<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779</id><updated>2011-12-23T07:58:29.818+08:00</updated><category term='bel'/><category term='2009'/><category term='korea'/><category term='sheldon'/><category term='news'/><category term='2011'/><category term='citizen'/><category term='kenny'/><category term='zouk'/><category term='cafe del mar'/><category term='usa'/><category term='seremban'/><category term='dallas'/><category term='mucus eyes'/><category term='la'/><category term='ica'/><category term='rom'/><category term='subprime'/><category term='selamat'/><category term='timeshare'/><category term='family'/><category term='silly moments'/><category term='singapore'/><category term='dnd'/><category term='nye'/><category term='hk'/><category term='cokro'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='phoenix'/><category term='centrepoint'/><category term='kids'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='frasers'/><category term='wisdom tooth'/><category term='me'/><category term='oxford'/><category term='bakmie'/><category term='bak mee'/><category term='austin'/><category term='english'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='us trip'/><category term='river'/><category term='labour'/><category term='jakarta'/><category term='bday'/><category term='sf'/><category term='gan'/><category term='walton'/><category term='taiwan'/><category term='texas'/><category term='baby'/><category term='chi kos'/><category term='us'/><category term='fame'/><category term='men'/><category term='hens night'/><category term='china'/><category term='cat'/><title type='text'>My tusheez</title><subtitle type='html'>My Tusheez comprises all the BS I think of/experience everyday, spiced up 1000% with absurdity. Read it if you're suckin yer thumb or you just lurrvve me...^^..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>447</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7101930403874690467</id><published>2011-02-26T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T22:22:30.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheldon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dnd'/><title type='text'>My Achiever 2010 award- DnD 19 Jan 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 302px" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TWi3ZXYST3I/AAAAAAAACT4/P_XnwljJVF0/img_7.jpg" width="640" height="302" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 days after birth came Walton's DnD.&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't want to go but after knowing that the grand lucky draw prize is a piece of US land, I decided to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No free land unfortunately, in fact we didn't win any lucky dray prizes this year!! Last yr Gan won 2nd prize - tix to go Korea. But since we plan to save up to get at least one piece of Walton every year ( especially now that Sheldon is born, the land will be used to pay for his harvars or oxford school fees one day) he he..So, it looks like this year, we still have to do the same.. save up and invest for future financil plans ., he he Bo freebies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I am so glad I went. I haven't laughed so hard for ages. The events were hilarious, including the drag queen beauty contests.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have grown a tad mouldy from being stuck at home too long even before delivery, so that was refreshing!!&lt;br /&gt;I also went onstage to receive 2 awards, one for long service ( 5 yrs- omg so long ady Meh???), one for achievers2010 ( not so bad considering I spent 2010 mostly busy pregnant, but must achieve elite this year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met so many of my colleagues, such a happy occasion catching up.&lt;br /&gt;I was also happy being sorrounded by so many positive people. I felt charged up. My colleagues are some of the most amazing people- they are so zesty and positive. Such a welcome change from some of our friends who are whiney , complainsome and negative most of the time. ( sadly many sporeans are like this ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also commented that my figure has gone back to sexy again, err.. actually I still have 8 kg and a lot of waist inches to lose. I still can't fit into most of my clothes, jeans and pants especially.. ho ho I have heavy bottoms now. as in even heavier bottoms..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course when the clock strikes 12, actually way before then...ooooooohhhj.., I miss Sheldon!!!! I was scurrying home to my little one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh home sweet home. He must miss mr too. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-7101930403874690467?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7101930403874690467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=7101930403874690467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7101930403874690467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7101930403874690467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-achiever-2010-award-dnd-19-jan-2011.html' title='My Achiever 2010 award- DnD 19 Jan 2011'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TWi3ZXYST3I/AAAAAAAACT4/P_XnwljJVF0/s72-c/img_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5091575883054238554</id><published>2011-02-07T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:46:16.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheldon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>The first week has come and gone. - My little fella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TVQIJ49bm0I/AAAAAAAACTk/PXU-uTfzqPU/s1600/sheldon%2Bsmirk%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 336px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 433px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572087604966038338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TVQIJ49bm0I/AAAAAAAACTk/PXU-uTfzqPU/s320/sheldon%2Bsmirk%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG AINT HE CUTE ^_^..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey thus far has been eventful, Eye opener, interesting , challenging but definitely not short of amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, being with Sheldon is amaZing, he surprises us everyday.&lt;br /&gt;From giving us cheeky smile to not crying at all when doctor pricked his feet for blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few says were easier as we were still in the hospital, the nurses were taking care of him, me and Hubby managed to get sleeps and wakes up only every few hours for feeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latching on wise, I though We were doing very well, Sheldon seems to be latching and suckling well though at first it was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the third day, looks like whatever I could give him was not enough. Nurse had to top with formula. I was a tad sad y first, But we did go home with a medela mini e, let's see if this would help, we thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had many visitors in the hospital, lucky Hubby got us the single suite else we would be disturbing everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office gang came, Desmond, Hidya, Kacy, Dora, etc and Sheldon got his first Ang pao today from uncle Andy and auntie Dora. Then Shiling and Keith came, auntie SuYin and Jonathan also visited, not sure if Jon and Keith were inspired by Sheldon to have babies cause he is uber cute and these two boys need some spanking for not wanting babies soon enough.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sze, Tshen, Raj and Sharon came in the evening. They were all so curious. Irene and Ac also dropped by after her check up with Dr Tan.( I recommended her to Dr Tan). We were already showered with gifts by then. The whole room was filled essence of chicken , fish, ginseng etc to last me maybe til next baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the biggest hamper came, big boss COO Lusi gave us a huge hamper, covered almost the entire Shelf below the TV. Wow how to find big boss this nice. She said she still got Ang pao for Sheldon. Wa,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dc came just in the nick of the time with sandy just before we got out of hospital. More essence of chicken came lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even thrown a full moon baby shower yet but so much love is showered already. I was so so touched. Sheldon is so loved too :) Good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godma Violet dropped by our house. The doctor may be self proclaimed Godma but we all could tell she was smitten by Sheldon too. " trust me, I have seen many many babies. urs is cute" thanks Godma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we reached home, the regimen started. We had To perserve night And day. Thank goodness both grandmas are ready To welcome him At home And help take Care of him And me the recovering mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of caesarian was so&lt;br /&gt;so painful. The stitches and the contracting uterus. Lucky no side effect from epidural for me, at Least thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I developed this ridiculous rashes, starting from all over my belly ( looks really gross- red bumpy irregular rashes$ itchy like mad, and it spread to the rest of body on trickles. Goodness. Sometimes the itchiness hindered my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came breastfeeding. Thankfully Hubby is well read, he knows he needs to help out. He was massaging my hard lumpy mammary glands by day 4 when transition milk was about to come in. Before that all I had was colostrum and it was not enough for Sheldon, goodness he is a big eater like the daddy. So we had to top up with formula milk every now and then. I was worried that I can't produce enough milk for Sheldon so out came the pump and the massaging daddy and frozen cabbages. I still remember what the nurse said :" Now not enough milk, please give him formula, later on your milk come in, day 4 day 5, it will be so full so painnnn that if I touch it you will slap me!"&lt;br /&gt;yup... that painful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain was .., wow! The lumps were no joke at all. They felt scary too.Like macam got mini tumour. Hubby was constantly helping me to massage and clear them but while pumping. ( Thank goodness my hubby is super helpful abd participative, and now he contemplates on a career change - post natal breast masseuse career - haha! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much pain tahan-ing, cringing , screaming and also tearing, only a few millilitres trickled down and the bottle was still so empty. I was so sad. I cried some more. Hubby insisted on trying to make the lumps go away but I was in too much pain I told him to massage again in the next cycle on few hours. We resorted to frozen cabbage and repeating the cycle over and over again. The lumps and pain came back but thankfully less and less each time. All this was done in between changing nappies ( the little fella shits a lot!! goodness ) But that's good though :)&lt;br /&gt;and in between sun tanning him in living room ( he is jaundiced:( and the level went up after the first Chek up on day 6 so we had to be more dilligent after that) and bathing him ( once a day and the grandmas seem to be very eager to help ) and also nursing my wound and trying to get sleeps. Sheldon wakes up every 3 hours demanding attention so Me and Hubby definitely lacked sleep especially at night. We did feel tired but thankfully it was all during the Chinese new yr long week break. So we could just focused on him. We even still managed to have Korean BBQ reunion dinner at home too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, all the hardwork paid off, or we felt so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By day 6, I was what hubby kept calling : A New Zealand Cow. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had good let downs ( leaks ) by then and when I pumped ( only once or twice a day to Store to bring for doctor trips, to empty excess and to measure capacity) , I was already producing around 100 ml each time, And I can pump every 3 hours that amounts to 800 ml a day. The milk was practically squirting out of the nipples. It was a beautiful sight. The lumps went away top. I then learnt that 800 ml a day, is about how much a 4-6 month baby will need too! So great! I know I am capable to be an NZ cow for Sheldon even at 6 months, after which of course less will be needed cause he will start weaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After day 6, My breasts ( Sheldon's food , no more fun bags) were tender right after feeds and become hard and full in 2-3 hours. Just nice for him when he wakes up and started crying and looking for his mommy's milk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worries went away with the lumps and the pains. Now they just swelled, hardened with a tinge of pain just before feeds and became tender after feeds.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost like they can read Sheldons wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that me and Sheldon is one and inseparable. It will cause too much on both sides if we were separated.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get to feed soon after the boobs swell up, they will then become&lt;br /&gt;really uncomfortable and heavy. And if still left alone, oh oh, engorgement comes and we will back to lumpy and screaming land. Will have to call that masseuse Hubby To work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommies and Their babies are ONE. I really pity those who got separated. Must be so miserable for both sides. As of now, I find it so hard to be away from Sheldon for too long. Not only my boobs will be needing his help from emptying and avoiding the pains, but I will miss him&lt;br /&gt;so much. All those smiles and sweet monents in between, the feeding, the pooing and the crying were treasured moments. All those moments somehow made all the pains worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say, you won't just like or love your baby, you will be head over heels, crazy in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so biased now. Sheldon is the cutest in the world. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehhee. I guess this biasness is normal too. I'm sure all mothers feel the same way about their babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good. Just wishes I had no rashes though. Still dunno why I have some but perhaps Dr Tan can tell me on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the first week. Time flies I must say. This week we will be bringing Sheldon to Dr Ong again to check on his Jaundice, hopefully it's better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between the times when Sheldon wakes up, now me and Hubby already managed to catch some episodes of Gossip Girl, Lie to Me and Chuck. Looks like we are doing well. Sheldon gets his food, we are getting used to the power naps and Hubby went back to office today. - Monday . He also got to do our weekly rounds to the bakmie outlets ( IMM and Centrepoint). We are also sorting out the baby bonus paper work. Good eh I am a Singapore citizen Liao! Got free mullah:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next will be me trying to slim down to my original curves. Amazing thing i found out: whenever I am breastfeeding him, my tummy felt warm with a bit of pain, apparently this is uterus shrinking. Brain telling uterus: baby is out and suckling so please shrink back. Smart ah! Amazing how God works his ways.&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed everyday by just realizing this cute little baby came out of my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... So good!! Sheldon helps me lose weight too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we are coping well and thanks to modern technology, Sheldon's cute&lt;br /&gt;photoes are all over my and hubby's facebook and wow We never received so many comments before :)&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks to google. Wow, my last numerous searches were things like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" post natal itchy rash"&lt;br /&gt;"green stool newborn"&lt;br /&gt;"engorgement post natal "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get the drift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thanks to MRs Wong's textbooks on Childcare and breast feeding, they are like hubby's bibles now! Gan is so well versed now about caring for newborn I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Hubby too, he has been so sweet and supportive, always hugging and kissing me with encouragement whenenever I felt Pain or tired. He also changes diapers for Sheldon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the grandmas too. My mom's been making really nice confinement dishes like turmeric chicken and herbal soups.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh !! I eat so much dunno can lose weight or not !!! I felt hungry and thirsty also after every feed.&lt;br /&gt;I must do something about this soon. Else&lt;br /&gt;how to be sexy again ? :) I haven't taken a single photo of myself with Sheldon yet. I am determined to lose as much weight as possible once the confinement period is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww... Sheldon Sheldon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much love going around. So Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again .. Happy New Year !!!!! (I still can hear the neighbours swimming in mahjong tiles every night!!! ) .... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the journey goes on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Mommy Celly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5091575883054238554?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5091575883054238554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5091575883054238554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5091575883054238554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5091575883054238554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-week-has-come-and-gone-my-little.html' title='The first week has come and gone. - My little fella'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TVQIJ49bm0I/AAAAAAAACTk/PXU-uTfzqPU/s72-c/sheldon%2Bsmirk%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5095841263662714384</id><published>2011-02-04T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:36:14.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheldon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>30 Jan 2011. our bundle of Joy, Sheldon has finally arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TUrbOyuwl7I/AAAAAAAACTY/jFWra8mlsgE/img_5.jpg" width="640" height="289" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9 months of being pregnant. I had gotten really really really anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all moms-to-be, I was over the moon excited about finally meeting him, at the same time, I was horrified about the pain ahead. Labour pains. No joke at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very anticipated yet somewhat dreaded day, came on 30 Jan 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.30 Am, I woke up and went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, a trickle of water flowed all the way down to my ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I dreaming ? I can't be leaking pee this way, I am not 80 yrs old. Or so I thought at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More trickled down. And a stronger gush came down once I reached the toilet. By then, it kinda dawned on me, I let out a scream to the sleeping Hubby .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dearrrrrr.,,,!!!! I think my water broke!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He woke up and rushed to the toilet, at that time more just gushed out, as If confirming for him. My breathing got faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was calmer than me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Relax, we have time,,, let's pack properly and go. I will wake ur bro to drive us there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was prancing around like a stressed out auntie, Packing , prancing and fussing around and hurrying the Hubby and prancing around somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got To TMC it was prolly about 6 am. I was Strangely Alert. The nurses took me To observatory ward, fed me breakfast, changed me And called Dr WK Tan, our wonderful Obsgyn (highly recommended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, they cleaned me , Emptied Me And moved me To labour ward. Where we wait for doctor, it was quite nice. Got Mini telly And Gan could sit next To me. Both very anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought that we Will be seeing our liddle darling like very Soon. Like in few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much pain was felt. Some contractions here And there And that was it. But water definitely broke. The nurses confirmed it. She then checked My cervix which was quite an unpleasant procedure, 1 cm dilation. Aiks!!! Long wayyyy To Go! 9 more cm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dr Tan came And confirmed it, yup 1 cm, she said " oh Not anytime Soon, perhaps tonight.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me And Gan looked At each other .，We were a little disappointed that it was not gonna be anytime soon. it was only 8 am then. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight could mean 8 pm, that's another 12 hours in labour ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contractions got a little painful then but still, not much, so after lunch, doctor came by and checked.... still 1 cm, no choice I had to be induced, they put me on the drip and for the next 6 hours, the inductions drug caused the contractions to get more painful, Apparently, If induced, the contractions are more painful, Or so mom said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was breathing in and out and I&lt;br /&gt;was handling it very well. By 4 pm, I&lt;br /&gt;asked for the gas, etonox to lessen the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses came by a few times&lt;br /&gt;and asked if I wanted epidural so that I will be a lot more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I persisted. Just gas, not even buttok injection, just laughing gas and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having hubby next to me most of the time really helped, he has really been wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming over to the bed every now and then to tell me that I am doing well, jia you! He would hug and kiss me and reassure me that soon we will see Sheldon. Trust me, I really needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheldon's heartbeat was monitored&lt;br /&gt;all the time, together with my contraction levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaypoh and anxious me, kept checking the monitor every now and then. Making sure his heart beat was normal. As for the contractions, when the numbers strarted to shoot up from 5 ish to over 100, i grabbed the laughing gas nossle and breathed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.,,,,,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe breathe breathe.,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit more.... painnnnnnnnnnnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few minutes later, the cycle started again, every time it happened, Gan let me squeeze his hand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a torturing cycle but not as bad as I thought it would be. I was nothing like what the movies and many people depicted it to be. Horribly scary and it would be so painful you can't stop screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have been very lucky so far, he is a fabulous Hubby :)&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I will , no matter what, refrain from becoming one of those screaming hyenas during labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was mostly breathing in and out, sighing and tearing a little, while forcing a smile every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 PM then came, it felt like judgement day. Dr Tan was coming to check on My dilation. I was so nervous, It better be good, maybe 7 or 8 or so I thought. But somehow I felt an overwhelming fear, fear that the news was not gonna be too great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr checked and she shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" still at 2".