<?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-20091912</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:38:56.577+08:00</updated><category term='happenings'/><category term='festives'/><category term='lame tots'/><category term='moi'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='abundance'/><category term='my big day'/><category term='feels good'/><category term='motivational'/><category term='goody foodie'/><category term='rantings'/><category term='occassions'/><category term='KBKB'/><title type='text'>i lead a life of abundance</title><subtitle type='html'>i commit myself to climb the mountain of abundance, where SUCCESS, LOVE, WEALTH, HEALTH &amp; HAPPINESS are waiting for us...

see you at the top... i believe i can, and so can                                            you.. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3377568424867722342</id><published>2008-04-23T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:47:21.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read more</title><content type='html'>read more of me at: &lt;a href="http://claritee.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://claritee.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3377568424867722342?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3377568424867722342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3377568424867722342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3377568424867722342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3377568424867722342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/04/read-more.html' title='read more'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-182539059991578048</id><published>2008-04-11T11:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:22:17.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><title type='text'>random wedding stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Only 16 days to my wedding…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rushing to get the guest list done. Haiz… all my fault for not doing it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weighing machine died on me yesterday… when I stood on it, instead of showing me how “light” I am, it wrote ERROR… maybe I have lost so much weigh that even the weighing machine is unable to detect my mass anymore… I now float instead of walk cos I am so light… keke…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get everything done ASAP so that I can sit back and relax and just concentrating on looking pretty…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im doing an overall makeover now, for my big day… detoxing to lose weight (have successfully managed to shed 1.6kgs so far, just after 4 days), using miraeca cream so that while I lose weight, I wont become an airport runway, and using mior on my face and body so that my pores will become smaller and my skin will glow!! So im like having a head to toe transformation!! Woah!! I just need to settle my guest list now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And babe, I know u cant view multiply, so these are for you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8KLTriimI/AAAAAAAAASc/aqF62rBtVgc/s1600-h/062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187876485131831906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8KLTriimI/AAAAAAAAASc/aqF62rBtVgc/s200/062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_73djriikI/AAAAAAAAASM/2gaNeHqFRc8/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_73djriikI/AAAAAAAAASM/2gaNeHqFRc8/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_73djriikI/AAAAAAAAASM/2gaNeHqFRc8/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8MpjriinI/AAAAAAAAASk/ckeB7cOE_YE/s1600-h/105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187879203846130290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8MpjriinI/AAAAAAAAASk/ckeB7cOE_YE/s200/105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8NrjriioI/AAAAAAAAASs/o14Anrgq3fU/s1600-h/130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187880337717496450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8NrjriioI/AAAAAAAAASs/o14Anrgq3fU/s200/130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8RCjriiqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/i0K0Xj9jmog/s1600-h/240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187884031389371042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8RCjriiqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/i0K0Xj9jmog/s200/240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8OxjriipI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_yiv-e6c_BE/s1600-h/161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187881540308339346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8OxjriipI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_yiv-e6c_BE/s200/161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8F-jriilI/AAAAAAAAASU/ADc3EoUbIB4/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187871868041988690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8F-jriilI/AAAAAAAAASU/ADc3EoUbIB4/s200/006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_73djriikI/AAAAAAAAASM/2gaNeHqFRc8/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/20091912-182539059991578048?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/182539059991578048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=182539059991578048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/182539059991578048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/182539059991578048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-wedding-stuff.html' title='random wedding stuff'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R_8KLTriimI/AAAAAAAAASc/aqF62rBtVgc/s72-c/062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8127308995608434453</id><published>2008-03-06T07:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T07:43:54.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>FIRE</title><content type='html'>i've never been more fired yup, felt more alive then these few days... These few days i've been sitting at the edge of my chair, calling and contacting whoever i can think of... my heart seems to be thumping out of my body... and i feel like crying or giving myself a slap on the face for not waking up earlier... so now i have to 临时抱佛脚. :( but really these few days must be the most exciting days i've ever had... really stretching myself to the limit... im not used to it... i wonder how many more days i need to tahan... definitely not for the weak heart... but nothing feels better than knowing i have given my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i literally eat, sleep, think, breath, sleep BAR... yesterday night i dreamt of me cheonging for the bars again.... thats the 2nd night in a row... i've never wanted anything so bad before... for money, for recognition, for HK disneyland, for a changing point in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, for a changing point in my life... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my team of comrades cheonging with me... bros and sisters, especially 宝贝，辛苦了!！&lt;br /&gt;加油！加油！Fighting GO GO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8127308995608434453?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8127308995608434453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8127308995608434453&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8127308995608434453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8127308995608434453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/03/fire.html' title='FIRE'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3284210640339032098</id><published>2008-02-29T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:30:45.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adious... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R8fQlTFgqlI/AAAAAAAAASE/-96-jWd1qxQ/s1600-h/P1020302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R8fQlTFgqlI/AAAAAAAAASE/-96-jWd1qxQ/s320/P1020302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172332036255427154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiiii... I am so so so sad today... As they say in chinese, tian xia mei you bu san zhi yan xi (there are no relationships that wont come to an end)... Today is FF’s (my neighbour in office) last day at YRS... Though im sad that she is leaving, im at the same time glad that she has found a better job, and most importantly, she will be nearer to home (whiere I think she will be much happier) after she has spend 7 long years in singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the first time when I heard that there is a new colleague coming to our office, I was rather excited... Cos our dept has been small, just me, colleague and manager... And so the expansion of our dept came as a very exciting news... I was curious, especially on how her character would be, and wondered if she would click (then I have company) or click with my other colleague... And so when I heard news that she is the descendant of the very famous bao gong, I thought that the chances of us clicking would be real slim cos I think she woyld be like her ancestor, the very serious, very no jokes kind of person... When she finally started work, I found that she is indeed the very hardworking type... And though she joins us for lunch, I think we didn't talked much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the stupid office movers shifted my table and I was seated at the empty desk next to my old table, and she moved to my old table (meaning to say she sits just next to me)... I dunno how or when it started but we began chatting over the piles of papers on our tables, and we started chatting non stopped... I think we chatted so much if office that our manager  cannot tahan and hinted us subtly to chat lesser and work more... In fact in our aid to chat lesser, we have actually mastered the technique of communicating without speaking!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to turn to look at her and she would know what I wanted to convey... Sometimes we will turn to look at each other at the same time and burst out laughing... Or I’d laugh and she will know exactly which email im reading... Our colleagues were commenting that we are like sisters, cos indeed, we both have the same pink nelgene water bottle, we both carry red bags and sometimes we turned up in office wearing the same colour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether she heng or sway that we morphed into such good friends/buddies/sisters/colleagues cos she said that before she moved over to sit beside me, she used to dislike snacking... And now she will sometimes have cravings for potato chips and she has been seen munching on chocolates, biscuits... And now she even thinks that high heels are more comfortable than flats!! And she blames it all on me... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dear fren, jiemei, colleague, sis, if u are reading this, I will sure miss u a lot a lot lah... There will be no one to laugh with me when we hear weird noises... There will be no one to ask me to cool down when I am pissed... No one to pet with me (u know wat I meant... And the rest of u dun think the crooked ok??)... No one to ta bao vegetarian food with me... No one for me to complain to... No one to share toto with... No one to talk to lah... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna thank you for everything you have done for me... Opening the back door for me when I was late, take water for me, make tea for me, accompany me run errands etc etc... The care and concern and love you have showered on me... I am really very happy that I am able to have a good fren like you in my time in YRS... And I always thought I will leave before you... But you beat me to it and left me here alone withstanding the sandstorms of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take care of yourself... Weather there is cold now... Don't fall sick again and don't miss us too much. Log on to your msn everyday and chat with me... I will continue to  feed ur mouse as often as I can... I actually hope that u will choose to shuttle between sgp and roc so that we can meet when u are in town... But of cos I know that is not a practical choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u must must must die die MUST come back for my wedding... Come back days earlier so that u have enough rest cos u are going to be my jiemei for that day ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye babe... I will miss u and bless u in my heart always... Thanks for being a very true friend... Muacks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3284210640339032098?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3284210640339032098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3284210640339032098&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3284210640339032098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3284210640339032098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/02/adious.html' title='Adious... :('/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R8fQlTFgqlI/AAAAAAAAASE/-96-jWd1qxQ/s72-c/P1020302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1169822164661774802</id><published>2008-02-06T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:40:31.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><title type='text'>GONG XI FA CAI</title><content type='html'>As CNY draws near...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone is in the CNY mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the office is flooded with hampers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody knows what to do with the remnants of the hampers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your colleagues start to get creative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are on long leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what will happen&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R6kcFBIOojI/AAAAAAAAARs/eedK_PCdaEc/s1600-h/P1040053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R6kcFBIOojI/AAAAAAAAARs/eedK_PCdaEc/s320/P1040053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163689320284856882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morale of story: dont take long leave during CNY... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i hope fen is not reading this... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a CNY card that was sent all the way from germany... my first CNY card from an ang moh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R6kcFhIOokI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hp0gwVjNBU0/s1600-h/P1040054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R6kcFhIOokI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hp0gwVjNBU0/s320/P1040054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163689328874791490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is finally packed... not too bad... i managed to do it all within 3 hrs... express room packing... meaning to say it looks neat in appearance but DONT open the drawers and cabinets... keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY, PEEPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GONG XI FA CAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAN SHI RU YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XIN XIANG SHI CHENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUAT AH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1169822164661774802?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1169822164661774802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1169822164661774802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1169822164661774802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1169822164661774802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='GONG XI FA CAI'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R6kcFBIOojI/AAAAAAAAARs/eedK_PCdaEc/s72-c/P1040053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1069236738320296525</id><published>2008-02-05T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T17:58:15.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><title type='text'>Pre CNY</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is CNY eve but I don't even have a tiny weeny “CNY feel”... Which explains why my room is unpacked... My study desk is so cluttered I cant see the desktop anymore... My wardrobe is still in a mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only have half a day left to transform my room from messy to speak and span... Actually come to think of it I dun think its really necessary to pack my room also... Last year I have to packed because net was coming to my house to bai nian for the first time... And that was the first time he will see my room also... So this year no need to pack my room already cos he already know how my room is in its usual state... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have not got any CNY clothes yet as well... I don't intend to get any but seems that mummy has been nagging me to go buy some new clothes everyday... I told her for what?? Not that we are superstitious and in the past when I didn't buy CNY clothes, she never nagged at me... So I asked her why she is so insistent that I get new clothes this year and she said: wear new clothes more refreshing mah... Don't wear old clothes go people’s house to bai nian... And I retorted that but I wont be going anywhere to bai nian this year mah... And she replied: u will go net’s place to bai nian mah... Dun wear old clothes there... Not nice... And then I know she is afraid I will go bai nian to my FIL in slpppy old clothes... I think mummy is worried that I wont be a good “daughter in law”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day o was telling her that I was thinking to get something for net’s father and family, but dunno what to get... Yesterday, she called me out of the blue, and said she’s at NTUC and she saw this gift set, a can of abalone and a can of sharksfin and asked me if I want to get it for net’s family... I asked her how much it costs and she told me its about $55... So I told her that I saw a gift package at shell, consisting of 1 can of abalone, 1 can of topshell and 1 can of buddha jump over the wall that is about $52... I asked her if she see any gift set like that in NTUC (thinking that NTUC will be cheaper than 7-11) and she said yes, and that costs $40+... I thought the latter was a good deal cos its cheaper and we get more things so I told her to get the 3 can set for me and she insisted that I get the abalone + sharkfin set cos its looks more presentable... The items are “better”... I reasoned with her that buddha jump over the wall also very presentable mah and she said: don't be a cheapo. Im getting the abalone + sharkfin for you. and then she hang up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be having my reunion dinner at 2 homes... 1st with net’s family, then with my own... First time in my life I have to pao tai from one home to another for reunion dinner... But I guess I have to get used to it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1069236738320296525?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1069236738320296525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1069236738320296525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1069236738320296525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1069236738320296525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/02/pre-cny.html' title='Pre CNY'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8275081894636243608</id><published>2008-01-04T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:49:44.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><title type='text'>Wedding Dolls</title><content type='html'>Happy 4th day of the new year!! after excessive partying and eating and drinking, we are finally back to reality, back to work... and the next public holiday is a month away... Soooooo loooong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R34AsJ1MaOI/AAAAAAAAARc/G-uCR-Gf3Qs/s1600-h/bridegroom-blonde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R34AsJ1MaOI/AAAAAAAAARc/G-uCR-Gf3Qs/s320/bridegroom-blonde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151555782311700706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R34Asp1MaPI/AAAAAAAAARk/OWNNyifvFRY/s1600-h/bridegroom-brunette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R34Asp1MaPI/AAAAAAAAARk/OWNNyifvFRY/s320/bridegroom-brunette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151555790901635314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can get some luck here... Anyone knows where i can find these dolls??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are from precious moments... dolls, not figurines... i remembered i bought a pair for Xuan for her wedding... but that was years ago... I went to almost all the precious moments stores in singapore but all dont have... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any precious moments fans out there who might know?? thanks a million!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy new year, guys!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8275081894636243608?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8275081894636243608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8275081894636243608&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8275081894636243608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8275081894636243608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2008/01/wedding-dolls.html' title='Wedding Dolls'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R34AsJ1MaOI/AAAAAAAAARc/G-uCR-Gf3Qs/s72-c/bridegroom-blonde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6015762355257790602</id><published>2007-12-26T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T17:52:48.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><title type='text'>Our ROM</title><content type='html'>Finally finished my ROM post... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... The big day we’ve been waiting for is over... Actually not exactly true... After our ROM there is a bigger event, which is the day we will hold our customary ceremony and have our wedding dinner. Guess we’ll take a break for now to enjoy the festives before we gear ourselves up for the BIGGER DAY preparations... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 December 2007... In POV, the number 12 signifies grace, and so 12 12 signifies double grace. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, I went to do manicure and pedicure straight after work. And believe it or not, that was the first time I did mani and pedi. I was so paisay when the manicurist asked me: you didn't do manicure for a very long time already issit? In the end I did french manicure for my hands and normal pedicure for my feet. I would say that they did a decent job on my nails but I wont patronise them if I ever wanted to do my nails again. I waited a long time for net to come pick me up, as well as for my nails to dry. Luckily FF and sally were there to keep me company. And FF bought a 1.5kg strawberry cheesecake from marriot for me. So sweet of her. Thanks, babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After net came, we rushed to the airport to pick max up. Yes, max is finally back after 2 mths in the middle east. And after that we went back home to prepare for the following day. Mummy was so happy when she heard there was cheesecake. We sort of had a mini celebration, net and my ROM and max’s return. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IiiJ1MaMI/AAAAAAAAARM/0U3nc7V_5Tk/s1600-h/net+me+n+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IiiJ1MaMI/AAAAAAAAARM/0U3nc7V_5Tk/s400/net+me+n+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148215294187825346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy ROM to net and me... :D&lt;br /&gt;note the writing on the white chocolate... guess who wrote it?? keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual day (12 Dec): I woke up at 7 in the morning (even earlier than when I need to work) to call a vendor from US. And after that despite trying to fall into lumber land again, I am just unsuccessful. So I decided to start packing for my ROM. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 10.45, net came. We went to collect our hand bouquet, which is very pretty. When annie (the florist) told us how she will design our bouquet, I couldn't visualise what she was going to do and was a little worried that the outcome will not be nice. But how wrong was I. She has given me exactly what I wanted!! A small simple yet beautiful bouquet that can match my flowy yellow dress. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IbxZ1MaDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ltcIkpknNHs/s1600-h/P1030070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IbxZ1MaDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ltcIkpknNHs/s400/P1030070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148207859599435826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely bouquet of flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather that day was drizzling. It was drizzling all the way from my place to our BS. Net says drizzling is good cos rain = water. But not too big rain else it will spoil people’s mood. So a drizzle is good. When we reached our BS, our make up artist was busy with another couple, so I went to change into my dress first while waiting patiently for my turn to make up. My make up artist was a guy. This is the first time a guy will be doing make up for me. I was a little doubtful initially as I didn't read much comments on him on the forum. But he turned out to be very good, and very 细心. Jes (my was there to see how he made me up and gave comments like what hairstyle suits me better. Initially he wanted to bun up my hair but jes said that I will look nicer if my hair is in curls. It matches my dress better. So he curled up my hair again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IfI51MaHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/UoJL9vTw9sA/s1600-h/P1030080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IfI51MaHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/UoJL9vTw9sA/s400/P1030080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148211561861245042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the process of styling up my hair... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I only began my make up late (as we were waiting for the elson to finish the couple before us), by the time we were done, it was already 1.30. By then EQ and kiwi have called us several times asking what time we will be there, the guests have already arrived, which made me so kan jeong. By the time we arrived at RTC, think 80% of our guests arrived liao. Haha. I told net we must be the only couple that the guests arrived before the hosts. Luckily our solemnizer has not arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we hurriedly took out the guest book and did some coordinating (which wasn't much cos our good bro kiwi has already helped us settle most of the stuffs) with the RTC staffs on the music and the marching in. about 10 mins later, our solemnizer, mr phang arrived. And soon our solemnization ceremony began... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a couple of ROM ceremonies and by far, I think net and my solemnization is the shortest. Within 5 mins, all was done. Short and sweet. We were not asked to stand up, face each other and pledge to each other, and no kiss the bride too. Haha. Anyway, I think our solemnizer also made the whole ceremony very light hearted and memorable in a way, caused his pronounciation cannot make it. Especially when prouncing net and my name. Was so funny we were giggling throughout the ceremony. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IbyJ1MaFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WNXjvY1Y0jc/s1600-h/P1030135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IbyJ1MaFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WNXjvY1Y0jc/s400/P1030135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148207872484337746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggle giggle... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our ceremony, was picture taking time. Pictures after pictures. I told someone (I cant remember who), I felt like a star and her reply was: today, u are the star. :) the food at RTC was nicer than we expected. Thumbs up for the apple crumble, potato salad, and the mushroom pie thingy (gerald had 5 of them!!). The brownie sucks but the rest of the food were quite alright. We didn't eat much during the buffet and by the time we really had the chance to eat the food sent to our room, the food was cold. :( I stood so much my poor feet were aching terribly in my 4in heels at the end of the day. Luckily I can soak them in the jacuzzi pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, net upgraded our room to a jacuzzi suite. So we have a jacuzzi pool and sauna room in our room. In order not to “waste” the jacuzzi and sauna, I actually woke net up in the middle of the night at 2am to go sauna then jacuzzi then sauna then jacuzzi all the way till 4am. Net regretted so much that he said he will never book a jacuzzi room again. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3Ibyp1MaGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E7ArsI48J3Y/s1600-h/me+by+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3Ibyp1MaGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E7ArsI48J3Y/s400/me+by+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148207881074272354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me by the pool... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, we watched the movie enchanted at cineleisure. It was a very romantic, full of love movie. A very suitable movie to watch right after getting married. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early the next day to use the jacuzzi pool again. Keke. After settling the bill with RTC, we went to DG to return our ROM dress and suit, then its off to orchard for my birthday present shopping!! We shopped a total of about 6 hrs. we went LV (at taka), Coach, Gucci, Fendi, Dior and finally LV at hilton. And I finally decided on a dusty shimmer pink gucci wallet and a LV bag . Oh ya, and the service at hilton was so so much better than the service at taka. Was over  my budget a little but my paymaster says OK. Keke. i felt so happy, so abundant. I never am willing to spend so much to get a bag or wallet for myself before. My poor legs were screaming that I abused them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3Igfp1MaLI/AAAAAAAAARE/WQql0gOPnlU/s1600-h/154255_FI02G_8571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3Igfp1MaLI/AAAAAAAAARE/WQql0gOPnlU/s400/154255_FI02G_8571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148213052214896818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was love at first sight with this wallet... the moment i saw it on the display window, i knew im gonna get it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IfJZ1MaKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bbnwnZ7BDzI/s1600-h/p11334575_ph_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IfJZ1MaKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bbnwnZ7BDzI/s400/p11334575_ph_hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148211570451179682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my LV bag... took me a long long time to decide on this eventually... cos cant decide whether i want the damier, or epi leather, 25 or 30... keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day with dinner at mr beans (my treat to my hubby... Keke) and then went to collect our ROM photos from eric, our photographer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the special day of my life, where I became mrs sze. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3Ijmp1MaNI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Faf_zBxc_Y/s1600-h/net+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3Ijmp1MaNI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Faf_zBxc_Y/s400/net+n+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148216471008864466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many thanks to all of you who has given us your blessings and well wishes... thanks thanks... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: all pics of my ROM are on my multiply... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6015762355257790602?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6015762355257790602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6015762355257790602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6015762355257790602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6015762355257790602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-rom.html' title='Our ROM'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R3IiiJ1MaMI/AAAAAAAAARM/0U3nc7V_5Tk/s72-c/net+me+n+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6664436045861198618</id><published>2007-12-24T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:44:02.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas</title><content type='html'>merry merry xmas, my dear friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may all your wishes come true!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still halfway through writing my ROM post... i know its about 2 weeks since my ROM but am really tied up lately, and its a long long post... i wanna take my time to write it so i dun miss any details... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6664436045861198618?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6664436045861198618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6664436045861198618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6664436045861198618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6664436045861198618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1327800756089428799</id><published>2007-12-04T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:27:34.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><title type='text'>8 days...</title><content type='html'>Yes I know its been uber long time since I’ve updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Just don't have the mood to blog or do anything. Keke. I guess im in the wedding/holiday mood. Keke. Cant imagine, 8 days later, I will be considered by the laws of Singapore, married. I can no longer classify myself as “single” when filing the maritial status in forms. I will have to move from YWD (Young Women Division) to WD (Women Division). I will be termed Mdm Peng or Mrs Sze (both sounds so old). And instead of my life, my ups, my downs, my dreams, my vision, my goals, they become our life, our ups, our downs, our dreams, our vision, our goals. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, our ROM preparations have been smooth sailing. I have chosen my ROM dress. Initially I wanted a white or off white short gown but in the end I’ll be wearing a yellow flowy dress, which is very special and sexy. Keke. Will be going for fitting this Friday. Will try to see if I can take some pics. But then again, I think I want to keep some suspense so that everyone will WAH when they see me on that day itself. Initial impact ya know? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are more or less settled. Called the florists to confirm our order just now. It will be a bouquet of white roses and urm cant remember wats the name of that flower with babys breath. Have requested for golden ribbons to match my gold coloured shoes. Am going down to the florist to choose the ribbons on thurs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found my perfect pair of shoes as well, at aldo. Perfect pair of strappies with “diamonds” coupled with the perfect thin silletoes with the perfect height (think its 4in tall). Though they don't have my size in silver and that's why I have to settle for the gold ones. But net and I think that gold matches my dress quite nicely too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R1UdPHloTcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nqtci6GDoxw/s1600-h/tienen_82_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R1UdPHloTcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nqtci6GDoxw/s400/tienen_82_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140046695285411266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R1UdPXloTdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tljP8jk8VKg/s1600-h/tienen_82_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R1UdPXloTdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tljP8jk8VKg/s400/tienen_82_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140046699580378578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the perfect shoes... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything at the our solemnization venue has been confirmed, and the person in charge has been most kind. Initially I was kind of worried the actual turn out was more than what we budgeted for and the room we booked might not be able to fit. But now all have been settled and im glad that so many people are coming to give us their blessings!! I feel so loved that so many people are coming to shower us with their blessings. What more can I ask for? :) and Max will be back in time for my ROM as well and also my dearest “ka chng” (cousin) flying back australia with her 3 precious princesses the day before my ROM. So she will be coming too!! :)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 more days.. in anticipation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1327800756089428799?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1327800756089428799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1327800756089428799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1327800756089428799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1327800756089428799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/12/8-days.html' title='8 days...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/R1UdPHloTcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nqtci6GDoxw/s72-c/tienen_82_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8786455525692781086</id><published>2007-11-13T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:14:41.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ONE</title><content type='html'>Net and I dated for about 7 mths before he proposed to me and this dec, we will be together for 1 year. When I disclosed news that im getting married, many of my friends were surprised that we are planning marriage so soon. I always tell them: you don't need 2-3 years to know if the person is the one for you. if he/she is not the one, even if you are together for years doesn't make a difference cause he/she still will not be the one you want. If a person will change for you, he/she will do so within the first few months. If he/she is not willing, they will still be the same after 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how to know if your partner is the one? When I went for Hanxuan 老师’s POV, a couple told me that they wanted to know if their partner is the one for them. And that's when I realised how do we know if our partner is the one for us. In the past when someone asked me how do I know if net is the one? I told them, you will just know. You will feel it. I couldn't put it better in words then, but now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know that net is the one??&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I do not know. When we first started, I wasn't even sure if I wanted a committed relationship. After getting in and out of the love game (I broke several hearts, and my heart was broken several times as well), I was really tired of having to go through the process of having to get to know someone, then realised that he is not what I expected to be, and all the quarrels and finally the break up. Net’s entrance into my life is actually totally unexpected cause the last thing I wanted back then was to get myself trapped with yet another relationship. Though I was happy when I was with him, but at the back of my mind I was always thinking: are we going to work out? Is he serious about me? Should I be committed or should I treat this as a non committal relationship? Hence, I didn't even dare to introduce him as my bf. When he sent me off to the airport, I introduced him as my “friend”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these questions in mind, I went to Taiwan for my 1st POV with Hanxuan老师. During one of the group exercises, I shared with my group that I think a relationship is a hindrance and will trap me of my freedom and time. I also shared that I don't know whether Net is the one for me. My group leader told me that I first have to make a commitment to the truth, to Net, to true love. And when I am committed, when I get back to Singapore, I will find my true love waiting for me, the person may or may not be net. If net is not the one, then my true love will appear. But I first have to have the willingness to make a commitment. And at the same time, I will not be trapped by the relationship. Instead, I will enjoy true freedom. I also realised why I never had happy relationships in the past because I have fear of intimacy, fear of commitment and lack of self worth. So when my relationship gets too good, or too close for comfort, I will do something to destroy it cause I feel im not good enough and to keep a safe distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how true it is. When I came back to Singapore, I somehow just knew that Net is the true love for me, the one for me. In net’s words, he felt I wasn't committed to the relationship before I went Taiwan, but he decided to give me some time. And when I came back from Taiwan, he felt so much love from me, and that was when he felt that I was truly committed to the relationship. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for POV, I think I wouldn't dare to commit to him and eventually he will leave me cause he don't feel my commitment, or we will end up as flings. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we know if our bf/gf is the one for us? First, we have to commit ourselves to the relationship. Do not expect your partner to commit first. We have to first commit. He/she will feel the difference when you are committed and if they are the one, they will commit too. If not, then the 2 of you will part on a good note, and your true love will come eventually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For net and I, I think most importantly, we are both committed to our own healing and like with this, I am not afraid of anything that comes our way because no matter what big storm or big wave approaches us, we know all we need to do is to search within ourselves and heal. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8786455525692781086?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8786455525692781086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8786455525692781086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8786455525692781086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8786455525692781086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/11/one.html' title='The ONE'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8000524173015165438</id><published>2007-10-31T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:03:36.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Nowadays when im bored, i like to take pictures on my hp and then add funny effects using the PhotoDJ application in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is halloween, let me present some halloween pictures for your viewing pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYDuMQ-OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/E4CH7yO7F8c/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYDuMQ-OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/E4CH7yO7F8c/s320/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515365467814114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me the kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYK-MQ-RI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mFeFk0POCKM/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYK-MQ-RI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mFeFk0POCKM/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515490021865746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ace the prince of pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYH-MQ-QI/AAAAAAAAAPc/dAXEfzYtWIQ/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYH-MQ-QI/AAAAAAAAAPc/dAXEfzYtWIQ/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515438482258178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis the angel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYGOMQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JBHcjxHv_Og/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYGOMQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JBHcjxHv_Og/s320/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515408417487090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max the mama shop owner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8000524173015165438?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8000524173015165438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8000524173015165438&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8000524173015165438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8000524173015165438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyiYDuMQ-OI/AAAAAAAAAPM/E4CH7yO7F8c/s72-c/DSC00017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3143333312716256970</id><published>2007-10-25T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:34:13.