp;amp; around the house. Short of buying some brand new beautiful culteries set, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the lovely kitchen cabinet to be fixed, so I can clear all kitchen items &amp;amp; buy the hafele hanging rails to hang accessories. Short of hoods: seen Kupperbusch, Glem, Miele = $xxx.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited! Happy! Contented! Love the process, thanks to hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-8057977047419386091?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/8057977047419386091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=8057977047419386091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/8057977047419386091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/8057977047419386091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-home.html' title='Our home'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-2489034402985985800</id><published>2009-08-11T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:54:43.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hood and hob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home stuff'/><title type='text'>Love This! Beauties</title><content type='html'>Oh...conflicting interest between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie love this. Me too...but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGLMrBK13I/AAAAAAAABVc/fJbSilGxnRo/s1600-h/ariston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368725280624662386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGLMrBK13I/AAAAAAAABVc/fJbSilGxnRo/s400/ariston.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this too! Dearie also but..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGLGYXFwVI/AAAAAAAABVU/7Us_7t6uhwM/s1600-h/P8111423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368725172537114962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGLGYXFwVI/AAAAAAAABVU/7Us_7t6uhwM/s400/P8111423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this hafele hood is a lot bigger in size &amp;amp; more slanted. Thou' it can wow! but not so practical. But this is new arrival product &amp;amp; in fully black tempered glass. Also the lamp is using LED, so pretty + the touch sensor is so cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probably I never really tried my hands on the display of the ariston 1. Cos it is so *#!@~ costly. But funny, yesterday i walk through the showroom again (oredi d' 3rd or 4th time checking out) &amp;amp; the display price dropped my jaws: it is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whooping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more than 50% HUGE HUGE differences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How is that possible? Even GSS also dun have such offer. The latest time I past by was last friday. Counting...Saturday, Sunday, Monday, then Tuesday. Crazy lor. Definitely a good buy from the mass differences. Yeah, It seems a bargain. But this is such a struggling decision between the 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ariston 1 is using halogen lamp, stainless steel, and of cos electronic touch as well. I know I will surely give in to dearie on this purchase. But isn't the black one better? Newer design, and maybe not outdated so soon too?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like LED lights thou'...haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There r more &amp;amp; more reno additions to the home, which means $ +++. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily the home makeover is great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May all fortunes come after the major reno. I love my house! I love my family! I love love my hubby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to read more pictures to inspire me...heeheehee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-2489034402985985800?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/2489034402985985800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=2489034402985985800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2489034402985985800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/2489034402985985800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-this-beauties.html' title='Love This! Beauties'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGLMrBK13I/AAAAAAAABVc/fJbSilGxnRo/s72-c/ariston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-7668633788268786042</id><published>2009-08-11T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:44:24.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good food'/><title type='text'>Good food for the lovely grandpa</title><content type='html'>Yesterday brought ah gong to taman jurong superbowl to savour tim sum. Been there the 3rd time (1st 2 wif dear), the porridge was yummy &amp;amp; the tim sum was quite nice too. The best was the 'char siew' &amp;amp; roast pork, darn tasty &amp;amp; different from wat we had from other stores. After that went jalan-jalan at sheng siong &amp;amp; bought my fav. meiji yogurts, kinder buenos at super cheap price compared to most supermarket, minimarts and even mama shops, &amp;amp; bought a super delish durian cempedak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian cempedak is already long digested in our stomach, and the kinder bueno I had already finished 3 packets, with another 3 left in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from teppanyaki with ah gong. He always said that he dun dare to take jap food, I told him today he has proven it wrong. Salad, soup, main course, rice, sides, fruits and green tea were all finished! It's his first time in his life after 69 years to taste d' jap food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is not really very jap lah. The next time round I told him I would bring him to eat the authentic jap-jap food. Thou' he wouldn't have like to eat anything raw, I told him that with him being able to eat oyster, cockles &amp;amp; 'yu sheng', he's a lot much better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to everyday. Hope everyday everyone is healthy &amp;amp; happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGDnkLPROI/AAAAAAAABVM/kHKOdIx5zu8/s1600-h/P8031391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGDnkLPROI/AAAAAAAABVM/kHKOdIx5zu8/s400/P8031391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368716946551293154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-7668633788268786042?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/7668633788268786042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=7668633788268786042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/7668633788268786042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/7668633788268786042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-food-for-lovely-grandpa.html' title='Good food for the lovely grandpa'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SoGDnkLPROI/AAAAAAAABVM/kHKOdIx5zu8/s72-c/P8031391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-3474142638892184765</id><published>2009-08-09T17:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:45:14.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national day'/><title type='text'>My Singapore 2009</title><content type='html'>Today is a special day as it's d nation's birthday &amp;amp; a malay neighbour from dunno which block getting married at the void deck, having buffet and a gold theme wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very special day for me too, cos im alone.........