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry. My past 12 hours of effort and pain, amounted to naught. Tears came streaming down more wildly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr continued:" Looks like I have to increase the dosage and try one last 6 hours to see if you can dilate at all, otherwise it would be c- section"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, immediately, the pain felt became a million times worse.&lt;br /&gt;It was so shocking. I lost all control. Suddenly the gas was not working, the tears wouldn't stop and I was mildly wailing as I cried wolf to Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad beyond words. Not just that my effort was futile, but also, it seemed like I wasn't gonna see my baby anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hubby suggested. "Look if you are about 5-8 cm now, we can definitely weather this through without epidural cause you are doing very well, even with the extra induced contractions. But now you know you have to tahan another 6-8 hours of this and doc is gonna increase the induced dosage. moreover, we may still end up with a c- section. it makes sense to take the epidural"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started nodding away. I was just too upset to think. I just wanted all the pain to go away, freaking dilate and see my baby asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went ahead with epidural while doc increased the drug dosage again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anaesthetic doctor came and I shuddered a little over the horror stories people talked about when it comes to epidural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor came and went and it really was not as bad as how people depicted it to be.... mmm Very bad la they scare people only! :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember some horror&lt;br /&gt;stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wah the needle so big ! like those for horse one! - bluff! needle normal La. ag least it felt normal.. but whatever cos I didn't even get to see it !! so it's ok right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the doctor poke into ur spine u know!?? damm pain!!! - aya., doctor put local anaesthetic before the actual jab mah so it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, soon after, all pain went away like magic. Well, most of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it's another 6 hours of waiting, I was supposed to get some sleep before the next check at midnight. The next judgement day to me. Hubby managed to sleep this time. But I was worried sick I hardly slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what felt like a lifetime. 1115 came and Dr Tan came to check on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was holding my breath. please please let me dilate so that I can deliver my baby properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 2 cm still!" the words came like knife through my heart. My whole body flailed. My heart sunk and the next judgement came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok. No choice, water bag broke 18 hours ago, it's too risky for baby. We will do a c-section."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby was holding my hand. " whatever doctor says ok? she knows best"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded weakly. I was really disappointed initially, that I couldnt deliver normally. But At that stage, I just wanted To do anything I could as long as I get To see My Baby safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By about 1130, I was already in operating theatre, all cold and shivering and ready to be cut open. I know It sounds gory right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby who saw the whole procedure said that it was a whole lot more traumatizing! How doctor yanked my skin and flesh open to make way for baby was just agonising and such a horrific thing cto watch. I am so proud he didn't faint or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see the procedure as I was blocked by a screen, I was shivering non stop and Hubby was holding my head, that was all he could get a grip of. The rest of me was off limits to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby said that once baby was ready to come out, doc used forceps and pulled baby head out first, then halfway, then the rest of the body. He said that the baby was so so still while being pulled out that for a few second he had the scare of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, behind screen, was also waiting in agony.Come To think of it, Agony was an understatement, trust me. I could hardly breathe And I am sure Hubby was holding his breath too. I couldnt See anything beyond the screen. But For sure There was just one little thing both of us were waiting for. Ever so Anxiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it came, Hubby said it was just a few seconds after Baby was pulled out of My tummy. But finally,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's first cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cry was the sweetest thing To My ears!!! My gosh!!! Tears started To roll down My cheeks non-stop!! I started crying and shaking in the midst of my shivers. I was relieved, exhilarated And joyous beyond belief! I just dont know how To describe in words. It was the most amazing thing that has ever happened To me in My whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shivering cold face was somehow smiling. And tears continued To stream down like rain. His Voice is the sweetest of all babies To me. somehow, everything became alright, all pain And anxiety were all gone And i was just smiling And crying At the same time. I even forgot that I was still half cut open. Nothing else mattered at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning the Baby, and while doctor was stitching me up, nurse placed the Baby on My Shoulder, between me And Hubby.&lt;br /&gt;More tears Rolled down. He was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in My life. I just wanted To jump out of bed and cuddle him And kiss him And shower him With so so much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I was all numb waist down with an open stomach and shivering hands. All i could do was admire him, called his name and cried some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Sheldon Suhali Gan was born into this world. 30 Jan 2011. 23.45 at 3.225 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bundle of joy is here and he is going To bring so much Joy to the rest of our lives. And just in time for CNY too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New year everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5095841263662714384?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5095841263662714384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5095841263662714384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5095841263662714384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5095841263662714384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/30-jan-2011-our-bundle-of-joy-sheldon.html' title='30 Jan 2011. our bundle of Joy, Sheldon has finally arrived!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TUrbOyuwl7I/AAAAAAAACTY/jFWra8mlsgE/s72-c/img_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-4059799244611958686</id><published>2011-01-27T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:32:35.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>False Alarm Last Week</title><content type='html'>After excitedly gobbling down goodies at Sze Chuan Court - Fairmont hotel 's Dim Sum Buffet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy seems to harden and it really hurt. I felt like to going to the loo, but after several trip, nothing fruitful at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe it was gas, hubby thought maybe I was eating too fast or eating too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after an hour, I started tearing, it was unbearably painful, whatever position I take up didnt help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off we went to the TMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse brought me to the labour ward.. and after an hour of examination (seemed like ages though),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc came and told me there was no contraction and no dilation, but it was advisable that I stay in the hospital ward for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby picked a really nice room for me, but really I couldnt rest well, I was so anxious, what if baby comes anytime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited yet really scared of what's really coming ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day gone by, it was Monday and baby was still happilly staying inside my tummy.. heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look like it's false alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paid a bomb, almost 1 K after medisave, brrrr.. and drove home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit disappointed I still dont get to see my baby, but at least the pains in the tummy have subsided a little and I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was last Sunday,  it was still 2 weeks away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's27th January.. 7 Feb is not far off... gosh... 10 days away... I am even more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I pace around the house, checking for all sorts of labour signs, read the pregnancy forums and internet bulletins, over and over again, making sure I don't miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also kept telling baby don't take too long, cause we are all very excited to meet him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. let's see.. it's a week away from CNY, is he gonna be a CNY baby?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will keep you updated =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-4059799244611958686?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4059799244611958686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=4059799244611958686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/4059799244611958686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/4059799244611958686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/false-alarm-last-week.html' title='False Alarm Last Week'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-2207614565002899722</id><published>2011-01-21T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:25:11.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting anxious.,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 418px" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TThjoQ3x-XI/AAAAAAAACTU/N3WK--y6MLs/img_4.jpg" width="640" height="629" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks.,,,,,weeks have gone by sooo fast. especially because mom's bakmee stall has been keeping us busy over the festive period,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, I get a bit more anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous, excited, anxious , everything in one. it's gonna be like a first date., finally meeting my baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks to go now. What's it gonna be like? what's he gonna be like? am I gonna be a good mom? is it gonna be as painful as people said it would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions and worries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, super excited beyond belief !!! I can't wait to meet him!!! I'm sure he is gonna be even cute than Mr Gan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how have I been keeping myself busy these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still go office sometimes, especially for meetings, but I have slowed down on sales activity. I rest more at home, I become Hubby Gan's personal assistant and secretary, he he. I still go to mommys new bakmee at centrepoint sometimes too. In fact I keep meeting my dear friends there. thanks for visiting !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, after everyone is home. We play DOTA :0. my entertainment of the day, after which me and Hubby will watch top gear, big bang theory, lie to me or gossip girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I get tired fast nowadays. I will sleep earlier and wake up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times, I'm enjoying every moment with my baby. I can feel him kicking, gliding, moving about.. hiccuping !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ., oh it's amaZing., I'm thinking of blogging actively again when my baby is born. I will be blogging about motherhood I suppose, will be worth reading again one day when my baby boy has become a man, I may want to reminisce on his baby days then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually have a name for my boy ady, dunno if I shd say It out yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok goodnight !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-2207614565002899722?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2207614565002899722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=2207614565002899722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/2207614565002899722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/2207614565002899722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/getting-anxious.html' title='getting anxious.,,,'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TThjoQ3x-XI/AAAAAAAACTU/N3WK--y6MLs/s72-c/img_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-8749874250546266981</id><published>2010-12-19T22:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:37:26.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centrepoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bak mee'/><title type='text'>WE ARE OPENING OUR 2nd STALL!! BAK MEE is coming to Town!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally, in the midst of holiday season and me busy getting bigger everyday (tummy is so big now...=)...).., somehow we managed to find a place great for our SECOND BAK MEE STALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, even nearer to you, BAK MEE is opening in Centrepoint Orchard Kopitiam (Basement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will open for Christmas. So.. yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our Christmas gift to you, especially to the Indonesians who are craving for Bak mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This stall will be non halal and we will be including Nasi Tim as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the menu below.. and visit us at &lt;a href="http://www.jiakbakmee.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.jiakbakmee.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help spread the word =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zqq5EfcI/AAAAAAAACTI/53nIIhPp-T0/s1600/11PricedBakmiePgstSmallMenu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 426px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552432198755581378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zqq5EfcI/AAAAAAAACTI/53nIIhPp-T0/s320/11PricedBakmiePgstSmallMenu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zlyNqLSI/AAAAAAAACTA/MWLYPyGsCmk/s1600/11PricedBakmieBakso%252Bbehoonbakso%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 422px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552432114821639458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zlyNqLSI/AAAAAAAACTA/MWLYPyGsCmk/s320/11PricedBakmieBakso%252Bbehoonbakso%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zf83CHoI/AAAAAAAACS4/MR6IAFdhNmo/s1600/11PricedNasiTimSmallMenu%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 421px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552432014600314498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zf83CHoI/AAAAAAAACS4/MR6IAFdhNmo/s320/11PricedNasiTimSmallMenu%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jiakbakmee.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.jiakbakmee.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-8749874250546266981?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8749874250546266981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=8749874250546266981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8749874250546266981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8749874250546266981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-are-opening-our-2nd-stall-bak-mee-is.html' title='WE ARE OPENING OUR 2nd STALL!! BAK MEE is coming to Town!!!!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TQ4zqq5EfcI/AAAAAAAACTI/53nIIhPp-T0/s72-c/11PricedBakmiePgstSmallMenu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-3657227170120542733</id><published>2010-10-25T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:38:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 October 2010- how big i am today?</title><content type='html'>oh have I told you yet? It's a boy!!! hehhee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me share with you a bit more about what's been going on outside and inside of me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had to go shoe shopping because my shoes all grew smaller. ( blimey!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More accurately, my feet grew about one size bigger!! So I went to Rubi shoes and bought plenty of the SALE ones.. 5-10 bucks each, I also got myself new crocs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all flats!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye sexy stilletoes. They are now my loyal shoe cupboard decorations. A tad dusty by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw this angmoh lady, very skinny, tallish, pretty with a huge bump for her tummy. She was wearing sky high stilt shoes with very very thin tooth pick heels.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Gan went :" Siaooo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find angmohs sometimes are just too cool for school. They don't conform&lt;br /&gt;and they are definitely not kiasu or kiasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the most, Maybe kia si lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I also hardly have anymore cravings though yesterday I did eat noodles the whole day, pontian wantan Mee, then Bakmie.. then I craved for some Josh Duhamel.. yum yum...that Fergie one lucky lucky gal!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we watched " Life as We Know it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How apt for Gan to watch it, he said it was the rom-com ever. Maybe because a baby is involved and he is just crazy about babies now. But naturally he keeps saying ours will be cuter than anyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last last Saturday we went for our first Parenting Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet back in the days our moms didn't have this and had to learn from their&lt;br /&gt;parents ( on the job training too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays we are so spoilt:) There are books, classes, DvDs and even google .. for all our parenting queries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interesting myths we found out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That after giving birth, the mommy is not allowed to shower and wash hair for 40 days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ieuw..  for a hot place I can't even stand it if I don't shower for a day., neck sticky, hair limp.. armpit smelly,., 40 days?? I almost fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries ladies and gentlemen. It's no longer true for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories had it that back in the days.. Long long time ago in China where the weather is cold, the water not so clean and worst of all, doctor's stitching didn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because it would have been an open wound, the last you want is getting it wet with dirty water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays..  oh by all means please shower!! Stitchings are done, water is hot and clean.. dont worry about getting wind, just dont shower at midnight lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please Freshen up and don't give your baby sweaty sour milk too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see.. now it makes more sense. I was so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fun sitting in a class full of preggy mommies and their supporting hubbies.. like over 60  pairs of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy to see the hubbies are participating. I'm of course glad that Mr Gan is also very hands on. He gets excited at everything about the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we bough the baby cot:) so he moved his computer table out of our room to make way for the cot, he mildly grumbled that he was getting kicked out if his room even before baby's birth. But I know it was out of jest, he was grinning as he said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have about 3 more mths to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited beyond belief. But I am sure eventually it becomes too exciting, it's bordering on anxious .. can't wait to meet my baby!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though now he has started kicking and flipping inside my tummy. The feeling Is so surreal, as though someone flicked from inside . Naughty naughty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Gan would put his palm on the tummy and wait patiently for baby to kick his palm. And when he feels a subtle jolt, he will laugh. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I stopped and realized, there's actually a little human being inside me and I become so overwhelmed all over again. It's so so magical .. it's just amazing ., haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Monday, 25 weeks preggy, baby is about 700 g already and I gained 10 kg in  total ( yikes !) hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a day closer, everyday is wonderful and hope everyone is having the same too. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-3657227170120542733?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3657227170120542733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=3657227170120542733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/3657227170120542733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/3657227170120542733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/25-october-2010-how-big-i-am-today_25.html' title='25 October 2010- how big i am today?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-4869316263697726857</id><published>2010-10-23T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:35:54.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TMKQWG-kmfI/AAAAAAAACSs/RR-gfgx1Tfc/img_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am rounder And rounder ....&lt;br /&gt;in a normal circumstance.. the Hubby Will frown.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in this case, when Hubby sees My round round tummy ( ignoring the chicken fatty thighs) his grin gets wider And wider.,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-4869316263697726857?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4869316263697726857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=4869316263697726857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/4869316263697726857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/4869316263697726857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/transformation.html' title='the transformation'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/TMKQWG-kmfI/AAAAAAAACSs/RR-gfgx1Tfc/s72-c/img_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-3627561089391268640</id><published>2010-09-21T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:56:00.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frasers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>What is it like - the two of us..