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>hair</title><content type='html'>I got so sick of my long hair lately. If not for my big day, I would have snapped them off already. So most probably you will see me with long hair for another 6 mths and then its bye goldilocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyBhR-MQ-MI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B_C5D3IGQnU/s1600-h/P1000653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyBhR-MQ-MI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B_C5D3IGQnU/s320/P1000653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125203337327737026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye long hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already can imagine how light my head will feel. Maybe I’ll get an instant 1-2kgs weight lost. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And all the shampoo, conditioner, hair mask, treatment, water, time and money i’d spend to buy hair accessories I’ll save with short hair. ABUNDANCE!! And I no longer have stay up at night to wait for my hair to dry. I miss my short haired days. I’ve been keeping my hair long since 2001 which means ive been having long hair for 6 years le. Its time for change!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyBiAuMQ-NI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7NRiULb48Bg/s1600-h/P1000479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyBiAuMQ-NI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7NRiULb48Bg/s320/P1000479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125204140486621394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably look something like this with short hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was asking net if he did think about how his wife will look like before and how much do I match his imagination. He said he imagined his wife to have long hiar, big eyes and all so I am quite a close match. So I’ll fulfill his dream of wedding a long hair wife... But only on the wedding day itself. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3143333312716256970?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3143333312716256970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3143333312716256970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3143333312716256970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3143333312716256970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/hair.html' title='hair'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RyBhR-MQ-MI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B_C5D3IGQnU/s72-c/P1000653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3299439663080577154</id><published>2007-10-19T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:34:11.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><title type='text'>counting down</title><content type='html'>Less than 2 months to my ROM... How exactly do I feel now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous?? - Not really&lt;br /&gt;Excited?? - a little&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward?? - Yes, very much. Not so much of looking forward to the ROM reception itself as ours is going to be a simple affair but more of looking forward to life being mrs net officially... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our preparation for our ROM is more or less done, so now all I need to do is to wait patiently and make myself pretty on the day itself. :) lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding bands (checked)&lt;br /&gt;ROM venue (checked)&lt;br /&gt;Solemnizer (checked. Mental note: remind net to call mr phang again nearer our date)&lt;br /&gt;Invites (via sms or by mouth. Thinking if we should get some proper invitation cards... Checked)&lt;br /&gt;Outfit for the bride (waiting for my BS to ask me down to choose my dress, which should happen next mth. Checked)&lt;br /&gt;Outfit for the groom (dunno wat he wanna wear. But guys easy to decide de. So shouldn't be a problem)&lt;br /&gt;Ring pillow (we have one from Lee Hwa which is complimentary when we bought our bands. But I find that pillow a bit ugly. Thinking of whether to get a new one)&lt;br /&gt;Bridal bouquet (will settle that probably one week before the actual day)&lt;br /&gt;Outfit for the parents (will go shopping with mummy one of these days. Probably wait till dec when all the sales started)&lt;br /&gt;Photographer (still thinking if we want to get one. Otherwise will get sis to take pics for me. Anyone out there know any photographer who is cheap and good??)&lt;br /&gt;Meet the parents session (planning in progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this should be all we need for our ROM right?? Hmmmm... Counting down... 54 days to go. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3299439663080577154?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3299439663080577154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3299439663080577154&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3299439663080577154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3299439663080577154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/counting-down.html' title='counting down'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2552018998477703901</id><published>2007-10-18T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:39:18.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>bizarre</title><content type='html'>was woken up by the sound of the alarm at 5.30 this morning. i was in the middle of some very bizarre dream but boy, it felt so real. so bizarre and real that i remembered thinking in my dream the happenings of the past few days to justify that the scenario in the dream couldnt be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up feeling strange and realized the space beside me. where is he? i got out of bed and went around the house. he's not in the bathroom. i took a peek at the carpark, his car was gone. i went back to bed thinking where is he. has he left or maybe he wasnt even around in the first place. maybe i went to bed alone yesterday. the realness of the dream has made me confuse with what is reality at that moment. i felt as though i have woken up into another dimension, where all we knew is untrue, which reminds me when i was young, whenever im unhappy, i'd go sleep and hope that when i wake up the following morning, i'd be in a different time space and all the unhappyness is just an illusion. but of course i never succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instinctively, i reached for my 4th finger. the ring is still there. i looked at the far left of the room, the bouquet of flowers is still there as well. so im not in dreamland after all and im not in a different dimension as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, i climbed back to bed and snuggled myself under the blanket and tried to get back to sleep again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2552018998477703901?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2552018998477703901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2552018998477703901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2552018998477703901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2552018998477703901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/bizarre.html' title='bizarre'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-855697618621773292</id><published>2007-10-10T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:03:04.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><title type='text'>the story of net and clari...</title><content type='html'>Last night, net and I were discussing about our relationship 10 years ago. Yes, as many of you may have known, we dated once in 1996, when we were still donning BDS uniforms... Every time we talked about our relationship then, we’d laugh. Sometimes we think that god up there is playing a trick on us and decided to let us go one big round before we found each other again. But no matter what, we thanked god for letting us meet again. We thanked god for putting us through all the ordeals we went through in the past 10 years so that we will be ready for each other when we meet again. We thanked god for letting us meet at the right time. Had we met 1/2 a year earlier, I think non of us would be ready to commit in a relationship. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our sec sch friends will already know our story. one of net’s friend, after hearing our story, commented that it is like a romantic korean drama serial. So I have decided to document our story down, in as much details as I can remember... (warning: this is a long long post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**way back into 1996, in the classroom of sec 4A of BDS**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week after the release of the ‘O’ level results, news has been spreading that our class might have some new students. Some ex-students might be coming back to re-study their O levels in school and will be posted to our class. And true enough, about a week later, we have 2 new classmates, bert and net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they joined our class, I already knew the both of them by face and name but we never really spoke. Bert was because he stayed near me and I see him on the way to school every morning. Net was because he used to be a prefect and he was quite notorious then. Keke. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they were in our class for a few months and I still seldom spoke to them especially net, cos we were sitting at different ends of the class. Didn't pay take too much interest in him as well until one day after school, EQ and I were at my place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : I think my life is very dull and boring. Must find some excitement.&lt;br /&gt;EQ : what excitement you want?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I wanna find someone to 暗恋. The trills of secretly liking someone and trying to let the pereson be attracted to you. But who should I 暗恋??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So EQ and I went through a detail screening for a list of candidates that I can 暗恋.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ : what about net?? He is a good choice.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so my project 暗恋 begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to find chances to talk to him more. During physics lessons (where he is sitting behind me), I’d pretend not to understand how to do the experiment or what Mr P was teaching and turn behind to ask him. EQ also at the same time helped me fished for his information (like was he attached at that time, his phone number). Sometimes we’d call him out on the pretext of studying for our prelims together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, what started out of fun became real and I was really infatuated with him. I remember there was one day I was at EQ’s place and I was flipping through a magazine and there were some features on wedding gowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : wah, so pretty!! I wanna get married!!&lt;br /&gt;EQ : to who??&lt;br /&gt;Me : 我要结婚了 but 不是嫁给你!!&lt;br /&gt;EQ : haha. I know to who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually forgotten about the above scenario till recently, when I was flipping through the style wedding magazine with net, looking for a nice gown. And I smiled to myself thinking, all these must be pre destinied. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so months later of trying to get him to notice me was successful! I remembered one fine day I was telling him that I wanted to go to the interchange to buy some furry hair ribbon (that was the trend then) after school and he offered to go with me!! And so off we went after school and he even sent me home after that. Was that our first date? I think so. And from there, gradually we became a couple, or we go steady. Hahaha. We’ll meet up to study for our ‘O’ levels together, and we’ll be on the phone every night. When I went 1st mths in SRJC and he started working, he would pick me from school whenever he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were together for about 7 mths. We broke off just before we entered poly. And that was when we ceased contact of each other. Occasionally i’d hear news about him from some of our common friends but that is just it. Even when we bump into each other in poly, i’d pretend I didn't see him. And when we see each other in gatherings, the most we’d say: hi and bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Seng and Yilin’s ROM. We didn't speak to each other initially. It was only during lunch, we were seated at the same table, and we started chatting and suanning each other. T&lt;a href="http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/10/bds-weekend-mos.html"&gt;hen the guys planned have a part 2 celebration that night at MOS&lt;/a&gt;. So in MOS, under the influence of alcohol, we chatted more and laughed more and played all the silly games. He initially wanted to go off halfway to join his friends at MOMO. I persuaded him to stay and he did. :) when we finally left the club, he offered to send us home. I was the last to drop off and before he left, we exchanged numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Net : im having a headache&lt;br /&gt;Me : are u ok? Still can drive? You should have gone home straight.&lt;br /&gt;Net : no problem. :) sms me when u are home ok?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I don't have your number.&lt;br /&gt;Net : its 9XXXXXXX. Remember to sms me ah.&lt;br /&gt;Me : see first lah. Anyway don't worrt lah. I more worried about you.&lt;br /&gt;Net : you not giving me your number?? Though I still remember your house number.&lt;br /&gt;Me : don't bluff.&lt;br /&gt;Net : really. Its 6XXXXXXX right?&lt;br /&gt;Me : my god. Ur memory is really good!! Ok, my number is 8XXXXXXX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I left his car and we began to sms each other frequently till one day I asked if he has msn and we started msn-ing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for our first date at marina for dinner, then to vivo city for movie. during the dinner, though the place we dined wasnt a vegetarian joint and he could have ate meat, he took vegetarian with me. after we finished the food, i went to the ladies and when i went back, he told me we can go anytime. i asked him to ask for the bill first and he told me he has settled the bill (which i felt is a very gentlemanly gesture). After the movie we chatted in his car all the way till 4am. 2nd date to hougang to eat ramen. Then he had to go australia for 1 mth. While he was there we chatted on msn almost everyday. Sometimes I’d purposely stay in office to wait for him to come online. Waiting for  him to log on at 5+pm is like a daily activity. Till he was back in Singapore and because he was clearing his leave, he offered to send me around to run errands. 1st time was to tampines, where I tried to get my camera repaired at best denki. But because best couldn't do it and so I had to bring my cam to panasonic building. And so on the 21st Dec, I took half a day leave to run errands and he very kindly offered to be my chauffer for the day. We went around Singapore and not once did he complain. I just told him where I want to go and when I was busy with my errands, he just waited patiently. Sometimes I just asked him to wait for me and I dissapered and not a single word from him. Seriously, I was very touched. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running around singapore for half a day, we were tired and decided to go catch a movie to rest our tired legs. After movie, we had dinner and he asked me to join him with his friends at clark quey. I was in 2 minds, but eventually agreed cos he said: if you come with me, I can tell them that you need to go off early and I need to send you home and we can leave early cos if I were to stay, they will make me drink alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the pub together and his friends were surprised (from the look on their faces I can tell) that he brought a lady along. They were playing games and drinking. We were sitting on the sofa and cos I dun want to sit so near his friend, I sat closer to him. And he placed his arm around me, as if to tell his friend not to get too close to me. Haha. When we left at around 1am, on the way to get the car, he held my hand. And the rest, like they say, is history.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwydGDGc8bI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qjx2z6j2C5Q/s1600-h/P1000955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwydGDGc8bI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qjx2z6j2C5Q/s200/P1000955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119639603650556338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-855697618621773292?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/855697618621773292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=855697618621773292&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/855697618621773292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/855697618621773292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/story-of-net-and-clari.html' title='the story of net and clari...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwydGDGc8bI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qjx2z6j2C5Q/s72-c/P1000955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2192900858510554948</id><published>2007-10-09T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:08:04.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>achievements...</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, we were asked to write the numbers 1 to our current age (for me its 1 – 27) vertically, on a blank piece of paper. And then beside every number (age), we are supposed to write down our achievements, or anything that happened that made us happy or felt good. This was the first time I did an exercise like this and for the first 5 mins, I can only write 2-3 events. My mind was blank, I never achieve anything much in my whole life. Much less to say 1 for every year. That's tough. Even at the end of the exercise, most of my years were blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that how most of us had difficulty in doing the exercise, Yanni jie then told us that we are always so hard on ourselves. We feel that we will need to accomplish something very great in order for it to be considered an achievement. And we always forgotten all the good things that happened in our lives. But if we were to write all the bad things or mistakes we had in our lives every year we can write 3 pages long. Haha. How true. But in fact, every little thing that we achieved is an achievement!! (like dating 2 girls at one go... Well, that's an achievement... Not everyone can do that... keke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we were sharing our achievements later, we all had a good laugh. When we start to look at things from a different angle, we realised that life is not as bitter or bad as we keep thinking it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a very good exercise. Especially for me cause I used to always think Im quite a failure as in all my life, I have never excelled in anything, I did not win any medals, my school results were horrible. But after this exercise I realised that hey, im not that bad after all. So I decided to complete this exercise. And if you have the time, try it too!! You will feel different after completing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – I can walk&lt;br /&gt;2 – I can talk&lt;br /&gt;3 – I always get ice cream treats from big aunty&lt;br /&gt;4 – mummy’s friends all say that im cute!! They say I look like 林青霞&lt;br /&gt;5 – got my first barbie doll (I can still remember its called day n night barbie)&lt;br /&gt;6 – learnt how to do gongyo (the front part)&lt;br /&gt;7 – I was chosen to play the lead role in my kindergarden graduation play&lt;br /&gt;8 – walked home from school myself&lt;br /&gt;9 – learned how to swim&lt;br /&gt;10 – participated in my school’s story tell competition and got 2nd prize for 3 consecutive years (guessed who was first prize)? / was chosen to play the lead role (princess) in my school play&lt;br /&gt;11 – chosen to be the narrator for my school play (im the only P5 student while the rest are all P6 students)&lt;br /&gt;12 – was my form teacher’s pet (while others have to stand for forgetting to bring their books, I received no punishment)&lt;br /&gt;13 – took part in SEA games opening ceremony performance / took part in chingay procession&lt;br /&gt;14 – I got the most flowers on valentines day in school / My band participated in the SYF outdoor com and we got bronze / went to Sarawak with my band for performance / got into best class&lt;br /&gt; of the level&lt;br /&gt;15 – represented school in inter school chinese recital competition / chosen to host my school’s CNY competition / promoted to play 1st clarinet / got into best class of the level&lt;br /&gt;16 – managed to get net to go after me (yes, we were together once 10 yrs ago... But this is another story by itself) / got my music badge in band / promoted to staff surgent in my band&lt;br /&gt;17 – started my first tution stint / paid for my poly school fees myself / retook my o lvl english and got B3 (from D7 to B3)&lt;br /&gt;18 – bought my first pager with $$ I earned and paid for the bills myself / first and last time I went to a night club (yes, those with gals and mummy one!!)&lt;br /&gt;19 – finished watching jap serial G.T.O in less than 1 week / finished reading 2 comic books in a day&lt;br /&gt;20 – bought my first HP / got my first FT job pay cheque / got my diploma / got full collection of Mc Donalds Hello Kitty&lt;br /&gt;21 – participated in NDP / was cleared for CAT A security / got drunk on Vodka cranberry&lt;br /&gt;22 – 1st time 1 bet world cup and won $$ / got involved with a violent person and I managed to tame him down&lt;br /&gt;23 – did sales and managed to increase sales volume of my company / boss got a personal assistant to help me out&lt;br /&gt;24 – changed job and boss offered to increase my pay by 30% to make me stay / someone committed suicide for me&lt;br /&gt;25 – 2 man fought (I mean real fighting ok) over me at a pub / won free HP by nominating sis in most beautiful mum to be contest / sent my pic to a CLEO contest and got shortlisted but I didn't go for the audition&lt;br /&gt;26 – attended SCS / got into Arete in my first interview / became GC 2 weeks after I decided to do the biz / someone offered to give me $500 just to kiss me / QQ attended SCS / met net again (got him to go after me again) / went Taiwan for POV&lt;br /&gt;27 – getting married / received my first GIVE bonus / sponsored mummy and daddy to POV with sis / EQ attended SCS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, life’s quite good and exciting after all!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2192900858510554948?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2192900858510554948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2192900858510554948&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2192900858510554948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2192900858510554948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/achievements.html' title='achievements...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1409982935632798014</id><published>2007-10-03T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:08:57.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Oh no... Ive been tagged by Veron... Urm... Being the very sporting me, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;* Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;* Each blogger must start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;* Bloggers that are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't know how to ride a bicycle. Ok, laugh at me all you want. Nobody taught me how to ride a bicycle since young and as I grew up, I became more and more hum chee and so I never learnt the skill. Actually I did learnt once. And I managed to ride successfully. But after that one time I didn't practise and so I lost the skill again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I was very quiet, timid and shy as a child. I was so quiet that when I was studying in kindergarden, the principal asked mummy if I was deaf and dumb because I don't talk at all. There was once I dropped my handkerchief and a teacher came into our classroom and asked if anybody has dropped their handkerchief. I recognise that it was my handkerchief but I didn't dare raise my hand or say its mine. In the end the teacher only knew it belongs to me when I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My name is an inspiration from the instrument I used to play. I was from the band and I played the Clarinet. And I was very into the clarinet very much at that time. When I started working, I wanted to get myself a name that is easy to pronounce and call. So I asked my sister what name should I give myself and she said: since you like the clarinet so much, why don't you call yourself clari? I taught the name was nice, and at the same time unique, so that's how I got my name, clari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I used to be a brave little soul. When I was 3, I’d walk around the house in the dark when everyone is asleep. But as I grew up, daddy started renting horror movies and after watching the horror movies, I became a scardey cat. Now I dare not walk in the dark alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I like the smell of a lighted matchstick. I like to watch the flame on the matchstick fizzle out and the trail of smoke that follows. Which explains why I like to play with match sticks and fire. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I have a bad habbit of “cracking” my knuckles such that they will make the “cracking” sound that your joints will make when you go for thai massage. I can turn my head and my neck cracks, I can crack my ankles. Hearing the “cracking” gives me a sense of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My pet hobby is to help net 挖耳洞. And I get angry when he cleans his ears himself. Hahaha. When I managed to dig out a big piece of ear shit (or whatever you call it, I feel a sense of achievement. Pity my ear doesn't get very dirty very quickly like net. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) when I was in primary school, I used to do my school work really sloooowly. I am always the last one to hand im my accessments. I can never finish my work on time and always have to bring home to write. I can never finish my art on time as well. Anyway, I sucked at art. Since pri school, all my arts and craft homework are masterpieces of mummy and sis. Most of the time I am only involved in the colouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, 8 things about moi... Who I wanna further tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Power&lt;br /&gt;2) Liming&lt;br /&gt;3) Sis (I know veron tagged you also... So you MUST do... haha)&lt;br /&gt;4) Lorraine&lt;br /&gt;5) Faith&lt;br /&gt;6) FenFen&lt;br /&gt;7) Grace&lt;br /&gt;8) Everybody reading this now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done... Phew... Pls don't tag me in future, ok??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1409982935632798014?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1409982935632798014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1409982935632798014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1409982935632798014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1409982935632798014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5613423024008136163</id><published>2007-10-01T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:55:23.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>parenthood training</title><content type='html'>Net and I had a taste of parenthood on last sat morning. Mummy has to work that sat and daddy is fetching her there, max and sis are having a rendevous night out at a secret hotel they dun wanna tell us. So Net and I have to take care of Ace while the rest of the family are away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ace woke up at 5.30am. Mummy left work at 7. So only ace, net and me were left in the house. Both net and I were tired. But ace was energetic. We tried to rock him, bluff him to sleep but didn't work. In the end we just left him in our room and we slept. I slept on the inner side or the bed that is facing the wall and poor net was on the outside, so ace took his magna doodle and asked net to draw something every 5 mins or so. Or he would take something from the table and pass it to net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9+, daddy came back. And we were relieved, but only for a short while. We were sleeping happily with no disturbance when we were suddenly woken by daddy screaming: EEEEEEE... 大便!! Ace 臭臭!! 快点去找 ah yee!! And I was like “$%^&amp;amp;#^!! Why must look for me?!?!?!” So we were woken up again and daddy insists that I have to wash up ace because he is going marketing and left. So net, me and a smelly ace were left in the house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to bring ace to bath and net took off his clothes and diapers. And ace’s shit is damn smelly. And because most of the time he don't really chew his food well, we can see bits of undigested food in his shit. YUCKS!! So it took both of us, both net and I to bathe ace. Basically net was holding on to ace so that he dun run around and I was the one doing the dirty job of wiping the shit away, cleaning his ass. My first time cleaning shit was given to ace... Boo hoo hoo. After bathing him, we changed him and decided to bring him out for some breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to parkway and had BK breakfast. Basically ace was quite 乖 that day. He did not ask us to carry him when we put him down and told him he has to walk and he gladly gave us his hand to 拉拉. Sometimes he even insisted that both of us held his hands when we walk. After breakfast, we bought him to a big pet shop at marine parade and he was happy to see so many fishes and small animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwCxazGc8WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dZ1mVpZvTLE/s1600-h/P1020400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwCxazGc8WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dZ1mVpZvTLE/s320/P1020400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116284250644869474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ace learning to use the fork n knife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will point to the fishes and say: fish&lt;br /&gt;he sees the puppy labrador, he points to the glass and say: dog dog... Woof woof&lt;br /&gt;He sees the rabbit drinking water and he says: rabbit 喝水&lt;br /&gt;He sees the rabbit sleeping and he says: rabbit ooi ooi&lt;br /&gt;He sees the ginue pig and say: cat cat. Meow meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. After the pet shop, we passed by a playground with lots of kids playing and so we decided to let him play there for a while. I think ace is very happy to see so many little children he ran here, ran there and shouted. After sometime, we decided it was getting late and time to go home. Once in the car, he slept soundly all the way home. We guessed he must be very tired since he woke up so early and walked so much. But the moment he reached home and I placed him on the mattress, he woke up jumped around again. But by then, daddy, grandma were home so we sort of handed him back to them. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwC1iDGc8YI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ermIzMqOJi4/s1600-h/ace+at+playground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwC1iDGc8YI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ermIzMqOJi4/s320/ace+at+playground.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116288773245432194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am king of the playground!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a morning with ace and both of us were shagged out. Net told me at night that his arms were aching from carrying ace. Haha. Its really not easy bringing a toddler out cos you have to be very alert and on your toes and make sure u can catch up with them when they suddenly run off. You have to think of ways to entertain them so that they sit quietly on the chair while you eat, you have to make sure they don't fall or get pushed or knocked by other kids while at the playground. Similarly, you also have to make sure that they will not push or knock other kids, or worse, fight with other kids for the swing or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that when I brought ace out, I didn't prepare any extra pampers, I didn't bring any jacket (he was wearing a singlet and we were at a shopping centre and the air con is quite cold. Im not sure if he is cold. But I guess not :p). But all in all I think its good training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the 3 of us are walking, net told me that a lot of people looking at us. I told him they must have thought that ace is our son. Net said: but he don't look like me at all mah. me: that's y they look mah!! Kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY TO ALL WHO THINK YOU ARE STILL YOUNG OUT THERE... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5613423024008136163?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5613423024008136163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5613423024008136163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5613423024008136163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5613423024008136163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/10/parenthood-training.html' title='parenthood training'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RwCxazGc8WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/dZ1mVpZvTLE/s72-c/P1020400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-595969083807160626</id><published>2007-09-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:08:16.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><title type='text'>thankfully for POV</title><content type='html'>If we have not met POV, I would have threw my ring back at him and ran off last night... At least that's what I will do in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because we understood what is happening is a reflection of our inner self, what we are feeling is to cover our fear, I am able to feel my feelings, and feel his feelings and together, we took a step forward towards interdependence, towards oneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, POV... I know this is god’s way of letting me discover the fear in me so I can heal myself. And I am grateful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, baby... I re-choose you again, and commit myself to love you unconditionally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-595969083807160626?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/595969083807160626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=595969083807160626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/595969083807160626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/595969083807160626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/09/thankfully-for-pov.html' title='thankfully for POV'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5706312384491984191</id><published>2007-09-27T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T15:03:12.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><title type='text'>Thanks Zhiqing</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was Zhiqing’s 2 days POV workshop. During the last POV by Hiromi Senseh, during one of the processes involving a husband and wife, I made a decision that I want to bring  daddy and mummy to attend POV. I discussed with sis, and we decided to bring them for Zhiqing’s POV. And we were so glad we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RvtTTzGc8UI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0tmcgHn9mYk/s1600-h/P1020258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RvtTTzGc8UI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0tmcgHn9mYk/s320/P1020258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114773401409220930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Peng family @ POV....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and mummy is not what I will term a loving couple. Though i’ve never seen them quarrel before, in these 27 years of my life, I’ve never seen them hold hands, hug or say I love you to each other. When they go out together, usually one of them will walk in front and the other behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during that 2 days POV, for the first time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear daddy calling mummy 老婆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear mummy calling daddy 老公&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear daddy saying “I LOVE YOU” to mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear mummy saying “I LOVE YOU” back to daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see them holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see them hugging each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RvtUWjGc8VI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bFmi3WXVUbU/s1600-h/P1020257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RvtUWjGc8VI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bFmi3WXVUbU/s320/P1020257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114774548165488978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy looking very 幸福小女人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess sis was just as touched and happy as I am to witness all these. And initially we thought daddy will be bored during the workshop but he looks so happy during the 2 days and even participated in all the activities actively with his small group and buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy. Very happy. The money spent on their course fees is worth every single cent. Thanks, Zhiqing. Both me and sis (&lt;a href="http://verityy.multiply.com/journal/item/20/After_31_years_of_marriage_it_is_the_first_time_they_said_I_love_you_to_each...?replies_read=6"&gt;read sis’s view of the POV here&lt;/a&gt;) are very grateful to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, its like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children, the best thing you can do to make your parents happy is to lead a happy life. Its not how much we are earning, its not how many degrees we have, its not how high we climbed in our career. At the end of the day, nothing can make our parents more happy knowing their child is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as parents, the best way to let your children lead a happy life is to be happy!! When we as children see that you are happy, we will be happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u see, its a cycle.... Children happy --&gt; parents happy --&gt; children happy. So whether you are a parent or a children or both, you know what you should do... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5706312384491984191?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5706312384491984191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5706312384491984191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5706312384491984191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5706312384491984191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/09/thanks-zhiqing.html' title='Thanks Zhiqing'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RvtTTzGc8UI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0tmcgHn9mYk/s72-c/P1020258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2938316182722020507</id><published>2007-09-26T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:55:27.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KBKB'/><title type='text'>W.H.Y</title><content type='html'>“I need to think why you always make me angry”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been thinking why do I want people to attack me? why do I want people to be angry with me? Why do I want people to make me angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im thinking why do I want to self attack??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to drown myself in loud music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2938316182722020507?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2938316182722020507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2938316182722020507&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2938316182722020507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2938316182722020507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/09/why.html' title='W.H.Y'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-495358932964701270</id><published>2007-09-19T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:30:29.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my big day'/><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>I know I haven been updating for the longest time... But I have a good reason to be bz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been bz at work (my project is in a mess), and bz with the preparations for my big day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have confirmed our banquet location and bridal salon!! Im so happy cos I am so so happy cos I think our ballroom is very pretty with a long long march in and I love the gowns from my bridal salon. Am going to have a gown with a long train so that it’ll look nice with my long march in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange it seems, one week after Jeff’s POV we settled everything (except the ROM location cause waiting for them to get back to me on the food). We filed our marriage notice, found our solemnizer within a mere 5 mins (while I read online that some couples had a hard time finding a solemnizer and some even pre booked their solemnizers about 6 mths to 12 mths before their ROM date!!), settled our banquet location, and settled our bridal package, much to net and my surprise. We only visited 2 bridal salons (bs) and made our decision. Initially both net and I thought that we will visit at least 5 salons in order to make a decision but things just happens so smoothly. R recommended us to 1 of the bs along tanjong pagar. We made appointment with the bs and we reached tanjong pagar early and when I called the bs, the person told me I can take my time and best if I can arrive later. I think she was attending to another customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were there early, I saw the bs that I aimed in the bridal magazine. So I told net and sis to take a look there. Happens so that when we entered, sis saw her old friend, the designer for her wedding gown and we began talking. I tried some gowns and we were offered quite a good package. But because we already made appointment with the other BS, we went there to see what they had to offer. Net didn't really like the feel of the BS and we didn't really like their photography. So we went back to the first BS and made our payment. And that's it!! My BS is settled!! And I think we had quite a good deal plus the gowns from our BS is known to be very pretty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been bz with my wedding preparations since aug but no progress at all. And just 1 week after Jeff’s POV, everything is settled. Even what we thought would be the biggest headache was settled in less than 3 hrs. amazing! Reminds me of Veron’s story of how she started Growth Vision. Initially she was undecided whether she wanted to start Growth Vision. But after attending Jeff’s workshop, she made up her mind and settled everything (printed the brochures, found the office, started a corporate account etc) within 3 days. Of course our story cant be compared to hers, but still its amazing how things just goes so smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am waiting patiently for our hotel to call for our invitation cards and our BS to call for me to choose my ROM dress and to do my gown designing. I am very excited but there is nothing I can do now but wait and start losing weight and looking pretty for my big day and start searching for designs of gowns that I like. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-495358932964701270?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/495358932964701270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=495358932964701270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/495358932964701270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/495358932964701270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/09/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5772766458251786857</id><published>2007-08-31T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:12:17.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KBKB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>anger</title><content type='html'>why am i feeling anger these few days? but i manage to manage them quite well...