&amp;amp; doing nutin'...on this special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had celebrated national day yearly with my dearest best friend lover, except for this year &amp;amp; last's. No one to accompany me for sumptuous dinner or fireworks watching. Watch tv lor, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, woke up before 8am today and waited for the clock to tick slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Took a nap at 10.45am till 11 plus am before having a fillet-o-fish burger to satisfy my craves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fed pup her lunch at 12 plus pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Drove ah gong to cousin's house at 1 plus pm, before hitting gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bought 4d tickets at ntuc, woah lucky short queue lei, maybe today heng heng ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went for kickboxing classes at 2pm, before shopping around ntuc. Bought grape-flavoured yakult, wang4 wang4 bing3 gan1 and a new ball toy for the talented gluttony, luring her to fetch me the toy i threw before she could savour her snacks. hahahaha...wat to do, nothing to do, play with dog lor. Own time own target, find fun for ownself, haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sn7NaiHLUhI/AAAAAAAABU8/kl8NNgNfY_U/s1600-h/P8091408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367953661589410322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sn7NaiHLUhI/AAAAAAAABU8/kl8NNgNfY_U/s400/P8091408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Jap food, so bought sushi &amp;amp; finished it while on the way back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home at 4 plus pm and started blogging at 5 plus pm. Still waiting for the clock to tick tock. Gonna tune in tv soon to watch the national day parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a day gone &amp;amp; next few hours give it to tv programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was better, went harvey norman expo sale &amp;amp; bought a dream healsio oven with more functions than a conventional oven. It could erm.. steam food, besides defrosting, baking, grilling, toasting, reheating using water heat technology. To our surprises, it can steam eggs, fish, veg as well as grilling salmon, or making crispy cookies (we tried), and even grilling french fries. hah...how gd is that lor. I think every household should have this great item cos it can make gd breakfast la. Toasted bread, steam egg..wah, nice! hmm...a healthier living, lower salt &amp;amp; calories. Ultimately adores this machine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bought as well a 3 door side-by-side hitachi refrigerator with water, ice &amp;amp; crush ice dispenser also. So so happy! Like dream come true! It is so beautiful!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Althou' I'm quite frustrated this month for no valid reason, this is also the happiest month for me to have dearest best friend lover to squeeze time to shop for home stuff with me &amp;amp; settle some of the home things rushing for the reno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;May all good things come soon...may my lousy mood swing temper change for the better too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sn7eqKJlzmI/AAAAAAAABVE/td7LjqYsAc8/s1600-h/5889_1164806967769_1455741256_430165_2686434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367972621732662882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sn7eqKJlzmI/AAAAAAAABVE/td7LjqYsAc8/s400/5889_1164806967769_1455741256_430165_2686434_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-3474142638892184765?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/3474142638892184765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=3474142638892184765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3474142638892184765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3474142638892184765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-singapore-2009.html' title='My Singapore 2009'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sn7NaiHLUhI/AAAAAAAABU8/kl8NNgNfY_U/s72-c/P8091408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-4565799425567260273</id><published>2009-07-28T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:16:24.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Bad July</title><content type='html'>I'm so afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, in 2008 ah ma passed on in July, on the 29th, which 2 weeks earlier was when she fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year 2009, ah gong got a seizure on 15th July Wed. It was the 1st episode but a recurring scare of the 3rd time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time: The day when ah ma died, ah gong got shock, lost control &amp;amp; hence kept dropping the phone he was holding. He talk slow and seems a little lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd time: About 2 or 3 months back, the day when we visited ah ma for praying, once again he felt dizzy and couldn't think well. Reaction was slow and insensitive to the surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd time: (Ever since he had such problems, I'm always on the lookout for any of his face changes, actions, reactions and so forth) On 15th July, while we were dining, half-way thru', I noticed that his face doesn't seem quite right to me and something was wrong, and while i was guessing a right &amp;amp; prompt if he was alright, his eyes rolled up shortly after, still with food in his mouth, then became unconscious for a short moment like a min or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maid &amp;amp; I were shouting and shaking him to wake. While I was calling for the 995 emergency, he then opened his eyes and realized himself after some short secs. Quickly the maid removed the food in his mouth and fed him some water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paramedics arrived and his under good controlled blood pressure was measured a high shot of about 178 for the systolic taking. They asked questions which I answered and suspected he might be suffering from a mild stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day itself, I found over the net information on mild stroke and truely it matches the description of his conditions I witnessed. The next day, on the 16th, thursday I brought him to a polyclinic for checkup as well as obtaining a referral letter as I knew he must need to have to go thru' some scans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove him to sgh after polyclinic and checked him into the A &amp;amp; E, as i dun wanna wait for the appointment date. Some checks and scans went thru that day and he was hospitalised for other checks. I suffered one of the hugest blow of my life on that day, when the doctor told me that he had a huge mast/tumor on his lung and is suspected diagnose of cancer. Unsure whether the doctor had roughly told him about his conditions or overhearing our conversation, he seemed teary-eyed after the doctor examined him in the evening. I knew he knew about it and find it hard to accept. I held on to my tears that day and brave a front before him till I was on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman that I loved had left me.&lt;br /&gt;Except for my hubby, ah gong was the next person in my life I loved &amp;amp; treasured most. The one who brought me up twenty-over years, to school with morning breakfast of milo, bread or eggs, to doctors whenever I am sick, bought me anything I ever wanted, gave me lots &amp;amp; lots of pocket money, showered me with lots &amp;amp; lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just like a superglue to him when I was young, so sticky and sleeping with him always, snatching his bolster and hanging on to him when he was driving. Always ah gong driving around, and ah ma carrying me until I fell asleep on her. I missed all those, I wouldn't want them to leave me, I hoped for the time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y must they love me so much for me to suffer such pains when I grow up, (they c me growing when I was a baby) and now here i am taking a reverse turn of taking care of them instead, driving them around but (suffering to c them dying) instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed hard for ah gong that few days, it was a highly possible chance of cancer and the doctor had prep me for it. Ah gong stayed for 4 days. We didn't stay for the 1st day as we didn't prepare anything, but the maid accompanied ah gong in the hospital on the 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd night, followed by me staying on the 4th night. On the 5th day morning, doctors wanted a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biopsy"&gt;biopsy&lt;/a&gt;, telling me that there is a 1% chance of heart attack or lung collapse. It was a big hesitation for me, I couldn't bring myself to do anything like that. Ah gong did not go thru' any of the soft persuasion too, as he thinks 69 is bad digit for the age and he will not want to go thru any ops or such tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to force him, but in fact could only gave him his wishes and whatever he needed for the moment. I've to spare all my secs in life for him and my hubby as much as possible. I wanna treasure everything that is going to be taken away from me with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fragile, we're not gonna have many 10 years, but rather unsure of even the next day or next hour. I want to love them so much so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ah gong is all well &amp;amp; gd, we're taking at least 3 to 4 measurements on his blood pressure &amp;amp; fever daily, but im like having an atomic bomb in me, juz tat i really don't know when it is going to explode. Really living with fear. Anyone if u c this, please help pray for my ah gong...