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Not to sound disrespectful, but I kinda expected the crowd to be slightly smaller, and “younger”. There were aunties, uncles… the way they stared at you made you felt like you have stepped in the wrong class. Or perhaps, the way I stared at them told them I was in the wrong class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teacher, Mr. Teo (sounds like hubby’s name) moved effortlessly around the kitchen island, teaching in both Mandarin and English. He speaks fast, so fast that the 3 of us caught a bit of each sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One and a half teaspoon” teacher said in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Half teaspoon” we repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One and a half teaspoon” teacher said in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh… 1 + ½ teaspoon” we acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really difficult to catch all he said, I thought we were doing fine, as YJ peeped into the other lady who sat beside her for some parts we missed, COMPLETELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’ve really gotta make some abbreviations for teaspoon, tablespoon, etc.. and I thought of my sis, baking at home, with her multiple size scoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When teacher was almost done with the dishes, he said, “ok, you may put your Tupperware here now…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like stunned, “tupperware?!?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I knew we get to eat his cooking, because he was cooking 3 chickens and 3 packs of egg noodles, but hello, did anyone ask us to bring our own Tupperware?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, except 3 of us plus another student moved forward and placed their all kind of Tupperware on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll have to pay S$3 for the ingredients”, teacher added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now, we have to pay, and we DO NOT have a Tupperware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when the Treasurer Aunty came to us, we asked her, “what happened if we didn’t bring our Tupperware?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, it’s ok, can let teacher know and he may be able to help”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so, who will let teacher know? Not me.. it was so embarrassing! YJ started pulling her pitiful face… ok, YJ should really go. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, I’ll let you guys use plastic bags this time, but must remember to bring your own the next time”, teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew... relieved… we didn’t pay S$3 for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember, must bring your own next time. I may not have bags the next time”, he said again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember to bring your own tupperware the next time….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I told myself, even if I or anyone din bring the next time, probably it’s better to keep our mouth shut, or ask to use the CC’s bowls and utensils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we learned 2 dishes, and so our class ended almost 2 hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19264797-5808379434789612742?l=little-world-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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She has a boyfriend called B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &amp;amp; B met and got together 3 years ago. In the 3 years of relationship, there have been a lot of quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Need for freedom”: A said of what B wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Overly controlling”: B said of what A does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know both side of the story, but each time, when I saw A with swollen eyes, my heart went all out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any woman deserves better man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were her, I would have left long time ago. And that’s what I told her. But she wouldn’t be able to do it. She couldn’t even stand not sending any contact in the day, even when they were fighting and he obviously didn’t make any move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You may ask. I have been asking myself this question since Day 1. I do not know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She deserves better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the story goes, he proposed in the 3rd year of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a month after proposal, they quarrelled again. He told her he wasn’t ready for marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why proposed then? Coz she threatened to leave if he doesn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things went well and bad, on and off, on and off, on and off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 20.09.2009, they are going for their ROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, when i learned my friends are getting married, I’ll feel happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for A, if she is happy. I told her numerous times, she owed it to herself to be happy. Stick with her decision if it makes her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, she is not that happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago, he told her he didn’t feel the chemistry for her anymore. He lose the kind of feeling when they got together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, he told her he is not that committed to the marriage. She asked if he wants to call-off the ROM. He said she should do it if she wants to, but he wasn’t going to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the next day, they patched up again. Got some wedding favors for guests who’ll attend their ROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not think A is an ugly woman. She is a pretty one, friendly, smart, educated and kind woman. It’s just her life, the decision she makes made her less happy (or so I perceived).