&lt;br /&gt;WHY? what is my process??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i allow people to say things that makes me unhappy??&lt;br /&gt;why do i allow people to attack me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&gt; so i can go into withdrawal again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Steps to Leadership later... maybe i can see some light there... or ask Yanni jie to chou ka... keke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5772766458251786857?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5772766458251786857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5772766458251786857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5772766458251786857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5772766458251786857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/08/anger.html' title='anger'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3911373384175120353</id><published>2007-08-21T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T15:16:02.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>im back from a 3D2N trip from bangkok. bangkok is a shopping paradise. despite me telling myself to control my shopping, i still spent about S$250 for the 2 days (effectively) on shopping ALONE. food, transport, accommodation, air tix and massage proudly sponsored by net. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some statistics of this bangkok trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought:&lt;br /&gt;11 bandeus&lt;br /&gt;6 cardigens (1 for sis, 1 for mummy)&lt;br /&gt;6 undies&lt;br /&gt;3 necklaces&lt;br /&gt;3 soccer jerseys (1 for ace, 1 for max, 1 for me)&lt;br /&gt;2 belts&lt;br /&gt;1 jacket&lt;br /&gt;1 hair pin&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of slippers&lt;br /&gt;1 hello kitty plush toy (from net)&lt;br /&gt;4 t shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked:&lt;br /&gt;6 hrs non stop at chatuchak market&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs at the wholesale centre outside our hotel&lt;br /&gt;4 hrs at patpong night bazzaar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for:&lt;br /&gt;2 full body massage&lt;br /&gt;1 foot massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited:&lt;br /&gt;2 hrs at bangkok airport. flight was delayed because of technical issues. :(&lt;br /&gt;god knows how many minutes on the roads due to traffic jam. the traffic there is just horrible!! so many times we have the so near yet so far feeling. we already see our destination, but yet we are stuck in the jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some interesting incidents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day evening, we took a tuk tuk to siam centre. the tuk tuk driver said he will drive us to this restaurant for us to have our dinner and he will wait for us outside the restaurant and drive us to siam centre after we have eaten. so we went to the restaurant and when we were done, the tuk tuk driver was nowhere to be found. so we left without him. and we haven paid him yet. which means our ride to the restaurant is FREE!! keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate so much eggs there that we now have phobia of eggs. cause there was nothing much for us to eat at the breakfast buffet, so for the 2 mornings we ate scrambled eggs, sunny side ups and even salted eggs!! i think we are going to swear off eggs for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our first night dinner, we ordered this dish: fried morning glory. i was expecting it to be the morning glory flower fried, something like the fried zulchini flowers we had at ilido, imagine the disappointment when the fried morning glory turns out to be a plate of char kang kong. i didnt know kang kong is morning glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i shop, i completely forgot that i have to eat, shit and pee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant get enough of the massage. i am already planning for our next trip... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of the trip will be loaded shortly as i haven d/l the pics into my PC yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3911373384175120353?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3911373384175120353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3911373384175120353&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3911373384175120353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3911373384175120353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/08/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3435268480050461628</id><published>2007-08-10T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:02:01.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>crazy hp</title><content type='html'>My phone went gila since last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was packing my bag to knock off and got a shock when I picked my phone up. For a moment I thought my eyes are playing tricks on me so I turned the phone around and finally realised that the problem is not with my eyes but my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RrxCgRC6iHI/AAAAAAAAANs/qspe7KvPU0A/s1600-h/hp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RrxCgRC6iHI/AAAAAAAAANs/qspe7KvPU0A/s320/hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097022000375433330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did u notice the kitty is upside down??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got FF to call me and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RrxCghC6iII/AAAAAAAAAN0/FF0vYn1en44/s1600-h/hp+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RrxCghC6iII/AAAAAAAAAN0/FF0vYn1en44/s320/hp+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097022004670400642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**faintz**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then, the display will either be distorted, total blank, inverted, sideways and even mirror image. Imagine I have to read my smses through the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway will be getting a phone as a belated birthday present for last year. I am so abundant!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3435268480050461628?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3435268480050461628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3435268480050461628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3435268480050461628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3435268480050461628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-hp.html' title='crazy hp'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RrxCgRC6iHI/AAAAAAAAANs/qspe7KvPU0A/s72-c/hp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1549931748245517098</id><published>2007-08-07T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:52:39.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>How to tell I am sleepy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF: dont type so fast, later R will know u r chatting, cause only when u r chatting you will type faster than working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: no lor i always type very fast one lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF: haha..yes, u type very fast, even when u r sleepy. pen also can drop, can type faster than usually meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: can... just that more typo errors... its a scale, a talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF: haha.. now u r sleepy rite? i can see... skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me 3 mins to realized that i used the wrong word, though same pronunciation... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1549931748245517098?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1549931748245517098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1549931748245517098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1549931748245517098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1549931748245517098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/08/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3250195002220687943</id><published>2007-07-31T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:00:16.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><title type='text'>1 day to go...</title><content type='html'>Going 5 days of POV. Starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundance, wealth, miracles, happiness, here I come!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3250195002220687943?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3250195002220687943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3250195002220687943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3250195002220687943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3250195002220687943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/1-day-to-go.html' title='1 day to go...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2721650100476492131</id><published>2007-07-26T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:28:47.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occassions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>sweetest surprise</title><content type='html'>Yes!! there are heaps I wanted to update but I have got no time to do so!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/sum-see-see.html"&gt;Mr sum see see&lt;/a&gt; knew that I sensed he has something up his sleeves (and he read my blog), so he beat me to it by planning the surprised the day before. And I was really really surprised caused it happened when he picked me up from work at 9pm (I was doing OT, so I was super tired, famished, stressed up and frustrated and the only thing that I can think of is to go have a good dinner and then go home sleep). So I really didn't expect him to pull a stunt on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Something that I have been wondering for more than 2 decades of my life finally happened when I least expects it to... That most important few minutes of my life, which will determine how the rest of my life will be... And when I recovered from the shock, excitement and over whelmed, everything is over... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rqh1dxC6iCI/AAAAAAAAANE/rtjaUix2dNM/s1600-h/P1000736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rqh1dxC6iCI/AAAAAAAAANE/rtjaUix2dNM/s320/P1000736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091448532984563746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;my destinee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still had our dinner on Thurs, at IlLido. We were seated at the alfresco dining area, overseeing the sky and the sea. The food was fabulous. Must try the deep fried zulchini flower and their warm chocolate cake. Its heavenly. The best I have ever tasted. The service was good as well. The waiter is very friendly. He commented that I look 22!! Haha! Despite the good food and excellent service, I thought the bill was rather pricey. The whole dinner cost a whooping $250 for the 2 of us. Well, but I guess once a while we must indulge in the finer side of life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RqlWVRC6iEI/AAAAAAAAANU/VabxZgstybE/s1600-h/P1000788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RqlWVRC6iEI/AAAAAAAAANU/VabxZgstybE/s320/P1000788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091695777071925314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RqlWVxC6iFI/AAAAAAAAANc/RxYpayshAGg/s1600-h/P1000813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RqlWVxC6iFI/AAAAAAAAANc/RxYpayshAGg/s320/P1000813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091695785661859922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;this picture dont do justice to the warm chocolate cake at all but the pure thought of the taste makes me salivate... warm chocolate oozing out from the cake... ooohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I thought there will be no more surprises since the cat was out of the bag the day before. But I still had a sweet surprise when he excused himself to go to the gents (and I was wondering if he got stuck in the toilet bowl cos he was away for such a long time) and appeared with his laptop in hand and placed it infront of me, and asked me to click “play”. And a beautiful montage began to play. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RqlWWRC6iGI/AAAAAAAAANk/xCEqbeM2NP8/s1600-h/P1000815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RqlWWRC6iGI/AAAAAAAAANk/xCEqbeM2NP8/s320/P1000815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091695794251794530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, was how we celebrated our monthly anniversary. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2721650100476492131?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2721650100476492131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2721650100476492131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2721650100476492131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2721650100476492131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/sweetest-surprise.html' title='sweetest surprise'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rqh1dxC6iCI/AAAAAAAAANE/rtjaUix2dNM/s72-c/P1000736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4926107083715858592</id><published>2007-07-18T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:09:01.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>transformer</title><content type='html'>Went to watch transformer the movie last sat. Actually I never thought I would wanna catch that show but I have heard rave reviews on the movie, even from ladies!! And that's why I decided to catch the movie. I trust the ladies’ tastes more than the guys cause as long as there are nice cars, pretty hot babes, fighting action, explosion, guys would think it is a good movie. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be honest, the movie is really quite entertaining, and worth spending $9 (cant remember the price for a weekend movie ticket. Haven been paying for my own ticket for a long time. Keke) on it.  Though there isnt much story line but for a action pack cartoon turned movie, I think  its 2 thumbs up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is I cant tell the autobots from the decepticons. I cant tell which autobot is which. I cant tell which decepticon is which, especially when they have transformed into robots because they all looked the same!! Every time they transformed, the following conversation will take place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: is this robot good or bad??&lt;br /&gt;net: bad&lt;br /&gt;me: orh. How do you tell?&lt;br /&gt;net: you look at their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;me: where got eyes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Nth time of asking him the same question in that short 2.5 hrs, net finally said: I think you need to watch the transformer cartoon series to be able to understand. Next time before we watch any cartoon turned movie shows, you should watch the cartoons first. GRRRRR...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4926107083715858592?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4926107083715858592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4926107083715858592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4926107083715858592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4926107083715858592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformer.html' title='transformer'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5555008432805120134</id><published>2007-07-17T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:12:22.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>sum see see</title><content type='html'>Somebody very sum see see lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, ask me for a date for dinner and insist that I must let him know when I am free. When I ask him why must we specially set a date for dinner, he says its because it has been a long time since we have a good meal together, or plan a special dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When after some time I didn't tell him when I am free, he insists that we must have the dinner this week and asked me to check my programme for Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told him yesterday that there is a training on thurs (which turns out to be a miscom), he asked me: you want to go? when I probed further why he would ask if I wanted to go for the training since he knows that I go for all trainings he revealed that he has made a reservation at the restaurant already. Which got me curious, which restaurant is it? Why need to make reservations? Why so dai gin si?? And he said his friend introduced this restaurant to him, saying its not bad. When I asked which restaurant it is, he said its at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which got me more curious. Why do we need to go all the way to sentosa for a nice dinner? And on a weekday. Why need to go such lengths just for a dinner?? His reply: cause its been such a long time since we plan a good dinner together. The last one was on my birthday which is so many months ago. I really miss us having a good dinner together and we can celebrate our monthly anniversary at the same time too. If we don't go this week, we will both be busy again and will have to wait for a long long time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guessed he sensed that I wanted to go for the training so he told me: if you want to go for the training then you go lor. I will cancel the reservation. I am alright with it. But I sensed his tone of disappointment so I told him we go ahead with the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what he is up to. I smell something up his sleeves. But I might be over sensitive. Maybe he just really wants us to have a quiet nice dinner together. Aiyah, im just not a romantic person lah. Keke. So I shall just go and enjoy my dinner on thurs. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5555008432805120134?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5555008432805120134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5555008432805120134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5555008432805120134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5555008432805120134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/sum-see-see.html' title='sum see see'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5653994615229282459</id><published>2007-07-14T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T16:01:14.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame tots'/><title type='text'>guess what is this</title><content type='html'>saw this painted on the wall of a hip joint... guess what is it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpiBpaefx3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/V2ru6ZdrG58/s1600-h/P1000395-ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpiBpaefx3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/V2ru6ZdrG58/s320/P1000395-ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086958327596828530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its.... tada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpiCg6efx5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/6o1vBQngLN4/s1600-h/P1000396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpiCg6efx5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/6o1vBQngLN4/s320/P1000396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086959281079568274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dim sum lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what u are thinking, you dirty minded people... kekeke :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5653994615229282459?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5653994615229282459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5653994615229282459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5653994615229282459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5653994615229282459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/guess-what-is-this.html' title='guess what is this'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpiBpaefx3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/V2ru6ZdrG58/s72-c/P1000395-ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7379742219839890251</id><published>2007-07-13T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T13:55:34.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Precious Credits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpdwrKefx2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pBg7ZuOQ0hU/s1600-h/e1183394933.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpdwrKefx2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pBg7ZuOQ0hU/s400/e1183394933.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086658190987216738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the cutest, sweetest and most precious credit card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i can apply for it in singapore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7379742219839890251?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7379742219839890251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7379742219839890251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7379742219839890251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7379742219839890251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/precious-credits.html' title='Precious Credits'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RpdwrKefx2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pBg7ZuOQ0hU/s72-c/e1183394933.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5242694244978002616</id><published>2007-07-11T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:12:42.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>make a difference</title><content type='html'>I used to think that I am just another girl living on planet earth. I will just spend my life studying, working, most probably get married, have kids, fall sick and die. I never thought that I can make any difference to anyone except probably my parents. With me or without me, there is no difference. Maybe just one less person on earth vying for fresh air with all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about 1.5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found what I want to do in life, and found what gives me happiness. I realised that we do not need to do something really great (like donating millions to charities like warren buffet) in order to make a difference to others life. Every small action we take, counts. Like im a vegetarian and I know how meat is not so good for our bodies. I do not need to my friends to become a vegetarian like me, but I share with them what I know and they take lesser meat or least every time they eat with me they eat vegetarian with me as well. With this, its better for their health and also I saved some animals! In this 1.5 years that I have turned vegetarian, I have probably saved god knows how many chickens!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happened during last sat during SNC really hit me. Net’s sis came and hug me and she told me: thank you for changing my brother’s life. Without you, he wouldn't have changed and our family wouldn't have changed. And I was really really very very touched and very very happy (of course, during SNC there were other happenings and people that touched me. Those at SNC with me you know who you are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything much. I brought net to have his iris scan to understand more about his health, he took better care of his health and bought his sister for the iris scan, and she too began to be more aware of her health. Through me, net got to know Dreams Inc and attended SCS, where he found his goals and dreams and in the pay it forward movement, he got his sister to attend SCS and now they are both moving towards their ideal life and their family bonding got closer as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not trying to make myself sound very 伟大, I just wanna say don't belittle ourselves, don't think that we cannot make a difference. We can. By just changing Net’s life, I have helped change his whole family. Its like a rippling effect, it spreads out. So don't think that there is nothing you can do to make this world a better place. Just give help and love to the people around and you are already making a difference, no matter how minute or insignificant the actions may seems now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is exactly what I call Pay It Forward. We all just need to Pay It Forward, and really, together, we can make the world a better place to live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5242694244978002616?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5242694244978002616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5242694244978002616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5242694244978002616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5242694244978002616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/make-difference.html' title='make a difference'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6115514567771854680</id><published>2007-07-05T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:40:08.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>Don't feel like blogging for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated my last weekend to serving SCS. And during the graduation, when the participant went on stage to thank the Acs, I was so touched I teared. And all the effort I put in for the preparation of the SCS becomes worth it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the 2.5 days, I lost my voice and was on MC on min and took urgent leave on Tuesday. Partly because I was really tired and mainly cause net was on MC too so we can spend some quiet time together. :) Net actually asked me on mon afternoon: can we go out and have a nice dinner some day? Yeah, this is our schedule. We even need to specially set time aside to go for a nice dinner together. but till now, we still have not set on a date yet. Keke. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended LZ’s wedding last wed. LZ is a very pretty bride!! Ahhh, makes me wonder how will I look like in my wedding gown. Keke. Back to topic, LZ looks soooooo pretty. Especially when she just finished a detox and lost 5KGs in just 3 weeks. When get married, I’ll make sure I go on a 2 mths intense detox so that I can look my prettiest, most radiant, most glamorous on that day. Hmmmm...**starts day dreaming**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of people has been asking me why I call net net in my blog when that is actually not his name. well, net is actually a name we call him all way back when we were in sec school. That was the last syllabus of his name (back then). But over the years I think he changed his name (identity crisis) but I am already so used to calling him ah net already. So net he remains on my blog. And friends who read my blog now know him as net as well. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is Friday again. Time flies. My brain is out of blogging juice. &lt;!--!&lt;br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics from LZ's wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJgC4f8SI/AAAAAAAAAMM/O6i5oXXXmuM/s1600-h/P1000452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJgC4f8SI/AAAAAAAAAMM/O6i5oXXXmuM/s200/P1000452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083659631761289506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us and the bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJfi4f8QI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QgU7wPi7EqA/s1600-h/P1000443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJfi4f8QI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QgU7wPi7EqA/s200/P1000443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083659623171354882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prob the noisiest bunch in office... keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJgi4f8TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0hrRPzgwGFY/s1600-h/P1000434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJgi4f8TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0hrRPzgwGFY/s200/P1000434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083659640351224114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TXZ and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJfy4f8RI/AAAAAAAAAME/BD3tjTkWdvk/s1600-h/P1000479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJfy4f8RI/AAAAAAAAAME/BD3tjTkWdvk/s200/P1000479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083659627466322194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is prob how i will look with short hair... what do you think?? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6115514567771854680?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6115514567771854680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6115514567771854680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6115514567771854680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6115514567771854680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/07/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RozJgC4f8SI/AAAAAAAAAMM/O6i5oXXXmuM/s72-c/P1000452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-809954029584821656</id><published>2007-06-22T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T17:08:01.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>Im PMSsy, as certified by EQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im PMSsy, I get irritated and frustrated easily, and usually I tend to be grumpy, anal and anti social. But only the previlegde few have the honour of experiencing my PMS-ness. And without a doubt, the most honoured one is net la. Sometimes I pity him that he has to tahan the grumpy anal clatzz every once a month. A lot of times I know im being demanding and unreasonable when im PMSsy but I just cant helped it. That is why sometimes I thank god that im not a guy and I don't have face a PMSsy gf every once a month. Cos its like everything you do/don't do is wrong. There is nothing you can do, you can only grin and bear with it for the 7 days and shower her with  loads of TLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again when I think further, who says men don't have PMS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men’s PMS are worst than ours. At least ours come only once a month, and you can estimate when the storm is coming. For guys, their PMS comes as and when the like and sometimes lasts for more than 7 days. And gals we admit that we are PMSsy and seek understanding from our partners. But when guys having their PMS, they insists that everything is fine and they just keep quiet and sulk at you as if you do them great wrong for as long as their PMS last. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is a PMSsy post. So guys no offence hor!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MNG SALE!!&lt;br /&gt;Up to 50% storewide!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MNG sale just now during lunch and I already aimed 2 pairs of jeans and a dress and a tank top le. But I do not have time to try them out.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go patronise MNG again later or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an email on how woman rates guys and I think its quite funny. here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of romance, one single rule applies to men:&lt;br /&gt;Make the woman happy.&lt;br /&gt;Do something she likes, and you get points.&lt;br /&gt;Do something she dislikes and points are subtracted.&lt;br /&gt;You don't get any points for doing something she expects.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that's the way the game is played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a guide to the point system:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE DUTIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the bed (+1)&lt;br /&gt;You make the bed, but forget the decorative pillow (0)&lt;br /&gt;You throw the bedspread over rumpled sheets (-1)&lt;br /&gt;You go out to buy her what she wants (+5) In the rain (+8) But return with Beer (-5)&lt;br /&gt;You check out a suspicious noise at night (0)&lt;br /&gt;You check out a suspicious noise, and it is nothing (0)&lt;br /&gt;You check out a suspicious noise and it is something (+5)&lt;br /&gt;You pummel it with iron rod (+10)&lt;br /&gt;It's her pet (-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL ENGAGEMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay by her side the entire party (0)&lt;br /&gt;You stay by her side for a while, then leave to chat with a college buddy (-2)&lt;br /&gt;Named Lolita (-4)&lt;br /&gt;Lolita is a dancer (-6)&lt;br /&gt;Lolita is single and is really beautiful (-80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You forget her birthday (-50000)&lt;br /&gt;You take her out to dinner (0)&lt;br /&gt;You take her out to dinner and it's not a sports bar (+1)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's a sports bar (-2)&lt;br /&gt;And it's all-you-can-eat night (-3)&lt;br /&gt;It's a sports bar, it's all-you-can-eat night, and your face is painted the Colours of your favourite team (-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NIGHT OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie (+2)&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie she likes (+4)&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie you hate (+6)&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie you like (-2)&lt;br /&gt;It's called 'DeathCop' (-3)&lt;br /&gt;You lied and said it was a foreign film about orphans (-15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THE 'BIG' QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks, "Do I look fat?" (-5) [Yes, you LOSE points no matter WHAT]&lt;br /&gt;You hesitate in responding (-10)&lt;br /&gt;You reply, "Where?" (-35)&lt;br /&gt;Any other response (-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she wants to talk about a problem , you listen, displaying what looks like a concerned expression (0)&lt;br /&gt;You listen, for over 30 minutes (+50)&lt;br /&gt;You listen for more than 30 minutes without looking at the TV (+500)&lt;br /&gt;She realizes this is because you have fallen asleep (-10 ,000)&lt;br /&gt;Now what chance do you have???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think the above chart is not really comprehensive, so I decided to add some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE DUTIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cook for her (0)&lt;br /&gt;Its her favourite dish (+2)&lt;br /&gt;Its your favourite dish (-2)&lt;br /&gt;And its some fatty oily stuff like pig’s trotters (-50)&lt;br /&gt;And she’s a health freak or vegetarian (-2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wash the dishes (0)&lt;br /&gt;You mop the floor (0)&lt;br /&gt;You do the laundry (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER BIRTHDAY (NOTE: ANNIVESARIES ARE SAME AS BIRTHDAYS)&lt;br /&gt;You are the first to wish her happy birthday (0)&lt;br /&gt;You are not the first to wish her happy birthday (-20)&lt;br /&gt;You get her a present (0)&lt;br /&gt;Its something that she needs and can be used (+30)&lt;br /&gt;Its something she has been eyeing a long time ago (+100)&lt;br /&gt;Its a white elephant of no use (eg. Picture frames, ornamentals, musical boxes, cups) (-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give her a bouquet of flowers (0)&lt;br /&gt;Its 999 stalk of her favourite flower (+50)&lt;br /&gt;Its crysenthumun (-500)&lt;br /&gt;You plan a surprise for her (+50) points subjected to the surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NIGHT OUT&lt;br /&gt;You take her to a movie she likes and you hate and you fell asleep in the movie (-20)&lt;br /&gt;You brought a jacket along in case she is cold (+10)&lt;br /&gt;You buy the tickets before hand so that you two don't have to queue to buy the tickets (0)&lt;br /&gt;You cry during the touching part of the movie (+15) woman likes SNAG now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold the door for her (0)&lt;br /&gt;You pull the chair for her (0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You waited 15 mins for her to arrive without getting pissed (0)&lt;br /&gt;You waited 30 mins for her to arrive without getting pissed (+2)&lt;br /&gt;You waited 1 hour for her to arrive without getting pissed (+8)&lt;br /&gt;You waited 2 hours for her to arrive without getting pissed (+15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited for you 5 mins to arrive (-200)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THE 'BIG' QUESTION (THIS APPLIES WHEN SHE IS PMSSY AS WELL. YOU LOSE POINTS NO MATTER WHAT)&lt;br /&gt;You say: its ok, I love you even if you are fat (-500)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;br /&gt;You listen for 5 minutes and interrupt her with your own problems (-300)&lt;br /&gt;You roll your eyes and ask: whats the problem?? (-500)&lt;br /&gt;You offer advices and tell her what she should do (-200)&lt;br /&gt;You bring her out for an all expenses shopping trip to cheer her up AFTER you listen to her problem with a concerned expression, for as long as she speaks without falling asleep (+5000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of at the time being. Of course there are lots more but I will b blogging till tomorrow if I continue. So... GOOD LUCK, guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-809954029584821656?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/809954029584821656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=809954029584821656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/809954029584821656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/809954029584821656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/06/pms.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-9205738854715868331</id><published>2007-06-20T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T18:32:51.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>time to change</title><content type='html'>I know its time to change my phone when I just charged it the day before and the battery goes flat the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its GOD’s subtle way of telling me to change my hp before the GST increase, to save some moolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:  i just found a sponsor for my new hp. keke :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-9205738854715868331?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/9205738854715868331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=9205738854715868331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/9205738854715868331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/9205738854715868331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-to-change.html' title='time to change'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1295806043173784273</id><published>2007-06-14T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T16:51:01.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KBKB'/><title type='text'>politics</title><content type='html'>From my 7 years of working experience, I learnt one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who says “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't like office politics&lt;/span&gt;” are usually the ones who plays the most politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who says “ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't like to bad mouth people&lt;/span&gt;” are usually the ones who throws the most knives on your back. Sometimes after throwing knives, they will say: Im not trying to bad mouth this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who says “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't care about other stuff, I just do my own things&lt;/span&gt;” are usually the ones who really just do their own work ONLY. Any teeny weeny stuff that is out of their job scope, they will tai chi away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say aunty clatzz never warn you hor. Now let me go apply some plaster on my back and do an extensive forgiveness exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1295806043173784273?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1295806043173784273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1295806043173784273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1295806043173784273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1295806043173784273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/06/politics.html' title='politics'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7180449830245251749</id><published>2007-06-11T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:58:26.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>games</title><content type='html'>Played taboo and twister over the weekend at EQ’s b day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first time I played these 2 games and we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twister is a good game for pilates and yoga. We were in the most awkward positions. There was a game where most of the time I was facing QQ’s butt and my thighs ache from squatting too much in weird positions. I think EQ’s abs got more toned after the game cos she was is this crunch position. We even placed a cup of water on her abs and the cup did not overturn. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taboo is like a charade game, where you have to let your team mates guess a certain word but there are some taboo words that you cannot mention. Example, if the word you want them to guess is orange, you cannot mention the words: apple, fruit, colour etc. but when you play with a bunch of crazy people like us, sometimes you get the most unexpected answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the most classic answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word: mona lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clues: a woman, a piece of art, any part of the room you go, she will smile at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guess: siao char bor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word: basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clues: sometimes when you want to scold bastard but you don't want to, you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guess: chee bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word: facial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clues (the person giving the clue is EQ... Keke): something that I need (pointing to face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guess: man / good sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha. These are the lame answers you get when you play taboo with lame people. (opps :x) I think other than the games, the other highlight of the day was EQ performing magic. Its amazing and she’s really good at it man. Ask her to show you next time you see her. Its really magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, happy belated birthday, sis!! Its belated cause I have no time to blog since sat till now lah. Though you are already 27 (3 more years to 30), but you still look 21 to me (kekeke)!! You are the best, and I love you always!! Muacks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7180449830245251749?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7180449830245251749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7180449830245251749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7180449830245251749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7180449830245251749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/06/games.html' title='games'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5920874526167507746</id><published>2007-06-06T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:35:37.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>adiddas</title><content type='html'>i think i should become an adiddas VIP member or fan  club or something... lately i bought so many adiddas stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first a pink addidas cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RmbX3og2hTI/AAAAAAAAALc/xWVkOUGoWbQ/s1600-h/P1000355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RmbX3og2hTI/AAAAAAAAALc/xWVkOUGoWbQ/s320/P1000355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072979381047428402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my lucky pink cap. i wore it to buy 4D and won!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a very pretty pink and white sling bag but sadly its not for me. keke. its for liming. but the bag is really very pretty. am fighting the temptation to get one for myself. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rmj4SIg2hVI/AAAAAAAAALs/tNNQr_c1dck/s1600-h/29052007137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rmj4SIg2hVI/AAAAAAAAALs/tNNQr_c1dck/s320/29052007137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073577970639471954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stole this pic from &lt;a href="http://monkerr.blogspot.com"&gt;Liming's blog&lt;/a&gt;... keke... very nice hor... i got good taste... wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 2 pairs of addidas sneakers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RmbX4Ig2hUI/AAAAAAAAALk/8PoSYPhYbzU/s1600-h/P1000346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RmbX4Ig2hUI/AAAAAAAAALk/8PoSYPhYbzU/s320/P1000346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072979389637363010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought the bottom pink slip in last week cos i wanted to have a pair of sneakers that is comfy and at the same time not fully covered (i dont like the feeling of my feet sweating) to wear to POV... initially also thought that if i bought this pair of shoes, mummy can bring it with her to her australia trip. but she said that slip ons are difficult to walk in especially when they go tracking. so she wanted to buy a pair of sneakers and we went shopping yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we saw the other the white with purple strips one... it is very nice cause the white part is actually a bit glittery. mummy likes it. i like it too. so i bought it for her as a gift for her australia trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both shoes very nice hor... not to  mention my track shoes also adiddas one. i must say the adiddas design is improving. everytime i walk into their store, there will be something that catches my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will addidas give me some advertising fee or maybe some $500 cash voucher?? keke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5920874526167507746?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5920874526167507746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5920874526167507746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5920874526167507746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5920874526167507746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/06/adiddas.html' title='adiddas'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RmbX3og2hTI/AAAAAAAAALc/xWVkOUGoWbQ/s72-c/P1000355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3573712770097359029</id><published>2007-06-06T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:23:34.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>arcade</title><content type='html'>Last sat net and I were at CWP and upon getting out of the car park, we saw timezone amusement centre. So I told net, lets go play arcade games later. So after dinner, we decided to go to the arcade to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan of arcade games and the only games I know how to play are bomber man, puzzle fighter and shooting games. But since there is nothing much to do at CWP so we decided to play some arcade. Must always do different activities so that life will not be boring. Anyway, I was surprised when net told me he don't play arcade games as well. I tot ah bengs like him like to 打 game one. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played time crisis (shooting game) and im a better shooter than net ok!! But he beat me at daytona and bike riding. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we saw this game machine which is attracting a lot of crowd so we decided to go join the crowd. It was a sweets machine... There are lots of sweets going round and round and you can scoop the sweets up and drop them on a platform which will push the sweets down to the bottom, and all sweets that dropped down to the bottom will be yours. I always tot such games are bo liao games but seems that that sweet machine is attracting a lot of attention and a lot of people are playing it. Me and net don't understand. Want sweets go and buy lah why waste money on the game machine? And there is a grand prize (a mickey mouse plush toy) which is not nice at all!!! Me and net were thinking for the longest time what is so fun with that machine? And the people playing are all adults. One aunty played till she won the ugly plush toy and she had a whole big red plastic bag of sweets. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now we still don't understand what is so fun about winning sweets. Anyone care to enlighten??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3573712770097359029?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3573712770097359029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3573712770097359029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3573712770097359029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3573712770097359029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/06/arcade.html' title='arcade'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1668866339604714322</id><published>2007-05-29T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:21:10.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>la sup jiat</title><content type='html'>lately, the most unfortunate events have to happen on my soup. both times, my soup turned non vegetarian. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st incident was last friday, i found a worm in my soup. yucks!! the first thing i said: wa lau, my soup isnt vegetarian anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was last sat, i was happily savouring my soup at home when ace suddenly took my wallet and did a slam dunk into my soup, like how we dunk our oreos into our milk. i was very very angry and scolded ace: wah lau, ace!! ah yee still want to drink my soup one leh. and so the soup turned non vegen as well cos mine is a leather wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did i do on both occasions?? well, i continue to drink my soup anyway. haha... as the hokkien saying goes: la sup jiat, la sup dua!! haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1668866339604714322?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1668866339604714322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1668866339604714322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1668866339604714322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1668866339604714322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/la-sup-jiat.html' title='la sup jiat'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1416516124520716107</id><published>2007-05-24T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:25:01.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goody foodie'/><title type='text'>where to take me for dinners...</title><content type='html'>Have set up a new blog on what I lurve to do best... EAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://vegetarianmakan.blogspot.com"&gt;http://vegetarianmakan.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke... Yes, this blog is dedicated to all fellow vegetarian friends out there or if you like vegetarian food... It is a compilation of the places I’ve been to, and my humble opinion of the place, filled with the pictures of the food... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have been wanting to do this blog a looooong time ago and this blog was set up waaaaaay back last year. But I just didn't have the time to start posting. It takes commitment to blog and to make an effort to remember the dishes you ate and take pictures of the food. Till lately, I was browsing through the pictures in my computer and I saw the pictures of the food that I had taken and finally yesterday, one of the rare days that I was home early, did I really sit down and started blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being said, I will do my utmost best to make sure that the blog is filled with interesting updates (which means I have to go around eating and try new food!! Keke). So if you dine with me next time and see me taking out my camera snapping away, please do not be alarmed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Kinokuniya yesterday and bought a book written by &lt;a href="http://www.psychologyofvision.com/ChuckSpezzano.htm"&gt;Chuck Spezzano&lt;/a&gt;, as well as a deck of &lt;a href="http://www.psychologyofvision.com/3cardintro.asp"&gt;Love Cards&lt;/a&gt; for sis and we spend the night reading cards. The thing about love cards is that it is damn Zhun. Everytime I 抽卡, be it online or the physical card, it always hit right to the root of my problem. Sis asks me to get one set of cards for myself, as a gift from her. :D so I think I will be heading down to Kinokuniya again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took mrt home yesterday and I ws surprised to find that they have red seats now!! This shows that I haven been taking the train for a long long time. Hiacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received flowers on Sunday!! 5 stalks of red roses. Pretty!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1416516124520716107?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1416516124520716107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1416516124520716107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1416516124520716107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1416516124520716107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/where-to-take-me-for-dinners.html' title='where to take me for dinners...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1805715567518200987</id><published>2007-05-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:58:47.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occassions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>Phantom of the Opera</title><content type='html'>went to watch Phantom last sat and if there's only one word to describe it, its simply awesome!! worth every single of my 160 bucks. :) im especially impressed by the backdrops... how they made it looked like the stage was really filled with water and when Raoul dived into the "lake", he really disappeared into the stage... we were seated in the last seat of circle one, but our seats were quite centered so we got quite a good view, though the distance is a bit far. i should have booked the seats earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYneG5PdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JbXqeQgjcNw/s1600-h/P1000100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYneG5PdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JbXqeQgjcNw/s320/P1000100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067421072097885650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phantom has been my fav musical since more than a decade ago and im glad i caught it. i even read the Phantom of the Opera novel and i can sing 95% of the songs by heart. keke. almost didnt want to watch it till EQ said: i dont want to wait for another 10 years for the musical to come to town again lor. yeah, the last time Phantom was in town was in 1995 and at that time although i really really wanted to go watch it, i didnt have the finances as i was still a poor sec 3 student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will definately go watch it again if it comes to singapore again. but i would really watch it at other countries so that i can catch the different casts in action. was telling net, when we go france, we must go to the london opera house!! keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYl-G5PcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/F8cEWRzG7FU/s1600-h/P1000107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYl-G5PcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/F8cEWRzG7FU/s320/P1000107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067421046328081858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only pity is that i will never get the chance to catch the original casts, Michael Crawford and Sarah Brightman. i still think michael crawford's voice and singing is the most solid. maybe its because i hear his singing over the soundtrack, which is definately different from live singing. but i actually cried from listening to his soundtrack alone. thats how powerful he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i cant stop humming the songs from the musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYn-G5PeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6WSLV6SWB1Y/s1600-h/P1000124_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYn-G5PeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6WSLV6SWB1Y/s320/P1000124_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067421080687820258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the phantom of the opera is there... inside my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav song: music of the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1805715567518200987?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1805715567518200987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1805715567518200987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1805715567518200987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1805715567518200987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/phantom-of-opera.html' title='Phantom of the Opera'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlMYneG5PdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JbXqeQgjcNw/s72-c/P1000100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8031619189181624381</id><published>2007-05-21T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:03:27.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>Bangkok</title><content type='html'>My holiday is confirmed!! Our air tickets and accommodation has been booked. I am sooooo excited. Cant wait for august to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHAM-G5PXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y0JZByQGOJg/s1600-h/imgsky01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHAM-G5PXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y0JZByQGOJg/s320/imgsky01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067042384831397234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the tallest hotel in bangkok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We will be staying at baiyoke tower, the tallest hotel in bangkok. Went to the hotel’s webby last night and I like what I saw. Best of all, the hotel’s restaurant serves vegetarian food and have a fruits buffet!! The location is quite centralised as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHAvOG5PbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-xqGNOH7KmM/s1600-h/imgskyres06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHAvOG5PbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-xqGNOH7KmM/s320/imgskyres06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067042973241916850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy buffet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I really wished May, June and July will pass quickly. We even have a few must try vegetarian restaurants on our list. Must stop my shopping so I can go for the kill when im there. Afterall, I am told my air tickets, hotel and food will be sponsored. I only need to pay for my own shopping. I seriously think 3D 2N is not enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHANOG5PZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eI1pC1X_kR0/s1600-h/imgskyres10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHANOG5PZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/eI1pC1X_kR0/s320/imgskyres10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067042389126364562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the hotel's bar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so blessed and loved and happy happy happy!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8031619189181624381?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8031619189181624381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8031619189181624381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8031619189181624381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8031619189181624381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/bangkok.html' title='Bangkok'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RlHAM-G5PXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y0JZByQGOJg/s72-c/imgsky01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8027454612249321756</id><published>2007-05-17T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T19:13:57.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>goog things must wait</title><content type='html'>I feel so tall today because I am in a pair of 4 inches heels!!  Haha. But despite wearing 4in heels, I am still half a head shorter than net. Yeah, he is so tall and I am so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I lurve this pair of heels cos they only cost $9.90!! Bought the shoes at Mondo, and for regular Mondo customers, you will know that they this regular sales section where the shoes will go at $9.90 per pair and $15 for 2. And being the shopping queens that we are, mondo is one of the shops we often patronise for cheap and nice shoes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about 2 weeks ago, when we were having our regular shopping sessions at Mondo, I saw this pretty pair of heels. But too bad, its not on sale. So I told them that I will wait for the heels to be “downgraded” to the sales section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went Mondo again and I saw the pair of heels at the promo section, but its at the $19.90 per pair shelf. So I told LZ, since now it has been downgraded to the $19.90 corner, if I wait long enough, it will go to the $9.90 section. LZ told me that there is another Mondo shop at the basement, so we decided to go there to take a look as well. And the moment I stepped in, I saw that pair of heels at the $9.90 section!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get another pair so that I can buy 2 at $15 but sadly, the heels that I liked doesn't have my size. Nevertheless, im still sooooo happy with my purchase!! $9.90 only!! Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Morale of story: good things are worth the wait. Must persevere and they will come to you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet/thigh/calfs are aching. Its not easy to walk in a 4in high heels, not to mention walking in ultra high speed cos we were late for office. But I will still continue to wear my beloved high heels cos I am known for 要没不要命（ai swee mai mia!!). Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from isetan sales... Got nice triumph undies at 3 for $9 and a pretty cardi at $19.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pros of working in town: you get to go to the latest sales&lt;br /&gt;The cons: very xiong for the wallet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8027454612249321756?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8027454612249321756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8027454612249321756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8027454612249321756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8027454612249321756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/goog-things-must-wait.html' title='goog things must wait'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2882278145376778302</id><published>2007-05-16T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T17:19:17.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>lift uncle</title><content type='html'>I always knew that in japan, some departmental stores have 电梯小姐. I have never seen one in singapore until I stepped into Sim Lim Tower’s lift yesterday. Except that instead of 电梯小姐, its 电梯 uncle. I got a shocked when I stepped into the lift and find an uncle sitting on a plastic stool asking me which floor I wanna go to. I hesitated a bit and told him the level that I wanna go and I wondered if he will ask me for tips. But he didn't lah. Only when I took a different lift down and saw that there is a电梯 uncle in the lift as well that I realised that all the passenger lifts has电梯 uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit weird right? Why would we need someone to sit in the lift to press buttons for us when we can do it ourselves? And Sim Lim tower is not a posh shopping centre which requires tip top service some more. Maybe that is one way to boost the employment rates in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking to cut my hair. My perm is going straight only after 3 mths due to my lack of care. My ends are dry as grass. Basically I think my hair is in a mess. Should I perm or straighten it (I cant remember how I look with straight hair already? Actually I have an impulse to just snip it short once and for all. I’ve been having long hair for so long (abt 5 years??), maybe its time to make a change. But I’ve been having short hair for even longer (at least 20 years of my life)!! Any also Master E says its more advisable to keep my hair long. The longer the better because hair represents wood. Hmmm. The dilemmas and decisions a gal has to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 9.30 again last night. I am becoming a sleeping beauty. Keke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2882278145376778302?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2882278145376778302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2882278145376778302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2882278145376778302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2882278145376778302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/lift-uncle.html' title='lift uncle'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5666004451344301330</id><published>2007-05-14T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:40:02.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><title type='text'>lucky numbers</title><content type='html'>I slept 12 hrs on Friday night. Slept at 9pm and woke up at 9am on sat. Unbelievable!! I amaze net, I amaze myself. Must be the power of kiko mat. But its a gooood sleep caused I lost 1.2kg when I woke up. Never knew sleep also can lose weight right? Keke ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundance is coming!! Bought 4D with yesterday cause I was telling net that lately I have been seeing a lot of car plates with the numbers 1612 (in this order or in variations) and I have a special inclination for this set of digits because it is my birth date and they were the last 4 digits of my old mobile number, so I told net that I wanna buy 4D. But as I am not a 4D person, I actually forgotten about it till net reminded me and we went to get 1612 I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we strike 2 sets of numbers 1612 and 2116 in the consolation category. But because we bought I bet, so we only won $50, so $25 each (minus our initial investment, we earn $15 each). Haha. Well, better than nothing. When abundance is coming, we must accept happily and not complain so that more will come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were checking the results yesterday, I got very excited when I saw that we strike for 2 sets of numbers. But later when net told me that the winnings is only $50, I sian ji bua. Then I started telling net: we should have bought 全打 or we should not have bought I Bet. Well, humans are so greedy. When we never strike, we don't feel so much frustrations actually. Haha. But in the end I decided that well something is better than nothing. And we shouldn't complain so that more of it will come. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start looking out for repetitive car plate numbers in future. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5666004451344301330?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5666004451344301330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5666004451344301330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5666004451344301330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5666004451344301330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/lucky-numbers.html' title='lucky numbers'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2873738673629204300</id><published>2007-05-10T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:01:17.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>tight lipped</title><content type='html'>Some time ago, someone told me a news of something that is going to happen and asked me to keep it a secret. So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this week, I was told, straight from the horses (from the 当事人) mouth about this news. And I had to pretend to be surprised, gasp in shocked and go: oh no, why? How come? Im so sad. I felt my reaction was a bit fake but apparently it was good enough not to arouse any suspicion from the当事人. But I was told not to go spread the news and keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after I got to know the news “officially”,  a Mr KayPo came to ask me: “I heard that blah blah blah is going to happen. Have you heard about it?? Did he tell you??” Wah lau, I hate situations like that. Am I supposed to say yes or no? Since I am told to keep it to myself, so I decided to act dumb and pretend to be surprised again, open my eyes wide and go: IS IT?? And Mr KayPo continued to probe: he didn't tell you? You can tell me lah cause I already knew. Wah, this Mr KayPo is good at digging info. But since I already feign ignorance, I die die have to pretend I don't know. So I counter attacked with: “I really don't know. I only guessed from their actions. So what u say is real? Why? What happened? How come?” and continued bombarding him with a series of questions till he say: im also not sure lah so better not say. I cant say till its confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my bus came and I quickly excused myself and fled before I am further questioned. 想从我口中套话, 没这么容易. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2873738673629204300?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2873738673629204300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2873738673629204300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2873738673629204300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2873738673629204300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/tight-lipped.html' title='tight lipped'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1335179066680608963</id><published>2007-05-09T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:02:48.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KBKB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Right vs Happy</title><content type='html'>During the last POV, Hiromi Sinseh says: do you want to choose to be right or choose to be happy? There is no actual right or wrong. There is no you win, l lose or you lose, I win situations. If we choose to be happy, then it will be a you win, I win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT??  HAPPY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to choose happy but there is this big ball of gas that i cannot stomach. Let that gas dissipate first, after that then choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Ok after a trip to the loo and doing a walking a mini process in my head, I chose to be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that difficult actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1335179066680608963?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1335179066680608963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1335179066680608963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1335179066680608963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1335179066680608963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/right-vs-happy.html' title='Right vs Happy'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3236203472693749095</id><published>2007-05-07T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T18:21:42.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Spidey III</title><content type='html'>Went to watch spiderman 3 on Friday. Well, I think there has been enough review on the movie already so I shall save my reviews. Anyway these are some of the lame comments we made during the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rj79YPN4DqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hOJpWwXvDGk/s1600-h/505359%7ESpider-Man-3-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rj79YPN4DqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hOJpWwXvDGk/s320/505359%7ESpider-Man-3-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061761624054435490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman looks more muscular in his suit&lt;br /&gt;The “black” spiderman looks more handsome (this is why there is this saying: 男人不坏, 女人不爱)&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman needs POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3236203472693749095?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3236203472693749095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3236203472693749095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3236203472693749095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3236203472693749095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/spidey-iii.html' title='Spidey III'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rj79YPN4DqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hOJpWwXvDGk/s72-c/505359%7ESpider-Man-3-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6047617425939585766</id><published>2007-05-03T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T14:06:13.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>water</title><content type='html'>I was reading &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://dreamsincredibles.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-overwork-your-kidneys.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; with net the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came across the filters used in Geylang Bahru, where he used to stay, I told him: eeeeee, look at how much the colour of the filter changed. Can u imagine how much of those black black stuff you have drank in the past!! Yucks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tPN4DnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UzGEQi4XBCA/s1600-h/geylang%2BBahru_BEFORE_AFTER.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tPN4DnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UzGEQi4XBCA/s320/geylang%2BBahru_BEFORE_AFTER.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060210573924896370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filters used in Geylang Bahru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we further scrolled down and saw the filters in orchard, my face turned :s&lt;br /&gt;The water in orchard is soo soo soooooo dirty lor. And my office doesn’t have KV6 water filter. Though I diligently bring a big 1L bottle of clean energised water to work everyday, but I still drink about 2-3L of water from my office because my 1L is usually finished before lunch. Now im thinking if I should upgrade my bottle to a bigger one. Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tfN4DpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/16mYDIHMA3M/s1600-h/orchard_BEFORE_3%2Bmths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tfN4DpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/16mYDIHMA3M/s320/orchard_BEFORE_3%2Bmths.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060210578219863698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tPN4DoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dL8WoigXNtw/s1600-h/orchard_AFTER_3%2Bmths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tPN4DoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dL8WoigXNtw/s320/orchard_AFTER_3%2Bmths.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060210573924896386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeewwwww... How I wish I can send these pics to my boss and get him to get a filter for our office. Haha. Then I can have unlimited amount of clean, energised, oxygenated water to drink!! Yay!! Actually I think its a worthy investment. Cos... we drink good quality water  --&gt;  our health will improve  --&gt;  then we wont fall sick so easily  --&gt;  the company saves on medical bills  --&gt;  we are more efficient at work  --&gt;  we help company earn more money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly when we saw the filter used in serangoon (which is near Net’s place) and I told him: Heng you have KV6 at home. Else I will never drink water from your place. Serangoon water even dirtier than orchard water!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6s_N4DmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/h_5r8dmNgsU/s1600-h/serangoon_4mths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6s_N4DmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/h_5r8dmNgsU/s320/serangoon_4mths.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060210569629929058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the filter is soooo dirty it looks like its stained with mud lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine drinking all these "mud water" everyday. heng i dont stay at serangoon... lagi more heng i have KV6 at home and so does net. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6047617425939585766?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6047617425939585766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6047617425939585766&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6047617425939585766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6047617425939585766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/water.html' title='water'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/Rjl6tPN4DnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UzGEQi4XBCA/s72-c/geylang%2BBahru_BEFORE_AFTER.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2183102882588789427</id><published>2007-04-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T10:02:34.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><title type='text'>POV is coming to town</title><content type='html'>May is a good month cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) There are 2 PHs in May!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) And Hiromi Sinseh is back to Singapore and will be conducting a 4 day POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Net is attending this POV with me. Im sure we will both benefit greatly. If there is only one course that everyone should attend, it has to be POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have written a lot about POV. A lot of people ask me why am I willing to spend on attending courses. Well, my mentor once told me that we should place our investments above the neck, because that is the only investment that can reap us profits. Hence since last year, I’ve been reading self help and biz books, listening to audios and attending courses. But like Dr George says, 看书不如听书， 听书不如上课. Because during the course, information is absorbed through visual, through sounds and through feel. I rather spend money attending a good course than buying pretty bags and pretty clothes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People has been asking me why do I want to attend POV so many times. Well, I can only say that, POV is one workshop that no matter how many times one attended, every POV will be a different one and will heal different issues. :) and as to why I wanna attend so many times... Well, because I can feel my life getting better after each POV. My relationship with my loved ones improve, earning money becomes so much easier, and most importantly, I am happier after each POV. I feel at ease with myself and I sense true happiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a review for the first quarter of 07 for my performance. I realised that the actual amount of work I did and time I put in as compared to last year is much lesser (got time to pak tor, got time to go clubbing, dinner and swim with the OL club). Even net says I am nua. But my earnings has doubled!! If this is not a sign that abundance is coming, I don't know what it is. Though I am not proud of the fact that I have slackened, but I am happy that abundance is coming. And this, I owed it to POV. If I have not attended POV, I will still be self sabotaging my own life, making my life miserable for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this coming POV, I am sure more abundance is coming my way!! Yipeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POWER TO CREATE MIRACLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RjW3fvN4DkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mt9Rc-Xx3Bw/s1600-h/Hiflyer101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RjW3fvN4DkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mt9Rc-Xx3Bw/s320/Hiflyer101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059151512299114050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Psychology of Vision Master Trainer, Hiromi Kurihara is here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Power To Create Miracles! 31/5/2007 - 3/6/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is the power that creates miracles in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;What is it that allows us to be filled with love, trust, joy and an abundant life?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you will never be happy, wealthy or successful?&lt;br /&gt;Have you been working hard at being successful and still never seem to be able to enjoy success?&lt;br /&gt;Are you successful in all areas of your life but are still unable to feel really happy?&lt;br /&gt;Do you desire to be wealthy but unconsciously destroy your road to wealth?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to have a better relationship with your family and loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to continually enjoy a healthy, happy and abundant life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RjW3gPN4DlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uTReJvqUozw/s1600-h/Hiflyer102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RjW3gPN4DlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uTReJvqUozw/s320/Hiflyer102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059151520889048658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the four days, POV Master Trainer, Hiromi, will use her wisdom and humour to teach you how to use the power within you to create miracles and enjoy a more abundant life filled with joy easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about Master Hiromi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiromi Kurihara has had more than 26 years worth of experience in training and counselling more than 20,000 people. She has hosted countless Psychology of Vision workshops and is Asia's first Master Trainer in the Psychology Of Vision institute. Hiromi is also one of the only four master trainers in the world today. Master Hiromi's strength is in using her intuition to help her student find breakthroughs in their current problems and create a more abundant and happy life. Hiromi is also an author of many best selling books like Vitamin of the Heart, Husband Taming Forum and Creating A World Without Hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details, on May’s POV &lt;a href="http://www.growthvision.bz"&gt;here :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on POV &lt;a href="http://www.psychologyofvision.com"&gt;here :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can have only one wish, I wish that everybody i know, can get a chance to attend POV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2183102882588789427?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2183102882588789427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2183102882588789427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2183102882588789427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2183102882588789427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/pov-is-coming-to-town.html' title='POV is coming to town'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RjW3fvN4DkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Mt9Rc-Xx3Bw/s72-c/Hiflyer101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6413579780294298980</id><published>2007-04-27T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:59:58.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>my one &amp; only...</title><content type='html'>to my one and only loyal blog fan... this post is just for you because you said u were bored and have nothing to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIM PEH VERY BUSY AT WORK LAH... NO TIME TO BLOG LAH... U THINK LIM PEH SO FREE EVERYDAY SO FREE SIT IN OFFICE AND BLOG??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please continue to support my blog and be my loyal fan... i love you too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6413579780294298980?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6413579780294298980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6413579780294298980&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6413579780294298980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6413579780294298980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-one-only.html' title='my one &amp; only...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7925558538229627838</id><published>2007-04-26T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:07:58.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><title type='text'>Ace called me again!!</title><content type='html'>Ace called me again!! This time, he called me ah yee loud and clear, not like the past, where he will just say yeeeee (which sounds like ” eeeeeee” yucks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened few nights ago, I was in the room chatting with mummy while waiting for a very active ace to fall asleep. He was so active that he was rolling around, climbing around, and knocking his head around. His favourite action is to slump himself on mummy’s already very flat tummy. And when he was slumping himself on mummy, mummy said: OUCH!! And he happily repeated what mummy has said, ouch, ouch, ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told him: ace, say ah yee, ah yee, ah yee. And he really repeated after me loud and clear, AH YEE. Haha. So I asked him to say ah yee again, and he did again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing this, mummy quickly joined in and said: ace, say wai po, po po... He kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, never giving up, tried again: ace, say po po... Po po... Ace kept quiet for about 5 seconds, and then he started rolling around again and saying: neh neh neh. &lt;a href="http://verityy.blogspot.com/2007/04/ace-purposely-qi-gek-me.html"&gt;Mummy was DL but I think she got used to it already lah&lt;/a&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told mummy, 同人不同命, 羡慕不来的!! Haha. waiting for the day ace will come and tell me: ah yee, 带我去玩!! or ah yee, 你是最棒 的!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7925558538229627838?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7925558538229627838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7925558538229627838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7925558538229627838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7925558538229627838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/ace-called-me-again.html' title='Ace called me again!!'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8792639673538579861</id><published>2007-04-25T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T16:50:24.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>mid-week</title><content type='html'>i ate so much yesterday i have to force myself to gym today... i had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumpling ramen&lt;br /&gt;toasted bread and curry&lt;br /&gt;gelere waffles and 2 scoops of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;walnut paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR DINNER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. anybody who wishes to expand your stomach capacity should  join me for meals. i guarantee your food intake will increase within 3 months. yes, i have LIVE tried and tested successful &lt;s&gt;genie pig&lt;/s&gt; testimonials.  i planned to sweat it out in the gym for 2 hrs straight later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my colleague from PRC came to singapore for work visit. and guessed which hotel he was putting up with initially??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my PRC colleague was complaining that he cannot sleep at night as it was too noisy and he also complained that there were alot of people going in and out of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my manager came to office on monday and insisted that they change a better hotel for him, citing how can they put him up in such a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overheard the conversation but didnt know which lousy hotel they were refering to until my supplier who played tour guide to my PRC colluague called to ask me to guess  the hotel... i know it must be some super duper lok kok hotel but didnt manage to guess correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they  put him up at ...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;HOTEL 81!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains the "noisiness" and sleepness nights. wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8792639673538579861?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8792639673538579861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8792639673538579861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8792639673538579861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8792639673538579861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/mid-week.html' title='mid-week'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8828790205313448507</id><published>2007-04-20T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:00:20.