</title><content type='html'>I mean.. baby and me... not Gan and me..heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 5 months have not been short of amazing... a living being growing inside my stomach, just the thought of me still stuns me from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 3 months, baby got me so tired I was sleeping most of the time... at 9 I was in bed.. it's nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly go to work too as I kept falling asleep. But Doc says thats because my body was manufacturing a placenta, a home for the baby and also 40% more blood.. wa.. sounds like a lot of work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the first 3 months past.. it has been quite a breeze.. other than the short occassional stints of gas and tummy discomforts, baby hasn't been giving me much problem. In addition baby gives me a very nice round bump in front.. hubby seems to like it more than anything else, always stroking and kissing the tummy.. it's so funny.. I am no longer the most kissable.. my tummy is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, alas, last week I had food poisoning.. actually hubby and me.. not sure what we ate, maybe in Fraser's Hill (cause I presume all foods there are half the freshness- very hard to bring up the mountain you know?).. oh it was terrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days, we bombed the whole room, I think the stench was unbearable.. hubby was vomitting, I was having diarrhoea..&lt;br /&gt;Only concern I had was .. is the baby afffected? Phew, doctor says baby cant feel a thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah then.. anyway it's over now.. we're all good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today we will be going for 3D scan ----- IS BABY a BOY OR GIRL????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITING LAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehe.. will tell you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-3627561089391268640?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3627561089391268640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=3627561089391268640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/3627561089391268640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/3627561089391268640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-is-it-like-two-of-us.html' title='What is it like - the two of us..'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1639761503313132575</id><published>2010-08-19T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:53:24.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THERES NO PLACE LIKE HOME</title><content type='html'>So Good to be back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays may be exciting and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, there's no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back smelling the Singapore Sembawang air, the hawker's foods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.... good to be back. heheheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uploaded most of my Europe photoes on my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload here hee heeezz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I have time. Not that I am busy actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I mop around the house with the baby bump a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is sleeepp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-6 more months and I can meet baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1639761503313132575?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1639761503313132575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1639761503313132575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1639761503313132575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1639761503313132575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='THERES NO PLACE LIKE HOME'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5171197826218018680</id><published>2010-08-04T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:54:39.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling unsafe.. missing something?</title><content type='html'>Eversince I reached Europe I had this uneasy feeling.. a strangers nation... so many unknowns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But In London I didnt feel much of it cause I am so familiar With it... I know the ways. I have some friends left... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Paris however, I feel a lot lot more uncomfortable. Upon hearing pickpocketing news And the metro station cheating occurence to us this morning And the unfriendliness of the people Plus their unspeakable language... hmms ... &lt;br /&gt;Wary all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised why. I have always felt so so safe next To Gan. He is like My bodyguard, My protector, My guardian, even when we were in strange countries, facing difficult situations, as long as I am With him.. I normally feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still we are normally inseperable. I get too used To him bring around making me feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Gan is half a globe away :( &lt;br /&gt;He is Not With me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Now I have To be strong for myself And Baby And Mami :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 10 Aug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan Will be waiting for me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5171197826218018680?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5171197826218018680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5171197826218018680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5171197826218018680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5171197826218018680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/08/feeling-unsafe-missing-something.html' title='feeling unsafe.. missing something?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1363981754610056541</id><published>2010-07-24T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:36:49.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can hardly recognise myself.,,</title><content type='html'>I am amongst the vainest vain pots in the world, or I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months back, I was still matching My clothes To the nine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silk top With Wool pencil skirt enhancing My enviable rear curves, a matching delicate pearl necklace And of course My bag must match My shoes, is it gold today? black? shocking pink? blue? brown? You name it I have the matching  bags And shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, I even have matching hairbands, yup courtesy of Blair Waldorf. From bows To feathers. Crazy but yes. I have the collection. From pink To gold to Turquoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago. Everything changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only My favourite piece of clothing is Eutjin's huge T shirt, I am totally revolted at the thought of colourful bright colours, flowers, bows, laces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of bring excited To plan My wardrobe for the week, I totally dread dressing up for work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black, grey, White And cream are now My friends. I chucked away all My bright And frilly tops in the store room. My poor darlings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a 70% SALE sign on My favourite shops no longer turn me on. I wont even bat an eyelid. Sad? Weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...but Gan is so ecstatic I completely stopped My shopping habit!! At least someone is blissful. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me Im expecting a boy. Well either way I am happy. But right now I definitely cant recognise myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its also because most of My paired suits, jackets And dresses no longer Fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People May Not give up seats for me on the MRT yet. But that bump in the abdomen area ( which looks like i have been crazily binging on donuts) totally Make me feel unsexy And really, I should stop trying To Fit into the Power suits. I look like penguin With a flat feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention I am Not allowed high heels as Gan is scared his clumsy wife May trip over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am stuck With My flat Hush puppies pumps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I open My shoe cupboard, stare at My super sexy Aldo stilletoes.. I can just sigh And hope that They Will still be so pretty next year when I Will be back With a vengeance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing up My hair, I hate putting on Make up And generally My days are filled With sleeping And mopping around at home. Hur hur.,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I am growing mould already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I told Gan I am determined To change back slowly And See My friends at least once every fort night. Gee.. so lazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I tell you i am hormonal? Oh totally. Fickle minded too. I seem To be ordering everything on the menu And I cant finish one dish. Poor Gan always has To be the clean up deptartment, I think his bump is growing too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but wonderful things are happening too. Gan has never been so sweet And affectionate. Oh well only when My hormones have Not irritated the hell out of him yet la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever it is, everytime I stroke my Baby, talk To My Baby, remember how blessed And excited I am. Nothing else seems To matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become auntie then become auntie lor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares? :) Now, in Gan's Oversized T shirt, lying in bed, blogging And watching Gan Updating his GPS, I am happy. So contented. Every fifteen minutes Gan would turn around And smile his million dollar smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats enough for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a New beginning. We are happy And nothing else matters :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1363981754610056541?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1363981754610056541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1363981754610056541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1363981754610056541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1363981754610056541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-hardly-recognise-myself.html' title='can hardly recognise myself.,,'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7285744433008311409</id><published>2010-07-10T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T15:58:09.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love at first sight..</title><content type='html'>Something amazing happened at Doctor Tan today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the black And White monitor, We saw the little Tiny hands waving at us, And a little cute Body dancing about. just about 2.5 cm long in reality. oh so mini.,, sp cute..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me And Gan just fell in love at first sight... We were giggling And smiling so much for the rest of the day. The feeling is just amazing.. , undescribable.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we're expecting our first born.. boy or girl? we Will know in time .. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and The Daddy is so so excited you can See his smile ear To ear everyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing day.. everytime i look at the Photo, the smile comes back again... the amazing little cutie inside me.. amazing.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-7285744433008311409?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7285744433008311409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=7285744433008311409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7285744433008311409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7285744433008311409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-at-first-sight.html' title='love at first sight..'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1147581908160658289</id><published>2010-07-04T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T19:20:27.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Fever So far - wohoohoooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>All South American final? mpph.. no way.&lt;br /&gt;I have Been saying that since the start of the season but noone listened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be all European final.&lt;br /&gt;We have seen how all the sambal belacan football doesn't work anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Latin dancing with the ball was trumped over by the Dutch impeccable drama, almost as good as Korean drama, and of course trumped by precise and effective football technology from Germany, don't play play even got motorcycle at their defense side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we gotta admit the Holland team is genius.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach ady warned them :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you wanna dance with the Brazillian ? aya.. Forget it. Cannot win la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know their weakness, they are hot tempered and reckless, one of them has a fetish for stepping on thighs too.. heh heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know what to do? Drama until cannot drama Liao... then get all the free  kicks you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course dive and annoy them as much as you can, Robben you do your Oscar quality acts ok??!!  one of them will be soooo pissed they will get a red card, and wohoo semis here we go!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Oranje listened to the coach. good boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it will be Holland VS Germany at the final.... Drama vs Precise Engineering? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait .. I think the Dutch will tone down their drama and go back to their effective football, though not as clean as the Germans, Holland has good chance too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't seem to be running as fast or as much though, did they have space cake for dinner?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget Spain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry. Spain ah.. I really dunno what's going on with them. Seriously, Spain vS paraguay was such a bad game i was half asleep. the hubby was snoring next to me. &lt;br /&gt;All the passes haywire and noone stands at the right places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, they are just damn lucky to have Casillas to be goalie.. not only so cute and macho, he is just dam good and now probably worlds best after Cesar screwed up last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Uruguay? They are just damn lucky to be in the QF, seriously. they are just in 'cause the normal powerhouses screwed up earlier on and oh... don't forget, because Suarez apparently is a National Volleyballer too. What an azzz, he should be banned from FIFA.&lt;br /&gt;So if Uruguay wins again, there must be some miracle. Oh wait Suarez not playing against Holland, so no chance lo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .. wohhop we won't hve to see flabby Maradona run around naked anymore..&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the guys, we won't be seeing the Paraguayan chick streaking either..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Brazil..well I think they can try again next time when they are more cool headed and wiser. Even handsome Kaka almost lost it, would have been funny to see Kaka really punch Oijer and leave only 9 men team on field for once. tsk tsk. they should try meditation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Argentina, maybe they can get a real Coach and a real goalie too. They may have Messi for a very very dangerous front.. but their backside all holes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defenders and Keeper need change. tsk tsk. Or at least hairstyle change. I think Romero's hair is so long and curly that it keeps covering his face, so he can never see the ball la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a 3 day withdrawal football syndrome. So sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe play DOTA for 3 days.. &lt;br /&gt;Til Wednesday then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going Orange and BMW!! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1147581908160658289?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1147581908160658289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1147581908160658289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1147581908160658289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1147581908160658289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-fever-so-far-wohoohoooooo.html' title='World Cup Fever So far - wohoohoooooo!!!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-854798567802002607</id><published>2010-05-05T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:02:47.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING -  The Tea and The Boat Posers</title><content type='html'>First of All, before I wrap up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gown is from POIS @ Paragon, I bought it, one look and the hubby was drooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silk Chiffon from &lt;a href="http://www.gattinollicouture.com/"&gt;Gatti Nolli,&lt;/a&gt; a Lebanese couture Guru, a beautiful flowing number with Greek Goddess empire cut. My shoes were dirty gold from Aldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gan hubby donned his CK suit with Zara shirt..so hamsem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue was Sentosa ONE 15 Marina, because we didnt want a hotel, we wanted something different. To top it off, we also got a yacht for the night for the after party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 26 tables of lovely guests and everyone said it was one of the most special wedding they ever attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly because it was very personal and me and Gan participated a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schedule included, me and Gan singing the walk-in : "Quando, Quando Quando", Me serenading him with " At Last" and we sang another song " Way back into love together in the end", as well as the crazy yam-seng-kissing session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another special thing? 2 bridesmaids of mine, Cat and Tara, the best and no less, are our ' beer girls'. Sorry though not Tiger beer girls, they serve hard liquors only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottles of hard liquor, Vodka, Chivas, Brandy, etc were put on top of every happening table (of course not the aunti uncle's tables...) We have researched beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard one table finished 3 bottles of hard liquor, no less... Wohoo!! Happy Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had many interesting speeches, the bestman and the maid of honour had a speech each too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I begin on telling the honeymoon stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEre are pictures of the tea ceremony that fateful afternoon.. on the yacht's living area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aQABlIscI/AAAAAAAACSE/Pj-PVH5EBL4/s1600-h/_MG_4663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442195529822417346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aQABlIscI/AAAAAAAACSE/Pj-PVH5EBL4/s320/_MG_4663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy daddy.. I big girl now.. getting married liaoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aPtuAB09I/AAAAAAAACR8/Jm-QONTMELU/s1600-h/_MG_4669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442195215328859090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aPtuAB09I/AAAAAAAACR8/Jm-QONTMELU/s320/_MG_4669.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. my gown =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aPdbwoROI/AAAAAAAACR0/igbuUXB2KUI/s1600-h/_MG_4683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442194935554524386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aPdbwoROI/AAAAAAAACR0/igbuUXB2KUI/s320/_MG_4683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at mommy at Gan's armpit height...She's so mini and cutee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aPBF_lNPI/AAAAAAAACRs/w2jRMSbpjmA/s1600-h/_MG_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442194448675321074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aPBF_lNPI/AAAAAAAACRs/w2jRMSbpjmA/s320/_MG_4753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the brotherly loveeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aOzLKkCQI/AAAAAAAACRk/0f28AKji6AM/s1600-h/_MG_4728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442194209545390338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aOzLKkCQI/AAAAAAAACRk/0f28AKji6AM/s320/_MG_4728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPY LAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was giggling and laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aOec9HNxI/AAAAAAAACRc/CrUdwQ_kCsg/s1600-h/_MG_4760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442193853543560978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aOec9HNxI/AAAAAAAACRc/CrUdwQ_kCsg/s320/_MG_4760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy GANs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aOPA-IGqI/AAAAAAAACRU/wR5viRhDPr4/s1600-h/_MG_4769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442193588333583010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aOPA-IGqI/AAAAAAAACRU/wR5viRhDPr4/s320/_MG_4769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the funniest and happiest looking tea ceremony ever =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aN8PDKZRI/AAAAAAAACRM/c3yFOzJftpc/s1600-h/_MG_4779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442193265695286546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aN8PDKZRI/AAAAAAAACRM/c3yFOzJftpc/s320/_MG_4779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the husband and yours truly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aNnpi4tLI/AAAAAAAACRE/dxlVo04wZlY/s1600-h/_MG_4840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442192912030414002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aNnpi4tLI/AAAAAAAACRE/dxlVo04wZlY/s320/_MG_4840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYE! Sorry ah! Showing off my Dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Greek Goddess-y, cream chiffon silk with such pretty diamante-lined plunging square neck line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has 'wings' like fairies and it had the flow of the wind.. the husband was droolin when i tried it on. We decided to buy it after half a day of contemplating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aNZdfJ04I/AAAAAAAACQ8/Q3zLnitkBm0/s1600-h/_MG_4920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442192668275364738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aNZdfJ04I/AAAAAAAACQ8/Q3zLnitkBm0/s320/_MG_4920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aNKOPQVRI/AAAAAAAACQ0/8aYhR10euI4/s1600-h/_MG_4936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442192406484112658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aNKOPQVRI/AAAAAAAACQ0/8aYhR10euI4/s320/_MG_4936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aM1HiuTZI/AAAAAAAACQs/bu-rQ_AcNBw/s1600-h/_MG_4943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442192043909467538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aM1HiuTZI/AAAAAAAACQs/bu-rQ_AcNBw/s320/_MG_4943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a special gift from Serena and Su... My own edible yummy wedding cake.. cause the big one in the ballroom is made of stone. ^+^.. yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Oh! the after party was held in the yacht.. another story altogether I gotta tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was crazzzzyyyyyyyyyyyy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all.. such a Happy Day =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone should get married... it's such a happy occasion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-854798567802002607?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/854798567802002607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=854798567802002607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/854798567802002607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/854798567802002607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-big-fat-greek-sentosarini-wedding.html' title='MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING -  The Tea and The Boat Posers'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aQABlIscI/AAAAAAAACSE/Pj-PVH5EBL4/s72-c/_MG_4663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1515322751414395891</id><published>2010-05-01T08:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:26:44.