<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:42:39.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..::the Husband, the Wife and the Baby::..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-7463398293611142289</id><published>2007-10-21T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:59:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 12 Oct&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father &amp;amp; son, fully geared in anti-rain clothes, going to the mosque for Zakat payment in the late evening, in lightning &amp;amp; thunder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123711460646814482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxsUbUdzgxI/AAAAAAAAAvk/UU6PJ1f_U8c/s320/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 6 Oct&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All gathered at my void deck around 5.45pm. Since it's late, we rushed to Sakura. 10 adults + 6 children was a major kecoh-ness. Mane yg sini nangis nak susu, yg ni nangis merajuk, yg ni ketuk2 meja dgn sudu. Pengsan. Despite all the screaming, we had a wonderful evening with the kids around. Kids, bring the joy in life.... kan kan kan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of us initially wanted to go to Geylang, but in the end, tak jadi coz da rimas. We were at the carpart till almost 11pm. So we made a quick one to geylang to get hubby's &amp;amp; Aimar's capal. Right after, we bought some food &amp;amp; made a U-turn home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123708741932516066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxsR9EdzguI/AAAAAAAAAvM/d-e-tWiRPeM/s320/P1050177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123708862191600370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxsSEEdzgvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/E56VmUEacV0/s320/P1050178.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, I helped Ibu cleaned &amp;amp; put together the store room last night. She intended to sell off her Flowery Vase bought from Terengganu. If you are interested, please inform me (selit daun buat garage sale). Thank you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123710047602574082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxsTJEdzgwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/aW8S4ZZWSxc/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 1 Oct&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby 1st day on his permanent night shift duty. I almost cried when this was told to me a few days back. But what to do. If that means, better life for us &amp;amp; happier working life for him. Life is all about sacrifices. Reluctantly, I agreed..... I didn't sleep the 1st night....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-7463398293611142289?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7463398293611142289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7463398293611142289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/10/friday-12-oct-father-son-fully-geared.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxsUbUdzgxI/AAAAAAAAAvk/UU6PJ1f_U8c/s72-c/DSC00399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4514085511391152204</id><published>2007-09-14T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:08:57.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Due to the pre-Raya preparations, below are all the brief accounts I managed to draft. All for the memories I need to refer to in future..... Motherhood &amp;amp; Wifehood seems to keep me very very busy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 30 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did an early morning shopping at Sheng Siong bedok. Hubby was devastated when he couldn't locate his game shop. I then followed Ibu to Sheng Siong Pasir Ris. Later in the day, I joined hubby &amp;amp; Aimar for afternoon nap. Hubby left for work at 5pm. Sob sob. Got to know, had to work late till 11pm. As my family watched Wujud DVD (Singapore reality Ghost hunting show) during the night, I locked myself in Ibu's room &amp;amp; tried to find things to do to kill time. While watching a brainless tv show, I folded the dried laundry. Little to our expectation, hubby called to fetch us. We are following him to work!! Aimar's &amp;amp; my favourite past time. Yippee... Up up up the big lorry. Loiter around hubby's office before heading home at midnite. After putting Aimar to bed, I watched Wujud till almost 3am. This time, there's hubby to cling on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 29 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby had to attend a work meeting so we left 1st at 4pm. Hubby only joined us later at 6pm. This time we iftar wz Mama &amp;amp; Cik Leha. Cik Acad had to work &amp;amp; couldn't join us. The place was too crowded wz matrip. We got split up along the way. Can't handle it further, we left by 9pm. Alah, also alasan coz all of them wanted to watch soccer match on tv. Only as I was about to go home at 1am, Ibu sound go Safron for Sahur. Wz our baju tido, we sat in the car teman Ibu while she go out &amp;amp; buy sahur at Safron. Finally slept at 0330hrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 28 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not working. Went to Ikea in the afternoon with Kikin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123666080022364818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrJ0dzgpI/AAAAAAAAAuk/d--6Bw0mK8k/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Long planned Iftar wz Cuzin. We had it at Haig Road. And of coz, ade saje dugaan. Got a half past six makcik carik gaduh becoz of 'chooping' seat. Bingit sak. Ni makcik leh kasi org batal puasa sey. The story goes.... nearing to break fast, she kinda campak her tupperware of food &amp;amp; drink in the middle of our table. We ignored ar. During that time, there are 2 more seats empty coz Emie &amp;amp; Shaari haven't arrive. This makcik just sat down on one of the seats. You know what she said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"ni ade org?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I said, "Ade. Suma ade org duduk."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dengan selamba nyer dier ckp dgn muka2, "Takde takde. Saye nak duduk. Saya puasa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Makao. Menyirap sak darah. Macam nak tempeleng sey. Abih kite ni suma tak puasa kape? And in the 1st place, if she wants to sit there, why didn't she pin her butt earlier? Whatever! Luckily they all came quickly after that &amp;amp; filled up the place. She soon got so fed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After making rounds of shopping, we bumped into Mama, Cik ipit &amp;amp; Cik acad. Macam janji lak. Cuma Ibu &amp;amp; Ayah jek pat uma. Dah penat rounding, we sat joined mama at Haig Road for another round of food before leaving at midnight. Kesian Ibu &amp;amp; Kikin waited very long for us to come home with their beefsteak order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrtEdzgsI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cewGj6Li0vQ/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123666685612753602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrtEdzgsI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cewGj6Li0vQ/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrmUdzgrI/AAAAAAAAAu0/I9aUHjGIkmI/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123666569648636594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrmUdzgrI/AAAAAAAAAu0/I9aUHjGIkmI/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrgUdzgqI/AAAAAAAAAus/YZtDtAW8x5Y/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123666466569421474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrgUdzgqI/AAAAAAAAAus/YZtDtAW8x5Y/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123666823051707090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rxrr1EdzgtI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8gOfU8O3P_A/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 23 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since hubby was at work, &amp;amp; I got nothing much to do, I started cleaning the house &amp;amp; store room. We initially wanted to go Geylang, but due to the crowd we foresee, we ended shopping at Ikea after breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123665710655177346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rxrq0UdzgoI/AAAAAAAAAuc/0lFuIdeUsCA/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 22 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby came home from work at 1pm. After finishing with laundry, I made the easy roti sardin before leaving at 4.30pm to Kak Dat's house for Iftar. Lepak till 0030hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 19 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's usually the case, when there's event, ada aje lah meeting mendadak. Menyampah btol. I was in tears by 1845hrs coz I can't take it. Hubby, Fizah &amp;amp; Ah have been waiting for me outside at the loading bay. Finally, I approached HL that I have to leave 1st. We have to be seated by 1930hrs for The Contender Asia. The studio was at Toa Payoh. One of the best shows I ever watched. It was so real &amp;amp; more exciting to watch live matches than on tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since we were without baby cuties, we decided to lepak at Jalan Kayu. Chat chat chat, sampai tak sadar time da over 11pm. Dulu takde anak lain. Skarang dah ade anak, nak kena balik cepat amik anak. Till next time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 16 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my luck on Wingtai's last day warehouse sale. But to my disappointment, I can't find any matching suit to buy. We then proceeded to buy paint. Coz this year, we are self painting our house!! So excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As planned, we left geylang at 3pm. Shop shop shop. Only left the place at 11pm. I didn't realize that I spent $400 that day. But it was so fun! Which shopping is not fun!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 15 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby home at 3pm from work. All I did was kemas &amp;amp; busy updating my webbies. Too lazy cook or go out, Ibu bought buka. The whole night the boys spent the time at home watching soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 13 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st day puasa. But not a very good start. Or probably just dugaan pada bulan mulia. Haizz. Hubby fetched after work so that I would reach home in time for breakfast. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 10 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around 8+pm, Fizah &amp;amp; family came to drop by my house to pass Imran's VCD. Also, to sweetly give me my belated birthday gifts of 2006 &amp;amp; 2007 - A nice 'N' pendant &amp;amp; Reebok bag. Cute kan Fizah ni..? Hehe.. They left at 10pm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123665109359755890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrqRUdzgnI/AAAAAAAAAuU/rl3CSMhErjY/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4514085511391152204?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4514085511391152204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4514085511391152204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/09/due-to-pre-raya-preparations-below-are.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RxrrJ0dzgpI/AAAAAAAAAuk/d--6Bw0mK8k/s72-c/DSC00384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4356384958571749521</id><published>2007-09-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:03:22.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 9 Sep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Poor sleepy hubby. He left for work on a bright Sunday morning. I laze till I got giddy only waking up at 11am. Itupon coz my brothers came knocking on my door. I waited impatiently for my parents to come back from geylang. Boring Ibu takde. Dah lah hubby work. Fed aimar at Ibu's house before meeting Kye at Century Square for our lunch date. Geehee came later at 3pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060454640924802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqU6MOkuII/AAAAAAAAAtk/xKumUC9h8Og/s320/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My obedient boy eating his fruits while mama rattle &amp; rattle with her bestie. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usually, we lost check of the time when we talk. We settled at my home to watch Kye's Slovakian wedding DVD. It was so different in culture &amp; was so much more fun. How I wish I was there. We adjourned at 6pm. The rest of the night was just lepaking at Ibu's house &amp; finishing on my laundry. At 10.30pm, Mamat &amp; Wati gave us a shock when they came standing infront of our door. For once, I didnt know what to do. When hubby told me, I literally stood there &amp; didn't know what to say. Not that you guys are not welcome. But pls pls call us beforehand the next time ok. Da lah takde benda nak kasi, I was in my most unpleasant baju tido. Lucky that I managed to clean the house earlier in the day, if not, you guys would have fainted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 8 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day full of events. Hubby started off at Jason's shop with Din while I cleaned the house with the help of my generous 2 brothers. When I called at 3pm, hubby was still not able to reach home so I decided to go ahead to Satria's cukur rambut with Ibu &amp; Kikin. Met long time friend, Shidah, who was 5 months pregnant. How nice to meet old friends of 13yrs &amp; knowing that everybody is happily building their family. How time passed so fast. We had to make a move at 5.30pm coz I'm quite late for my next event!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060257072429154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqUusOkuGI/AAAAAAAAAtU/dscKtU5tfh0/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The happy family!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(aku masih tak percaya za. how beautiful life turn out to be for us right? alhamdulillah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqU08OkuHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HJzYtkdfNnw/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060364446611570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqU08OkuHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HJzYtkdfNnw/s320/DSC00368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cheeky mamas with their sons!! Oh ya, all sons. Shidah's is also boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok ok, the most exciting &amp; long awaited event for me &amp; Kye - Salam Lebaran 2007!!! It was 6pm &amp;amp; I frantically calling hubby to come home to take over Aimar before I planned leave at 7pm. As suggestd, we took cab instead to Mediacorp. Lucky thing I didn't drive there, we are sure to lost our way with the roadworks along the way. We safely arrived at 1945hrs. While I was enjoying myself in the studio, my 2 heroes went to chalet at Aloha with hubby's soccer friends. Sedih sey we were not spending time together. But I badly wanted to go to Hari Raya live show for ages. Finally!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Way beyond schedule, the recording finally ended at 11pm. Having paid that amount for our tix, we proceeded eagerly for the reception. Since we were the not so star struck people, Kye &amp; me were more interested to queue for the food than the taking photos with the loitering celebrities. Hehe... We had very nice ketupat with other long list of side dishes. So the Hari Raya!! With baju kurung, we were dining selimput on the floor hokay!! So much for $45!! Best part, nobody checked our tix upon entering the reception area. Which means, even the $15 &amp; $5 paying audiences can sneek in &amp; enjoy the privilege. Hhmm..... we can't stop wondering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After our sumptuous dinner, I called hubby, but he was still not done at the chalet. Ade hal pulak tu. Ish, ala2 sec sch nye chalet incidents. Haiyo!! Since we got all the time in the world, what the heck, we went around taking pictures with the celebrities lah. Guess who's the 1st person I approached? Alias Kadir!! hehe.... Then I began tugging on other celebs. In the end, Khairul Anwar pon boleh lah.... hentam saje lah. Nasib Aaron Aziz takde, if not, I would have taken his photo to irritate the hell out of myself. Haha..... Forget bout the M'sian artists, they were no where to be seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Done with our gigglings &amp; unbelievable approach, we sat waiting for hubby at the reception. At midnight, ade sajer org giler nk ajak bebual. Org da lah panas &amp; rimas. My goodness!!! She was so so so weird!!! Interogatted us with ridiculous questions. I shall fill you with our conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: You all waiting for which artists?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nir&lt;/strong&gt;: Now? Nope, waiting for my husband to fetch me. (SO taken aback by the sudden approach)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then she went telling us that she was left alone coz her friends went home. But we think she must have come alone to the studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Did you take pictures with many artists? (Still refusing to talk malay to us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Yup. Kind of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Who? (with that kinda face expression)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: (By this time I was irritated &amp; told her) Alias Kadir!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She was not convinced &amp;amp; finds it ridiculous that Taufik Batisah didn't appear at the reception for even 5 mins. In my heart, this girl must really be the star chaser kind. You should look at Kye's face. She was very pissed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Did you take photo with Fauzie Laily?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Yup (her face showed jealousy. Duh!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you going to wait for all the artist to come out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kye&lt;/strong&gt;: We are not waiting for any artists. We are waiting for her husband to fetch us home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Does that mean when your husband arrive, you will leave me alone? (Halloooooo!! Is she crazy!!?? We didn't ask her to wait for God's sake!! We ignored her.....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Do you know if Taufik will go by the reception?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I have no idea. I think he drives so he won't go by this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm sure he will. Is this your 1st time here??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: (Ya Allah!! She's getting on my nerves. Though I've been at mediacorp for the 10 thousand times, I wouldn't bother telling her) Yup....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh, today is my 4th time this year. (What do you want me to say!!?? WOW??????)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By this time, we were praying so hard my hubby would save us faster....... She continued with God knows what other questions, but we had come to the point to ignore her..... Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, it was the longest 30mins in my whole life..... Hubby finally rescued us from the torture at 0030hrs. We wonder what time she leave the reception area. Alone, mind you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since we didn't have a quality time together, we sat &amp; chatted till 2+am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060600669812882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVCsOkuJI/AAAAAAAAAts/2JWsxTeBo70/s320/P1050147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVbcOkuLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SKIxn4Bitpc/s1600-h/P1050146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110061025871575218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVbcOkuLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SKIxn4Bitpc/s320/P1050146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Studio setting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVTsOkuKI/AAAAAAAAAt0/PcWuBjJJl7s/s1600-h/P1050143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060892727589026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVTsOkuKI/AAAAAAAAAt0/PcWuBjJJl7s/s320/P1050143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the studio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110061283569612994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVqcOkuMI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TZkGjH0y88E/s320/P1050152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ketupat supper at 11pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110061421008566482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqVycOkuNI/AAAAAAAAAuM/kJ-E_IMER4Y/s320/P1050154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1 of the celebs we took picture with-Imran Ajmain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4356384958571749521?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4356384958571749521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4356384958571749521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-9-sep-poor-sleepy-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqU6MOkuII/AAAAAAAAAtk/xKumUC9h8Og/s72-c/DSC00371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-7760526128393464598</id><published>2007-09-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:56:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 7 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the very last minute, I decided not to attend the 5-star award dinner. I suggested that we all go to Kak Dat's place instead. Met them straight at Al amen about 9pm. What a terrible service we had. We waited almost an hour before the food arrived. Perut dah masok angin sampaikan sey. After dinner, we lepak at Kak Dat's place till near 1am. ___** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tues - 4 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What bz bz bz week. The line of meetings, last minute arragements, entertainment &amp; all, are driving me crazy. Everything seems so alien to me but I'm trying to pull through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, since it was hubby's off day, we met after work at Century Square to have my little hero's curls snipped off. Amazingly, this time he was so obedient &amp;amp; quiet on the high chair. Not the same with the crying 1st time visit to the hair salon. But of coz, occasionally, he would call out 'Papa. Papa.' Ish anak papa ni susah tol. Asik nak kepit dgn dier jek. Oklah, since good boy kan, we upah him his favourite ice cream for good behaviour.... See his new 'armani' hair.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110054832528734274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqPy8OkuEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zoXorm40YAU/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the magic chair. Sedih nyer muka anak mama ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110055128881477714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqQEMOkuFI/AAAAAAAAAtM/RRMogTboQAY/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sun - 2 Sep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rudely woken up by hubby in the middle of the night coz I was crying terribly. All thanks to my utmost crazy dream I was having.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When was the last time you had the saddest or terrible dream? I haven't had it for the longest time. My dream started with hubby leaving me. How could I not start crying right? Then, I made a phone call to my MIL for help lah konon. To my horror, she just kept quiet &amp; finally told me she knew already of hubby's intention. She can't do anything to help me. Makao!! That was the start of my wailing I think. Thank God, hubby woke me up from my nightmare &amp;amp; consoled me. Boy, I'm glad its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day, zonked out!! JL till 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sat -1 Sep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Reluctantly I left for work. Lucky thing its only till 1pm while hubby went to CPF building to settle the paperwork. At the strike of 1pm, I dashed home &amp; slumped into bed till 1730hrs. The power of aircon really spoils us sey. Punyalah malas nak bangun. Lagik2 org2 yg tak cukup tido. Later at night, we decided to have dinner at the crowded Changi Village with Ibu. Nak parking bleh jadi gado sey. For the 1st time, kite layankan Aimar &amp;amp; Kikin with the $2 kiddy ride. Biasa lah Aimar, he only interested to be put in a car. The 2nd round in the bike, he left it halfway. Wasted betol. I think kalau ade mini lorry ke trailer, confirm he will not look at any others...... Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fri - 31 aug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Claimed by NDP PH since hubby pon tak work. As usually, hari2 tak work ni slalu start the day late. Hehe.... Feeling jek janji Ibu nak go McD, but in the end, we had a typical melayu brunch at Afghanistan. On the way home, hubby dropped me at TM to buy the movie tix 1st before he went to wash the car. No other better timing, we met for the 1345hrs Ratatouille. You want movie review? It's a MUST watch. For the 1st time Aimar didn't sleep in the theater. He was so engrossed watching it the whole time. Before we proceeded on, we sent Kikin home. All the way to Jurong for hubby to sign papers at SNL. Disappointed, but bukan rezeki nak buat pe kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't remember when was the last time we went to town &amp; of coz, we ended at one of the best eating place at Far East, Puncak. Hehe. Yada yada.... dropped by to buy my favourite author's books &amp; slowly strolled to Lucky plaza. Since the pool area does not permit children, we took turns at the nearby arcade. Lama giler sey tak main Bashi Bashi. You know, the 'hentam2' game. After aimless walk at Taka, we decided to buy muchies &amp;amp; lepak at Taka square instead. Ish, mcm dulu2 lak rasa. As we were about to leave, Imran called Adik asking us to lepak with him at ECP. We obliged, considering its was weekend night. We had fun matrip watching at McD. There's this group of super young matrip preparing themselves to the little2 crazy fights with another batch across ECP. Lepak ar tgk dorang. Eksyen terror with so much lakonan, tapi muka takut. Haiya..... Dorang tak tau kite duduk situ ketawa2 kan dorang. Dah penat talk c**k, we finally left at 1am to send Imran &amp; Nadh home. Nice outing though!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwzTHwpuxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/PdT8eh1_Bxw/s1600-h/P1050117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106012481124940562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwzTHwpuxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/PdT8eh1_Bxw/s320/P1050117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwzOHwpuwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pvDZOQL672I/s1600-h/P1050116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106012395225594626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwzOHwpuwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pvDZOQL672I/s320/P1050116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwzGXwpuvI/AAAAAAAAAss/tuiT6cCRC2g/s1600-h/P1050115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106012262081608434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwzGXwpuvI/AAAAAAAAAss/tuiT6cCRC2g/s320/P1050115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a name="_MailAutoSig"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thur – 30 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The last time I had a new pair of glasses was like only months ago. Makao, the apek must have sabo-ed me. The frame peeled big time. Again, this year, I had to get a new one to replace. Nice!! Suka aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OTW balik tu, went to meet Din for a while at his block. Chatted till 2230hrs before we rushed home for PB last episode. Kurang ajar sey the ending. Anyway, with such plot, PB3 looks promising!! **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-7760526128393464598?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7760526128393464598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7760526128393464598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/09/friday-7-sep-at-very-last-minute-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RuqPy8OkuEI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zoXorm40YAU/s72-c/DSC00358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4440483411306033844</id><published>2007-09-03T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:13:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wed – 29 Aug&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A last minute outing. Thanks to Wati &amp; family for remembering us &amp;amp; gave us the other pair of tix to Sentosa Hi 5 Meet &amp; greet. Hubby left in the afternoon with Aimar to SNL before fetching me after work at 1pm. We met at WTC hawker ctr at 2pm. Lunch &amp;amp; chat before eagerly left for Sentosa. Maklum lah rare buat keje mcm ni on a weekday. We reached about 3pm. Lucky there was a bird show to kill time for the 4pm registration. And so we watched one show after another. Freaking 6.30pm then we get to see the 5 cast ran in..... more than 3hrs of pure agony. To add to our endless wait, they just talked &amp; promoted the Spore Expo show for barely 10mins &amp;amp; end it with a photo taking. What was that all about?? Not even 1 song for all who had waited!! Dah namenyer meet &amp; greet kan?? BINGIT!!! Lucky thing we didn't even spend a single cent except the $1 parking charges. If not, I would have thrown a fit. Oklah, apart from that, I made friends with Nora J. She was unexpectedly so friendly &amp; natural. Not mentioning that she look much prettier in live than magazine spreads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, dinner at banquet Harbourfront before progressing home at 9.30pm. Oh, bumped into Nora J again &amp; chatted before we rushed home in time for Rahsia Perkahwinan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105998363567438466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwmdXwpuoI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eBLnhP3-vQM/s320/P1050069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105998531071163026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwmnHwpupI/AAAAAAAAAr8/MhOdpK6Ou7w/s320/P1050073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105998844603775650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rtwm5XwpuqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/JeKvo_ETqd8/s320/P1050078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105999939820436146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rtwn5HwpurI/AAAAAAAAAsM/fXa4bMb9fyU/s320/P1050087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106000150273833666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwoFXwpusI/AAAAAAAAAsU/1lK8JjGf8Hk/s320/P1050102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106000399381936850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwoT3wputI/AAAAAAAAAsc/Kr1-O4fCLGk/s320/P1050104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106000618425268962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwognwpuuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/4_5EtMIYxUk/s320/P1050114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tues – 28 Aug&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Routined date of the month, I will 1stly get all Aimar's necessities. Longing for my pay check, I went to get myself a new pair of spectacles. Not that I increased my degree again, but the stupid paint is chipping so badly it became unsightly. I survived with those for a week!! So embarassing..... Happy, we stopped by Salihin to get all the delicious rojak &amp;amp; that's about all my dinner was. All thanks to the major migraine I have been getting for the past few days......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4440483411306033844?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4440483411306033844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4440483411306033844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/09/wed-29-aug-last-minute-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwmdXwpuoI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eBLnhP3-vQM/s72-c/P1050069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4495847574196553460</id><published>2007-09-03T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:34:44.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mon – 27 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gone were the days when I will go out after work almost everyday. Now with family &amp; all, I would go straight home to reunite with my beloved heroes on weekdays &amp;amp; save all the spending &amp; sight seeing on weekends only. But it relive today. Hubby together with Aimar fetched me after work. As planned, we drove to Vivo. Exageratingly hungry, we booked ourselves a table at Earles Swensen's. Food was literally small in portion for quite a price. But quality of food not THAT bad lah.... Still have plenty of time before our Rush Hour 3 movie at 2120hrs, we walked around &amp;amp; lepak by the waters. Our wonderful evening ended near midnight...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105970111272565314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwMw3wpukI/AAAAAAAAArU/ULgXyeYTfv4/s320/27-08-07_1839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105970248711518802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwM43wpulI/AAAAAAAAArc/SLaG_b8lDpg/s320/27-08-07_1903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105970364675635810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwM_nwpumI/AAAAAAAAArk/yktx9ny-gHo/s320/27-08-07_1905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105970484934720114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwNGnwpunI/AAAAAAAAArs/noh1Er8vnEQ/s320/27-08-07_2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4495847574196553460?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4495847574196553460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4495847574196553460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/09/mon-27-aug-gone-were-days-when-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtwMw3wpukI/AAAAAAAAArU/ULgXyeYTfv4/s72-c/27-08-07_1839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3793513815234460374</id><published>2007-08-26T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:22:39.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 26 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu left early morning to Mama's house. We reached about 1pm stopping along the way to get some buah tangan (hand fruits!!??) It's just a small kenduri arwah. Right after the whole ritual &amp; makan2, I was so glued watching Mukhsin from Sensasi. A simple but very good movie. To my annoyance, hubby, adik &amp;amp; ayah left at 3pm for soccer. Leaving me with Ibu &amp; Aimar before we headed home at about 6pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hate it, after every nasi beriyani, I will have migraine. Ruin my whole day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sat - 25 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hubby went out early to settle his work administration. We met at Century Square at 1030hrs for McD breakfast after quite sometimes. Too lazy to do it ourselves, we drove into car wash, before meeting the guy from the accident last night at the workshop. Avoiding all hassle, we paid for his damages. Lucky thing it wasn't that terribly expensive. He was actually a nice guy. Even apologized on behalf of his stupid Ah Lian gf behaviour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later at home, the glaring hot sun changed our mind bout going out.** At the same time, I wasn't feeling good, feverish feeling. Took paracetamol &amp;amp; went to nap. The aircon came in between disrupting our sleep. Not long after, Ibu &amp; Ayah dropped by asking us out to visit Nur &amp;amp; her newborn NDP baby.&lt;br /&gt;While they watched soccer later at night, I buried myself under Ibu's cover trying to sweat myself out of the fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Klah, its 3am already. Tomoro's another visiting day. Good night y'all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fri - 24 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby had to work late &amp; requested me to come along. Of coz to my delight, I went home wanting to fetch Aimar &amp;amp; bring him along but Ibu opposed to the idea as its late at night &amp; the place we are going is not 'good'. So I changed &amp;amp; left my things before taking the train to Lakeside. I felt so out of place standing at the quiet roadside waiting for a cab to Benoi to meet hubby. It was a terrible long wait. After 15mins, hubby called to meet at Tuas crescent instead. To add to the agony of waiting, 5 available cabs drove passed me. Idiot!! I hate all cab drivers. Only waiting for a call. I also wondered why 3 cabs didn't want to take me to Tuas. Only finally a nice chinese uncle driving silver cab, saved my life. After he explained then I know why the rest rejected me. Little that I know it was a very long deserted drive to Tuas Cresent. Once there, he ensured hubby came to the cab door to fetch me before letting me alight. How nice of him right. Naturally, I told him to keep the change &amp; left my namecard. If only all cab drivers are as sincere as him!! (I regretted not getting his name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I had fun trailing hubby to work. See how all the cranes &amp;amp; ridiculously big loads being carried off the trailer low bed. I even followed into the contraction site sitting obediently in the trailer watching everything. It was an experience. However, the word hazardous kept on playing in my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not that it all matter. The last part of the journey was the scariest &amp; challenging one, where we had to transport &amp;amp; park the low bed back at its lot. It's situated at a very eerie deserted place in the depth of a forested area. Now I understand what hubby meant &amp; at that time, it was already 10pm. It just sent chills down your spine. Hhmm, we didn't delay, moved off at the highest speed the trailer could go. Mcm ni korang nak ajak aku carik hantu? TAK DAPAT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1V3wpujI/AAAAAAAAArM/Sby_N428VpA/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102707396416485938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1V3wpujI/AAAAAAAAArM/Sby_N428VpA/s320/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crazy load they had on their low bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1PXwpuiI/AAAAAAAAArE/OiycFktf4nM/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102707284747336226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1PXwpuiI/AAAAAAAAArE/OiycFktf4nM/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weird looking machine in the construction site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1IXwpuhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/97ObjXZRCOc/s1600-h/24-08-07_2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102707164488251922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1IXwpuhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/97ObjXZRCOc/s320/24-08-07_2211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The parking lot. It's scarier in real life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ape punya nasib, just as we were about to reach the stadium, a pick up made a sharp take into our lane. His vehicle was dented. The Ah Lian girlfriend got on my nerves. I felt like slapping her. So rude &amp;amp; was shouting like a crazy woman. Stupid Bitch. What a night we had.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3793513815234460374?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3793513815234460374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3793513815234460374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-26-aug-ibu-left-early-morning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtB1V3wpujI/AAAAAAAAArM/Sby_N428VpA/s72-c/DSC00346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4723453851863668100</id><published>2007-08-23T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T02:25:32.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sun - 19 aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of people saying, "Orang giler jek keje on Sunday." Guess what? Hubby was obligated to work today. Apa boleh buat, nak carik duit. Me? I stoned out myself the whole day. I was too moody &amp; lazy to do anything. I was too lazy to on the pc, too lazy to clean my house &amp; even too lazy to even sleep. Becoz hubby’s not home!!! Haizz..... Finally, the call came I've been waiting the whole day came at 6pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So much of waiting for him to be home, we napped for 2hrs till 10pm. Ishhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sat - 18 aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. After the complaining bout yesterday's crowd at City Hall area, today, my turn to celebrate the occasion. Didn't plan to but since hubby was working very late, I asked Ibu if she wants to go. Initially, we wanted to take the car there but too afraid of the congestion &amp; limited parking space we foresee. So we left at 7pm &amp;amp; took the MRT instead. Adik &amp; gf were already there since 6pm. Lucky thing they had 'chop' a nice spot infront of the Esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The lazy me had wanted hubby to fetch us home. But he was stuck in the almost non moving jam, so the understading me had asked him to go home straight instead. Baik kan baik kan?Pegedah!! Anyway, we walked &amp;amp; fought our way back to Raffles Place MRT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you asked me bout the fireworks, It was Superb!! Way beyond good compared to the NDP's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since we were too hungry, we went to fetch the car at 11.30pm &amp; had supper at Safron before sending Nadh home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: It'll be more fun if hubby's around. sob sob.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBnzXwpufI/AAAAAAAAAqs/b32T_UzTOPc/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102692510059837938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBnzXwpufI/AAAAAAAAAqs/b32T_UzTOPc/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBnsHwpueI/AAAAAAAAAqk/6rhCqjmdZmw/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102692385505786338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBnsHwpueI/AAAAAAAAAqk/6rhCqjmdZmw/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102704299745065474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtByhnwpugI/AAAAAAAAAq0/BUXqLR8P9uE/s320/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fri - 17 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another rushing home to baby episode with Mummy Rini. Forgetting that it's the 1st day of the fireworks show at Marina Bay, we were astounded by the crowd created at City Hall MRT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102691792800299458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBnJnwpucI/AAAAAAAAAqU/B13WNQaoKUg/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thu - 16 aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much agony, I waited more than half hour for hubby to finish work &amp; fetch me from PS. After visiting Motorola service centre, I bought myself a KFC meal &amp;amp; sat outside munching away chicken popcorn while people watching. Of coz, it's so interesting to see life going around us in all different styles. Like you know, wondering what they were thinking, who they were rushing to meet, what do they feel about themselves etc etc. A soul searching moment I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apart from all that people watching, when hubby finally arrived, we went straight home. Along the way near home, we were alarmed by the density of smoke infront of us. Look how badly it was. For a moment, I thought there was a big fire or something. I was at the verge of asking hubby to stop driving through the smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBm93wpubI/AAAAAAAAAqM/At_0YRnAmrE/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102691590936836530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBm93wpubI/AAAAAAAAAqM/At_0YRnAmrE/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBm2XwpuaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kjQPsSr0gRk/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102691462087817634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBm2XwpuaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kjQPsSr0gRk/s320/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we got nearer, we finally saw what was the ground cause of the whole incident. A 10 footer lorry was on its highest accelaration but it was not moving, only letting out major smoke from the exhaust. In my heart, I thought it will explode any moment. I even saw the driver ran away from his lorry. Thank God it stopped halfway. I really pity the motorbike rider. But I'm glad nothing happened to anybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wed - 15 aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important date of the year. Ibu's Birthday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the cake cutting &amp; lontong for dinner, Adik present Ibu with a rose while I got her a nice blouse. Sorry for the gift which is totally not comparison to your love all the years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love you love you so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102686024659220882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBh53wpuZI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jMM3EdkG0Is/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&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/22820239-4723453851863668100?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4723453851863668100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4723453851863668100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/08/sun-19-aug-ever-heard-of-people-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RtBnzXwpufI/AAAAAAAAAqs/b32T_UzTOPc/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-6929891533660493014</id><published>2007-08-09T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T18:00:17.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 12 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kikin still down with high fever since Thursday, eventhough Ibu kept on sponging him. So we sent him to clinic 1st thing in the morning. We all craved for Toisei &amp; decided to have it at Teh Tarik Restaurant. I really must comment on the lack of manpower there. Many times I've been there, either nobody was around to take order or they will say it takes about 1hr before the food is ready. Makao! I stood around &amp; notice that nobody was visibly available to serve us. Again! I waited impatiently for quite a while more before somebody said that the toisei dah habis. Ish. Since we badly wanted toisei, we moved on to Prata Paradise to satisfy our cravings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After I went to collect my mended shoe, we went home to lepak after a week of hard work. Nak keluar pon malas. Especially for hubby who practically work from dawn till way past dust, everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097726497466494146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7DPZOWLMI/AAAAAAAAApk/w7lB-z2b-II/s320/08-08-07_0950.