<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 26 Sep 2024 02:06:17 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>HeartLand</category><category>Sit Back n Relax</category><category>Daily Readings From The Word Of The Buddha</category><category>Buddhism Related</category><category>((( Announcement )))</category><category>Sharing</category><category>Reviews</category><category>Gallery</category><title>~ My Life Journey ~</title><description>Life is full of ups n downs n itz always like a dream but it is good to dream, be it good or bad - waking up to a new beginning, a new chapter, a new life. :)</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-4986441309624352070</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T09:03:46.597+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sit Back n Relax</category><title>Your Kid&#39;s Name Tells Something About YOU! =D</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;postbody&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your kids names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children. &quot;You all have obsessions,&quot; he observed.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;To the first mother, Mary, he said, &quot;You are obsessed with &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt;. You&#39;ve even named your daughter &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;He turned to the second Mom, Ann: &quot;Your obsession is with &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;.. Again, it manifests itself in your child&#39;s name, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Penny&lt;/span&gt;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;He turned to the third Mom, Joyce: &quot;Your obsession is &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt;. This too shows itself in your child&#39;s name, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Brandy&lt;/span&gt;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand, and whispered, &quot;Come on, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Dick&lt;/span&gt;, this guy has no idea what he&#39;s talking about.  Let&#39;s pick up Peter and Willy from school and go get dinner!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;span class=&quot;postbody&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-kids-name-tells-something-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-204504150687360995</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 03:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-28T11:45:13.547+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sit Back n Relax</category><title></title><description>Hey All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m back again but with something to relax again but I know some are quite old already which some of you may find it familiar. Anyway, hope you enjoy it. 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Wonder if it&#39;s because they really do not know how to do it so anyhow &#39;hamtum&#39;, really &#39;ignorant&#39; or had done it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another one from my girl&#39;s classmate, P4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Maths questions showed a picture of a calculator and the question asked to find a solution as the buttons 6 and 9 are faulty (can&#39;t remember the exact question now but something like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how my girl&#39;s classmate answer? Hahaha, some may have guessed it right. He wrote on his paper to get a new one! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl and the rest of the classmates asked him that this is a Maths question, why is he giving such a &#39;ridiculous&#39; answer? His reply was because he really thought the answer is so (it&#39;s either he doesn&#39;t know how to work out the solution or that he really thought it&#39;s a straight forward question but forgetting that this is a Maths question :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, now adays kids can really bring you lots of frustrations and laughter as most of them are in between the &#39;too matured for their age and actually not matured yet&#39;.... speechless...  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Mummy/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-all-im-back-again-but-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ796j1jjThNNyjqBuCUzyf9sY4GX5NWp1LnaI0iZ8eWdVeB8iHE1qGMN0v4p4yGBl8orxhtAzkaZfKiTEOInOA62nGKoemAm15JozvIon09pOW_vkdtyh423YrTISiaGQa9b2QCGKJjQY/s72-c/Name+a+Pair+of+Verticle+Angle.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-2248868831004204287</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T15:24:53.801+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>What&#39;s actually going on?!</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Sorry readers, this is my vent post again. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s been so many years and things still haven&#39;t pick up a bit, not even slightly smoother....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now both my younger gal, coming 10 this year and myself are getting more and more hospital appointments with different specialists...my gal alone has follow-up for her asthma prob and uro and she is due for a kidney scan as well and what else I cannot recall off hand now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, I have appointments starting from this month till June for a brain scan, nerve test at SGH, breasts and womb related at KK and heart scan at Heart Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak...so far, these are the ones which I can recall now...but it&#39;s already a handful, isn&#39;t it? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my hubby&#39;s the most &#39;jialat&#39; one la...pocket already got holes le, now? Don&#39;t know sell his a** got ppl want or not...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my eldest gal, who is now 18, is jobless. I have tried to help create a resume and sent to many agencies and companies but still no news. I know it&#39;s not easy for her to get a job compared to others because she has only an &#39;N&#39; level cert without any real working experience yet plus no special skill too. Of course I did warn her before that even ppl with good qualifications or experience is not easy to get a job nowadays too due to the economic crisis. Even told her to accept just any job that comes by first, better than being jobless which could be as long as a year also not surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my very adorable yet mischevious and pattern many many little &#39;daodan&#39; baby boy...poor boy...he has this what chinese call &#39;zhen yan&#39; - bak jiam in hokkien, a kind of eye infection for many months for his right eyes and now his left eye too. :(  Has seen a number of pd and gp, had taken antibiotics and applied eye cream but still the same. No choice, sent him to KK to see an eye specialist and was told to have an op. Already scheduled a date for the op but I believe I will not be sending him for the op as I rejected it strongly. I&#39;d rather he takes a longer time to heal (bad mummy, poor baby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...my eldest gal and her dad had a fight again...now having cold war again I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me for money again and told me not to let her dad knows and she requested me to allow her to go Thailand AGAIN! Previously when she asked, I do not agree...of course not la cos her intention is to go there and to &#39;meddle&#39; with what ppl call it the &#39;gui gia&#39;/&#39;xiao gui&#39; - little ghost! She said her friend has it and it&#39;s cute and fun all these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my hubby and myself had told her umpteen times NOT to meddle with all this when she brought up the topic that she has the intention to get one too...alamak...just don&#39;t understand why now so big already still doesn&#39;t listen!&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1H7XTCIKX8p3qxsnsUXcdKk5Ftt7u2zz-CTZxSMm4oUHGOMzpaRtsNay-FyEkoItO7n68g6hKugpY8YCuJhKjIMBV_76d-wOKP0WOcnlsFLUG8o6XBR5slpqamEHTHoOcQrg8ETO5tm3T/s1600-h/25012nn8hzndkdh.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 41px; height: 37px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1H7XTCIKX8p3qxsnsUXcdKk5Ftt7u2zz-CTZxSMm4oUHGOMzpaRtsNay-FyEkoItO7n68g6hKugpY8YCuJhKjIMBV_76d-wOKP0WOcnlsFLUG8o6XBR5slpqamEHTHoOcQrg8ETO5tm3T/s200/25012nn8hzndkdh.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309229025272199826&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when just now she brought this up again, I was so angry and disappointed that I told her that I&#39;m not gonna bother anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mad and sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time patching this pair of father and daughter up  a few years back when they had cold war for about 1/2 a yr or more and now again?! Really faint! Worse is, the both of them are of the same kind also very stubborn type and quite an MCP type de...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender...I really surrender le...haiz...&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgodZ0dNFV9fLrXuZ41Hub1GZhQteqH9PY7tU3eXggJzghE8xvgLpM2WyXx3y9O77fH6arnDA5UGiK6zD_705C_H7uqURCpPZPW25vzynAezuOeRRAbpXk4yxbNkTsJQSE6eFgik-YrIPei/s1600-h/348995d1zuh9elrl.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgodZ0dNFV9fLrXuZ41Hub1GZhQteqH9PY7tU3eXggJzghE8xvgLpM2WyXx3y9O77fH6arnDA5UGiK6zD_705C_H7uqURCpPZPW25vzynAezuOeRRAbpXk4yxbNkTsJQSE6eFgik-YrIPei/s200/348995d1zuh9elrl.