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope her marriage will work well. Although many says leopard will never change its spots. I sincerely hope B will change for their marriage sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion in this issue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she doesn’t want to tell her best friends about him ill-treating her that much. They started to hate him back then, she doesn’t want them to hate him more. She wants them to be happy for her. Seriously, they want her to be happy, just like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think that some times, we’ll have to play hard to get with men. Do not let them think we can’t do without them. Instead, make it a point that we can live or live better without them, at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the man, I think it is really irresponsible to propose and move ahead with wedding if that is not what he wants. It is going to be a high price to pay. His reason of moving on: she is a nice girl, and he likes her. He knows he’ll regret if he doesn’t marry her, but he doesn’t have the heart to marry her just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy ROM, A... bless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19264797-3918052334793313873?l=little-world-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Most of them with one common explanation. It is a tinted moisturiser for blemishes, works as a make-up base / foundation for skin with acne, spots and scars. Some of the BB cream in the market also provide UV protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does BB cream stands for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BB is the abbreviation for Blemish Balm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What so great about this BB cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BB cream effectively combines plant-complex and includes seramide, lecihin and allantoin to function as a powerful skin care. Squalene oil reduces skin troubles. It was invented by a German Scientist for quick recovery of blemish and scars during cosmetic surgery. The Koreans added this into their BB cream product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, by using BB cream, you'll not just be able to cover your blemishes or scars, but heal them in long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Personal experience:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this PRIVIA BB cream from Flowerbeds, who is the sole distributor for PRIVIA beauty products in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought I may not be able to use the cream, as I have dark complexion. There are many comment online that they are not suitable for dark skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the cream for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;less than S$30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (it's definitely way cheaper than those available off the counter), and mind you, PRIVIA is none inferior in any way, it is just not well publicised in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packaging was beautiful to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/Sek4VOGQ2AI/AAAAAAAAAb8/u2P0XL03jMo/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325849971555096578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/Sek4VOGQ2AI/AAAAAAAAAb8/u2P0XL03jMo/s200/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nano Technology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/Sek4AR7mtyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EBC7S8JWm5k/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325849611806881570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/Sek4AR7mtyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EBC7S8JWm5k/s200/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also came sealed, ensuring you the tip top hygiene protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/Sek3gH_wsrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/bGY6x2KRLOA/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325849059384144562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/Sek3gH_wsrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/bGY6x2KRLOA/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing is, it blended onto my skin so effortlessly, I top it up with my foundation. Seriously, it didn't look like it's on my face, covering my acne scar just so nicely, like it's my second skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been using the cream for over a week. Not too sure if it's psychology, or my blemises are actually improving. We shall let time tell us the truth. For now, I am really glad I got the cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pro:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Cheaper than other brand in the market&lt;br /&gt;2)Came sealed ensuring hygiene protection&lt;br /&gt;3)Blends like second skin&lt;br /&gt;4)Doesn't look like heavy make-up at all&lt;br /&gt;5)Blemishes seems to be healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Shade is light, but you can put on your dark foundation on top to solve this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19264797-7788983846272764359?l=little-world-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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on Saturday.. :-) Usual price: S$2.50/pc OR S$10/5pcs, but I could get them at a discounted rate.. :-) :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324380939803553874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeQAQUXZ8FI/AAAAAAAAAbk/6gmORwXMu9s/s200/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;White Flower range of mask comes in 13 types of extract:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP-uYo2VII/AAAAAAAAAbc/Zl8shs1xUsM/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324379257323279490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP-uYo2VII/AAAAAAAAAbc/Zl8shs1xUsM/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red Ginseng Collagen Mask Sheet: super antioxidant, cell renewing, nourishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP9RDYoatI/AAAAAAAAAbU/u481lPfdB6E/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324377653890280146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP9RDYoatI/AAAAAAAAAbU/u481lPfdB6E/s200/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conenzyme