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hubby transporting this gigantic STANDING mixer. This is crazy!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He moved about 10km/h only. Of coz!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097726557596036306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7DS5OWLNI/AAAAAAAAAps/5g9IDz8GxJA/s320/08-08-07_1419.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Lying down is not that bad I guessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I took this opportunity to update my so many internet sites till very late afternoon. Duh! We had the family hug before they doze to lala land, leaving me with the comfort of radio ria &amp; typing away with no disturbance in front of the pc........ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 11 aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby came home from work at 5pm, after I nicely did 3 trips of laundry. I went faithfully fetched hubby at Ave 9 heavy vehicle carpark. Ibu suggested we went out to eat, but of couse, all the men opposed. They wanted to watch many soccer matches. So I decided to cook for dinner for everybody. I went to supermarket to buy grocceries with Ibu. Then there, on the dining table, ever so sinful, high cholesterol &amp; fattening dish - Chicken Rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097748685267545314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7Xa5OWLOI/AAAAAAAAAp0/sV9znxt5Aqg/s320/DSC00609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 9 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today marks my nation's 42nd birthday. 1st time on the marina bay. Magnificent! After a long time in my life, I'm working on a public holiday. RCMS hosted an evening function for the corporate companies higher management &amp; their family. Also to commemorate the National Day &amp;amp; their continuous support in RCMS. While I was getting ready at 3pm to leave for this function, my family were also getting ready to leave to Marina Bay empty field to join the other expected 150K public &amp; watch the fireworks. UUUWWWAAAAA........... sedih mcm nak nangis sey, can't join them!!! Ape bleh buat..... tugas......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6-mZOWLDI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Xspfx1HIcZs/s1600-h/P1050033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097721395045346354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6-mZOWLDI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Xspfx1HIcZs/s320/P1050033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view from where they are sitting. I'm on the 32nd floor in that tall building opposite entertaining clients &amp; their families..... sob sob&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6-bZOWLCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GgAR2zCL1mI/s1600-h/P1050032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097721206066785314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6-bZOWLCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GgAR2zCL1mI/s320/P1050032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6-V5OWLBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/50FP7C1ADyM/s1600-h/P1050031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097721111577504786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6-V5OWLBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/50FP7C1ADyM/s320/P1050031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jet fly pass&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And while all that happens from where they were sitting......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the view from the place I stood on 32nd floor at RCMS. Overlooking the whole entire event happening at the bay. Beautiful aite? No wonder people doesn't mind paying thousands of dollars to get this spectacular view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097724199658990674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7BJpOWLFI/AAAAAAAAAos/EZMnShoHP4g/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daytime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097724096579775554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7BDpOWLEI/AAAAAAAAAok/A_QYfKAk-0M/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Night time during the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097724435882191986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7BXZOWLHI/AAAAAAAAAo8/RvHIHi0AyHQ/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our new GM, Mr Federer &amp; the new HM, Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Fritz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097724319918074978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7BQpOWLGI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Zz8imcYI4QM/s320/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of the spread&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097724672105393282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7BlJOWLII/AAAAAAAAApE/P2EdkIzR7YE/s320/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Desert area&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097724766594673810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7BqpOWLJI/AAAAAAAAApM/W9fWGEo2KC4/s320/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aftermath of everything at 10pm. Our feet were hurting standing around for about 4hours in our high heels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 8 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since it's the eve of public holiday, we decided to eat out. Ayah treated us dinner cum supper at Kampung Chai Chee Restaurant (again!) after my favourite programme, Rahsia Perkahwinan. Finally doze off fully bloated at 3am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 7 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most awaited good news. CONGRATULATION to my darling bestfriend, Norhafizah, for her safely born son. 30 hours of pain is worth all the endurance. Here, the result of love shared between Rifa'ah &amp; Fizah, came....... the cute chubby &amp;amp; adorable.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satria Riza Maulana Bin Rifa'ah Ridzuwanulhakim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After work, we can't contain our excitement &amp; visited the family at KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7CtZOWLLI/AAAAAAAAApc/Rs080Qls5N4/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097725913350941874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7CtZOWLLI/AAAAAAAAApc/Rs080Qls5N4/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097725793091857570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7CmZOWLKI/AAAAAAAAApU/ELx74WV78-w/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 5 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since we had a late night &amp; considering hubby's 7-a-side will take the whole day, I decided to leave later with Aimar. Everybody left at 8am!! Equipped with Aimar's baby bag, stroller &amp;amp; Aimar in hand, I hailed for the cab at 11am to Bishan Park. To my gladness for not leaving earlier, the match will only start at 1pm. Lega nyer rasa....... The weather was not helping too. If its not for my utmost support to hubby, I would have left the moment I reached!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By 6pm, our stomach was growling &amp; we stopped along the way at Kampung Chai Chee Restaurant for early dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718092215495554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr67mJOWK4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/1cAEczkkn9Q/s320/P1050005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Aimar with Uncle Dedeq&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718212474579858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr67tJOWK5I/AAAAAAAAAnM/duRhEexrtLk/s320/P1050009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His strongest supporter. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718302668893090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr67yZOWK6I/AAAAAAAAAnU/dvxfNRibLtU/s320/P1050010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; This is the coach for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718397158173618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr6735OWK7I/AAAAAAAAAnc/lhYoTDZ-0XI/s320/P1050013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jepon &amp; Fadin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718495942421442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr679pOWK8I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Hs23l_c4LiE/s320/P1050015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Briefing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718581841767378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr68CpOWK9I/AAAAAAAAAns/RbNJe2Hp6oE/s320/P1050016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Warm up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718702100851682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr68JpOWK-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/aM4yt63jFg0/s320/P1050018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Coincidently, Aimar found a team mate too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718843834772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr68R5OWK_I/AAAAAAAAAn8/VqOabBej1jA/s320/P1050026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hubby taking the penalty &amp; it's a GOAL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097718951208954882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr68YJOWLAI/AAAAAAAAAoE/H-z1eTjtqYc/s320/P1050028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting for it to be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 4 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Compared to my other non working Saturdays, I really felt that today was my non productive day. I don't remember doing anything much except some simple chores. Luckily hubby only had to go to work for a while. He reached home about 2pm. Talked to hubby &amp; servce lunch before I joined them for a short nap till 6.30pm. Ya Allah, buruk nyer rasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after maghrib left for Kak Dat's house. Amirul &amp;amp; family can't make it coz they went to JB. After dinner, we accompanies Along to Mustaffa Ctr. Gosh, the crowd was undescribable. And it was at 0030hrs!! We managed to squeezed out of there &amp;amp; reached home at 2+am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zong to the max........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-6929891533660493014?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/6929891533660493014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/6929891533660493014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-12-aug-kikin-still-down-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rr7DPZOWLMI/AAAAAAAAApk/w7lB-z2b-II/s72-c/08-08-07_0950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3430941325317150270</id><published>2007-07-24T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:38:36.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 1 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor hubby, he was down with fever &amp; had to postpon his duty to the next day, while I left for my 1st day at the new department. The day was ok. With attachments &amp; all...... Well, I'm adapting....... pray for my well being ya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 31 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd off day. Woke up lambat. Mcm yeye jek nk go McD for breakfast. In the end I cooked at home for our lunch. Right after, I left about 2pm with hubby &amp; aimar to the nearby saloon. The moment the hairdresser sait it will take about 3hrs, hubby almost fainted. Not long after, they left home with my head wrapped in plastic bag sitting stonely in the saloon alone. I only reached home at 5.30pm. Didn't want to waste the off day, we went down to wash the car from 6-7pm before rushing to collect my altered suits - afraid that it will close early. Had an early night as tomorrow is our 1st day at work. *** Nitezzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 30 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feeling2 clear leave lah konon. Hubby &amp; me went for brunch at Afghanistan Rest. Also to send my 5 suits for alteration. Aimar slept on the way home in the car, so we send him for Ibu's care before we leave for Motogard - 3rd car servicing. It took almost 1hr I think. Lengitzzz........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092942741417372402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq3EcJOWKvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/vvdPQWLkb5k/s320/30-07-07_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Home at 5.30pm. Kemas the house &amp; waited for Bitches Inc gathering at 7.30pm. They brought the ingredients while I cooked our traditional Macaroni Goreng with Nuggets &amp; Apple aloe vera juice. Haha.... This 'ritual' has been going on for years &amp;amp; sometimes think its silly (for having the same menu for years!). But that's point. We have it called our Macaroni Day. Never had the thought of changing to any new menu for our home gathering. With that in hand, we settled with Die Hard 4 dvd till 11pm before everybody bid farewell. We finally slept soundly after Everybody Loves Raymond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 29 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with Mama, we had breakfast at McD before checking out at 2pm. Not enough sleep, we headed straight home to continue sleep! Yeay! Buruk sak. ** Woke up at 8pm only to visit the pasar malam again. Since both of us were on 'honeymoon' break &amp; not working the next day, we watched Sumolah vcd. Hhmm.... 3/5 rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 28 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rushing morning. Went for a quick breakfast with hubby then stopped by the sengseh to get Aimar monthly necessities at Tamp mart before rushing home at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;We reached RCMS &amp; checked in at 2pm for the 2 rooms. What a major disappointment, we got 5th floor!! But wat the heck, as long as we can watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh, Thank You to all who came &amp; joined us for the parade watching &amp;amp; mini bday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094092362428590882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHaA5OWKyI/AAAAAAAAAmU/8-BIXkrpZ5U/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Majulah Singapura&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094092512752446258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHaJpOWKzI/AAAAAAAAAmc/b3ktKmdTZzM/s320/P1040877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love fireworks!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094092963724012370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHaj5OWK1I/AAAAAAAAAms/F6NSGsPAJdw/s320/P1040882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aimar's 3rd bday cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094092714615909186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHaVZOWK0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/DJN9AhT7MFg/s320/28-07-07_2028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;RCMS at night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHarJOWK2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/4ymByPOIfwI/s1600-h/P1040894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094093088278063970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHarJOWK2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/4ymByPOIfwI/s320/P1040894.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bestest people who almost got me scolded by the security. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 27 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeay!!!! Our last day (hubby's &amp; mine). BUT, at the very last minute, I'm still doing my work while packing out to the new department. On top of that, I'm asisting to pack for the whole current dept as they were due out for renovation. Anyway, the hectic day made me feel so sad yet so happy. Left my thousands memories behind &amp; climb for better future.... insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;To end the day, we went to watch midnight at TM for the new realease - The simpsons. I must say it wasn't that great. Not worth $9.50. $7 still can..... kwang kwang.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Happy birthday, Adik!! Ish, bday pon tkde pat uma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092934237382126258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq28tJOWKrI/AAAAAAAAAlc/TeB2oK83w9U/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Kakak in her current office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092934585274477282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq29BZOWKuI/AAAAAAAAAl0/VEWpwZuVD3s/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At my empty desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq2875OWKtI/AAAAAAAAAls/54Rg-OAcge8/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092934490785196754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq2875OWKtI/AAAAAAAAAls/54Rg-OAcge8/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Existing communication department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq2825OWKsI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FxFJAQ8SM78/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092934404885850818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq2825OWKsI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FxFJAQ8SM78/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say goodbye to the department!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 23 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still 'coach lag', hehe, I claimed my 2hrs time off the company owes me. Coincidently, Ayah lak tak keje. Hurray, continue my sleepy head-ness in the car when he sent me to work. ORD mood tickled me finally. Had so much dusty time clearing up my desk area. I can't believe how much things I have stored in my drawers for the more than 6yrs tenure in the department. Well, it doesn't come easy for me nearing my last day. I had to toggel between full fledge training at the new department &amp; my current event groups. To make things easier, I packed &amp;amp; gave away some of my things &amp; moved some of my stationeries to new office. I look forward to better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday &amp; Sunday - 21 &amp;amp; 22 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nirsha.multiply.com/photos/album/33"&gt;more MELAKA pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a horrible less than 3 hours night sleep (it felt like 1 min!!). As scheduled, all met at Tampines stadium at 5am. Took the coach &amp; the journey begins......&lt;br /&gt;We reached safely &amp;amp; exactly at 11am. Nak tau citer memalukan? Si clumsy mother ni konon2 nak main2 dgn Aimar. After the check in process, I put him on my trolley luggage. While he was frantically waving asking me to stop, I kept on going backwards &amp; laughing coz it's quite fun. Gedebuk!! Padan muka!! I fell flat on my bum - at the lobby! Malunyer sungguh tak terkira. Best part, bontot landing atas bucu. Punyalah sakit. Abih Ibu bukan nak simpati, leh ketawa happy2 dgn sungguh2 lak tu pasal tak tahan tgk aku jatuh. Ish. Apa lagik, dgn pantas I went into the lift. Nak cover malu, join in the laughter........&lt;br /&gt;After a quick rest, we met, lunched &amp; shop at Mahkota Parade. Due to the time constraint, we did a quick shopping. Tak best langsung. By then, it was already 6pm &amp;amp; it was raining. Ape lah nasib. We hang around waiting for the rain to stop. In the drizzle, me &amp; Ibu took the beca with the rest to Jonker Street, while Ayah, hubby, Kikin, Adik &amp; Aimar went back to hotel. Since it was raining, only a handful of make shift carts were open. We ended eating chendol at a nice vintage eating ctr before heading back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was still drizzling, we ended having dinner just across the street at the typical eating place by the road side, instead of going to the popular Peranakan Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Right after dinner, some went back to their rooms to have an early night while we all stayed &amp; lepak at lounge playing pool, drinking coke &amp; talking crap till 1am.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the next day having breakfast at Seri Nyonya Restaurant around 8.30am. Since Dino had arranged some games, all headed for the swimming pool. 1hr later, Ibu, Jas &amp; me sempat go Mahkota Parade to do thorough shopping without the guys. In the utmost chaos &amp; rush we reached the hotel at 1.30pm, in time to pack &amp;amp; check out at 2pm. As suggested by Ibu, we went to Tangkak on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, we reached rainy Singapore at 9pm. I must give the credit to Dino for making all this happened. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kepenatan balik holiday lah konon, lapar lak perut. Ape susah? Pasar mlm pat bawah blk jek. Burger ramli gak leh ajar. Slept with bloated tummy at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094089802628082450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHXr5OWKxI/AAAAAAAAAmM/9KuOCOp8Jjc/s320/P1040828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 20 Jul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everytime it comes to our meeting, we have hard time thinking of a new &amp; nice Halal restaurant to go. Especially at town area. After much internet surfing &amp;amp; yellow pages flipping, we settled at Siam Kitchen at Suntec for dinner. It was good! The atmosphere was superb. Only, I must comment on the lack of service. It's too mediocre - for the way they speak &amp; etiquette. Apart from that, I wouldn't mind going there again.&lt;br /&gt;Geehee was late due to some hiccups at home. Bla bla bla... Too intensed with our conversation, we didn't realize it was almost 10pm. In a rush we proceeded to Pump Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094088608627174146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrHWmZOWKwI/AAAAAAAAAmE/w-A4u8mW0QU/s320/P1040654.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The extremely sumptuous dinner. I would love to come back. Sad thing, the Tom Yam Soup tasted like Mee Siam gravy. Ouh, we didn't even touch the weird Pomelo Salad, Mango salad &amp; Acar look alike. The rest was goooood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094699481825684338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RrQCL5OWK3I/AAAAAAAAAm8/xDZeWQ-gyTM/s320/P1040662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gook2 Fren &amp;amp; GeeHee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3430941325317150270?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3430941325317150270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3430941325317150270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/07/wednesday-1-aug-poor-hubby-he-was-down.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rq3EcJOWKvI/AAAAAAAAAl8/vvdPQWLkb5k/s72-c/30-07-07_1606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-2676708631244624381</id><published>2007-07-20T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:00:00.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 20 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;psst....... say congratulations to Rifa'ah who have passed his driving test. Having said that, we look forward for Mdm Fizah to take on the passenger seat doing her R&amp;R. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Za, plan ar bila nak go rounding2!! Hehe.... :: after your birth that is!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still sailing in serving my 1 month notice (which seems to be such a short one). To my astonishment, my much anticipated ORD mood didn't emerge from my self-distructed-organ till today. In fact, I'm still religiously handling my groups &amp; events on routine. And in between those, this group - BBC Worldwide - kept on ringing in my mind. Nope, not British Broadcasting Corporation, BBC that comes close to my recalling brain cell is Budak Budak Court (BBC). A group of young, energetic, adventurous &amp; notorious boys. Mostly younger than me &amp; still schooling. Was so into rap and hip hop music. With that, a pair of them managed to form a well known group - Defiantos - who successfully performed at Hip Hop Fest etc. Hey, behind these group of boys, there lies the biggest hearted woman. None other than my beloved bestfriend, Fizah, who had stayed with me through thick &amp; thin for 13 years!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, contrary to their cutely notorious life,  those were the guys &amp; gal who lifted me up when I was so so down 5yrs ago. Barely at their 20s, realizing the extreme hurt that could cause a lady's heart. Spent most of their time thinking of what topic &amp; jokes to come up with, trying to make me laugh. Trying to mend the damage done by someone older person of 21yr old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry, not my point to reminisce the vile past, but to thank the people who have, along the way, brought me this far to my utmost happiness. Not many words can describe how thankful I am. Especially to my hubby....... nothing can ever replace you in my heart..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-2676708631244624381?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/2676708631244624381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/2676708631244624381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-20-july-psst.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-8573393018114227205</id><published>2007-07-16T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T23:50:15.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 19 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How contented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How blissful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to the gift from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday my baby, Aimar!! May you be the most filial son. Murah rezeki &amp; berhati mulia. InsyaAllah..... Love you baby....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090789773096135314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RqYeU5OWKpI/AAAAAAAAAlM/vycNUW5Ol40/s320/19-07-07_2202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090789914830056098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RqYedJOWKqI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Coqm_JVKr5M/s320/19-07-07_2246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aimar's birthday present from nenek. He will quietly play his little pool table till late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 18 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh... Aliff Aziz!! Way to go boy.... at 16yrs of age, I envy the 'lenggok' vocal he possess. Not a strong one compared to Maiya though. However, he had shown his pure ability to be versatile in all genre of songs. No matter what people has to say about him, opposing from his deserved throne, I think everybody has to accept the judges choice. What does he care, he has in his hands, S$100,000 worth of prizes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations to our new Juara for Anugerah 2007!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday- 16 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Off day. Papa &amp; Ayah came for lunch at home. Sibuk lah Aimar shouting 'Lorry lorry!' out the window. Terpaksa hubby brought him down to sit on the driver's seat. Like father like son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090789545462868610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RqYeHpOWKoI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Ugir_FynTQM/s320/16-07-07_1346.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mini driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 15 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For once, we don't have any plan on Sunday. Finally, we are able to just relax &amp; laze around. However, hubby decided at the last moment to go for his soccer match at Xin Min Sec Sch. Along with the whole family, we headed to old Hougang. On the way home, Ibu wanted to stop by Singapore Expo for the Fruit Festival thingy. Since Ayah &amp;amp; Adik were too lazy, hubby alighted them at home 1st, together with sleeping Aimar, before joining me &amp; Ibu. The crowd was unbelievable. Most of the fruits are also out of stock. Only some was left and only sold outside, off the lorry. Ibu was so bz choosing a ripe cempedak for me while I checked out durian section. Ouhhh... it's been a long time since I ate cempedak goreng. So rangupppppp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087826849575984130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuXkC-r3AI/AAAAAAAAAks/OcsHdcAbwtQ/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 14 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayah will usually send me to work on the Saturdays that I work &amp; we will always fight on which radio station to listen to. Everytime I changed to Ria, he will change it back to Warna. So that day, I was willingly listen to his choice. Ding! Just nice, the DJ was discussing bout young marriage &amp;amp; their practices nowadays, contrary to olden times. Yep, Ayah began his daddy's advise for a whole half hour all the way to work. Hehe..... Wow, that was brain full of things to absorb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, since I have the whole day of my time that day, I did an early cleaned up for my workdesk. Brought home lotsa things which I have with me since 7 years back when I 1st came in to RCMS. It was alot!! Being the biggest procrastinator, I had to work a little late. Since hubby was also working, I had to wait for him to fetch with my loads of junkss. From there, we had lunch cum dinner at Changi Airport T2. What's it called? Lunner? hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the last minute when I reached home, Ibu wanted me to accompany her to Metro Sale for the umpteenth time. I think selagi Metro ni tak tutup, hari2 lah nampak muka aku pat situ. Since hubby went to wash the car with Din, I took my time with Ibu. Alasan seperti biasa, U bought 2 bed covers for Hari Raya. Haha. Kiasu sak... But, bila lah lagik nak dapat at such price. Sempat hubby cleaned up the dusty tv console when he reached home at 11+pm. Memandangkan I was also tired from doing other house chores, we retired soundly near 2am . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 13 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Again &amp; again &amp;amp; again, my return trip to Metro sale. But this time, I'm doing my shopping for hubby. Being his wardrobe manager, I squeezed myself in between hundreds of people over the items on sale, lined on the rack. Guess where was hubby when I was busy doing his clothes shopping? He brought Aimar to the toys section. Haiz.... it didn't end there, he then dragged me to Toys R Us. Konon2 nak carik Transformers toys. Only to find a talking mask. Only! Boring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087827124453891090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuX0C-r3BI/AAAAAAAAAk0/xQL38Lcj--E/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside Toys R Us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 12 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With great gratitude, Mr Kohn had arranged a dinner with our department at Swensen's. Needless to say, I succumbed to Crayfish Pasta. After the little jabbering, I excused myself prior than everybody else at 2130hrs. All due to...... my chase for Scofield at 10.30pm... hehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuW4i-r2_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/HXQMpiOD79o/s1600-h/P1040647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087826102251674610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuW4i-r2_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/HXQMpiOD79o/s320/P1040647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuV2i-r2-I/AAAAAAAAAkc/27vBBDEinSE/s1600-h/P1040640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087824968380308450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuV2i-r2-I/AAAAAAAAAkc/27vBBDEinSE/s320/P1040640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuVLC-r29I/AAAAAAAAAkU/L6rLHxa3nK4/s1600-h/P1040637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087824221055998930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpuVLC-r29I/AAAAAAAAAkU/L6rLHxa3nK4/s320/P1040637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/22820239-8573393018114227205?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8573393018114227205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8573393018114227205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/07/thursday-19-july-how-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RqYeU5OWKpI/AAAAAAAAAlM/vycNUW5Ol40/s72-c/19-07-07_2202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-1673328008817136188</id><published>2007-07-09T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T16:47:57.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 9 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On urgent child leave. Brought Aimar to clinic. He was coughing continuously. Also his runny nose irritates him so bad. And just, he got fever. My poor baby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 8 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby woke up late &amp; missed morning soccer game. We got 2 events to attend anyway. 1st, we attended a quick Ezwan's tunang at Bedok North. After which, we reached Herni's &amp;amp; Inn's daughter cukur rambut by 4pm. Sat around till Fizah, Ah &amp; Bad came at almost 6pm. We didn't go back but lepak at Ibu's house with the whole family catching up on stories from 7-9pm. At last, makan maggie pasal da satu hari makan nasi minyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aimar lak batuk2 malam. Poor baby. Only doze off ard 1am. ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085106214869826082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHtKQ5yeiI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Se9Lkx8yBBY/s320/P1040631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aaww... the new gorgeous family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085105897042246162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHs3w5yehI/AAAAAAAAAj0/UW_5khIzDkE/s320/P1040630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lepakz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085106330833943090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHtRA5yejI/AAAAAAAAAkE/7MgAefygZEw/s320/P1040632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mother to be, Mother of 2yrs old son &amp; Mother of a 1 mth daughter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085105793963031042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHsxw5yegI/AAAAAAAAAjs/KgRzaNvtBAE/s320/P1040628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fifi Zafa &amp; Nifi Nafa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 070707&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most wanted date this year - 120+ muslim couples got solemnized. Double to the norm. This too implied to my favourite actor Eizlan Yussoff,36, who got married to a freelance model, Ms Vie something,21. Her name is a mouthful. Hantaran was RM77,777.77 (about S$35,000) Makao, peh kaya. Hhmm, I wonder who Fahrin will marry. Or is he married? Ntah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, we woke up &amp;amp; left at 0730hrs from Kak Dat's house as hubby was working at 0900hrs. The moment we reached home, me &amp; Aimar continued our beauty sleep till 1100hrs. Hubby came home at 1+pm with our lunch. After resting, he left at 5pm for soccer match while I helped Ibu to prepare the later party Mee Goreng. I got anxious when hubby didn't reach home at 1930hrs &amp;amp; frantically called his hp for the million times. Finally, we left at 2030hrs. Birthday boy was super late! Blah blah blah.... the party goes smoothly till 2300hrs when we excused ourselves as we were all going to the airport to fetch Adik. He just came back from a school trip to HongKong. Lucky when we got there, he was only about to collect his luggage. As Adik was too tired &amp; not enough sleep, we went home straight instead of supper. *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nirsha.multiply.com/"&gt;MORE BIRTHDAY PARTY PICS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085103521925331378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHqtg5yebI/AAAAAAAAAjE/r_ADwfF8pJA/s320/P1010207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The combined birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHrfA5yedI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FKwL8UGTGWw/s1600-h/P1010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085104372328856018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHrfA5yedI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FKwL8UGTGWw/s320/P1010227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Birthday girl @ her 21st&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I was engaged at your age. Hehe. Bila lagik!??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHrLQ5yecI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Luu66SsGTRg/s1600-h/P1010223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085104033026439618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHrLQ5yecI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Luu66SsGTRg/s320/P1010223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday boys at their 2nd &amp; 1st respectively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085105428890810866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHscg5yefI/AAAAAAAAAjk/z004oaU71dc/s320/P1010291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aunts with birthday niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085104771760814562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHr2Q5yeeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_Jd5R2KDRhM/s320/P1010231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Family hug! (Alah, ade jek tau org masok frame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085107172647533122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHuCA5yekI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3YDS4MZ3Sso/s320/P1010257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Attendees playing games&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-1673328008817136188?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1673328008817136188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1673328008817136188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday-9-july-on-urgent-child-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpHtKQ5yeiI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Se9Lkx8yBBY/s72-c/P1040631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3649217483891524857</id><published>2007-07-03T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T14:08:10.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 6 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hubby waited for me after work before we bunked at Kak Dat's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 3 July&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah. I got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday – 2 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;After work, met Ibu at Century Square. Initial plan was to get birthday gifts for July babies but in the end, I bought my 7th shoe in a month. ARGHH!!! Stop me!!!! At 3rd floor, I can't hold myself to splurge on toys too. It was all so cheap…. K, I think I lied. Should really really need to stop shopping. Hubby gonna scream at me if he read all my entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 1 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Woken up by Adik at 11am. He &amp; hubby just reached home from soccer. Rested &amp;amp; showered, all lunch at Ibu house. Hubby left for work, Adik &amp; Kikin accompanied me at home &amp;amp; took care of Aimar while I did massive house chores. I was extremely exhausted by 4pm. Later at 6pm, all went to Giant &amp; Ikea except for hubby as he’s too tired. Since it's too late to cook, we had dinner at Salihin. Dira slept over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 30 Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Errands errands!! 10.30am without Aimar to NTUC Income renew roadtax, bank, breakfast at Afghanistan, Aimar monthly necessities &amp;amp; groceries. Home at 1pm. Siap &amp; left for Sentosa around 2pm - it's HDB's family day. Mama had given us the tix. Collected goody bags &amp;amp; sat around after lunching the free KFC. Aimar played at the water fountain with hubby while Ibu &amp; Kikin went to the carnival. Last minute, just 2 hours at Sentosa, I’m leaving home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGfxQ5yeVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9_GZtDPFhEI/s1600-h/P1040237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085021122977757522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGfxQ5yeVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9_GZtDPFhEI/s320/P1040237.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pergi jauh2 main water fountain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGflg5yeUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/inT0dTHWsZs/s1600-h/P1040233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085020921114294594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGflg5yeUI/AAAAAAAAAiM/inT0dTHWsZs/s320/P1040233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Christina Aguilera concert!!!!! Rushed home, bathed &amp; changed. Munira was from work. 2 pompan mentel ni took cab &amp;amp; were 1hr early. Ape saje ntah. To kill time, we bought drinks &amp; chips. Sat chatting while waiting for our tix. It was so so so good!!! 100% satisfaction. Her vocal is 1 of the best, apart from her revealing clothes. But I must say her dancers were so hot &amp; sexy - both men &amp;amp; women. It ended at 10pm. On the way home, we saw the pathetic fireworks outside National Stadium to mark the last game at the stadium before it will be torn down. Walked all the way to the MRT. Reached home with Munira at 11+pm. Changed and supper at Safron. Yan fetched Munira from there at near 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022037805791586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGgmg5yeWI/AAAAAAAAAic/B67iBeQ7rog/s320/P1040240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Her fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGhNQ5yeYI/AAAAAAAAAis/u54HbDwX2jU/s1600-h/P1040261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022703525722498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGhNQ5yeYI/AAAAAAAAAis/u54HbDwX2jU/s320/P1040261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her. I love her curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGg-g5yeXI/AAAAAAAAAik/Opv6KoxhBUg/s1600-h/P1040274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022450122652018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGg-g5yeXI/AAAAAAAAAik/Opv6KoxhBUg/s320/P1040274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sexy her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085022909684152722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGhZQ5yeZI/AAAAAAAAAi0/jzUpaxDdxbc/s320/P1040282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ni kisah hp tertinggal at my house &amp; my hp batt flat. Ape nyer tkleh harap tol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday – 29 Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;95% almost there - well at least that's what my boss told me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, after work, went to town with my cousin, Emie. She's late! Nvm, our 1st stop was Far East. I got 2 court shoes at Mondo. Aaahhh... wonderful. Then we walked to Lucky Plaza for the Bakso before I stopped by 1 of the shops &amp;amp; bought 4 sets of baju for Aimar, 1 shirt for Ayah, 2 jackets &amp; a top for hubby. Do you realize that non was mine? That's my big problem. Shucks, I really have to STOP IT!! When we reached Wisma, I could only window shop. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085019323386460466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGeIg5yeTI/AAAAAAAAAiE/MQK3PJy7W7Y/s320/P1040227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In Giordano Wisma fitting room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From there, we split as I had to rush to collect the movie tix I bought online at TM. Leceh ar coz it mentioned at least 45mins collection before movie start. Haiz. Home at 11+pm, changed Aimar &amp; left for our midnight movie – Transformers, while AP was alone at our home. Kesian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, I must tell you. Pls pls pls watch the moveie. I rate it 9.5 / 10. What more can I say. Go see it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday – 26 Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Met him. Scary. Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday – 25 Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Off day.Initially wanted to come back to work as Yvonne was alone. But I got too many errands to run. Together with the little kids, we left right after Ayah lunch at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085029751567055266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGnng5yeaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1EmHeU8gsVk/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The 3-darlings Ibu takes care of everyday. They are so clingy to Ayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Iman at the back, Aimar on the left and the tiniest, Erin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started the 1st run at HDB Branch office. Waiting time was 1hr so we quickly drop by Starhub to get a new SCV remote control as the existing one wass quite spoilt. Went to popular book store for Kikin’s stationery blah blah blah. While I was at the NTUC Income queue with Kikin &amp; Aimar, Ibu carried Erin &amp;amp; fetched Iman from school. We then meet again. Ate at Century Square. Home by 6pm. Phew….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 24 Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Segregate house chores. While I vacuum, mop &amp; kemas uma, hubby bathed Aimar &amp;amp; washed the toilet. We rested for a while before leaving home after a little McD alas perut, to Siti’s place. Sorry Za, tak dapat fetch kau. So much of aku kesiankan kau, blakang da penuh lak dgn barang. We reached her place at about 3.30pm. Chat, laugh, eat, kish kish baby Ryan, giggle… we left at about 6+pm. Boss lak baru sampai so layan lah kejap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpBZ8w5yeRI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IjOW1NGtf6Q/s1600-h/P1040211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084662879755598098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpBZ8w5yeRI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IjOW1NGtf6Q/s320/P1040211.