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309229613271875458&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can see lots of stars spinning and sparkling around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-actually-going-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1H7XTCIKX8p3qxsnsUXcdKk5Ftt7u2zz-CTZxSMm4oUHGOMzpaRtsNay-FyEkoItO7n68g6hKugpY8YCuJhKjIMBV_76d-wOKP0WOcnlsFLUG8o6XBR5slpqamEHTHoOcQrg8ETO5tm3T/s72-c/25012nn8hzndkdh.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-6163014010046351151</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 14:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-16T23:00:07.136+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sit Back n Relax</category><title>English.  English?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Received these from my inbox. Found them interesting thus sharing with all readers. Enjoy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAa7OJOLa3zFHtYr2mfIrnoUISXnS34pYOzknb3gPYnAgNR2wpi18FnZWnCSD8Sav7a-Ip0i9w_fIj7Xog4cvcmb2q3IAFOSDT3gqe5EBmKk-_O-5t8VjHTYpHFiJVMSn2g-OJIFGwXDM/s1600-h/Fall+into+the+river+carefully.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 127px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAa7OJOLa3zFHtYr2mfIrnoUISXnS34pYOzknb3gPYnAgNR2wpi18FnZWnCSD8Sav7a-Ip0i9w_fIj7Xog4cvcmb2q3IAFOSDT3gqe5EBmKk-_O-5t8VjHTYpHFiJVMSn2g-OJIFGwXDM/s320/Fall+into+the+river+carefully.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280399436627180130&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time, make sure you FALL into the river with your child....but...carefully. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvk3FgnER2RxmkyqQE_X4xXdA9dG2f377bMM5WFUqSax2SkbxSjLnYK055Ny4C_PNBY_OsIpOt4xcutBIR6-D6aMcDzPZISO9zBWhMQzVHOxFUsKEsYbovLPo0fe0HBSIGcoEeplDYVRHZ/s1600-h/Hang+the+workers.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 105px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvk3FgnER2RxmkyqQE_X4xXdA9dG2f377bMM5WFUqSax2SkbxSjLnYK055Ny4C_PNBY_OsIpOt4xcutBIR6-D6aMcDzPZISO9zBWhMQzVHOxFUsKEsYbovLPo0fe0HBSIGcoEeplDYVRHZ/s320/Hang+the+workers.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280399894935613090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These workers job is tough...the poor workers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlv6Wv1nVMaFnvJDvLgfhWQ59kXkl2vQp0lqTGoEhE34LC_m5Uj5RxNAGjD5D3ew6eyDMwCTHgcwf3NnB9z0NHS7iRqjOMeiJQmn0jOqxf2JNaqsjgJllSb5k0iaRSjyPZ5YZ4ccWHUTYU/s1600-h/No+feeding.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; 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alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280400625710650402&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...Really wish to know the person who will use their private part as bait...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQ1gKPJYzLActKnIxbnDNCIVVf8EPCE90IfysYUjjctXtc40Ins8WgNRLd-NL6m50Qi9cxMrRqlOOe1-u02BEn39GMhWJhVi8ddN4TzE2RXWwMulw5CjIS4eQn7ellpwHP6l10GmVnfdf/s1600-h/Suspicious+Supermarket.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 148px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQ1gKPJYzLActKnIxbnDNCIVVf8EPCE90IfysYUjjctXtc40Ins8WgNRLd-NL6m50Qi9cxMrRqlOOe1-u02BEn39GMhWJhVi8ddN4TzE2RXWwMulw5CjIS4eQn7ellpwHP6l10GmVnfdf/s320/Suspicious+Supermarket.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401201582477442&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...but out of curiosity...I may still go kpo kpo...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLmvNkKral4sMH04supgGksJa9dxFgQDzuSx3eB0UH7UiZhjMeabxVG_sloTWkw37SxxjEnpsFHy53yQb4-N4X_tK12e5qA53KkELvL5jDuhb9hy6fAkuZ8h3lZ2WBHfDGWppTzpgso75/s1600-h/Wash+ur+clothes+in+coleslaw.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilLmvNkKral4sMH04supgGksJa9dxFgQDzuSx3eB0UH7UiZhjMeabxVG_sloTWkw37SxxjEnpsFHy53yQb4-N4X_tK12e5qA53KkELvL5jDuhb9hy6fAkuZ8h3lZ2WBHfDGWppTzpgso75/s320/Wash+ur+clothes+in+coleslaw.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401509211576994&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...new method? For bleaching or softening purpose? Keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/12/english-english.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAa7OJOLa3zFHtYr2mfIrnoUISXnS34pYOzknb3gPYnAgNR2wpi18FnZWnCSD8Sav7a-Ip0i9w_fIj7Xog4cvcmb2q3IAFOSDT3gqe5EBmKk-_O-5t8VjHTYpHFiJVMSn2g-OJIFGwXDM/s72-c/Fall+into+the+river+carefully.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-3844386202454991486</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 01:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-03T09:25:51.231+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Buddhism Related</category><title>破解自殺的秘咒 南懷瑾</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個故事發生在川東萬縣，也是有一位牢裏的犯人，也是想逃。這個人沒念過書，只聽過‘西遊記’裏有個孫悟空本身很大，上天下地，變來變去，所以，他在牢裏，天天就念齊天大聖孫悟空，求你救救我，傳我一點本事，讓我逃出來，天天念，天天求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怪了，結果夜裏做夢，孫悟空來了，教他打猴拳。坐了七八年牢，練了七八年猴拳，猴拳練得出神入化，手一揮，鐵條就彎了，他大搖大擺地從牢裏出來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逃出來以後，就靠教拳維生，同時也做了很多好事悔過。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天夜晚，看到一位穿白衣服的女孩，匆匆忙忙地鑽進一座宅院裏去。他好奇，運用他猴拳的功夫，也跟了進去。可是，進去以後，看不到人，難道是豬八戒的徒弟？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再 仔細一瞧，有個房間露出微微的燈光，裏面一個年輕女子準備上吊，那個穿白衣服的女人也出現了。那個年輕女子的頭往繩子裏套，那位白衣女子就在地上拜了拜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他懂了，在牢裏，他聽過凡是人想自殺，都有鬼在作祟，便趕緊一個箭步上去，把那個上吊的女子就下來，那個女鬼也跑掉。家裏人都出來謝他，不在話下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他 回家後，女鬼也跟來了，睡覺的時候，女鬼找上他了，女鬼說你破壞了我的事，你非死不可。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說我是孫悟空的徒弟，你這一套對我沒有用。女鬼說不行，你非死不 可。好吧！他就把繩子拿來掛上，脖子一運氣，當然吊不死。女鬼跪下一拜，他馬上感受到一股無形的重力從肩上下來；女鬼第二拜下來，力量更大，繩子也斷了。 這個女鬼奈何不了他，結果就哭起來了，因為找不到替身，無法投胎，很傷心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他看這個女鬼也蠻可憐的，他說這樣子好了，我們兩個合作，你是鬼，哪一家出事，你比我清楚，我會武功，我們去救人，功德做滿了，你好去投胎，我也好贖罪。女鬼也答應了，不再去害人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，這兩個－－一個是孫悟空的徒弟也是逃犯，一個女鬼，就合作起來。經過了五六年，做了很多好事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，女鬼向他跪下來。孫悟空的徒弟一看感到奇怪，說：‘唷？怎麼了？又來了？’ ‘不，我感謝你，這幾年跟著你，做了很多功德，現在，閻王那邊通知我，可以不用找替身直接投胎了。’女鬼還告訴他到哪里投胎，而且是個男孩，一百天後去看他。 他說：‘好啊！恭喜你！不過，你走了，沒有人給我打聽消息。’兩人互道珍重，就此告別。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，女鬼出了門，又走回來。‘怎麼？還有什麼事？’ ‘我忘了告訴你一個咒子，你再幫我做功德。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;要是有人受了氣，傷心想投水、上吊、想自殺，都有鬼跟著，告訴他只要這個咒子一念，就沒事了。’ ‘什麼咒子？’ 〝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;大千世界，無掛無礙。自去自來，自由自在。要生便生，莫找替代&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;。〞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這 個咒子很靈哦！我（南老師) 碰到過幾個人，告訴我心裏煩悶想自殺，我叫他趕快念。嘿！靈得很！一念就沒事。有時我看到這個人眼神不對，我就講這個故事給他聽，當然，他心裏有數。因為 有時侯有些話不能明講，你越勸他不要自殺，他偏要死給你看，那就糟糕了。告訴他這個故事，回去一念，自殺的心理就去掉了。你們回去也講一講這個故事，替那 位女鬼做做功德。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要小看這個咒子，這是有道理的，&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;這幾句話等於是‘圓覺經’的第一部，「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;雖然是無明，也是無掛無礙，來去自在」。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-3712613976704207484</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 07:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-28T15:07:43.799+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sit Back n Relax</category><title>Hypnotist</title><description>A woman comes home and tells her husband, &quot;Remember those headaches I&#39;ve been having all these years? Well, they are gone!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No more headaches?&quot; the husband asks, &quot;What happened?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife replies, &quot;Ivy referred me to a Hypnotist. He told me to stand in front of a mirror, stare at myself and repeat, I do not have a headache, I do not have a headache, I do not have a headache, it worked, the headaches are all gone!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband replies, Well! that&#39;s wondeful, good on you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife then says, &quot;You know, Dear, you haven&#39;t exactly been a ball of fire in the bedroom these last few years, Why don&#39;t you go and see the Hypnotist and see if he can do anything about it for you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband agrees to give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following his appointment, the husband comes home, rips off his clothes, pick up his wife and carries her into the bedroom. He put her on the bed and says, &quot;Don&#39;t move, I&#39;ll be right back!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes into the bathroom and comes back minutes later, jumps into bed and makes passionate love to his wife like never before. His wife says, &quot;WOW! that was wonderful!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband says, Don&#39;t move, I&#39;ll be right back and returns to the bathroom and and minutes later goes back to the bedroom and round 2 is even better than the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife sits up and her head is spinning and wondering what the ###### her man has taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband says again, &quot;Don&#39;t move, I&#39;ll be right back&quot; and with that he goes into the bathroom for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time his wife follows him into the bathroom and she sees him standing in front of the mirror saying, &quot;She&#39;s not my wife, she&#39;s not my wife, she&#39;s not my wife!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His funeral service will be held this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL....</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/hypnotist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-2176962490595339600</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T08:32:12.085+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">((( Announcement )))</category><title>((( ANNOUNCEMENT )))</title><description>Hi morning everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This announcement is specially for those who previously tried to look/ask for a job through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to inform you that due to my computer problem a few months ago, I am no longer in this field (as mine is a part-time, home based one hence can no longer do this since no computer) and I sincerely offer my apologies here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any inconveniences caused are also regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry. My apologies, and thank you for your kind understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/announcement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-8639141821831137117</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T10:39:26.177+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Miss Me? Lol</title><description>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time &#39;no see&#39; le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, luck has never been on my side for many years and now even worse. Since last year, most of the things in my house are either down, damaged or life shelf&#39;s up...haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing is, my two main communication &#39;devices&#39; died on me too - my hp and pc...alamak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally gotten my hp back from the service centre (after more than ONE MONTH!) and borrowed a monitor from a friend of my hubby&#39;s (initially thought may be the graphic card or what but just borrow a monitor to test lucky is monitor prob, so it makes things easier now). So, finally, get to use my pc again hence update here to let all readers know that I am actually still kicking and alive lol =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a set of cartoon vcds about Ji Gong Buddha as the offer is great. 10pcs of vcds for the price of less than one! Hehe... The good thing is, not only my gal loves watching it, even the baby and my dad (the old baby lol) love it too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking of bringing my gal for a movie today as she has not been to one for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update you guys again, need to rush off le. Cya and take care!! =)</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-me-lol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-2670924915952526481</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-16T16:08:39.512+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>The Ultimate Magic Illusion Show</title><description>We were given some complimentary tickets to watch the &quot;ULTIMATE MAGIC&quot; - SINGAPORE&#39;S FIRST PERMANENT ILLUSION SHOW&quot; by JC Sum and Ning at Clarke Quay, The Arena for our family. Hey mind you, it&#39;s not cheap ok! The tickets cost $55/adult and $27.50/child (all comes with a free drink)!  So can calcualte how much it would cost for the whole family to go and watch such a show. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.jcsum.com/images/back1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 361px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.jcsum.com/images/back1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we had no idea that it was illusion magic. We thought it was just those normal kind of magic tricks and were shocked and confused why would such a magic show costs so much! Well, now we know, because they aren&#39;t any normal magic. We really did not know what to expect until we have watched the show. But it is a good experience and exposure for our family I would say and...what a pretty babe! *drool* + envy...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not like any other normal magic show which you have watched before. It is something like what the famous &#39;illusionist&#39;/magician, David Copperfield who teleported himself at/to (?) the China&#39;s Great Wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the show did not give us much &#39;wow wow&#39; as we had anticipated some of the &#39;tricks&#39; and for some others, we simply do not quite believe it and we thought it may have something to do with the advanced technology =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a pity, I don&#39;t find the show &#39;high&#39; enough for us and that it&#39;s a bit too short. I really expected something more and something more exciting...keke... I was also lucky that my baby did not make noise else I&#39;ll be &#39;invited&#39; outside and won&#39;t be able to catch the show. Heng ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it&#39;s really an eye-opener for us as we had only watched David Copperfield from tv programs, especially our darling (younger gal). I think she was most amazed at the things the couple did. LOL. She was also quite embarrassed as she was invited by Sum to go on stage to assist him in one of his magic. In fact, she was not only embarrassed but was quite angry as well. Why? Because Sum was &#39;taking&#39; coins from some parts of her body and one of the parts required her to put her arms on her waist, bent the knees a bit and &#39;popped&#39; out came the coins...from her butts...so you say, will she be embarrassed and angry? Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to tell her not to put it to heart and this is such a rare opportunity (not to be embarrassed la) to be able to go on stage to assist an illutionist, not just a magician, and is considered a popular one in Asia too. This is something that not everyone get to have the chance but she did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few coaxing after the show, she then relaxed a bit...haiyo...she dare not even talk or ask the couple (not even the babe) anything. She was just too shy to do so and expect me to do so but I refused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we really enjoyed ourselves that night and even got the chance to see some of the decorated boat at Clarke Quay which we never have the chance to (not even Chinatown nor Chinese Garden *frown*). But our poor children were dead tired...and the poor parents too LOL.</description><enclosure type='' url='http://www.jcsum.com/arena.html' length='0'/><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/ultimate-magic-illusion-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-5436167045920948222</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 14:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-10T23:20:35.357+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>A TERRIBLE n MAD Woman now... =(</title><description>Now is already almost 11pm and I have not even taken my dinner yet. Just settled both my darlings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting more and more moody and down, always crying while showering or cry myself to sleep. Am always hiding to cry myself to...don&#39;t know what also...just feel super down and sad. Too many things have been weighing on me, really find it tough to &#39;放下&#39;.  I am good in preaching but I can&#39;t do it myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to act a tough one in front of others, even show a happy face when deep inside my heart, I am already bleeding profusely and full of holes...I am feeling terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently have read some news on cruelties to babies or children and I will feel very angry and sad about it but hey, am I any better than those stupid cruel ppl who ill-treated, seriously abused or killed the babies or children? I AM NO BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always abusing my younger gal too...I am always verbally abusing her...I am always hurting her with my words...I can say all kinds of very cruel and hurtful words to her...it&#39;s like...if I do not hurt her I am not happy kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I her biological mother?! I am! Sure I am but WHY am I doing this to her when she is considered a good and sensible child already(although she had deteriorated, not as good as before).  I don&#39;t even do this to my eldest gal although she is always giving me headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be it&#39;s because now my younger gal is staying with us and so she is an easier &#39;target&#39; plus she&#39;s weaker? I don&#39;t know why...WHY WHY WHY! Why must I let history repeat itself! My mother used to ill-treat me, always vent her anger on me and even treated me as transparent and now I am mentally torturing my own blood and flesh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like a devil...I am getting more terrible nowadays...so much so that I even HATE MYSELF TO CORE!!! What right and who am I to get angry with ppl who are almost the same as me or I may be even worse than them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always having thoughts of killing myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST HATE MYSELF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really a terrible mother...a monster...a witch...a devil...when a &#39;mother&#39; is supposed to be the most protective and loving being and is always the first to be with her child/children when something happens but ME????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In China, they would have said:&quot; 这种人应该抓去枪毙！！！ &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, how I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me? What should I do now? I really couldn&#39;t control myself anymore and medications not working for me!!!! What should I do? I really feel like dying...I am always crying myself to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely...so helpless...so useless and worthless...not surprising if one day I suddenly &#39;disappear&#39;, no more posting in forum and no more blog entries from me at all...then you all may guess that I could have been gone forever for good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I mean, why should ppl like me be alive to torture and be a burden of those around me? Why should their life or future be ruined because of me? Everyone would be spitting at me right now if I was the one in the news that had brought some terrible harm or caused the death of a child or whatever or whoever...so why pity this kind of ppl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls, I seriously am pleading for HELPPPPPPP!!! Can someone just kill me for goodness sake!!! It&#39;s not that I dare not die...I have &#39;died&#39; a few times but I just didn&#39;t die in the end. My time&#39;s not up yet or my eight characters are just too &#39;tough&#39; (命硬 ). I also do not wish to commit suicide in case my younger gal will thought that she was the one who had brought upon my death and thus will feel guilty and remorseful then I dare not think what will she become after that...but if I am being killed is different. Things could be much better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can&#39;t think anymore...yesterday&#39;s headache was enough to kill me but it did not...I always have such headache non-stop for 24hrs or more...continuously....NON-STOP. It&#39;s still there when I go to sleep and wake up with the pain still there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking of seeking the help of a hypnotist but no recommendation...not sure how is it like and if it&#39;s expensive or I should try changing to another psychiatrist to see if things improve? It&#39;s not that I do not bother...for the sake of my children, I wanted, I wish and needed help for myself but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM AT A LOST AGAIN....haiz...  =(</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/terrible-n-mad-woman-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-7608836951660908935</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 08:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T18:13:53.680+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Perspective View  观点 = 论点</title><description>I believe many ppl have noticed, or in fact, we ourselves are always complaining about this and that or not happy over that and this, always feeling the unjustiness and why is this so and not so or vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so? Because our life now is so much more better than before since most ppl are able to afford so many things now and can even always go for a tour at least once a year (ok, now I may seem like &#39;complaining&#39; cos I never get the chance to do so, not even the nearest one, ya la, envying la actually haha)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many examples which I can start off with, hope that it will not arouse any unhappiness among some group of ppl or arguement as these are just my very own view on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__TaV5hXqPK8SsbYLb_rUlY7vY_UkrQSiigDCjC75iqIv6rn4Swdhj_8G2D4OZW1FMDvOraEMxplDy4u1w3BEmMGagjT2I-_dP7pEw-vx9F8uTBcHwB0fN-72NGlLP_XYrDWeS-22DFdj/s1600-h/51916in6wuj9cfx.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__TaV5hXqPK8SsbYLb_rUlY7vY_UkrQSiigDCjC75iqIv6rn4Swdhj_8G2D4OZW1FMDvOraEMxplDy4u1w3BEmMGagjT2I-_dP7pEw-vx9F8uTBcHwB0fN-72NGlLP_XYrDWeS-22DFdj/s320/51916in6wuj9cfx.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242448122602464482&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was very unhappy because her colleague cum good friend was given a much higher bonus and pay increase than her and the reason to be unhappy over this instead of being happy for her friend was she was the one who had gotten her friend into her company and so they worked in the same department. Now, this relationship was strained because of this. All along she was thinking that since she was the one who recommended her friend into the company and she worked longer than she was, she should be getting more bonus and pay increase than her instead but now it had turned out this way. Her friend, on the other hand, was feeling very &#39;guilty&#39; over this so she approached the top management asking not to have the pay increase and bonus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you have read this far and I believe there are at least 3 groups of ppl here with different thoughts and feelings. One group that feels for the one who &#39;digged her own grave&#39;, another group who thinks the one who had gotten the bonus and higher pay increase being stupid and silly and the group who feels nothing to either party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF. I am saying IF there is only Right or Wrong to most issues, why then there are always a different answer, different view and even different solution to that one issue???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us grow up in a different environment, different families, different sets of moral values, different education (some went overseas, some study in international sch...) and in the process of growing up, each of us will have different exposure to different things and ppl, thus having different experiences in things and ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of these, of course our mind-set and attitude towards all things and ppl are different which will affect our views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&#39;s imagine we are sitting in a circle with an object at the centre. Due to the different angles that we sit, the object we view are definitely different, even a rounded object is not spared because even if the object still looks exactly the same from all angles, but do not forget, due to the lighting and all, there will still be some differences to the object such as some parts may be &#39;darker/dimmer&#39; or &#39;lighter/brighter&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a story which I would like to share with you but it is in Chinese. My apologies to those who are not able to read Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;和尚和女人的故事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从前，有个老和尚带着小和尚下山去化缘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走到一条大河边的时候，看见有个妇女很焦急的 站在河边不能过河。于是老和尚走上去帮助她，背着她过了河，然后继续往前走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小和尚看到这样的情形，心中顿生疑惑。走了很远的一段路了，终于忍不住问老和 尚：“师父，我们不是有戒律是男女授受不亲吗？你为什么还要背女人过河呢？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老和尚叹道：路都走了这么远,我早已放下，你却还没放下。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this story the older monk was only purely having the mindset of helping the woman, nothing to do with lust or sort while the younger monk was just &#39;sticking&#39; to the rules. Was the older or younger monk in the wrong or both or both are not in the wrong? You think yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I trying to tell or prove? Nothing actually. I was only trying to voice out my own view because I saw many comments on many ppl which I feel personally that we...ok, me. I would always try to understand the whole scenario first before jumping to any conclusion or suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take an instance. I know some devotees or followers who &#39;offer&#39; (sorry, not sure of the correct term for it) the monks/masters cars or watches etc.  To some ppl, they may find it unacceptable because they feel that &#39;real&#39; monks are not supposed to accept such things while some think that it is ok since ppl offered, it&#39;s not as though the monks bought it themselves. Who&#39;s right or wrong? I can only say these are all ppl&#39;s different perspective views, no right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the monks/masters? Well, I only know that some accept it just because they are offerings, NOT because they are merz or rolexes, it&#39;s just because they are simply transport while the other one tells you time (now, don&#39;t tell me they do not need any transport or the need to know time too). In this case, it is quite similar to the above Chinese story while for the rest who do not belong to this category, I cannot comment much, so I will not further talk or elaborate more on this case. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also part of the reason why I prefer to mention this after the story and not before so that...hopefully readers are able to better understand what I am trying to write on how I feel towards such cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note : These are all just MY OWN PERSPECTIVE VIEW, without any intention to argue on any statement, anyone or what ever sorts. Thank you.</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/perspective-view.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__TaV5hXqPK8SsbYLb_rUlY7vY_UkrQSiigDCjC75iqIv6rn4Swdhj_8G2D4OZW1FMDvOraEMxplDy4u1w3BEmMGagjT2I-_dP7pEw-vx9F8uTBcHwB0fN-72NGlLP_XYrDWeS-22DFdj/s72-c/51916in6wuj9cfx.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-2056777386650601609</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T13:30:26.013+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Yippee!!!</title><description>Yeh! I finally know...ya...FINALLY...know how to tweak the designs or skins of my blog better than before!&lt;br /&gt;Well, but it seems like I have taken too long to really know how to do better &lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNs3fBjTKLnFUVJ35ZJiDoBYY3lK4tmRZglIji2AAUdjORSaAaOp-YFc2uWHTOSBflICHgVd_GSN_QZxcZmNJ1djOsWtwbQfyGogwgbsHZq0mYfTcS-yHs1qAzDtOemPLksmnRHMUo5ba/s1600-h/blush.