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went swimming with HY after work last night and the pool is really beyond words. Lets just put it this way... When we met up with MY and WS for dinner and they asked us how we find the pool, I only have one answer for them: its like swimming in the deep sea. Cos the pool is sooooooooo milky and dark that I can’t see what’s in front of me. Serious!! Its that bad and dirty. And I don't dare imagine how much chlorine is in the pool cos my hair felt like wire strands, and my skin was so so dry after the swim. Thank goodness I brought my face care with me and I slap on heaps of toner, eye gel, EGA and cream on my face, to bring my face PH back to balance, and to moisturise and hydrate it. When I woke up today, my skin is smooth and supple again. Thank goodness. Must be the tonnes of EGA and day cream I apply yesterday after the swim. HENG ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very particular about the skin care products I use. I wont use brands that I have never heard before on my face because the last thing I want to happen is to have an outbreak. If that day ever happens, I think im going to stay at home and cover my face with a brown paper bag till my face clears. If it never clears, im going to be a hermit forever. Yeah, im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; vain. Which is why im sooooo happy I’ve found petalsence series skin care. Cos after using petalsence, I dare say I have baby smooth skin (i asked mummy to touch my face and asked her &lt;s&gt;for the 125584666th time&lt;/s&gt; if my face is as smooth as ace's and she &lt;s&gt;finally&lt;/s&gt; said ya lah ya lah. So im not bragging here!!)!! Keke. That day, matt passed me some Clinique skin care products and I told him I dun want them. He was surprised because he says most of his lady friends all loved Clinique. I told him I have found the best for my skin and I wont use other brands, even if its free. Yeah, I am die hard supporter of Patalsence, just like Genecia, our miss Singapore international 2006!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, due to very lack of sleep lately, I have 2 pimples on my face and somebody (net) told me: you better sleep early and take care of your face. Got a lot of pimples already. Out break already. And I was like: KNNBCCB!! I only spot 2 pimples lor. Where is the a lot?? Where is the outbreak?? And he said: no mah, because your skin always perfect, so got 2 pimples considered a lot. TMD!! I don't whether to whack him or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, I religiously slap toner (yes, our toner works miracles on pimples!!) on the 2 pimples everyday and now, one of them has dried up (that one is super big one) and the other has disappeared from the face of the earth!! Hurray!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8828790205313448507?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8828790205313448507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8828790205313448507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8828790205313448507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8828790205313448507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-swimming-with-hy-after-work-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8705420034122552546</id><published>2007-04-19T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T16:36:17.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KBKB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>sibeh embarrassing</title><content type='html'>The most embarrassing thing happened to me last night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I have an appointment at suntec and net came to fetch me after his work. As I was in my killer heels and I haven had dinner yet, I was super tired and hungry and my feet was killing me when I boarded his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I board his car, I kicked off my heels, stretched my feet and started ranting how painful my feet were and how good it feels to take off my shoes and started oooohing and ahhhing. Net turned to look at me and said: do you need to make all these noise?? And to that, I replied something really really corny. Net kept quiet. I happily continue ranting where we are going for supper dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 seconds later, he turned to the back of the car and asked: Jon, I drop you at paya lebar ok?? And that was when to my horrors of horrors, I realised that his colleague was in the car all along!!!!! Because he was at the back and it was dark so I didn't realise his presence all the while!!! And his colleague heard every single thing I said including my ohhhhs and ahhhhhs and my corny comments. I turned to look at net, jaw on the ground and asked: there’s someone behind??!!??!!?? And his colleague laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau, super embarrassing, I tell you. at that point of time, I was hoping there will be a button that can eject me out of the car. Super duper pai say. I told net 我没有形象, 没脸见人了. He told me the look on my face when I realised his colleague was in the car was a kodak moment. KNN. Grrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8705420034122552546?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8705420034122552546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8705420034122552546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8705420034122552546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8705420034122552546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/sibeh-embarrassing.html' title='sibeh embarrassing'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7560871568657408702</id><published>2007-04-16T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T12:05:21.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>2nd interview</title><content type='html'>Concerned people has been asking me about my 2nd interview. I’ll just summarised it into 3 words: WASTING MY TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wouldn't even call it an interview. When I reached there, the Ops guy came and we chatted a bit. He asked me some questions, and then spend a good 30-40 mins pre framing me, telling me about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The company history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-His history with the company, how when he joined he didn't have any experience and his salary range and how now after 3 years, his salary is doubled, blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That they are considering me and another candidate which has more experience than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What the HR might offer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the HR guy came and passed me a draft LOA (eh I thought they are still considering??). I briefly glanced through the LOA and my face changed to tell them this kind of offer u also dare to make and u think  will accept??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They are offering me a pay lower than my current drawing but upon confirmation (3-6 mths), they will give me an increment, which after the increment, I will draw 12.9% of what im currently drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Need to work alternate sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Only 12 days annual leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The salary is subjected to a Adjustable Variable Component (AVC) of 10%. I asked the HR what it meant and he told me that it means that in times that the economy is bad, the company has the right to lower the employee’s salary by 10%. Seriously that was the first time I heard of such a clause and I told the HR guy: so in times of bad economy the company has the rights to deduct 10% pay. Then in times of good economy? Does the company increase our pay by 10%? And when he was busy explaining that have to depends on your performance lah blah blah, I cut him short saying: I understand, im just joking cos this is the FIRST time I saw this clause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they spend another good 30 mins trying to sell their company, and convincing me why I should join their company, the growing potential of the company, they might offer me something not to my expectations but I can climb and prove myself and then I can also demand for higher salary, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I wanted to tell the OPS guy that he used 3 years to double his salary is super long lor. I have a faster, easier and better way of earning money. And I don't need to spend 3 years to get the difference that he is getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of my time. If they wanna offer me a position they can jolly well just call me and make the offer right? If I knew that they will offer such terms, I wouldn't waste my time going down, and as a result missed the front part of yanni jie’s grouping. TMD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are both nice people though, just that I think the company has its limitations. One fine day, im going to ask the Ops guy if he is interested to Be a boss instead of just the middle management and double his income within 3 mths and not 3 years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7560871568657408702?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7560871568657408702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7560871568657408702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7560871568657408702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7560871568657408702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/2nd-interview.html' title='2nd interview'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2092977109152587057</id><published>2007-04-13T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T18:02:19.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>lion heart</title><content type='html'>Sis, max, net and I have joined the Acardia Lions club. Its a social club that organises fund raising events for charities. Yes, I think its time I contribute to the society, contribute to the less fortunate and contribute to our mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the club, seems like they have this habit to put the word Lion in front of each other’s names. So im LION CLATZZ. Woah!! Sounds very majestic hor?? Hear me roar!! Keke. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for my 2nd interview later. I have 30 mins to get there. I really need the power to teleport. Thank goodness net is fetching me there. Hope and pray that the road conditions will be clear. LM told me: if there is a jam n u are late, then it means that u are not fated to work there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what they will ask me at the 2nd interview. Not as if im applying for the post of a GM or CEO. Got so many questions to ask meh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish me luck. Keep my fingers crossed that they will offer a 100% pay increase. If a company offer me a 100% increment, ask me to go tuas work also nevermind!! Haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2092977109152587057?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2092977109152587057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2092977109152587057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2092977109152587057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2092977109152587057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/lion-heart.html' title='lion heart'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-5463438498442804787</id><published>2007-04-11T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T14:33:28.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abundance'/><title type='text'>commitment to abundance...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Yanni jie shared with us what is commitment. What do we mean when we say we make a commitment. A commitment is like a mother and her child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the child scolds the mother, she will still love the child.&lt;br /&gt;When the child pushes the mother away, she will still love the child.&lt;br /&gt;When the child kicks the mother, she will still love the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is commitment. Commitment is unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think: a lot of times, we always say we are committed, or we want to make a commitment. But are we really committed?? Are we paying lip service only??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I made a commitment. A commitment to climb the mountain of wealth, abundance, happiness, prosperity, health and peace. And I know it will be so much easier to climb this mountain cos now we have an angel has ascended and gave us her hand to pull us up the mountain. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey towards the abundance mountain has began. I commit myself to my business, I commit myself to climb the abundance mountain with max, sis and net. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Yanni jie also touched on POV. She said with every POV we attend, we should only go higher and higher, and not bounce up and then get back to square one. She has now imposed a rule on herself that if she is to 批判 anybody, she will fine herself $10 because whatever we批判 about others, it is actually a part of us, and the money will be donated to the world vision fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to think about myself. Am I getting on a higher plane after each POV? I can truly say that with every POV, I am more at ease with myself and my relationship with the people around me, with mummy, daddy, sis, max, net and even ace has improved. Net says that he felt more and more love with every POV that I attend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the part about批判别人. This I think I still need to improve and I need to make a conscious effort to do so. I admit that I am not saint and there are still a lot of things/people that I 看不顺眼. And this morning, when that bey song feeling arises in me again, my conscious mind shouted at me: 投射 (something that I have conveniently forgotten)!! And I realised OMG, so that is a part of myself that I do not like. So actually there is a part of me that is like that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the while when I was bitching about other people, I was actually bitching about myself!! And if you think about it seriously, its a scary thought. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I commit myself not to 批判 others, not even in my heart. And should I do so, I shall do my part for the less fortunate kids in africa too. So peeps, if you catch me criticising others, please do give me a gentle pat on my back to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got short listed for a 2nd interview. The person asked me if I can make it for the 2nd interview tomorrow morning. I told her that I have to work and I do not wish to waste my leave its impossible for me to apply leave at the moment so I can only make it on weekdays evening or weekends morning. She told me she will get back to me and we scheduled it to be on 6.30 this fri. their office knocks off at 5.45 and they are willing to stay till 6.30 to wait for me. Seems like I stand quite a high chance right?? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-5463438498442804787?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/5463438498442804787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=5463438498442804787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5463438498442804787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/5463438498442804787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/commitment-to-abundance.html' title='commitment to abundance...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7981227145763846546</id><published>2007-04-10T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:08:13.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>job interview</title><content type='html'>Just back to office from an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company is located in an industrial park in the east, which is near my home (cab fare from my home is only $5!!). But I don't like industrial estates because the people there tend to be more rowdy and sometimes I don't feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because the damn industrial park is very big, I had a good 15 mins walk under the scorching hot sun (in formal biz wear... Coat and skirt and heels) before I finally found the place. :s  Anyway, it has been some time since I went for the interview and like I said in the yesterday’s post, I wasn't prepared for the interview. No, I didn't read up on the company or anything. I just bought myself and my master of persuasion and sales skills (why sales skills when im applying for the position of a purchaser? cause an interview is the chance to sell yourself to the interviewer mah). Anyway the first question that the interviewer (IV) asked me caught me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: did you bring your credentials?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes, I did. Here it is (takes folder out and present to the interviewer)&lt;br /&gt;IV: (flipping through my results transcripts) throughout your course of study, which subjects did you enjoy most?&lt;br /&gt;me: wow... I need some time to recap what subjects I took cause it has been quite some time (stress... thinking very very hard what subjects I had studied before and what are the subjects that I have done well, which, sad to say, isnt a lot. I cant say I like thermodynamics or fluid mechanics and then the results on my transcripts show a D right..) I would prefer subjects that are has lab work and workshops because I am not they type that like to memorise notes.&lt;br /&gt;IV: so you prefer to be more hands on lah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: why do you want to leave your current job?&lt;br /&gt;me: (the truth: because the pay sucks and the working environment sucks) because I have been there for a few years and things are getting stagnant, and I think with my experience, I want to move on to a place where I can be a decision maker, and decide on what to purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: do you intend to further studies?&lt;br /&gt;me: nope&lt;br /&gt;IV (a little surprised): why not?&lt;br /&gt;me: (the truth: because I don't intend to be an employee all my life, and schools only teach people how to be an employee, and not a boss.) well I have thought of getting a degree before but after considering the amount of money and time spend, and the returns I will get, I don't think its a worthy investment. Example, I ever thought of getting a degree in supply chain management and I at least have to spend 20K on the course fees. By the time I graduate, which is about 2-3 years later, if I were to compare myself with someone without a degree, who has the about the same working experience as me, if we were both to apply for the same job and I were to ask for a much higher pay than her because I have the degree, I don't think I stand a good chance. So I think its not worth the investment. I rather go attend short courses and self improvement courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: do you have any questions?&lt;br /&gt;me: (are there any vegetarian eateries around here?) how many projects does your company get in a year?&lt;br /&gt;       (do you have to do OT? What are the working hrs like? How much was your last year bonus??) how big is the procurement team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that sort of ends my interview. If I am short listed, I will be required to go down for a 2nd interview.  I don't know if i should ask u guys to wish me luck cos i really don't like the location. very inconvenient to go places from there. Maybe you guys can wish me luck that they will wanna employ me and offer me 50% more of what i asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the 2 interviewers that interviews me are quite young (at most early 30s) and not too bad looking. keke. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7981227145763846546?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7981227145763846546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7981227145763846546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7981227145763846546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7981227145763846546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/job-interview.html' title='job interview'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1116241323456250136</id><published>2007-04-09T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:54:17.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>new shoes!!</title><content type='html'>Went to 扫墓 with mummy and popo yesterday and when crossing the road, I lost my balance, nearly fell and as a result, broke the heel of my shoes. :( I bought the pair of heels just before CNY so its only about 1.5 mths old and I was pretty upset. So I take it that its heaven’s will that its time for some shoe shopping (despite me declaring on sat that I will not shop for the rest of the mth again)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to C&amp;K, they have some promo going with UOB cards. Got 2 pairs of shoes. And while waiting for the sales person to get me the shoes, I decided to ask the sales girl if they do repair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: im very upset that the heels came off. I bought the shoes not too long ago only.&lt;br /&gt;SG: when did u buy it?&lt;br /&gt;me: just before Chinese New Year. So its one month plus only&lt;br /&gt;SG: so u just wore it for one or two times only?&lt;br /&gt;me: no. but a pair of shoes should be able to last more that two months right? Don't tell me your shoes can only last two months?&lt;br /&gt;SG: no no no.&lt;br /&gt;me: that's why im so upset cos I really liked the shoes and I just bought it not too long ago and now its spoiled!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG: do you still have the purchase receipt?&lt;br /&gt;me: no. I don't keep my receipts for so long. I didn't expect the shoes to be spoiled so quickly and easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After showing them the damaged pair of shoes, the salesgirl told me that they will do a one to one exchange for me!! And I get a new pair for shoes free!! Yipeeee!!! Super happy!! Wahahahaha. I believe that I am ti gong gia, always so lucky, I am the gift of flow, where all good things, good luck will flow to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to be a loyal C&amp;K supporter, provided they improve in their designs... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gals, if you bought C&amp;amp;K shoes, and its spoiled, you can bring your shoes back to their outlet and get them to repair for you. if the damage beyond repair, they might do a one to one exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going for an interview tomorrow. Im not really keen but who knows, they might offer me what im asking or better still, they may even offer more than what im asking!! Anyway, was lunching with the gals just now and they were talking about job interviews, and the people whom they interviewed. And its only then did I realised that I was so un prepared for tml’s interview. Not that I am dying to get the job, but if I made up my mind that im going for the interview, I better ace it. I cant even remember where I kept all my certs. Haha. Think I need to go dig them out tonight. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking of removing my shout box since nobody leaves msges for me there except the KNN spammers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1116241323456250136?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1116241323456250136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1116241323456250136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1116241323456250136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1116241323456250136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-shoes.html' title='new shoes!!'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4958597985874134215</id><published>2007-04-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:28:04.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>PIFO</title><content type='html'>Last weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break through myself once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found back the fighting spirit that was born within me. Yes, were all champions once, remember? Else how would we have existed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally let go of my of my anger. I finally got the courage to pen a letter for dad (the first letter I ever wrote for him I my 27 yrs of my life), telling him that I have forgiven him and how I actually yearn for his recognition and closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once again, found my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never more clear what kind of person I want to become.  (CLARITY = POWER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I build closer bonds with everyone (you know who you are) and im really glad. Thanks for the support during those 2.5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, SCS. you have once again, impacted my life like you did a year ago. And I commit myself to spread the love and Pay it Forward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4958597985874134215?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4958597985874134215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4958597985874134215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4958597985874134215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4958597985874134215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/pifo.html' title='PIFO'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1580726970022338722</id><published>2007-04-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:16:12.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rising Sign is in 25 Degrees Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sensitive to your surroundings, other people's feelings become your feelings. Try to avoid negative people because your tendency to empathize with them will make you negative also. An idealist, you must believe in something beyond your normal everyday existence. A dreamer, you like to escape to a world of your own creation. As such, you are known for the vividness of your imagination and should try to share your inner visions with others. Very self-sacrificial by nature, beware of others becoming overly dependent on you or vice versa. Allow yourself to live for yourself once in a while -- you deserve it. Don't be so envious of those who are more aggressive than you -- your gentle charity and true humility are indeed wonderful gifts. on the tenth house cusp (MIDHEAVEN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun          is in 24 Degrees Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very fun-loving, spirited and energetic, you have a huge reservoir of physical energy within you that needs to be released. As such, exercise or sports are very important to you. Quite gregarious, you enjoy being with other people, but you tend to avoid emotionally restrictive or intimate relationships. Constantly curious about the broader issues of life, you may at times be quite careless and sloppy about details -- you tend to leap to conclusions before all the facts are in. An avid reader, you are totally enthusiastic about any given subject should it interest you. You are known for being idealistic, generous, sociable, cheerful and very positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon         is in 09 Degrees Aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High-spirited and courageous, you are a fighter when your emotions are aroused. The degree of force and drive that you can bring to any effort sometimes surprises others. You have hair-trigger reactions to specific stimuli and tend to "let it all hang out." You sometimes act before you think and do things on the spur of the moment, and that sometimes gets you into trouble. Your moods change quickly -- you have quite a temper, but you don't hold grudges. Very independent, with an extremely strong and forceful personality, you are known for being impulsive, careless, reckless, foolhardy, rash and daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury      is in 15 Degrees Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is very curious and inquisitive, always seeking information on a wide variety of topics. The broader the subject matter (philosophy, science, religion, metaphysics), the more it will appeal to you. You prefer to deal with abstractions -- the small but important details associated with any subject tend to slip your grasp. You are known for being blunt, honest and truthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus        is in 27 Degrees Scorpio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings about others are deep, powerful, intense and complex. When you like someone, you do so totally and obsessively if you do not like someone, they do not exist. Your faithfulness and loyalty to your lover is unquestioned, indeed at times it is too much so -- you get so possessive that you almost smother your partner. At times, your feelings are kept deep within you and, because they are so complex and intense, they frighten you -- this is the way that you try to ignore them. But the more you try to do this, the more explosive things get when you eventually do express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mars         is in 18 Degrees Capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely ambitious, you are willing to work very hard to reach the goals you have set for yourself. Very practical, cautious and conservative, you demand tangible results for your efforts. You need to excel in whatever you do, and you have the required sense of responsibility, dedication and self-discipline to bring it about. Beware of your tendency to judge others only by their degree of status and prestige, or by how well they will be able to advance you in your climb to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter      is in 08 Degrees Libra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally good at balancing opinions and judging issues, but you tend to be indecisive when it comes to making up your own mind. You are objective and quite concerned with fair play and justice. But, when it comes to yourself, you are so aware that whatever you do might upset the apple cart that you often choose to compromise rather than do anything that might make you lonely or vulnerable. Relationships are very important to you -- you learn about yourself and grow through observing yourself interacting with others. Your aesthetic tastes are refined, but expansive and expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn       is in 08 Degrees Libra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you take quite a while to make decisions, you usually consider all sides to a question, all the pros and cons, and the solution you come up with is very often the correct one. You tend to be very reserved and shy, but, once you make a commitment to someone (in either a business or personal relationship), the partnership is forever. You have a strong sense of justice and fair play and greatly respect the laws and institutions by which you are governed. As such, you are outraged when others break laws or show contempt for authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uranus       is in 27 Degrees Scorpio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and your peer group, demand to confront life at its deepest and most meaningful levels. Very compulsive and obsessive in your approach to everything, you will avoid anything that is casual or superficial, especially when it comes to relationships. You will seek out and explore new methods of healing as well as different ways to deal with deep-seated emotional problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neptune      is in 22 Degrees Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, and your entire generation, are heavily involved in investigating and idealizing foreign and exotic intellectual systems and religious philosophies. The most extreme ideals will be pursued with gusto. You will be at the forefront of humanitarian attempts to improve the lot of those who are in need of assistance. You will be comfortable with the concept of the "global village."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pluto        is in 23 Degrees Libra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your entire generation, this is a time of radical changes in society's attitude toward marriage and interpersonal relationships. There is a general fear and awe at the power inherent in making emotional or contractual commitments -- they will not be entered into lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Node      is in 12 Degrees Leo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to take the leadership role when it comes to dealing with others. You enjoy administering and organizing group activities. Others tend to listen to your suggestions because you aren't usually overly domineering or patronizing in your interactions. You love to entertain in a big way -- you're at your best when throwing a large and lavish party. Your popularity and social success are assured as long as you don't take others for granted -- resist the temptation to become snobbish and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite accurate leh... get &lt;a href="http://www.alabe.com/freechart"&gt;your reading here&lt;/a&gt; if u are interested!! :)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1580726970022338722?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1580726970022338722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1580726970022338722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1580726970022338722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1580726970022338722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/04/rising-sign-is-in-25-degrees-pisces.html' title=''/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8176282919659347527</id><published>2007-03-29T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T18:08:11.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>OL goes clubbing</title><content type='html'>Went ladies night at MOS with WS, LZ, Sal, MY, IL and Sand (we are the OL gang!!) yesterday and we had a great time grooving away. But I must admit that the music initially sucks. The R&amp;amp;B and retro they were playing was sooooooo S.....L......O.......W. But as the clock slowly strikes 12, the music picked up gradually and all the power music began. I danced so much that my whole body ached when I woke up this morning. Before MOS, we went fly bar to get the free bottle of vodka (which taste very yucky. But its free, so no one’s complaining). All in all, we only spent $$ on the mixers at fly bar and on the cab fare back. I love being a lady!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, I noticed A lot of ladies wearing sneakers at MOS yesterday. In the past when I used to cheong MU and MW (wah, sounds so ah lian and old), nobody wear sneakers to club one lor. Everybody wear heels one lor. I am no longer keeping up with the times. I feel so old. :( I shall wear my adizero to cheong the next time. We have decided to go club together once a while. I propose to go after the spiderman movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this vegetarian restaurant called Wah Loke Yuen at tanjong pagar for dinner yesterday with Des. The food there is good!! 2 thumbs up!! Didn't take any pics cos I was pai say lah. But that restaurant is worth a try. The char siew there is simply FANTASTIC!! Better than the real meat char siew lor, I tell you). In fact the char siew was sooooo nice that I was telling des that it will be great if they have char siew bao. So when the waiter came to clear our plates, I jokingly told him: your char siew is fantastic!! I love it!! Do you have char siew bao?? If have I want to pack some back home. And to my surprise, they do have char siew bao. And they also have walnut lotus paste pastry, walnut biscuit and wife biscuit which is very very nice. So in the end, I went MOS with 6 char siew baos, 2 boxes of pastries and biscuits in my bag. Heng my bag was big enough to accommodate the boxes of baos and biscuits. Else imagine I have to take big and small bags of baos to club!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, I mass emailed my friends a Borders online voucher. Among one of them was someone whom I have not been in contact with for quite some time. And there was sort of some bad feelings between us. When I was adding recipients for the mail, I hesitated before deciding add him in the list as I know he do buy books sometimes and the voucher would be useful. Today I received an email from him, saying he is in LA now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so coincident is that just few days ago, I was with Yanni jie and she asked me what I was angry with. She told me that I must first forgive myself, and love myself then I can forgive others. And when I have really forgiven them, the other party will feel it and things will be different. And one of the exercises she gave me is to forgive 5 people or things everyday. And one or 2 days before I send that borders email out, this person was in my forgive list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied. I think prior to that borders email I do sometimes mass email him as well. All I can say that... Its not a coincident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8176282919659347527?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8176282919659347527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8176282919659347527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8176282919659347527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8176282919659347527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/ol-goes-clubbing.html' title='OL goes clubbing'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3382785563336547943</id><published>2007-03-27T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T11:57:47.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occassions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>Celebrate SUCCESS!!</title><content type='html'>My mentor, Rich said that most asians have this problem. We don't celebrate success. We work very hard, and when we achieve our goal, we treat it as 理所当然, and we set a next goal and we cheong again. We don't celebrate our success, no matter big or small. And that is why over time, we tend to feel tired, burned out and drained out. Cause we just keep fighting, but they forget to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs encouragement and support to propel to greater heights. Just like ace, when he done something he is proud of, like when he first started learning how to walk, after every baby step he took, he will turn to us and clap his hand, initiating us to clap our hands and praise him for being such a clever baby. And with our encouragement, he will take the next baby step forward. If even babies like ace knows how to celebrate (by celebration here I don't mean it must be a grand party whereby one have to pop the champaign) each and every of his little achievements, what about adults like us? Have we forgotten how to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggA-8fCJeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rKL5ao_fjMg/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggA-8fCJeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rKL5ao_fjMg/s320/P1010112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046284463856821730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celebrate success with RED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago, I celebrated my own small success. :) though the event wasn't as grand as the usual RR, and its just a small achievement on my part, but im happy because all my loved ones, the people who matters most are with there to share the joy with me. And they are all that matters. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggFL8fCJjI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Is34YBKOMbs/s1600-h/P1010177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggFL8fCJjI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Is34YBKOMbs/s320/P1010177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046289085241632306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the ones who matters most... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggCVMfCJgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-jnjIIjBf8E/s1600-h/P1010160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggCVMfCJgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-jnjIIjBf8E/s320/P1010160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046285945620538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my comrades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the event, where else do we go for celebration?? SUCCESS VEGETARIAN, with daddy, mummy, ah mah, sis, max, ace and net, of course!! There’s a reason why we love this eatarie sooooo much, other than the very yummy fried golden mushrooms that they served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggDpcfCJiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jI2lxK70hdw/s1600-h/P1010175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggDpcfCJiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jI2lxK70hdw/s320/P1010175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046287393024517666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy &amp; mummy... first time i see them take photo so intimate... heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to get myself the &lt;a href="http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/11/months-ago-i-was-very-tempted-to-get.html"&gt;reward&lt;/a&gt; that I have promised myself, a pretty wallet. Have already set my eyes on one. When I got the time, I shall go make it my poccession. :) now on the way to achieve my next goal. And then I can get a laptop for myself, then a MAN (yes, if I hit that, its about time I get a man officially... Haha)!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is one BIG motivation. So... Onward we go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggDGMfCJhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1cRYflGxDtE/s1600-h/P1010161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggDGMfCJhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1cRYflGxDtE/s320/P1010161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046286787434128914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;congrats joven, liming and me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember to always celebrate your achievements, no matter big or small, ok?? If you need someone to celebrate with you, just let me know!! I’ll be more than happy to do so!!&lt;s&gt;(provided there’s good food and drinks!!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggA-8fCJeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rKL5ao_fjMg/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3382785563336547943?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3382785563336547943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3382785563336547943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3382785563336547943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3382785563336547943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/celebrate-success.html' title='Celebrate SUCCESS!!'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RggA-8fCJeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rKL5ao_fjMg/s72-c/P1010112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7307438190611520423</id><published>2007-03-22T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T15:01:15.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>the usual rantings</title><content type='html'>Many a times I asked myself: if I were to have a special power, or if I can become a mutant like X-man, what powers will I want to possess??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to read people’s mind (like jean grey)?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to control the weather (like storm)?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to become invisible (invisible man)?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to become very strong ( like incredible hulk)?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to fly (like superman)?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to change into the image of another person (like mystique the blue lady... Did I get the name right)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one and only one special power that you will choose, what will you choose??