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpBZBQ5yeQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GCbeX6avOBI/s1600-h/P1040209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084661857553381634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpBZBQ5yeQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GCbeX6avOBI/s320/P1040209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome baby Ryan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We then rushed to meet Ibu &amp; Kikin at Courts Tampines as there was a Spongebob Roadshow. Makao, peh disappointing. It was so lame. Aimar pon malas nk tgk. In the end, we played the street games. Takde motive sak go that place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084663768813828386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpBawg5yeSI/AAAAAAAAAh8/SCEYBPb3Ll8/s320/P1040222.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Makao, lame tak terkata sey ni mascot. Macam nak &lt;em&gt;keropok&lt;/em&gt; jek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dah boring, hubby suggested all of us to Pasir Ris pasar malam. Yeay!! I love pasar malam. Ibu layankan Aimar at the Kiddy Ride, while hubby &amp; I ‘dating’ at Whitesand draw duit. Maklumlah, pasar malam, mesti ade jek nk dibelanjakan. Hehe….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s hubby: I love our conversation that day. MUST keep your promise…. Hehehehe….. love you love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 23 Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;My Saturday duty. Only left work at 6pm. Sempat si bestfren aku aka mak buyung ni visit aku pat opis. Maklumlah dier seronok dok uma for 2 weeks. Kurik2 sak aku kau takde, za.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084300058098301138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Ro8P9w5yeNI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AqpUmR77RmY/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;BUT, hubby started work at 6pm. So so clashed!! ARGH, so saddddd............. So I asked Ibu out to Kiddy Palace to get Siti's baby, Ryan, gift. We finally decided on a nice yellow baby walker &amp; a baby carrier. We reached home at 8pm in time for Cik Ipit &amp;amp; Mama with family to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084302123977570530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Ro8R2A5yeOI/AAAAAAAAAhc/jQ9x_9Yc7Bg/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3649217483891524857?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3649217483891524857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3649217483891524857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-6-july-hubby-waited-for-me-after.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RpGfxQ5yeVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9_GZtDPFhEI/s72-c/P1040237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-8770378755109871177</id><published>2007-06-19T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:52:00.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 22 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tired. Tired. Tired. My body is screaming so painfully. Had been working late these few days. Lucky thing hubby is on afternoon shift this week so it wasn't that bad. He reached home everyday at 11pm. We spent 1 hour only to catch up on our stories before I landed on bed. I miss him so much. And worst today, he'll be working till 1am. UUUWWEEEKKKK... I'll be waiting for you hubby.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 20 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went home with Suzi &amp; Ida. Guess what we saw? Mango Sale!! Sinfully, I bought a nice denim skirt. K k, no more shopping this month. Enough!!! This sale thing is scaring me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after that, we accompanied Ida cemel-cemelan at McD. Had wives talk &amp; proceeded home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 17 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we woke up 1pm on a very sunny Sunday. Too lazy to move too far, we lunched at KFC opposite road. GSS was exposing itself everywhere inclusing TM - I can't help it. Even if it's not for me, I'll help shop for others. hehe. I chose 4 t-shirts for hubby at S&amp;K, while he &amp;amp; Aimar stood nearby only. Padahal org beli barang dier tau. Ish. Since it's already 4+pm &amp; we wanted to watch the Hip Hop Competition at 6pm, we sat &amp; chit chat at Coffee Bean. Dah lama tak buat keje gitu. Hehe. This time, with Aimar along enjoying the ever favourite Ice Blended Mocha. He drank half the cup I think. Wosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the last minute, Ibu &amp; Ayah decided to join us. Before it started, we went away to get drinks for all of us. It was at the open field opposite MRT. They layed canvas for us. So we watched the comp sitting on it. How comfortable. In the way back to the area, hubby sempat bought me a bag. Mengeluh Ibu tengok yet another bag bought. That aside, I was so thrilled the entire time. Don't ask! Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078911693140727730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RnvrRpM7F7I/AAAAAAAAAhM/FR3aKgyWciQ/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aimar busy at work while we watched the competition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078911590061512610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RnvrLpM7F6I/AAAAAAAAAhE/7hpA-uv4pNU/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 16 June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Still in bed, hubby's office called for him to start early at 11am instead of 1pm. Reluctantly, he bid goodbye &amp; kissed his two masham hearts before leaving for work. I woke up right after &amp;amp; cleaned the house. Kept on walking back &amp; forth to Ibu's house. At last, Ibu &amp;amp; Ayah accompanied me at home karaoke-ing away till pass 6pm. Too bored, coz hubby wont be home till pass 7pm, I went to Metro with Ibu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did you feel it? I did. The GSS is driving me crazy. It has started. Started to burn hole in my pocket. Oh, to end that less than an hour walk at TM, I brought home 2 tops for myself &amp; 2 for kikin. Expected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, met din &amp;amp; the rest at our void deck ard 9pm. We headed quickly to Sedap Corner coz we were told that the last order was 10pm. Eat, chat, blah blah blah..... and left in the light drizzle. View the food we had at --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nirsha.multiply.com/"&gt;http://www.nirsha.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We lepak-ed at Din's house till midnight since all mata da start sepet.&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/22820239-8770378755109871177?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8770378755109871177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8770378755109871177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-22-june-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RnvrRpM7F7I/AAAAAAAAAhM/FR3aKgyWciQ/s72-c/DSC00250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-297001363236222632</id><published>2007-06-12T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:20:51.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 15 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waited so long for the delay telecast of APM. On the rush to reach home for it, the GSS fever managed to lure me into Metro Tampines. Couldn't decide which shoe to buy for Ibu, I have called her down physically to choose. After the ni-tak-kena &amp; tu-tak-cantik-sangat rounds, I reluctantly left the store with 2 pair of shoes for Ibu &amp; 2 for me. I just hate these GSS every year!!! Driving me insane.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 12 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last day of my 5 days leave!! Boo hoo!! Time flies everytime you are having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, tomorrow hubby will also end his 2 weeks of tai-tai days &amp; I will resume my normal routine life. Wake up, work, home, eat, sleep. Life of a boring Singaporean. Today, we planned not to make any plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 11am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laze around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to Ibu house for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched Happy Feet DVD again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Update Blog, Multiply &amp;amp; Friendster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch Anugerah &amp; Janji Diana with hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then........Good night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 11 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As promised to Ibu &amp;amp; Kikin, we all went breakfast at McD at 10.30am. Had to go home halfway coz Ayah came back for lunch. Meanwhile, sempat took a quick nap. After umpteenth snoozing, we left at 3pm for Changi Airport. Tired of plane watching, we dined in at the overly-manned but poor-service Swensen's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075137035362834274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6CPpM7F2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/2dFiMGZbFaY/s320/P1040199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for the Skytrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075139715422426994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6ErpM7F3I/AAAAAAAAAgs/4FrR8jdZs8g/s320/P1040201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the new skytrain. No good! Not much view for children, like before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 10 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Due to late night, all of us woke up pass 1pm. Org da balik pasar, da siang ikan, da goreng, makan &amp; put2, kite baru nak bgn. Maha buruk sak tu. Anyway, matlamat for the day was to watch Car Drifting at PA. It was due to start at 11am till evening. So we took our time &amp;amp; went for brunch at Afghanistan around 3pm. Saw Bad &amp; tunang there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We didn't know bout the carnival actually. Naturally, when we saw the booths selling lotsa things, we got drifted away. Also drifted from the main reason why we were there. Only when we heard the tyre screeching sound, we all ran to the track. We reached in time to only smell the drifted smoke. HAHA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075136386822772530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6Bp5M7FzI/AAAAAAAAAgM/m08ofnfUrMA/s320/P1040142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Kete jahat blakang ni suka main sembunyi2 pat expressway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075136575801333570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6B05M7F0I/AAAAAAAAAgU/ejQ3OScbNHU/s320/P1040160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anak sedara yg muka slalu full of expressions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077408214068959106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RnaT3pM7F4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/x06UcOWKSJc/s320/P1040174.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Bapak sedara yg vain sangat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077408592026081170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RnaUNpM7F5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/EpPWrGBQs1c/s320/P1040196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kesian nyer hubby, sampai kepala ilang tolak pram a long path uphill. Za, kalau kau nak tau, we went thru the whole PA nak carik jln kuar at Senior Officers's Mess. And guess what, we were standing at Jalan Serene when Ah nyer citer came running back. It was 6+pm!! Tak ke seram tu!! Aku pukul sak apek bila dier point pat road sign tu... The 1st person came out on my mind was kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 9 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby woke up at 0450hrs. I woke up at 0515hrs. Ayah &amp; Kikin woke up at 0530hrs. Finally, we left at 0700hrs. By the time we reached Bedok Jetty, there were so many people there already. I wonder what time they reeled out. Dgn semangat nyer, we put up all 4 rods. Pancing nyer pancing, ikan tak sampai2. Much to our disappoinment, we caught only 6 Ikan Tamban. Sob Sob. Nothing compared to that day. Yelah, ape tk nyer, air tgh jln surut. Duh! The other day, air laut tgh jalan pasang. Ape sajer ntah. Klah, till next time jek lah nampaknyer... we left at 11am all burnt!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075133788367558338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm5_SpM7FsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/P_Fmau5S1GA/s320/P1040108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Showered &amp; changed, we took a quick nap. Later in the evening, we left with AP who came by after work at 2pm, for hubby's soccer match at Bedok Reservoir. Konon2 nak main 1st half only. But in the end, they played till pass 7pm. Terpaksa aku jadi supir, coz hubby's palm got stepped on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment we reached home, all bathed, changed &amp;amp; met my in laws at ECP lagoon hawker ctr. Left the place by 11pm for bowling games - courtesy of hubby's niece, Nadira. "Terima kasih, kakak!!" We reached home at 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075134797684872930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6ANZM7FuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3mW3sadavew/s320/P1040117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075135029613106930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6Aa5M7FvI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mXeXnBeOeQI/s320/P1040120.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075135746872645394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6BEpM7FxI/AAAAAAAAAf8/DTR2nBMPKy8/s320/P1040127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075135901491468066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6BNpM7FyI/AAAAAAAAAgE/TFbnaAVvYU4/s320/P1040128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-297001363236222632?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/297001363236222632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/297001363236222632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-15-june-waited-so-long-for-delay.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rm6CPpM7F2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/2dFiMGZbFaY/s72-c/P1040199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-1987145863941031666</id><published>2007-06-08T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:40:26.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Friday - 7 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st day of my leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suka2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saje nak spend time dgn family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still, I have people asking me why waste my annual leave in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wasted? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bonding &amp; being together is important. Spending quality time is essential &amp;amp; fun no matter where we are. Kan kan kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, having said that, we were at Singapore's place of attraction this afternoon where we have never been to - SNOW CITY!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Put on smelly &amp; soiled rented boots, oversized rented winter jackets, thick rented gloves, personal own snow hat &amp; left belongings in the also rented tiny $1 locker. Aimar was crying over the said things put on him. He sunk, in all of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment we entered, we went straight for the slope (like as if we have any other choice). That's about all in there actually. Apart from a pathetic kiddy slope at the corner &amp;amp; some ice carvings. Hey, but all in all, we had so much fun down the slope all together - the 6 of us. Aimar came along too. He was terrified I think. It was quite a slope. We did several rounds with an in between running back outside for room temperature. Hehe... It was -5 degree celsius tau! 1 hr later, we were standing by the counter outside choosing our photos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073682055061771954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmlW8pM7FrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/48xO6ZIAr_o/s320/SNOWall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073681204658247314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmlWLJM7FpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Iu7vsui7YSA/s320/SNOWigloo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dah puas main snow bedek, we ate at Ayer Rajah Food Court.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next stop, we went to Changi Village. Nope, not to eat again. But dropped by the fishing equipment shop coz hubby wanted to buy me a new set of rod. Yipee!! Though I can't find the full set of my favourite colour, I'm contented with what I got. Can't wait to '&lt;em&gt;sun-tan shing'&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 4 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Off day. Like any other lazy non working day, we woke up late. Bangkit (word lama sey) jek tros gi uma Ibu ate lunch. While I was yelling over (aka helping Ibu jaga-ing..hehe) the 4 kids, hubby asked if we would want to go fishing. Since my patience were getting thinner, I enthusiastically agreed, in hope that the kids will tone down. Lightly packed or I must say a tak cukup perkakas fishing trip, we headed to Bedok Jeti. And I knew that we were so ready to return home or maybe ended hanging around watching people, when we realized, we don't even have a pre-done &lt;em&gt;perambut. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to hubby's &amp; my mini caviling, a kind or shall I say an eavesdropping uncle actually pointed to a trolley pulling apek at the other end of the bridge, who sells the fishing line. YEAY!! Bought 4 lines for $6. Tamban fishing begins. 43 in almost 2 hours, we headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Goreng ikan garing garing as it goes....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073671613996275282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmlNc5M7FlI/AAAAAAAAAec/BytxaU1_s2s/s320/P1040083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Si nelayan kecik&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073671906054051426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmlNt5M7FmI/AAAAAAAAAek/ByUmk-BAfFU/s320/P1040086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimar picked up all the fishes to the plastic bag pasar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073672120802416242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmlN6ZM7FnI/AAAAAAAAAes/5NFFGEmMmbM/s320/P1040089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4 at a go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-1987145863941031666?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1987145863941031666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1987145863941031666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-7-june-1st-day-of-my-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmlW8pM7FrI/AAAAAAAAAfM/48xO6ZIAr_o/s72-c/SNOWall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-1883395325794616381</id><published>2007-06-04T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T01:00:35.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 3 J&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;une&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lambat tol tunggu hubby balik soccer. Lepas tu kelam kabut. To begin the busy &amp; hectic Sunday, I fast game ironed the baju2. We dressed to Karim's place 1st at Woodlands before tailing the entourage to Ayu's place at Toh Guan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072226733349840354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQrVxWOpeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/L24iGBSvH38/s320/P1040042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ni lah rupa candid groom. Tu nasib tak nampak tangan kanan pegang rokok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072227081242191346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQrqBWOpfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/QSUDCeZMfQA/s320/P1040057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emi &amp; Ayu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072227265925785090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQr0xWOpgI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JJcu2DyDpyw/s320/P1040059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ni case pengantin gaduh. HAHA. Dua2 tutup mata lak tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072227454904346130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQr_xWOphI/AAAAAAAAAdc/4RzxniwM-vk/s320/P1040062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the same place, Abg Ayu &amp; wife.&lt;/p&gt;It was past 3pm when I looked at the time. Rushed madness to Tamp for my cousin's wedding. Sempat sang one song with Ayah before we made a move to Herni's &amp;amp; Inn's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRBtBWOplI/AAAAAAAAAd8/4d2zXN1-R7M/s1600-h/P1040075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072251322037610066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRBtBWOplI/AAAAAAAAAd8/4d2zXN1-R7M/s320/P1040075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IBU!!! Love you love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072253770168968834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRD7hWOpoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/2t6TR_z_Hwo/s320/P1040072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adik feeling MAMAT (geli lah dik!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRBXBWOpjI/AAAAAAAAAds/6u8DNm4c4jQ/s1600-h/P1040067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072250944080487986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRBXBWOpjI/AAAAAAAAAds/6u8DNm4c4jQ/s320/P1040067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beloved hubby!!! My happiness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRBNBWOpiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nRHKc_acLgo/s1600-h/P1040068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072250772281796130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRBNBWOpiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nRHKc_acLgo/s320/P1040068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to squeezed time to go home, shower &amp; changed. By the time we reached, Yan &amp;amp; Munira were already there. Baby Noushin was sleeping so soundly. Pretty mummy Herni dah sihat. Alhamdulillah. At near 9pm, we left new mother &amp; baby to rest. All of us ended at Teh Tarik Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRB0xWOpmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/K7zWNe_mmJY/s1600-h/P1040077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072251455181596258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRB0xWOpmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/K7zWNe_mmJY/s320/P1040077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Father mithali.... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072251579735647858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmRB8BWOpnI/AAAAAAAAAeM/kHxpER_dFYM/s320/P1040080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Noushin Reyhana borned on 28 May at 1758pm weighing at 3.185kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 2 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On duty with Darsny &amp; Ida. How wonderful. The day passed so fast chatting with them the whole time. Ish, kalau da gerek, banyak tol citer nak di-discuss-kan. Hehe.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I lazily strolled home at the strike of 5pm. Lengit sey work on Saturday. Balik jek lelap mata for 10mins. Hubby nyer jahat, dier &amp;amp; Aimar watched DVD bukak sebesar besarnyer suara. Feeling wayang pon takyah over pe. In the end, I joined them to watch marathon of the Fast &amp; Furious. It was the countless time we watched the story. Tak paham. Tapi tetap happening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;About 8pm, we got ready to go to Mak Ngah's place for my cousin's nikah. We missed the real event lah actually. When we came, all had came back pon from the girl's side. We just sat around &amp;amp; chatted with the aunts &amp; uncles. By then, it was already past 11pm. Tak larat nak sampai Woodland tempat Karim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072224865039066562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQppBWOpcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/LtXYPNtGNaw/s320/P1040034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The ever so giggly &amp; smiley mothers with their only daughters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072224985298150866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQpwBWOpdI/AAAAAAAAAc8/WJEBqxGQScA/s320/P1040035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The ever so 'tak abis2 nak buat klakar' fathers with the sons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 1 June&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hubby's last day. Hehehe... long awaited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-1883395325794616381?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1883395325794616381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1883395325794616381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunday-3-j-une-lambat-tol-tunggu-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQrVxWOpeI/AAAAAAAAAdE/L24iGBSvH38/s72-c/P1040042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3821502264118734071</id><published>2007-05-24T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:35:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 28 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So jealous!! Hubby on urgent leave. They insisted on taking the MRT to fetch me after work. Before that, we go jalan2 &amp; bought Aimar toys at Marina Square. Walked to Suntec for dinner at Pizza Hut. We bumped into abg Zico &amp; Fiza and Ah. It's been a long time since we went out together with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As time doesn't permit, we didn't go to the fountain as planned. Till next time.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 27 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since hubby had no soccer, we watched Kikin's soccer tournament at Adik's school. Craving for Mee Bakso at Hajah Maimunah, we headed for Geylang after the match. Shopping again... hehe. Along the way, we got the fabric for Hari Raya curtains. No it's not early hokay. Sewing curtains need alot of mood &amp; patience. Kwang kwang. Lengit due to the hot hot sun, we didn't follow Ibu to Whitesand. Makao, tak penat ke sey dorang ni. As usual, takleh harap asik nak tido jek, we had a nap with the kipas mengadap. So seronok you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Siap2, we left at 4pm to meet the rest at Tamp stadium for hubby's soccer match at Jalan Kayu field against Inn's. Hubby's team won. Yeay!! Dorang ade 2 Negros hokay..... But of course lah, most importantly, hubby nyer strongest supporters came along..... hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072205602110743970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQYHxWOpaI/AAAAAAAAAck/qK2A1VRxYgE/s320/P1040022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072205864103749042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQYXBWOpbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CKhw237IRCk/s320/P1040020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After match, Ayah treated us dinner at the new Satay Club City Plaza. It was so horribly disappointing. Sorry, don't think we'll ever go there again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As it was still early when we reached home, we watched Jangan Pandang Blakang vcd. So tak seram. Oh, issit becoz I was hiding behind hubby all the while!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 26 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hubby home near 4pm. The 3 of us jumped into bed for a quick nap before leaving for hubby's soccer friend wedding dinner at Tamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQVJhWOpZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/of_D3jOneyA/s1600-h/P1040014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072202333640631698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQVJhWOpZI/AAAAAAAAAcc/of_D3jOneyA/s320/P1040014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQUhxWOpYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9EL8E6E3p-0/s1600-h/P1040003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072201650740831618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQUhxWOpYI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9EL8E6E3p-0/s320/P1040003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempat posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 25 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No commission. WTF!! Whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;To make up my day, I greedily had an early dinner of ever favourite Ibu's home made epok2 sayur. I dunno why they call it such when inside its just taugeh &amp; if you are lucky, some tiny cubes of tauhu. Deng! Shall I insist on naming it epok2 taugeh instead? Anyway, Ibu cooked us mee goreng kicap, coz we were filthy hungry. Marvellous combination. Since, the next day was a Saturday, hubby suggested all to Changi Beach to relek2. After I cut hubby hair in the comfort of our own bathroom, with the newly bought gadget, we ended at Pasir Ris fishing pond instead. Aimar &amp;amp; Kikin had endless fun at the Sure Catch corner. Had to drag them home at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQN1xWOpXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-lWE70ryfng/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072194297756820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQN1xWOpXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-lWE70ryfng/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 2 White Pomfrets they caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQNwBWOpWI/AAAAAAAAAcE/N29MQrvTsko/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072194198972573026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQNwBWOpWI/AAAAAAAAAcE/N29MQrvTsko/s320/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 2 kids fighting over 1 fishing rod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday – 21 May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*Woke up at 9am to have an early start. As promised to Aimar, we had brunch at McD. We reached in time at 1100hrs for the last serving of breakfast. After, we killed time at Vivocity Giant before leaving for PSA Institute which only opened after 2pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072190483825861922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQKXxWOpSI/AAAAAAAAAbk/JRXe0EZBcvg/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Good morning, Aimar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQKdhWOpTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/wpds7Bi2vYc/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072190582610109746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQKdhWOpTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/wpds7Bi2vYc/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mama's precious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072190672804422978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQKixWOpUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fnTXvd-3NMM/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love this view from the towers in PSA Institute&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By 3.30pm, we were home. Lepak, ate &amp; played UNO with Ayah &amp;amp; Ibu. Sudden decision, we all decided to walked around Century Square at 8pm, also to have Aimar's 1st barber hair cut!! Weehee…. He look so smart now, after all those crying &amp; running away from the hairdresser. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072192167453042002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQL5xWOpVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yB8Jv6vcT_4/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 20 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday being Sunday, we only left home approx 1pm to Kak Dat’s house. I’m still terribly sleepy that I dozed off not long after I fell on Lik's bed. At 4.30pm, we went to watched Lik &amp; AP soccer match at Ahmad Ibrahim Sec Sch field. Still, I wanted to sleep really bad!! After the little cousins had their fun time, we rushed home at 10.40pm for my American Next Top Model.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072188821673518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQI3BWOpRI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PqlZajB-Uhc/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kuchi kuchi.... let me susukan Amirul...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 19 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby worked till late again. To kill time, I followed Ibu for Kikin’s soccer training at Pasir Ris Park. In line with keeping fit, I jogged 3 rounds along the approx 500metres track. Aimar did a proud full round on his own. Makao, after such a long long time, it was a damn tough one. I can’t remember when was the last time I jogged. After warming up, I joined Ibu's team for a friendly soccer match. I didn’t know this kakak2 &amp; makciks can really run &amp;amp; kick good ball. They were more semangat than I thought. While all these screaming happens (you know lah woman soccer team), the Ayahs were playing takraw in between trees.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after work, hubby met us straight there to fetch us home. Coincidently, there was also the occasional pot luck session by the mothers. Before indulging in the super spread of food, hubby was busy teaching me timbang2 bola across the sepak takraw net while Aimar ran freely around the soccer field chasing soccer balls. Haha…. Poor uncle Kikin had to do the chasing. Anyway, we were so darn tired that we went straight to bed when we reached home. Woke up at 1am for Supper at Safron. We were home by 2am. Tak tahan, so sleepy &amp;amp; lethargic….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3821502264118734071?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3821502264118734071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3821502264118734071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-28-may-so-jealous-hubby-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RmQYHxWOpaI/AAAAAAAAAck/qK2A1VRxYgE/s72-c/P1040022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3419943328645567893</id><published>2007-05-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:20:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE FCUK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'VE NVR BEEN SO FCUKING VULGAR IN MY LIFE THAN TODAY!! I'VE NVR SHOOK SO BADLY IN ANGER. THAT ASSHOLE FREAKING DRIVE ME UP THE WALL!! WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE THINKING!!?? YOU HATE PPL WHO GO AGAINST YOU, BUT YOU JUST HAVE TO FCUKING PROVOKE PPL &amp; SPOIL THEIR DAY. WHAT DO YOU EXACTLY WANT FILTHY BITCH!!?? MIRROR YOURSELF!! DO WHAT YOU PREACHED. WHAT DID YOU SAY? 'IF WE ARE NOT HAPPY, COME TO YOU DIRECT' HELLOOOOO, DO YOU THINK WE ARE STUPID?? NO USE, NO USE FCUKING HELL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ARGH!! KEEP THIS IN MIND, "TO GAIN RESPECT IS ALSO TO GIVE RESPECT" -PERIOD-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3419943328645567893?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3419943328645567893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3419943328645567893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-fcuk.html' title='WHAT THE FCUK!!'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-6360290867634991247</id><published>2007-05-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:38:54.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 16 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dinner was at Breeks this time with Kye &amp; Sid. I promise I'll never step foot again in that restaurant. The food suxx big time. I really wonder what crazy mixture of ingredients they had inside. Oh btw, it was Beef Lasagne I'm talking about. Gosh, I regretted every single bit of what I'd put in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065915437542489442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk2_QATjPWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DdemaMxd9pQ/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ok ok appetizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065915562096541042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk2_XQTjPXI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VSfZ8ocDkCk/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;CRAPpy Beef Lasagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the disastrous dinner, we took the MRT to PS. Kye got her Andersen's while I craved for Sticky Chewy Chocolate at Swensen's. We walked all the way to Kye's room at Rendezvous Hotel. Her wedding pictures were 1st class. We love all of it. Kye caught me by surprise with the Thank You gift for the little help I managed on her wedding day. I'm so so touched. Thank you so much for the Ferrero Rocher &amp; Swensen's voucher. I can go buy myself 10 tubs of Sticky Chewy Choc with it!!! Weeeheee..... thank you thank you again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065915690945559938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk2_ewTjPYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/f9ArEgKsDs4/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Super kick of the day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065921184208731554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk3EegTjPaI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3L8pGXa4OCA/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Kye with my Thank You gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 14 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day&lt;br /&gt;Tiring today, I experienced a hectic housewife job. It's crazily more tiring than working in a stressful office. I started with washing 3 trips of laundry, vacuum &amp;amp; mopping, dusting, re-arranging, changing bedsheets while toggling with a toddler, darling Aimar - fed him, bathed him, kemas his super berserak toys &amp; finally, he forced me to arrange his plastic bowling pins. It's damn tiring hokay!! Who says being a housewife is easy. Ouh, no no, that will never deter my goal of being one in future!! Hahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 13 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all beautiful mothers-to-be, mothers grand-mothers, great-grand-mothers, mothers-in-law etc etc... Love all of you!!&lt;br /&gt;Today started with me tailing my parents to Geylang, after a long time. A rare Sunday to be up so early in the morning. Had breakfast at Hajah Maimunah. Thereafter was a hole in my pocket. I shopped like crazy. All things were shouting cheap cheap cheap!! Pheww.... if I were to go Geylang often, my salary would not last any longer than a week. The things I bought went a long list down. 10 tops, 2 pair of shoes &amp;amp; a new telekung. Enough!! Eh, but it doesn't cost much though. Anyway, I'm a happy lady for that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Had 1hr nap with Aimar &amp; hubby before going to Queensway shopping mall with family. Ayah, Adik &amp;amp; Ibu wanted to find soccer boots. Yes, IBU!! Sejak2 Ibu da ade team sendiri ni kan.... Since me &amp; hubby had nothing much to look for, we kept ourselves bz with munchies - pearl milk tea, cupcorn, ice-cream then rice crackers.&lt;br /&gt;To end the Mother's Day celebration with Ibu, we treated Ibu dinner at ECP. We had a funny &amp;amp; weird mixture of BBQ chicken, satay, marvelicious Gong Gong &amp; mutton chop. Saw Enab there with family.&lt;br /&gt;Full blasted tummy, we reached home in time for Man U match at 10pm. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065908999386512690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk25ZQTjPTI/AAAAAAAAAac/u-Z3NvKMmag/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065909128235531586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk25gwTjPUI/AAAAAAAAAak/nDsV5KFPa0Y/s320/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065909209839910226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk25lgTjPVI/AAAAAAAAAas/IugkzBlp99E/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 12 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm at work, Ibu was on her way to VivoCity GV with 3 kids to watch Spiderman 3 organized by my company. Had to work, so I have sent them using the tix. Thanx to darling Bam2 whom had fetched Ibu &amp; made sure they got to the destination &amp;amp; felt comfortable. Also thanx to Zah for being around &amp; spending time talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;After the show, hubby fetched them before fetching me from work. Within 15 mins, we were sitting at Bedok Corner eating a plate of not fresh Gong Gong. Cheater!!&lt;br /&gt;After Maghrib, we left for MIL Mother's Day celebration. We reached Bilal Restaurant 1st. But the crowd was overwhelming. The restaurant was full, and there was a long long queue outside. We called others to cancel the plan there. Left with not much options, all agreed for ex-Bistari at Bukit Batok. After dinner, we lepak at Kak Dat's house. Some of us watched Qabil Kushry Qabil Igam. Not very impressive, but quite a good one. I almost teared infront of everybody. Sedih banget!! We returned home near 2am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065907762435931378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk24RQTjPPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/zQrAh6G4DuA/s320/P1030846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; 9 out of 15 Paternal Cousins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065907994364165378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk24ewTjPQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/TUDhbEINwWc/s320/P1030847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mothers of One Son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065908204817562898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk24rATjPRI/AAAAAAAAAaM/gvq1y-UcTGU/s320/P1030849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065908325076647202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk24yATjPSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/DPhusvI8ud4/s320/P1030852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mak with the funny tasting Mother's Day yam cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 10 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time of the year again... to check out a new handphone. Right after work, we headed straight to TM. We studied a few options through the showcase window. There were not much of such that suited our criteria. Anyway, hubby insisted on a flip one. Eventually, we ended with Motorola Maxx V6 in our hands. I love it so much!! (though it's hubby's) haha.. there's Sudoku installed in it....... K gonna continue my game..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064390370701406898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkhUNbmQ8rI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/z8sg7lQK5WI/s320/Maxx_phoneselect.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-6360290867634991247?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/6360290867634991247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/6360290867634991247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/05/wednesday-16-may-dinner-was-at-breeks.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rk2_QATjPWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DdemaMxd9pQ/s72-c/DSC00168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4291414200866415164</id><published>2007-05-09T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:04:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday – 7 May&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day. Did the heap of laundry in the morning. Merrill Lynch was driving me crazy. Office kept on calling me for this &amp; that. I almost went back to work in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily not, I accompanied Ibu to pay bills &amp; walked around TM - AGAIN! You must be saying, "Tak bosan ke?" Kwang kwang.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 6 May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Met Din &amp; Jas at Banquet bedok for lunch. In the hot afternoon sun, we did mini Shopping. Finally, we found a classy Nike mini soccer ball for Aimar at the Royal Sporting House. Been looking for a nice coloured one for quite a while. Since the parking coupon was overly expired, we headed home at 5pm &amp; nap till 8pm. Woke up for maggie mee while watching Over the Hedge vcd followed by Arsenal vs Chelsea soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 5 May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Werk. *After Maghrib, we went to Baby Hyperstore at Ubi to check out Aimar new pram. But nothing facinated me. Therefore, we called Ibu &amp; asked her along to TM - Toy’s R Us. There, we bought Aimar's 3rd pram, blow up boxing figure thingy &amp; a toy car with lights. Since it's late, our last resort was the nearby KFC. Then drove to Salihin Rest to buy Ayah nasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday – 4 May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Annual store room cleaning. Discard all past documents. Dusty &amp; sweaty, most of us took refuge under the hot shower. All cleaned &amp; sparkling, we headed for Lau Pa Sat on Boss tab. By the time food arrive, it was 10+pm. I was so gelisah. Waited almost half hour for no cab. All because blardy idiot available cab drivers just passed us. Either they were waiting for midnight charge or call cab. I hated all of them. Reached home midnight. Aimar &amp; hubby were still up. Changed &amp;amp; joined hubby watch Bujang Senang vcd before going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062592372837249682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHw8LmQ8pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-Y3Pftt4LGk/s320/P1030838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 girls supper out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062592497391301282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHxDbmQ8qI/AAAAAAAAAZs/6eDUfCXbp2Q/s320/P1030842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guessed these cost almost whopping $500!! I really don't want to comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 1 May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;At first, I was frantically looking for replacements to go to Wings concert, since we were still not quite well yet. Unfortunately, nobody were able at the last minute. So, with heavy feelings, we left Aimar with Ibu. It was PH - Labour Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, in the morning, I managed to cook us brunch while hubby spring cleaned the house. We rested for a while before getting ready to leave at 4pm. DXO esplanade was the place. Kiasuism killed my feet. Not blessed with height, we had to come in from the start, to choup a stage-viewable place. I freaking stood for 4hrs before Wings emerged at 9pm!!! By then, I had fidgeted for the million time. But, the live view of my UNCLE AWIE paid it all....... Gosh, how I fell in love with his voice. His final performance was the expected goosebump lullaby, SEJATI!!