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNs3fBjTKLnFUVJ35ZJiDoBYY3lK4tmRZglIji2AAUdjORSaAaOp-YFc2uWHTOSBflICHgVd_GSN_QZxcZmNJ1djOsWtwbQfyGogwgbsHZq0mYfTcS-yHs1qAzDtOemPLksmnRHMUo5ba/s320/blush.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242405117091822562&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope you guys like my new blog skin. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do come back often to check out my blog ya...take care guys! Cya again! =D</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/yippee.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNs3fBjTKLnFUVJ35ZJiDoBYY3lK4tmRZglIji2AAUdjORSaAaOp-YFc2uWHTOSBflICHgVd_GSN_QZxcZmNJ1djOsWtwbQfyGogwgbsHZq0mYfTcS-yHs1qAzDtOemPLksmnRHMUo5ba/s72-c/blush.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-7682003696078972282</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-23T11:56:02.822+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>WHO &#39;should&#39; be dying instead?!?!?!</title><description>What kind of luck are we really having? It&#39;s been for years...and each year it&#39;s getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eldest gal feel like dying cos of relationship problem (not boy girl though but girl girl - whenever dis 2 gals wanna ditch her, she will be &#39;crazy&#39; and always thinking and even attempted to die haiz)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest gal also feel like dying due to stress and unhappiness from some teachers and peers...and...ok, I admit, sometimes from me too as I always yelled and screamed at her...I was not able to control as I had not been on any medication or treatment for quite some time as my psychiatrist was on holiday....  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my hubby had an accident and I&#39;m partly responsible because a few days ago I already had the instinct that he may have an accident but I did not tell, not even warned him anything about it. If I did, at least this accident can (may) be avoided, but fortunately he was not injured. A-Mi-Tuo-Fo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals, you all do not have to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  SHOULD  BE  THE  ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be the one and I am and I WANT to die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you do not have to die...PLEASE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weak heart too, not just weak health...and not forgetting my unstable and weak mental health and state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn&#39;t take all these anymore...I still have more things and important things to worry about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more than willing to replace all of you to leave this family and world to that far away place...which I do not even know where too...or is there such a place that really exists??? But anyway, I think I should and will be in HELL after I&#39;ve died...if such place really do exists...which I personally believe it does....</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-should-be-dying-instead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-1846438546408032059</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-08T00:20:53.008+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sit Back n Relax</category><title>How Old Is Your Brain</title><description>Hey guys, this is really a good brain and eyes exercise. Try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How old is your brain? Make sure you are fresh and fully concentrating when you play this the very FIRST TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Only the FIRST GAME should be the REAL result.&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure of Flash Fabrica Game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;1. Click &#39;start&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;2.  Wait for the 3, 2, 1 count down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;3.  Memorize the number&#39;s position on the screen, then click each circle from the&lt;br /&gt;   smallest number to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;biggest number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;4.  At the end of game, it will tell you how old your brain is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://flashfabrica.com/f_learning/brain/brain.html&quot;&gt;http://flashfabrica.com/f_learning/brain/brain.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-old-is-your-brain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-8940408151841349761</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 14:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-07T23:23:55.128+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Darling&#39;s Birthday Party</title><description>As mentioned earlier, my darling (younger gal) held her very first BBQ birthday party at my uncle&#39;s condo for her 9th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had prepared lots of goodies bags and some balloons for the children. Oh my, it was really tedious to even just pump the balloons and still got to tie some of them onto a stick for the younger kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Faint* cos out of breath and strength le. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s some of the updates of the day  : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUJM_XHb0PNSp5CAEGrBkCTUS283Spq5syiXvRqvkT0Q9uY3AZ_NgBMrARwoVuHNE4epsunupKka3o-wPeGTCbAmLeoUuK139keiRsDEjr-aGYodpG90xNht4xpoCOWlgh-_LQuPMmisC/s1600-h/Darling+wif+frens+at+playgrd.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 205px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUJM_XHb0PNSp5CAEGrBkCTUS283Spq5syiXvRqvkT0Q9uY3AZ_NgBMrARwoVuHNE4epsunupKka3o-wPeGTCbAmLeoUuK139keiRsDEjr-aGYodpG90xNht4xpoCOWlgh-_LQuPMmisC/s320/Darling+wif+frens+at+playgrd.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231791333509985890&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipMcA5w1bePsW7LMBRknWPEnMRDtIrFsaZPZBQlWWcwI4Uvy-YqC8ycQoM9_6vK_Mq2rXI8VhqO0kMExOmeg5vSbRjPzek4iajn6Uknn3iEef7h9QO2WE9xjyVWNGXhZj-tXAWGRjAjLO/s1600-h/Darling+wif+frens+at+poolside.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipMcA5w1bePsW7LMBRknWPEnMRDtIrFsaZPZBQlWWcwI4Uvy-YqC8ycQoM9_6vK_Mq2rXI8VhqO0kMExOmeg5vSbRjPzek4iajn6Uknn3iEef7h9QO2WE9xjyVWNGXhZj-tXAWGRjAjLO/s320/Darling+wif+frens+at+poolside.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231791476439012130&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday girl posing with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLhLa8XwtlHoQyLAi-T_PscHuQdHiCUMQgEGUXSd1T6qTW4xgmgRuLDMr8QwEmR5fDLlCltlE8EsbIjRKD2DUTFCBhd8rG-bRU42dO6cva0lDfJugHY4ded5gl0iD4cooPNWIpc84cAe-/s1600-h/Fujun+n+Caifeng2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 211px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLhLa8XwtlHoQyLAi-T_PscHuQdHiCUMQgEGUXSd1T6qTW4xgmgRuLDMr8QwEmR5fDLlCltlE8EsbIjRKD2DUTFCBhd8rG-bRU42dO6cva0lDfJugHY4ded5gl0iD4cooPNWIpc84cAe-/s320/Fujun+n+Caifeng2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231791816469148226&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&quot;Hey, who are you?!  How dare you &#39;kidnap&#39; me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigxLyR4nFBO1zpWcGcdSkY81DjGjHrji2CzRCW-j_BDu-9BJHn1Tnauv89Md9ztPj9qnJHwzVoKQqlxREFlENnic3xpDDQaaHM1Bj1IPZlgjNVDVdHbmD2w06TbBNARLrSraaxuzlMiuam/s1600-h/Fujun+n+Caifeng.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 210px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigxLyR4nFBO1zpWcGcdSkY81DjGjHrji2CzRCW-j_BDu-9BJHn1Tnauv89Md9ztPj9qnJHwzVoKQqlxREFlENnic3xpDDQaaHM1Bj1IPZlgjNVDVdHbmD2w06TbBNARLrSraaxuzlMiuam/s320/Fujun+n+Caifeng.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231792110217179074&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&#39;You shall be beheaded for kidnapping me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(my poor buddy! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3u-RkvnULIyljiWxRAkbdF_d_oT5KyP6D_mdz23_CS8iURtRNi9V5wbbXEz1XPbNTGU5CjQL7r7Itw1q-o5e29SJNIzIj8KaiFBXD5RXHPr8sLRZdQ0agmapxVWPjH9zbSBAgekW_vI23/s1600-h/Fujun+n+Caifeng3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 217px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3u-RkvnULIyljiWxRAkbdF_d_oT5KyP6D_mdz23_CS8iURtRNi9V5wbbXEz1XPbNTGU5CjQL7r7Itw1q-o5e29SJNIzIj8KaiFBXD5RXHPr8sLRZdQ0agmapxVWPjH9zbSBAgekW_vI23/s320/Fujun+n+Caifeng3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231792476392650706&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Ok, CUT! Good take!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Posing for the &#39;reporters&#39; after &#39;filming&#39;.  Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8_G4GcRJyScR1je_x3j3Pq3d4rzmFqh_8-jLnpafl7XoboZQoHSrqN7Ru3foetgQRmcOPHuKfcldhrjr2NOabdREL3-VZCGVF40BSd0-FCAcfVKVtl79e7HwPVboimVxhh0AZvcTAaUK/s1600-h/Darling&#39;s+Birthday+cake.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 220px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8_G4GcRJyScR1je_x3j3Pq3d4rzmFqh_8-jLnpafl7XoboZQoHSrqN7Ru3foetgQRmcOPHuKfcldhrjr2NOabdREL3-VZCGVF40BSd0-FCAcfVKVtl79e7HwPVboimVxhh0AZvcTAaUK/s320/Darling&#39;s+Birthday+cake.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231792872338146738&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought for my gal as her birthday present by my aunt-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But had spelt my gal&#39;s name wrongly...but it&#39;s ok.