(may u be blessed too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-4565799425567260273?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/4565799425567260273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=4565799425567260273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/4565799425567260273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/4565799425567260273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-july.html' title='Bad July'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-612508372090022901</id><published>2009-07-12T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:18:16.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Of late &amp; my first time...</title><content type='html'>My first time yesterday using an ezlink card. Its been a long long time since i last took a bus. Since hubby had to use mine, for his is servicing, i had to borrow our maid's bus card to get to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, buses are built pretty much spacious, and i realized that the best thing is there are no steps at the exit. It's flat, so i feel its safer. Its only 3 bus-stop away from my destination and it took less than 5 mins everytime, costing $0.69 per single trip, it not only much cheaper than 2hrs carpark cost ranging between $2.14 - $3.00++. Yes everytime i would be at the gym for about 2 to 3 hrs. So it's quite rush &amp;amp; I had to time my schedule to avoid d' extra $1+ charge for the carpark, and taking a bus definitely allows more time to shop around but also spend more more lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still driving is convenient, park straight at the lot &amp;amp; took the lift up, of cos the hassle does not differ much, its only a habit we're used to. These days, I kept losing combs and even water bottle at the gym cos i forgot to keep after blow drying my hair. Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately...we're browsing around for furnitures and going through the steps of planning for the home. It's quite interesting as we look around for different price tags of items such as hob and hood, toilet bowl, basin and etc. We also discuss design on furniture like dining table and computer table or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a dining table made in germany at liang court we loved but did not commit and still thinking. Anyway i'm not sure if it'll match the reno of our house also, but its a unique piece, so mayb possibility quite high. Hmmm, c how first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had juz bought a sofa few days back from om @ liang court we both loved as it is huge and lush, 3 seater + corner + 2 seater, and our dream 46" samsung B7000 led tv today. After much survey these few months it is still d best tv around and tops our list, of cos if budget allows the dreamiest dream dream tv would be pioneer kuro, the latest version fully made in japan - woah definitely a super dream one, initally tot of buying, but budget la, better put aside for other usage: wat to do? Juz be contented as we had gotten some of the best already too. Some of our other choice are panasonic viera but the z series plasma is super duper overpriced, not value-for-money thou' it's using pioneer's panel. Wanted a plasma samsung B850, but still led is the best large tv for watching local tv show in comparison to other tv. So the decision is firm and rite. &amp;amp; We love wat we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, hopefully everything goes smoothly cos hubby is working real hard, he really deserve all the finer things in life. I've not been able to help much, sometimes a lil guilty. Anyway we'll c how things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear friends out that sorry if i had rejected the macau trip we're gonna enjoy (do u hear me dear zy &amp;amp; ht) and sorry if i may not be joining for d' bangkok trip too (dear janice frenzy). Cos my reason is I had to give up some to fulfill others. ...When things r rite...there's always another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an enjoyable process. I will and want to remember it as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life is great; when we think it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be thankful; so long as we're still breathing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-612508372090022901?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/612508372090022901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=612508372090022901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/612508372090022901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/612508372090022901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-late-my-first-time.html' title='Of late &amp; my first time...'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-5560638585956786092</id><published>2009-07-07T13:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:15:14.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omy'/><title type='text'>Omy Blog Award</title><content type='html'>Was going thru' my twitter account as i intend to add it here in the blog. Whilst scrolling thru' &amp;amp; deleting unwanted mails, I juz realized tat there's ppl who actually nominated my blog for the omy award in April. Thanks Alvinology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's too late to register for it. But was a happy surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been kicking &amp;amp; boxing too much for the past weekend. Sweat till the hair is very wet; the feeling is o-so-shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But confessing tat I've been munching hard too...how to keep in shape this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much spare time on hands, will be blogging muchie too! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-5560638585956786092?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/5560638585956786092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=5560638585956786092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/5560638585956786092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/5560638585956786092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/07/omy-blog-award.html' title='Omy Blog Award'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-4746686895654156119</id><published>2009-07-02T14:28:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:07:10.