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hiatus</title><content type='html'>I have been a little inactive in recording my daily happenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ... perhaps a tad too understated. I have gone MIA for some time. heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason not prioritizing keeping my diary. online diary that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That simple reason being lack of spare time. Any time spent in front of my lappie is only for a few things : surf necessary internet, watch American TV series ( Rome is amazing), work work work or DOTA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime out of it is spent travelling about trying to build my little retirement nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NOW!!! There's IPHONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can blog on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh looks like I will be ranting nonsense again. And immortalise the nonsense in the cyberworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me IPhone is a Godsend after Mr Gan. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now I am on the way to Palm Resort Malaysia - team building with Walton, rest- yay!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1515322751414395891?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1515322751414395891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1515322751414395891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1515322751414395891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1515322751414395891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/hiatus.html' title='The Hiatus'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-3115087513518200191</id><published>2010-03-05T12:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:48:29.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING--Part 3 - The NIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the night falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride unmade and remade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shades of gold on her lids..&lt;br /&gt;Sparking tiara in the hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chiffon silk gown flows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groom nervously handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aMRgd3SmI/AAAAAAAACQk/0_ZzUlG8yuQ/s1600-h/_MG_4950.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442191129501150466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aL_5GyrQI/AAAAAAAACQc/aiN6l1agEII/s320/_MG_4958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roses white blue...depicting the azzure blue waters and the white walls of Santorini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aLqCpj21I/AAAAAAAACQU/sZhiAP9DUAY/s1600-h/_MG_4959.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442190754105776978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aLqCpj21I/AAAAAAAACQU/sZhiAP9DUAY/s320/_MG_4959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Welcome To our Celebration ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aLFdyfd3I/AAAAAAAACQM/iFyedNYHT28/s1600-h/_MG_4962.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442190125735835506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aLFdyfd3I/AAAAAAAACQM/iFyedNYHT28/s320/_MG_4962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aK1DOYMuI/AAAAAAAACQE/j4fGpWXdfj4/s1600-h/_MG_4965.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189843727135458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aK1DOYMuI/AAAAAAAACQE/j4fGpWXdfj4/s320/_MG_4965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aKqyXswHI/AAAAAAAACP8/AuJF9x5qZ4M/s1600-h/_MG_4986.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189667404136562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aKqyXswHI/AAAAAAAACP8/AuJF9x5qZ4M/s320/_MG_4986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aKUK8JY_I/AAAAAAAACP0/5QgJAfAago4/s1600-h/_MG_4997.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442189278862468082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aKUK8JY_I/AAAAAAAACP0/5QgJAfAago4/s320/_MG_4997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guests were trickling in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so, May The banquet begins...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aKAL25EEI/AAAAAAAACPs/NE6oulacrds/s1600-h/_MG_5038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442188935511478338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aKAL25EEI/AAAAAAAACPs/NE6oulacrds/s320/_MG_5038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started With a song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amongst the clouds of dry ice as we had our first walk-in.. We were beaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Gan To sing With me at our wedding is a classic. You know how hard to get him to sing and dance? You normally need a bucketful of Kilkenny first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aIDtX1jOI/AAAAAAAACPk/FbW9mUFGS2g/s1600-h/_MG_5067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442186797024382178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aIDtX1jOI/AAAAAAAACPk/FbW9mUFGS2g/s320/_MG_5067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me when Will you be mine? Tell me.. Quando Quando quando..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Gan and me serenaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aHt4GqglI/AAAAAAAACPc/eCkEH4WMtw4/s1600-h/_MG_5126.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442186421948023378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aHt4GqglI/AAAAAAAACPc/eCkEH4WMtw4/s320/_MG_5126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were Graced by August's magical piano fingers And Sue Ann's sweet sweet voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aHeg7qKEI/AAAAAAAACPU/GCefjYA81wE/s1600-h/_MG_5086.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442186158029809730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aHeg7qKEI/AAAAAAAACPU/GCefjYA81wE/s320/_MG_5086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day me and Gan have put a step forward and declared our love and commitment to our beloved families and friends. it was one of the most joyous occasion of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aHFmAn_KI/AAAAAAAACPM/lGyT7LECvTo/s1600-h/_MG_5156.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442185729896086690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aHFmAn_KI/AAAAAAAACPM/lGyT7LECvTo/s320/_MG_5156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and daddy were happily laughing away.. Such a beautiful sight.，my wish is for them to be this happy for the rest of their life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aGrc_1NbI/AAAAAAAACPE/GJZjukBpEKg/s1600-h/_MG_5170.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442185280800241074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aGrc_1NbI/AAAAAAAACPE/GJZjukBpEKg/s320/_MG_5170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!!! The Master of Ceremonies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sham and Shiling were wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Sham who adorned the Greek toga.. how festive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. he wore some pants underneath. Or so he said ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aGc1l4HRI/AAAAAAAACO8/Ubhy7rDKIgs/s1600-h/_MG_5182.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442185029704228114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aGc1l4HRI/AAAAAAAACO8/Ubhy7rDKIgs/s320/_MG_5182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best man, Stephen Cheng stepped up to podium. To say a few words for the groom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like reveal some dark secrets about Gan! I saw his mom dropped jaw at some point. The stories revolves around how Gan Turned from a skinny IT geek to a cool handsome bad ass who drinks and smokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* shrugs* but then again he turned into the man I fell in love with and married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, Still the same sweet smiley sunshine of an awesome man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442184639774223746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aGGI_UbYI/AAAAAAAACO0/R7PfMYY40-o/s320/_MG_5271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Jac the maid of honour said some really sweet words for me and us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started with " and now it's my turn.. unlike the bestman, don't worry. I'm not long winded and I don't have a funny accent.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch.. but we all giggled out of good humour. Such an amazing feeling, getting hithched.. I felt like I was floating on clouds and the day was but a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aFhitqutI/AAAAAAAACOs/pn6moigoBbI/s1600-h/_MG_5302.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442184011024349906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aFhitqutI/AAAAAAAACOs/pn6moigoBbI/s320/_MG_5302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aFQA62-YI/AAAAAAAACOk/2zRnaf91q1w/s1600-h/_MG_5318.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442183709895096706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aFQA62-YI/AAAAAAAACOk/2zRnaf91q1w/s320/_MG_5318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was all smiles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy bridesmaids included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I say it? it was simply whimsical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aBdl735tI/AAAAAAAACOc/XVEbHTsa6X8/s1600-h/_MG_5342.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442179545123251922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aBdl735tI/AAAAAAAACOc/XVEbHTsa6X8/s320/_MG_5342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen two happier people cutting a giant cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aBJAiPJqI/AAAAAAAACOU/qvNLhjOapqE/s1600-h/_MG_5390.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442179191486228130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aBJAiPJqI/AAAAAAAACOU/qvNLhjOapqE/s320/_MG_5390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champagne Fountain was to signify how smoothly our love will flow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4YDuB5Vd3I/AAAAAAAACOM/b_vWN9HL_K8/s1600-h/_MG_5477.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442041289041606514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4YDuB5Vd3I/AAAAAAAACOM/b_vWN9HL_K8/s320/_MG_5477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh gotta tell you how they did the yam Seng!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Gan have to lock lips for as long as they yammmmmmmmmmm senggggggggggggg.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPffffppphfffff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We simply ran out of breath..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4YDZcpUBWI/AAAAAAAACOE/u_pg8MImsoE/s1600-h/_MG_5494.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442040935444907362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4YDZcpUBWI/AAAAAAAACOE/u_pg8MImsoE/s320/_MG_5494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was S'wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a kiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was 8th August 2008. The day we began... the rest of our life together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-3115087513518200191?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3115087513518200191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=3115087513518200191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/3115087513518200191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/3115087513518200191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-big-fat-greek-sentosarini-wedding.html' title='MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING--Part 3 - The NIGHT'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/S4aMRgd3SmI/AAAAAAAACQk/0_ZzUlG8yuQ/s72-c/_MG_4950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-6087621226250211210</id><published>2009-12-25T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:17:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING! The Bakmie Part</title><content type='html'>The Bride was all smiling then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white knight has saved the damsel and now they are on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAfWSKnnI/AAAAAAAACNI/Z8nM4BuVCOg/s1600-h/-3314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396227685821881970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAfWSKnnI/AAAAAAAACNI/Z8nM4BuVCOg/s320/-3314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAe9jr6pI/AAAAAAAACNA/O62lEvK2SVk/s1600-h/-3313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396227679184480914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAe9jr6pI/AAAAAAAACNA/O62lEvK2SVk/s320/-3313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAfyoTRpI/AAAAAAAACNQ/I2N2LW2LWuI/s1600-h/-3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396227693430916754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAfyoTRpI/AAAAAAAACNQ/I2N2LW2LWuI/s320/-3317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKMIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because our mini little venture of bakmie stall in IMM Jurong is so special to me and Eu-Tjin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there and treated the whole entourage with bakmie lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNDG4dqKMI/AAAAAAAACNw/2aNTYm26jBI/s1600-h/_MG_4551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396230564035045570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNDG4dqKMI/AAAAAAAACNw/2aNTYm26jBI/s320/_MG_4551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my bro Dewit and hubby Gan... preparing our orders for 20 bakmie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNDGqTyIJI/AAAAAAAACNo/1tdhw9aXzeo/s1600-h/_MG_4548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396230560235528338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNDGqTyIJI/AAAAAAAACNo/1tdhw9aXzeo/s320/_MG_4548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's Cat the bridesmaid taking the chilli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNDGF36paI/AAAAAAAACNg/DPBN7p8ds30/s1600-h/_MG_4544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396230550454969762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNDGF36paI/AAAAAAAACNg/DPBN7p8ds30/s320/_MG_4544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's everyone enjoying the pangsit goreng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAgYhl_zI/AAAAAAAACNY/G6JtosGsUY0/s1600-h/-3322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396227703603330866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAgYhl_zI/AAAAAAAACNY/G6JtosGsUY0/s320/-3322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the happy Bakmie couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not only memorable but throroughly meaningful for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been to our mommy's bakmie stall, thank you very very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't, please take a peek : &lt;a href="http://www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til the next stop - ONE' 15 Sentosa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-6087621226250211210?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6087621226250211210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=6087621226250211210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6087621226250211210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6087621226250211210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-big-fat-greek-sentosarini-wedding.html' title='MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING! The Bakmie Part'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuNAfWSKnnI/AAAAAAAACNI/Z8nM4BuVCOg/s72-c/-3314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-6755325437275118006</id><published>2009-12-02T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:16:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sales Girl who's scared of Sales Girl.</title><content type='html'>What's in a name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call them Relationship Managers, call them Account Managers, call me Land banking Consultant, call me Investment advisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it. We are sales people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they sell shoes, jewellery, spa packages, IT solutions, investment products, insurance, houses. whatever. in sales means in sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird for sales people to be scared of sales people?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause I cannot do hardsell, I don't and not allowed to by company anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am super scared of hardsellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I become a sucker and sign up anyway... like my spa package! goodness, I was so scared to go for my last session cause I know the spa girl sure call me "sayang", give me those puppy eyes and persuade me into signing up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am scared that I turn up my wall and become super rude. Like how I got so annoyed and tell them off in the face. And then felt so awful afterwards cause I know they're just doing their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what happened to my Stanchart RM. I forgot my password to my account and I had to change some of my status like my name spelling and my citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I went to the Thomson branch. and GOSH! Aren't they overstaffed? totally no customer on a Monday lunch time! So many RMs walking about eating free money cause&lt;em&gt; bo seng li&lt;/em&gt; mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then sat down with one of them VV, VV was nice and friendly, attended to my enquiries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the she walked off for quite sometime to sort out the stuff. And I think she purposely took her time cause noone else in the bank anyway, must look like got do work ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when the problem starts. There were so many brochures laid our at the table. All right in front of you with pretty pictures.... must be a trick.. grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started browsing one of them, which says 14%p.a... basket...&lt;br /&gt;she just timed it perfectly, that's when she returned, I think she been spying on me from the back, wait til I picked up one of the brochures and came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, can I explain to you more about that savings program? It's pretty high you know? 14% pa.. come let me explain to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Er... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to say:  "Please lor.. dont bluff me!!! I know it's tied to an endowment plan, which is really for people who do not know how to save money regularly and invest them. The actual returns are only about 2-4% p.a I think and pls lor.. it's 25 yrs maturity. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I said: " Actually my husband is waiting for me outside.. I really have no time now.."&lt;br /&gt;which is also true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then went on," Really it shouldnt take long.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands got clammy, cause I am scared my horns started growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ER.. no thanks, I know it's a Prudential thing.. maybe I just bring home the brochure first, by the way can you send me the password and everything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh cannot.. it's not safe.. you have to collect it back here..then maybe I can explain then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really? " (BASKET! Since when is it not safe to send bank letters to your home! I know it was a trick for me to see her again...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to say:".. Actually, don't waste your time, I know that the 14% p.a is not that true, coz u can only put in for one month, so effectively it's 1 plus% for the whole yr...seriously.. I am getting 15% p.a on my investment, without fail.. so... thanks...but no thanks.. .."&lt;br /&gt;.. I also wanted to add" Er.. sorry but I have really smart ex school mates and friend who design all these structured products and funds too.. and they will never buy them.. lolx. cause they know inside out they're crap.. but some do invest with me instead..."... which are all entirely true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead.. silly scaredycat me  said "Err.. I really cant think of all these right now, I just want my new account etc first.. please just give me it. Maybe next time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok then, how about you meet me here again next week..? When you get your details next week?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks... I was like.. dang lah... I either have to come up with some excuse again or get irritated..&lt;br /&gt;or.. as Gan suggests, just be very honest with her.. and tell her all these products are not for me.. how I will never buy any investment that a bank sells. Bank's purely for loans and daily moneys. How they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's gonna shoot me with a machine gun next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are clammy again now.. Dang. I am gonna call the hotline to see if they can send the bloody new details to my home. So silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-6755325437275118006?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6755325437275118006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=6755325437275118006&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6755325437275118006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6755325437275118006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/sales-girl-whos-scared-of-sales-girl.html' title='The Sales Girl who&apos;s scared of Sales Girl.'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1036880943069452461</id><published>2009-11-22T12:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:20:54.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Sure Fire Ways to Rid off the Credit Card/ Insurance Girls</title><content type='html'>Give them a break, wil ya? They're just doing their job..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, when they call at the wrong time, I know they may get on your nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being rude and slamming down the phone like many other, why not make their day more interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Was talking to Jac and the girls about this topic and hohoho... She has ideas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Good Morning Miss Lee, my name is Maria, I am calling from RBS, we are hcalling to check if you have credit card from us yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----"Oh don't worry, I have so many already. I am using one as a door stopper, one as a book mark. You think I need one more to scrap my armpit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Hello Miss Lee, my name is Julia. I am calling from UOB Credit line.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----" HA? HA? Hosiwalakewalramehgarajattii..oohhhrammrrmama..geeeyootibubusheshe.haha hahah..hoho..hihi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Good Afternoon Miss Lee, my name is Jenny, calling on behalf of NTUC Income.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Oh.. hi Jenny...=))"........-sound happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Miss Lee.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jenny,,.. what are you wearing??....(softly and cheekily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry?...(must be startled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said..What are you wearing now Jenny??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Ma'am.. I think i call you back later.."...panic liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Oh no.. Jenny. I am free to talk now.. just tell me, what are you wearing?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voila!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they'll put you in a voluntary DO NOT CALL list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1036880943069452461?