&lt;br /&gt;I thrusted myself out of the place the moment he said 'Good night'. I slumped myself at the nearest grass patch &amp; took out my shoes. My feet ached with major record. I almost swore not to attend another standing concert. With the most empty stomach, we ended up for a quick dinner at Makansutra. What a tiring evening out...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062577903092429314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHjx7mQ8gI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TW45THZPjPo/s320/P1030776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Guess what? She stood smack infront of probably 100 sitting audiences. Nak rock pon takyah melampau pe. Sot aku rasa budak ni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062582047735870018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHnjLmQ8kI/AAAAAAAAAY8/fURlP6PgmQI/s320/P1030783.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;This was a bunch of scary &amp; overly dressed head banging mat rock tak kena tempat. They were the only 6 guys among 500 audiences who were doing earthquake to their brains. We just gawked at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062578379833799186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHkNrmQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAYk/4O_2lJf4Z7M/s320/P1030786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1 of the 8 performers before Wings - Yakamashii. Funny thing was, the organizer had cleverly arranged the quality of the bands in ascending order. From a boring 1st group to a very happening 8th group. Of coz, nothing beats Wings!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062579543769936418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHlRbmQ8iI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9NEQiKDHNro/s320/P1030794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, the irritating host of the day. I'm sure you know this emo guy's name. Super wannabe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try harder, dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062580797900386866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHmabmQ8jI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Y9EEJd9oK7w/s320/P1030816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ever-so-macho Uncle Awie!! His voice just melts me..... be it rock or sentimental. Too bad he's fatter now. But who gives a crap, I adore him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062588863848968786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHtv7mQ8lI/AAAAAAAAAZE/pF-0jFztO7A/s320/P1030822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dua budak ni promote VCD Wings live at KL - Orange Club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062589280460796514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHuILmQ8mI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2fWwp31VXJ8/s320/P1030823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dating for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062589688482689650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHuf7mQ8nI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RFd0De6q6lE/s320/P1030828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mamat2 rockers tak jadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062589813036741250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHunLmQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAZc/R3pIdpw-788/s320/P1030831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ntah ape2 ntah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 30 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Still sick!!! Me &amp; hubby on MC. I jz lay down the whole day. Hubby was stronger than me. By evening he was well. Later, he went to carwash with some frenz till late night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 29 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;No plans. Anyway, hubby &amp; me were too sick to go out. Hubby even cancelled his initial plan to accompany Ayah, Adik &amp;amp; Kikin to watch soccer at padang 3. In the end, kite anak branak accompanied Ibu. We just baring sane baring sini from 4pm till at night. All we could &amp; able to do was, had vcd marathon until ayah reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 28 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I was so happy, Aimar recovered a little. We then decided to go out for dinner, also to celebrate hubby belated bday &amp;amp; ayah advance bday, we went to eat Chilli Crab at Kampung Chai Chee restaurant due to adik much pestering. Equiped with a plastic bag full of socks, we planned to play bowling after that. But to Kikin ultimate disappointment, me &amp; hubby could feel the cold sweat thingy. Probably we got it from darling baby..... Urghhhh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 25 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;He was still on high fever, so I took half day morning to take care of him. Anyway, didn't have much sleep, caring over Aimar the whole night, sponging him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 24 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Since last evening, Aimar hasn't been well. Today, I left office at 1630hrs. Ibu called panicking coz Aimar fever had reached 40 deg. I rushed him to our family GP. As I was alone &amp;amp; there was no parking, I resorted to heavy vehicle lot nearby. Darn, fined $50!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 22 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Speedy Gonzales house clean up before Din &amp; Mamak arrived at 2pm. Yah also came about the same time - with the biggest grin - to collect her new PSP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embarrasingly, Din &amp;amp; Mamak, came with tonnes of food. They had generously bought food &amp; brought it along. Kesian tgk tetamu makan tapao food. Sorry2, next time I cook ok.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, alongside with Karaoke session, we had gift exchange before hubby &amp;amp; Jas. Din &amp; Jas gave apek a new Sony Ericsson Bluetooth. THANK YOU so much!!! He simply loved it. Our turn, we handed Jas Creative MP3. Nice job Din &amp;amp; I did. Got the hint2 from our spouses &amp; went to spill the wants to the other couple. Here we go, presents they craved for a very long time. It so hard to stop them mentioning &amp;amp; buying it!! Anyway, thank you guys!!! *!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 21 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals. Taklimat at 10am. My blardy turn was only at 8pm. I had wasted damn 10hours waiting in pure agony &amp; major sleepyness. I could have made a roundtrip back to KL with that time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excuse - I crushed it!! I lost my mood, I lost my energy, I lost interest &amp;amp; resulting major lost of concentration - finally sprang lost my freaking voice. Sorry Ayah to have disappoint you. You were so good. Till next time...... Oh, did I tell you, I only reached home at midnight!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062544535491506626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHFbrmQ8cI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dk_xfgEwoz8/s320/P1030752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062546360852607442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHHF7mQ8dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/K6E6yKVgiz0/s320/P1030757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062546549831168482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHHQ7mQ8eI/AAAAAAAAAYM/xp_VAlLYrmM/s320/P1030766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 20 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;My BIL - Lique had to work at Changi Prison on Sat, so he had bunked over at my house. Hubby as usual, entertained him with his PS2. Whereas I kept myself busy, ferrying bajus to &amp; fro Ibu house, to show Ayah on my outfits. Nothing I really liked. But I had to resort to matching baju datin with Ayah's shirt for tomorrow's event. I think I slept well without even going through the lyrics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 15 Apr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Continuation from previous.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With just 1 hr of sleep, hubby left at around 8am for his routine soccer games on Sundays. Sanggup sak!! Even when hubby reached home, most of us has woken up but haven't freshen up. EEE..... After much persuasion, 1 after another took a bath for brunch at Afghanistan Rest. The moment we return, all went into dreamland again till dawn!!! Ngantuk giler nyer.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed Khai &amp;amp; Amir thank-you-lunch. Sorry babe. I hope to see you soon. Anyway, congratulation again....... perfect couple, perfect timing, perfect wedding...... enjoy your honeymoon period.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4291414200866415164?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4291414200866415164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4291414200866415164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-7-may-off-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RkHw8LmQ8pI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-Y3Pftt4LGk/s72-c/P1030838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-8174051588560006380</id><published>2007-04-17T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:29:44.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 14 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were at Lagun Sari Restaurant Bukit Timah Plaza by afternoon. Quickly set up ou reception table as guests were expected to arrive at 12pm &amp; some had actually stood infront of us staring at the unmade table!! Toggling between handing out berkats, signing the guest book &amp;amp; taking every guests pictures were no easy task. But GeeHee &amp; me survived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I heard the Kompang, I started to tear &amp;amp; the moment we saw Khai &amp; Amir from afar, GeeHee, Kye's mum &amp;amp; me burst! We were laughing at ourselves &amp; passing tissues at the same time. We became so emotional!! Oh, how we love her.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060014864178672050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjItbmQ8bI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qmBKf5j5M1E/s320/P1030702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Receptionists for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060013313695478098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjHTLmQ8VI/AAAAAAAAAXE/PlW4DWtuvKw/s320/P1030728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Amir Karol Novota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060013498379071842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjHd7mQ8WI/AAAAAAAAAXM/FfRNF56nVPM/s320/P1030730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The balance 3 of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060013768962011506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjHtrmQ8XI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DJdCdoY4vaY/s320/P1030731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Handsome Groom &amp; Gorgeous Bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060014481926582674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjIXLmQ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pd8SjnsfvpA/s320/P1030741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060014700969914786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjIj7mQ8aI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ua49aj0dQXo/s320/P1030745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Long lost friend, Suhaila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh btw, I met Suhaila (Apit's ex). I was so happy to see her. The last time we went out together was like 5yrs ago. We caught up with bitter past &amp; contented present stories. Goodness, you know what? I just found out another heart scorching story of my life. I really can't thank God enough for what He had shown me &amp;amp; made him my past. God made me go through the toughest phase of my life &amp; replaced me with hubby to let me have the sweetest journey after. I don't know what I'll become if I didn't meet hubby. It's fate, it's destiny, it's God's will. Thank you again........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: Thanx Iyas for sending us home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment I reached home, I collapsed. My body were screaming tired. Showered &amp;amp; rested for a while before calling all cousins. Nora's birthday chalet at Downtown East. Waited for princess Emie to reach all the way from west, only to leave home at 11pm. So semangat, equiped with overnite bag &amp; PS2, we squeezed in 1 car, to spend the night there. Shocked &amp;amp; not liking what we saw, we walked off without telling her. Her bunch of friends, boyfriend &amp; herself had 'chased' us away with their attitude &amp;amp; condition. Sorry dear, not the kind of people we are keen to miggle with. Long gone the days. You shall enjoy it with your friends, but not with us around. Argh, that aside, we went straight to Safra. More laughter &amp; peace, 6 of us played a round of bowling each. Gosh, THAT was fun!! Following that, supper till 3am at Teh Tarik Restaurant before all seek refuge at my cute home. Played UNO &amp;amp; some on PS2, I was the first to sleep at 4+am whereas the rest slept at 6.30am!! Major wreck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 13 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time flies.... it's my 4th yr being a wife already. So fast!! I can still remember vividly how I met, fell in love &amp; date with hubby. Now, I'm a happy 4 yrs old wife. I'll continue praying for more greater years together with you, hubby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday being Friday, I had to work late &amp;amp; only reached home at 9pm. Dragged my lazy ass home in a cab. Rested for a while, before decided to have a mini night out - pool at ECP. Waited for Lik to come by &amp; adik to reach home from work, all squeezed in 1 car at 11pm. Met Babot straight at carpark &amp;amp; ate at McD before played lousy pool till 2am **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 12 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's Khai &amp; Amir Novota solemnization &amp;amp; I took leave. But due to unforseen circumstances, I was held up at home. So I killed the day doing laundry. Later, I happened to step on my The Sims, enough to waste my bloody leave on it the whole afternoon. DUH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday - 11 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HUBBY!! As much said, you are entering another chapter of life - where your age escalates, travelling as fast as sound. Also, the era of life where you are happily settled into, of what you have never imagined would be in, 10yrs ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, being weekday, we had decided to postpone the celebration. Instead, we went to fetch AP from Kak Dat's house at 10pm. And so we spent the weekday night chatting away till over 1am.&lt;/div&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/22820239-8174051588560006380?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8174051588560006380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8174051588560006380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/04/saturday-14-apr-we-were-at-lagun-sari.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RjjItbmQ8bI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qmBKf5j5M1E/s72-c/P1030702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-2759451586157798984</id><published>2007-04-09T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:34:10.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday - 9 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our Sales Summit 2007. I was up &amp; early for it. Had breakfast at the canteen before proceeding to the Grand Ballroom. I must say it was a motivational seminar for all the sales team. Besides, food was absolutely marvelous. I think I ate 6 times today (&amp;amp; have to starve for another 1 month!!). The seminar adjourned at 4pm. We took another coffee break before calling it a day &amp; continuing with office work till 7pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051462733411298834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhpml50arhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JCaNJNY-s5w/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The varieties of drinks I had one go. Tsk tsk tsk....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051462866555285026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhpmtp0ariI/AAAAAAAAAW0/U4Fd6aLthpI/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooppss ter-blur lak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051463051238878770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhpm4Z0arjI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ma9dchaDrHA/s320/sales+summit+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We always have time for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 8 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Totally composed, I woke up at 7.45am. Out by 8.30am. Only Ayah &amp; me went ahead 1st for the taklimat &amp;amp; whatever not. Only after soccer will hubby join us with Ibu. I was so shocked on my all-so-relax self. I didn't know why I didn't even have the little shiver running down my spine. I remembered being so shaky to sing at an orang kahwin recently. Gosh, this is a competition. But Alhamdulillah, I pulled it through, enjoying it. Even more, wanting so much to do it for the 2nd time. I think, it's because of a duet # &amp; I have Ayah together on stage with me. Haha... My 1st major attempt &amp;amp; I really enjoyed it so much. Who cares if I don't sound like Dayang Nurfaizah. At least, I have couple of thumbs up from the audiences when I walked down. Hehehehe..... Tak mengharap, we shall just wait for the results to be posted. Totally fine if I didn't go through. It's the satisfaction that counts. K, see the moments I had on stage.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051454272325725586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhpe5Z0arZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kjcAf9T-YW4/s320/P1030678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; The taklimat room. We were among the punctual ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051456720457084402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhphH50arfI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ynzQWdL12C8/s320/P1030679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our welcoming sarapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051457205788388866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhphkJ0argI/AAAAAAAAAWk/0v6RxbxrBW4/s320/P1030680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wah wah wah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051454465599253922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpfEp0araI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-AL9Y9o1QTU/s320/P1030682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A petite 15 yrs old boy singing my favourite, Sejarah Mungkin Berulang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051454753362062786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpfVZ0arcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B8NtdNFv-Ls/s320/P1030686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayahandaku doing his solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051455990312644050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpgdZ0ardI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uIwda3rQgpI/s320/P1030695.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeng Jeng Jeng..... Persembahkan, pasangan ayah &amp; anak. Fewittt.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051456144931466722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpgmZ0areI/AAAAAAAAAWU/TCXIwJfDAtk/s320/P1030699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, my strongest supporters!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 7 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ordered home delivery for KFC chicken set before hubby left for his soccer match. I bathed &amp; we drove to SIA trng ctr field. The weather was perfect &amp;amp; the place was very convenient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051450853531757954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpbyZ0arYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ilzsonIfBJQ/s320/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After soccer, we went to Al Kader coffee shop with Din for the mission. Terima kasih Din !! Our mission accomplished. I presented hubby with his advance birthday gift - a new travel PS2 game set. All thanks to the secret me &amp; Din had put together. Baguslah tu, present gift dalam plastic merah at a kedai kopi. What crap!! But nvm, knowing hubby, he will appreciate the thing inside the box more than anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051450707502869874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhpbp50arXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Qyd_ZdBPpfM/s320/P1030676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 6 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay! Holiday. Slept for only 3hrs, I woke up to the extreme humidity in the tent. Sarapan by the beach, chatted &amp; played another rounds of UNO before leaving at near afternoon (ni kes kemaruk coz I just found the deck from deep down in 1 of my closets). We couldn't stand the sun any longer. Despite the super lengit-ness, hubby &amp;amp; me divided house chores. I changed &amp; washed the bedsheet while hubby scrubbed 3 standing fan &amp;amp; toilets. Drained, we took a nap till 3pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We waited for Inn &amp; Herni at their block but they did not come down for quite awhile. So we decided to go ahead 1st to Munira &amp;amp; Yan's place for their daugther's 4th birthday party. Before that, we did little marketing at nearby Sheng Shiong. I'm cooking simple lontong goreng for my in laws later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051438844803198242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpQ3Z0arSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/SpFcPnVEQM4/s320/P1030664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camwhoring in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051438977947184434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpQ_J0arTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CJq6K2hocZk/s320/P1030667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aik, Aimar the only boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051439128271039810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpRH50arUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JA7HKFDDUW0/s320/P1030668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mummies &amp; Daddies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051439304364698962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpRSJ0arVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XBXZ9bFjxa0/s320/P1030673.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The beautiful mummy to be &amp; me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051439398853979490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RhpRXp0arWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/pWwt-C9A0Mw/s320/P1030675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mummy Nir X 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Didn't realize the time had passed so fast &amp; we were still sitting at Yan's house at 8+pm when my in laws will be coming at 9pm. 5 minutes after we stepped in, they arrived. I have yet to prepare the ingredients. I was so kelam kabut. Lucky the much waited Muzika Extravaganza wasn't that great. Anyway, all left ard 11pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 5 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As expected, eve of any holiday will be disaster. I stayed till 9pm to finish up my work before calling it a day. Lucky our dinner with JL was cnxld. At home, we waited for adik to come home before leaving for Pasir Ris Park together right after PB. By the time we stopped by 7-11 &amp;amp; all, we arrived at 1am to join the family. Little that we know, there was a condorned area not far from us. Apparently, 2 teenagers were drowned while swimming. Police were called in the evening. While we sat playing UNO, we saw a few ambulances &amp; several other govt vehicles left at 4am to no avail. Devastating atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051410721357343986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rho3SZ0arPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/gGOAtMsLf4Q/s320/P1030651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-2759451586157798984?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/2759451586157798984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/2759451586157798984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-9-apr-our-sales-summit-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhpml50arhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JCaNJNY-s5w/s72-c/DSC00128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3399034908634847464</id><published>2007-04-07T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T15:20:00.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 1 Apr&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, hubby &amp; adik couldn't wake up for soccer. I forced myself up to watch Amazing race at 11am. I literally had to pull hubby out of bed at 2pm for Rafiqi’s birthyday party. When I came home, I was so shocked to find Ibu’s main door at it’s worst state. The stench in the house was unbelievable. I sat to hear the whole unfortunately incident. CD men &amp; policemen had to barged in answering to a phone call from we don’t know whom. I must thank the person who had quickly report seeing thick smoke from the kitchen window I guess. I could imagine if the kind soul didn’t. The cost of a new main door + a new cooker hood would never be compared to the phone call away to the quick response of the fire alert team. Lucky though only the meat &amp; pot had turned into ashes. Every else intact. Alhamdulillah. After dinner, we ended the night playing Monopoly till midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 31 Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Inter-department Bowling Tournament. Were suppose to meet all at 10am LJS Marina Square. I was held up waiting for Ibu to come back &amp; handover Aimar. I assume it was late &amp;amp; had a quick breakfast at home instead. We had a few rounds of warm ups before the comp started. Not bad huh, we came in 5th out of 8 teams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050574156217363554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc-b50arGI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZpCv4_YUr9s/s320/P1030620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My best office buddy aka Bowling Manager for the day &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050574259296578674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc-h50arHI/AAAAAAAAATc/ku6Fb4fvYjY/s320/P1030621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posing in the empty alley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050574401030499458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc-qJ0arII/AAAAAAAAATk/Gdu_GwzV6jw/s320/P1030623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kak Gils ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050574688793308306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc-650arJI/AAAAAAAAATs/HF7jA347LYA/s320/P1030629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kak Habsah, Ice, Itot &amp; me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050574800462458018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc_BZ0arKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AeoiAXAoEKM/s320/P1030632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, that's my all girls team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050574937901411506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc_JZ0arLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ktQaxAmXJik/s320/P1030637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Relax ar muka....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050575066750430402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc_Q50arMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5xmLxQjBJis/s320/P1030646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ROCK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050575156944743634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc_WJ0arNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tonuN8hfBv0/s320/P1030647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They won the best dressed team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050575242844089570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc_bJ0arOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/-k2ZsZ4rAdA/s320/P1030648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We won also, but for the best chearing team. Haha. aka the noisiest team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bla bla bla, I left for darlings by 5pm. Met them at Pasir Ris MRT and walk to LJS century square. Lapar giler sey. Mama &amp; family came at 8pm. They had to wake us up from deep nap. Hehe. Sat around till midnight before Emie reached my home at 1am. Quickly,we left for Safra. But only enough time for 1 game till the place closed at 2.30am. We saw a soccer table &amp; had many rounds of it before leaving the place. More fun than bowling itself coz we were laughing &amp; perspiring like crazy. We then had supper at Safron till 4am. By the time we reached home, hubby &amp; me can't seem to sleep, so we chatted till 5am. This hubby of mine continued with his PS2. Ishk.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday – 29 Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The 3rd bowling practise for me before the 'tournament'. My jealous adik came along, together with Sherlina, Kak Mala &amp; Kak Niza. Opposite there was a pool place. Sempat drop by jap before rushed home at 9.30pm for Prison Break. There at the void deck, hubby sat with Din &amp;amp; Haidar - catching up with old men stories. Hehehehe.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;shy;Tuesday – 27 Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Bowling after work with Kak Habsah, Kak Mala &amp; Kak Niza – all the kakaks in the office. K, this time not so bad. I did Turkey, mind you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY – 26 Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surgery, it's Ibu's review. All of us were on leave for the fun of it-also after a long day at the Zoo. As planned, since the last visit, we ate at Banquet. Of coz, I went for the carrot cake. We had to rush thru lunch as Ibu had to fetch Iman from school. I accompanied hubby to the doc for 10mins &amp; got ourselves booked for no coupon. ARGH! Non of us remembered. I think we took it was weekend. Duh! NVM, we then left feeling enraged to the optician to replenish our disposable contact lens. Later at night after Maghrib, hubby &amp;amp; I suggested bowling at Safra. But to our disappointment, the whole alley was booked for a league. Since were we out, we headed for the nearest bowl at ECP. I was horrible!! Also like the zoo, the last time I played bowling was 5yrs ago. Shucks! Anyway, we were starving &amp; decided to have dinner at ECP Lagoon. Adik was frantically calling for us to come home at 11+pm coz he was lonely at home. Hehe..... Jealous lah tu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNDAY – 25 Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The last time I went to the Zoo was like years ago. Probably say 5yrs. And so we left for it again only in the afternoon. After Kikin came back from Madrasah. Fuh, punyalah lengit walking around in the hot sun. We only managed half of it though. By then, it's almost closing time. With Cik Acad, we decided to eat at Jalan Kayu before heading home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050567761011059746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc4np0arCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/M11695E9WOc/s320/P1030541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050567889860078642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc4vJ0arDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/V0iUdnU4r6o/s320/P1030549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050568194802756674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc5A50arEI/AAAAAAAAATE/MV1MHbd7Kwc/s320/P1030588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050568349421579346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc5J50arFI/AAAAAAAAATM/EtLG7mes-yY/s320/P1030597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nirsha.multiply.com"&gt;www.nirsha.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3399034908634847464?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3399034908634847464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3399034908634847464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/04/sunday-1-apr-as-expected-hubby-adik.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rhc-b50arGI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZpCv4_YUr9s/s72-c/P1030620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-7781630036335315298</id><published>2007-03-26T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:16:50.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Ayah sent me to werk, I prepared all the things for the evening. Ironed hubby's clothes, Aimar's necessities &amp; wrapped Syaif present. Unlike other Saturdays, hubby reached home at almost 5pm. Can't fetch me in time as planned. So I fought my desire for cab home, I walked to the MRT. Reached home at 6pm, changed &amp;amp; we headed to Pasir Ris Park to fetch Aimar from Ibu. Scrubbed him from his perspire after playing ball, at the public water pipe. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046187790028720946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgepDyaTSzI/AAAAAAAAASY/1vLOLB-Weyo/s320/P1030530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, we rushed to Downtown East Chalet for Md Syaif Al Din's 1st birthday party! We were extremely late. Only reached at almost 8pm after waited impatiently for a parking space outside for almost half hour. Chatted, ate &amp; took turns chasing after Aimar &amp;amp; a rubber ball till 11pm, when it started to drizzle. We saw pre thunder lightning, when we decided it's best to start moving home before the rain start to pour. And yes, I only managed to run with Aimar till the shelter while hubby ran in the heavy drizzle to fetch the car. Luckily, hubby managed to reach the carpark across the street in time for the super madness rain. And so the rain put us to deep sleep at 1am. **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046187936057609026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgepMSaTS0I/AAAAAAAAASg/1p76B8qQqvs/s320/P1030535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046188043431791442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgepSiaTS1I/AAAAAAAAASo/mqghSlp1XDc/s320/P1030533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 22 Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feeling tai2 for the day, met Linda at Far East Plaza for our 1st Spa Massage together. Before that, we went to fill up at the popular Ayam Penyet stall. I wasn't thrilled over the nasi ayam itself but overwhelmed &amp; contented on the Beef Bakso Soup. It was superliciously goodness. Thanks to Linda who had asked for refill - I wouldn't even think of that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046181648225487618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgejeSaTSwI/AAAAAAAAASA/vERkNyau0gQ/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Check out the delicious Beef Bakso Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046181734124833554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgejjSaTSxI/AAAAAAAAASI/w7Pl3MaK6xE/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Linda, my partner in crime for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From there, we walked all the way to Orchard Hotel Shopping Arcade. Our appointment was at 8pm &amp; we were 10 mins late! Nevermind that, I had a marvellous hard press of pleasure for 1 hour. I will never forget her name, Bee Tay. She has magical hands! My stiff neck &amp;amp; shoulders were feeling so good after.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046181820024179490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgejoSaTSyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/NpPsmebpfuA/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, in the massage room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, unexpectedly, Linda &amp; me had generously agreed &amp;amp; signed up for future 5 sessions package for ourselves. Haha..... It was cheap, mind you. S$290 nett for 5 more sessions. Immediately left home &amp;amp; I was in time to catch my Prison Break season 2 on tv!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-7781630036335315298?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7781630036335315298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7781630036335315298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-before-ayah-sent-me-to-werk-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgepDyaTSzI/AAAAAAAAASY/1vLOLB-Weyo/s72-c/P1030530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3278290066327320403</id><published>2007-03-17T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T22:00:27.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute invitation. However, we attended brother Reel &amp; Wan chalet at Aloha Pasir Ris. Met the boys at our void deck 2030hrs. Hang around, Jas &amp;amp; me get caught by the security guard in the huge children's playroom, spent time at the mini arcade, chatted at carpark &amp; finally left at 2330hrs. Hubby wanted to re-watch The Pursuit of Happyness. So we put Aimar to bed &amp;amp; watched till 3am!!!&lt;br /&gt;But it's worth every single second of the moment. I am recommending to you - A MUST WATCH movie!!! Really really really X1000 nice.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044372728259496658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE2RSaTStI/AAAAAAAAARo/9cbxnKQGDMM/s320/P1030526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044372981662567138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE2gCaTSuI/AAAAAAAAARw/32qjrmC0la4/s320/P1030528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rudely shaken when hubby opened the door at 1030hrs coming home from soccer. Ishhhh.... quickly, I got up pretending to be awake &amp; greeted hubby. Hahaha. Kemas house a little, ironed baju kurung &amp;amp; mandi. We drove quickly to fetch Mak &amp; the rest, for Abg Mahat's niece wedding at Bukit Panjang. Another convoy from mat motor. We stood around for a while &amp;amp; camwhoring before leaving to lepak at Kak Dat's house. 1st dvd movie we watched was A Night at the Museum. Hhmm, not what we expected - contrary to the ratings we get from alot of people. Nothing great, only ok. Next, Presuit of Happiness. I wasn't concentrating coz by then I was sssooo sleepy. So we left at 8pm &amp; stopped by Mamat's house to borrow some of their dvds. While hubby watched his Liverpool match, I bathed &amp;amp; hanged around for a while doing nothing. At around midnight, together with adik, we watched much talked about Blood Diamond. Good one too. Reminds me of Tears of the Sun. Too much talking though - slang I mean. And we can't really understand. Don't mention the so tak tally subtitle. Duh! Horribly sleepy, all 4 of us bunked on bed at 0200hrs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044369807681735266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEznSaTSmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eINFRPK_IOk/s320/P1030488.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousins on the speaker dancing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044369962300557938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEzwSaTSnI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/51Zy-n3Ysp0/s320/P1030497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ti &amp; Ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044370413272124034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE0KiaTSoI/AAAAAAAAARA/JKRgUjnNGNM/s320/P1030500.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044370907193363090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE0nSaTSpI/AAAAAAAAARI/6hQkWHYCydA/s320/P1030502.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ade saje tau org nak masok frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044371096171924130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE0ySaTSqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Ju6aZBt_YfA/s320/P1030513.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we thought this picture was perfect. Cik Mamat sneaking behind!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044371212136041138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE05CaTSrI/AAAAAAAAARY/GcmJGzV_xwE/s320/P1030514.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Posing punye posing, muka yah bebelang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044371345280027330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE1AyaTSsI/AAAAAAAAARg/btNK3h-D2dg/s320/P1030518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kakak ipar with adik ipar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Waited patiently for hubby &amp; he finally reached home at 4pm. Poor hubby only rested for half hour before we got dressed for town - our 1ST MOVIE TOGETHER!! Went for quick car wash, top up petrol &amp;amp; off to probably the cheapest carpark fee in town, Far East Plaze. We ate at Puncak. Filled with Honey Chicken Rice, we strolled to Cineleisure. Along the way, we stopped to window shop before going to Heeren HMV. Guess what hubby introduced me to? Drum &amp; base, house &amp;amp; dance music. Hhhmm, being Hip Hop &amp; r&amp;amp;b listener, I'm quite surprised on my agreeing with hubby's taste. Well, what the heck, we bought 2 triple discs. Why not, once in a while changing to something new.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044376134168562418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE5XiaTSvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tg27F_qyEWQ/s320/P1030487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one on the right, its good collection of old house music. The one you probably listened in Sec One. Of course I didn't know the title &amp; singers until I listen to it. Quite fun doing housework away with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Storm the Yard was at 9.15pm. I was a little nervous having Aimar around in the movie for the 1st time. We even equipped him with little palm size balls to keep him down. Before the movie started, I made his milk so I don't have to stumble when the lights are off. Within 15mins the movie had started, guess what!!?? Aimar knocked onto my forehead. Yes yes, he blared for a good 3 seconds - enough to have heads turned. Luckily, the music from the show was loud enough not to have the front row stand &amp; sshh us. Haha... Calmly, hubby calmed him down immediately. Thank God! A while after, little darling went into dreamland. Phew! The show was good with Aimar across our laps. He woke up 10mins to end of the show. 1st attempt of expected disaster. Hey, it went well..... Netherless, we don't know if we want to do it the 2nd time. Probably try again during the TMNT show coming up. That movie will of coz comprises mostly children. I have the gut we will for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Longer that we thought, the show ended at almost 11.30pm, &amp;amp; we strolled back to Far East Plaza. It's been a long time since we walked late night at town. This time, everything was different. With big baby haversack full of diapers &amp; milk powder with Aimar in hand, we walked along the streets of clubbers. Yes yes, we had a nice 15mins reminiscing old time stories. Hehe... how time had changed. We didn't regret every second of what we had went through before meeting each other. Life suxx before, learnt from it &amp;amp; enjoyed what's ahead of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ok, back track, we took the lift to the 5th dead floor with all the shops close &amp; shutters down. Quite scary though. And our car was the only left on that carpark floor. I quickly got into the car &amp;amp; locked myself. The normal paranoid me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later, as we about to turn into Tamp, hubby suggested teh tarik at Saffron. So we did. Aimar was enjoying his prata telor at 0100hrs. Hehe. Another late night......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044365280786205186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEvfyaTSgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YnkGMNy9-I0/s320/P1030458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unlike me, taking self portrait &amp; publishing it. But the only reason I was doing this snapshots was hubby took longer time than me to get ready!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044365517009406482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEvtiaTShI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VtUzCSb2XsY/s320/P1030463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aimar obsession, water fountains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044365641563458082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEv0yaTSiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/D4MP6L7YPs0/s320/P1030472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hello there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044365839131953714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEwASaTSjI/AAAAAAAAAQY/pzfqKFcPQGo/s320/P1030474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another stop at a water fountain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044366582161295938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEwriaTSkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/YQ5Q_7MTOy8/s320/P1030479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While waiting for the movie seating&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044366779729791570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEw3CaTSlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BATLzL03X-I/s320/P1030483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was our 5th shot. COZ, Aimar kept on making faces everytime the camera light went on. Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited as a dating teenager, went to buy movie tix after work at Cineleisure after work. The only crazy reason I went all the way just to buy tix was coz I can't book for couple seats online. Chet! Luckily, Bam2 agreed to accompany me. We walked to OG trying our luck on the Guess handbag on sale but it was fast sold out. Argh! Only realizing I was quite a distance from the nearest MRT, I embarked on 518 home - bus ride after so so long. How I regretted it!! So much for an Express service. I reached at 9pm - a freaking 45 minutes in a crowded bus. I read my storybook, slept &amp; stared blankly out the window, still not there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Not breaking my promise to Ibu, we proceeded to the new Giant. Makao, so many people. Even so, we bought lotsa things coz most were super cheap. I need not describe the cashier queue. I suddenly felt I was at JB hypermarket on weekends. By the time we were paying, it was midnight. I wonder what time the staffs officially knock off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment we reached home, all gathered at Ibu house to eat. Dinner!? Its way beyond supper. Sahur maybe. At 0100hrs!!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home from work. Dressed up, took the car &amp;amp; headed for Kye's Hen Night (no strippers or of any sort) dinner at 3 Monkeys'. Another reason why we chose that place was because Kumar was supposed to perform at 11pm. Badly, due to the very minimal crowd, he didn't! What a major disappointment. BUT, the restaurant actually had Prison Break 2 1st episode on for the entire time on the project screen. Half of me was thankful that Kumar didn't do his stand up. Hehehe... We left right after it. I sent Sidah off &amp; reached home at 0030hrs, to find hubby &amp;amp; Aimar already asleep. Oopps... hubby woke up to greet me though. I was too sleepy &amp; went to sleep before hubby - sorry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044353289237514690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEklyaTScI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-lSYerKzwkg/s320/P1030446.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Girls dinners out lah so call....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044353542640585170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEk0iaTSdI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oAWl9ipcy8Q/s320/P1030448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, you MUST try the Seafood Fried Rice. MAKAO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044353804633590242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgElDyaTSeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/9Uo6XEnpq24/s320/P1030455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bride to be with her two besties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on leave while Ibu took another day rest. And being a good daughter, went to market early in the morning. Grabbed all the ingredients I need to cook for my Chicken Rice dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044350029357336994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgEhoCaTSaI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uOGbHrJI5c0/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On annual leave. Ibu had her mini surgery at 11am. I took care of Aimar while ayah sent Ibu to clinic. At around 12pm ayah fetched us at home to fetch Ibu. Alhamdulillah everything was smooth in the expert hands of our gynae &amp; Ibu is perfectly ok. On Ibu's request, we ate at Banquet. And so we indulge ourselves in the carrot cake, kuey teow &amp;amp; chicken rice. Superlicious! Hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3278290066327320403?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3278290066327320403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3278290066327320403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/03/monday-last-minute-invitation.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RgE2RSaTStI/AAAAAAAAARo/9cbxnKQGDMM/s72-c/P1030526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4897978349774370324</id><published>2007-03-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:42:13.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 11 Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only 4hrs of sleep, I woke up at 7am to find hubby still at kelong! and we have Shah's engagement to attend to in the afternoon. I went back to sleep to kill time. He only reached home ridiculously at 11am. Makao! Put that aside, hubby caught 2 big catfish - about 3kg each. Must be his lucky day. Of coz, passed to Ayah for the 'siang' session. Hehehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040709643693895234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQyttBCrkI/AAAAAAAAANo/aRRf5UvdhHE/s320/P1030379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wandi in action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040709811197619794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQy3dBCrlI/AAAAAAAAANw/8fi1VMNmeIU/s320/P1030385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Kelong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040709931456704098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQy-dBCrmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Ft3VuvZLCts/s320/P1030383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wandi &amp; hubby's proud catch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kelam kabut siap for Shah's house. Ish... da lah hubby tak tido the whole night, sambung lak Sunday events. Sampai uma pengantin, rilek jek Shah dgn tuala belom mandi. Dier sibok2 suro org makan baru nak masok toilet. We had to leave at 2pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040712117595057778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ09tBCrnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vkdfo4YyLwk/s320/P1030392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Next event in line...... Disney on ice Finding NEMO!! Long awaited event of the year. Bought the tix since 27 Jan. Went home to fetch Ibu &amp; Qiqin before picking up Bam2 at her house. She was so proud on what she called her 1st real date with Aimar. So kelakar. Oh by the way, I would rate the show 8.5/10. Really colourful. I think I enjoyed it more than Aimar. The props &amp;amp; digital background were excellent. Even hubby liked it too. Only if you were there.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040714763294912130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ3XtBCroI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AzpuCnjYGqk/s320/P1030396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outside Singapore Indoor Stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040714862079159954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ3ddBCrpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KJJxyuIUyjQ/s320/P1030399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bam2 &amp; Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040714986633211554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ3ktBCrqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6EYkt2--l-0/s320/P1030400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the North Entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040715227151380146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ3ytBCrrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yWRFvlo8LPI/s320/P1030409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favourite - everything was glow in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040715390360137410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ38NBCrsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BMkD9sa_Jlk/s320/P1030416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Creative - aquarium scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040715532094058194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ4EdBCrtI/AAAAAAAAAOw/wRpiz02Bx-c/s320/P1030438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nope. The event have not end yet. We went straight to Qiaonan Primary School soccer field. Hubby had to change &amp; play as they were down with people. Orang tak tido satu malam disuruh main bola. Abislah..... seeing double. Coincidently, it was against Abg Samad Kak Mala team. We won anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040715832741768930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ4V9BCruI/AAAAAAAAAO4/FHeDaoV0uGs/s320/P1030442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spot hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040715935820984050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ4b9BCrvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/n3LN3dE5C3M/s320/P1030443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, sape budak ni!? Macam kenal jek....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Itupon da sampai uma after dinner &amp; warm shower, hubby tetap tk tido. Sempat main game till midnight. Ish... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Klah, dah penat update blog. Want to sleep already. Dah 1.45am ni. Aimar asik kacau jek fight keyboard, amik tu amik ni..... Orang tk tido, dier tk tido. Nak tau dier duduk mane teman mama dier?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040719960205340418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQ8GNBCrwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/m1s-fs18bYQ/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 10 Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I had nothing better to do, I did some kitchen cleaning at Ibu's house. Not long after, hubby reached home. Hubby had my cooked lunch before going home to rest with Aimar while I updated my photo album. Woke them up at 7pm. Hubby brought us to IKEA &amp; Courts. Couldn't find any nice shoe rack at IKEA. Instead, I bought all the things I never planned for - as usual! By 9pm, hubby was already screaming. He's late for fishing at Ali Boss kelong. Wait lar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment we reached home, hubby changed, grabbed Ayah's fishing kit bag &amp; kiss me goodnight. After a long time, I began to miss him the moment he drove off. It's been a while since hubby left me to sleep alone with Aimar only - from his last job working night shifts. Ibu &amp; Ayah came home late too attending a friend's party. Kesian rasa nyer pat diri ni. hehe... ape jer feeling lonely. Tv lak tu tkde citer. Lapar, I cooked maggie mee to share with adik. By midnight I was persuading adik &amp;amp; Qiqin to overnight at my place. Hehehehe.... I couldn't sleep so I was on the pc the whole time. Called &amp; talked to hubby for a while before only managing to sleep at 3+am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday - 8 Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was on half day leave. Had to accompany Ibu for her appointment at 4pm. On the way home, sempat singgah Suntec to have a quick pass through at the IT Fair. There were so many people! Can't find anything I like anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later at the clinic, we waited for almost 2hrs before the whole check was over. Even after I made my rounds &amp;amp; shopping, Ibu was still inside. Not really a good news but it's minor. Syukur nothing serious. Before we headed home, had early dinner at Hajah Maimunah after a quick stop by at CNI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040700899140480562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQqwtBCrjI/AAAAAAAAANg/RH863Hhokr4/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday - 6 Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Without the bride herself, the 4 of us (Kak Tini, Geehee, Hafiz &amp; me) went to food tasting at Lagun Sari at Peck Seah Street on her behalf. It's for Kye's wedding next month. Boy, I must say the dishes were sooo spoon licking good. We had several comments to pass on to the wedding planner though. Other than that, everything was delicious. All along I imagined food tasting was really a quick stand &amp;amp; taste episode which will only last for several minutes, comments &amp; go. But no, it was seating a full over 1hr dinner. Yum yum! Can't wait for the real wedding next month......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040691420147658274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQiI9BCriI/AAAAAAAAANY/lHqqjIGHpYs/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4897978349774370324?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4897978349774370324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4897978349774370324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunday-11-mar-only-4hrs-of-sleep-i-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RfQyttBCrkI/AAAAAAAAANo/aRRf5UvdhHE/s72-c/P1030379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-1585999624485006789</id><published>2007-03-05T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:48:07.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Monday - 5th Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day. Cuci baju, kemas &amp; updt blog the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday - 4th Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I had 3 friends' weddings. Only managed for Sham &amp; Liza at Woodlands as we left the house late. Met hubby old friends there, chatted &amp;amp;amp; only left at 4.30pm. Changed &amp; lepak anak branak. * Woke for Maghrib &amp;amp; met parents at Century Square for dinner. Brought Aimar to Toys R Us &amp; bought him a goal post &amp;amp; basketball hoop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038479845652611394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexGuYAWwUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dpudmuO4GAc/s320/P1030361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats Sham &amp; Liza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038479978796597586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexG2IAWwVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/06M8BmSfI64/s320/P1030372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes yes, we blend into the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038480107645616482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexG9oAWwWI/AAAAAAAAANA/sbykxkL03yc/s320/P1030362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Papa &amp; Aimar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038480249379537266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexHF4AWwXI/AAAAAAAAANI/fbwDc82-oj0/s320/P1030365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Mummies &amp; their sons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038480352458752386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexHL4AWwYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/mhF9cY8QheM/s320/P1030368.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It's this cute boy lucky day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday - 3rd Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday shift, however I was covering the hotline as all the ERS team were on course. After work, hubby drove with Aimar to Kak Dat house 1st. I took the MRT with Kak Habsah. Hubby fetched ust at Woodlands MRT. After presenting Mak with her birthday present, we left for Satay Club after Isyak. We got her a jubah, tudung &amp; brooch - a purple set. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038476920779882754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexEEIAWwQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1VqE1t1S3Hw/s320/P1030351.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Happy happy Mak opening her gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038477041038967058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexELIAWwRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yk9k8ILe3Ug/s320/P1030356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The last day of Sembawang Satay Club. Opposed from what we expected, the place was quiet, esp on a Saturday night. Goodbye Satay Club. Hope to see you again in the near future, if you ever relive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038477182772887842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexETYAWwSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KFrpIdV9OTA/s320/P1030354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038477281557135666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexEZIAWwTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uN5J6GZBDCE/s320/P1030357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying it on. We lepak &amp; left at midnight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday - 2nd Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam2 accompanied me after work to Geylang to get mak present at First Lady. Again, we sinfully bought shoes on our way to the initial plan why we were at TKC! I got 2 &amp;amp; she got 5!! Crazy!! We went straight after &amp; since hubby was working late, I followed Ibu &amp;amp; Ayah to Sheng Shiong at Pasir Ris for monthly grocceries. We then fetched hubby at work &amp; then 'dinper-dinner cum supper..hahah' at Safron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday – 1st Mar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shift till 7pm. Darling Aimar was down with high fever. Hubby went 1st to get the queue no. We met the doctor at 9pm only to find out, he was at 40.5 degrees. Doc put him on the bullet coz it was too high. Send him home nicely to Ibu before collecting PC from Ripin. Home at 11+pm. Alhamdulillah, Aimar's fever had went down. He was still up when we fetched him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday – 27th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din helped to purchase a new internal DVD writer from Challengers as my pc's stalled. Duh! Thanks Din for the trouble &amp;amp; sending to Ripin too......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After work, I had CNY cocktail party with MICE Travel clients. It's a thank you party for all the partnership all these years. It was quite a turnout. Nice to meet all of them. After dinner, the surprise performance was up. It was Kumar with his she-male entourage &amp; his dirty jokes. Pure stand up comedian. Probably he's the only 1 in Singapore who can say or kutuk anything without getting sued. I finally left at 9pm. Home with such a major foot-ache after all the standing all night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038471977272524962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew_kYAWwKI/AAAAAAAAALg/oYzVeM8QBJY/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The pretty Kumar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038472076056772786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew_qIAWwLI/AAAAAAAAALo/zZgkFBI5nRM/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of his gang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038472192020889794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew_w4AWwMI/AAAAAAAAALw/M7kOuV-BkRs/s320/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woohoo.... this is major wreck, don't you agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038472299395072210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew_3IAWwNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oglHKnM7O7U/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kumar in his finale dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday – 26th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panicked!! Jas being my saviour. Went to borrow business suit from her. Thanks a million!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 25th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kikin had soccer game at Woodlands at 5pm. But due to the rain, it only started later. They won 1-0, being Kikin the hero of the day. With all the mud, Kikin had to wash up by the side of the road. Hahahaha..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038475288692310242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexClIAWwOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/t6usEcAXDKc/s320/P1030339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038475434721198322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexCtoAWwPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/LSR-GlXO2vU/s320/P1030342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;We then headed for Sembawang Satay Club. There, hubby found a cheap bookshop selling used &amp; old books. Guess what I found!? Jackie Collins books which I bought 3 for $10!! Good deal babey.... Along the way, we fetched adik from work. Home near 11pm to watch soccer at ibu house with ayah &amp;amp; adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 24th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched hubby from work. We went straight to Mr Lim Audio Shop at changi. Initially, we wanted to recce &amp; only asking the price, but we ended fixing it anyway. So while Ah Cat put it all together, we ate at Mak’s Place nearby. Done by 5pm. Went straight home coz Wati &amp;amp; family will be visiting at night. We watched City of God together before saying goodnight at 0030hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday – 23rd Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, together wif Bam2 &amp; Mon, I went to town. All for the name of getting Jackie Collins's book. I finally bought 1. Along the way, we all bought shoes. I had to control myself to not buy more than 1. Tempted tempted. Reached home at 10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday – 21st Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day work. Snoozed like nobody business, only to wake up to a severe tan &amp;amp; rashes. I was so embarrased to get out of the house. But I went ahead to work hiding away from everybody's view. Kak Niza gave me a Colour Workshop make up set for my birthday gift. Thanks kakak!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday – 20th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still PH. Woke up at 10am. Cleaned house. Din &amp; Mamak family came for karaoke after a long time, since before puasa last year. We sang, ate &amp;amp; chatted before parted at 8pm. After which we ate &amp; lepak at Ibu house before purchasing movie Click at 10pm from demand tv. Good story line!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday – 19th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PH. 2nd day of camping. I woke up at 8am. Wash up &amp;amp; sarapan. Went cycling a few rounds &amp; all decided to play soccer. We didn't last long. The afternoon sun was killing us. I was burning severely in just 1 hour in the field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038464345115639906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew4oIAWwGI/AAAAAAAAALA/CMfb0g3FIdQ/s320/P1030291.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;More laughter than kicking - ish....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038464589928775794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew42YAWwHI/AAAAAAAAALI/DnbdtdWcXj8/s320/P1030297.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aimar putting on his sports shoes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038464851921780866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew5FoAWwII/AAAAAAAAALQ/nnjQKL2JvHU/s320/P1030310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Running for shelter, seat &amp; water!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038465143979557010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew5WoAWwJI/AAAAAAAAALY/r_Fee24bUsE/s320/P1030323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He just never stops&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Not long after, we packed up. While we walked to the carpark, it started to rain so heavily!! We couldn't say bye properly &amp; all ran to their cars. DRENCHED!! Lucky thing we finished packing. Can't imagine if we were still at the beach. That could be disastrous. Reached home at 1pm. Bathed &amp;amp; practically run to the bed to sleep till 6.30pm. Woke up for KFC, with family. We walked back to share a car (all 7 of us, as usual) to Changi beach lepak2 &amp; eat ice-cream. Home at midnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 18th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor hubby was injured playing soccer this morning. He rested for a while before we all left for the beach at around 1pm to overnight cum celebrate my birthday by the pantai. Mama bought me a nice chocolate cake &amp;amp; I got Dorothy Perkins accessories from Emie &amp; Kak Yanti. We BBQ, chatted &amp;amp; I slept at 5am. Hubby &amp; Aimar slept as early as 11pm sampai pagi. So much so for an overnight lah konon.... Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038457309959208914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewyOoAWv9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7bsjurvcaEc/s320/P1030262.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our bbq people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038457584837115874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewyeoAWv-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/cEidVG5pSm4/s320/P1030270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunts &amp; their daughters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038457855420055538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewyuYAWv_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/9pInMPX_zM8/s320/P1030277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kanak2 riang with bunga api &amp; chemical lights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038459856874815570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rew0i4AWwFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/b3H2ujqLsIg/s320/P1030271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hubby lepak-ing with kids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038458074463387650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rewy7IAWwAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mMZCrX0ezOk/s320/P1030278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What do you do when you go overnight? - EAT!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038458383701032978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewzNIAWwBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kRM7aKG6eME/s320/P1030285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The birthday girl &amp; the chocolate cake. Don't count the candles lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038458559794692130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewzXYAWwCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-Av77Ku_-Bw/s320/P1030286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time to share the delicious cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038458701528612914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewzfoAWwDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YNGIJ0YMmVE/s320/P1030287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mons!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038458847557500994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RewzoIAWwEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LpcuTYykCBc/s320/P1030290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby Mon, Monsu, Monsa &amp;amp; Mongah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-1585999624485006789?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1585999624485006789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1585999624485006789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/03/monday-5th-mar-off-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RexGuYAWwUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dpudmuO4GAc/s72-c/P1030361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-8746288599492646679</id><published>2007-03-05T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:55:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday – 17th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday!!! Hubby rushed home from work to get my birthday gift together. Hubby wanted to buy me a 1 stone diamond ring. We went to TM 1st &amp; disappointed to find most shops are closed. Nevertheless, Ibu bought me a nice dress watch. Then, we headed for Joo Chiat to find the ring. But shucks all shutters were halfway closed. Hubby had to postpone his purchase. We ended up eating at Hajah Maimunah Restaurant - the mee soup power dok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ayah &amp; Ibu wanted to buy a birthday cake for me but unfortunately even the cake shops are closed. What luck do I have, having my birthday on eve of CNY. Chet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, at night we went to Safron. Thereafter, we lepak &amp; jalan2 at Pasir Ris Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday – 15th Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Got myself another birthday gift from the groups team - an elastic hook belt. The department celebrated an early birthday for me. I just love the belt so much. My favourite kind of thing. They also got me my favourite cake from Royals Cake. Thanks babes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038355768342396850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevV4IAWv7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/tjQIURrJC1g/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038355862831677378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevV9oAWv8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/dGtaAMIgU-o/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At night, the family went to eat at Changi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday – 14th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I sent darling PC to Hospital. Not advise on discharge date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday – 11th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 1pm for Kak Dat’s house. We sat around for awhile before leaving at 1630hrs for Kikin’s game. The weather &amp; field condition was not on everybody’s side &amp;amp; so they lost 1-0 to the Arsenal team. NVM, there’s another time. After that, we headed for Joo Chiat for dinner. Ibu bought CicakMan which we watched the moment we reached home. MAKAO!!! Cerita peh lame…….. Not recommended for anybody above 3 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday – 9th Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sick. I took a day off to rest at home. It has been 1 week since &amp; I’m so tired. Fortunately, I was quite well by mid afternoon after several naps &amp;amp; anti-biotics. With that, I then contacted Sid &amp; Kye to go ahead with our plan. We will be meeting at 8pm Orchard MRT for our compulsory Annual Birthday Gift Exchange Session. Since it MIGHT be the last time together doing this (considering Kye might reside permanently in UK), we decided to have it at HRC (where we started – our young fun &amp;amp; weekend nights escape). All the 3 boring of us ordered the same Seafood Linguine. Hehe. To my disappointment, it tasted nothing better than ‘air laut’. I only had 3 feedings from the $20 dish. I’m sick enough &amp; if I had forced it further, I would had puked out together with my intestine. Sid &amp;amp; Kye handled it well. Probably it’s just me &amp; my belacan taste bud. Anyway, we sat around for dessert hopping to get on our feet real soon. But, it was Acoustic night. No doubt the trio acustic performers were good, but I need to loosen some stiff muscles!! Too bad, even the crowd was so scarce. By 2330hrs, I had called hubby to fetch me. Since he was also from Kallang – meet up with the gang &amp;amp; other friends. ANYWAY, thanks Kye &amp; Geehee for my advance birthday gifts!!! A metallic 3-in-1 silver frame from Geehee. Kye gave a sweet glittering frame with our photo in it &amp;amp; a Swarovski pendant necklace!!! Thank you Thank you……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038351550684512130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevSCoAWv4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hO6mdPI1kO8/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what was the conversation, but they really looked uptight. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038352139095031698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevSk4AWv5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/MjVSZwEBpzo/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Gosh.... I really wonder who's the Chef who cooked this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038352560001826722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevS9YAWv6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/oGsHmL_uX9k/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; My stoop face with my gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On the way home, we got a call from Malan &amp; we stopped by ECP. Malan &amp;amp; Imran had got into an accident. I didn’t imagine it will be that bad but I was so shocked to see the condition of Im’s car. The 2 month old is no way to be saved. Nevertheless, we were glad Im was OK though he was stuck in his car &amp; some CD men had to pull him out. PLEASE….. DO NOT SPEED. Lesson learnt ok everybody.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached home, it was 0030hrs &amp;amp; little darling Aimar was still awake waiting for hubby &amp;amp; me by the door. He just refused to sleep with nenek. SORRY BABY….. we won’t be back late again…. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-8746288599492646679?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8746288599492646679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8746288599492646679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday-17th-feb-its-my-birthday-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevV4IAWv7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/tjQIURrJC1g/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-5068660712786583983</id><published>2007-02-07T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T15:46:51.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My last class Jap Lesson. We presented Miyuki Chida with the hotel's mamogram bathrobe with her name on it. She was so touched &amp; actually teared. The most effective tutor I ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope to see her again in the near future..............&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038339834013728466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevHYoAWvtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QJbTsP5o66Y/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038340005812420338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevHioAWvvI/AAAAAAAAAII/wUjoL2zuW7E/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038340113186602754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevHo4AWvwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KsLmyGwr-ZQ/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mr Octavio Gamarra... our most beloved General Manager. Nobody can ever replaced his kind hearted nature, motivational attitude, a loving father to all of us.... We really gonna miss you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My off day. Still sick. Still not being a good mother to Aimar. Still not able to do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had janji Mak that we will be visiting them during the weekend &amp; so we did. We reached woodland at around near 3pm. Watched tv &amp;amp; some dvd, we went out to buy food with Bak. The moment I reached Kak Dat's house, I start to feel the extreme pain from my fever again. I couldn't take it any longer &amp; took a deep rest in Yah's queen bed under the comforter. I only woke up just before maghrib. Dengan berbungkus with comforter still, I waited anxiously for the Singapore vs Thailand the 2nd leg on tv. I gave my full support despite my poor health. HEHE. And yes, I was not disappointed. I literally shouted on Amri's goal. Terlupa saye father in law dibelakang. We left immediately after the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared all the necessary things the night before. All ironed, packed &amp;amp; ready to go for hubby to handle today with just Aimar alone. That's because it's my turn to work on Saturday. That left hubby to play 'mummy' for the day. Successfully, they arrived so over the supposed time. Hubby thought all along I finished work at 6pm &amp; he took his own sweet time. When I actually finished at 5pm &amp;amp; all doll up!!! Finally we reached Shaw Towers at 7pm. Sorry!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We walked around a little before feeling extremely tired &amp; proceeded to 3 Monkeys Restaurant immediately. I can still remeber during those younger days, we could actually walked up &amp;amp; down town for the most record number of times. Now, with pram along, we just couldn't drag ourselves to go every corner of the shopping centres like we used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After dinner &amp; gift exchange between me &amp;amp; Din, we went separate ways. Of coz, we went home due to my sudden fever. Anyway, thanx Din for my advance birthday gift!!!! Actually, it's quite too advance considering my birthday will not be till the next 2 weeks. Hehehehehe.......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038341582065418066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevI-YAWv1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/E2nGrbvGGIo/s320/P1030255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038341676554698594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevJD4AWv2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QVRDgsIOFVs/s320/P1030256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038341453216399170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevI24AWv0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/vHZKrS3ItTc/s320/P1030250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038341345842216754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevIwoAWvzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wd7p5qcnMtM/s320/P1030248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038341216993197858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevIpIAWvyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5B5VrRzttag/s320/P1030246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038341036604571410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevIeoAWvxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_tgH8vYGF3o/s320/P1030245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038342973634822002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevKPYAWv3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MVdQz0eDcmI/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With the voucher JasDin gave me, got myself the long wanted hard drive!!! 160GB!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-5068660712786583983?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/5068660712786583983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/5068660712786583983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/02/wednesday-my-last-class-jap-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevHYoAWvtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QJbTsP5o66Y/s72-c/DSC00056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-6316711202967652986</id><published>2007-02-02T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T15:28:22.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sick so sick - my pc is having problem!!! could it be virus? could it be the settings? what could it be!!?? HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so sick so sick - I hate flu. Right after the GUESS event, I got flu &amp; the feverish feeling. Lucky the event is over. But, tomorrow is weekend!!! Anyway, got myself a small pouch &amp;amp; manicure set from GUESS. I will post pictures soon. Nice..... Thank you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, I also had fun doing the welcome line on Tuesday. We presented the GUESS delegates with a garland of jasmine flowers. Very authentic. Again, I will show you the pic soon.... (my pc is having a stroke, remember?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till then! chiaozzzzz........ ole ole ole ole....... hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(HERE'S THE OUTDATED PIC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038338524048703154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevGMYAWvrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/drQtbfHZIAM/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038338657192689346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevGUIAWvsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/xpzIrYJABwo/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-6316711202967652986?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/6316711202967652986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/6316711202967652986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-sick-so-sick-my-pc-is-having-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RevGMYAWvrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/drQtbfHZIAM/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-3542657772963989027</id><published>2007-02-02T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:47:51.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RcLeAXjN4AI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nooH1LtQ-vw/s1600-h/lionsvsthaifirstleg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026824232001986562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RcLeAXjN4AI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nooH1LtQ-vw/s320/lionsvsthaifirstleg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sure its not too late...... HOORAY!!!! The lions won again. I don't care if it was wrong in any way. Yes, it was way wrong in terms of attitude, decision and whatever not. But who cares!! We won again!!! But, that only caused my utmost resentment due to their uncalled for act. Where's the sportsmanship-ness? We may be the most 'arch rival' in soccer world, but that does not resort to such crude behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nevertheless, best wishes to you, my heroes. Hope you guys beat it in this weekend match. Let them rip the cup away from you if the need arise. You have your wife, baby, parents &amp; friends to come running home to. You know what I mean..... Take care, my home team. We, your ultimately no 1 fans, will be praying for your victory &amp;amp; safety from thousands of miles away back home. Good luck my man........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-3542657772963989027?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3542657772963989027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/3542657772963989027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sure-its-not-too-late_02.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RcLeAXjN4AI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nooH1LtQ-vw/s72-c/lionsvsthaifirstleg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-1729745551743337116</id><published>2007-01-30T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:55:38.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had an early start. Left house at 9am. Settled mission No 1 for the day. Quickly rushed back for a short lunch at Ibu's house &amp; fetched Aimar for his 18th month check up - booster injection. Due to the hot weather, we went to TM to continue our shopping list without baby. Rested a while before leaving for Kye's mini birthday party cum meet-Amir-session. Gosh, I was so clumsy. Don't know why I was behaving so weird &amp;amp; absent minded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. I ignored &amp; walked straight right in passed Amir Novota (when he is supposed to be the star).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Wanted to salam Geehee when we never did, except a welcoming hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Salam &amp;amp; cium tangan Kak Tini.... hhmm, I should be giving her a hug too, like always.&lt;br /&gt;4. Thanks to Geehee for noticing, if not I had caused Kye's cutlery set to have 1 missing spoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Almost dropped Kye's engagement Destinee diamond ring which cost over 6K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. I nipped Kye's finger when closing on her own snappy ring box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Wore a 'kembang' over waist blouse &amp; Geehee thought I was pregnant again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Again, I didn't say goodbye to Amir. What's wrong with me!!?? He's the groom to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. Almost forgot to salam Kye's Mom, until she emerged from the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. LUCKY THERE WAS NO number 10!!!! Or was there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can somebody just kill me!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025510526060191698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4zMnjN39I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VeoB0ykTpZI/s320/P1030240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How time flies, here we the bitches with their partners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geehee &amp; boyfriend Hafiz, Fiance Kye &amp;amp; Amir Novota, Me &amp; family dearest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025510736513589218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4zY3jN3-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/wLcJmL6MY1c/s320/P1030242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My beloved bitches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025510826707902450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4zeHjN3_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/P89EHx8YwUE/s320/P1030243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Say GEEHEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After hubby, ayah &amp; adik returned from playing soccer, we went to TM to buy lotsa things in my shopping lists. All completed, the whole family advanced to Hajah Maimunah Restaurant. Wow, such a spread. Filled to the brim. Then, we again stepped to Kallang stadium. But this time, the field behind it, to watch my little brother's match for Under-8. Hey, he was good - scored 2, assisted 2. Nitra ended with 4-0 against JunYuan Soccer. Shadi Keane (says his jersey) my hero for the day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025505840250871682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4u73jN34I/AAAAAAAAAF8/MdN0wHhcTg4/s320/P1030214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready for the game&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025505986279759762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4vEXjN35I/AAAAAAAAAGE/D26Yubol0r0/s320/P1030219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Future pro footballers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025506308402306978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4vXHjN36I/AAAAAAAAAGM/75hhDaYd9ps/s320/P1030217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Future player&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025506488790933426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4vhnjN37I/AAAAAAAAAGU/rnVL0eeWcSc/s320/P1030222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess why was hubby climbing the tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025506609050017730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4vonjN38I/AAAAAAAAAGc/OZvmy7LpL88/s320/P1030221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying to rescue Aimar's favourite soccer ball (notice the red ball on the branches of the tree?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-1729745551743337116?