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kickboxing'/><title type='text'>Continued back from d' last post</title><content type='html'>We didn't go to lunar that night, but went to our friend's newly opened place, Social House @ Liang Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we enjoyed the night's off with lotsa boozing, laughing &amp;amp; entertaining within ourself. We were shown to how d' private karaoke rooms looked like, the jap restaurant menus, kitchen, and private party arena. We were entertained by dancing of some handsome dudes and a lot of sexy girls, there is even one girl who did a strip-tease dance (ps: down to wearing the minimum of cos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found pics of the cheongsam I'm wearing when I shown to Janice yesterday when she visited my place &amp;amp; my pup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one. When I was 19, waistline 23" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAjlc9QWBI/AAAAAAAABUE/WgGV4yg1WCo/s1600-h/P7020982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819083278768146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAjlc9QWBI/AAAAAAAABUE/WgGV4yg1WCo/s400/P7020982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAjt_1MUFI/AAAAAAAABUM/XMt8ZyFfwEs/s1600-h/P7020983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819230079144018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAjt_1MUFI/AAAAAAAABUM/XMt8ZyFfwEs/s400/P7020983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAj96ZS-1I/AAAAAAAABUc/gso6UH319FM/s1600-h/P7020987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819503497870162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAj96ZS-1I/AAAAAAAABUc/gso6UH319FM/s400/P7020987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAj2QEihnI/AAAAAAAABUU/B2e8F92Gqa4/s1600-h/P7020984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819371877434994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAj2QEihnI/AAAAAAAABUU/B2e8F92Gqa4/s400/P7020984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember we talked about my classes at amore. Well, so far I have attended quite a number of different classes. The first 2 was jazz &amp;amp; lo-impact (not stretchfit), then subsequently kickboxing new body, stretch fit. Then another class of stretch fit and lastly cardiolatino yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me go through one by one what I had learnt, the differences and processes I enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jazz: Its dance movement is graceful. But unlike those jazz dance that we see on Jacky Wu' s show where plenty girls danced, it look so nice &amp;amp; beautiful but in actual when I first learned, my hands and legs coordination wasnt' so good. Maybe I could have done better if I attend a few more lesson. Feel the sweat when its coming to the end part only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo-impact: Well, I like this too, and am able to follow through what the instructor had taught, just that I feel the usage of arms, or toning of that area was not quite emphasize. But overall was great and fun, and involves those kind of cha cha cha moves too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kickboxing: Wow, I finally know why so many ladies attended this class. I must say it is very powerful. Powerful kicks, box, elbows, tummy hits and so, it was so forceful. The instructor is very good. She tells us not to knock on the door but to gives heavier punch or box when we perform those moves. She is not only graceful when doing the warm-ups &amp;amp; downs, she is definitely a motivating one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can get very very tiring doing the kickboxing with so many kicks. If my treadmill run can score me a heart rate of max 180's per min, then I guess this kickboxing would even more +++ it makes use of all our body parts. As I am a beginner and also a first-timer to this, it gets even more tiring...thou unsure if im juz building up my stamina. At times I find it difficult to even lift my legs, after lifting it for so many times. I confessed i even cheated a bit by skipping some moves or not working hard on certain moves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Initially I thought, oh how come there is no short break at all, and we just keep continuing and continuing, I really really feel so much like stopping, but thanks to the encouraging instructor and the big group of class, it pushes me to go further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really loved this class and will go again &amp;amp; again. I wanna tone my body!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up was the new body class: This lesson was taught by the same kickboxing instructor, and was the next lesson after it on that saturday too. It makes use of dumb bells to tone our body parts. I loved this too as, she focus on our arms, thighs, abdominal, butts or etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the part that I dislike is holding on to, or performing certain moves that held on to the weight, as of cos again to a greenhorn like me, I felt that my arms were super tiring, and the 2kgs dumb bell each on one side, eventually becomes like 5kgs after holding to some posture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll definitely go again for this class, as toning is very important, and it is one good class to attend, of cos with the motivation of this lady instructor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strechfit 1: The first stretch fit lesson I attended was taught by a petite instructor. She touches on stretching every parts of our muscles on the body, some simple yet useful moves. She mentioned that it helps to prevent breast cancer and osteoporosis, While doing certain stretch, we can hear some of the popping sounds, which is like air trap surrounding our bones area. Good instuctor, after the stretch my body felt relieved too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stretchfit 2: The 2nd stretchfit lesson was taught by another lady instructor, and this was her class after power yoga. I thought that some of her moves actually comprises those of yoga, and is a different version of the stretchfit class I had attended. She looked very nice &amp;amp; pleasant. I can't really define exactly how her stretch fit classes are like but there was also making use of the tummy area and butts area, which I like most too. Her class is enjoyable and relaxing. Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cardiolatino: Cha cha cha....More to the sexy dance move. This is the class taught by a male Phillipino instructor other than the jazz class I had previously attend. Wow, we can really learn how ppl dance cha cha. Just that I did it quite funny as inexperienced. Even sexy moves can become weird poses. Haha....but really enjoyed it. Cardio level was okay, the pace was kept quite steadily throughout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tots: Through more of these lessons, I feel that my stamina gets ahead better with time. Every different kinds of classes have different kinds of warm ups and downs. All the instructor were equally great. I enjoyed each &amp;amp; every of the classes and feels fun, &amp;amp; the 1 hr kicks by real quickly, compared to an hour of boring run on the tread. Also, then I learnt new dance moves &amp;amp; make my penny worth. I wanted to remember all those moves when I came back home or have it written down, but lazy me....So hack it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much so on the exercising &amp;amp; energizing part, back to my home again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly mentioned on reno-ing the house. Hiiiya....count left right up down, also tat certain amount for reno, not including additional new furnishing. Really headache. Needs to get hold of $ the shortest possible time, but difficult. Don't wanna delay the process on the conceiving part but of cos' also wanna reno the house. Really realy wanted lor. Dun wanna take loan, it's a no-no. Dun wanna pay for years after years for debts. It gets so tiring &amp;amp; stressful on the tot of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopes that my Ace of Pentacles on the Tarot Card Reading comes true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-4746686895654156119?