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m just more than happy to receive such a nice cake for my gal&lt;br /&gt;which she never had before  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R3Y8Q4XbYf7wftHXNFZ0vbEYKK_QU8WkEbcN8K3X_cVfBOFGs4-qkn5JQLQSQJZ6h5r-cQ7ETk49OdWZOu8w9YBDqqdjGJ_7yneUl_g8NCL_0X85zRrm9J0hKvM_v-SnqZkkn4yZQo5x/s1600-h/Darling+cutting+cake4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 219px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6R3Y8Q4XbYf7wftHXNFZ0vbEYKK_QU8WkEbcN8K3X_cVfBOFGs4-qkn5JQLQSQJZ6h5r-cQ7ETk49OdWZOu8w9YBDqqdjGJ_7yneUl_g8NCL_0X85zRrm9J0hKvM_v-SnqZkkn4yZQo5x/s320/Darling+cutting+cake4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231793185439272594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday girl was feeling rather shy yet happy cutting the cake&lt;br /&gt;in front of so many ppl for the 1st time  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJIGtPELvtRbsqMuvCL6bwgHMENbkN2IZY0XFv-DwW-3vmE8h_-yie0SSJSOFZwKKntwWldn52rvydqUBBIapSkVfid02FkdDlguclgneoeBRUr0WWtd-1Ti1txsDnTH_PfKDv3V7nS8Ra/s1600-h/Giving+out+the+cake3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 221px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJIGtPELvtRbsqMuvCL6bwgHMENbkN2IZY0XFv-DwW-3vmE8h_-yie0SSJSOFZwKKntwWldn52rvydqUBBIapSkVfid02FkdDlguclgneoeBRUr0WWtd-1Ti1txsDnTH_PfKDv3V7nS8Ra/s320/Giving+out+the+cake3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231793702371141938&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone was busy helping out to cut and distribute the cake but...&lt;br /&gt;mummy&#39;s missing in action (MIA)!&lt;br /&gt;(Mummy went into hiding liao wahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;After cutting the cake, I had some games for the kids and they enjoyed it a lot but a bit &#39;regretted&#39; and feeling guilty because by that time, many of the guests with kids had already left.  We had not checked the time for that day, all was too busy entertaining either with the guests or like for me, our Prince (la)! *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/08/darlings-birthday-party.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUJM_XHb0PNSp5CAEGrBkCTUS283Spq5syiXvRqvkT0Q9uY3AZ_NgBMrARwoVuHNE4epsunupKka3o-wPeGTCbAmLeoUuK139keiRsDEjr-aGYodpG90xNht4xpoCOWlgh-_LQuPMmisC/s72-c/Darling+wif+frens+at+playgrd.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-5944404522294879908</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 06:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-26T16:09:47.765+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Flat Hunting</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things have happened all these years. Now I am trying to look for a suitable (and of course cheaper one) flat when ever I have the spare time. With an active and clingy baby, it&#39;s indeed tough enough and I will be more than happy if I can even have some time to do more house work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;Besides being clingy, he doesn&#39;t sleep long too. For about ONCE a day (sometime not even once), normally after his shower time, he may get to sleep for about an hour or slightly more but for the rest of his naps, he&#39;s just like taking a wink - btw 10min - less than 1/2hr  = (   Although I leave him to cry for most of the time while I do my work, but it&#39;s really very annoying and irritating so no choice, sometimes gotta carry him while I do my work. He&#39;s really too clingy and attention seeking le.  :_ (   I know may be this is just a phase but it&#39;s enough to drive me crazy plus another girl whom I have to always keep an eye on to make sure she does her homework etc. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;Ok, anyway, I shall get to the point and stop beating around the bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;I am now trying to look for a flat (downgrading, no choice cos sometimes we do not have enough to pay for the monthly  installment) that suits us and preferably with a primary school CLOSE BY (not just near by :p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;Some of you may ask what has all the unhappinesss and unlucky happenings to do with the house. Well, I will not, am not and do not intend to explain and tell you guys (don&#39;t hit me!). We just need to move. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;Pray that my flat hunting goes smoothly. But...still do not think it&#39;s that easy to find one that&#39;s :  ai(4)  qi(1)  ai(4)  pi(1)  goh(4)  ai(4)  gu(2)  mai(4)  jia(3)  neh(1) - cheap and good. Keke. Anwyay, all the best to my flat hunting! Ah Mi Tuo Fo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/flat-hunting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-5033877326731621819</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-21T22:52:00.642+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Shattering...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Really shattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Brought my younger girl to see the psychiatrist and we were told to fetch her back from school instead of letting her go back home on her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;My guess is, because my girl had mentioned on quite a number of occasions that she is dying or wanting/feeling like dying, that&#39;s why we were requested to fetch her as he&#39;s afraid that by going home on her own may give her the chance to do some silly things such as committing suicide if she&#39;s thinking of doing so.  So by fetching her back will help to prevent this from happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Why are there so many problems and troubles in our family (or house?) All one after another, then in sets and strings of it...haizz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Just now my girl cried heart-breakingly that she is very upset and stressed, and that she didn&#39;t know what to do anymore. Her school mates and classmates teased her, misunderstood and wronged her again. Although she had tried to explain herself for those misunderstanding/wronged issues, they simply refuse to listen and continued teasing and saying her. Even her teachers have also wronged or misunderstood her at times and she was even scolded too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;She is really very stressful and is becoming more and more negative. I am very worried and scared as I can see some shadows of mine in her now. I do not want her to follow my &#39;footsteps&#39;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Sometimes I&#39;ve been wondering why her destiny is almost the same as mine - so &#39;pai mia&#39; type. Why ppl always like to bully and wrong/misunderstand us although we are always sincere, kind and helpful towards ppl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Same like my younger girl, I was a timid girl too. We dare not speak up for ourselves when we are being bullied or wronged by ppl. Like last night, my girl had waited for about an hour or more for her turn to play the xbox in a shopping mall. The boy who was playing when she Q there did not pass the controller to her but to another boy who was behind my girl&#39;s Q. So this goes on. All of them passed the controller to others but not my girl and she just kept quiet, daren&#39;t ask for it although it was her turn long ago! This wasn&#39;t the first time. It had happened many times already. Haizz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;What can I say or do? We have done what we could and should and as for our children, we have advised and taught them what ever we can and know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;I also know it wouldn&#39;t be 100% fate (if destined to be so) if we try to do something about it. We CAN change it, although not fully, but at least better. But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Now our family is like a house slowly losing it&#39;s column that&#39;s supporting the structure of a house. I feel like it&#39;s going to collapse anytime soon....REAL SOON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;I just pray hard that my girl will not do anything silly. I &#39;threatened&#39; her that we really love her so much that we cannot afford to lose her. But if she&#39;s really dying, we will follow next and leave her baby brother all alone in this world without anyone to care for and look after him.  She said :&quot;NO, CANNOT!&quot;  Then I replied,&quot;Or may be I&#39;ll bring him along too...&quot;.  She said no again and I think this works (I thought so and hope so) as she loves her baby brother a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;Hope her baby brother can be part of a power source for her to live on and brace up.  Haizz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/shattering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-8556649555895356799</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-19T23:36:17.397+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Falling Apart</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are starting to &#39;fall apart&#39; for me now...my health, my kids, my family, our finance bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also &#39;distancing&#39; myself with my religion and healing skills....