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1036880943069452461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1036880943069452461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1036880943069452461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1036880943069452461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-sure-fire-ways-to-rid-off-credit-card.html' title='3 Sure Fire Ways to Rid off the Credit Card/ Insurance Girls'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7648120802801768791</id><published>2009-11-07T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T04:35:34.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><title type='text'>MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING!!!!! Part 1 DAYTIME Story</title><content type='html'>Hi Guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big day came and went!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th August 2009.. Let me tell you the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starts with the morning. The preparations and of course the gate crashing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30 am it started. Yup we not the pantang type and we are such late wakers that the traditional 5 am wake-up blah blah blah just wouldnt work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvFLSDnzI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-s2C9n-ki0Y/s1600-h/_MG_3675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396208544494362418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvFLSDnzI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-s2C9n-ki0Y/s320/_MG_3675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara is THE make up expert! No doubt! She's gonna turn me into a pretty pretty princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvF-PomuI/AAAAAAAACKI/9dYcpsT9ZsY/s1600-h/_MG_3694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396208558174411490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvF-PomuI/AAAAAAAACKI/9dYcpsT9ZsY/s320/_MG_3694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvGchateI/AAAAAAAACKQ/6TKJL2f_vCw/s1600-h/_MG_3740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396208566302062050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvGchateI/AAAAAAAACKQ/6TKJL2f_vCw/s320/_MG_3740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my bridesmais. All such hot chiobus... I can't stop saying that I am so blardy blessed with the some of the best babes in the world to be my closest friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made sure I didn't need to lift a finger the last one week before the wedding. They were amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Love you babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvFjQqH6I/AAAAAAAACKA/0cDCiVUojFk/s1600-h/_MG_3820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396208550930948002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvFjQqH6I/AAAAAAAACKA/0cDCiVUojFk/s320/_MG_3820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last check.. lipstick? check.. eye lash check.. sunshine smile.. CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so anxious by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 9.45 already and EU-TJIN IS RUNNING LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girls will make sure he is well punished later on...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet will start with locking the gate! Muahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvGivsseI/AAAAAAAACKY/RME20rK4rIw/s1600-h/_MG_3901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396208567972573666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvGivsseI/AAAAAAAACKY/RME20rK4rIw/s320/_MG_3901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Eu-tjin was getting ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwUt-qGQI/AAAAAAAACKg/2zRxulRMdnw/s1600-h/_MG_3906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396209911017904386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwUt-qGQI/AAAAAAAACKg/2zRxulRMdnw/s320/_MG_3906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx-do1VzI/AAAAAAAACLo/uKQyiyD3xEA/s1600-h/_MG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMze2t40hI/AAAAAAAACLw/Pu-HufYOd-g/s1600-h/_MG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwVHKA9eI/AAAAAAAACKo/pz0t46-YkTM/s1600-h/_MG_3924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396209917776426466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwVHKA9eI/AAAAAAAACKo/pz0t46-YkTM/s320/_MG_3924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx-do1VzI/AAAAAAAACLo/uKQyiyD3xEA/s1600-h/_MG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMze2t40hI/AAAAAAAACLw/Pu-HufYOd-g/s1600-h/_MG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0Zy3BFaI/AAAAAAAACMw/wcAanCsuOYQ/s1600-h/_MG_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAA... All looking so cool. Just hope they are man enough to endure the next 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part the girls enjoy the most, cause we get to torture them.. ahem...&lt;br /&gt;I mean... giv them challenges.. such that they have to work hard to win the bride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME DRINKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwWFEXBWI/AAAAAAAACLA/SWrMMnEg-9M/s1600-h/_MG_4009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396209934395704674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwWFEXBWI/AAAAAAAACLA/SWrMMnEg-9M/s320/_MG_4009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx9LZE3oI/AAAAAAAACLQ/mWYAmc44n-4/s1600-h/_MG_4127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396211705619734146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx9LZE3oI/AAAAAAAACLQ/mWYAmc44n-4/s320/_MG_4127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they liked the welcome drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was themed " The Moments Me and Gan will spend together"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So --- Sour! Sweet! Bitter and SPicy!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour means lots of pomegranate and lime... waaa&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how head bartender CAT mixed the drinks.. but I saw wasabi lemon, chilli and bottles and bottles of alcohol in the kitchen!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what Feng, our photographer said; " I've never seen so much alcohol so early on a wedding day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More drinks for the boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwVZGF_5I/AAAAAAAACKw/h6dzgLuSeN4/s1600-h/_MG_3999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396209922591817618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwVZGF_5I/AAAAAAAACKw/h6dzgLuSeN4/s320/_MG_3999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suppose Eutjin hated it too... ouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwVwa9RWI/AAAAAAAACK4/aw_XxqMiaog/s1600-h/_MG_4011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396209928853341538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMwVwa9RWI/AAAAAAAACK4/aw_XxqMiaog/s320/_MG_4011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx99P-7DI/AAAAAAAACLg/TFYJccz2bSo/s1600-h/_MG_4233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396211719003368498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx99P-7DI/AAAAAAAACLg/TFYJccz2bSo/s320/_MG_4233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!! I don't think the boys liked this one either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry boys! Wax away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls made them guess quite a few riddles, questions about me and also to pick the right lipstick marks.. I suppose all quite standard huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they get it wrong.. DRINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they get it right.. DRINK ALSO! But get water afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx-do1VzI/AAAAAAAACLo/uKQyiyD3xEA/s1600-h/_MG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396211727697532722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx-do1VzI/AAAAAAAACLo/uKQyiyD3xEA/s320/_MG_4289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about licking the icecube til the key inside frees itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant idea right? Would have been funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys being boys, they cheated lah~ They grabbed the icecube and smashed it on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My basket husband so gangster lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babes were so angry they were guarding the lock and don't let them use the key liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many more negotiations... like angpaos... sweet promises... and love poems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls finally let the Gan man get the bride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMze2t40hI/AAAAAAAACLw/Pu-HufYOd-g/s1600-h/_MG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396213383697060370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMze2t40hI/AAAAAAAACLw/Pu-HufYOd-g/s320/_MG_4321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.... such pretty doorb*tches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx9mxucII/AAAAAAAACLY/0QItNKT8leg/s1600-h/_MG_4153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396211712970879106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMx9mxucII/AAAAAAAACLY/0QItNKT8leg/s320/_MG_4153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tara Sandy and Cat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile.. Gan whipped out his sword, battled all the monsters, charged to top of the tower for the damsel in the veil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzftvQKlI/AAAAAAAACMA/iLVc3hx46gI/s1600-h/_MG_4359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396213398466734674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzftvQKlI/AAAAAAAACMA/iLVc3hx46gI/s320/_MG_4359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzgH4uNbI/AAAAAAAACMI/3fqkekUUZ-0/s1600-h/_MG_4372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396213405485774258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzgH4uNbI/AAAAAAAACMI/3fqkekUUZ-0/s320/_MG_4372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye.. so happy to see the husband survived the morning..&lt;br /&gt;more importantly still decided to get married and not give up halfway. hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Proud Mom and the daughter and the Family! Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzgqyL7fI/AAAAAAAACMQ/kNb6PyamRZ0/s1600-h/_MG_4421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396213414853602802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzgqyL7fI/AAAAAAAACMQ/kNb6PyamRZ0/s320/_MG_4421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzfbmOPFI/AAAAAAAACL4/jJaqGXJ1jHk/s1600-h/_MG_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396213393597021266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMzfbmOPFI/AAAAAAAACL4/jJaqGXJ1jHk/s320/_MG_4351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0Zy3BFaI/AAAAAAAACMw/wcAanCsuOYQ/s1600-h/_MG_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396214396273890722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0Zy3BFaI/AAAAAAAACMw/wcAanCsuOYQ/s320/_MG_4510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this next pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0Yi6EXrI/AAAAAAAACMY/YaLpI7jCAk8/s1600-h/_MG_4468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396214374811852466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0Yi6EXrI/AAAAAAAACMY/YaLpI7jCAk8/s320/_MG_4468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally COOL la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac Me and Tara, coolest shot in the whole album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the naturally blown hair all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0ZDklp5I/AAAAAAAACMg/reJ28uUARgM/s1600-h/_MG_4492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396214383580129170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0ZDklp5I/AAAAAAAACMg/reJ28uUARgM/s320/_MG_4492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan and his bride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we are SET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABES CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAN CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDE CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0ZY75IJI/AAAAAAAACMo/d-FdIrUdRUw/s1600-h/_MG_4514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396214389315018898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuM0ZY75IJI/AAAAAAAACMo/d-FdIrUdRUw/s320/_MG_4514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESS CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tummies were grumbling by then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKMIE HERE WE COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-7648120802801768791?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7648120802801768791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=7648120802801768791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7648120802801768791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7648120802801768791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-big-fat-greek-sentosarini-wedding.html' title='MY BIG FAT GREEK SENTOSARINI WEDDING!!!!! Part 1 DAYTIME Story'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SuMvFLSDnzI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-s2C9n-ki0Y/s72-c/_MG_3675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1096496647190478102</id><published>2009-06-29T02:39:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:18:39.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hens night'/><title type='text'>SILLYCELLY's HEN NIGHT!! XOXO- EXPOSED</title><content type='html'>You know that this is not really a Bride's nite but a nite for the girlfriends right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause, seriously, who wants a 6-pecced, tanned, brownly toasted torso placed in front of you with whipped cream all over. With golden curly fur too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to be welcomes with a bed of roses, balloons and hmm...some kinky pressies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Sq5BENZdZjI/AAAAAAAACJA/-BXd4nE8nRU/s1600-h/the+room+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381310145326048818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Sq5BENZdZjI/AAAAAAAACJA/-BXd4nE8nRU/s320/the+room+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So99BJ9D4oI/AAAAAAAACGg/SzpkbaEVC0g/s1600-h/nz+honeymoon+469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372650339281658498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So99BJ9D4oI/AAAAAAAACGg/SzpkbaEVC0g/s320/nz+honeymoon+469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty right? I love love my girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So95fhJ2k9I/AAAAAAAACGI/F7qiRlVMgzU/s1600-h/nz+honeymoon+466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372646462858892242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So95fhJ2k9I/AAAAAAAACGI/F7qiRlVMgzU/s320/nz+honeymoon+466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to be welcomed by girls dressed up like baddies with RED lipsticks, bringing edible wax and battery operated boyfriends as wedding gifts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-Cozcrz6I/AAAAAAAACGw/ze3xbnrX-Yk/s1600-h/me+bel+cat+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372656517993189282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-Cozcrz6I/AAAAAAAACGw/ze3xbnrX-Yk/s320/me+bel+cat+food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sweeten the deal, heaps of yummy finger food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-Cc08yp1I/AAAAAAAACGo/Ip02l2aJejw/s1600-h/babes+in+lbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So96Zu0EN2I/AAAAAAAACGQ/XfvAu_1hqiM/s1600-h/nz+honeymoon+467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372647462958020450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So96Zu0EN2I/AAAAAAAACGQ/XfvAu_1hqiM/s320/nz+honeymoon+467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta cushion our stomach linings with fats before the alcohol wash it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With them, come shots of Jagermeister and hyena shrieks. Who wants a pack of intoxicated vixens who are ready to sell you off to random strangers along Clarke Quay for some DARES???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-EIMIGLeI/AAAAAAAACI4/4xQQCGqcgrU/s1600-h/drunk+babes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372658156705295842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-EIMIGLeI/AAAAAAAACI4/4xQQCGqcgrU/s320/drunk+babes+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-EIMIGLeI/AAAAAAAACI4/4xQQCGqcgrU/s1600-h/drunk+babes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-EDof7tSI/AAAAAAAACIw/ibsRwPMWSzI/s1600-h/the+babes+in+lbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOESNT WANT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean NOTHINGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is WILDER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than a pack of charged up, hilarious, fun loving girlfriends of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to throw me a night I will never forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it's supposed to be more memorable than the night I first met my husband..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hur hur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry.. because of integrity and reputation and stuff we need to live with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't show you all the photoes. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just enjoy the ones that passed the censorship... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of what happened in the hotel room at Swisotel Merchat Court... which GAN booked for me! (BLESS MY HUSBAND!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DI5t9xGI/AAAAAAAACHo/dOxmS2hT9qA/s1600-h/babes+kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372657069432095842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DI5t9xGI/AAAAAAAACHo/dOxmS2hT9qA/s320/babes+kisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls, lipsticks, black dresses and heaps of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pout pout pout..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played the " I have NEver game".. have you played it before? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodness, go google it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so fun when you want to &lt;em&gt;sabo&lt;/em&gt; a particular person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously the game induced some shocking revelations about the girlsfriends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what's in the room stays in the room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, I lost many rounds. They were trying to get me sloshed silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then comes the surprises and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DE0ZYZqI/AAAAAAAACHg/L1S4Diro8HQ/s1600-h/blindfolded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372656999284106914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DE0ZYZqI/AAAAAAAACHg/L1S4Diro8HQ/s320/blindfolded.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The anxious bride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... here is where I stop the photoes.. the girls have some surprises and they had more games that I really dont want to be seen participating, games that involved bananas ..rubbers...whipped cream and lipsticks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since I can't show, let's just stick to your imagination =p.. Nothing illegal dont worry, it was all tastefully done. Hmm.. more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT! Clarke QUAY THERE WE STRUTTED!&lt;br /&gt;First shame was the DARE Cards! Oh Dear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-C4V8ok6I/AAAAAAAACHQ/yjN2t69KWb4/s1600-h/dare+cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372656784952038306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-C4V8ok6I/AAAAAAAACHQ/yjN2t69KWb4/s320/dare+cards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk Tsk.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minee Mineee Myneee Mou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GO UP TO A RANDOM GUY ON THE STREET, TELL HIM HE IS GORGEOUS AND GIVE HIM A DRINK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-CwfmXVPI/AAAAAAAACHA/H1Ms7Gja5KU/s1600-h/dare+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372656650104034546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-CwfmXVPI/AAAAAAAACHA/H1Ms7Gja5KU/s320/dare+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur hur.. poor lad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to kiss him on the cheek and all he gets is mineral water. lolx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Dare... Hmm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily they dont have the photo evidence where I did the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FIND A SEAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD, STRADDLE IT FOR 5 SECONDS AND SCREAM YEEHA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahaha...It was so silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT STOP! BELLY DANCING DARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-CsSJJtZI/AAAAAAAACG4/Qa_HM-5DxTI/s1600-h/dancing+queens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372656577772369298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-CsSJJtZI/AAAAAAAACG4/Qa_HM-5DxTI/s320/dancing+queens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the regular show stealer Jac, who else. XOXO &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-C0k1a-RI/AAAAAAAACHI/UPSYduA3oDY/s1600-h/dare2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372656720228841746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-C0k1a-RI/AAAAAAAACHI/UPSYduA3oDY/s320/dare2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DW5fGhUI/AAAAAAAACH4/LlfxyG5Zb_A/s1600-h/the+cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye..I was scared I might make this dancer lose her job.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT!! NEXT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUMP ROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DW5fGhUI/AAAAAAAACH4/LlfxyG5Zb_A/s1600-h/the+cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372657309887923522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DW5fGhUI/AAAAAAAACH4/LlfxyG5Zb_A/s320/the+cherry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POP THE CHERRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DytSOm5I/AAAAAAAACIg/3sMx7H-tSB8/s1600-h/pump+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372657787649039250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/So-DytSOm5I/AAAAAAAACIg/3sMx7H-tSB8/s320/pump+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Vixen Crew !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was the highlight of the night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so high I went on stage of Pump Room and hogged the mic for one song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sweet Child of Mine" - Guns N Roses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I totally rocked the crowd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the silly clip of me on stage that I wanted to show, but I think, he hehe.. shy lah. plus I don't know how to upload a video file =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE GAN BRIDE RAWKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1096496647190478102?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1096496647190478102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1096496647190478102&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1096496647190478102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1096496647190478102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/sillycellys-hen-night-xoxo-exposed.html' title='SILLYCELLY&apos;s HEN NIGHT!! XOXO- EXPOSED'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Sq5BENZdZjI/AAAAAAAACJA/-BXd4nE8nRU/s72-c/the+room+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7834108397532035022</id><published>2009-06-28T02:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:27:34.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rom'/><title type='text'>My Liddle ROM partay - 14 February 2009</title><content type='html'>This is long overdue, Coz on the 8th August 2009, we just got really really hitched with a wonderful banquet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on 14th February earlier this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with a centre piece....