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/4746686895654156119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=4746686895654156119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/4746686895654156119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/4746686895654156119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/07/continued-back-from-d-last-post.html' title='Continued back from d&apos; last post'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/SlAjlc9QWBI/AAAAAAAABUE/WgGV4yg1WCo/s72-c/P7020982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-941795450032911088</id><published>2009-06-27T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:12:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been long</title><content type='html'>Lazy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have posted pictures, yes plenty! not of me, but my new pup, a toy poodle in parti colour, the biggest surprise I had which I brought home on 5 June 09. She's named Tiffany. Videos of her, half a dozen. More of her, of cos...but not now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered the first living thing given to me by my first love when I was 12. It was a goldfish. I kept for a day, and through feeding the wrong stuff, I can't recall if it was biscuit or bread, and it died the next day. The 2nd living animal received was from my previous longest steady bf was a white rabbit which I reared from a palm size bunny to a big-sized one. So this third one from my hubby is definitely a great surprise. She is god darn cute, and I need a blog post itself to talk abt her. So, till next tym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I had been playing with her, getting pretty much occupied, + recently I had joined gym at amore and ~ so far so good. Years back, I went to gym wif my gd galfriend mandy, now I had to go alone, but i does not feel any distances or boring when I'm in the gym, I pretty much enjoyed doing it alone too. Membership is expensive, so I took the 1 year plan only for fear of no committment later. Spent $1320 + 10%. Good thing is that it extends for mc, overseas or pregnancy. So, I must say it is good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had went for 2 classes till now. The jazz class was taught by a Phillippine male instructor and the Stretch Fit class I attended yesterday was taught by a pretty late 20's female instructor. I must say I pretty much enjoyed those lessons &amp;amp; lose some carbs through those fun. I used to go for the hip hop class donkey years back, the male instructor was dancing great too! I will want to try the yoga &amp;amp; belly dance :D. O'yeah, and I went for a steam bath too, I told myself imma gonna bring my beauty mask the next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Saturday, and imma gonna go for kickboxing class at 12.30pm followed by a new body class at 1.30pm. Often I would spent time in classes for warm up, before proceeding to the treadmill for a 30min cardio run (well i used to run for an hour: i need to step up again), then other cardios, then weight lifting and crunches. I'm maybe looking forward to go for a swim at amore swimming pool at tampines 1, and try out the oxygen room. Well, it's far away, but since I got a birthday party to attend at bedok tomorrow, might as well on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, probably getting my body in good shape to fit in a nice bikini before I get preggie one day and leaves a flabby stomach, so I gotta do it. Of coz, for some good reasons, I had to prep myself for good body conditioning, so that my future baby will have a good environment to grow in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back last week, I did something which I wanna do for a long time. I did vbeam laser on my face to get rid of my strickening acne redness. Damage was $960 including consultation, creams, mask &amp;amp; laser. Boy was it expensive, it hurts so much to overblow the savings. But face is important! So? Worthy or not? I must say rather effective, and dr chua from sloane clinic is good, and while she chatted along wif me when she did my face, it makes time flew. However as what is recommended a 6 sessions would do wondrous. That's a package of $3000. I'm still considering hard as that's a lot of money to me, to cough out an additional $2.4k is no easy task. I can do so many things with it, like buying some pieces of furniture for the house, or buying a new bag or save for the whatever emergency i might land in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking abt home, ever since we shifted in our home for the past one and a half year. Almost everyday, there is basketball, ping pong and badminton. So, we always gets the musical sound of sports from below. Sometimes, pok pok pok....., or pin porg ping porg...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally we made the decision to renovate the house. We're left with no choice as the preparing of baby conceiving, we have to hasten the decision. Making baby is not as easy as whipping up a meal, we never know the success rate so we gonna try asap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, and thinking of my friends lately, close friend like mandy, even without frequent contact, we still have d mutual understandship and friendship. And good close friends like Joyce becomes sensitive of my behavior and Janice, makes me feel even closer as she always keep in check of my mood, and becomes a pot where I can pour my unhappiness and share my happenings. I guess that's what real friends are, they are not afraid to come to you when when u r a lil down, and they do not fear of listening to what u r gonna grief. Wow! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girlfriends accompany you, goes shopping, mani pedi, and gossip....wow! Yes, I bought a lovely dress from Bebe, again with encouragement from my close friend, Janice. And Im planning to wear it on my bro-in-law's wedding. So looking forward! Definitely post pics of the dress when I wear it. Absolutely absolutely adore it! I can't remembered the time I spend so much for a dress, the last was probably a tailored -made goldish butterfly bare-back chio cheongsam I had years back. Just wore it twice, waist inch 23, guess I can no longer fit in anymore and shall keep for remembrance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had sent my Cartier watch for servicing, change batteries and crystal glasses and oiling the movement, custom made a white lizard strap which I will receive in 6 months. Finally a good change from my 2 previous alligator dark-coloured ones. Gosh, hoping to wear it during X'mas, best if I can recieve earlier. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, and last to talk about was I wished for a miu miu coffer bag. Too bad we will be renovating the house soon. Everything is so out of budget and pocket will be tight. I'm gonna scrimp and save hard to buy things for my lovely house. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;p&gt;Pretty much for my life now like this...Gonna meet the girls tonite at Lunar! Yippie!! Loves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-941795450032911088?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/941795450032911088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=941795450032911088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/941795450032911088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/941795450032911088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-long.html' title='Its been long'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-6649591797744837141</id><published>2009-06-03T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:51:32.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice creams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salesman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hdb'/><title type='text'>HDB &amp; Ice cream cons</title><content type='html'>Majorities in s'pore stays in a hdb flat...