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not pray at home anymore, not even chanting or what ever (yet I can ask my girl to try to pray and chant everyday if she can)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not even use my healing power to try healing my children, husband or myself whenever they or myself are not feeling well (even my girl who knows also did not heal for us or herself unless I told her to do so)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly read nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly surf net nor check my mails nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly bother myself with my girls anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly bothered with anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have even stopped taking my medication, which I am not supposed to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I have given my life and myself up? Probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be &#39;waiting&#39; for &#39;something&#39;...but I do not have any concrete idea on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have a kind of feeling...a feeling that I am like a plant, slowly dying off...that I am like a battery...one that is slowly losing it&#39;s power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I waiting for my dooms day? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is something really waiting for me? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If yes, what can that be? I seem to have been assigned some great responsibility on me. Nope, I do not mean my family or children. It&#39;s something else, but I do not know what&#39;s that. Yet on the other hand, I have a feeling that I am really &#39;dying&#39; like that. I just feel so weak...mentally, emotionally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike these feelings. Unforseen type. WHY am I able to see (or rather, predict) others but not myself? Is this what the Chinese say &quot;能医人却不能自医” （can cure/heal others but not ownself)？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it. Everything and everyone&#39;s been affected by me. By my health and emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASTY ME!!!   I REALLY HATE MYSELF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/falling-apart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-9020173884102762051</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 07:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-02T16:58:19.828+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Super Duper ANGRY!!!</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;I really cannot understand my mother-in-law (will quote as &quot;mil&quot;) and at times I am quite mad with her too although I dare not voice out to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Just now my eldest dear called me up crying. She kept asking me for her biological mum&#39;s contact number which I do not have. Who will have it when she had abandoned my eldest gal when she was still a baby and had lost contact since!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;I asked her for the reason and why was she crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;She said my mil told her to mop the floor today but as she was sleeping, she did not plus she was not sure if the floor was mopped. I think may be my mil nagged or what so my dear raised her voice at her (as usual, haiz) and my mil scolded her things like (all direct Hokkien translation) :&quot;You got no parents give birth one!&quot;, &quot;You are worse than a dog!&quot;, &quot;You die I also won&#39;t bother!&quot;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Can you all imagine these words actually came out from the grandma&#39;s mouth when my eldest gal is her precoius one?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Very cruel and &#39;poisonous&#39;, isn&#39;t it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;I am really very angry with my mil. Why must such cruel and hurtful words come out from her mouth? She may scold her, I&#39;m not saying cannot but she could have used some other words but not these kind of cruel and hurtful words right?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Too bad I cannot scold my mil and lucky she is my mil and my elder somemore. If she is just my friend she is sure to get it from me! I told my hubby not to scold my eldest gal (because she was the one who started scolding and yelling at my mil) as she said he is sure to put all the blame on her say it&#39;s her fault ONLY since she&#39;s the one who started it. I also told my hubby go and have a good talk with my mil and remind her that if she is going to say such kind of words to my eldest gal again, she&#39;d better not regret if one day something bad really happens as when it really happens, no matter how she cries her heart out also too late le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;My poor gal. Hope she is feeling much better now. I had such a hard time calming her down by explaining things to her. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-duper-angry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-369716674630716872</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 05:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T13:26:38.335+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>I&#39;VE HAD ENOUGH!!!</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Haiz. Eldest dear still giving us headache although she is big now. Just one more year to go and she&#39;s gonna be 18 and yet she&#39;s still so insensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still so unreasonable and a tyrant. She is still expecting ppl to give in to her or tolerate her etc. She is always the one receiving receiving receiving but never once is she willing to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had enough. I will not ask or expect my younger gal to continue giving in to her. I will just leave things as it is. Too unfair to my younger gal too. But I believe my gal will still continue to give in to her sis and tolerate her but I will not &#39;expect&#39; or make sure she does that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things had happened and now I am really, truly very disappointed in my eldest gal. Really very upset and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my initial plan shall do without her now, if that is what she really prefers. That&#39;s it. Enough is enough. Call me a bad stepmother or what ever. I DON&#39;T CARE NOW. I&#39;ve done my very best for these 10 over years. What ever I can do I have done, even much more than I should have and even my younger gal has NEVER gotten such attention and care from me before. I am really very tired now. No more energy left le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done more than other family members so I should not feel guilty or bad on myself anymore. I WILL and AM telling myself that from now on. I only hope I will not be so soft-hearted again if there&#39;s anything again. NO WAY! I MUST remind myself this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you out there must be wondering what has really happened for me to make such decision. Well, too many things. I am also not sure if I can and if my life is long enough to see her &#39;automatically&#39; or suddenly become sensible and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not want to repeat the same mistake again - by saving one but doing harm to another one. My Maths is very poor. Super duper poor but this time round it&#39;s time for me to &#39;wake up&#39;.  THIS IS ABSOLUTELY WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. This is not going to happen again. To save one but hurt and harm another. NOPE. That&#39;s it. I shall and will leave things as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve done my best. I&#39;ve done so much more than the rest of the family members when they have either given up or almost given up on my eldest gal while I did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not owe anyone or myself anything. I will not destroy/harm the family or any other family members just because of ONE person. Wrong calculation. No one can help her if she has no intention to change or help herself at all. I am at my wits&#39; end and I do not have that kind of good health to do any more things. Everything is beyond my control now. She is big enough to understand and know certain things, situation and circumstances. What ever I can explain and teach I&#39;ve done it. If she&#39;s still taking ppl and things for granted, still not willing to change even a single bit, then there&#39;s nothing I can do anymore. She is big enough to learn what is call responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Buddha bless. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-had-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-7288760207134057016</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-27T18:06:00.426+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">((( Announcement )))</category><title>Hombased/Freelancing Job</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Besides FULL-TIME jobs, those SAHMs who wish to have some &#39;allowance&#39; of their own may also contact me via email for homebased/freelance job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;So, those who are interested in the homebased/freelancing job, kindly pls email me your FULL REAL name + your contact number + home address + email add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Pls email me at : miscothers@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1J3i1QbI7jXSbTgX8PrH6mWwVzyokEscY2ZVCJz2Phj46tuGE4xAGOOzqSYizDs83hpyDlUT6k4J5sRhzvxAs-sWO_1k7xnVrfoWIjJjHXN1UkNZWRQQFgYnFxtfkln-tWhmImcJvU-n/s1600-h/17507yicy96wa2d.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 96px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1J3i1QbI7jXSbTgX8PrH6mWwVzyokEscY2ZVCJz2Phj46tuGE4xAGOOzqSYizDs83hpyDlUT6k4J5sRhzvxAs-sWO_1k7xnVrfoWIjJjHXN1UkNZWRQQFgYnFxtfkln-tWhmImcJvU-n/s320/17507yicy96wa2d.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216499235175403634&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/06/hombasedfreelancing-job.