Q-10 Collagen Mask Sheet: firming, cell renewing, deep skin nourishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP7phYBu-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/xb8m68V_jbE/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324375875234413538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP7phYBu-I/AAAAAAAAAa8/xb8m68V_jbE/s200/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grape Essence Mask Sheet: firming, natural source for skin radiance, nourishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP6moJFs0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/QVbcSCmdmRA/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324374725999571778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP6moJFs0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/QVbcSCmdmRA/s200/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green Tea Essence Mask Sheet: firming, moisturising, purifying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP6SC-694I/AAAAAAAAAas/bWZm99qhfbA/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324374372427429762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP6SC-694I/AAAAAAAAAas/bWZm99qhfbA/s200/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Herb Collagen Mask Sheet: for troubled skin, revitalising, balancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP512cHd2I/AAAAAAAAAak/bs4YPGazcHM/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324373888023885666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP512cHd2I/AAAAAAAAAak/bs4YPGazcHM/s200/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pearl Collagen Mask Sheet: whitening, moisturising, firming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP5mPb-5gI/AAAAAAAAAac/vHmK2gxQBPY/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324373619856303618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP5mPb-5gI/AAAAAAAAAac/vHmK2gxQBPY/s200/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rice Collagen Mask Sheet: clarifying, immediate effects, radiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP4DpBvrSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FVD4eDXw8Jo/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324371925918526754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP4DpBvrSI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FVD4eDXw8Jo/s200/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomato Essence Mask Sheet: brightening, nourishing, natural skin renewal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP3Cvg3DnI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-L_Q_VBLfZk/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324370810968149618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP3Cvg3DnI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-L_Q_VBLfZk/s200/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cucumber Essence Mask Sheet: brightening, clarifying, soothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Masks I am going to try the next time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324377025112314994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SeP8sdASFHI/AAAAAAAAAbM/GOVOTiCF6zY/s200/Lemon+Essence.gif" border="0" /&gt; Lemon Essence Mask Sheet: whitening, firming, tightening, injection of Vitamin C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePyayXTPpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8gA4tQRjjD8/s1600-h/Loess+Collagen+Mask.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324365726492081810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePyayXTPpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8gA4tQRjjD8/s400/Loess+Collagen+Mask.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loess Collagen Mask Sheet: cleansing nourishing, detoxification using living enzymes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePx68OH77I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2W4R8z-mYzw/s1600-h/Aloe+Essence+Mask.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324365179382132658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePx68OH77I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2W4R8z-mYzw/s400/Aloe+Essence+Mask.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aloe Essence Mask Sheet: astringing, soothing, balance nourishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePxqACB1lI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/JeJ8NU-v3l4/s1600-h/Punica+Essence+Mask.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364888347366994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 69px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePxqACB1lI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/JeJ8NU-v3l4/s400/Punica+Essence+Mask.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Punica Essence Mask Sheet: powerful anti-oxidant, protective, revitalising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SePxR0rJToI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vc2xt15qXGI/s1600-h/Herb+Collagen+Mask.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364472981737090" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Doc said it’s not cancerous. We breathed a sigh of relief. We really can’t imagine if the worst happen to her at this age. Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it’s something called for celebration. Hubby brought me to Bugis for my favorite dinner. I had lamb chop and he had chicken chop at V8 Restaurant at Bugis Junction. Then we walked about at Bugis Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. yeah, how would I go home without purchasing something…. Well, I planned to get some foundation to replace the old one, so I am not guilty of impulse purchase. In fact, it has been so loooong since I last impulse purchased. :-p Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this PRIVIA peeling gel. It is a gentle action gel, perfect for deep and thorough exfoliation. You can feel the “residue” when you rub and rub gently on your face. Good to remove dead skin cells to accelerate skin renewal. And what’s more, it is enriched with Vitamin C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packaging is pretty, isn’t it? The price was reasonable too. :-) Hubby liked the feeling after the exfoliation, “smoother” he said. I think so too… hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SbHX72Wy8RI/AAAAAAAAAYs/c_2syj2h95I/s1600-h/IMG_0003_resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310262858849906962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SbHX72Wy8RI/AAAAAAAAAYs/c_2syj2h95I/s320/IMG_0003_resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Beautiful packaging :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, I deviated a bit from my “original” plan, to buy foundation. Hahaha… as usual.. tried on the PRIVIA Clear 2-Way Cake. You know, I can’t help praising the packaging.. the shiny and beautiful packaging is really attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was told this 2-way cake is one of the professional series. It has micro particle pearl content, to give my skin a shimmering (whitening) look under natural sunlight. It’s excellent concealment for skin blemishes, pores and fine wrinkles. Collagen lifting complex content enhances skin’s elasticity. It’s suitable for problematic skin with firming properties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried it on my hand, it’s really very natural, almost transparent, blended so well onto my skin. Reaching home, I couldn’t wait exploring it, it actually came with a clear plastic “divider” between the cake and the sponge compartment. The sponge was soft and smooth. What’s more, it actually came with an extra sponge! What a purchase…. :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SbHXxNEJscI/AAAAAAAAAYk/PSgdZXDcqFI/s1600-h/IMG_0004_resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310262675967160770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SbHXxNEJscI/AAAAAAAAAYk/PSgdZXDcqFI/s320/IMG_0004_resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Look at my happy face! :-D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To top it all, I was so attracted to the WHITE FLOWER’s Colourful Days range of lipstick. They have 22 colours for all kind of mood! Hahaha.. I got something more suitable for my personality, something nice, yet not too outstanding. Bought #C13 sweet pink brown, it’s really sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SbHXh1x4T4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/kek6hrHnwk8/s1600-h/IMG_0010_resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310262412018470786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ZA__CgkeSM/SbHXh1x4T4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/kek6hrHnwk8/s320/IMG_0010_resized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Really sweet colour... :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Got to know that the shop actually carries many range of product, PRIVIA, WHITE FLOWER, AIZIM, ORANGE AVENUE (OA), and the latest addition is ELEVEE. 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Copy from "Start Copy" until "End of Copy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Before "End of Copy", share your best memories of 2007 include your name and your URL blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Share this tag to your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For me, the year 2007 had a lot of happiness (and hope for 2008). Happiness because i see my son, grow and grow day by day. I have a great husband. I met lots of new friends from around the world via blogging ^_^ - &lt;a href="http://julianarw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juliana RW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In 2007, I become happier than before because my hubby’s got promotion and sure his salary had been increased. This had made my life more comfortable but everything seemed to cost an arm and a leg nowadays. The happiest memory is I see Nelson’s tummy becoming bigger and bigger, he can now count number 1 to number 10, by my guidance. He loves eating and he enjoys every meal. He gives us a lot of happiness by the way he mimic our talking style and making such lovely faces. At first, I was so scared to look after him but now I hope he can be with me all the time. Even I feel tired everyday but I feel my life is meaningful. &lt;a href="http://www.simhazel.com/"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking back at 2007, it signifies a few milestones of my life.. the major one of course being the birth of baby zen.. awwww... He was absolutely a delight, though there were times when we were so worried he was not getting enough milk.. as he wasn't gaining weight as much as he should. Now, looking at him, we feel that we had done something right in our lifetime to deserve such such a wonderful baby.. Thank you hubby for giving us baby zen :-) &lt;a href="http://magicalmilestone.blogspot.com/"&gt;sting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year has been another roller-coaster year for me. The best memories are the time when Aldrin uttered words of promises to me that things would be better this year onwards although until end of the year nothing much has improved. Also the best memories when I first got my pay slip and saw that it was true that I got a 47% salary raised from my lowly unjustified old salary. I am also happy to see my beloved sister happily got married and watching Jojo (my dog) grow up to be an adorable, beautiful and obedient 2 year old ;p - &lt;a href="http://amidrin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amidrin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a great start in the beginning, but things just got better and better, in personal life and also at work. I am grateful for everything and am looking forward to another great year ahead. - &lt;a href="http://little-world-of-thoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colleen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;~ End of Copy ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am passing this tag to &lt;a href="http://silverhorsegunnysack.blogspot.com/"&gt;Babyfiona&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kev-walkabout.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kev&lt;/a&gt;. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy New Year everyone... May everyone be well and happy.... :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19264797-2416595405108188682?l=little-world-of-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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