&amp;amp; of cos unless i strike toto im no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im totally not sadden abt tat part, im so contented wif wat i have, happy...glad &amp;amp; treasured it! Save that for my next life lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime early in the mornings, we would get irritated by the 'karung guni' man aka the used newspaper collector a.k.a used radio, tv &amp;amp; clothing collector who pays a miserly sum to our used items. Of course, at times they get items for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time they would travel from level to level in hdb high-rise buildings, shouting -------&gt; Karung guniiiiii...videoooo...radiooo...dian si giiii ('tv' in hokkien). It ryhmes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; late sleepers would probably b annoyed by em'. &amp;amp; Yes...my place got plenty of karang gunis too. Tat's d disadvantage staying in a hdb. BUT, but last time when i used to meet customers who stays in landed, i must also say that i get pretty annoyed by dog barks, especially during the evening times, or when some ppl passing by or when they go haywire? Its nothing better than those karang guni shouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, im definitely not boring my post with this karang guni thingy, its just a phase of tots. Its actually the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we do get vendors visiting our home for the so-called 'door to door' biz, selling items of non edibles to edibles, eg: yakult, curry puff (in d old days), hifi, wok series etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oya'...i used to do tat too...but selling alarm clocks! I combed a few blocks but i got ZERO sales! &amp;amp; i tried another time selling children's educational products in commercial buildings to OL, responses were equally bad. So, from then on, i gave up and decided to hate door to door sales!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back on track... to the ice cream thing. Yes, now so oftenly we get ice cream sellers. (Teenagers)....(used to be yakult sellers are aunties and curry puff sellers malays)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, today we got a pair of teenager, a guy &amp;amp; a gal at the door. My grandpa walk to em' &amp;amp; spoke to em', yes d' finally part is we bought from them too. I did walked to the door after my grandpa wants to buy the ice cream &amp;amp; while waiting for her change, i briefly looked at the white styrofoam box they contained those assorted ice-cream flavours from durian to choco to red bean &amp;amp; sweetcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ice cream cost us $12.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Siae4Duj8iI/AAAAAAAABT8/ko6KKPxhj8I/s1600-h/P6030657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343132693832135202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Siae4Duj8iI/AAAAAAAABT8/ko6KKPxhj8I/s400/P6030657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which i would labelled as expensive! Same sentiments is shared by ah gong. So we chatted after we bought the ice cream and i got to know that the young girl actually told ah gong that she's from malaysia...and her parent is sick back home &amp;amp; she's working part-time during her school holidays now, and wants my ah gong to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially i tot they r some flyers distributor, but when i know we're going to buy some ice cream, i did not hesitate, thinking that its gd to help ppl who works hard &amp;amp; since we could afford and it doesnt cost a pinch, i wouldnt say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it sorta annoys me to find out the fact that she resorts to sympathetical dialogues for selling her stuff, and getting a soft-hearted elderly to buy the ice cream from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this-------without knowing the conversation between them, i bought the $12.90 ice cream gladly for it being expensive. Hey! 1 tub of haazen daz might juz cost merely a few bucks more &amp;amp; sometimes i couldnt even bear to buy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, principally or morally or i should say conscientiously i dislike the way she made her sales pitch. She did caught a customer at heart to buy from her &amp;amp; no doubt a sale is a sale, but i juz dislike how she used pity to made ppl to buy expensive products from her. Surely there's a better way????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading till this part....thinking tt im mean to say this? Thinking tt she might be truely poor?Well, im not one who likes to pick on ppls fault &amp;amp; showing it off.. but judging the way shes dressing, her speech... she doesnt sound malaysian to me, &amp;amp; her well-pedicured toes totally sold her off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's probably a student whos earning the bucks during school holidays. It doesnt matter so much as to the overpriced value of the ice-cream but the scheming conning lies to make ppl buy from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=o Probably it might be my misjudgement of her, but whether its experience or six sense or feelings, it seemed to me a packed of lies for her explanation to close the sale. Nonetheless, its just a pea issue, but i just feel like voicing my points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-6649591797744837141?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/6649591797744837141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=6649591797744837141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/6649591797744837141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/6649591797744837141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/06/hdb-ice-cream-cons.html' title='HDB &amp; Ice cream cons'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Siae4Duj8iI/AAAAAAAABT8/ko6KKPxhj8I/s72-c/P6030657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-856780758030288257</id><published>2009-05-31T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:51:23.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumble Bee Friday</title><content type='html'>Woah...activities everyday.. guess days without work really ain't too bad. I wouldn't had been able to go out if im workg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, friday just gone to ikea to get some curtains. Too bad it's out of stock, but luckily i found blind made of the some material that i wanna get, it's called trappler, those kinda black out blinds....now my room is very cosy place to sleep in. Get curry puff for me &amp;amp; ah gong and hot dog for the maid. After we had shopped, we moved on to the next destination at somewhere near bugis-bencoolen. Looked ard for a gourd to put in ah gong's room, yes to cure illness star in the west. Finally found one that we like, bought some lychees and settled for a bowl of 'gui ling gao' and herbal tea before going back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening time was date with hubby &amp;amp; friends. Went for foot reflexo the 2nd time in the week. the first we even went ear candling. Wow, it was shiok, service &amp;amp; place was gd, i even managed to catch my last episode of drama comfortably lying there for the hour. The lucky best time of my massage. Hmm...following yummy supper of crab, ba-long-long drink, dozen after dozen of chicken wing, prawns, mushroom......wow...seafood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then back home we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went shopping for lcd/plasma....still havent found a suitable...not really but gd ones we like, reallY $$$xXx. we have waited months to search for a gd one, so what's a wait to another IT show. Last 2 weeks, we went to the show at suntec &amp;amp; orchard, prices werent slashing like crazy or, wholesale as per advertised. Nevermind....hopefully we can get our dream tv soon. we'll wait for prices to find a best deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice coming next tue to my home to do nails for me. Yeppy, so happy! Gonna appt wif da' girls next sat, but first before to cindy's bb full month. Then we'll be gg to a newly opened club by my friend at liang court, social house. Hmm...looking forward to the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been uploading pics to my blog, guess gonna do so, otherwise in the future when i looked back, i might missed out a lot of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooohhh....i love my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-856780758030288257?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/856780758030288257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=856780758030288257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/856780758030288257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/856780758030288257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/05/bumble-bee-friday.html' title='Bumble Bee Friday'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-3893525012934886531</id><published>2009-05-23T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:37:28.