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1729745551743337116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/1729745551743337116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/monday-had-early-start.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4zMnjN39I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VeoB0ykTpZI/s72-c/P1030240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-8613668936651449814</id><published>2007-01-30T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T01:13:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched hubby at Changi Cargo Complex at 2pm. We went straight to Changi Road for lunch &amp; recce some audio stuffs. Found a nice honest shop owner. Complete with his generous knowledge of the things he sells. We then blasted down to get Aimar's milk powder. By then it's getting late. We had to rush home to change for the game of the year - Semi Finals between Singapore &amp;amp; Malaysia at the national stadium. All of us was so excited!! Thanks to Mama for getting the tickets for us. Took a cab from Toa Payoh stadium to Jalan Besar stadium, she managed to queue for 15 tickets. Yahoo.... Hassle paid, Singapore won 6-5 with a penalty shoot out. Who cares! We are in the finals babey..... To whom who wasn't there at the stadium that night, IT WAS SUCH A WASTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025494308263681698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4kcnjN3qI/AAAAAAAAADE/pO66i84P7vQ/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After a long time, we walked all the way - to Kallang Stadium from the MRT. It was worth every single sweat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495188731977394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4lP3jN3rI/AAAAAAAAADM/D9rLmtxGSc8/s320/P1030157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The revived of long lost Singapore No 1 die hard fans&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495339055832770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4lYnjN3sI/AAAAAAAAADU/472fHHBmlyg/s320/P1030158.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeahhhhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495506559557330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4liXjN3tI/AAAAAAAAADc/Dc2aVuM2dQo/s320/P1030160.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ade jek budak ni tau&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495643998510818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4lqXjN3uI/AAAAAAAAADk/Kq184zn6IzA/s320/P1030161.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love the crowd behind me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495901696548594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4l5XjN3vI/AAAAAAAAADs/rXF5tEVMc3U/s320/P1030173.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025496077790207746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4mDnjN3wI/AAAAAAAAAD0/58v3lmhbP9I/s320/P1030176.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camwhoring before the match&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025496399912754994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4mWXjN3zI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GajeLAkL1zk/s320/P1030181.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey, little fan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025496520171839298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4mdXjN30I/AAAAAAAAAEU/P-atUixSKfU/s320/P1030195.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1st time together to a big showdown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025496644725890898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4mknjN31I/AAAAAAAAAEc/sR7wA3GINe4/s320/P1030200.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My heroes in action. Full house supporters!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025497022683012962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4m6njN32I/AAAAAAAAAEk/cU5I6njmNFE/s320/P1030206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last train home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We sincerely celebrated Uncle Beng Huat's 72th birthday. FYI, he's one of the most hardworking, considerate, friendly, helpful etc etc housekeeping person we have. We shared money to buy him a cake. Nobody can beat his service to the company, at that age. Way to go Uncle Beng Huat.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025488557302472338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4fN3jN3pI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ikDE1stj7Kc/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after pre-conference with GUESS group meeting planners, we headed straight for General Staff Session (GSS) at the grand ballroom. But don't know what's with some of us, we started snapping pictures before +the doors were opened. Camwhoring all the way.... Macam tak pernah attend GSS. Anyway, good news Alhamdulillah. Syukur banyak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025486783480979042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4dmnjN3mI/AAAAAAAAACk/okoXRQdjQzI/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Babeh, Bam Bam &amp; Mama (our office names)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025486852200455794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4dqnjN3nI/AAAAAAAAACs/1fE6s4LjRYc/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; Mak Buyong, Siti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025498826569277298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4ojnjN33I/AAAAAAAAAEs/7VEUNfNSbTA/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kak Pak, Kak Niza &amp;amp; me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-8613668936651449814?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8613668936651449814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/8613668936651449814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday-fetched-hubby-at-changi-cargo.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/Rb4kcnjN3qI/AAAAAAAAADE/pO66i84P7vQ/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-4008055482136105195</id><published>2007-01-22T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:11:15.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day. Too lazy. Too tired. Too sleepy. Too many house work. Therefore, I did not attend class today. Argh, another student playing truant. After laundry, I went to wash our filthy car at mcp. Watch tv &amp; lags all night..... Everybody Loves Raymond is backkkkkkk..... Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Andi's wedding convoy. 10am at Tampines Stadium. Sorry we were late. Aimar poo2 at last minute. Went to Compassvale to pick up groom &amp;amp; left for Jurong West for bride's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022839816611290658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbS2M3jN3iI/AAAAAAAAABo/eo04L59ImFQ/s320/P1030027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jejaka feeling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022840018474753586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbS2YnjN3jI/AAAAAAAAABw/5xHSr5CI7Mc/s320/P1030030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andi with the little convoy team&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022840173093576258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbS2hnjN3kI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UJmbg5HXENU/s320/P1030034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Makan time. Table lining pon leh join Chaotic. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022840400726842962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbS2u3jN3lI/AAAAAAAAACA/JdJgywH84TA/s320/P1030035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the bride &amp; groom with us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pertama skali, saya ingin mengucapkan Selamat Tahun Baru Hijrah kepada semua umat Islam diseluruh dunia (macam lah satu dunia baca go-blog aku ni...). Anyway, moga2 tahun baru ini membawa keinsafan &amp;amp; kebahagian berterusan.... InsyaAllah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In conjunction of the new year, we gathered with my parents in law at kak dat house. We chatted, ate pizza &amp; left for home around midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022838841653714450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbS1UHjN3hI/AAAAAAAAABg/cE8h9x6xEYk/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Little cutie Aimar &amp;amp; Amirul having baby talk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-4008055482136105195?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4008055482136105195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/4008055482136105195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/monday-off-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbS2M3jN3iI/AAAAAAAAABo/eo04L59ImFQ/s72-c/P1030027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-7367002558244617024</id><published>2007-01-20T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:36:09.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pantang dgr ade sale, mesti nak check out. Even the rain didn't stop us to the Wingtai warehouse sale - Nike, G2000, U2 etc. And yes, it was worth going. Terkopak abis. Itupon nasib control nafsu, nak ikutkan satu lori penuh buat balik. So after much consideration &amp; throwing back into the rack, we got a total of 8 pieces in total.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021780273949171122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbDyjXjN3bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LEArmaApztE/s320/P1030025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since Wednesday car buat hal. Radio, gauges, side mirror suma takleh hidop. So we had no choice but to return to Drivers' Corner. Met Inn, Malan &amp; Babut there. Then we left for Kallang around 6pm when everything was up &amp;amp; working fine. Gathered with the rest at KFC. Lepakz &amp; left at 9pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021778401343430050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbDw2XjN3aI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jniH3xmpSME/s320/P1030022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;big boys &amp;amp; small boys lepak-ing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-7367002558244617024?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7367002558244617024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/7367002558244617024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/sunday-pantang-dgr-ade-sale-mesti-nak.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbDyjXjN3bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LEArmaApztE/s72-c/P1030025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116849716011679695</id><published>2007-01-11T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:31:38.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping! But this time for our dearest prince. Alah, shopping pun toys jek. Went to Toys R Us to get his ever favourite toy - BALL (like this is his 10th one). Bought him a superman print one. Also a hairbrush. Then we headed for the Kiddy Palace to buy a new pacifier (the shape of not his normal one, in hope that he will find it weird &amp; quit pacify-ing). And a house-shape of a car-caught our eyes. We've been longing to buy him that. The one that you will fill in with hundreds of colourful plastic ball. Contented, we went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they live happily ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/793501/P1030014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, it's our 5th last Jap class. I really love the language &amp; Miyuki-san. Pretty, funny, approachable &amp;amp; most importantly she knows how to gain our attention &amp; teaches well. I'm really gonna miss the whole course. It's so fun!! I'm sure gonna keep in contact with her. Anyway, here's the view from my classroom at 26th floor Peninsula Plaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/391407/DSC00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Konon2 hubby nak gi play soccer lah like last week dgn Din. Malangnye, he didn't even wake up to Din's wake up call. And so we woke up near afternoon. Left for lunch at Afghanistan Rest around 3pm. Rindu Nasi Ayam lah. Then we planned nak sewa basikal at Pasir Ris Park. The 3 of us on one long bike. BUT, the moment we were striked with the super piercing sunray, we changed our mind. Panas giler woh... So we ended accompanying Aimar at the playground. He loves the slide but hates the swing. Jauh sak pegi playground. Dah penat, we rested for a while at the bench &amp; headed home. Boring kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022830311848664514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbStjnjN3cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/znFFc7Vt4a4/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; He went up &amp; down so MANY times, we got so tired even after 'changing shift'. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/100415/DSC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I come!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I had a sinful weekend. After sending hubby to work, I continued my beautiful sleep. Set my alarm at 10am to watch the repeat telecast of Amazing Race Asia. I felt sleepy still after the programme &amp; thought another 1hr of sleep would be nice. Darling Aimar cooperated with me, or shall I say layankan lah prangai aku (he could have probably woken up but slept again after seeing me still sleeping. FYI, he won't wander around if everyone's asleep). I was only woken up by Ibu's 100th time ringing the door bell. She was curious on why I had not gone over to her place in the morning like I usually do everyday - even weekends. Guess what time was that!!?? Almost 2pm!!! Peh buruk prangai ni mak budak. Not long after, hubby came home from work. Of coz I didn't tell him. But who wouldn't guess when I open the door with "muka semalam". Hubby rested for a while before leaving to Driver's Corner to get the gauges fixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When hubby left, Aimar &amp;amp; me spent our time watching tv. Boring peh pasal &amp; no better programme, we golek2 atas katil. Haha. You guessed it, we went into dreamland again!!! Call me any names you want. I did too. Hahahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was woken again by the umpteenth door bell ringing. This time it's hubby. He even called me but I didn't hear. He had to knock hard on the door. Dah mcm tailong sey. Lagik dgn tk bersalah I asked hubby "Cepat nye da balik?" Tu bukan cepat, it was because I was sleeping. It was already 6+pm!! CRAZY-NESS!!! Buruk kan kan kan...? Aku pon tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After hubby rested for a while, we left for Mak Ngah's bungalow chalet at Pasir Ris Park. Everyone was there. After eating our perut out, we lepak2 at the beach till 1am. We left 1st coz hubby wanted to watch Liverpool game at home. *** We slept at 4.30am. NGANTUK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/191653/P1030005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Junior&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/734671/DSC00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Senior&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022830603906440658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbSt0njN3dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kVsMF79pKKw/s320/P1030006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunties &amp; Uncles ku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/120633/P1030008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lepak-ing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/405028/P1030010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ape budak2 ni buat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022830724165524962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbSt7njN3eI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OKO88fxe2O4/s320/P1030012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here's the pic from the stairs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/534714/P1030009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of coz....US!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116849716011679695?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116849716011679695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116849716011679695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/tuesdayshopping-but-this-time-for-our.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1Y-VPig0r54/RbStjnjN3cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/znFFc7Vt4a4/s72-c/DSC00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116802031743562547</id><published>2007-01-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T02:05:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wait wait, I think I haven't wished you guys HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Not too late right? It's only 5/365 days. Hehe. Hope 2007 brings more luck, joy &amp; love to you &amp;amp; your loved ones. For me, I have so much things lined up for me to improve on. But 2 resolutions MUST be done this year. It just have to. Period. No excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Took leave for the fun of it. Hey, jadi isteri mithali okay the whole day. After sending hubby to work, I scrubbed the toilet, did 3 trips of laundry (dah mcm org ade anak 10 nye kain baju), vacuum, etc etc. Dah penat rest skejap &amp; of coz mesti nak keluar dgn Ibu. We went to central to get all my daily necessities. Fulfilling off day I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bayar hutang. Tido puas2 pat katil sendiri. So seronok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After Zohor left for Din's housewarming. Reached his house at 3pm. Lepak till 7pm. It was raining when we were about to leave. Ape lagik lepak pat uma lah puas2. Lagik2 besok nye tak keje. Woohoo..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116802031743562547?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116802031743562547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116802031743562547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/wait-wait-i-think-i-havent-wished-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116781980573541564</id><published>2007-01-03T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:41:49.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH. Safe journey. The ever missed kampung lifestyle. This year, Hari Raya Haji was spent with hubby's family at my nenek-in-law kampung in Melacca. Left Singapore at 4pm. The ever-so-uptight-bout-Malaysia-flash-flood-nerve was gone the moment we reached safely stepped foot in Melacca around 9pm. We were so excited bout Ikan Bakar that we literally stopped by the beach for it before even stepping into nenek's house. Peh tak senonoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time we celebrated Hari Raya Haji by also doing qiqah for baby Aimar. After gotong royong for hours cleaning the kambings and trying to rip off the fats, we left for town. Tak pasal2 stop by one of the beaches naik kuda. Haha. Jakun sak. Oklah tu RM10 for 1 round. Mama dier nak naik punye pasal, eksyen lah ajak Aimar naik. Lalalalala. After mencekik &amp; getting excited over side road goreng pisang panas, we left for Abg Mahat's sister's house around that area. It was so difficult nak carik. In the end, we were rescued by Abg Mahat adik ipar who led us into hutan belantara &amp;amp; lopak2 to get to his house. Makao, seram campur menyesal sey ikut tu. Sempat pulak tu singgah Tesco on the way home, shopping. At last we came back after midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Monday (the next day), there was kenduri. Biasalah takleh bangun. Org dah kemana2 kemas uma &amp; buat keje mcm2, aku tak bangun2. Malu sungguh mak mentua kejutkan at 8am. Terperanjat beruk sekejap. Padan muka aku. We only left kampung for home around 8.30pm. Due to some traffic congestion, we reached Singapore after midnight. Tapi, dah selamat sampai syukur Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/700642/P1020867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dengan kacang rebus pon nak amik gambar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/377130/P1020868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The seafood spread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/679833/P1020875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jemput tengok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/249767/P1020877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa &amp; Aimar raya kampung style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/94970/P1020881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semak blakang uma orang version&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/81770/P1020889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Auntie among the nieces - same height jek. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/760691/P1020919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atuk &amp; Aimar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/917168/P1020923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ni bukan lori tau but the boot of AP's car. Kesian adik ipar aku ni. Kete dah jadi pengangkutan kambing. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/254192/P1020935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maintain maintain jadi ibu2 duduk dapur potong daging. Tapi takleh angkat kepala kambing dalam periuk depan muka. Siap dgn tanduk dorang kasi buat balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/870381/P1020940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling jadi jockey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/195801/P1020936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freak out sey nampak iguana cross road. Have to stop kasi raja kampung jalan. Nasib bukan gajah ke, kerbau ke lalu. Confirm jadi cerita Jumanji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/19985/P1030003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aimar saying goodbye to kampung&lt;br /&gt;for full version of all the pics: &lt;a href="http://nirsha.multiply.com/"&gt;http://nirsha.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116781980573541564?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116781980573541564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116781980573541564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday-alhamdulillah.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116744493447499342</id><published>2006-12-30T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:24:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Email was back!! Everything was up &amp; running. And it was Friday!!! Makao, peh bz on the last day in the office in yr 2006. The next time I'm in the office, it will be a brand new 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the rush in completing whatever I can before leaving for a long weekend, heard there was so much sale at Marina Square. Temptation temptation. But I did check it out with E'fe on the way home. Hahahaha. Ended up buying a top at Zara, also bought a t-shirt for hubby at Baleno &amp;amp; last but not least, a long pants for Aimar from Fox Kids. Hehe.... Fair lah konon, 1 each. So seronoks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year, we will be celebrating Hari Raya Haji at hubby's nenek kampung, Melaka. Till then, Happy New Year!! Enjoy your holidays &amp; see you in 2007!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday &amp;amp; Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the earthquake in Taiwan, all internet connections was disrupted. We had 2 days with basically nothing to do. We had no email. No programmes to use. Only managed to deal with some minor duties. Time was so slow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a public holiday. Din fetched us at 10am. We helped him moved some things to his new home in Punggol. Nice house. Lupa lak nk take pic uma nyer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/615322/DSC00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/317204/DSC00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We sat &amp; talked co*k before leaving at 3pm. Din, Jas, Shaif, Aimar &amp;amp; me squeezed - all these punggong mak jenin shared the 2 seater passenger seat in the lorry beside hubby, the trucker. We had so much laughter not being able to move or even take out our hp from our pockets. Hahaha. Lepak sak. Tekak plak dah rasa nak makan Nasi Ayam Penyet. Si Din lah ni asik sebut2 jek pat Hougang Mall nye sedap. Skali tawaf berkali2 tak dapat tempat senonoh nak parking si besar 24-footer. With greatest disappointment, kite teruskan perjalanan ke Tampines Mr Teh Tarik. Food there was not bad. We left about 6pm. And again, we had our nap before cuci car malam with the gang. Balik cuci car kelam kabut pasal ingat midnight nak send Abah &amp; Mami for Haj. We then got to know its 3am. Sorry mon, tak dapat hantar the next day keje. InsyaAllah balik nanti kite fetch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby left at 8.30am for soccer with Din &amp;amp; gang. Aimar &amp;amp; me continued sleeping. Skali tak prasan, dah nk masok afternoon sey baru bangun. Punyalah tak senonoh. Kelam kabut kemas uma. Initially wanted to complete my household chores before hubby reached home. But while I was at my 3rd piece of folding the laundry, hubby's home. Haha... tak impressive langsung. So while hubby took over Aimar, I cooked for lunch. After lazing a while, we took afternoon nap (including me!!). With the heavy rain outside, what do you think the best thing to do sey? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116744493447499342?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116744493447499342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116744493447499342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/fridayemail-was-back-everything-was-up.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116689239397503183</id><published>2006-12-24T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:46:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to 5 days week the government implemented. I look forward to every Saturday that I'm not on duty. That's the day I run errands &amp; complete my household chores with nobody to hound me. After I sent hubby to his lorry, I showered &amp;amp; started my list. Car insurance, road tax renewal &amp; replaced my chipped ATM card. After breakfast, I spring cleaned my tornado struck house. Before I could entirely complete it, hubby's on the way home. We had to leave quickly for Ah Bad's birthday party at Kallang McDonald's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/458145/P1020845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kiddos in the party room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/472050/P1020848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The absolutely crazy family whom I love dearest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/665806/P1020849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mongah &amp; Monsu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/29247/P1020850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mongah &amp; Monsa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/749677/P1020860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photo taking session&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/435827/P1020861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stretch that chubby cheeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/101018/P1020866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaww... the all grown up cousins. Still remember the good old kiddie days when we were so tiny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/901645/P1020862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to Ah Bad. Happy birthday to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/323159/P1020855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out the auntie behind. Join nampak. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/882157/P1020865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course, my little precious prince, who couldn't careless bout the surrounding except the delicious chocolate birthday cake. Yum yum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116689239397503183?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116689239397503183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116689239397503183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/saturday-thanks-to-5-days-week.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116685095790754209</id><published>2006-12-23T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T13:15:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the week. How could an employee not be ecstatic right? Plus the holiday mood is in the air. You can see everybody was smiling &amp; humming throughout the day. Thank you to all for the gifts &amp;amp; I hope you like the small practical thing I have given you guys. Hope you have a good holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/897014/P1020840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wrapped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/93032/P1020843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unwrapped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After dinner, hubby &amp; me continued with our PB vcd marathon. As the story was reaching to the end, it gets more exciting. I had never watched anything so heart pumping drama this good before. We finally slept at 3am after the 22nd disc. But to our disappointment, the ending was to be continued kind. Yup, now searching for Season 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116685095790754209?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116685095790754209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116685095790754209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/friday-last-day-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116679491983593876</id><published>2006-12-22T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:46:25.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Department's annual Xmas Party. It was undescribably fun. Had our gifts exchange &amp; sumptious pot luck lunch. I brought Ibu's delicious Fried White Bee Hoon aka mee birthday. It was expectedly loved by all. Thanks Ibu! I sinfully ate from 12pm - 5pm non stop. GEMUK-ing day!! I became Santarina in between, distributing gifts I bought. Join in the fun. Hehe.... And got mine too. So basically, it was a non-working day for all. Holiday mood people!! Well, let the pics do the talking.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/321451/P1020816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Presenting the Gift Exchange for our department&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/538842/P1020831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here the gorgeous wish list for everyone. Which means, you will get 1 of the 3 you requested for. If you are lucky &amp; the giver is a generous soul, you will get all 3 of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/703119/P1020836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The compulsory log cake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/182927/P1020808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Tan at the drinks &amp; dessert corner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/635851/P1020813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the FOOD!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/56955/P1020809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr Gamarra, our 'Mr President', 1 of our VIP attendees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/443837/P1020821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;US&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/583658/P1020834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not forgetting the GREs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/50514/P1020824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just love these crazy bunch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/865029/P1020815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah.... the never-ending eating partners&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ok, enough bout Xmas Party. I want to share my joyous story for the day can? I got my wedding anniversary gift from hubby!!! I just lloovvee my new Sony Ericsson W850i!!! THANKS A MILLION HUBBY!!! Love you so much........ (not because of the hp only ok....;p) Bye, need to godeh2 my phone now.... Ciao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/660277/Ericsson_W850i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116679491983593876?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116679491983593876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116679491983593876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/thursday-departments-annual-xmas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116679017984911642</id><published>2006-12-22T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:27:08.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out at 12.30pm. Went straight from hotel to Emie's house for kenduri. Mummy &amp; Abah going to Haj again. Ironically, even though we came from totally different parts of Singapore, we met &amp; waited for the green light on the same road near Emie's house. Hehe. Due to super heavy rain, we have to delay our trip home. We left only at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's today!! Our belated 2nd Wedding Anniversary celebration. Waited impatiently &amp; anxiously for hubby to reach home. Bag all packed. I felt the clock was ticking very slowly. Finally, hubby called, "You can go out already." at 3.30pm. Yeay!! Grabbed Aimar &amp;amp; the bags. Went to fetch hubby at the usually place where he parks the lorry everyday. We top up the petrol &amp; cash card before flying off to our love celebration. Rested for a while before changing &amp;amp; went for dinner at Pizza Hut, where Aimar's favourite Traditional Spaghetti Bolognaise is. We went shopping a little before heading back to the room. Guess why so early (at 9pm)? Coz hubby wants to watch Liverpool's game. Boys will be boys. He said we'll continue walking to the Merlion after the soccer match. Ok, thats not a bad idea. So I waited. To kill time, I was part of the soccer audience. Ceh! At half time, I presented hubby his gifts. He had a shirt, 3 boxers &amp; Davidorff Cool Waters. He was delighted yet guilty. Hahaha... coz he didn't have the time to give me my gift on the same day. Furthermore, I have to choose it myself. And yes, I will choose it wisely! Anyway, the night goes on.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/224683/P1020785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....On Your Mark....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Aimar with his welcome amenities)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/358788/P1020787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Get....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/32283/P1020789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....Set....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Not Yet!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/707658/P1020786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....GO!!....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/576595/P1020792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let go! I want to view the nice lightings, Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/388821/P1020793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama &amp; Papa just love the camera. I'm always forced in too. Haiz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/905599/P1020795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Papa, presenting you your gifts from Mama &amp; me. Hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/312297/P1020798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall help you Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/44294/P1020805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok peeps, a smile for you before I go on the ever-so-comfortable-sunken-duvet-covered bed. Good Night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we wanted to just take the MRT. But then again, I changed my mind. Again, I had to drive in the rain. Hate it! Of course, I was excited as Kikin. Excited for Aimar's 1st time attending a stage show (omit the shopping centre's). Purchased the tickets online a week ago. And there we were at Hello Musicland Lick's 5D held at Hall 2 VivoCity Golden Village. Aimar was dancing along. My boy has grown so much. But the best part, 10 mins before we entered, he had to excuse himself. Shucks! I left his diapers in the car. I was out of idea &amp; also had to clean it up before entering to avoid other's nose disruption in the theater. What to do? Luckily there was a Guardian Pharmacy nearby. Got a size M in a travel pack(which is 1 size smaller but who cares, its an emergency). Ibu &amp;amp; me were laughing our lungs out trying to clean him off on the hand basin in the handicapped cubicle, lay him on my squatting legs for diapers &amp; trying to put on his socks back on. We literally ran back to the theater. Phew, we were in time... Hehe... I can't imagine being alone with Aimar when all this have to happen. Anyway, after a while (the show was 90mins), Aimar started to fidget. I had guessed as much, he was sleepy. We watched the 11am show which means we have to wake him up very early (considering my baby always wakes up around 11am everyday). He was already daydreaming I think, during the Finale. I had to keep him awake to finish off the show &amp;amp; make every single not-so-cheap admission fee worth. The moment we stepped out of the theater &amp; tucked him nicely in his pram, he went to dreamland...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/674080/P1020779.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Before the show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/511134/P10207812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/13260/P1020782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoying the weather &amp; view outside (check out my sleepy darling in his pram)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/789324/P1020784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These funny looking people were percussionists, promoting for Standard Chartered thingy. They really attracted alot of audience. Though it was approximately 5 minutes show, they were tremendous. Nice music they did. So, guess what we did? We stalked them for a while. Hehe. Coz they moved around playing at different locations around Vivo for about few minutes at each stop. When we had enough of the same music, we dispersed. I hoped they didn't recognize us... hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116679017984911642?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116679017984911642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116679017984911642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunday-checked-out-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116671705276254272</id><published>2006-12-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:58:15.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, the rain will start to pour in the evening. So we decided to go swimming in the morning. 1st trip to Tampines Swimming Complex for all of us. Just Ibu, Aimar, Kikin &amp; me. Aimar was so impatient. The moment we changed him into his tiny swimming trunks, he ran to the waters. He was laughing &amp;amp; tapping on the waters. But our mistake, we stood beside him not holding his hands. He wanted to chase after the small floating rubber ball, but instead, he went underwater. I frantically lifted him up. Gosh! What did I do? Anyway, after clinging to me for sometimes after the incident, he finally enjoyed the waters again. He was up the slide many many times, mind you! - sitting on my lap though. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/559086/P1020776.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Biasalah, da penat mandi-manda, perut pon lapar. Off we went to Geylang. Ni pon gara2 nak belikan papa nye kain langsir for lori. Since it has started to rain, we had lunch at Joo Chiat (coz we can't go outdoor to cross the road for Hajah Maimunah Restaurant!). Even then, the nasi ayam was so shiok. After makan, walaupon hujan, shopping tetap shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116671705276254272?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116671705276254272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116671705276254272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/thursday-for-past-few-days-rain-will.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116601432444622813</id><published>2006-12-13T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:52:04.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fulfilled weekdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of my 'forced' annual leave, went to JB. Beli ntah ape2, seperti biasa, abiskan duit. Ceh! We reached home around 5pm. Laze at home with the dizzle outside while waiting for hubby to come home. Where are you!!?? Lambat nyerrrrrrr.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Ritz Carlton Xmas Party 2006 @ Conrad Centennial Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/204391/P1020770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/806975/P1020740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/694593/P1020746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/516958/P1020750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/625630/P1020751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/6231/P1020752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/628955/mosaic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/968036/P1020763.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/802583/P1020762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routine as it is, I had Jap Class at 3pm. It's getting more complex week by week - as we went into grammar &amp;amp; sentence structure. Be it. Since I get to finish early, contrary to any other weekday, I scheduled to meet Kye after class. We ransacked the whole Bugis to feed on our favourite past time - shopping for shoes! Haha... To our greatest disappointment, we didn't find anything suitable. So we went straight into dinner at Banquet Raffles Hospital. We chatted before flying into different directions. Kye had to do massive Xmas shopping while I had to check on my shoes. Haha. Well, did I do great? I did excellent. I found a nice pair of heels at such reasonable price at Century Square. Fully satisfied, I reached home at 8.30pm. Yippee! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116601432444622813?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116601432444622813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116601432444622813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/fulfilled-weekdays.html' title='Fulfilled weekdays'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116577318047383077</id><published>2006-12-11T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:53:00.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PB we bought yesterday had 22 episodes. Our eyes only managed till the 4th one. And by then, it was 5am!! Thanks to that, we woke up at 11.30am. Late for the wedding we had to attend. Only left the house at 1pm. But when we reached, the groom had yet to leave his house. Ceh! To add to the agony of waiting, the weather was super glaring &amp; piercing hot. We waited till near 3pm for the bride &amp;amp; groom. We left after the photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/730853/P1020737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Syazwan @ Marc De Silva &amp; Fizah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/113631/P1020736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did some laundry while waiting for hubby to reach home from work. Rested for a while before finally decided to head for Serangoon Road at 8pm. Had a super sumptuous dinner at Sri Komalas Villas Restaurant. The old one at the Tekka Market. It was so filling. Then, to Mustafa Centre. My God, there was so many people. I should have listened to hubby to only go after midnight. But my shopping veins were so impatient. Since there were too many people, I didn't dare to stray away too far from hubby. Tagged him along to the disc area. Quite disappointed to not find what we have had in mind. Only at the last minute, my eyes caught the sight of it on the floor all stacked up. Hooray! We got our hands on the PB full version. It cost $45.90 but who cares!! Straight after, hubby was frantically looking for this section-car accessories. Duh! Kudos to my rack after rack searching desire. Off we set for the top floor. Wakao, such a big area just for it? To kill my almost dead mood, I went along pretending to be so keen at horns, hundreds choices of air freshener, car mat, washing kit, battery water and the list goes on. When finally hubby asked for the time, he got panicked. It's 11pm. His Liverpool match had started. Eeeee..... we flied home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/958972/P1020735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did you see a traffic light? hehe....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116577318047383077?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116577318047383077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116577318047383077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunday-pb-we-bought-yesterday-had-22.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116577126831145058</id><published>2006-12-11T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:21:08.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Garage sale has never failed to lure me. I am a self proclaimed thrifty spender. However, sales &amp; 'Kedai Bundle' I call it, aka wholesalers shop, will prove me wrong. You know, I will think twice about getting a top at $20 odd. Usually I will give it a pass. But when there's shout for sale, I will spend sinfully. I will grab even things that I don't really need. I will always lie to myself, 'it's so cheap, where else can I find at such price?' And I just did it again last Friday. 1st I spent at Giant. Got hubby something nice for our anniversary. Come Tuesday, it's our 2nd wedding anniversary. Wow, time flies. So now, I proudly have 3 things for hubby. Can't wait to present him the gifts on our 1 night mini honeymoon next weekend. We'll be spending the lovely evening at Ritz Carlton. Actually, I had my eyes at some other hotels but none of the promotions attracted me. Typical Singaporean-good hotel with extremely good rate. Haha... Then again, I seriously think Ritz Carlton is the best hotel for couples(though this time, baby Aimar will be with us). Yipee... Excited excited. But till then, I have to hide those gifts carefully. Oh, back on the topic. After spending on hubby gifts &amp; my new top to wear it next week, I had my round at the Garage Sale. They were doing the 4th Quater CCP. So I spent in the name of charity. It's not that bad right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. A new baby disney's waterbottle for Aimar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. A new white teddy bear for Aimar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. A new blow up ball for Aimar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. A new pair of sequin slippers for Ibu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. 