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1J3i1QbI7jXSbTgX8PrH6mWwVzyokEscY2ZVCJz2Phj46tuGE4xAGOOzqSYizDs83hpyDlUT6k4J5sRhzvxAs-sWO_1k7xnVrfoWIjJjHXN1UkNZWRQQFgYnFxtfkln-tWhmImcJvU-n/s72-c/17507yicy96wa2d.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-9085306113485899568</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-26T12:34:26.360+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Din Know That It Is This Tough!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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width: 102px; height: 67px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG-P-jXfUGMGgAWBJX1qbg7Y_y28NdJ5ITos4a-z_8ccYBjrIUKwdObrRo_-rPUYDPoY0cEq1nJZeDQ26rf5PC1rvJ3tS_N0_eKJWk6p_Si4jX1pXERo5FHnCdQ6cWhYTixjawoGnjXnSD/s320/weather_1.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216033167716634562&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Having a party or a BBQ is a tough one...and I&#39;m having a BBQ birthday party for my 2nd darling which she had requested. Gosh, indeed tough and it&#39;s worse for our pockets :(&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be having the BBQ at my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; uncle&#39;s condo where they helped us to book the pit. Some of the relatives will be there earlier, before the BBQ, which will only start around evening time so that the kids can play and swim.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;It is not easy to organise one. There are so many things and food to prepare and coordinate. Fortunately for my side, my aunties are helping me out as they have maids. I am really very grateful to them but I feel bad as they do not want me to pay them. I feel even more so for my 4th Aunt-In-Law as the total amount which she is paying for the things come up to around $100+ which include the booking of the pit, charcoal, some food and my darling&#39;s birthday cake. The cake alone already cost $70+!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeLrb9oSCvS6aAy3SAzaTBmPWu1yCsLiXIVGXcrffCEHdAYNv5bQwwLoaRgQE-X5uzMTbmFMt9_L4p5uOR-RaEBh5ANd0_DFoEuw-RxQng3Jbg8oLEXFogu0XiJxK_waewQiiHdT1V05Re/s1600-h/316954ebxpis53cx.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeLrb9oSCvS6aAy3SAzaTBmPWu1yCsLiXIVGXcrffCEHdAYNv5bQwwLoaRgQE-X5uzMTbmFMt9_L4p5uOR-RaEBh5ANd0_DFoEuw-RxQng3Jbg8oLEXFogu0XiJxK_waewQiiHdT1V05Re/s320/316954ebxpis53cx.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029568359871586&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;I had no idea about that then. My aunt-in-law only told me that we do not have to buy a cake for our darling as she will order a cake for her as well besides preparing some of the BBQ stuff. My dad was the one who told me about it and I had a shock! I asked him what kind of cake is that that can cost so much because from what I know, it&#39;s not a huge cake. Haizz. Really feeling very bad now and they insisted on NOT wanting me to pay them and for my this aunt-in-law she was saying that this is considered as her present to my darling as she will not be getting one for her, so the food and cake prepared counts. Wow, what a big and expensive present for a young gal like my darling. When my darling heard about this, she felt bad too and even commented :&quot;I shouldn&#39;t have this BBQ party if Iknow this...&quot;. Silly girl, but her words made my heart warm as this shows that she is a sensible gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;To make the BBQ interesting and to keep the children occupied, I even thought of some games but so far I can only think of 3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2xwkJWQjfKJqOJ_LByosHeAq52CjzHWVaf8gWjz2ABxXPRzbRLg6bbTCsrV-gcJok46l0rLdiH_y0sMDJd8q-Whp0Ve6sZZgM3zTfuICNP8SmHkuPNsoiZ8_-R5rGMTTNQ1KDcxh8L_QC/s1600-h/empty+mind.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2xwkJWQjfKJqOJ_LByosHeAq52CjzHWVaf8gWjz2ABxXPRzbRLg6bbTCsrV-gcJok46l0rLdiH_y0sMDJd8q-Whp0Ve6sZZgM3zTfuICNP8SmHkuPNsoiZ8_-R5rGMTTNQ1KDcxh8L_QC/s320/empty+mind.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216035941599308322&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Anyway, hope everything turns out well and smooth and everyone will enjoy themselves to the fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglTGjIMKSprUIKbBbtYmiHoocFzJYjacAkezVh4MN0FVbiA-WQ7uVM2TxKqIH1Sddaerk-BvNpkABpK1IDvl8IuR4suRuMnNlN_Q-bHjmcPxCsmRIfH96QksD97xULbLAQtoggzN1SL_-w/s1600-h/party0003.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 84px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglTGjIMKSprUIKbBbtYmiHoocFzJYjacAkezVh4MN0FVbiA-WQ7uVM2TxKqIH1Sddaerk-BvNpkABpK1IDvl8IuR4suRuMnNlN_Q-bHjmcPxCsmRIfH96QksD97xULbLAQtoggzN1SL_-w/s320/party0003.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216043006762691938&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/06/din-know-that-it-is-this-tough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfwO9hkMjrqkqNA-EdoWPyovMIjrsx9yVkdyLeoQveTogUs-3dG0VkZnQW_wV1iAG0isCb-9c5O1QBloi2ryd01YiUgbrvEnXeqx-N6ZGflbB2Gcmb2lWXp4bPVgBkrpDH9hEW6opGcQF6/s72-c/12498hzrhkspdz4.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-5272709061945861887</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-20T10:54:29.168+08:00</atom:updated><title>Looking for a job? I&#39;m headhunting....</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;ANNOUNCEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt; )))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;Hi All,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;I am now in the headhunting line on part-time basis and we have lots of positions opened now...from Senior posts to junior ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have positions from Mgr to Executives to Assts to Customer Service. Some require at least a Degree while some Diploma or &quot;O&quot; levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;For those who are searching for a full-time job in Singapore, look no more! Just email me your FULL Resume with contact number and we&#39;ll do our best to match you a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;For those interested, kindly pls email your resume and contact to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miscothers at yahoo.com.sg  OR  &lt;br /&gt;ttng71 at yahoo.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;Thank you and good luck in your job searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/06/job-searching.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-4929963725031119006</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 03:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-19T11:34:00.200+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">HeartLand</category><title>Darlings&#39; B&#39;DaySSS</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;All my darlings&#39; birthdays are coming soon in tow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;My eldest&#39;s do not wish to have any BBQ at my uncle&#39;s condo as she knows very well that both her friends and herself may be rejected by the guards there plus her friends are mostly in the East side while my uncle&#39;s place in the North. Ok, fine, so we may be having some buffet lunch with our own family instead including the grandparents and aunties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;As for the 2nd one, we&#39;ll be having the BBQ at my uncle&#39;s condo. This is one of her wishes - to have a birthday celebration with her friends. Well, ok, we will grant her wish this year...after 9 years. Poor fellow...haha. But not with her friends though but her &#39;aunties&#39; and &#39;uncles&#39; - my cousins who are around her age. Should let her enjoy with some other kids too. She&#39;s too lonely le...really poor fellow and she&#39;s so over the moon when she knows her BBQ birthday celebration is on. Well, should de. She&#39;s considered a very good and sensible girl already. = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;As for the Prince Piglet, wow, his would be a grand one lor with at least 100 over guests *sweat*. But cannot afford expensive food and place. Buffet lunch at our void deck alone is enough to &#39;kill&#39; us le. = (   No choice, it&#39;s his one year old celebration, it&#39;s a &#39;must&#39;. What to do, haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;Then lastly right after my prince it&#39;s my Ah Lao&#39;s - hubby. As per normal, will just get him a gift and makan session. Nothing great but at least every year his is better than mine, with NO celebration and gift at all = (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;Pockets&#39; holes already bigger than the pockets itself le but it will just continue to &#39;rip&#39; on...hahaha... = p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;&quot;  &gt;大家开心就好 = D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/06/darlings-bdaysss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899719050939037639.post-428167661289298243</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-19T08:00:55.585+08:00</atom:updated><title>Chinese Templates</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve ever surfed some Chinese blogs from Taiwan or China and I like their layout and designs a lot but cannot seem to get theirs on mine. Probably because of the codes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Would appreciate if someone can help me on this pls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Thank you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://juz-my-life-journey.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-ever-surfed-some-chinese-blogs-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>