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJxzCY-EI/AAAAAAAACAg/3iMRq-BpAEc/s1600-h/black+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314961998857435202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJxzCY-EI/AAAAAAAACAg/3iMRq-BpAEc/s320/black+rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJxzCY-EI/AAAAAAAACAg/3iMRq-BpAEc/s1600-h/black+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful luscious roses from Violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a pair of Rings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKpKLxg-I/AAAAAAAACCA/iM_SlQq7Mi8/s1600-h/the+ring+boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962949963613154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKpKLxg-I/AAAAAAAACCA/iM_SlQq7Mi8/s320/the+ring+boxes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;White gold, rounded and a diamond that signifies eternity..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKlJHRSzI/AAAAAAAACB4/ILFUwqtZWiY/s1600-h/table2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962880956812082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKlJHRSzI/AAAAAAAACB4/ILFUwqtZWiY/s320/table2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A set up by the pool, in the breeze..&lt;br /&gt;With gold cloths flying by and red rose petals adoring the white spreads..&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to the creative friends we have!)&lt;br /&gt;The families and close friends were there.&lt;br /&gt;The bride was smiling and the groom looks totally calm (no cold feet whatsoever! =)..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the honourable JP, Mr Koh was on time. ..We were late though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKvsu_4zI/AAAAAAAACCQ/b8k8WC9OmJ4/s1600-h/mr+koh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314963062317376306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKvsu_4zI/AAAAAAAACCQ/b8k8WC9OmJ4/s320/mr+koh1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKlJHRSzI/AAAAAAAACB4/ILFUwqtZWiY/s1600-h/table2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this pair of nervous individuals. Eutjin and Marcelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About to sell their lives away to each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Koh asked :" Would you like to read your own vows?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Gan looked at each other, :" Heh? What Vow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comical, I must say. Mr Koh shook his head and took out a list of standard vows.&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you pick one from here then". We just picked the shortest one and went for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAN !! NO VOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's Gan for me. Never really know what to say. Never really have the words. But I know he's ever so true to everything he does. At least I know he're true to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what he says anyway, it's what he does. Vows are vows. Our vows are simple and we express it every other time. I can't stop saying how lucky I am to have finally met Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKbg7a_XI/AAAAAAAACBo/W0_wApCPjzI/s1600-h/solemn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962715550874994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKbg7a_XI/AAAAAAAACBo/W0_wApCPjzI/s320/solemn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKf-cffqI/AAAAAAAACBw/xAB2O859oQE/s1600-h/solemn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKOilVXdI/AAAAAAAACBQ/TNOVeQJbI4g/s1600-h/ring+laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Gan giggled a little and say our "I do"s. It was over before I felt it start. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit nervous, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like.. ok Marcelly, that's it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing how sure Gan is, is really calming. Gan is so sure. Rock solid kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never once, he ever wonders if his bride shall be anyone else but me.&lt;br /&gt;I admit I probably falter more, at least in the mind. But I always run back fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKX_2YX6I/AAAAAAAACBg/MCtYeCJcM5c/s1600-h/signing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962655131754402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKX_2YX6I/AAAAAAAACBg/MCtYeCJcM5c/s320/signing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKTy0-ibI/AAAAAAAACBY/_yAOkTPa4A8/s1600-h/shil+sze.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the ROM goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solemn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKslOmRGI/AAAAAAAACCI/6n9EuVEJ-AI/s1600-h/waltonians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314963008762823778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKslOmRGI/AAAAAAAACCI/6n9EuVEJ-AI/s320/waltonians.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKHHeRDMI/AAAAAAAACBI/6HacTtkHWJQ/s1600-h/mom+rom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKCuSxvpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qEP0DUauH24/s1600-h/mom+n+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962289641766546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKCuSxvpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qEP0DUauH24/s320/mom+n+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKCuSxvpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qEP0DUauH24/s1600-h/mom+n+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKKCuSxvpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qEP0DUauH24/s1600-h/mom+n+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorable.. with Daddy and Mommy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ-tjWpVI/AAAAAAAACA4/Vq4z4PvXLCc/s1600-h/micky+mouse+rom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962220723381586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ-tjWpVI/AAAAAAAACA4/Vq4z4PvXLCc/s320/micky+mouse+rom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ-tjWpVI/AAAAAAAACA4/Vq4z4PvXLCc/s1600-h/micky+mouse+rom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ4-kBzTI/AAAAAAAACAw/pAPMm4xvvzo/s1600-h/apri+jess+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962122210397490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ4-kBzTI/AAAAAAAACAw/pAPMm4xvvzo/s320/apri+jess+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More great friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJu2MBXvI/AAAAAAAACAY/FfzUMxBpl8M/s1600-h/babesrom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314961948163530482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJu2MBXvI/AAAAAAAACAY/FfzUMxBpl8M/s320/babesrom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJu2MBXvI/AAAAAAAACAY/FfzUMxBpl8M/s1600-h/babesrom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJu2MBXvI/AAAAAAAACAY/FfzUMxBpl8M/s1600-h/babesrom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And more great friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ1Bg2o5I/AAAAAAAACAo/grEaYklcF0M/s1600-h/boys1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962054282912658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJ1Bg2o5I/AAAAAAAACAo/grEaYklcF0M/s320/boys1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the handsome boys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJrwuZXOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/8QfuXnMSXjU/s1600-h/album+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314961895157488866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJrwuZXOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/8QfuXnMSXjU/s320/album+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was table that showed off our pre wed photoes.. having said that,,..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was taken in a little island called the "Angel island" off the coast of Jakarta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was beautiful, I shall show some of them next time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personal, simple, we were sorrounded by the closest of friends and families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the bright sunny day signified a whole new beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJn4JFrmI/AAAAAAAACAI/J7iy8iObYVI/s1600-h/canvas+2+red+roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314961828429016674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJn4JFrmI/AAAAAAAACAI/J7iy8iObYVI/s320/canvas+2+red+roses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE DAY I OFFICIALLY BECAME MRS GAN EU TJIN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Cheers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-7834108397532035022?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7834108397532035022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=7834108397532035022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7834108397532035022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7834108397532035022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-liddle-rom-partay-14-february-2009.html' title='My Liddle ROM partay - 14 February 2009'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKJxzCY-EI/AAAAAAAACAg/3iMRq-BpAEc/s72-c/black+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1214686767074478610</id><published>2009-06-25T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:52:37.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Taiwanese Got A1 in Engrisshh Ah?</title><content type='html'>Here's the much promised bit on making a joke out of Taiwanese..&lt;br /&gt;No offence but they really need help with their English!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to China, Taiwan, Korea and I bet even Japan.&lt;br /&gt;You can walk around town and spot really hillarious English phrases, either mispelled, misused or totally abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite cool to feel that our Engrriisshh is so much better than theirs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck cares people say our Singlish ain't cool, at least we won't fail SATS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the Taiwanese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske2g6MWupI/AAAAAAAACEk/7ln95HA6_Xs/s1600-h/ameerican+fried+chicken+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352447358646270610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske2g6MWupI/AAAAAAAACEk/7ln95HA6_Xs/s320/ameerican+fried+chicken+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a roomful of chickens that gets fried.. yikes.. just sounds wrong to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3ngZp-pI/AAAAAAAACFk/DKTToxxSWK8/s1600-h/lie+fallow+wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448571493448338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3ngZp-pI/AAAAAAAACFk/DKTToxxSWK8/s320/lie+fallow+wtf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really love confusing themselves...don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they simply call this place: The &lt;em&gt;Little Chill-out Kiosk&lt;/em&gt; or something.. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3cHWVacI/AAAAAAAACFc/x53qwUJ7_bg/s1600-h/reabak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448375790070210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3cHWVacI/AAAAAAAACFc/x53qwUJ7_bg/s320/reabak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. poor Reebok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3U6TQyqI/AAAAAAAACFU/mK89FfCsQf8/s1600-h/song+bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448252028439202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3U6TQyqI/AAAAAAAACFU/mK89FfCsQf8/s320/song+bo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With road names like Song bo? and SOng Long? I think out Supermarket Sheng Shiong ain't so bad after all leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3QnZaMRI/AAAAAAAACFM/OUuH0WgtbII/s1600-h/vegertable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448178234470674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3QnZaMRI/AAAAAAAACFM/OUuH0WgtbII/s320/vegertable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. I know it's a bit blurry. But if you see and zoom properly... all the sandwiches all DO come with &lt;strong&gt;VEGERTABLE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Vitamin R!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is the best.. found at the fisherman's wharf/Lovers Bridge in Taipei..such a touristy place yet such lousy English translators...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanna goo pee peee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo.. I look for Ladies room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I found LADY..fair enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3L82d8xI/AAAAAAAACFE/ODMryQiZjEI/s1600-h/lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448098094150418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3L82d8xI/AAAAAAAACFE/ODMryQiZjEI/s320/lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAn looks for........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3G1X_fiI/AAAAAAAACE8/JjVA5K-Q6wM/s1600-h/gentle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448010187931170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3G1X_fiI/AAAAAAAACE8/JjVA5K-Q6wM/s320/gentle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3senCE-I/AAAAAAAACFs/vOfA_pF9gZM/s1600-h/land+gentlle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352448656912028642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3senCE-I/AAAAAAAACFs/vOfA_pF9gZM/s320/land+gentlle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Now I am not so sure which one is mine. I am pretty sure I am quite gentle too.. If I didn't see wrongly, an old auntie just walked out of the GENTLE room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait til you get the 3rd choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3AtmWt1I/AAAAAAAACE0/Bq1tDD94vyA/s1600-h/handcapped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352447905021474642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske3AtmWt1I/AAAAAAAACE0/Bq1tDD94vyA/s320/handcapped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah... My hands not capped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not easy finding the right place to pee pee in Taiwan.. eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send some of our English teachers to Taiwan already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1214686767074478610?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1214686767074478610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1214686767074478610&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1214686767074478610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1214686767074478610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/taiwanese-got-a1-in-engrisshh-ah.html' title='Taiwanese Got A1 in Engrisshh Ah?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Ske2g6MWupI/AAAAAAAACEk/7ln95HA6_Xs/s72-c/ameerican+fried+chicken+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-4267836149746025026</id><published>2009-06-10T02:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:18:17.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakmie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>Viva La TaiPei - The Touristy bits</title><content type='html'>You know how I am not a big fan of touristy places. It always feels like being conned, hence the famed tourist traps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, better visit those significant places to mark your visit (sort of peeing around the territory), take photo and have proof that you've been there kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;Silly I know, but don't tell me you don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, the tour was all paid for. Hehehe.. so me and Gan had better tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is really worth visiting in Taipei as a tourist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 101 Building:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time up (maybe til today), this is/was the tallest building in the world. But I think Dubai is building a taller one, and/or Shanghai is building another taller one. And I lost track.... But who cares, tall enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SjECziWcLKI/AAAAAAAACEc/iCkNwbwVTig/s1600-h/me+at+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346057317082999970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SjECziWcLKI/AAAAAAAACEc/iCkNwbwVTig/s320/me+at+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo so screams: " I've been to Taipei". Bloody tourist me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people say, I still feel that Republic Plaza where I work is the tallest in the world. Sheesh. Takes forever to get to my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in front of 101 that day, was a structure not quite as tall as 101, but 101 more times lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TIFFANY &amp;amp; CO Christmas TREE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si_8_YeL9ZI/AAAAAAAACDU/euskd979myY/s1600-h/girls+best+frens+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345769448543090066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si_8_YeL9ZI/AAAAAAAACDU/euskd979myY/s320/girls+best+frens+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Santa baby... so hurrryyyy down the chimney tonight!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than this tree? A whole tree of Girl's best friend. Gan was so scared to go near it, he was like :" I just don't like this treeee.., no sane man would" Such a grand arse my husband. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The GRAND HOTEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldest, most famous, most ridiculously priced hotel in Taiwan????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si_-L8Uvd3I/AAAAAAAACDc/lbG7ZMz1s9Y/s1600-h/grand+hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345770763837208434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si_-L8Uvd3I/AAAAAAAACDc/lbG7ZMz1s9Y/s320/grand+hotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Standard. I borrowed the toilet lor.. And on the way, take lots of pictures. Can't afford a night here, apparently more expensive than Raffles Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if it's older but definitely a whole lot more &lt;em&gt;cheena.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I won't stay in this hotel even if I am willing to pay for it. I keep thinking of jumping Chinese ghosts........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go and take photo of this one when you go Taipei, later people say you no class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Sun Moon Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a distance away from Taipei. But it was quite beautiful. Especially if you live in Singapore and no chance to see a big lake like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si_-yaxZb3I/AAAAAAAACDk/KGiFVFLb7cQ/s1600-h/sunmoonlake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345771424845492082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si_-yaxZb3I/AAAAAAAACDk/KGiFVFLb7cQ/s320/sunmoonlake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother paying and going on the boat, just stay one side and take photoes and relaxx.... the view is good enough. The boat is just a boat. And the island in the middle of the lake is optional. Not so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si__AEsTc4I/AAAAAAAACDs/DefZnWCvdI8/s1600-h/lake+view+and+sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345771659436716930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si__AEsTc4I/AAAAAAAACDs/DefZnWCvdI8/s320/lake+view+and+sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty breathtaking right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SOME TOuristy historical building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was a palace. Then I found out it's a memorial building that houses the tomb of falllen soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SjAAXyfGKDI/AAAAAAAACEM/ecjI5FjburU/s1600-h/apparently+a+tomb+for+fallen+soldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345773166377969714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SjAAXyfGKDI/AAAAAAAACEM/ecjI5FjburU/s320/apparently+a+tomb+for+fallen+soldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si__qvD3orI/AAAAAAAACD8/7WBiSDzEG4Y/s1600-h/at+the+memorial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345772392364352178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si__qvD3orI/AAAAAAAACD8/7WBiSDzEG4Y/s320/at+the+memorial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw the changing guard session at lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing so good about what they do.&lt;br /&gt;But some of the guards are quite droolworthy. You know what they say about guys in uniform right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si__g_Elf0I/AAAAAAAACD0/m4SRSLVZcjU/s1600-h/change+guards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345772224863633218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/Si__g_Elf0I/AAAAAAAACD0/m4SRSLVZcjU/s320/change+guards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thank Heavens for fit Taiwanese blokes. This place is now visit-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;Better take photo with one of the guard too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. LOVERS Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located by the Fisherman's wharf. This place is only visit-worthy if you're going with your lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SjABsK5f0JI/AAAAAAAACEU/vObikQtOZUk/s1600-h/me+et+lovers+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774616040165522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SjABsK5f0JI/AAAAAAAACEU/vObikQtOZUk/s320/me+et+lovers+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me and my husband lover Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Else it's just damn lame to go the Lover's bridge. most of the shops were closed, tourists and locals were hard to spot. Not sure if it was because it was a weekday or a cold autumn day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place has nothing much, almost like quite and quaint Santa Cruz, Monterey or Manly. Just a seaside set-up with lovers hiding and watching the sunset. But much quiter. Good to go there and &lt;em&gt;zho bo &lt;/em&gt;or count birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Nothing else was good enough on my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to the marble mountain or tribal states.Go hiking in the Forests and stuffs. But seriously, it's ok. I'd skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the nature lovers will love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature doesn't like me very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives me mosquito bites, pimples, rashes and a temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the biggest entertainment I had in Taiwan was how they spell sooo many freaking English word wrongly. That or just using it in the wrong context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next is a compilation of that. No wonder, back in college, all the Taiwanese can't speak good English and Kenny always copied my homework. He even wrote dozens of love letters to me in Traditional Chinese. Trust me, he's not being romantic. He just can't write them in English.&lt;br /&gt;Many Many Taiwanese just has very terrible command of English. ( No offence, but I really find it so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to do??? The traditional Chinese writing have soooooooooooo many strokes that their brain got no memory space to remember another language liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the silliest English spellings/sentences ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW!!!! Who has tried my mom's bakmie yet???? (&lt;a href="http://www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Give feedback leh.. email me or comment k... 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Now back to my Taiwan story again.. seems neverending eh????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I mean by non-touristy stuff is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLaces where the TAIWANESE go to. NOT where the TOURISTS go to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the places I love to go for whenever I travel.. It gives so much more feel and character of Taipei, from the local commoners' view. I loathe touristy sites... so unoriginal somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKIiD31siI/AAAAAAAACAA/7s9fxNdTel0/s1600-h/ximending.