7 pieces of garments for myself. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Santarina for the day..... I try to promise not to spend again this month ok.... Nite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116577126831145058?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116577126831145058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116577126831145058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/charity.html' title='Charity'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116551038461179155</id><published>2006-12-07T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:53:04.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, 3 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way to Vivocity, accompanied by Mon, to get hold of my Licks 5D Hello Music Land tix I had bought online. I will be bringing Aimar &amp; Kikin to watch a screen cum stage show next week. Mama Aimar yg excited. Hehe. Also because I will be mostly on leave next week. Woohoo.... Nak clear leave nye pasal. Haizzz. Anyway, Mon &amp; me shared a meal from Long John Silver's while we enjoyed the beautiful night view of Sentosa &amp;amp; also exchanging our life happenings. It's been a long time ya Mon. Till we meet again, compile those stories.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 4 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As schedule, I was on off day since I was working on Saturday. Punyalah lemah sey nk go my Japanese Language Class. But what to do... Can't ponteng too much. Jadi si pemalas ni drive to Peninsula plaza &amp; parked at Capitol building. Guess how much did 2hrs parking cost me? Blardy $6.70!! Every half hour is $1.50. Citot. Mane ERP charges lain. Whatever, I'm in Singapore. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 3 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 wedding invitations in just 1 day. Fazli &amp;amp; Maya each (bride &amp; groom), our neighbour's daughter getting engaged and Kamil &amp;amp; Suzi wedding. So we shortlisted and attended Maya's &amp; Kamil's. Initially, we planned to go to the Big Boyz Toyz at Spore Expo after all weddings. But when we called Shah on the way there, we were told that the jam was super terrible. Apa lagik, we made a quick decision &amp; turned into Woodland Central instead for shopping!! Hubby bought me a bag (AGAIN!!) &amp; a nice bling2 hair clip. He bought himself a shirt. Oh ya, met Vasoo along on the road. He brought us for a ride in his humongous tipper truck aka lori tanah. Shiokkkkkkkk............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/943490/P1020729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My OI classmate, both Fazli &amp; Maya. Selamat pengantin Baru!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 2 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working day for me &amp;amp; hubby. Heard Mak coming back so we decided to go over to Kak Dat's house but at the last minute they only stopped at JB. Since we reached home pretty late &amp; a little rushing to go to JB, we changed plan. Only later at night we went to join the gang at mcp. Left about midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 1 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a typical Singaporean, I was kiasu myself. Haha.... Only for the fact that I was curious &amp;amp; wanted to have the sneak peak of the new Ikea mega store in town. Furthermore, it is so near to home. Ibu &amp; me persuaded Ayah along - since hubby will be home late from work &amp;amp; we needed someone to drive us there. Sorry Ayah! geehee.... Expectedly, there was traffic congestion into it's parking area, but a well organized one though. But I must salute the way they handled it. There was traffic wardens to guide all cars into filling the lots in orderly manner. Applause Aapplause. Yah, human was plenty. Had fun window shopping though. Oh, I bought a box of tools at $9.90. Isn't that cheap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/343581/Image%28295%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look look.... Here I come....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was quite rushing then because we had promised Din to meet at his house. We reached at 11pm while Siti &amp; Mamak came a while later. While waiting, sempat me &amp;amp; hubby tried the 5ft ke 4ft ke pon tak tau, Pool table...... hehe...... gian peh pasal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/47437/Image%28297%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Din pon ape lagik, bakar charcoal. Nak feeling pat arab st lah konon. For the 1st time in my life I tried ShiSha (or however you spell it). Makao!! Nasib baik pat uma Din. Kecoh sak, org suma kuar asap berkepul kepul, aku skit pon takde rasa pape. Jgn ckp asap, charcoal pon malu nk idop. No matter how I tried, tak leh gak. In the end rasa nak muntah. Peh kental.... Well, not only me, hubby pon tak suka. Rasa lain ar. Si mamak jgn cakap. Senyap jek sey pat 1 corner enjoy sorang2 sampai tipis charcoal dier sedut sendiri. Ah, tu skali jek lah nampak nye isap ShiSha yg suma org favourite sgt. Ni lah org tak isap rokok, bodoh skit tentang benda2 gini. Kwang kwang kwang. Shaddup!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/445378/DSC00302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tgh carik asap... Hahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first janji we will leave at midnight. Tapi kan bila da suma duduk pat dining table bebual con, we miraculously left at 3am. Saturday me &amp; hubby work!!! Eh, nak dgr citer? Ade budak belo pakai selipar lain2 tapi haram tak perasan walaupon sungguh lain structure each of the slipper. Yg perasaan si kaki pengutuk lak tu!! Geram sey..... Arrggghhhh, MALU NYE AKU!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/988798/DSC00303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1st time in my life jadi selenge bacin ni macam. Nasib stakat g uma Din. Ade jek buat2 sampai town pakai ni macam, confirm balik sey. Diam lar!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116551038461179155?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116551038461179155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116551038461179155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/wednesday-3-dec-went-all-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116494677138164790</id><published>2006-12-01T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:19:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met at 1050hrs tempat biasa. Tapi seperti biasa, ramai yg lambat. Dalam menunggu tu, teringat lak door knob nye ribbon lupa nk bawak. Hubby &amp; me went back to take the ribbons. Da pasang ribbons, we left around 1145hrs all the way to Clementi - Joe's house. His event was on Saturday night so he didn't have any event on Sunday. Sampai jek, lek jap at his house, take pictures &amp; left for Tampines tempat Bride. On the way tu, ade mini accident lak. Farid langgar Malan dari belakang. According to Siti, it was very loud. Malan back bumper jatuh skit. Tapi Farid 1 week old Grill which cost him $200+ rabak. Also the front bumper. Dalam kekecohan &amp;amp; kebingungan, Farid tergaris tembok pat multi storey carpark. Tambah lagik rabak front bumper dier. Kesian tol ar. Moral of the story: Don't drive close to Malan. Also kawan2, rajin2 lah amalkan baca Bismillah bila masok kenderaan ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116494677138164790?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116494677138164790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116494677138164790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116494315765586861</id><published>2006-12-01T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T11:19:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another wedding. This time, it's Joe's wedding dinner at Lagun Sari Bukit Timah Plaza. Went with SulfTina aka JasDin. We decided to go in 1 car. Wak Fadin had generously offered to drive all of us. We reached at 8+pm and left at 10pm. Nice wedding and thank you for the invitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/999158/P1020720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/28236/P1020712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since it was Saturday lah konon, sampai uma suma tk tido. Layankan Aimar bukak present from Mama dier.... hehehe. Itupon tank zehhhhhh Din, kirim kau benda berat ni. Dgn meriahnye, Aimar kelentang kelentung his drum sampai kul 1am. Ishhhh......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/265904/P1020726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116494315765586861?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116494315765586861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116494315765586861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/12/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116442629124236515</id><published>2006-11-25T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T11:44:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rifqi Danish 2nd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/1600/713821/P1020706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/808573/P1020706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rifqi Danish, the birthday boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/314876/P1020707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids &amp; the menyelit parents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2892/2327/320/556198/P1020710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't they look similar... hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116442629124236515?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116442629124236515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116442629124236515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/rifqi-danish-2nd-birthday.html' title='Rifqi Danish 2nd birthday'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116404171153689019</id><published>2006-11-20T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:55:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din fetched hubby around 8am &amp; met some of the boys. I was still nicely tuck in bed. Ngantuk sak. They had to have the 1st batch for Haidar's nikah. I only left the house at 11.10am to fetch Siti &amp;amp; Jas before having so much chaos fetching Nora at Pasir Ris. Dah lah lambat, lupa hubby's t-shirt. So we had to make a rough turn back. Shucks! Luckily we got there in time. At near 1.30pm, once Groom &amp; everybody were ready, we convoyed to Bride's place. All the ladies were in 1 car. Since hubby was Groom's bestman, he went together with the kereta pengantin, drove by Supir Din. Hehe... We had a llooonngg day. Can't remember how many times we went up &amp;amp; down between Marine Crescent &amp; Tampines. Kaki dah menggigil sey. Furthermore, I was in my heels. Takleh angkat sey. Mane kepala berdenyut macam nak pecah. I think the weather was totally challenging. We felt the dehydration. After dah lepak sekejap at Bride's place, we finally left at 7.30pm. Semua prangai dah merepek. Sampai buat kelakar tapi dah tak larat nak ketawa. Macam2 kes kalau dah ramai2 gini. But all in all, the day was super tiring but was ABSOLUTE FUN!! Love you guys!! Anyway, don't forget, another one this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020670.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020674.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020689.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020691.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020688.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sampai jek uma, berebut me &amp; hubby nak mandi. By 7.30pm, semua da parking atas katil tido. We only woke up at 11.30pm when Ibu, Ayah &amp;amp; Kikin got home. Me &amp; hubby officially handed Kikin his well deserved gift. All for the very good reason of....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. His belated birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Unexpectly very good results for his exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. For taking good care of Aimar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Never asked for anything except a $1 parachute patung soldier at Changi Village shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Always obeying to all advises&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kikin posing with his proud posession-Gameboy Advance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Dabis jek ceremony gift presenting &amp; melantak-ing, kite sambung tido lagik sampai pagi!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week has been a busy busy week for me. Helping a little bit with the car's door knob ribbons for Haidar's big day. Too tired to blog or even watch my favourite shows on tv. Anyway, I guess the kahwin2 season has started. Mine started on Saturday. From 2pm, we were at Pak Ngah's house attending my cousin's wedding, Nur Shiqah. Penat berdiri &amp; super berpeluh, we left at about 6pm to get Kikin's gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020663.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;We reached home in time to shower &amp; met the boys at 7.45pm at our void deck. We were heading for Haidar's place. Sampai jek, 1st thing isi perut dulu sebelum buat kerja. We started arranging the flowers &amp;amp; ribbons only at 9+pm. Biasalah, setabang after setabang, barulah leh bergerak. Half way during the brainstorming, ade saje benda tak cukup. So Shah, Farid &amp; Rizal rushed down to Mustafa Centre to get nylon string, some fabric &amp;amp; flowers. Shah showing off his feminine side. (selamat aku...hehe) So I only concentrated on getting the car's door knob ribbons in place. Finally, at 1.30am all were up in place. Dah penat ketawa, ape lagik, berdesut suma balik coz on Sunday another early day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020666.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116404171153689019?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116404171153689019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116404171153689019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday-din-fetched-hubby-around-8am.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116352502911895073</id><published>2006-11-15T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:23:49.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaotic Inferno Beraya-Sunday, 12 Nov 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/P1020649.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020649.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Long planned &amp; awaited event. We gathered at 11am at our usual place. While waiting for the rest, terperasan pulak kete Din minyak leaking from the tank below. Kecoh sekejap. Si Farid ni bleh isap rokok pat situ org da sibuk2 wipe off the petrol. Aniaya btol ar budak ni. Rupanye takde pape. Suspen jek. Overflow gaknye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it was an enjoyable &amp;amp; tiring raya. Ape tak kecoh, 10 cars sey. Luckily most da ade comms. Walkie talkie lah harapan. Kalau tak cfm susah nak control pat road. Dah macam citer Gerak Khas-"Batu Lima to Batu Tujuh, over" Hehe.... Itupon kena brenti2 bila satu sangkut pat traffic light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To start off, 1st house was Malan's. We then proceded to Wandi's, then Shah, Farid, Ours, Din, Mamak, Shahreel &amp; lastly 10pm at Ezwan's. Best part was, there was sumptious buffet spread of foods at EVERY house! Makao, leh koyak sak kain. 9 meals for the day. We ended the day early at 11+pm coz the next day majority have to work. Selamat lah aku off day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116352502911895073?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116352502911895073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116352502911895073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/chaotic-inferno-beraya-sunday-12-nov.html' title='Chaotic Inferno Beraya-Sunday, 12 Nov 2006'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116340194814203611</id><published>2006-11-13T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:45:16.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I was working, hubby sent me off to work, on his way to Leng Kee workshop. He wanted to be the 1st person there when the workshop opens. To hubby greatest disappointment, the mechanic said that the specialist was not on duty on that day &amp; can only have the windscreen changed on Monday. Furthermore, the stock will only arrive after 2pm. So he suggested hubby to do all the paperwork 1st. But again, Allah helped us again-another mechanic approached hubby to say that there was a last piece available for our car model &amp; it can be done on the same day. It was the greatest news of the month! Black Stallion was left for repairing work. Hubby made his way to the nearest MRT station heading to Mamat's open house. As he was about to leave, a shuttle service provided by the workshop came by, saving hubby from the rain. It sends their customers to the nearest MRT station. Gosh! Count our lucky stars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 5pm, hubby fetched me from work. It was still raining. We were reluctant to make a move. Nowadays, we are skeptical over heavy rain after what happened to Din's. But we went on. I didn't stop praying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dipendekkan cerita, my sis in law called saying they are coming to my house together with my parents in law &amp; hubby's aunty- that gave me the slimmest time frame to clean the super berserak house &amp; also preparing food. Aimar pulak tumpahkan shampoo on the carpet. Makin di-lap makin berbuih. Tak sabar, I dragged it to the toilet &amp; scrubbed it for the longest time. When they came, rumahku tak bercarpet. Haiz... Murtabak yg hubby beli lak tersikit. Mane lah sangka ramai lak yg dtg. Hubby's cousin &amp;amp; anak2 pon ade. Malu lah saye. Apa leh buat, last minute. (excuses lagik.....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another car washing session. Left Aimar in Ibu's good hands. We were so worried over our cracked windscreen from last Sunday's flying pebble at KJE. Gosh! My heart cracked with it too. It was only about 10cm long when it happened. But today, we noticed the hairline grew longer. We were worried sick esp with the upcoming jalan raya on Sunday. (tak glamour sey-but our safety is more than anything else) But I was also thinking, not another $500 for this!? (when I'm already counting to our Black Stallion's 1st birthday) Anyway, the conversation goes.... from our cracked windscreen to Haidar's wedding convoy to our 1st jalan raya &amp; whatever not.... the normal tak abis2 nak kutuk org conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment I reached home, I made a call to our insurance company. I was trying my luck eventhough I'm pretty sure the office will be close by then. It was near midnight. I was right, the customer service department only works on weekdays till 6pm. I was thwarted on my attempt. But there was this answering machine with options on workshops listings. Well, I guess that could be the best information I can get at that hour. At least I tried to get something going. As luck would have it, my line was transferred to a normal ringing sound. I was praying. Alhamdulliah, there was a guy on the other line. Though he sounded as if he's on bed, I couldn't stop smiling &amp;amp; started darting him with question. I went around with the flying pebble story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-NCB would not be affected (what the fish is NCB!!??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Coming premium would not be revised (that's important to note)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-My current package covered windscreen damage (so I don't have to pay any cent as the $500 excess is waived!! Alhamdulillah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Just go down to any Toyota workshop and have it replaced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;~~Syukur Alhamdulillah~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JADE, the well known stuck up, insensitive &amp; miss-I-know-it-all bitch from American Next Top Model. I hated her from the 1st episode of the reality show. Who would imagine I could bump into her at the Cityhall MRT. I was excited to see her, not for the fact that I adore her in any way, coz I never, not even a little bit. It's just for the fact that she's in my favourite show &amp;amp; also the idea of having a shot with an American celeb (now that's she's on tv) makes it a rare encounter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, she didn't disappoint me with her attitude - she REALLY did portray her true snobbishly conceited self. I was chasing after her to take a picture. I think I only came up to her chest - that's the only excuse I could find for her to ignore me for standing in front her damn face &amp; ignoring me for 5 secs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Hi, are you Jade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jade: Yes.... (after hesitating &amp;amp; in her whatever voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me: Can I take a picture with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jade: Err err sure.. (she was so reluctant &amp; gave me that vexed attitude)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While Lin &amp;amp; I was preparing our camera phone, her local gay friend came along. And yes, she continued talking to him while we stood there waiting. I was thinking on the verge to leave but half of me said stay &amp; wait for this bitch. Well, she turned before I could decide. Unfortunately, Lin took a video instead of a picture. Before I could say anything, whoosh.... there goes Jade with her friend. They literally stormed off! Tell me, isn't that RUDE!! Jade is just Jade. Her rude &amp;amp; true self. WHATEVER!! I just hoped she will not win....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116340194814203611?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116340194814203611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116340194814203611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturday-since-i-was-working-hubby.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116290672448016283</id><published>2006-11-07T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:38:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/P1020617.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020617.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woohoo... love my new MP3. Nothing fancy, just something that can keep me company &amp; awake on the way to work every morning. Initially, wanted to repair my 5GB Creative Zen Micro but it cost $198. Simultaneously after I agreed to it, the sales girl mentioned that a promo will be up soon for 6GB at only $149 (you guys should check it out). So I placed my name for it. Hehe... As Seri &amp; me walked out of the shop, I was thinking, why would I need such an extreme (memory size) MP3 when mrt ride from Tampines to City Hall only takes 20mins. I don't need all the songs in it at one go. So I changed my mind to enquire on the stock of this one. To my disappointment, it has already sold out. But the lady (I forgot to ask for her name), quickly initiated to ask at the nearest store. Sho shweet right....? As luck was on my side, there were a couple left at PS. Another reservation made! Fickle me. Right after class ,Itot accompanied me to PS. Got my hands on it. Hahahaha... So fun! My $39 Creative MuVo 256MB (it can fit about 128 songs-or so stated the package). Alah, anything new will be so exciting, kan kan kan jonet!? Oh ya, I did convince Itot to buy a $69 1GB Slim piece, since she's been procrastinating to buy it. And so, many of us in the office has a pair of the new gadget. Ok, so much bout it. Got to go... nak watch Sembilu. Shaddup! (I know what you are thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my books of Sunday rules, we are scheduled to wake up late-again! (no matter how much we try). And so we did. Oh ok, this time the excuse I have was because we slept at 4am aft Ritz Raya. Had to force myself to wash the dishes &amp; put everything back into place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We left for Cicer Asnah's (that's what we commonly call her for Teacher Hasnah..hehe) place only at 1pm. We were late for Kak Dat's place &amp;amp; then Cik Mas place at Teck Whye. Only 3 houses cause it's Sunday. Must perk up &amp; ready for Monday. BUT.... since our Junk Food Box is running out of supplies, we set off for the nearest all time favourite Sheng Siong (or otherwise pronounced as Sing Song...haha) at Ten Mile Junction. Got myself a trolley full of all the wants &amp;amp; necessary groceries. All the way home from Teck Whye, only to reach home at 9pm exactly. Pphheeww.... penat gak eh jln raya ni. Mane nak glamour, nak pakai heels, nak layan peluh, nak angkat kain naik tangga, nak dukung Aimar, nak maintain rambut.... lelah mak dibuat nye. Ape leh buat, raya setahun skali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020611.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cik Mas &amp;amp; Cik Atip place&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116290672448016283?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116290672448016283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116290672448016283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/mondaywoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116283448184763125</id><published>2006-11-07T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T01:34:41.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One word to describe. HAPPENING MAUT!! Eh, ni da dua word. Anyway, tak disangka dan tak diduga, the so unplanned raya outing was a memorable one - Great friendship ever established in just 1 day. Most of our husband met for the 1st time, but that doesn't deter us to feel so comfortable with each other. One thing in common, we love kutuk-ing each other. Hahaha... I think the only reason we perspire was because we were laughing so bad the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Btw, 1st house was Seri. Janji jek mula2 kul 11am. Drag drag drag sampailah kul 2pm. Nak dgr citer? 2nd house, kite da plan nak g uma Kak Habsah. So kite tanye lah anak sedara dier, Lin block brape. Dier ckp lah 800+ Marsiling. So off we go. Sampai jek, tau2 dier ckp tu uma dier. Tak cekik darah budak ni, padahal da ckp sey. Ish.... padanlah kite panggil dier Lin Lost. Cute btol ar... Dgn confident lagik dier ckp "Wah, pandai ar suami Nina, dier tau g uma aku" Kan da kena berbakul-bakul. Kejadian2 mereps ginilah buat hari tu mcm kecoh gitu. Kecoh2 pon, dpt kite jugak 8 rumah. Last was mine. By the time suma muka dah ronyok abis. So we ended the day bermaafan bawah block at near 2am. Padahal pat atas bleh sey...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/Us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020602.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116283448184763125?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116283448184763125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116283448184763125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-word-to-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116247659767883386</id><published>2006-11-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:09:58.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My bitches in town!!! We met &amp; had our traditional stories telling aka gossips at 2 Hot Halal Cafe, Esplanade. At last, a halal cafe in Esplanade vicinity. Hey peeps, food was not bad. Affordable and vast variety of food. From Pasta to Burgers to Udon to Nasi Lemak to Satay and many more! Nice.... should try.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beraya dirumah Chef Norlele... hehe... Alamak, dah mintak maaf. K K sorry. Hehe. Anyway kan, lontong power giler ar kak mala....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116247659767883386?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116247659767883386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116247659767883386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/11/tuesdaymy-bitches-in-town-we-met-had.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116223128049720607</id><published>2006-10-31T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T21:34:00.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habis-habisan collection......</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every year without fail, visiting during raya will always stress up my leg muscle. Penat sey... but setahun tak sekali kan... Oh, customarily like every other year, on the 1st weekend we will rounding nenek sedara's houses. Or to be more exact, those staying way out of Tampines circumference. 1st stop at 12pm was Nenek Jujuk's house at Tanglin Halt. But before we left, it was raining like never before. Our void deck was quickly flooded in less than half an hour. Macam tinggal pat kampung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My long lost friend from Primary School. Last met I think 13 years ago. Now, she's my distance relative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arwah nenek aku punye adik punye anak kahwin dgn abang dier. Paham tak??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/Mon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aik, Mons lagik!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020561.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, 1st house was Nenek Jujuk's at Tanglin Halt. Then followed by 6 other houses. Jalan raya meeting adjourned at 9pm being last at Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020543.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired Aimar on the way home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Start off quite late. Ni semua gara2 kasut nye pasal. Ibu misplaced her new hari raya pair of heals. Ransacked the whole house. Store checked. Kitchen checked. Rooms checked. No sign. So I brought Ibu to Century Square to get a quick best available shoes. Either no size or not to Ibu's liking. What to do... we went home empty handed and on top of that, we were late. We only reached Cik Ipit's place at 5pm. Ceh! Nobody yet. We were to gathered there before mass rempuh rumah sedara lain. Hehe. Anyway, we managed to serakkan 5 houses. Ibu's was the last one. Everybody left at almost 2am. Ngantuk gilerrrrrr.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My most respectable Ayah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020494.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just LOVE her. Every single bit of my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The elder cousins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Auntie &amp; Uncle kecik with nephew Aimar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A family troop of cats at my uncle's balcony - 4 cats &amp;amp; 8 extremely cute kittens&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116223128049720607?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116223128049720607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116223128049720607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/habis-habisan-collection.html' title='Habis-habisan collection......'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116197922314641651</id><published>2006-10-28T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T04:01:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari raya fever is still so hot! It's the 4th day already. 5 days on leave &amp; enjoying raya at home was zippy quick. Anyway, on 1st day raya we went to Pak Uda's house &amp;amp; Mak Ngah's house only since I have lost both my grandparents. Sob sob....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aimar &amp; papa dearest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aimar &amp; mama dearest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the 2nd day, we didn't intend to go visiting as most of our relatives we know were either out visiting or working. You know where we headed to then? VIVOCITY! Hehehe.... nice &amp;amp; big. But some of the shops were not open yet (and esp paycheck was only on its way). Yes, you guessed it. I'll be back, since I have flirted with the things I have ogled at. Haha. Oh ya, you must check out the view overlooking Sentosa from the mall balcony-I call it. It was swanky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was drizzling. Added up the relaxed feeling with the breeze blowing to your face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See, Aimar enjoyed it too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, continue jalan raya on Thursday night visiting at Iman's - our 2nd family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On Friday night, this cutie was on his way to visiting again for 'collection'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(and uncle/auntie since you are reading, you are not spared!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At Mak Usu's place&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then, Nek Encah's house till midnight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh not forgetting malam raya, Aimar helped papa dust off the furniture (after papa spent 8 damn bloody hours at Driver's Corner to finish up on the LED lights-yes I was pissed off).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020407.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The reliable little boy of mine. Hehe. (Darling, you too! Such superb job you have done cleaning the house.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;K peeps, it's 4am liao. Goooooood night!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116197922314641651?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116197922314641651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116197922314641651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/hari-raya-fever-is-still-so-hot-its.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116162736035182940</id><published>2006-10-24T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T02:16:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/shr_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/shr_logo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Khas buat semua teman2 &amp;amp; kaum keluarga, saya ingin menyusun sepuluh jari memohon ampun dan maaf ikhlas dari hati jika ada salah dan silap saya selama ini. Mana yang termakan dan terminum harap dihalalkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Semoga bahagia disamping orang2 yang tersayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116162736035182940?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116162736035182940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116162736035182940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/khas-buat-semua-teman2-kaum-keluarga.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116145081191859645</id><published>2006-10-22T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:35:53.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Coming....!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spring Clean was the code word for the week. After break fast everyday, hubby &amp; me did nothing except dusting &amp;amp; scrubbing our small home &amp; slept at 2am almost every night. Only on the past few days we bluff ourselves &amp;amp; slept through with Aimar. Hahahaha..... Bila sadar, of coz, we were too sleepy to continue our routine. Friday, instead of going Geylang as planned, we went to meet Din, Mamak &amp; Malan at the carpark. Jiwa peh pasal, the guys went to help Malan carried some heavy plates from his car. By the time we reached home was about 11+pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday, hubby left house at 9am with 7 other cars for make over-maklumlah nak raya kan. 1st they went to GroomMax for polishing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/DSC002422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah.... the process of removing the stain left by taik lubung. Don't underestimate the acidic-ness of it!! Stoo-pid.... I must educate birds nowadays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/DSC00244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoying the aircon at the lounge while waiting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Following that, hubby went to get the LED lights fixed at the Driver's Corner. By then it's already 3pm!! Macam2 benda aku da buat, hubby tak balik2. Ish, geram btol. My instinct was right about the whole thing!!-anyway... Even then, only 90% of it was ready. The balance lights will only come in on Monday. He better make it quick then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/DSC00245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's Jason the small guy, owner of Driver's Corner. Ever so friendly &amp; humble young boss - see, he's doing the work himself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After break fast, hubby continued clean ape2 yg patut. While I was trying to finish up on my curtains. Stress nye aku... 2 more days!! Oh yes, at the struck of midnight, I'm left with 10% of it. Will continue tomorrow first thing in the morning. Lelah sey..... Ok lah, go to go &amp; help hubby scrub the kitchen..... Ciaozz &amp;amp; slamat last 2 sahur.... sob sob....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116145081191859645?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116145081191859645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116145081191859645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/raya-coming.html' title='Raya Coming....!!!'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116093686829426964</id><published>2006-10-16T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T02:27:48.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horribly expected, all 3 of us woke up at near afternoon. Ngantuk sey. Luckily Ibu semua blom tido when we reached home last night, so we sahur at near 1am. Dengan tak mandi &amp; dengar lagu2 raya, semangat nak kemas tu seronoks jek. While hubby cleaned the entire house windows, I wiped all dusty tops &amp;amp; scrubbed the carpet. Lenguh sungguh tanganku.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed &amp; rested for awhile before leaving for Kak Dat's house for buka get-together. Parents in law ku were here too! It's so nice to have everybody around. We left at 10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kanak2 riang di Aidilfitri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sempat2 aje, we met Din, Ezwan, Haidar &amp; Malan at 'carpark port' for a while. Ade saje cerita. Not long after, we headed home coz tomorrow is another working week!! AARRGGHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once hubby's friend came, we loaded all the barang2 into the back of the lorry. Off we went to Jurong Karang Guni-Ah Lim. We had 2 old speakers, vcd player, vcr player, vacuum, amplifier &amp;amp; surround sound speaker. I was so astounded on what I saw in the warehouse. Heaps &amp; heaps of used items. Anyway, I left smiling. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All sizes of used tv sets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/tilam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amik kau tilam2 beceng! That's only a quarter sak. Hhmm, tilam si anu takde ke? hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/system.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cobwebly alot-of all mades &amp; brands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Immediately when we reached home, I prepared for our Iftar Session with the gang later in the evening; while hubby cleaned, repaired &amp; painted the toilets. Soon after, Din &amp;amp; family were the 1st to come. We started preparing the food &amp; things. Amacam leh terlupa buat air at the last minute. Sampai da azan. Thousand apologies guys. Sungguh tak organize-my 1st attempt for a major iftar gathering at my house. Apart from that, I want to thank all 20 of you for coming-nasib lah muat in my small humble home. Jangan serik eh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Despite the perut kenyang, they chatted &amp;amp; made a plan. At about 10pm, out of many places, we left for Yishun Dam to lepakz. On the way there, biasalah semua nak feeling2 racing. Nak2 si Babut. Begitu jugak dier tak nampak hump, tinggi woh dier terbang. Ape lagik, bumper member pecah. Sedih tak terkira, bumper baru replace. Next time, be more vigilant ok.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Masih sempat nak senyum &amp; thumbs up si Babut ni&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another session at 'carpark port'. Shattered was my plan to pursue on my curtains. Anyway, I wasn't in the mood. Chatted &amp;amp; left at 11pm. KONONnya nak overnight with hubby to do spring cleaning since both of us are not working on Saturday. Aimar pulak wanted both of us beside him when he wanted to sleep-ntah ape angin. He took so long to fall asleep, and guess what? We too went into dreamland. Only to wake up at 4am feeling so lamely wasted. Duh! Ya ya, tak kemas jugak akhirnya!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116093686829426964?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116093686829426964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116093686829426964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend.html' title='Weekend!!'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116073471574103702</id><published>2006-10-13T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T18:18:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy for Hari Raya preparation</title><content type='html'>Haizzz.... Busy btol. Dari hari ke sehari nak go geylang tak pegi2. Sunday nak go, hubby lak keje. Monday nak go, teringat banyak pulak my must-watch-tv-programmes. Tuesday, ter-malas. So finally we went on Wednesday. Another day where money just flushed out from our wallets like nobody's business. What to do.... Met hubby, Aimar &amp; Adik at Yokoso carpark. I was straight from work. Punyalah selekeh. Gasak lah!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was merely me &amp;amp; my blom siap curtains. Baby Aimar was sssooo helpful he kept pulling the cloth away from me. Dah kena marah, he chased after Ibu's tray of cookies. Using whatever he can grabbed, he smacked flat Ibu's not ready kueh. Aiyoh! Pening nye kepala. Bila nak siap? So since hubby going out to meet Din, he brought Aimar along. I watched from the window. In my heart, how was hubby gonna handle Aimar alone. But ironically, he sat quietly with the seat belt on. SUCH A GOOD BOY!! For once, I had peace to continue sewing my curtains. Ibu finished her cookies &amp; Ayah settled the paintings. Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;Half past 10pm, that cute boy was back!! Expectedly, he ran over my fabric the moment hubby put him down. Tsk tsk tsk. I had to call it a day......&lt;br /&gt;Today, is Friday!!! Yippee.... It doesn't only mean it's weekend, but its the end of my 7pm-knock-off shift. I hate it so much! I had to break fast in the office for 4 damn bloody days.&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok, I will have 2 full weekends at home. Tonight after work, I'm going NTUC to buy Lontong Goreng ingredients. See you guys tomorrow.... Don't be late! Ciao....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116073471574103702?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116073471574103702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116073471574103702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/busy-for-hari-raya-preparation.html' title='Busy for Hari Raya preparation'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116027794466119712</id><published>2006-10-08T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:16:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Orang giler jek keje on Saturday. Ape nak buat, carik rezeki halal. Luckily, on duty was Abg Zico &amp; Seri, shiok lah kite nyanyi2 pat opis. Lagikpon I was running RIA. The whole day dgr lagu raya. Woohoo.... semangat laye sulah mali.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boring nyer, Ayah, Adik &amp;amp; hubby were also working. So left Ibu, Kikin &amp; me to break fast by ourselves. Hubby only reached home at 7.30pm. As promised, waited for Helmi &amp;amp; Siti at our void deck at 8.45pm. Since they wanted to know more about cars. Meet the experts..... (not us of course!). Kesian org Yishun sesat pat Tamp so we rescued them at Tamp Polyclinic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siti, Nina, Nina, Siti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How coincident! Anyway, ALL makes up my full name. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Standing L-R: Inn, Apek, Lan, Mamak, Babut, Helmi, Rizal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting L-R: Haidar, Shah, Fadin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(pat carpark pon nak amik gambar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hhmm.... duduk bawah pon best ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meeting adjorned at 11.30pm.... Till we meet again next weekend at my house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, unexpectedly, Emie called saying she's at Geylang with Mama break fast at Haig Road. Fuyoh, kenangan sey tu. Actually I was damn lethargic, but macam shiok gitu da lama tak kumpul ramai2. Since Ibu wanted to go too, I followed. Hubby still at work so I went ahead. Hubby went to wash car with Din. There, met Mama &amp; Emie at TKC. Walked around for food &amp;amp; raya necessities. Finally, I got my carpet. Alah, nak tunggu hubby lambat sangat. Hhmm, so left to buy for baju kurung Aimar only. The rest... so far settled. Alhamdulillah. I'm so excited... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/Image%28283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meeting point &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/Image%28284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mongah &amp; Monsu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After much shopping &amp;amp; menyemakkan Geylang, we finally left at 11.30pm. Happy....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116027794466119712?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116027794466119712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116027794466119712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/saturdayorang-giler-jek-keje-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-116006365251681840</id><published>2006-10-05T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:54:12.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break fast together on Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah.... After much planning &amp; discussion, we finally reached consensus that was to break fast at Marina Square Food Loft. Considering the fact that some of us finished work at 7pm. As yes, I was contented enough as I got my Grilled Chicken Rice set. Hehe.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aik, our dearest June &amp; Bam2 pon fasting ke? Hehe....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ida, cantik nye muka kau.... Bluek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy lah tu dah dapat makan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-116006365251681840?