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love my hubby!!!</title><content type='html'>Retract my previous impulse post &amp;amp; statements...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love my lao gong. Wow.......nw i know y i do love him deeply &amp;amp; madly as always, it must be truly his love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....sweet bits...juz like my hubby :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&amp;amp; Im so ever happy today! I realized tat if he's not tired, we do stick to each other a lot!! i must be insane at d' fumbling &amp;amp; frustrated mood when i wrote in a spite on tat occasional mood swing. Haha...im back 2 norm again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love life as it is....&amp;amp; treasuring it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-3893525012934886531?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/3893525012934886531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=3893525012934886531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3893525012934886531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3893525012934886531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-my-hubby.html' title='Love my hubby!!!'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-7540190903186637080</id><published>2009-05-21T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:31:57.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My love life</title><content type='html'>I NEVER blog such things....but somehow i feel like penning down as part of my memory tots. Lately, i tried some quizze on facebook...&amp;amp; i realized something..I know erm, for the fact tat my partner &lt;strong&gt;IS &lt;/strong&gt;(all along meaning) like this since we started dating...&amp;amp; still d' same after marriage...It's been past our first decade of love &amp;amp; strong relations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our love/behaviour is kinda different,,,comparing to most couples or my previous relationships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did what most couple does...probably as time goes by or as what my hubby's nature is, we seldom to or either a----------long long time of never holding hands/french/sleeping like d; first night on bed/...................goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do kiss each other nighty or goodbye, sometimes a once over the blue moon bear hug. At times, accidentally touches my hands or while crossing the road, we held hands.,.. and yes he does want my blew kisses over d phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, typing away i feel a bit of whining right here abt what lesser romance i'm getting...i'm very sure he does love me,,,,(or mayb he's too man?..mmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell rung when i met this question in the quiz: Does he always/sometimes look at you? (something like this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was me who always look at him, as sometimes we did not have everyday together, or rather so, i suppose a lifetime with him is still insufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, oh my! this my thinking or is ......................................JUST WHAT AM I THINKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, am i in the right mind? But should my lover be doing this? Or i'm just asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows tat he is not a v. romantic person, but of course he is still romantic at times. Though he always give me blissful happiness, cut down my worries and......sometimes extremely lil surprises.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, there was this question that i asked him the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear, what makes you happy"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After given a v. short thought, he replied as long as he sees that i am happy, he is. (I &amp;amp; all ppl who knew us knows it true) (&amp;amp; I know that he does tat....cos even if he can pluck the stars for me whilst sacrifices endless obstacles or buy at a price he can afford so long i love it, he would get it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just but...forget it/ maybe im just asking too much...the things tat i wan r way too countless...&amp;amp; 1 after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dun wanna grow old like this......i kept telling him that we won't be like this old couples walking right in front of us holding hands at their age. (almost most of d' time i saw tis scenario) But won't we? or am i just thinking too much. (But he always assured me tat we'll do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THAT HE DOES NOT HAVE THIS REGULAR HABIT!!! &amp;amp; especially hugging/kissing in public is extremely extremely 'paiseh' (shy) for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad 2 say this, but i hope this my hubby is a better romancer...i felt guilty for blogging this right from the heart instead of expressing to him...but i guess he knows tat...he'll probably understand me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's busy &amp;amp; tired from his work....he tries but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...I am married to him, but doesn't mean a wifey should be condemn to more privilege of such a gf enjoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder hw sweet is our love...he spends his most precious time with me going shopping, movies, fairs, holidays, whatever together while depriving part of his gd sleep/time/everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love is ultimately responsible, caring, doting, trusting...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many mores i can name it.....i deem him as d' most perfect hubby for me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess just some of tis lil imperfection flaws in him, i wanted....im just greedy lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a ruler but i need a measuring tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never takes me as a burden......&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it our love / actions / behaviour too normal / peaceful like old couples that i could seldom to never feel this type of .........................dunno hw 2 describe :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rambling &amp;amp; rambling.......alright just as long as i feel gd...it doesn't kill me 2 blog this right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just some of my feelings tat i feel im not getting enuff...although im given at times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOLIT BRAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.........he understand me much, but.........why doesnt...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.....he just cant give the world to me........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i have to understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:......i wrote this cos i feel like im the position as his wife &amp;amp; someone he loves very much...but i also want to inject some 'part tor' (dating) feelings into my love life le...he told me tat nobody can get back d' same kind of feeling that they first met/date...but this is different ma'? (I really dun wanna feel like he treats me as his wife only, but no LOVE!) I dun mean the love included to fulfill what was in the marriage vows.....but d other kind of love..............aiyo aiyo how 2 say????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i dun wanna feel like he loves me mentally....i may need some physically proves like staringly lovingly at me / looking at me during some nice meals....not as a best girl partner in the world....but d' kind of....(cant explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so normal so normal so normal.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to pursue happier romance, i dun want 2 be d' initiator in tis, i want to feel tat he loves me as his woman.