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I will choose to have the ability to teleport, so that I dun need to waste time going from one place to another. Imagine, I can wake up at 8.30, and at 8.59, teleport to my office. Sibeh shiok!! And I can say good bye to traffic jams, no need to squeeze with rude singaporeans in the trains, no need to smell other people’s body odor or silent fart. Most importantly, I wont be late ever!! Imagine, getting from point A to point B is a breeze, and I literally meant a breeze!! How great is that?? And I can save $$ to get a lexus 430 and use that money to buy a lot a lot of other stuff. Cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?? What special powers will you want to have if you have a choice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say guys bond thru drinking, Woman bond thru SHOPPING (especially during a sale). How true is that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, nothing builds stronger bonds when you are out there, together searching for the best offers. I usually seldom lunch with my colleagues as Im a vegetarian and there are limited places that I can go for lunch. So unless they are going there for lunch, otherwise I wouldn't join them. And so im not really on close terms with some of the newer colleagues that are in other departments that I seldom need to liases with. And how I started to know them better was through lunch time shopping. Haha. Next week we are going chill out during one of the  ladies night. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wanna have better relationship with your girlie frens? Go shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to winsland house with my colleagues for the loreal sale. But the Q was so damn long we gave up waiting. We took a peak inside the sale room and it looked as if the things inside are free, or are on 99.99% off. Anyway, when there is a sale with more than 30% storewide and admission is free, the bulk of singaopreans will scatter down to join in the crowd. A very good example is the IT fair. During the sat of last IT fair that was held in suntec, it took me and S 20-30 mins to walk from citihall mrt station to suntec tower 2. Can you imagine how many gazillions of people there was?? Sometimes I don't understand why the IT fair attract so many people. No doubt they have very good offers at the fair, but most of the people went there without getting anything or without the intent to get anything even. And it makes me wonder why they wanna go to the fair and get squeeze with the rest of singaoore,, unless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They like to squeeze against people’s back or chest&lt;br /&gt;They think by being going to where majority of the people are at, they will be labelled as COOL&lt;br /&gt;They are really interested in computer peripherals&lt;br /&gt;They wanna see chio bus (notice nowadays the uniforms of the promoters for computer fairs also wear till very sexy le. In the past, only promoters for car shows don sexy uniform (short skirt, high boots and all). But nowadays the promoters at IT fair are also donning short skirts and all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received very very duper super sibeh good news, but im not supposed to disclose yet. But I am soooo happy!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7307438190611520423?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7307438190611520423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7307438190611520423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7307438190611520423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7307438190611520423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/usual-rantings.html' title='the usual rantings'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6634956002648822596</id><published>2007-03-20T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T18:24:25.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>happy, happyness, happiness</title><content type='html'>After watching the pursuit of happyness, I was wondering why they spelled happyness with a Y instead of an I. there must be a meaning behind it. Cant be a typo right?? So what do you think? Why is happYness purposely spelled wrongly?? Share your thoughts with me. There is no right or wrong answer. Different people will have different interpretations. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself, I think its because everybody, every human being come to earth only for one reason. To be happy. For every decision we make, we always choose the one that we (or our unconscious mind thinks) think will make us happy. And hence, its happy-ness. What is the one thing that is most important to you in your life? Determine that then do everything to achieve that. A lot of us tend to think too complicated. We think in order to achieve happiness we must achieve a lot of things in life or have to do this, do that and we go round and round. So happyness is simple. HAPPY-ness. What is the thing that matters to u most and makes you happy? And just do everything that will let you achieve it. That's the road to happy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am typing this, another thought came to my mind. The pursuit of happYness. In order to pursue happyness and get what you want in the end, the most important factor is your Y. which again boils down to your intent, like I written in the last post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked sis the same question and she told me that it is because happyness is about You, and not I. Its about helping people. In the movie, no matter how busy Chris was, he never reject when people ask him for help. Even when he only had 5 bucks left in his wallet, he still borrowed it to someone who needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from dr george in his success FM CD series, 只要你帮够多人梦想成真，你就会心想事成. if you help enough people fulfill their dreams, you will get anything you want. So today if you have not get whatever you want, then you have not helped enough people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Whats your perception?? Why is it HAPPYNESS and not HAPPINESS?? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6634956002648822596?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6634956002648822596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6634956002648822596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6634956002648822596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6634956002648822596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-happyness-happiness.html' title='happy, happyness, happiness'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2748312134825423597</id><published>2007-03-13T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T10:37:50.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>happyness</title><content type='html'>Finally went to watch the pursuit of happyness. It was a brilliant show. A MUST watch. I cried when chris gardner was chosen for the job. I seldom cry when watching shows but that part touched me. I can really feel his joy even when he was trying hard to suppress his tears. I was so happy for him, his hardwork and preseverance  finally paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite quote of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let anybody steal your dreams. They tell you you can’t because they themselves can’t achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;After the show, net and I were discussing what we saw or learned from the show. To him, is the power of preserverance, never give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;To me, I learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Whatever the mind can think of and believe, it will eventually become the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The power of intent. How strong is your power of intent to succeed? What is your compelling reason to succeed? To Chris, it was his son and that's why though he worked lesser hours than his peers but he still emerged top. And it made me think, how strong is my power of intent? what is my compelling reason? what is my motivating factor? Is it strong enough, big enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;We (myself included) all say we want happyness/success/wealth/love. But how much do we really want it? Do we all want it as badly as Chris in the movie? If the road to happyness/success/wealth/love means we have to go through a rough path like chris, how many of us will give up before we can see light? This reminds me of what Dr George has said in his Success FM CD. Having dreams are like giving birth to a child. When a mother is in labour, she will never give up halfway and say she dun wanna give birth anymore. She will endure the pain and continue pushing till the baby is born. And the more pain she feels, the more ecasty she will be cos she knows that it means that her baby is going to be born soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But a lot of us (me included), when we are giving birth to our dreams, we just give up half way because the labour pain is too much for us to bear. And hence, our dreams are never born, never materialized. A lot of times, we don't even dare to concieve our dreams because the people who gave up halfway told us how painful it is going to be and all and so so many of us don't even dare to dream, for the fear of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I thought about what is it that I really want to pursue now. What is the one dream that by thinking of it, will make my heart pulse faster, by thinking of it will put a smile to my face and I cant wait for that day to come and as days pass, my desire for it to become a reality becomes stronger. And I have one. And this dream/goal of mine, I know I will not be striving for it alone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hereby declare that I commit to pursuit my own happyness and give birth to all my dreams. :) please go pursuit your own happyness and have the courage to give birth to your dreams as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2748312134825423597?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2748312134825423597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2748312134825423597&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2748312134825423597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2748312134825423597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-went-to-watch-pursuit-of.html' title='happyness'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8985679381358078591</id><published>2007-03-12T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:14:25.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>my MJ kakis</title><content type='html'>Played MJ on sat at QQ’s new home. New home, new MJ set (solid black tiles. Very stylo milo. But because its black, the 白板 becomes 黑板 and so don't have any tai. And nobody can gau 大三圆. Haha) but same old MJ kakis... Haha. Power blogged about our session and wrote about our characteristics. But I think her judgement doesn't do us justice. So I decided copy what she has written and add on to (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;text in dark green&lt;/span&gt;) what she has written and of course, add her in the list as well. Hahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol:- The ultimate whinner&lt;br /&gt;She whines about her colleuage, her tiles, people winning, her lost, almost everything !!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Actually, whats new?? She whine when she is drunk, she whines when she is not drunk, she whines when she is hungry...&lt;/span&gt; Haha .. She harps and harps on funny issues as well … &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(etc, fetish...&lt;/span&gt; Ooohhh we found out that one of our sis has a funny fetish that includes zuk zuk and tuk tuk... Keke...)&lt;/span&gt;. The only time she will keep quiet is when she is LOSING … , sleepy or kena BOYCOTT &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(no, actually the only time she keep quiet is when she is EATING!!)&lt;/span&gt;… haha. The expert among the 4 girls … keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clatzz :- The Kuai Lan Queen &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(no comments)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will give you the upmost KL answer when she is playing mahjong. Example: ‘Can u stop throwing big tiles to me’ Her ultimate reply will be ‘All my tiles are the same size one leh, what big tiles’ See …. thats only one incident of how KL she is .. haha … Previously, she is my nana kaki on the mahjong table. Whenever we sat opposite each other, we will have funny antics to make sure both of us will HUAT. Example :High Five and speaking in gibberish nana language which only the 2 of us will understand each other. Haha (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but now I have matured and move on, leaving my power sis behind to continue to irritate us... hahaha)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PP (Eileen):- The ‘Koh Lian Dai’ (pitiful)&lt;br /&gt;Haha , what to do, she started this song in which she will sing (ask her to sing to you when she is not playing mahjong) whenever she lose .. and this song haunts her up to now. Whenever we wana disturb her, we will raise the issue on this song and asked her to sing which nowadays she rejected our offers. Haha … The 3 of us loves to bully her verbally and she always takes our crap with joy (oppppsss … &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;actually she always complain that we bully her, especially when we boycott her for being the first to tiao zeng but we all know she secretly loves it deep in her heart. Another fetish of hers?? OPPS!! :X&lt;/span&gt;) However, nowadays she is on a winning streak … but we discover something about her last night …. her …..f***** … wahahahahahahaha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EQ is also the most chin chai among our group. You can put anything at her side of the table and she is ok with it one. She will gladly pass you tissue from across the table when you ask her to, not like the others, esp the below person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Power : - the irritating till can die pan tang queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;She is super duper pantang. Which is why she only plays MJ with us, or only we wanna play MJ with her. If you touch her tiles (even when you take her tiles to her out of kindness because its very far from her... So no need be kind to her, let her stretch her hands), she will scold you. if you put anything near her, she will scold you. in fact, nothing can be placed near her side of the table unless its FOOD that she wants to eat. Your hand cant even go to “her zone”. You will get scolded.  And she will not service the other players like pushing the tiles forward so that we can take the tiles more easily. This lady is also blur queen cum no sense of direction. After 2 rounds, she can still get the orientation of the players wrong!! Dunno she kay kay act blur or what. She is also the lup sap queen. Got 1 tai she will lap sup play already. No 志气. In fact, if you see her upfront tiles very nice, dun need to be afraid. Cos 99.99% of the time she is lap sup one!! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Net :- The Mr 1919&lt;br /&gt;I is sibey suay .. always sit ‘under’ him. And the tiles he throw out, are either ‘big’ tiles or those 1, 9, 1, 9 tiles (Those who play mahjong should know what Im saying) … and he is always using the ‘ you is very tiao shi (picky on food/tiles) on me de … All the tiles he throw out, all kaka tiles how to eat ??????? Wow lau .. Anyway I think he is getting crappier as the days goes by as well … Welcome to the club !!!!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Not only is he full of crap, he also full of rules and antics. Like cannot throw 西 for the first tile, cos will 一命归西. Till now, when I watch him play MJ, I still dun understand his playing strategies. Too advance for me?? But when he play with us he cannot take it cos we are all lap sup queens!! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YF :- Hubby of Carol&lt;br /&gt;New member !!! Very the quiet last night when we were playing .. hehe so not much comments about him yet .. nvm, shall do a review on YF once he grew accustom to our mahjong sessions .. woohoo ~ Beware Carol, your hubby might just become crappier or gosippier as the days goes by .. Wahahahahahahaha &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(actually I can confirm + guarantee + chop he will be crappier. Cos he already start to reveal his liking for “animal kingdom” that night.) Sis were u tired on sun?? Keke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I better stop writing else the next time they are gonna use MJ tiles to hit me when we play. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8985679381358078591?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8985679381358078591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8985679381358078591&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8985679381358078591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8985679381358078591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-mj-kakis.html' title='my MJ kakis'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3267710399447392904</id><published>2007-03-08T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T17:23:55.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>family holilay...</title><content type='html'>Am planning for a holiday with daddy, mummy, ah mah, popo, max, sis, ace and of course myself!! Sis and I will sponsor the travelling and accommodation costs. Was chatting with daddy that day and he said something about sponsoring him to Genting and then it strike me that it has been so long since we went for a family holiday. And ever since I started working, I have never brought mummy, daddy, ah mah and popo for holiday before so I thought this is a good chance to do it. It will just be a short over the weekend trip though (cos max and I don't really have much leave to spare), to get out of singaore and enjoy some family bonding time together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am now deciding where we should go... Have to cater to the elderly (80+ yrs old) and the young (1.5 yrs old) and make sure that there are activities that everyone can participate in and enjoy. I have the following places in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros:&lt;br /&gt;Cooling weather&lt;br /&gt;Daddy can go casino&lt;br /&gt;Ace, ah mah and the rest can go theme park&lt;br /&gt;Daddy has the genting world card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons:&lt;br /&gt;The theme park also nothing much&lt;br /&gt;Other than the theme park and the casino there is nothing else. The shopping sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Been there so many times le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) cameron highlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros:&lt;br /&gt;Cooling weather&lt;br /&gt;Can visit fruit plantation and fruits plantation&lt;br /&gt;Can eat and buy fresh fruits from the plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons:&lt;br /&gt;The travelling time can die.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno daddy will be bored or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.sebanacove.com/recreation/farm_tour.htm"&gt;sebana cove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pros:&lt;br /&gt;Its near, and take jetty from tanah merah will do&lt;br /&gt;There are fruit orchards and durian farm. Can eat fruits and durians till siao&lt;br /&gt;There is an ostrich farm as well so should have enough activities for the elderly&lt;br /&gt;The younger ones can go trekking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cons:&lt;br /&gt;Never been there before so dunno how it really is&lt;br /&gt;No cool weather leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Sis says just make a decide and go ahead lah since we are only going for a few days. But if wanna plan for a family trip then must make sure everyone enjoy mah, right? Anyway, anyone of you have any other suggestions or reviews especially on the sebana cove?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3267710399447392904?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3267710399447392904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3267710399447392904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3267710399447392904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3267710399447392904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/family-holilay.html' title='family holilay...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4183419172297636572</id><published>2007-03-07T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:56:51.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>the last movie to watch</title><content type='html'>EQ got complimentary tickets to the movie primeval on Monday and asked if I was interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ: u free to watch show later?? I got free tickets.&lt;br /&gt;me: what show? Where? What time?&lt;br /&gt;EQ: 7.20. The show about crocodile one.&lt;br /&gt;me: huh?? Crocodile show?? I more interested in tiger show. Got a not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ: so gal, do you want to watch the show or not??&lt;br /&gt;me: where is it??&lt;br /&gt;EQ: suntec&lt;br /&gt;me: suntec ah. Good. Cos I need to go there to pass my fren something. I think should not be a problem ba. But what show is it?&lt;br /&gt;EQ: told u already its about a crocodile...&lt;br /&gt;me: (cutting in) oh u mean its a 3D show like omni theater??&lt;br /&gt;EQ: no...&lt;br /&gt;me: or its a documentary where they teaches you about how the crocodile functions, how they catch their prey, how they reproduce?&lt;br /&gt;EQ: (sounding a bit pek chek) no...&lt;br /&gt;me: or its like disney on ice?? Where they skate on ice wearing crocodile suits??&lt;br /&gt;EQ: (souding super experated) NO... ITS A MOVIE!!&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, its a movie ah. You never say earlier.&lt;br /&gt;EQ: .... (I think she was fuming too much to speak... haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to watch the movie at suntec with SL and we were late for about 20 mins. Seriously, we thought that its a blessing in disguise that we were late. We entered the cinema at about 7.40. By 8.10, I smsed net: im already fidgeting in my seat. By 8.20, I noticed that the ceiling of the cinema was unfurnished. I pointed that out to EQ and she told me: you are supposed to concentrate on the movie and not the cinema ceiling lor. By 8.30, I was having a headache and checking on the time every 5 mins to see what time the show will end. Not to mention I skipped dinner cause I was late as well and my stomach was growling non stop in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the movie that bad?? Seriously, its not that bad. Its SUPER DUPER BAD. A waste of time. I rather spend my 95 mins eating, sleeping, go shopping, blogging or simply sitting at the toilet bowl waiting to shit than to watch that movie. And that was why we were soooo glad we were late. At least we don't need to watch so much of the show. The show was soooo bored that we started side betting, who will be killed by the crocodile first, and who will be the survivals left. And the crocodile is super fake lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for the jokes we made during the show, I think I would have 口吐百墨 by the end of the show. Thank goodness the tickets were complimentary. If I had paid for the tics, I would be super DL with myself for wasting time and money to watch such a fucked up show. Like I told net, even if I get paid to watch the show, I wouldn't. Alright, I take that back. I would if they paid me a four digit amount, in USD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, net came to fetch us and we went circuit road (vegetarian’s paradise) to eat. immediately felt better after food. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4183419172297636572?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4183419172297636572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4183419172297636572&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4183419172297636572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4183419172297636572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-movie-to-watch.html' title='the last movie to watch'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4041912077078119385</id><published>2007-03-06T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:41:11.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><title type='text'>i am the gift of love and flow</title><content type='html'>During Peter and Natalie’s POV (14 Feb), Natalie said that all children are a gift to their family, and asked us to think what gift we are to our family. After that session, &lt;a href="http://verityy.blogspot.com/2007/02/greatest-gift-to-our-family.html"&gt;sis said that ace is the gift of joy and she also asked mummy what gift she is and mummy told her she is the gift of joy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I attended that POV, I have been thinking and thinking what gift I am to my family but I cant find an answer. I asked sis as well, what gift am I and she said: why u need to think so hard? Just go and ask mummy lah. And though I also said I wanna ask mummy what gift I am, I never got around to doing it because I feared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if mummy cant answer? Or&lt;br /&gt;Mummy just come up with something nice so that I wont feel upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I never got the courage to ask mummy what gift I am and I pondered over that question everyday. And  Till 2 weeks later, on the 2nd day of Hiromi sinseh’s POV, after I told sis about what I experienced during the course which I finally understood why I never have the courage to ask mummy such a simple question. Because I felt a very strong sense of guilt towards daddy, mummy and sis. Daddy used to have his own business and our family was rather well to do. shortly after I was born (I cant remember what age I was), his business folded and he went to work in a factory. At that point of time, we were still quite well to do. Then subsequently, unfortunate things just happened one after another. daddy lost his car in malaysia, we were without a vehicle, our house got broke in, daddy’s coffee shop venture failed, he started to gamble and accumulated a huge amount of debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these, I felt was because of me. I brought bad luck to the family. Since I was born, things just go downhill from bad to worse. And it is because of this strong sense of guilt that caused me to think that I am not worthy of any good things in life, im not worthy of success, im not worthy of love because I think I brought bad luck to my family. But of course I have let go of these thoughts after the POV to embrace an abundant life :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sharing with sis, later that night when we were home, sis told mummy about what I shared with her and asked mummy what gift I was to the family (much to my annoyance caused she never asked me beforehand!!). Mummy pondered for a moment and said: Qing was the youngest child in our family. So everyone doted and showered her with a lot of love. Even popo (my maternal grandma) also doted on her a lot cos when she was born, we were already living with popo. I think she is the gift of love. When mummy said that, I was in doubt of her answer. She must say something good right, so is she just saying this to make me feel good? I dunno. But I still don't feel that I am the gift of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till on the following day of POV, during one of the activity exercise with sis... Looking into her eyes, I felt her sisterly love flowing to me. And it suddenly dawned to me that I am indeed the gift of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked sis what gift I was, before she asked me to go ask mummy, she asked me: what gift do you think ace is to you? Having read her blog, I just logically answered: joy lor. Then she said, then you are the gift of joy as well cause what you can see in others, is a part of you.&lt;br /&gt;But thinking deeper, ace is not just a gift of joy to me. Ace is the gift of love to me. Ace taught and showed me that I can, and is capable of loving babies. Before Ace, I always dislike kids. I find them irritating and noisy and I decided that I will not want to have any kids of my own. But after Ace came into our family, I realised that I am capable of giving so much love to him. I dun find him irritating even when he cries. And I even thought, if I have a child like Ace, I wont mind!! So Ace is the gift of love in my eyes, and so, I am and must be the gift of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mummy was talking about how popo also doted on me more the night before, popo added: last time when you all go your ah mah’s house to stay every weekend, Qing will call home to talk to me. Seriously I don't remember a thing. That was like more than 20 years ago but popo still remembered. I think it must have meant something very close to her heart else she cant have remembered such little things. I must be the gift of love to popo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mummy, daddy, ah mah, yeye all doted on me a lot because I was the youngest child and grandchild as well. And they always give in to me simply because I was the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sis also said, when mummy always bring me out to soka meetings, all the aunties and uncles always doted on me a lot, especially aunty Qingling (even when aunty qingling migrated to canada, she still sends me birthday cards and buy me birthday presents. And when she has frens coming back to singapore, she always have something for me), aunty Jenny, uncle Kenny, and also mummy’s old neighbours, aunty bin and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the driver, he, like ace, is the gift of love to me too. So I am the gift of love as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that exercise with sis, I finally confirmed that I am indeed the gift of love. And on that day during the course, we were each asked to choose a gift card. The gift card is a gift that we have within us, and we are to share the gift with as many people as possible. And I picked the card FLOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the defination of the flow card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flow is about all good things coming to you as you move forward in effortless effort. Everything falls in your favour because you are in tune with the unfolding process of life. Flow includes good timing, expectancy, opportunity, luck and is full of ease. It is like a boat floating down a river, meeting good things around every bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am the gift of love and flow. And I want to give these gifts of mine to all of you out there reading this post. Lets start embracing a life of abundance together. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4041912077078119385?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4041912077078119385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4041912077078119385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4041912077078119385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4041912077078119385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-gift-of-love-and-flow.html' title='i am the gift of love and flow'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4278574915873821622</id><published>2007-03-04T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T02:28:26.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>CNY Pics</title><content type='html'>Just back from dreams inc chalet. super tired. today is the last day of the CNY so i better post the pics before the New Year ends... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqAOekHB9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WlH1gB5t2Yw/s1600-h/P1000894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqAOekHB9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WlH1gB5t2Yw/s320/P1000894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037980119378364370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunion dinner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqBqekHB-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/p-3uySKUXvs/s1600-h/P1000892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqBqekHB-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/p-3uySKUXvs/s320/P1000892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037981699926329314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says vegetarian steamboat got no food?? drool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqBrekHB_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/JgtbBj_m7Ow/s1600-h/P1000893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqBrekHB_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/JgtbBj_m7Ow/s320/P1000893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037981717106198514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a plate full of mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day of CNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqIm-kHCAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4WEKPsQkqqU/s1600-h/P1000919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqIm-kHCAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4WEKPsQkqqU/s320/P1000919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037989336378181634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Ji Da Li - me looking like a kam... keke... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ResOFukHCCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ih1T3k-xOJo/s1600-h/P1000935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ResOFukHCCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ih1T3k-xOJo/s320/P1000935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038136099705653282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Peng Family Quan Jia Fu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqInukHCBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/c-wc8sSlW1k/s1600-h/P1000945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqInukHCBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/c-wc8sSlW1k/s320/P1000945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037989349263083538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BDS gathering... Where am  I?? Im taking the pic lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ResOF-kHCDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/NUfxp8LHZUY/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ResOF-kHCDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/NUfxp8LHZUY/s320/P1010007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038136104000620594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another BDS gathering... when a bunch of BDS pple get together, they GAMBLE... kekeke :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ResPAOkHCEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IYvtjiYA_AQ/s1600-h/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ResPAOkHCEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IYvtjiYA_AQ/s320/P1010016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038137104728000578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the ex BDS-ians... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a picture paints a thousand words, then i've painted about 8 thousand words... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4278574915873821622?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4278574915873821622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4278574915873821622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4278574915873821622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4278574915873821622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/03/cny-pics.html' title='CNY Pics'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/ReqAOekHB9I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WlH1gB5t2Yw/s72-c/P1000894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6170265743181886489</id><published>2007-02-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:34:20.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>i wish weekends never end...</title><content type='html'>Weekends were a blast again. I really wished that we can have 48hrs a day on Saturdays and Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was a special special day. Planned a day of activities and surprises. I hope my hardwork paid off and all my surprises that I planted along the way did their work though there were a few hiccups along the way and i dun  really that see that "surprised" look. Sometimes its no fun to have the person know you too well cause they sort of like can read your mind and they can guess what to expect next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to terz’s place and met up with all my BDS kakis again. When a gang of BDS people gather, you can be sure its gambling time. I can still remember how our classroom will transform into an illegal gambling den after exams. And everybody from all the different classes will come to our class to gamble. And its there and then that I picked up how to play Si Ki Pit, pairs, in between and Dai Dee. Saw a lot of long time no see frens as well and the most long time no see person there must be Qian Yi, our school belle. We have lost contact for at least 10 years, since poly days. And she was still the same. Still so gentle, soft spoken, so sweet, so demure and of course, still as pretty. I can say she is like the dream gal of every guy. Really a 玉女. Even im smitten by her. Chatting with her makes me feel that im very chor lor and very lack of feminity. Haiz, and I told myself I must learn to be more feminine. But the thing is I cannot imagine me being feminine at all. Its just not me  and im not the only one who thinks so. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I was chatting with QY just now and I have decided that I am going to be more soft spoken, more gentle and more feminine,  like her.&lt;br /&gt;net: (sinister laugh) u sure or not??&lt;br /&gt;me: ya. Good mah. I think all guys like feminine gals right?&lt;br /&gt;net: forget it lah, you can never make it.&lt;br /&gt;me: 他妈的!! (&lt;s&gt;smack&lt;/s&gt; tap him on the shoulder) you very unsupportive leh.&lt;br /&gt;net: you see, you see?? TMD come out again. I think you should start by stop saying TMD first.&lt;br /&gt;me: ni nehneh, 你看不起我对吗?? Nevermind, lim peh will show it to you.&lt;br /&gt;net: faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ai wo restaurant for dinner as well and that place is highly recommended. They  have vegetarian menu there and what I like best about their food is that their not too oily, not too rich. Despite us wolfing down a big piece of cheesecake and feeling super full, we still managed to clear the almost all of food we ordered. And we were fully satisfied with the food and the service. :) the settings of the restaurant is not bad too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the day with a MJ session and won $2. Seriously winning $2 after 2 hrs of game is not really the most productive way to make $$. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday – Lao Yu Sheng again. I have till now, laoed 6 times of Yu Sheng for this CNY. How to not huat lidat?? :p  And we had steam boat again. I ate non stop for 3 hrs. the person sitting beside me was staring at me in  &lt;s&gt;disgust&lt;/s&gt; disbelief. And every time I turned to him, he will show me the 甘拜下风 hand sign. Because of my 3 hr lunch, I was full for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Ikea at Tampines. Think the best thing about the ikea there is the free parking. Found some of the stuffs that I wanted to get for my room. After going one entire round, I found myself wanting to get a drawer cabinet, a cloth stand, a new computer table, a study desk and a mirror and that is as good as changing 80% the furniture pieces of my entire room. Keke. But somehow, I felt that Ikea at Alexandra has more designs. Hmmm. Think will head down to ikea again this coming weekend. Am seriously thinking if I should spend the moolah to revamp my room. How long more will I be needing that room??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a 3 day POV tomorrow. And this time it will be conducted by Ms Hiromi, who is one of the 4 master trainers. I am going to emerge a newer, lighter, shinier, more radiant and a more full of love clatzz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to Dreams Inc chalet this weekend. Will be a night of fun, food and madness. We will be having a BBQ too. Seriously I have never tried vegetarian BBQ before but well there is a first time to everything, right?? Just like in the past I used to think if you wanna eat vegetarian steamboat, then you might as well dun have steamboat cause what ingredients are there to add?? But I was so so so wrong!! Just mushrooms alone is enough to make u spoilt for choices. There are button mushrooms, portbello mushrooms, shitake mushrooms, golden mushrooms, bai ling mushrooms etc... Im sure this BBQ will be the healthiest BBQ I ever had!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... Another week of fun filled excitement and love... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I am supposed to have my final theory tomorrow. I cant reschedule my test date. So I think I will make a mad rush down to the driving centre to take the test. I have only touched 4 pages of the book till now. I need all the luck I need and also a pair of wings so I can fly to ubi all the way from tanjong pagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stay tuned for pictures I’ve taken over the CNY. I promise I will load them. Soon... Really soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6170265743181886489?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6170265743181886489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6170265743181886489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6170265743181886489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6170265743181886489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wish-weekends-never-end.html' title='i wish weekends never end...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7977516927229263154</id><published>2007-02-21T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:39:38.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occassions'/><title type='text'>happy CNY</title><content type='html'>Hey hey peeps, Happy Lunar New Year!! I had to most unwillingly drag myself out of bed this morning, after 4 days of fun and laughter and food and gambling. Yep, I had lots of fun, lots of food, lots of love (but not so much ang pows) this year. Definitely one of the best new years I ever had and I can already sense that the year of the boar is going to be a fantastic one for me. Always trust the 6th sense of a woman. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads of stuffs that I wish to update but over time, they snowballed and I got more and more things that I wished to leave a mark here and in the end, I don't know where or how to start. So.... Where should I begin??