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314960628987048482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKIiD31siI/AAAAAAAACAA/7s9fxNdTel0/s320/ximending.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Taipei roads really not so pretty. Just like HongKong and Shanghai. Buildings are old, dusty, discoloured and they really no budget to repaint one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKITum18nI/AAAAAAAAB_4/0Hek036F89Q/s1600-h/wufenbu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314960382760448626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKITum18nI/AAAAAAAAB_4/0Hek036F89Q/s320/wufenbu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wu fen Bu&lt;/em&gt;.. Supposedly cheapest best place to shop cause this is where all the stuff originates from. All parts of Taipei buys from here and sell in other chi-chi-er shops. Ok, I admit, some tourists were there too. But most Taiwanese come here to shop too. SO it's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find much there for myself, cause they were selling winter stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a scarf for 5 bux and I don't know where it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some silly stockings - pink checkered and grey.. a bit unwearable.&lt;br /&gt;In All, Taipei shopping did not excite me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loots are either from China or HK and the nicer ones are from Korea and they're expensive. Forget it, U.S is still the best place to shop in the whole wide world. Thank Heavens for Factory Outlets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about clubbing or pubbing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPOSEDLY SUPER HAPPENING IN TAIWAN RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;With girls going crazy drunk and being so openly available and exposed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we thought we'll check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKFDnbOGwI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3oHSvonbWuc/s1600-h/supposedly+hippest+bar+barcode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314956807419861762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKFDnbOGwI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3oHSvonbWuc/s320/supposedly+hippest+bar+barcode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babe Vionne told me BARCODE is the latest in-thing. Trendy, upper classy and refined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKFaWgb5xI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/KIyUzhp3RZA/s1600-h/v+sian+at+the+bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314957198015325970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKFaWgb5xI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/KIyUzhp3RZA/s320/v+sian+at+the+bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer sure what she meant by BARCODE being the in-thing, but maybe we went on the wrong day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally empty, small and unhappening. ............. ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a weekday I know, but geeez..back home, Double O, Zouk and St James still have their snaking queues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKEoTisc3I/AAAAAAAAB_I/uMXwHTZlJgk/s1600-h/supper!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314956338226033522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKEoTisc3I/AAAAAAAAB_I/uMXwHTZlJgk/s320/supper!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing about pubbing in Taiwan so far is the supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan Bing&lt;/em&gt;.... with floss.. yum yum yum.. can't get anywhere else but Taiwan. Best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKCHEPM-2I/AAAAAAAAB-w/fmYxAKPSNMw/s1600-h/serving+vionne+danbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314953568158808930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKCHEPM-2I/AAAAAAAAB-w/fmYxAKPSNMw/s320/serving+vionne+danbing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it comes with an accompanying chio bu like Vionne, even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I know Vionne since I was a teeny pimply teenager, all of 15 yrs old, all the way in a little kampung in England. She was like my &lt;em&gt;da jie&lt;/em&gt;. Still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKAlj7PRnI/AAAAAAAAB94/HjrCJ7QSHEg/s1600-h/best+shabu+shabu+ever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314951893037827698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKAlj7PRnI/AAAAAAAAB94/HjrCJ7QSHEg/s320/best+shabu+shabu+ever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good thing about having your friends rooted at all corners of the world, is that they can take you to the best &lt;em&gt;makans&lt;/em&gt; in the homezones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the best SHABU SHABU I have ever had in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meat was so nice and tender, the soup so tasty, the prawn paste so springy and the spicey sauce sooooo fragrant... But so sorry la.. forgot the place name. If you really want to know, I'll call Vionne or Jojo K..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKBt133BjI/AAAAAAAAB-g/Lpd8q65aaSQ/s1600-h/pretty+lights+at+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314953134806074930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKBt133BjI/AAAAAAAAB-g/Lpd8q65aaSQ/s320/pretty+lights+at+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walkways along the downtown of Taipei at night was really nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not touristy ok. The tour guide never brought us here. ME and Gan found this walkway on the way to Barcode to meet Vionne. Pretty blue lightings. Made us feel so much more in love... heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKB9WUEtnI/AAAAAAAAB-o/Xyz6DYDCFTA/s1600-h/queue+for+meesua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314953401212384882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKB9WUEtnI/AAAAAAAAB-o/Xyz6DYDCFTA/s320/queue+for+meesua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queueing for OA MEE SUA is another past time for Taiwanese also, I think. And the funniest thing is this: NO SEATING. Everyone stood up and eat and they were still buying.. They like it so much ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me? Sorry lah, I don't like OA MEE SUA (Mee sua with oyster). Smelly la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKBpUyrCJI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/lWqDSxCLcUM/s1600-h/ktv+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314953057206470802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKBpUyrCJI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/lWqDSxCLcUM/s320/ktv+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another famous past time for the Taiwanese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KARAOKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CHEAP to go for KTV there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free buffet somemore!! Such a spread ! Can eat until you are 2 cup sizes bigger! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there from 10 to like 4 pm plus, ate and drank, ate and drank and ordered many many cans of beer with &lt;em&gt;suan mei &lt;/em&gt;(btw, it's nice! try it!).. and we prolly spent about 40 bux SGD only. OMG. I can have lunch and dinner here everyday all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing. The KTV system there is so high tech that it can detect you voice. So, if you're singing along, it will switch to analog, if you're not singing, then the singer's voice will come out again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAH!! Can lipsync liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan's favourite past time in any city..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go for foot reflexology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel so safe with Gan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give him a choice of roomful of willing ladies in Orchard Towers or 2 hour with a good foot masseuse, after a day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE will so go for the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKBdtAH-5I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ZbXBjbG2YcY/s1600-h/et+and+cute+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314952857546914706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKBdtAH-5I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ZbXBjbG2YcY/s320/et+and+cute+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Reflexology Centre in Taipei XiMenDing comes with an extra bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very cute girl. The lady owner's daughter. Very hyper, very cheery and I tell you she's gonna grow up to be a &lt;em&gt;zai&lt;/em&gt; salesgirl one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept calling Gan :"Shuai Ge!!! Shuai Ge! (handsome boy)"... all night long and took all the photoes with him, posing ever so cutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Gan's head swell to a size that was almost too big to get through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sharing this story the next morning to my colleagues An and Ken about our great encounter with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan was swelling with pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An was like:" HEH??? She also called me that!!!OMG! Tell you what, she called Gan that. OK I take it. She called me that. OK I take it. But she called Ken "Shua Ge" too!!! I think she doesn't mean it liao!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Gan looked a bit sad after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I reassured him that I still think he is the most handsome man in the whole world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-8188285900738714196?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8188285900738714196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=8188285900738714196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8188285900738714196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8188285900738714196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/viva-la-taipei-non-touristy-stuffs.html' title='Viva la Taipei - the Non Touristy Stuffs'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScKIiD31siI/AAAAAAAACAA/7s9fxNdTel0/s72-c/ximending.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-6302633443018050337</id><published>2009-04-29T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:37:54.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Thing Happened Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday 10 pm at night. Me and Gan were busy making wanton skin with our noodle machine at our new bakmie stall at IMM Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a young gentleman walked up to our stall and asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I meet the boss of this stall please? A Mr Marcelly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Gan and I was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ermm.. we own the stall.  I am Marcelly and Mr Marcelly would be... my husband?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then looked confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I worked upstairs and I found a ring at the ATM downstairs and I was wondering if this is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the ring, "Mr Marcelly - 14/02/09" was engraved nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then told us his little journey of finding us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he found the ring, he googled "Marcelly" and found my sillycelly blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my blog, he found out about www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;From the bakmie blog, he found out that we just started a bakmie stall in IMM Jurong banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there he was, handing us a shiny round little thing with diamond in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS GAN's WEDDING BAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you... how amazing is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank him again, this time pubicly, his name is Gui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free bakmie on the house next time he visits us. Hopefully not with Gan's ring again cause he tends to misplace it sometimes.. Grrr........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also glad for once, that my name is so google-able.&lt;br /&gt;Phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,, thanks again Gui!! May all the good things come to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-6302633443018050337?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6302633443018050337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=6302633443018050337&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6302633443018050337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6302633443018050337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/amazing-thing-happened-yesterday.html' title='Amazing Thing Happened Yesterday'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7058773422233928528</id><published>2009-03-20T00:32:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:59:04.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taichung. Got anything there?</title><content type='html'>Enough deep and complex write-ups.. let's have some brainless banter again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, about our Walton's company trip to Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First stop was Tai Chung..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm.. Best view in TaiChung??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_gFOiEGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YDNAKcmgcLc/s1600-h/my+blur+hubby+at+hotel+bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950699386277986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_gFOiEGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YDNAKcmgcLc/s320/my+blur+hubby+at+hotel+bfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_kuMqw0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/SS9ay8Geh6Q/s1600-h/the+view+at+spa+in+morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_gFOiEGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YDNAKcmgcLc/s1600-h/my+blur+hubby+at+hotel+bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_gFOiEGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YDNAKcmgcLc/s1600-h/my+blur+hubby+at+hotel+bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is seeing my husband's blur face for breakfast. Heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the good things was a freaking private SPA in your own hotel room!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_kuMqw0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/SS9ay8Geh6Q/s1600-h/the+view+at+spa+in+morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950779103789890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_kuMqw0I/AAAAAAAAB9w/SS9ay8Geh6Q/s320/the+view+at+spa+in+morning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overlooking.. err.. dried grass and shrubs.. but trust me, at night, it was beautiful though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_GnonoPI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/7dbZtMs4GoA/s1600-h/the+spa+in+the+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314950261945901298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_GnonoPI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/7dbZtMs4GoA/s320/the+spa+in+the+room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.. the night view better... This was a hot spring hotel in TaiChung.. Freshfields.. up up in the hill.. some say the best hotel in TaiChung!!! Ah.. my boss really spoils us all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ-1rbWsUI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/uwU6mI7ReOs/s1600-h/walton+fighters+and+taiwan+skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949970906231106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ-1rbWsUI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/uwU6mI7ReOs/s320/walton+fighters+and+taiwan+skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has gorgeous view of TaiChung at night..though we all know we're not in TaiChung for the scenery right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ-dg52foI/AAAAAAAAB9I/RhWXOm4aKww/s1600-h/taichung+skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949555764493954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ-dg52foI/AAAAAAAAB9I/RhWXOm4aKww/s320/taichung+skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite babe Yan Ying. She is a heroine in my heart. One of the loveliest colleague around! Love her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ-VLtEvlI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Ixr2Izzm8L4/s1600-h/taiwan+roads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949412634803794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ-VLtEvlI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Ixr2Izzm8L4/s320/taiwan+roads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight view.. ehemm... ok lah.. like Singapore lorr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ9_ne7HjI/AAAAAAAAB84/k33V_5box5k/s1600-h/taichung+roads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314949042134523442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ9_ne7HjI/AAAAAAAAB84/k33V_5box5k/s320/taichung+roads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, it's a bit like HongKong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something else we can't find anywhere else in the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little huts with oh-biang lights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and totally underdressed, pubescent girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIN LANG MEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8q80edvI/AAAAAAAAB8g/d4z_pf0ovhQ/s1600-h/more+bin+land+huts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314947587573184242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8q80edvI/AAAAAAAAB8g/d4z_pf0ovhQ/s320/more+bin+land+huts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's call her up to the coach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8TBu9c3I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/fBknZPer8rs/s1600-h/bin+lang+mei+on+bus+clear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314947176575366002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8TBu9c3I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/fBknZPer8rs/s320/bin+lang+mei+on+bus+clear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how swah-ku Singaporeans are? I bet she felt like some monkey in a zoo.. all cameras were whipped out.. and whohooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder if she's freezing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all that effort,, we only bought one box.. coz seriously.. we all bought pin lang for the girls.. right??? the pin lang itself sucks.. I think beer plus ciggarette and if you're in Amsterdam some exotic leaves... sorted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tooo bad no such thing as cigarette girls wearing bikinis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8OVO7YWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/B4OhQEPOJbE/s1600-h/bin+lang+mei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314947095910375778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8OVO7YWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/B4OhQEPOJbE/s320/bin+lang+mei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go... we only spot PIN LANG Mei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I can't remember anything else I saw on TaiChung roads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another attractice architecture, other than the pin lang huts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was the five cents restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ9zomV8XI/AAAAAAAAB8w/5h9Yb5AOhaU/s1600-h/pretty+5+cents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314948836275646834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ9zomV8XI/AAAAAAAAB8w/5h9Yb5AOhaU/s320/pretty+5+cents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very famous for its cave-like structures, stalactites and stalacmites.. stones.. water feature romantic lightings....ya di da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ9qw4HI6I/AAAAAAAAB8o/t-y6ipOVlkc/s1600-h/five+cents+restaurant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314948683878835106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ9qw4HI6I/AAAAAAAAB8o/t-y6ipOVlkc/s320/five+cents+restaurant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The building totally blew us away..It was amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad.. the food there.. totally blew it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we started wishing we were in an ugly hawker centre wit the best char kway teow with chilli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan &lt;em&gt;Cze Char&lt;/em&gt;.. SUCKS BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful thing happened in TaiChung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet up with old friends.. well more like old boyfriend's family and close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they were still people I practically grew up with and saw me through my hardest days back in Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the boys I shared house with and the boys I pushed supermarket carts loaded with luggage, TV, etc everytime we were kicked out of a rented home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the boys I got drunk with for the first few times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the boys whose guts I used to diss at a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the boys who made me who I am today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to see them all grown up now and all matured....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Wu has moved back to Taiwan, bringing his pet dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's all grown up too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8IAuSbBI/AAAAAAAAB8I/9n6YyDFySqM/s1600-h/steves+bear+avs+pug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314946987325549586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ8IAuSbBI/AAAAAAAAB8I/9n6YyDFySqM/s320/steves+bear+avs+pug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear VS pug???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeee..IT's a bear!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ06cvx3lI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_lS0nLMe1F4/s1600-h/steve%27s+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314939057748434514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ06cvx3lI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_lS0nLMe1F4/s320/steve%27s+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it'a Perrier mountain dog. His name is Dollar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... I saw that eye brow raising, stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the hugestmongoustest doggie I have ever seen in the whole world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me I was flabbergasted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, Dollar is painfully shy and very jovial. He doesn't bark and he is scared of the pug, who's called Lai Fu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dollar&lt;/em&gt; and Lai Fu... so you get the gist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve used to have a dog called MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.. I thought all Taiwanese like funky names... but he has gone totally material girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah.. more stories coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know I am starting my bakmie stall for my mom soon. Very tiring you know the start-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've heard of bakmie?? It's not wantan mee, it's not bak chor mee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually Indonesian noodle.. recipe straight from my lovely mommy.. it's home made too. unlike other noodles which are OEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit: &lt;a href="http://www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.makanbakmie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it intrigues you, do come and give bakmie a try. If you like it, tell your friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-7058773422233928528?