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, i think i found all the words in the empty blanks tat i cant feel in....Mentally i know he loves me v. much as his woman..but physically...is it cos, im not a 'woman'? (d feminine/womanly/sexy/blank..i dunno how 2 put it) Is it i am getting more unattractive?, or is it cos we are together for too long &amp;amp; too used to each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i dun want this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell him cos .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- maybe he'll get angry i ask too much&lt;br /&gt;- it feels kinda weird to me, i feel funny telling him this&lt;br /&gt;- i just simply dun fe3el like telling him this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something i realise in man....when a woman never tells and use either hinting to make d' man guess it...d' man would never know what she wants....AND i am always like this...keeping to myself whatever shit i may have. Even after blogging for so long im still thinking should i post such personal tots to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.....this is a word by word long nag from my sudden frustration.....after the end of the last sentence + full-stop, i hope i will feel better &amp;amp; lose my wilfulness &amp;amp; get back to my right state of mind. It is not this way...maybe i am too sensitive &amp;amp; wanting too much &amp;amp; berserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my next 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i overboard? Am i complacent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay......after the end of this long blog.............i really really feel some much better &amp;amp; probably things r not as what i feel, after relooking &amp;amp; considering it...Be it yes or no.......? Just take it or leave...he is already the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-7540190903186637080?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/7540190903186637080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=7540190903186637080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/7540190903186637080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/7540190903186637080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-love-life.html' title='My love life'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-3618661993679256552</id><published>2009-05-17T09:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:06:28.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Now &amp; ever...</title><content type='html'>Yep, been indulging into a rather restless lifestyle recently. Eat, sleep, online &amp;amp; repeat. Wasting away...yeah yes or no...i'm loving every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I've got all the time in the world to spend with d' person I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-303f9257f1e4458f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujoINbg_EXWxNiYI_BwdFfJPSZq5P62vWrH5B81cxLsRlyin9XByoXRjhhxU4_lciNvm1uySmUz4fjO1rqvRtoqhY1x3AcQ3zfz2f-YcruGiaCZdPM62YddxpLa94W2Hz1ZLQdPSLlJtjw-gsgKuyEoVqwTjKgm5VTvF94c8ns7aqpmm-wwBofQCrpdZJlIs_Nh4wwMTP8KbzpsURU6_3HCf%26sigh%3Da25AN3Cuhsrx9a1sIvCkqPiol-A%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D303f9257f1e4458f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DdPgK3gnLLOnEFeTIfJq94oll5_c&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujoINbg_EXWxNiYI_BwdFfJPSZq5P62vWrH5B81cxLsRlyin9XByoXRjhhxU4_lciNvm1uySmUz4fjO1rqvRtoqhY1x3AcQ3zfz2f-YcruGiaCZdPM62YddxpLa94W2Hz1ZLQdPSLlJtjw-gsgKuyEoVqwTjKgm5VTvF94c8ns7aqpmm-wwBofQCrpdZJlIs_Nh4wwMTP8KbzpsURU6_3HCf%26sigh%3Da25AN3Cuhsrx9a1sIvCkqPiol-A%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D303f9257f1e4458f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DdPgK3gnLLOnEFeTIfJq94oll5_c&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Catching a relaxing short breeze...when i need no one to approve my leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sg9vwR9ciVI/AAAAAAAABT0/1-JaslJHv3w/s1600-h/P4230477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336606958702856530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sg9vwR9ciVI/AAAAAAAABT0/1-JaslJHv3w/s320/P4230477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; best of all, dreaming away buying a toy poodle for myself, sitting on an imaginary new massage chair, watching a 46" tv.......&amp;amp; continue dreaming....wahhahaa...living live to the fullest is being happy at all times...&amp;amp; i'm ready to achieve tat....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-3618661993679256552?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=303f9257f1e4458f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/3618661993679256552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=3618661993679256552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3618661993679256552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/3618661993679256552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-ever.html' title='Now &amp; ever...'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Z0Cv6_s-nE/Sg9vwR9ciVI/AAAAAAAABT0/1-JaslJHv3w/s72-c/P4230477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1125997354508910713.post-6200375398535861745</id><published>2009-04-26T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:17:06.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems again...&amp; the next few things</title><content type='html'>Nah...I dun have any physical challenges in life right now. All's doing good for the moment. Happy, peace...nothing to think or worry about at the moment, except for making more bucks for more wishlist....Haha..everyone's doing tat right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz got some problematic problems with my com. Couldn't read my usb reader so I couldnt upload any pics....ah...ok, might as well stay this way....one more week longer &amp;amp; I'll give up on uploading d' pics....d' pics of beautiful sand, sea &amp;amp; sun....mmmm...I missed those breeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to market on every tuesday from nw on...d' supermarket's food is costly with limited choices. thou' we can save much more but the drive takes an hour to &amp;amp; fro ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering of gg back 2 gym again @ amore...gotta keep fit &amp;amp; healthy b4 im planning 4 a baby &amp;amp; watsmre they can freeze d' package if u're preggie...oh hw great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My timetable-draft for d' following week:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mon:&lt;/span&gt; Sign up for gym, gym &amp;amp; classes begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tue:&lt;/span&gt; Go to wet market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wed:&lt;/span&gt; Closed door Robinson Sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thur:&lt;/span&gt; Facial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fri:&lt;/span&gt; Blood Donations? / Party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sat:&lt;/span&gt; Outdoor 'jalan jalan' (walk walk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sun:&lt;/span&gt; East Coast? / Swimming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahah....1 week to a happier u =D&lt;br /&gt;(but actually i still prefer to stay hm &amp;amp; laze...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1125997354508910713-6200375398535861745?l=sharoning.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/feeds/6200375398535861745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1125997354508910713&amp;postID=6200375398535861745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/6200375398535861745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1125997354508910713/posts/default/6200375398535861745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharoning.blogspot.com/2009/04/problems-again.html' title='Problems again...&amp; the next few things'/><author><name>Sharon Q.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02279371117303805366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02514349141747324142'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>