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from 1 week back... To save the agony of my fingers (need to conserve their energy during this CNY period for greater events like mah jong, dai dee, bun luck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th n 14th FEB ~ POV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 days of POV. Before I attended the course, I wrote a list of questions that I want to be resolved during the POV and im glad that I have all the answers I am looking for. Mum, sis and max went for the course as well and im really glad they did cos mum, sis and I got so much closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day of POV, after one of the segment, I went to give mum a hug. We hugged for a very long time and I just cried and cried. I cried for not appreciating mum and not showing/telling my love and appreciation and gratitude for her. I always thought that by working hard, by giving her some monthly allowance, I have done my part of a filial daughter. I always argued that I have no time for her because im working so hard and its all for the sake of giving her a better life. Well, “technically” that is correct. And this is what most of us tell ourselves to make ourselves feel better that we have done our part. But is that what mummy wants? Is that how she felt appreciated? No. too many times we have been moulded to do the “right things” as prescribed by the society. And me too. I knew that ever since I 懂事, I have never hugged mummy before. So my first memory of hugging mummy was when I just attended SCS. and that POV was the 2nd time. On the first day of CNY, when I woke up, I saw mummy in the kitchen. Very naturally, we hugged each other and I wished her a happy new year. Again, this is the first time in the 26 27 year of my life that I wished mummy happy new year with a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wishing mummy, I went to daddy and gave him a hug from behind and wished him happy new year too. I don't know if daddy was shocked. Cos if I seldom show my love for mummy, then I showed even lesser of it to daddy. But I felt happy. In fact, the day after POV, before I went to work, I told daddy : thank you for taking the effort to make juice for me every morning. I said it loud and clear and im sure daddy heard it. But he didn't response and sort of like pretended he never hear it. Then he quickly picked up the box of FP on the table and told me he will take one box of FP from me and he hasn't been taking FP regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told sis about what I did in  the morning and how daddy reacted, she told me that dad was in a super good mood that day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the POV, during one of the exercise, I saw myself standing in a corner of an empty room, feeling very lonely and unhappy. And I was looking at myself from the outside. And that was when I realised how little I love myself all these while, how little love I give myself all these while. And if I cant even love myself, how do I give my love to others? And I also know why I am always doing things or making decisions that will hurt me or cause me pain. Because I don't love myself at all. And I promised myself that I will start to give myself love, shower myself with attention. I will set aside sometime for myself and just me and myself only to do whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the POV, I also finally let go of the guilt that I have been carrying in my heart all the while. The guilt that I felt towards certain relationships of my life. I knew they are there but I hid it to the bottom of my heart and locked it so that nobody can find it and I can continue to feign knowledge of their existence. And at this POV, I finally have unlocked them and left them at the seminar room. And it so happens that COINCIDENTALLY, mummy was sitting beside me during that segment. And when I was letting go of my guilt, she put her arms around me and kept petting my back. At that instance, I felt a warm force or energy, a warm force of light, of love passed to me. Yes, what can be stronger than unconditional love from a mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 2 days of POV, I walked out another new me. I felt closer to mummy, sis and max. I also felt closer to daddy, though he never attended the course with us. But I felt that I finally understood how he felt for the past 20 over years in his life. I used to be angry with him for his bad gambling habits, and blame him that it is because of him that our family cannot lead a better life. But I never once stood in his shoes and felt what he is going through till at POV. And I felt I shouldn't have blamed daddy or even be angry at him cause I finally understood what he was going through. And only at that instance, I am truly able to forgive him. With another set of baggage left behind at the seminar room, I am one step closer to the direction of true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is that daddy and net were not there to attend the POV with us. But nevertheless, I believe like what net says, there will definitely be a chance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do an &lt;a href="http://dreamsincredibles.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-ever-taken-picture-of-your.html"&gt;iris scan&lt;/a&gt; for myself on last Friday afternoon, after my company lunch. Let me digress a little. We had lunch the American Club. It was an 8 course lunch and my vegetarian dishes were served separately and surprisingly, the vegetarian food they served there was very nice!! Especially the vegetarian yu sheng. There are actually fried golden mushroom (my fav!!) inside the yu sheng!! And the appetizer dish was very nice also. I had steam dumpling and vegetarian gou bu li bun. It was super nice. I ate so much that by the 6th dish, I was already full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch, I went to suntec to have my iris scanned. I scanned my iris once at the end of last year and my body was not as healthy as I hoped it to be. So I did  a detox before the CNY and decided to scan my iris again when I ended my detox last Friday so that I can see the difference. And indeed, I can see the my colon is improving. The first time I scanned, it was very contracted. This time round, though my intestines are still contracted, but I can see that they have widened and even. Areas where were more infected by toxics were also lightened. Im glad to see that my body is improving for the better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time, I lost 6KGs in 6 weeks from the detox!! Super happy!! Will be starting a post CNY detox with net in march cos I told him that I will do the detox together with him to support him or is it he accompany me. Haha. Anyway, after our detox in march, we will go scan our iris again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got one of the items from my &lt;a href="http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec-wish-list.html"&gt;wish list&lt;/a&gt;!! :D :D  A red I pod nano!! A very very very pleasant surprise although I already sort of guessed that I would be getting a nano. Keke. He asked me to guess what he got for me and I told him to give me some clues. He said I can ask him 3 questions and my 3 questions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it something that needs to be charged??&lt;br /&gt;Is it something that I already have and am using but this one’s a newer, better and nicer version??&lt;br /&gt;Is it red in colour, produces sound and I can use and carry it with me wherever I go??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke. Aint I smart?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my entire sat (CNY eve) at home doing spring cleaning. My room and wardrobe is neat again. Im keeping my fingers crossed when it will get messy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the process of my spring cleaning, I found some long lost items which I thought has disappeared from the face of the earth, I found some antiques which I think should be donated to the Singapore museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a count and I have 22 pairs of earrings (minus those that were lost and not so lucky to be found and those that I threw away) in total. Net was exclaiming why do I need so many pairs of earrings as I only have one pair of ears but I told him that I only had my ears pierced about 2 years ago and considering that I have 22 pairs of earrings only, I think its considered very little!! Cos on the average, I only buy a pair of earrings once a month! That is not a lot mah.  Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be re painting my room, still finalizing on the colours, and will be going down Ikea to get myself a clothes stand, a drawer cabinet, a full length mirror and if budget allows, a computer desk and study desk. Am thinking of getting wall papers to paste on the doors of my cabinet so that they can get a new look as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be enough updates. Will blog more when I have the time.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7977516927229263154?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7977516927229263154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7977516927229263154&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7977516927229263154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7977516927229263154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-cny_21.html' title='happy CNY'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-731065233280020074</id><published>2007-02-12T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T18:48:09.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>its that monday post...</title><content type='html'>I was so unwilling to come to work today that when dad woke me up this morning, I was wondering why is he waking me up so early on a Sunday morning. And then I got pulled back into reality when he told me its already 8. And I remembered I have shitloads to do today as I will be on leave tml and on wed for POV (YAY!!) and I better get my ass to office early. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just “purposely” misplaced the receiver of my office phone cos its irritating to have the office phone ringing and ringing when im having my lunch. Don't people know there is something called lunch time?? Anyway, am in a rather anal mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I broke record and sat still for a freaking 6 hrs. for someone who cannot even sit still for a 1.5 hr movie, that is quite an achievement. Was at the salon to perm and colour my hair and the whole ordeal lasted me 6 hrs. and my only entertainment throughout was sms-ing from net. Fell asleep a few times and tried to meditate as well but its almost impossible with the dong dong chiang CNY songs and hair dryer blasting in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I left the salon, I felt that my bum must have expanded by 2 inches from all the sitting and pressure asserted on them. Haha. Thank god the driver came to fetch me to YT’s place. Cos im really tired from all the sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when me and yvonne meet, we can really talk. Yesh. We talked for abt like 5 hrs. but I really miss chatting with her. We would chat non stop in office last time, so actually yesterday’s 5 hrs is nothing compared to then. Haha. I left their place at 1+, which explains why im so tired today. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright something brighter to brighten the Monday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s and wed’s POV!! Need to thinking what I want to achieve out of this POV and what are the problems I want to settle tonight. I think its really great that I’ll be attending this POV with sis and max and most importantly, momo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im going to get a surprise this week, most probably thursday. How do I know? Cause somebody piu chui. Haha. We were talking on the phone and out of the blue he suddenly mentioned the word surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what surprise?? Why u out of nowhere talk about surprise?&lt;br /&gt;him: nothing.&lt;br /&gt;me: what what what??&lt;br /&gt;him: no lah. Nothing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Im anticipating what is it. Later in the day I asked him: actually u piu chui abt the surprise right? And he gave me that smile which tells me I hit bulls eye. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can enjoy clean, oxgenated and energized water on the go!! Yipee!! I do not always have to carry a big bottle of KV6 water whenever I go out. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken and Michelle’s ROM. I seriously hoped I can make it in time to be their emcee. But nonetheless, I see that they have invited a lot of out poly friends. I sure have loads of catching up to do!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, of course, CNY is coming!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-731065233280020074?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/731065233280020074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=731065233280020074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/731065233280020074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/731065233280020074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-that-monday-post.html' title='its that monday post...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7714133687531527610</id><published>2007-02-07T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:14:02.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>the big clean up</title><content type='html'>Reached home at 11+ last night and since there were no more VCDs to watch, I decided to spend my time on something more constructive, that is to clear my room. I decided that if I dun start doing bit by bit everyday, I will never have the time to spring clean my room. And so I spent about 2 hrs clearing my room. And within that short 2 hrs spend, I cleared a big load of rubbish, and most of them are not mine. I would have loved to throw away more stuff (not mine as well) but I was warned not to throw them away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the type who throws everything away. Whenever I am packing my house, I will dump a pile of stuff to the “to throw away” corner and momo will be there saying: this one cannot throw, still can use. This one still very new, can give other pple, dun throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, while clearing one of the drawers, I found a big plastic bag of pens. And I threw the whole big bag into the “throw away” bag. Momo and sis asked me: the pens still can use one leh. U want to throw away ah. So I told them: this bag of pens was in this drawer for god knows how long. If I didn't clear the drawer today we wouldn't even know there is a bag of pen here. Seriously, if u need to find a pen now, will you go search the drawers for a pen or will you go and buy one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum always says sis likes to keep everything (takes after yeye) while I like to throw everything. I guess its good this way ba, at least there’s a balance. Or else our house will be full of stuff liao. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;(helping my frens to do some promo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is coming!! have you cleaned your home?? have you decorated your place to usher in a year of wealth, prosperity, health and happiness??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liven up your home with the CNY at atmosphere with hand made handicrafts!! From beautiful Ang Pow baskets to lanterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen their works and their handicrafts are truely very pretty and very good workmanship!! and prices are reasonable too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other than CNY ornaments, they do self made accessories too!! necklaces, rings, earrings. woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://handicraftshop.blogspot.com"&gt;check them out NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valantines' Day is coming... Wont it be great to put a smile on that someone special's face? and the best way to do it? SAY it with FLOWERS. and wouldn't it be good if you do not have to pay escalating price just because its V Day? &lt;a href="http://redbox.sg"&gt;Here's a place you can get a beautiful bouquet of flowers at the same norm prices!!&lt;/a&gt;  I've seen the florists at work before. their flowers are really very fresh and their decoration is pretty and yet special. so it wouldn't look like the normal bouquet of flowers everybody else is holding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:  if a gal says she don't want flowers on V Day, let me tell you she is lying!! Even if she don't fancy flowers, sending her a bouquet will definately bring a big smile to her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7714133687531527610?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7714133687531527610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7714133687531527610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7714133687531527610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7714133687531527610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-clean-up.html' title='the big clean up'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4500119093493779938</id><published>2007-02-06T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T14:11:18.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame tots'/><title type='text'>Dong Kee Liam Gua</title><content type='html'>Yesh!! We finally finished watching winter sonata!! Yesterday sis and max decided to finish the last few episodes of the series at one shot. And I finally teared while watching winter sonata yesterday. Way way back while the winter sonata craze is in singapore, I heard so much review from frens that the show is very touching, they used up a lot of tissues watching the show. But throughout the show, I didn't find any scenes so touching that can make me cry. There are only scenes that made me so dulan that I swear. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till yesterday... I just cant stop the tears from flowing down my eyes. I laughed so hard I cried. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching the last few episodes and at some point, max got so frustrated he started spewing in hokkien (see, I am not the only one who got dulan watching the show). And so I said: u trying to do translation in hokkien ah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so me and sis tried to translate their conversations in hokkien but failed. So max took over and it was sooooo funny sis and I laughed till our stomachs ache and we were both tearing. Super funny, I tell you. Especially with all our bua tang zhui (half bucket full) hokkien standards. Especially funny were the translation of the names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You zhen’s dad, Xian Xiu ~ Max didn't know how to translate Xian Xiu and sis said is Kiam Siew. I heard wrongly and I thought she said its Kiam Siap (hokkien for selfish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Xiang, 俊祥 ~ yandao Xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Zhen, 有珍 ~ Wu Zhin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang He, 翔赫 ~ Xiang Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dialogue when Xiang He’s father was telling him the truth about Jun Xiang became like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俊祥不是先贤绣的儿子, 他是我的儿子!!  becomes: Yandao Xiang mmh si Kiam Siap eh gia, ee si lim peh eh gia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然俊祥心里还有有真, 有真心里也还有俊祥, 他们因该在一起 becomes: ki ran Yandao Xiang sim lai bin wu Wu Zhin, Wu Zhin sim lai bin mah wu Yandao Xiang, ee nang eng kai zo ji pu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can start translation services in hokkien already. Max told me: imagine you translate to hokkien in SCS. I told him if I do that, I will never need to serve as translator ever again. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4500119093493779938?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4500119093493779938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4500119093493779938&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4500119093493779938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4500119093493779938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/dong-kee-liam-gua.html' title='Dong Kee Liam Gua'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1157273896787984680</id><published>2007-02-02T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:50:27.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>things to do before the CNY</title><content type='html'>Its about exactly 2 weeks to CNY. And I dun feel the new year mood yet. Just that everywhere I go, I hear CNY songs and I find them very irritating. Especially when im out shopping. Seriously, the CNY songs dampens my shopping mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.... But there are so many things that I need to do before the New Year. And I don't want to take anymore leaves cos I have already taken 5 days leave this month for POV. I need some time management here... I need to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re organise my wardrobe. Those who have seen the state of my wardrobe will know that this is a huge project. No easy feat ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring clean my room. Also a big project and no easy feat as well. Think I need to get some cabinets from ikea to store my pdts, my books, my bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint my room to my lucky colour. Has booked an unwilling painter liao. :p But seems like all weekends we are busy. Think might have to do this after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change my bed sheets and curtains. Have to go buy bed sheets and curtains liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompany momo to go CNY shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help momo spring clean the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something to my hair. Should I straighten or perm?? Should I cut my fringe or keep it?? Any suggestions?? And also should I colour my hair?? Am thinking of dyeing it copper red or something with pink base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for CNY clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Time to do some time management and planning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1157273896787984680?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1157273896787984680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1157273896787984680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1157273896787984680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1157273896787984680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-to-do-before-cny.html' title='things to do before the CNY'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-152134364568363010</id><published>2007-02-01T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:26:21.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>POV</title><content type='html'>I think its about time I blogged about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you might have already know, last December, I went to Taiwan to attend this course, called &lt;a href="http://psychologyofvision.com"&gt;Psychology of Vision&lt;/a&gt; (POV for short).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think many realised but I hit a slump end of last year. I was unhappy with a lot of things happened and I had a lot of frustrations and grouches inside me which made me feel trapped and angry with life. And the worst thing is I dunno what im frustrated or angry about!! I went into 逃避 mode. I made myself very busy, going places but im actually doing nothing. Nothing productive. On the outside I am still the normal smiley me, but inside, I wasn't happy at all. Very often when I reach home, I will lock myself alone in the room (on the reason that im tired and I don't want ace to mess up my room) cause even playing with ace is unbearable. And I dunno what I can do to get myself out of that depressed state. I’ve tried different methods but they only elevated my emotions temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I went for Dr George’s session at KL and saw Richie, who has just attended 4 days of POV. Richie looked different. He looks radiant, he looks full of love. His words, his actions all radiate love. It probably sounds exagerating or mushy in words but this is how I really felt and this is the best description I can put down in words. Rich told us that there will be a POV in Taiwan for 2 days and encouraged us to attend. I was in 2 minds initially. What can I gain from this course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only till the short session that I had with Rich after we returned to Singapore, did I made up my mind to go for the course. That was about 1 week later and 1 week before the course. Rich asked me what I am unhappy about and that sets me thinking seriously. What am I really unhappy about. And WHY. I knew what I was unhappy about. But I didn't know the root of it or what I should do. So I decided to attend POV, to get my questions answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first reached Taiwan and while waiting for nick and the rest at the airport, Rich gave us a preview of what to expect from the course. He told us it will be a boring course, and not to expect any ra ra. Seriously, I was a little scared inside. How will I react?? Will I be emotionless again?? I really don't know. But I decided not to think too much about it and just go with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the course, when I saw 张老师, she is so loving, so full of love. Nick teared the moment he saw her. When the first focal point was chosen, when he was sharing his problem, I didn't feel a slightest trace of emotions. But when he was at the part where he was accepting his father, I broke down. I never realised that I actually am needing recognition from daddy. Although I know daddy loves me deeply with all the things he has done for me but he is never the type who will ask me how I am faring in school, what course I am studying. I realised that I actually yearned for this recognition, this love from him so much since I was a child, which contributed to my sense of self worthlessness. But I have to accept it and let go. Because its not daddy’s fault. He probably is looking for recognition too which is why he couldn't give me any. Ye ye probably never gave him any too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, throughout the 2 days of POV, when every focal point relate their problems, I always think: this one doesn't relate me. But I was always hit at certain point and was hit the most at the most unexpected part. Through that 2 days of POV, I learned so much about myself and I learned to let go so many things. By the end of day 2, I felt truly happy, truly free, like a 6 yrs old child. All my questions were answered and I understood know why I fear commitment, why do I keep attracting the same kind of people into my life, why do I fear success so much, why all my relationships always ends up unhappy, why do I keep rejecting love and what I am running away from. Of course to heal these takes time and effort. But at least now I know where the root of my problem is and how to heal it. And with this, I have promised myself to give unconditional love, and not to fear commitment and success anymore. And yes, my life has been improving ever since im back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis says that my face used to look :( when I sleep. But after I came back from POV, one day she walked into my room while I was asleep she said I looked less un happy. And I also told her about me needing her recognition. Something which I never realised I did. But im glad I told her. Cos we shouldn't be shy to ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what is the best course I’ve attended in my life so far, I will say its POV. Because once the soul is healed, there is nothing we cannot do or achieve. And that is the state of true happiness. Isnt that what everybody is looking for? Happiness??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going for another 5 days of POV this month. I Cant wait. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-152134364568363010?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/152134364568363010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=152134364568363010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/152134364568363010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/152134364568363010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/02/pov.html' title='POV'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3234526396079742834</id><published>2007-01-31T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:36:22.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>winter sonata II</title><content type='html'>Am still watching winter sonata. We are already half way through. And how wrong was I!! Initially, we all thought that Xiang He loves You Zhen so much and is so good to him. But as the story continues, he is actually such a selfish person. He just wants You Zhen by his side even though he knows that her heart is not with him and she is unhappy. Jun Xiang is the one who really loves You Zhen without condition. When knowing she is upset, he even send her to Xiang He, knowing that if she goes visit him, she might never go back to him again. Yes, this is truly to love without conditions. He gave his love to You Zhen without expecting her to be with him or even reciprocate his love. He only wants her to be happy. Now I know why Bae Yong Jun became soooo popular after this drama. Because in the story, he is the carnation of love. All the words he said to You Zhen are sooooo sweet, which makes us go awwwww and wanna melt. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be Jun Xiang too. To love without condition. This world today is so lacking in love. Nobody will reject true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally bought my advance theory book le, under the constant of someone. Shall go and study for my advance theory. I have about 20+ days left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3234526396079742834?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3234526396079742834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3234526396079742834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3234526396079742834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3234526396079742834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-sonata-ii.html' title='winter sonata II'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2192634002989151705</id><published>2007-01-26T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T11:27:13.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame tots'/><title type='text'>winter sonata</title><content type='html'>Too much winter sonata = sleep late = lack of sleep = cant wake up in the morning = over slept  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis borrowed the winter sonata vcd from Jez on Sunday and we have been watching it every night since Monday. Till now we have watched episode 9. 30+ more episodes to go. Its really takes a lot of self discipline to limit ourselves to watch 2 discs maximum every night, especially when the story gets more intrueinging and exciting. Waiting for Jun Xiang to regain his memory. I was telling sis and max, Jun Xiang not only lost his memory during the accident. There must be a big blood clot pressing his vision nerves, causing him to “bak jiu ta stamp”, to actually fall in love with Chailing. Goodness. Where is his high school intelligence??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we watched the show till really pek chek because whenever Ming Heng and You Zhen seem to get better or have a chance to clarify, either the bitch Cailing or Xiang He will appear, thus spoiling their chances. I watched till I wanna spew vlugarities already. Haha. Like I was telling sis and Max yesterday, watch till sibeh dulan, but I still wanna watch. Haha. Guess this is the reason why this show is the no.1 drama in asia ba. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I’ll be hooked to the drama as I usually dun like to watch weepy weepy shows but I guess everybody loves to watch those type of lovey dovey fairy tale love story. Anyway, watching the show got me thinking... If you are You Zhen, will you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw up your relationship with a man who loves you so much for someone whom you arent even sure is the person you have always been waiting for??&lt;br /&gt;(of cos we know that Ming Heng IS Jun Xiang lah but at this point of the drama that I stopped, she doesn't know yet mah. And she can actually miss or forgot her own engagement reception for someone whom is not even real?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it boils down to the most over asked question since 5000 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被爱幸福还是爱人幸福??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, 相爱是最幸福的lah. But there must be someone who starts first right? In the past, I would think被爱 is more幸福. But now, I think I will choose to爱人. WHY? Because only when you give, can you truely receive. So only when I start to give love, then will I receive love. Its time to start giving some love. And this not only applies to your partner. It applies to our family and frens and all living things around us, and most importantly, ourselves. Cos only when u love yourself, will you have love in abundance for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: its going to be a bz bz weekend... am serving SCS... yesterday i nearly blacked out from the training... haha... no staminar... need to train liao :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2192634002989151705?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2192634002989151705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2192634002989151705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2192634002989151705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2192634002989151705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-sonata.html' title='winter sonata'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6335632064690188077</id><published>2007-01-23T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:48:15.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>we are going to the bird park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;I don't believe it myself either but I actually went to  the bird park on sat!! Yes, you read it correctly. I went to the bird park early  in the morning at 10am last sat, with XZ, Emily and Sandy. I was telling them I  cant believe I am really here when we reached the bird park. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RbT3jvNhE9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/MP5HbMmcUFk/s1600-h/P1000716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RbT3jvNhE9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/MP5HbMmcUFk/s320/P1000716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022911677765587922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;4 of us at the bird park :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;We  watched the bird show, talk bird language, visited the owls, eagles, ostrich,  flamingos, cranes and countless birds which I dunno what they are called. The  most interesting part I think is when we went to the open aviary, where we can  feed the parrots. I was pecked by a parrot when I tried to trick it to step on  my finger. XZ is most lucky. One parrot kept calling him 美女 and even “molested”  him!! Damn funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was fun. Other than having fun viewing  the birds, we also had fun taking stupid pics. Haha. Which explains why there  are 120+ of them. Its a pity that the penguin area is closed for renovation and  we cant find any peacocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pics will be (future tense used cause i have not download them yet but will be doing it soon, i promised)  loaded in my multiply.  You will realised that I have named a lot of pics of the birds as bird A, bird  B, bird C etc because I don't know the names of the birds.  :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6335632064690188077?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6335632064690188077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6335632064690188077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6335632064690188077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6335632064690188077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-are-going-to-bird-park.html' title='we are going to the bird park'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RbT3jvNhE9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/MP5HbMmcUFk/s72-c/P1000716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-7009773166947053146</id><published>2007-01-22T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:16:07.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><title type='text'>the sweetest sound</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I almost melted... Of happiness, of course... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Ace has a new favourite word and that is : BYEEEEE. When he wants you to leave, he will tell u byeeeee.... Before he goes to bed he will come to us and tell us byeeee... And he will wave his hand too. Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he pooed and sis was bringing him to the bathroom to wash his bon bon and he kept standing by the kitchen doorway and waved to mummy, max and me and kept saying byeeeee. So I told him: ace, since u can say byeeee so clearly, why dun you say yeeeeee?? And right after that, he said: yeeeee. Loud and clear!! :D :D :D Wah, happiness is me man. And I went over to hug him. And when sis pulled him away to bring him to the bathroom, he ran to give me a hug again. Wahseh, almost melted man. Cant wait for the day ace will tell me: ah yeee I love you. :D Ah yee loves you too, ace. Ah yee will love you unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to strike toto today!!. Keke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-7009773166947053146?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7009773166947053146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=7009773166947053146&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7009773166947053146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/7009773166947053146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweetest-sound.html' title='the sweetest sound'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3329055983480367064</id><published>2007-01-16T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:40:02.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>fab feb :D</title><content type='html'>I just received a good news. Ken and Michelle are getting married on Valentines’ Day. Isnt that sweet?? They have been together for 10 years. Really happy for them. I still remember how Ken will always ask me about Michelle during our long mrt rides home. How I used to tease him in our programming class that Ken loves M &amp; M (1 M stands for Michelle, you go figure out the other one. Its not Mother!!) And how he was so happy when Michelle agreed to be his gf, that he went around class and asked everybody to shake his hand and congratulate him. This couple has come a long long way and im really happy for them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really interesting to update lately. Everything has been great. Good things just happens. I feel loved, I feel blissful, I am happy. :) and I believe that there will be more good things to come. Success should come easily. Yes, success comes easily when you are at peace with yourself, when you can love whole heartedly and unconditionally (this is what I have gained from POV in Taiwan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to feb. its going to be a eventful one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;POV on 13th &amp;amp; 14th &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ken and Michelle’s ROM on 14th &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End of my detox!! (yes, yes me doing a detox now to clear all the rubbish I ate in Taiwan and of course to look swee swee for the New Year) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CNY celebrations!! (loads of gathering, food and gambling lined up) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Power sis, chao FG's b day on 21st (oh dear, sis u are 2X years old le!!! Gasp!! Heng I still have 10 mths to go!!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr N’s b day on 24th (24th also happens to be the 7th day of the CNY, which is 人日, which means its everybody’s birthday. So I think we can have double celebrations for him??) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;POV on 27th, 28th n 1st mar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Advance theory test on 27th (wish me luck!! gonna change it to an earlier date as it clashes with POV. Anybody has advance theory book to lend me??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, such a short month but so many events!! Its definitely happening FEB!! Woohoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3329055983480367064?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3329055983480367064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3329055983480367064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3329055983480367064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3329055983480367064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/fab-feb-d.html' title='fab feb :D'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8346607349500234125</id><published>2007-01-10T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:24:11.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>POV Taiwan Trip ~ 29 December 06</title><content type='html'>Day 2: 29 December 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7.30 by the phone. The rest of the 3 flowers were still soundly asleep. We were supposed to wake up at 7 as we have to be at the lobby by 8 and YL set her alarm to go off at 7 and all of us actually slept thru it. Keke. Seeing that the rest are still asleep, I pulled myself out of bed unwillingly and went to wash up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were all ready, its already 8.10. There goes our thought of having the hotel breakfast. 6 of us (ZY, rebbec, YL, Bob, Richie and me) squeezed into a car which drove us to the office in Xin Zhu. The weather was cold but slightly better than the night before. Guess we are slowly adapting to the temperature there. Once we reached the office, we took a tour around, did our registration and waited for the POV course to start. I was in anticipation, but yet at the same time, a little fearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of us were settled down in the training room, 张老师 walked in. Actually, she more of like floated in, like an angel, very light, very happy, very compassionate and very full of love. And there, the first day of POV began. (I will save the details of this course for another post. POV deserves a post by itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class ended at about 6.30 and we went to a vegetarian restaurant for dinner. We each ordered a different set meal and when the meal came, we were very enticed because it looks very appetizing. But sadly the taste don't match the appearance at all. DISSAPOINTED!! That was the most horrible food I had in Taiwan. Like I told the gals, the food there is a classic epitome of looks delicious but taste kana sai. We also ordered different 小吃. Nick bought a dish of 臭豆腐 to our table and asked us to try. Curious how it taste like, I took one piece and popped it into my mouth. And I immediately regret!! It smells like rubbish dump. The taste is ok though but after that I can feel the rubbish dump stench emitting from my mouth and its simply yucky. pui pui pui!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our not very satisfying dinner, we took a cab to one shopping complex. But by the time we reach the shopping centre, it was quite late le and the shopping centre is about to close. So we make a quick dash to look around. But the clothes/shoes/boots there are all quite expensive. After the shopping centre, we decided to go to the night market to walk around. There was nothing much there except there were lots of food stores. But we were all very full from the dinner and most of the stores are selling non vegetarian stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we found a store selling fried mushroom!! Super yummy!! Veron bought like 10 packets for everybody to share. We also tried the bubble tea there. Because there were so many of us and all of us ordered a cup, we stayed around at the bubble tea shop and started chatting with the stuff and made 2 new frens in taiwan :). The guy asked us where we were from and when we said Singapore, the first question he asked is: 那你们会不会讲新各里? We were all blurr. What the hell is 新各里? Seeing our blurred look, he said he saw it on 小孩不苯 movie. And that is started to: ooorrrrhhhhh... Singlish... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our bubble tea, we decided to head back to the hotel to rest. And so we walked all the way back to our hotel. Cant remember how long walked. I think we walked a good 30-45 mins. But its fun to talk and joke and walk with the wind blowing in our face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the hotel room, we started talking about how we felt in the course during the day. We talked about a lot of stuff. Our childhood, our relationship with our family, BGR, the things that were bothering us... We chatted all the way till 3+ am.  That was the first time I bared so much of myself to the gals. YL even rested her head on my neh neh. And sadist ZY, came over and said 我也要!! But 我是 kiner, 我要用摸的. That woman 变态!! Hahaha. I told her too bad lah she cant because she did not share the same bed as me. YL and I slept together last night, so 她已经是我的人了. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8346607349500234125?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8346607349500234125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8346607349500234125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8346607349500234125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8346607349500234125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/pov-taiwan-trip-29-december-06.html' title='POV Taiwan Trip ~ 29 December 06'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2800517495961235500</id><published>2007-01-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T13:49:15.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>street directory</title><content type='html'>Sometime ago, I was in Net’s car and we were heading to Panasonic building to get my camera fixed. As the driver dunno the way very well, he asked me to help him find the place in the street directory. I think by now it is quite a known fact to all that I cannot read maps very well. So I found the place, showed it to the driver and he said that he knows where the place is already. I heave a sigh of relieve till he added: if there are no changes to the roads. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked him: why would there be any changes to the roads? And he said that cos his street directory is out dated. And indeed, it is a few years outdated le. No wonder the damn book is so tattered and torn. Keke. Anyway, as it was nearing xmas at that time, an ingenious idea struck me!! So pleased with myself for being so smart, I excitedly told net: since ur street directory is already outdated, why don't I get you the latest version as your xmas present? And the moment I said this, his face change shape started rejecting my very kind offer vehemently, saying I very bo sim la, this and that la to actually wanna buy him a street directory for xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't understand what is wrong with a street directory as a present. At least it is something useable right?? So I decided to test on another driver, MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (very excitedly) Max!! I know what to get you for xmas already!! Its the perfect gift!! Im so glad I thought of it!!&lt;br /&gt;max: (eyes glowing with excitement) what is it??&lt;br /&gt;me: haha. You are going to love it.&lt;br /&gt;max: really?? What is it?? Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;me: im going to get you (pause for dramatic effects) ..... .... .... .... .... .... ... ... STREET DIRECTORY 2007!!&lt;br /&gt;max: WAH LAU EH!!!! You not serious right?&lt;br /&gt;me: im very serious!! I think its a good gift!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he showed me the international signal, kun tao bu with the dancing finger (with music some more hor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started KB-ing that its a bad idea for a gift, nobody will give people street directories for xmas and blah blah blah. But I still don't get it what is wrong with street directory!! During xmas we always receive not very useful presents that looks pretty but of not much usage. Rather then getting something that is not of much use, y not get something that they can use when they need it? So I asked max:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: would u rather a not practical gift that you probably wont use and dump one side till it grow moulds or would you rather receive a gift that is unromantic but practical (aka street directory) &lt;br /&gt;max: then first choice&lt;br /&gt;me: WHY??&lt;br /&gt;max: because nobody likes street directories and nobody gives street directory as present!! Its so bo sim lor, blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told sis about it and she told me its the male ego problem. Cos by giving them street directory, it is indirectly telling them that they have no sense of direction and we all know that man NEVER ask for directions even when they are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, of cos I didn't get them the street directory lah. Keke. Then few days back, I was telling Net about Max’s reaction when I told him I wanna get him the street directory as xmas present. And till now I still don't understand why he would rather choose a white elephant gift to a street directory. And then Net softly said: its our ego lah. So there. Man and their stoopid ego. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2800517495961235500?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2800517495961235500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2800517495961235500&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2800517495961235500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2800517495961235500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/street-directory.html' title='street directory'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-8167369302795925265</id><published>2007-01-09T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:51:46.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>POV Taiwan Trip Day 1 ~ 28 Dec 06</title><content type='html'>28 Dec 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning at 7am because I haven started packing my luggage yet!! My plane takes off at 1pm and im meeting ZY, YL, Rebec, n Bob at 11 at the airport which means I have to leave home by 10.30 and I only have 3 hrs to pack and wash up and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started packing, rolled all the clothes into different zip lock bags and shrink wrapped them. When I showed max my master pieces, he exclaimed: wah u army trained one ah. Keke. Net came to fetch me at 10.30. I bid everyone good bye and left for the airport. We were the first to reach the airport and while waiting for the rest to arrive, I realised that I left my cosmetic pouch at home. :( was in 2 minds about going back to take my pouch and he offered to go back my place to get my pouch for me while I stay at the airport with ZY n gang. So the 5 of us went ajisen ramen and met Jez who went to send us off with 大大 and 小小.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12.40, we boarded the plane. Our seats were scattered. I was sitting in the middle of 2 uncles. :s so I listened to my nano and slowly drift to lala land. Just when I was soundly asleep, someone tapped my shoulder. I opened my eyes and the guy on my left motioned to me that my lunch is served. 1 good thing about being vegetarian is that they always serve vegetarian meals first. But the bad thing is that their vegetarian meal sucks big time. The main course was 2 pieces steamed white kwey (which looks like chai tau kwey before it was cut into small pieces to 炒) and some gravy topped with mushrooms. I only took 2 bites. Yuck, its really that bad. Luckily I ate some light bites before I board the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started making small talk to the uncle beside me. He was a taiwanese, came to singapore for2 days for work and was on the way back to his home. Initially I thought he was a sinagporean and he thought i was a taiwanese. Haha. And so I made a new friend on the plane. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 5.30, we reached tai pei. But the skies looked as though a 8pm sky in singapore. I was told that the nights are longer in taiwan during this period of time. We went to collect our luggage and checked out and there Richie was waiting for us at the airport with GL and HJ. :) and together, we went to T1 to wait for Nick and gang. We waited for an hour plus and during that time, Rich gave us a preview of what we should expect from the next 2 days of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and the rest arrived at about 7.30 and we waited for the bus to send us to Xin Zhu. The moment we stepped out of the airport, it was freeeezing cold. The wind was very strong. I had to take out my gloves to keep my hands warm. Took an hour’s ride to Xin Zhu and when we reached there, it was even colder!! The wind was blowing even stronger and chillier!! We reached the hotel, checked in our rooms (ZY, Rebec, YL and 1 shared a room), changed into something warmer and went to look for makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RaZpL9SqLWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/z9duTllDAYM/s1600-h/4+flowers+on+the+coach+to+xin+zhu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RaZpL9SqLWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/z9duTllDAYM/s320/4+flowers+on+the+coach+to+xin+zhu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018814488903298402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the bus on the way to xin zhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Rich at the 豆浆油条 store beside our hotel. Drinking hot 豆浆 on a cold night especially when we are all freezing is damn shiok!! And the carrot cake was damn nice too!! 7 of us ate 7 plates of carrot cakes in total!! Not to mention their 油条烧饼. When dipped in the豆浆, its the perfect combi. 1000 times nicer than the豆浆油条 in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RaZqmdSqLXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IB-Wi5uRLiI/s1600-h/dou+jiang+n+carrot+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RaZqmdSqLXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/IB-Wi5uRLiI/s320/dou+jiang+n+carrot+cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018816043681459570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss the carrot cake already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After filling our stomachs, we went strolling around the streets of Xin Zhu. The good thing about the weather is we can walk and walk and not feel sweaty and sticky. As it was late at night already, most of the shops are closed already. But we still have fun exploring the place, looking at the colourful signboards. Even their 7-11 stores are so much more interesting than the ones in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we were back at the hotel, its almost 2am. We quickly prepared for bed, as the next day we have to wake up early for the course. ZY and Rebec shared a bed while YL and me shared the other. The moment I lie down on the bed I slept all the way till the next morning. Usually I have troubles sleeping when im in a new environment but that night I slept like a baby. I guess I must really be tired. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-8167369302795925265?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8167369302795925265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=8167369302795925265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8167369302795925265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/8167369302795925265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/pov-taiwan-trip-day-1-28-dec-06.html' title='POV Taiwan Trip Day 1 ~ 28 Dec 06'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RaZpL9SqLWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/z9duTllDAYM/s72-c/4+flowers+on+the+coach+to+xin+zhu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6175628542560332179</id><published>2007-01-05T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:08:31.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>belated new year  post :p</title><content type='html'>Yeah I know today is already the 5th day of the new year and this post is considered a tad late but late is better than never, right?? How was your 2006? I hope it has been as eventful as mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But past does not equates to future. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you set our what to accomplish and achieve for this new year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you set your goals for the new year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you envisioned how you are going to reach your goals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you decided to have a victorious year? (YES I HAVE!!) Or is it just another year for you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your goals and dreams are, I know we can and definitely will achieve them!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I must say 2006 has been the most fulfilling year for me and I wouldn't have such a great year if not for SCS. if you asked me what is the best decision I made in 06, that has to be to attend Jan SCS because that is where I start to understand myself and found my goals and direction in life and set off towards it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't say it was a bed of roses. Along the way I stumbled, I fell, I lost focus, I was upset, I felt misunderstood, people around me didn't understand what I was doing and why I was so passionate about it, and at times I really felt like giving up cause that will be the easiest path to choose. And im glad all these happened because they give me a chance to stand up again and emerge stronger. Along the way I also made a bunch of very good friends, I became an arête- ian, I saw my own blind spot, I understood myself, I found myself and I broke through myself over and over again. Overall, it wasn't an easy path but it was certainly most enriching, most fulfilling and most satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hereby, I would like to give a big thank you to all of you out there from the bottom of my heart, thanks for all your love, your support, your encouragement and for fighting side by side with me. Because without all of you, I would really have given up along the way. THANK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said above, I started 2006 with SCS and I ended it and started 2007 with POV. I cant think of any other better ways to end and start a year. and 365 days later, I know I will look back and tell myself, 2007 is the BEST year ever!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, hi there everyone!! I’m back with bigger dreams and aspirations. I’ll continue to dream, to change lives, continue to do more, and become more. And I know I wont be alone. :) See you at the top!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endnote:&lt;br /&gt;~ taiwan trip post is coming soon, I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Back to office today after a long break. Got 200+ of mails to clear. TGIF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6175628542560332179?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6175628542560332179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6175628542560332179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6175628542560332179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6175628542560332179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/belated-new-year-post-p.html' title='belated new year  post :p'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6185625537572657287</id><published>2007-01-03T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:45:59.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational'/><title type='text'>back from taiwan</title><content type='html'>yesh, im back from taiwan!! was back to sin on 2nd jan.  spend 2 days loading the 100+ of photos on my mutiply. and its finally done. im too exhausted to blog abt my trip now. but i will blog about it soon, i promise. :)  for those who have been complaining that they keep seeing my merry xmas post, sorry la. go to &lt;a href="http://clatzzclaps.multiply.com"&gt;my multiply&lt;/a&gt; n view the pics in the meantime la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, my taiwan trip it was good. it was a superb trip. i went taiwan with a bag of doubts and questions about myself, about my life and i came back with all my questions answered. like i told Net over the phone, it was a healing trip for me. a healing trip for my mind and soul. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now. till i blog again, i will love all of u unconditionally!! muacks!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6185625537572657287?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6185625537572657287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6185625537572657287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6185625537572657287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6185625537572657287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-from-taiwan.html' title='back from taiwan'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2909655478420599185</id><published>2006-12-24T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:55:11.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occassions'/><title type='text'>merry xmas!!!</title><content type='html'>merry merry xmas to peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went xmas shopping just now and i have finally settled everybody's pressies!! walked till my feet ache sial (which rarely happens when i go shopping). but there were just soooo many pple. everywhere i go is people moutain people sea. am glad with my purchases and i hope everybody will like what i got for them... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wishing everyone a merry merry christmas!! may all your wishes come true!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RY17aU6g4TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/99jA_bUQtyY/s1600-h/merry+xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RY17aU6g4TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/99jA_bUQtyY/s400/merry+xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011797652554178866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2909655478420599185?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2909655478420599185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2909655478420599185&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2909655478420599185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2909655478420599185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='merry xmas!!!'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RY17aU6g4TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/99jA_bUQtyY/s72-c/merry+xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4941352102974258469</id><published>2006-12-19T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T08:22:14.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happenings'/><title type='text'>my super long b day post...</title><content type='html'>Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the holiday with LM, Jov n Jon. And I only have one thing to say: JUDE LAW IS SO SO SO SO SOOOOOOO CHARMING!! I almost melted in the cinema. He is soooooooo charismatic. His smile, his eyes... OMG!! 怎么会有那么帅气的人啊? Oh gosh.  Anyway, I enjoyed the show throughly. Its those kind of very romantic, very sweet movie which makes you go gaga and makes u feel like falling in love. But theres only one problem... Where is my Jude Law?? Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl2dU6g4JI/AAAAAAAAACo/I_XleDqP-lc/s1600-h/jude_law8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl2dU6g4JI/AAAAAAAAACo/I_XleDqP-lc/s320/jude_law8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010666306628804754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will die to be in cameron D's shoes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl2d06g4LI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hgBxkNDWtoc/s1600-h/holiday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl2d06g4LI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hgBxkNDWtoc/s320/holiday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010666315218739378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only i can wake up to Jude Law serving me coffee every morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the movie, we met up with sis and Jez. Wanted to go DXO but looking at the crowd going in, we decided to go MOS instead. On the way to the car, as it was past midnight, they sang me a birthday song in the middle of the pavement!! Haha. MOS was crowded as usual. Stayed at room 54 most of the time but I think their retro music sucks BIG TIME!! The retro music is sooooo retro that I think its all songs from the 70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl3-E6g4MI/AAAAAAAAADA/JaNkGs2B_Fw/s1600-h/i+is+26%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl3-E6g4MI/AAAAAAAAADA/JaNkGs2B_Fw/s320/i+is+26%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010667968781148354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my 1st &lt;s&gt;26&lt;/s&gt; 21 yrs old pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nevertheless, we danced all the way till 4+ and I reached home at abt 6, and finally hit my bed at 7. And then woke up at 9 went to the market to pass FP to aunty Lim, chatted with her for awhile and headed back home again where daddy has cooked mee suah for me. Yummy!! Mummy also bought a cake for me so after lunch, was the cake cutting session. Napped for about 1 hr before I rushed to suntec to meet Kelly. This pretty babe has lost 5kgs and was complaining to me that her pants are all so lose now they are now like dropping off her hips. I told her to jia you, lose another 5kgs by jan and we can go shop for CNY clothes together nxt year. :) and she also has decided to attend Jan SCS!! (this is one of the best news I received on my birthday!!) :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After Kelly, went to meet M.E. He actually arrived while I was still with Kelly and I asked him to wait for me so he told me to go look for him at conrad hotel as he cannot stop his car at suntec. When I got to conrad, I was expecting him to be pissed off for my being late since he is an eccentric uncle. Keke. Thankfully, he wasn't. And so we went 渌青青 for my birthday dinner. Ordered lots of food and didn't manage to finish all (felt a bit bad to over order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoyed the dinner more than I thought I would. Haha. Towards the end of the dinner I realised that I had not changed any RM for my trip to Malaysia on Sunday. And he hurried me to finish my food and rush me down to the money exchanger at parkway. Along the way he kept asking me to walk faster cos he was afraid that the money exchanger will be closed as it was nearing 9 by then. Thank god when we reached parkway, there is still a money exchanger that is opened and he even lend me $$ to exchange first cos I have no time to go to the atm. Hiaks. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I have got my RM, we went back to the car and he told me now can walk slowly le. Just now I was hurrying you because I was afraid the money changer will be closed. Haha. He is more kan jeong than me lo. Actually he is a very nice person with a very kind heart. Just that his character is a little mismatcher and KL. Sometimes I think he just purposely wanna be KL. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, took a 1 hr nap and then took mrt to Jurong East with sis where we will set off to shah ahlam. :) I guess I was really tired cos I actually managed to sleep on the coach. I usually have problems sleeping on coaches. We reached shar alam stadium at 6.30am. Washed up and went to the big tentage where there are a lot of stalls selling food. The locals usually go there for family breakfast. But sadly, there isnt anything suitable for vegetarian. In the end, we ended up eating nasi lemak and egg. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our &lt;s&gt;hearty&lt;/s&gt; breakfast, we went to shar alam stadium and waited for the talk to start. It was a rather long wait and the weather was sooooo hot!! Thankfully there were a group of us so we chatted and talk cocked while we waited. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnNrU6g4OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WkGINt_N_-o/s1600-h/success+talk+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnNrU6g4OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WkGINt_N_-o/s320/success+talk+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010762204658589922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have heard Steve Chan’s audio and tapes before, it was nothing like listening to him life. He is so full of energy, his energy level is simply amazing!!! After the talk, we adjourned to quality hotel for Dr George’s session. Dr George’s session hit me (or it hit me that it didn't hit me). It got me thinking. Rich was saying, such a pretty lady but emotionless. Y? He asked me why. I couldn't answer. Is this a way of shutting off? Am I evading from something? Some food for thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, took the coach back to sgp and slept all the way back as well. Reach sgp at about 4.30 in the morning and bobby was such a kind soul to send us home. Finally reached home at about 5.30, went shower, took 1 indinine and off to lala land I went all the way till 2pm yesterday. Haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sort of sums up my weekends. The only sad thing that happened is my camera is spoilt since sat evening. My auto focus is off. :( I dunno how it happened as I didn't dropped it or anything. Hence there are only very few pics. Sobs sobs. Will be bringing it for servicing one of these days. I hope I can get it back before the festive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I would like to thank everyone sending me your wishes. My hp started ringing non stop since sat am. Though I did not celebrate my birthday this year, but this is a year where I received the most wishes. It makes me happy to know that my friends remembered my birthday. And just a sms wishing me happy birthday brings a smile to my face. :) thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas (he was the first to sms me. Though we don't really keep in contact, but he remembers my birthday every year), Raymon, Yun Fan, Jetro, Zhen Yuan, Thomas, Guo Liang, Will, Terrence, Jia Wei, Ming Jian, Bobby, Jian de, Zhen Ying, Wan Yuan, Darren, Ina Woong, Weiming, Simon, Longji, Josh, Germaine &amp; Melvin, Uncle Kok Wee, Jian Sheng, Michael, Pus, Huiping, Ngee Yong, Jian Yong, Melvin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also lots lots of thanks to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy for going out of the way to get me a birthday cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl6uU6g4NI/AAAAAAAAADI/0quYnew72bA/s1600-h/choc+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl6uU6g4NI/AAAAAAAAADI/0quYnew72bA/s320/choc+cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010670996733092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy for cooking yummy mee suah for me. He started preparing in the kitchen early in the morning since 9 ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis and max for taking so much trouble to keep a look out for nice watches for me. And even wanting to order from the net the model that I posted sometime ago. They are more gan jeong than me lo cos everyday they ask me: have you found a watch that you like??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richie n Jez for my lucky red bag!! Its red, its leather, its big, its rectangular, its stylish, its trendy, its all I asked for... Its perfect!! I LOVE it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnOcE6g4PI/AAAAAAAAADY/Te_sS6DrlqY/s1600-h/fav+red+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnOcE6g4PI/AAAAAAAAADY/Te_sS6DrlqY/s320/fav+red+bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010763042177212658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nana sisters for the pink gym top. I was about to get myself new gym gears. They can read my mind. And best of all, its pink, pink. PINK!! Muacks muacks muacks to QQ, who is the first among the 3 of u to wish me... Muacks muacks to EQ, who was the 2nd, and muacks to power. You are the last lor, chao FG... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnQDE6g4RI/AAAAAAAAADo/yoSFisHA8jY/s1600-h/P1000236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnQDE6g4RI/AAAAAAAAADo/yoSFisHA8jY/s320/P1000236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010764811703738642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joven, Jonathon and LM for singing me my first birthday song and spending the first hrs of the 26th year of my life with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.E for my birthday dinner lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XZ for my first present. The pouch was useful when I went to Malaysia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanly for the necklace and earrings.  Very pretty!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnQCU6g4QI/AAAAAAAAADg/vBLCL4Ju1l0/s1600-h/P1000234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYnQCU6g4QI/AAAAAAAAADg/vBLCL4Ju1l0/s320/P1000234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010764798818836738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, this sums up my loooong b day post... some of the pics are not very clear cos they were taken after my cam spoil... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4941352102974258469?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4941352102974258469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4941352102974258469&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4941352102974258469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4941352102974258469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-super-long-b-day-post.html' title='my super long b day post...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYl2dU6g4JI/AAAAAAAAACo/I_XleDqP-lc/s72-c/jude_law8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-4584820750466321104</id><published>2006-12-19T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:13:45.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>y i prefer to be a lady...</title><content type='html'>me: im very sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: cos my camera spoiled and I just bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: bring it to the service centre lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I know but go to the service centre very ma fan. And the place is so far some more. At bukit merah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: ok, I get your hint. U need a ride there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekeke... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super long b day post is coming up... waiting to load the pics... Stay tuned!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-4584820750466321104?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4584820750466321104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=4584820750466321104&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4584820750466321104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/4584820750466321104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/y-i-prefer-to-be-lady.html' title='y i prefer to be a lady...'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-6836929181561034905</id><published>2006-12-15T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:11:11.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>smirkie</title><content type='html'>Im in a super good mood today. **whistles** but im not going to tell you why... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a special day... im not going to tell you why as well. **smirks**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYJmb_AlBlI/AAAAAAAAACc/-MRtCmA0Wa4/s1600-h/cam+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYJmb_AlBlI/AAAAAAAAACc/-MRtCmA0Wa4/s320/cam+shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008678366545774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-6836929181561034905?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6836929181561034905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=6836929181561034905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6836929181561034905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/6836929181561034905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/smirkie.html' title='smirkie'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYJmb_AlBlI/AAAAAAAAACc/-MRtCmA0Wa4/s72-c/cam+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-3624483076104522151</id><published>2006-12-12T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:06:32.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feels good'/><title type='text'>little things that makes me smile... :)</title><content type='html'>Was on MC on monday as I was &lt;s&gt; too tired to get out of bed &lt;/s&gt; suffering from quite a cough. Its such a pure joy to be able to sleep till 11am on a Monday morning. Sweeeet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new pair of track shoes on Saturday because my old pair of trainers was hurting my toes. Halfway through the combat class, my toes were really painful and I tell myself I have got to get a new pair of shoes!! Got it at $40 cheaper. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX_BwfAlBjI/AAAAAAAAACA/L0cY_IGw83I/s1600-h/P1000172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX_BwfAlBjI/AAAAAAAAACA/L0cY_IGw83I/s320/P1000172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007934349361088050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my pink adizero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So preeeety... Bright pink colour somemore... I love it!! Best thing is I wore it to combat class yesterday and my feet dun hurt!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought an orange tube dress yesterday as well. Was actually out accompanying sis shopping but ended up me buying a dress as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must seriously stop shopping... Have bought a camera, 2 dresses, 1 pair of track shoes this month. Not to mention my sibeh swee hp number... (oh ya, I have changed my hp number. Please email me or call my old number to get it from me if you still do not have it yet!!). And I still have tonnes of xmas presents to buy. And going to KL this weekend. Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first b day present today!! From my XZ, my IT guy. A black mango purse. Very pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX_BvfAlBiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zC54zmeh-7s/s1600-h/P1000170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX_BvfAlBiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zC54zmeh-7s/s320/P1000170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007934332181218850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my first present... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click on the below link and vote for IZ reloaded... The only blog from Singapore!! C’mon guys, time to show some patriotism!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2006.weblogawards.org/2006/12/best_asian_blog.php"&gt;http://2006.weblogawards.org/2006/12/best_asian_blog.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-3624483076104522151?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3624483076104522151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=3624483076104522151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3624483076104522151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/3624483076104522151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/little-things-that-makes-me-smile.html' title='little things that makes me smile... :)'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX_BwfAlBjI/AAAAAAAAACA/L0cY_IGw83I/s72-c/P1000172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1095140644540237439</id><published>2006-12-12T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T13:38:25.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Lomantic dinner at indinine</title><content type='html'>Had a lomantic dinner with sis, joven n jon last week at indinine cafe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYDi9PAlBkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DRn-EFGywVw/s1600-h/lomantic+dinner+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYDi9PAlBkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DRn-EFGywVw/s320/lomantic+dinner+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008252327264847426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lomantic sial... dim lights and we are the only table... ma chiam we booked the place lidat... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was supposed to have dinner with joven and jon but sis and I were in an appointment, so we asked jov n jon (J &amp; J) to go indinine to order food first. But by the time we were done with our appointment, it was already about 10+. And by the time we made our way to the 3rd level The Tropics, the place was already quite dim cos all the shops/cafes were closed. Indinine was closed as well and we saw Joven and Jon sitting and waiting with a table full of food. We were expecting them to finish eating le but they didn't even touch a mouthful of food cos they waited for us to come to eat together... So sweet... Especially when Jov was complaining that he was very hungry since 8+... And very touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX4fe1U2omI/AAAAAAAAABU/DAM0ngeTvCI/s1600-h/dinner+spread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX4fe1U2omI/AAAAAAAAABU/DAM0ngeTvCI/s320/dinner+spread.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007474450253652578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a table full of food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So we dined by the dim light. So lomantic, like candle light dinner lidat. Though the food has turned cold, but they still taste yummy (prob cos we all too hungry le.. Keke). We ate, gossiped, joked till all the lights went off and we took out sis’s super bright LED torchlight and started clearing the plates nicely on the table (since indinine is closed le).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know indinine can be so lomantic right?? So guys, next time u know where to bring your gal to for an economic, lomantci dinner...  But be prepared to eat cold food though... Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX4fe1U2ooI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZaGVho6d1EQ/s1600-h/self+shot+at+indinine+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RX4fe1U2ooI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZaGVho6d1EQ/s320/self+shot+at+indinine+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007474450253652610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the purpose of this pic is to show u the background (not my pretty face la)... dun u think the background looks like some very lomantic place like rochester park or botanic garden?? if i didnt tell you, you wouldnt have guessed its suntec, right?? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures on my multiply... Click on the link on the side bar... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1095140644540237439?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1095140644540237439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1095140644540237439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1095140644540237439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1095140644540237439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/lomantic-dinner-at-indinine.html' title='Lomantic dinner at indinine'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RYDi9PAlBkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DRn-EFGywVw/s72-c/lomantic+dinner+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-1565024508958509744</id><published>2006-12-06T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:23:19.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>DEC wish list</title><content type='html'>December is a good month, because all good things falls in December!! Like Xmas, Bonuses... And of cos the birth of a very very pretty babe!! (NO, im NOT referring to myself)... Hiaks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, I have decided to shamelessly put up a list of what I want... For my b day and xmas!! Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes... Listing not in accordance of preference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED IPOD nano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXes-0jOTWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/NK-J1G56gBA/s1600-h/capbottomred20061012a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXes-0jOTWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/NK-J1G56gBA/s320/capbottomred20061012a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005659706103844194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my nano took a suicide dive from the threadmill this morning... is this an indication for me to get a new one already?? muahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED DKNY leather watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXetc0jOTXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/suwranN9w2E/s1600-h/ny4156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXetc0jOTXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/suwranN9w2E/s320/ny4156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005660221499919730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i cant find this model in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK DKNY tote bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXet00jOTYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/L3MxW4SRWbo/s1600-h/DKNY_Baby_Bag_Tote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXet00jOTYI/AAAAAAAAAAo/L3MxW4SRWbo/s320/DKNY_Baby_Bag_Tote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005660633816780162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 60 yr old Ginseng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXeuEEjOTZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zSy9PYqdtP0/s1600-h/HsuGinsengBox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXeuEEjOTZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/zSy9PYqdtP0/s320/HsuGinsengBox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005660895809785234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alternatively, 1 box of indinine also will do, since the energy of 1 indinine is equivalent to a 60 yr old ginseng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant size my melody plush toy&lt;br /&gt;(no pic for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED motorola RIZR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXeuckjOTaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fAGCRbTrgGQ/s1600-h/motorola-rizr.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXeuckjOTaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fAGCRbTrgGQ/s320/motorola-rizr.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005661316716580258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for  this phone to be launched in Singapore and this time my decision will not be swayed again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a scatter brain lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I had to head back home twice because I forgot to take some stuffs. Then in the evening, I wanted to go Suntec but board the wrong bus and ended up at Steven’s Road instead. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I forgot to bring my office when I went out. Just now, I met KW for lunch and he asked asked if I wanted tp gp tanglin mall for lunch and I thought that he meant great world city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KW : so shall we walked to tanglin for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;Me : what?? U really wanna walk?  So far. How to walk?&lt;br /&gt;KW : not very far mah. Is it within walking distance?&lt;br /&gt;Me : huh? Lidat considered not far? Cannot lah. From here walk to great world city I will faint.&lt;br /&gt;KW : my dear gal, I am talking about tanglin, not great world city!!&lt;br /&gt;Me : opps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-1565024508958509744?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/1565024508958509744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=1565024508958509744&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1565024508958509744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/1565024508958509744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec-wish-list.html' title='DEC wish list'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXes-0jOTWI/AAAAAAAAAAY/NK-J1G56gBA/s72-c/capbottomred20061012a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20091912.post-2946645664534685653</id><published>2006-12-05T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:54:46.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>reward</title><content type='html'>Woo... Finally got myself my &lt;a href="http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/11/months-ago-i-was-very-tempted-to-get.html"&gt;reward&lt;/a&gt;... A white Panasonic Lumix FX-01. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXTtBRo_kjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3sWXGwZ7-DY/s1600-h/Panasonic+Lumix+DMC-FX01+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXTtBRo_kjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3sWXGwZ7-DY/s320/Panasonic+Lumix+DMC-FX01+White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004885692086456882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get the pink one initially but it was out of stock so i got the white one instead, which i think is nicer actually... but pink is my lucky colour lah... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it at $549 with the following freebies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One 1GB memory card&lt;br /&gt;Two 512MB memory card&lt;br /&gt;One original battery&lt;br /&gt;One mini tripod&lt;br /&gt;One original casing (which is super ugly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this means that you will get to see more pics... Pics of me cam whoring, pics of the food I ate, pics of the things I bought, pics of the places I went, and the people I hang out with... Provided I have the time to d/l them into my com lah... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rest assured, the white camera will definitely be better, faster and more efficient than the red camera!! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now I have 34 pics resting in my camera... And I &lt;s&gt;am lazy&lt;/s&gt; got no time to load them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20091912-2946645664534685653?l=clatzzclaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2946645664534685653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20091912&amp;postID=2946645664534685653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2946645664534685653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20091912/posts/default/2946645664534685653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clatzzclaps.blogspot.com/2006/12/reward.html' title='reward'/><author><name>Clatzz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/clatzz/248796869l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H-kdX1QPu6I/RXTtBRo_kjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3sWXGwZ7-DY/s72-c/Panasonic+Lumix+DMC-FX01+White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