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116006365251681840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/116006365251681840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/break-fast-together-on-wednesday.html' title='Break fast together on Wednesday'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115977084636418432</id><published>2006-10-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:33:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aarrrgghhh, I woke at 7am to dress up. Damn, it was early weekend again. I'm going to JB after quite sometime. Ni pon pasal nak shopping for raya stuffs. 1st stop was Giant plentong. Let see what I bought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Cookie Jar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Table Runner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Rubbish Bin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. 4 Karaoke VCDs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. Car Air Freshener&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Socks for hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Aimar's pyjamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Groceries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next stop, Angsana. There, I almost went crazy on the vast variety of hari raya cookies. So cheap-even before sale. They all looks good, fresh &amp; tasted good too (thanks to the sample they gave us for trying at home after buka). So of coz, I bought a few, having in mind I would return for more. hehe.... I managed to buy Aimar's baju kurung &amp;amp; a small carpet. Benda2 tak important like sunglasses &amp; ANOTHER table runner mesti &lt;em&gt;ter&lt;/em&gt;beli, knowing me. Ish.... I pitied Ayah car. Dah macam kereta berhias. Boot full to the rim sey. Not enough, the front seat was swamped too. Bising Ayah..... Sorrylah, ni lah jadi kalau shop with 2 women. Lain kali gi JB must drive a 40 footer container lah. Hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, waited for hubby to fetch. We met '&lt;em&gt;gang jahat&lt;/em&gt;' :) at Pattaya Garden Restaurant for buka session together. We didn't drop by at Geylang as it was too crowded. Aaww, can't get my carpet yet. All 7 of us (Farid left early) went to Restu at Tampines to lepak instead. Later Sue &amp;amp; Hafis joined us till 10.30pm. The moment I reached home, the ke-ngantuk-kan was to the ultimate level. GOOD NIGHT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ish.... Pattaya Garden Restaurant ni takde colour lain ke nak buat paint the walls. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as hubby reached home from work, Ibu &amp; me made our way to HDB town council (or whatever it is called) to pay our bills and renew the parking coupons. Imagine in a span of 1hr, we paid for 3 vehicles' 3 months parking, conservancy, SCV &amp;amp; hp bill - phewww, boleh sawan sak dalam sekejapan. Right after, we fetched Aimar from hubby &amp; left for Geylang &amp;amp; Arab st. Akak nak jahit langsir kain tak cukup. Best part, the same fabric da sold out. I had to find my way out by buying another material. Tengok jelah nanti... By the time we were leaving for Arab st from Geylang, it was raining so bloody heavily. I hate to drive in the rain!! I think all drivers hate to drive in the rain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Initially, we wanted to buka at Geylang. But since Ayah tak nak &amp;amp; hubby will be back late, cancel plan! We bought makanan buka at 900+. Hehe.... At last, I got my favourite kebab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Being Saturday night, we were trying to find something good to do later in the night, so the whole family watched Ganyut - lepak nak mampos. At 1.30am, we left for Safron to sahur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115977084636418432?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115977084636418432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115977084636418432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/10/sunday-aarrrgghhh-i-woke-at-7am-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115950063657594255</id><published>2006-09-29T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:30:36.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shioknyerrrr.... As I was about to doze off in the MRT this morning, listening to RIA, I heard that Hady was going to be on air!!! Tak jadi tido aku. Then aku thengar, thengar, thengar.... besh ar besh ar.... (za, aku rasa kau je lah yg tau ape aku ckp tu...) Hehe... The most irritating part, as he was about to say good bye, I was going underground. BORING!! Anyway, he was very humble &amp; being himself. Hope he doesn't change after being a public figure. Hhmm... my 3rd consecutive entry about Hady... I guess the Hady fever is still around. Sorry hunny, just this last one okie... Next will be about you okie - my lifetime Idol!! Hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enough about our Singapore Idol, now I'm looking forward to enjoying every second of Ramadhan. Anyway, last night after buka, me &amp;amp; Ibu went to get Aimar's monthly necessities-leaving the baby behind loving his Papa at home. We ran from places to places grabbing anything we can, ranging from milk powder to bananas - nak buat goreng pisang for today buka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eeerrmmm..... I was in Geylang again for the 2nd time on Wednesday night. Itupon tak plan. Hubby happened to be home in time for buka. While lazing around after buka &amp; solat, ter-suggest pulak nak pegi Geylang. Hehe.... So off we go naik lorry. Lucky thing, being weekday, there we not so many people. Along the way, I bumped into Ila - adik nye si dektu. She was nice enough to smile &amp; salam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The whole night, we followed Ayah around to find Baju Kurung, and finally at almost 11pm he finally decided on the one. Penat sungguh. Atas lori jugak makan dendeng and otak2 'bisu' - tak sempat2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oklah, nak continue keje. Ciaozzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115950063657594255?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115950063657594255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115950063657594255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/ecstatic.html' title='Ecstatic'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115927506616541585</id><published>2006-09-26T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:51:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hady Mirza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/Hady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/Hady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DESERVING WINNER.... HADY MIRZA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nevermind he's another soul singer. He had won hundred of thousands Singaporeans' hearts out there with his exemplary and outstanding performances. Commonly and easily, people compare his style and vocals ability to Taufik's. To each of its own. You can't compare Mee Siam and Mee Rebus, though both are noodles in thick undeniable shiok gravy. But both are DIFFERENT and delicious in it's own way!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With great doubt by many (for a million reason), Hady was crowned the Singapore Idol 2006 title last night. I knew he will win but somehow deep inside me, a little voice said it was gonna be Jonathan. But even then, both had their style and voice power. And yes, both are humble hunks, to add to the package!! Congratulations Hady.... keep it going man....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115927506616541585?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115927506616541585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115927506616541585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/hady-mirza.html' title='Hady Mirza'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115915790417756409</id><published>2006-09-25T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T12:18:24.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Idol Finals 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/Hady-Mirza.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/Hady-Mirza.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HADY!! HADY!! HADY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go Hady go Hady go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo..... He was splendid last night. I had goosebumps when he sang all the songs yesterday. He was damn good boy.... And for those who haven't been doing their part.... here's the no &lt;strong&gt;43657......Hady:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: please let him win..........&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/22820239-115915790417756409?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115915790417756409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115915790417756409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/singapore-idol-finals-2006.html' title='Singapore Idol Finals 2006'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115906958569569014</id><published>2006-09-24T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:46:25.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good morning..... Selamat berpuasa kepada semua umat Islam. Alhamdulillah, we meet again this Ramadhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today mark hubby's 1 week at the new place and he left for work right after Sahur. 1st day jek da mimpi mepek2. Mcm mane Abu leh jadi alien &amp; I stayed at hutan plak. Ish,  scary sey the dream. Nonsense sungguh. Probably because unexpectedly, I bumped into Abu at Geylang last night. Met Ica &amp; Mas too. Diri sebelah2 leh tak prasan. I guess both were so engrossed in eyeing our Dendeng!! hehe.... Aimar were so amazed by the lightings. Keep on calling me everytime he saw lampu kelap kelip. I had fun shopping! But most not for raya. Haha.. as usual-2 shoes, skirt, watch &amp;amp; 3 brooches. We walked around a while more while waiting hubby to fetch us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020356.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Magnificent entrance to Geylang-the must go place during Ramadhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kikin &amp;amp; Aimar posing-sempat jek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115906958569569014?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115906958569569014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115906958569569014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/ramadhan-2006.html' title='Ramadhan 2006'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115899763019601003</id><published>2006-09-23T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:47:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CLUMSY DRIVER-that's my middle name. Sheesshhh.... Bila lah nak pandai venture road. Kecoh sey.... Only excuse, too lazy to be lost. But seriously, that's the way to be a road savvy-learn from mistakes. Since hubby was at work, I had to have the car washed. It is stinkingly in a very filthy condition. Macam baru balik perang. The stupid taik lubong. Firstly, fetching Kikin at a busy tiny carpark at Afghanistan area was extremely what I hated. I felt assaulted with hornings from all angles just because either they wanted to park and get out of the parking lots. AARRGGHHH..... I hate them, giving me the acrid look. So what!! Manoeuver around me then S-hole! Oh ya, as promised to hubby, I went to Ubi-tailgating Ayah. Hehe..... Once there, I was left alone. Gasak lah. The moment Steven said OK, I scrammed home. Steven was the guy who did the washing. Finding way home, was brief. Eksyen! So that's my Saturday afternoon peeps.... Later going to Geylang with Ibu. Shall update on the raya lights pics.... I hope! Ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115899763019601003?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115899763019601003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115899763019601003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/clumsy-driver-thats-my-middle-name.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115849234461366155</id><published>2006-09-17T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:47:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaotic Picnic</title><content type='html'>10am at usual meeting point. Thanks to Terryfox Run, from Sentosa we changed plan to ECP. Guess what was the 1st thing we did when we reached? EAT!! Haiz.... tengoklah size satu2 da tau dah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020306.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020318.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Abih main bola pat tebing2 pantai. Ish... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jejaka2 perasan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sue &amp; her Chocolate Dip Strawberry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To all.... You are the best!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115849234461366155?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115849234461366155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115849234461366155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/chaotic-picnic.html' title='Chaotic Picnic'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115849080261538121</id><published>2006-09-17T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:00:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimar's Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aaddooiii..... I stood for a total of 4hrs on Saturday doing warm welcome at the hotel's door for IMF delegates. Only within that short period I could feel the muscle pull and backache resulting from saying "Good afternoon Sir" "Welcome Sir" "Have a good day Sir". I can't imagine the abang2 police stationed there for 12 hours everyday checking and screening guests all day long. All of that with packed lunch food and limited rest. Do you think I can complain doing what I'm doing now? Anyway, despite all the above, we made new friends. They are normal human beings afterall. Had our laughter and kutuk2 moments when there were no guests coming in. Hold on guys, the Gala closure is coming soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just like old days, hubby fetched me at the same exact seat outside Marina Square just like 4yrs ago when we were dating. But this time, hubby was carrying Aimar along. Now, we have fun shopping together as a complete family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hhmm... Hello...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As expected, 1st stop was Famous Amos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Excuse me, can I have 200gm of No Nut Cookies, please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After some shopping, we dine in at Pizza Hut. Aimar was happily doing some colouring before the food came. Excellent service. Excellent people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woohoo... here comes my Traditional Spaghetti Bolognaise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Slurp... Slurp... Slurp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aimar busy at work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mirror reflection&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeay, finally going home!! Aimar's 2nd MRT ride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115849080261538121?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115849080261538121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115849080261538121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/aimars-day-out.html' title='Aimar&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115816170241123001</id><published>2006-09-13T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:20:32.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/P1020242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby Aimar and cousin, Baby Amirul &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/DSC00123.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/DSC00123.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nira, Kina, Nina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115816170241123001?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115816170241123001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115816170241123001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday-baby-aimar-and-cousin-baby_13.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115752262434331298</id><published>2006-09-06T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:03:44.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haizzz.... Busy busy week for me. After Aimar was down on fever, I have taken more time to watch his eating order. Poor baby was down with 39degrees. Me &amp; hubby panicked and brought him to see the doctor. We were both on 2 days urgent leave on 30th &amp;amp; 31st August. Alhamdulillah he got much better. So on Saturday, when hubby reached home at around 1.30pm, we used that opportunity to bring Aimar out. We left house about 7pm for Harbourfront. Hhmm.... nothing much though. By 9pm we were already heading home. I called Ibu to see if they have plans. Hehe..... To much of Ibu's delight, we fetched them and off we went to Pasir Ris Park. Walked around a while and watched some Lau Peks fishing at the Fishing Village. Since Ayah and Hubby wanted to watch soccer, we left for home at 12am. On Sunday, since Hubby helped Mamak to move their things to the new house, me &amp; Aimar spent most of the time at home. Had so much laundry to do. Hubby only reached home at 3pm. We had a very nice nap together with Aimar's routine day sleep. We woke up only to Ibu's call to ask us along to Changi Village for dinner. The rest of the day...... laggggg.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115752262434331298?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115752262434331298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115752262434331298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/09/haizzz.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115685990024577097</id><published>2006-08-29T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:02:51.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RMCS Annual Dinner &amp; Dance 2006-Monday, 28 Aug</title><content type='html'>Yippee.... Long awaited event of the year at RCMS - Dinner &amp; Dance 2006. This year's theme was "Shanghai Tan". Thanks to 6yrs ago (if I can remember correctly) GongXi Raya. I found my baju raya. Well, ok, it's Vietnamese style actually. But who cares! At least I have the chinese buttons to match the what-else-can-I-wear-except-Cheongsam theme. And of course, most importantly, not to spend a single cent. Had so much fun that night! As Cinderella I am, I left exactly at the stroke of midnight. Anyway, I took lots of pictures for your viewing and here are some of them. Enjoy peeps......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opening show by our Guidance Team&lt;br /&gt;Left to right: Mr Derek Flint, Dalip Singh, Fernando Gibhaja, Mok Shoon Terk, Mr Quek &amp; Mr Gamarra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The beautiful ladies of Reservations Dept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My partners in crime: Ah Tan, Babeh &amp; Bam2 - what weird names they have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;General Manager aka my idol: Mr Gamarra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous entrance behind us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kakak2 Vogue ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guest judge, Sheikh Haikel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B1 &amp; B2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Widya &amp; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MENTELesmatiks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriousnyer Boboy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never-ending aisle to the cubicles.... hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sue &amp; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least, Leng Leng aka Prakash!! Pheeweet.... geli sak aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fifi getting ready for action&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020210.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6 RCMS finalists: Elly, Andrea, Fizah, Rehana, Ice &amp; Widya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And of course...... Fifi was plaqued with RCMS Idol 2006!!!&lt;br /&gt;Congrats girl!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 27 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went for brunch at Parata Paradise at 800+. All hubby &amp; me have to say is... 10/10. Wonderful Puri &amp;amp; Tosai! Really should try. For a person who has never liked mutton curry, the one at the restaurant was superb. The first time we were around that area for brunch. Only reason was, we wanted to find a new tv console at the furniture shop there. Woohoo.... I loike the colour. Nothing fancy, but enough to make me happy. Yippee... thanks hubby! Also, got myself a new green &amp; white Le Coq Sportif bag. It's meant to be 'baby' bag-hubby can't stand this excuse I make everytime I wanted to buy a new bag. Hahaha.... I guess most mothers will do the same thing. And as promised, met Din at the Lorong Halus temple area. Din accompanied us to Driver's Corner at Simon Road to have my newer car seat skin fixed. Yeayy.... now it looks perfect. Hhmm, seems like a major splurge day. Okay, I shall stop spending this month. Only at 7pm, when all were ready, we made our way to Habibe Restaurant. Been a long time since I last ate Tom Yam. We left at 9pm I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another karaoke session. Din, Jas, Mamak &amp;amp; Siti came at 7pm. Followed by Nora &amp; Shah. Sue &amp;amp; Hafiz were a little late. Made my all time speciality - Mushroom spaghetti. We sang through out the evening. Had so much fun!! I felt so honoured that everybody was comfortable &amp; made themselves felt like home. Thanks peeps for the friendship &amp;amp; unity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115685990024577097?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115685990024577097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115685990024577097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/rmcs-annual-dinner-dance-2006-monday.html' title='RMCS Annual Dinner &amp; Dance 2006-Monday, 28 Aug'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115685575632783668</id><published>2006-08-29T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:49:16.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a while since I last blogged. Busy, busy, busy. Hhmm.... To start of, though a little bit outdated, below are the pics during Inn &amp; Herni's wedding on 20th August. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow... one after another of our friends are married.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcome to beautiful life of love!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inn's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Outdated pengantin taking their turn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is love of my life. The one who taught me the world of endless love, respect, belonging and absolute happiness. Love you so much, Darling!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115685575632783668?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115685575632783668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115685575632783668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-while-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115566181528986153</id><published>2006-08-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:10:17.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Ibu...... She got her 2 favourite cakes this year- Polar's Coffee Peanut and Royals' Dark Choc Truffle. Hehehe...... Love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks! The group is still not over. I stayed till 11pm to update on the amendments. Poor hubby had to wait for me to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby had a carwash session with Din at 9am. Rushing, we left house for my 2nd cousin's wedding at 12pm at Woodlands. Returned home, changed and out again to meet the guys. We had a get-to-know session with Team Infamous at Marina South carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020105.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Drivers and their cars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The boys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All of us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kepanasan dibawah mentari terik di petang hari&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeay, finally waiting for everybody and to have dinner at Fork n Spoon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We reached home at 9pm. Mama and family were already at Ibu's house. While all the guys watched soccer. Ibu, Mama and me sat at the bed and update our family stories. They left at 12am after the Liverpool vs Chelsea game. Nite Nite.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore road? Sadly to say, after 6yrs of driving, I only know confidently how to get to city hall-Ritz Carlton area I m&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/1600/brembo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/brembo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ean. Hehehe..... Malas ar nak hunt through Singapore roads for places. Or probably its high time for me to explore. Kesian Din, from Jurong had to come around Lorong Halus to fetch this clumsy driver. Waited at a narrow road along a temple. Gosh, there were so many gigantic lorries passing that area. I had no other way but to push my way through a little backyard of the nearby temple to wait safely. And so we went to Simon Road to have our Brembo cover fixed. We reached at 3pm only to realize how tough it is to fix those things. Guess what? They took 5 hours to do 2 cars. Dah tinggal nak nangis jek sey me and Din. But all in all, I did this to surprise hubby. He was begging me to get it fixed but I refused. Secretly I went to have it done. And of course, he was so pleased! Anyway Din, thank you so much for your patience and really sorry for any inconvenience for going to the car shop with a clumsy driver like me. Jangan serik eh...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115566181528986153?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115566181528986153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115566181528986153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/tuesday-happy-birthday-to-ibu.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115535418115037882</id><published>2006-08-12T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:16:14.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Friday, 11 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wasn't a good day for me to end the week. Had hell out of doing the Zixxxx group. Had so much problems doing it. I hate it so much!! Ironically, I didn't break down this time. However, at 9pm Bam2 and me, we went to 30th floor pantry to watch the fireworks to relax our minds for a while. It was worth every sec of the 12mins. It was much better than the National Day fireworks show. After that, we continued doing whatever we had to. Thanks Bam2 for staying with me until 11.30pm. I only left at 12am. But luck was on my side, I got a cab just from the loading bay. At first I saw the queue at Marina Square, I wanted to faint. I just can't wait for this event to be over........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, thanks Din for your help again to bring our car to Leng Kee and have the ducklip fixed. Nice......&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/ducklip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, 10 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.... Hubby &amp; me were on leave. Even then, we left house just the same timing like any other working days. Swirling around Jervois Rd at 8am to find High Comm. Luckily it was a smooth process and left the place at 10am. We had to send Big Bird first at Pandan then proceed to Science Ctr. Nothing much I must say. The Deep Sea at OmniMax only made me giddy. But anyway, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just outside Science Centre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The tongue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Makao, peh burok&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not worth Morphis Ride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, 9 Aug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, wanted to meet up at Boon Keng at 12pm. At 1pm pon still finalizing. Then at last minute Ibu &amp; Ayah pon nak ikut so we all took Big Bird to Fort Rd. There was road block. Only residents are allowed to enter the vicinity. Since the rest were already at Boon Keng, we joined them there. But the traffic jam was so extreme that we decided to try Marina South. If this too failed, we'll just go home I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The wives &amp; 1 daughter&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The hubbys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the crowd behind. It was congested with humans all along the coast of Marina South. When the fireworks was on, the crowd got even more-just inches only from each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Majulah Singapura&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alamak, camne leh terbalik lak view&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful Sunset (ignore my Doink face pls)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1020061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yes, the final moment - the Fireworks (super skejap and small)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115535418115037882?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115535418115037882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115535418115037882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/friday-11-aug-wasnt-good-day-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115514643571385771</id><published>2006-08-10T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:00:35.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another tak jadi day to watch Fireworks Fiesta at Marina Bay. Cause hubby was too tired and the rest didn't really want to go too. Hubby then suggested the family to have dinner at Changi Village and since Wednesday is a public holiday. We left house at 10pm. Wow, didn't expect it to be so crowded when it's nearly 11pm. After dinner (and found 1 bapok carik makan at the carpark), we sat chatting at Changi Beach. We did aeroplane watching again. There were so many people and alot did double parking - including us. Who cares. Bila kelopak mataku da semakin menerjang, we headed home, only to stepped in at 1.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our English teacher, Ms Kelly's official last day. Eventhough our class will not end until the coming Thursday. So we had a more relaxing class session. She brought some Australian food to class. Obligingly, Me and Lin ate her Vermite sandwich. I nearly gag out the little piece I had in my mouth. It tasted so weird. As Kelly was watching, I had to wash it down with the Mineral Water I had with me. Next, she brought a flat Fruit Meringue which she called Palpalova, or whatever it was. Though I don't naturally have 'sweet tooth', I did enjoy it more than the Vermite thingy. Then after, we took pictures for reminisce. I'm sure going to miss going to classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010903.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A sinful thing me and Lin always do before going to class - Old Chang Kee's sardine epok2!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kelly cutting her Palpalova. And we finally found out that she is only 26yrs old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Classmates - and a few missing after a few days of lessons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Candid shot courtesy of Lin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;UUWWAA...... I'm really gonna miss class and the new friends I made.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115514643571385771?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115514643571385771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115514643571385771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/tuesdayanother-tak-jadi-day-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115494343144021004</id><published>2006-08-07T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T17:37:11.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yyyaaawwwnn.... Sunday morning has always been one of the laziest day to rise from bed. Let alone, after spending the night outside and sleeping at 5am!!! Not normal anymore. Nilah sejak2 jadi ibu2 dan bapak2, tros slackos de mackos sey. Luckily, Aimar went back to sleep when Ayah sent him at 7.30am. He finally woke up at 10+am. Not hubby though. Ish.... We left house near 2pm for Brunch. Haha.... Went to Sengkang multi storey carpark to get our Vortex done. Hehe. So happy. Its nice..... Too tired to go anywhere, we went straight home. I did 3 trips of laundry from 6-9pm. Kecoh sey. Ayah bought all of us dinner from Haig Road. Yum Yum. And guess what? We slept at 10.30pm. Nite Nite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115494343144021004?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115494343144021004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115494343144021004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/tired-sunday.html' title='Tired Sunday'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115483897802649423</id><published>2006-08-06T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:09:39.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couples' Saturday Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woohoo..... Never had such a fun Saturday night for quite sometime. Since Din and Jas were from JB, we met them at their place. Then Babot and gf at Somerset MRT carpark. Si Babot dgn gf dier lak main2 sembunyi2. Kecoh sey. Then we stopped to meet Jepon and gf at Cineleisure entrance. Hhmm, she looks familiar. Then I recalled, she had a 3mths at OI. Back then, I was in Yr 2 and she was one of the freshies. Anyway, we watched the 9.35pm The Fast and Furious Tokyo Drift. It was splendid. Something I would recommend you to watch-only if you have the passion for cars (cause not all the 8 of us enjoyed it). Besides the super drooling cars, the stunts was impressive - though having in mind it was digitally corrected. Thereafter, Babot and gf left. Together with Jepon and gf. So the 4 of us headed to our next plan. Met Mamak and Siti at Parkway Parade carpark. Had supper at 12.30am at McD - not as though we have another choice. Then......... after a very long time, we went to 5th floor. Megapool!! Sungguh tak form saye. Hahahaha. Anyway, enjoy the happy and laughing moments we had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010874.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yelah yelah braders lah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010875.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm Loving It&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010876.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Muka ada senyummm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010878.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ni mika2 yg da sampai ketahap khayalan menjelma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010881.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jgn cam real ar lu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010888.jpg" border="0" /&gt; K, concentrate, aim, hit and tak masok was the quote of the day. Hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The ngantokzzz spectators&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course, US!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tak sempat lah nak take Babot and Jepon girlfriends pics. Tgk jelah eh, tak abis2 pic kiter2 ni.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After 7 hours of laughter and kutuk mengutuk, we reached home at 3.30am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sweet Dreamzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115483897802649423?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115483897802649423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115483897802649423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/couples-saturday-nite.html' title='Couples&apos; Saturday Nite'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115476819485590434</id><published>2006-08-05T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:56:34.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last day at Catering. Missing it. But I have to think it through hard enough. Too high a risk. I can't afford time that's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, left at 5.30pm. Went to Cineleisure to get 8 tickets for Saturday's date. Woohoo, never spent so much on movie tickets at one time. But can't wait for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After for quite sometime, I took MRT alone. Reached home at 7.30pm. Hubby promised Babut at 8pm for Kallang car show. Then, at last minute Babut was too lazy to go so we ended up at Changi Village eating Nasi Ayam Penyet yg sungguh tak sedap. Then went to Changi Beach to chat. Aimar enjoyed Aeroplane watching. Hehe. We left near 11pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm still at Catering Dept doing cross training. Sadly to say, its my eve of last day. Lost but happy as its all a brand new experience. Still contemplating. Ya Allah, please help me decide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, today Berita Harian had Anugerah Jauhari event at the Grand Ballroom. Sharifah Aini was the invited artist. I heard she was having rehearsal at around 4pm so I went to have a peep. Saw her walking out to the Grand Gallery. I followed suit. As I walked out, to my surprised she was standing alone with her maid I think - who's Indonesian looking. I'm too chicken to say anything to her so I walked away. But as I gave way to our florist who was pushing a trolley loads of flowers, Sharifah Aini came near me, smiled and said "Wow, those flowers are very nice". Helloooooo... say something Nir. But still I didn't, cause I was too nervous. Duh!! My hand was in my pocket. All I had to do was took out my handphone and ask for her permission and a quick snap. Its just us!!! Not counting the florist and her maid. She might not be somebody fantastic and I was not even her fan but having one of Malaysia's veteran Diva infront of your face when you can literally smell her, that was chance of a lifetime. Such things don't come by everyday. AARRGGGHHHH!!! Until now I still regret for not saying something at least. The last time was Siti Nurhaliza. Managed to only wave and smiled at her. Then I stuttered infront of Alicia Keys while shaking her hands and presenting her a bouquet of flowers. All the opportunities were wasted-all because of my stupid nervousness. Whatever.... Hope I don't do the same mistake in future-if I have the chance that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a thank you gesture, Charlotte splurge on Swenson's dinner for us-the 16 of us. I really don't want to know how much she spent. Probably $400. We had each a main course accompanied by all time favourite Rodeo Wings and Deep Fried Mushroom-many many rounds. Kesian pulak sey semua ketok dier. Hehe...... Nasib ler..... As usual, many were late when it's supposed to start at 7.30pm. At 9.30pm, dinner adjorned; after taking lotsa pictures and making the whole restaurant like ours. Mesti org2 lain bingit giler. Sorry no pictures coz I forget to bring my own. Macam mane leh lupa pon tk tau. Ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115476819485590434?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115476819485590434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115476819485590434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/08/friday-last-day-at-catering.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115428097963259392</id><published>2006-07-31T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T01:36:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once again we had another weekend 'marathon' - trying to fulfill schedule of the day. Right past afternoon, we went to get Aimar's monthly necessities. 45 mins later, panting, I changed into baju kurung for my neighbours wedding. Luckily its just next block. Yelah, neighbour per... We reached home in time to change into another set of clothes to catch Syahmir's Silat action at 3pm in Bedok Indoor Stadium. Spent $20 for the entrance tix. Mahal sungguh! For 4 of us lah actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010836.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Amir before the match&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Before our seats were even warm, we had to excuse ourselves at 4.30pm to meet the guys. Together with Din &amp; Mamak, we went to West Coast Park - again. Oh ya, do you remember me describing the tranquil scenery along the highway just after Keppel Flyover, we went passed it again today. I was so happy. Below was how it looked like from a moving car window. The pic was not nicely taken. Or maybe it wasn't that great. But to me, it was something. Only if you were physically looking at it, you would know how I felt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, the first thing we did when we reached West Coast Park was to eat at McD with the rest of the guys, before we 'picnic' at the park itself. The guys played soccer &amp; as usual, the ladies sat around on the mat taking care of the babies. We slackzz till 8.30pm before finally headed home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Partial of the guys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Almost 10hrs of busy Sunday, we ended the day by eating a bowl of Curry Maggie Mee. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good night!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115428097963259392?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115428097963259392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115428097963259392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/07/sunday.html' title='SUNDAY!!!!'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115422566359332779</id><published>2006-07-30T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:14:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the day came for Siti &amp; Helmi. They are now officially husband &amp;amp; wife on 29th July 2006. The montag they had before the dinner was very cute. As usual, Helmi was his normal cool self &amp; Kak Siti kite ni, dah jadi pengantin pon prangai tetap dier jugak. Hehe..... Anyway, thanks for the invite gerl. Take good care of yourself ok. Ingat, dah tak single lagik tau. And, Welcome to the heavenly marriage life club. Its beautiful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Siti Sarjini &amp; Helmi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sempat kite2 ni posing seblom balik&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Din after work for Car Wash evening activity. Fizah couldn't make it. So we went ahead at 8.30pm. Chat chat chat &amp; clean clean clean, didn't even realize it's already 11.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~ this is the way we wash our cars, wash our cars, wash our cars. this is the way we wash our cars late friday night...~~ hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115422566359332779?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115422566359332779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115422566359332779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/07/saturday-finally-day-came-for-siti.html' title=''/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115372257010757866</id><published>2006-07-24T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:29:30.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet at Downtown East Sunday, 23rd July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woke up early to wash up all the dirty dishes &amp; clean the house from last night's event. Thereafter, we went to Pandan garden to send Hubby lorry since he's not working on Monday. Along the way, on the Keppel highway or somewhere that area, I came across a very nice view. A very tranquil scenery. I saw the horizon over the big cranes at PSA. I almost stopped to have a better view of the perfect mind relaxer. Oh, I was tailgating hubby from behind. Too bad, if not he would have left me stranded on the new highway. But, I promise I would go there again one day. Anyway, we reached home at around 5pm for the Chalet!!! Another day of a family get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The best people I have in my life!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22820239-115372257010757866?l=nirsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115372257010757866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22820239/posts/default/115372257010757866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirsha.blogspot.com/2006/07/chalet-at-downtown-east-sunday-23rd.html' title='Chalet at Downtown East Sunday, 23rd July'/><author><name>nirsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05247122904728194029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22820239.post-115372115775783618</id><published>2006-07-24T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:10:19.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimar &amp; Dedeq Mini Birthday Party-Saturday, 22nd July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pphheewwww..... The whole week had been a hectic working days for me. Toggling between work, class &amp; getting things for the party. Hehehehe..... Nevertheless, it was a superb fun one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy the party pictures.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dedeq bz helping Ibu to prepare the foods. You must be wondering what I'm doing, right?. Hehe. I prefer to do the so called on-the-move chores like climbing to put up the little deco &amp; transferring the sofa &amp;amp; tables with ayah &amp; hubby etc etc. Hahaha.... excuses excuses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kikin blowing up the balloons for deco. Ape tu on his hand? Ish....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to Aimar. Happy Birthday to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dedeq &amp; Aimar presents opening ceremony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Dearest Friends &amp;amp; Families&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Bam2. One of the early birds. Suzi not in the pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty Ah Tan &amp; Ah Ho... Thanks babes for coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeahhhh...... that's my MONss.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The little cousins posing. Dedeq... how come you are in the pic? Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adik &amp; Yah... See the common smile they have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2892/2327/320/P1010741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of coz.......... My JIWA gang!!! Amacam, gerek karaoke sampai midnight? Hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Greatest Gratitude &amp; Thanks to all, in the pics &amp;amp; most who are not, for making the party a successful one. Really appreciate it. Hope you had fun. Apologize for any inconvenience or shortcomings. 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