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7058773422233928528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=7058773422233928528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7058773422233928528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7058773422233928528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/taichung-got-anything-there.html' title='Taichung. Got anything there?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/ScJ_gFOiEGI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YDNAKcmgcLc/s72-c/my+blur+hubby+at+hotel+bfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-399204222285380993</id><published>2009-03-16T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:23:23.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Does Money Disappear?</title><content type='html'>We all know that the world is undergoing changes and new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;A friend of ours insisted that money has disappeared and people have all become poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money, like energy does not disappear. It just flows elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recession, money changes hands and one man's loss is another man's win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example. Mr X lost money in stock market, he bought Cosco stock at $5 and now it's less that $1.  $4 is gone kaput into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The $5 physically has gone to the person who bought it from him, Mr Y, The money didn't go kaput, it flowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Values disappearing is different from actually physical dollars disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dollars possibly disappear, only if say, you burn them in the incinerator or flush it down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mr Y took the $5 to the casino and lost it. Oh well, $5 has gone to the casino.&lt;br /&gt;If casino use $5 to pay tax, then it went back to govt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If govt used it to buy citi share at $5, then $5 has gone to Mr Z who cold it to him, regardless of the fact that the shares have gone down to $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mr Z used $5 to buy a house and the house has gone down to being worth $3, well..the $5 has to Mr A who sold him the house. Regardless of current valuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The $5 is still intact. It's under Mr A's pillow now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway.. what I am saying is, that money is still there, in fact more because they are printing new ones as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is if we can spot where it flows to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, billions of dollars stayed out of stock market since last year, well this bulk has now gone somewhere. maybe kept in cash, maybe to buy a house, maybe to pay for holidays. maybe to invest in alternative assets. .. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;But definitely not kaput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, stock trading volumes are low these days, but fixed Deposits are fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, it is also business as usual where I work at Walton International.&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen our Celebratory Notice last Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walton may &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; provide investment options with the fastest, most exciting or highest returns, I personally still trade stocks and get stuck, but the key point is DIVERSIFY.  Many people have a dire need to see the need for this. I feel I've spotted opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, that's besides the point. I am not writing this to be about where I work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But about the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are some of the most positive, driven people with the highest energy and awesome attitudes. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;It's contagious and I really want to share this with as many people as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success in everything is 70% mindset and 30% skillset. And I think everyone out there, wherever you are working, should apply the same attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opportunity is abound and abundant! Wake up and smell the coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that those with positive attitudes towards everything will have a much higher chance of making it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is not an easy year. But it's a defining year,  It's the year of golden opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;Those who can spot opportunities will win. Those who don't will not. Whatever it is, jobs, businesses or investments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cheer up, if you're not cheered. As long as your mind is positive, positive things will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a really great year in 2009! I refuse to believe that all are sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THAT IS NOT TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the newspaper for always painting the worst of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: they only talk about how US has the highest amount of debt in the world.&lt;br /&gt;They forgot to mention that US also has the highest GDP revenue in the world! 3 times the second biggest GDP. And if you calculate the Debt VS GDP ratio, US has the lowest ratio among all the other G7 countries at 35%, Japan has the highest with 170%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well... but then again, bad news sell the papers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met someone recently who claimed to be very religious and avid reader of famous faith books... but the only words coming out of her mouth are complaints about the government, ERP raising. inflation... blah blah.. I told her, that if she's not happy, why not move to Zimbabwe !! GOT NO ERP there wat!!! Alternatively, she can move to Jakarta, no ERP but got consistent MASSIVE JAM! Which one she wants? And please, bloody hell, dont want pay ERP, take the freaking MRT lah. In jakarta, you won't even have that option. It's time she wakes up and appreciates what blessing she has. What's the point of reading so much theory and yet don't know how to apply to real life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the newspaper.. Geezz...I do read it everyday, but lucky I can sit on the fence all the time. Many many more over-sensationalised news which only bring fears and negativities to the public. Fears of retrenchments, fear of losing this, losing that. Luckily these days, they started sporting success stories of successful people too.  Stories which are inspiring and motivating. Please do more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now more than ever, WE NEED POSITIVE PEOPLE with POSITIVE mindsets and POSITIVE attitudes. it's TEAM WORK people! Or else we are going backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are already POSITIVE, this is a calling. Please inspire others to be POSITIVE just like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, this is the best year to earn as much as you can because govt is giving more tax rebates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you can afford it, this is probably the best year to buy a new car and go travelling too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see even more opportunities. See??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys do too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL THE BEST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-399204222285380993?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/399204222285380993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=399204222285380993&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/399204222285380993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/399204222285380993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/does-money-disappear.html' title='Does Money Disappear?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-8535220619141973668</id><published>2009-02-15T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:13:28.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><title type='text'>Taiwan FOODIEEEEESSSSS</title><content type='html'>Halloooooo&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Gan here!!! lolololx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoohooooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna comprain lehh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan food hor.. not really all good... only the snacks are delectable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Eutjin went there for a company incentive trip last yr..... And we found their cze char absolutely rubbish!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Me myself on a totally drunken state can cook better!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bland, it's weird, it's plain and it stinks.. especially the veggies...&lt;br /&gt;like as if the chef steamed it under his armpit lidat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water soup!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZue7Ik9vNI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5MdfE0Dn_k0/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007724910886098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZue7Ik9vNI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5MdfE0Dn_k0/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just put some yellow string mushrooms into boiled water and voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about..&lt;br /&gt;Boiled veggie with smelly soy sauce with no taste.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuewFd8b0I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/LyDyX7SRROo/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007535097573186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuewFd8b0I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/LyDyX7SRROo/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks...&lt;br /&gt;But fret not....&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going for meals.. why not go snacks all day long???&lt;br /&gt;Like you can snack 6 times a day! Wouldnt that be even better??&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOO many yummy snacks to look out in Taiwan!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, where do we start... so many night markets to go to!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of coz check out the most famous one la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shihlin!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZufTm8FzwI/AAAAAAAAB5w/HaE18y0SZAI/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304008145377808130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZufTm8FzwI/AAAAAAAAB5w/HaE18y0SZAI/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People Mountain People Sea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZufwFZqXsI/AAAAAAAAB6A/3WisxzwTCys/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304008634591239874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZufwFZqXsI/AAAAAAAAB6A/3WisxzwTCys/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowded like noone's business.. and left right centre.. all food!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better starve yourself for a whole day before visiting,,.. or else you'll end up sucking your thumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuiwKBjkWI/AAAAAAAAB7w/-5ZvFasvP30/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304011934367191394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuiwKBjkWI/AAAAAAAAB7w/-5ZvFasvP30/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard of the famous -amous amous crispy chicken chop???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! Check out the queue!! This stall sells 100,000 pieces a day, or so I heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZujAeECflI/AAAAAAAAB74/WI667BxZ484/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304012214624222802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZujAeECflI/AAAAAAAAB74/WI667BxZ484/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The queue like longer than Zouk's... Tsk Tsk... but it was worth it. I tell you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crispy and uber addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuio85ZDVI/AAAAAAAAB7o/umzgTXwvS_g/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304011810584202578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuio85ZDVI/AAAAAAAAB7o/umzgTXwvS_g/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yummy soups!!! So many types..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuig3XkyNI/AAAAAAAAB7g/wWFw-jyd1ZY/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304011671661234386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuig3XkyNI/AAAAAAAAB7g/wWFw-jyd1ZY/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant even remember what this one was...&lt;br /&gt;but we had a feast.. check out the spread on the table..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuh0y5OaMI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/DT-RCBLYpLc/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010914545952962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuh0y5OaMI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/DT-RCBLYpLc/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone just potlucked everything together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the KS Singaporean, we all made sure we got to try each and every one that the night market had to offer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuhc5ZY4zI/AAAAAAAAB7I/mxufA701qDo/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010503974609714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuhc5ZY4zI/AAAAAAAAB7I/mxufA701qDo/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahha!! Coffin bread... heard before???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuhJ5w9_yI/AAAAAAAAB64/sJ67afAwX4k/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304010177655996194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZuhJ5w9_yI/AAAAAAAAB64/sJ67afAwX4k/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle will fry this thick toast bread til crispy, cut it open and filled it up with thick savoury white gravy and a meat of your choice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what if it's called coffin bread, it's a definite MUST to TRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZug7vlLauI/AAAAAAAAB6o/NKAqngCmaVE/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugySOzhYI/AAAAAAAAB6g/PamNAK9Ij7I/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304009771906729346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugySOzhYI/AAAAAAAAB6g/PamNAK9Ij7I/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very Raw.. very PINK Sausages anyone???&lt;br /&gt;Not for me, thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugkLmRhNI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Bc_4z2u15II/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304009529607947474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugkLmRhNI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Bc_4z2u15II/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugVkGzeFI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/XnTTAR5Pstw/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smelly Tofu, ok really quite smelly. I don't like... brr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugDWxMs6I/AAAAAAAAB6I/uOZZ3wHOMFA/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304008965670876066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZugDWxMs6I/AAAAAAAAB6I/uOZZ3wHOMFA/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham chi peng, Guo Tiao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butterfly .. pillow??? Anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is something disturbing in the middle fo the food heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little kids were taught how to torture poor little fishes.. by catching them with dissolvable nets ... Tsk Tsk.. can't they look for non-living thing as a toy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZufqD5lBzI/AAAAAAAAB54/n3Q0UDV5sKU/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304008531109021490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZufqD5lBzI/AAAAAAAAB54/n3Q0UDV5sKU/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.... that was Shihlin... but other than night markets.. there are countless food stalls along the roads.. you won't go hungry in Taiwan. That's for sure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZue_nR6htI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w_pGd03-ro8/s1600-h/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007801871959762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZue_nR6htI/AAAAAAAAB5o/w_pGd03-ro8/s320/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan just loves Taiwan sausage! So do I.. especially when fried til sooo crispy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's better? Put the special sausage in the middle of another sausage made of glutinous rice and you get Taiwanese HOTDOG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZrpJu0UOJI/AAAAAAAAB4g/7OJt-LgLbDI/s1600-h/12122008126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303807864577734802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZrpJu0UOJI/AAAAAAAAB4g/7OJt-LgLbDI/s320/12122008126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr5DTaNQkI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/niEYhxdzaYQ/s1600-h/17122008297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303825346327298626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr5DTaNQkI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/niEYhxdzaYQ/s320/17122008297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwanese Beef noodle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to this street that has many eateries selling only beef noodle. It is 5-10 mins walk from Xi Men Ding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But silly us forgot the name... Brrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, the beef fell off the chopsticks.. So tender and totally degradable.. lol.. I know that's not the right word. But basically it's just soft that grammas and grampas can safely leave their dentures at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to drain all these good food with Taiwan's own brewed beer. Made in TaiChung:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taiwan Beer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr1J6t32fI/AAAAAAAAB4o/y3l_TxzhvwA/s1600-h/13122008166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303821061911468530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr1J6t32fI/AAAAAAAAB4o/y3l_TxzhvwA/s320/13122008166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty smooth and light. I liked it coz its just so freaking cheap anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about breakfast and supper places??? Where do we go for post-chionging feast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr475BzkHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/jhdEgjBxH7M/s1600-h/17122008295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303825218986545266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr475BzkHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/jhdEgjBxH7M/s320/17122008295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan Bing and Xiao Long Bao! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr1aDRniMI/AAAAAAAAB4w/4MN7ftbpuwU/s1600-h/13122008171.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SYRGECVqd4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/i_SGj-MhTro/s1600-h/314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297436096855701378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SYRGECVqd4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/i_SGj-MhTro/s320/314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZr4TM91YyI/AAAAAAAAB5A/xIurvvng7aU/s1600-h/13122008173.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Bing plain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SYRFSRiKPyI/AAAAAAAAB1o/J0gw9Se6li4/s1600-h/316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297435241941188386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SYRFSRiKPyI/AAAAAAAAB1o/J0gw9Se6li4/s320/316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SYRCN5xY1iI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/kyFtPzZ2dnM/s1600-h/274.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Ping roll with floss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yum yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're all so good.. You're gonna get so fat in Taiwan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the good stuff are fried and oily though.. but don't worry, at least you won't be eating lunches and dinners right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, we gained a few kgs in Taiwan, I think, Gan had a whale of time. HE alwayswas seen with some kind of food, anytime of the day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, as long as he comes and starts his squash and golf regime and go back to being a hunkydory again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband you know... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geez. I still can't believe we are actually married..!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok.. I am uploading the ROM photoes... will blog about it ASAP!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YaY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-8535220619141973668?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8535220619141973668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=8535220619141973668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8535220619141973668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8535220619141973668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/taiwan-foodieeeeesssss.html' title='Taiwan FOODIEEEEESSSSS'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZue7Ik9vNI/AAAAAAAAB5g/5MdfE0Dn_k0/s72-c/from+my+celly+nokia+-+feb+2009+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5601336071282806738</id><published>2009-02-10T02:00:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:50:02.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dnd'/><title type='text'>Walton DND FEB 2009 - Shangrila</title><content type='html'>I know I know.. I am supposed to be blogging about my Taiwan trip with Walton last Dec..&lt;br /&gt;But Gan is taking forever to upload the photoes.. and I can't wait to show off my pics during my company's WALTON Annual Dinner N Dance !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7 Feb 2009 : 6.30 PM onwards, Theme and Dress Code: Party Like Da 80's!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo blessed that I am working for a company that is facing absolutely no recession whatsoever, last year was a record breaking yr for us, returns year on year was surprisingly sterling too.. so far we still have an only-positive ROI track record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike many other financial institutions these days, sadly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, also, right now still recruiting.. especially sales consultants (again.. email me if you know anyone from financial sales line looking for a new advanture - only entrepreneurial chiongsters ! )... we are still busy day to day and plans to expand and grow are definitely evident!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But best of all, ...they're still spending ever so lavishly to reward us Waltonians for a fantastic yr in 2008!!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The food in Shangrila was as good as the ballroom was luxurious... Man... I felt sooooo glam lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, most of us looked pretty trashy in our 80's get-ups..But it was worth every minute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left house.. must take one with mommy first!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBwhG1a1HI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/IQUSBAWF3SU/s1600-h/dnd+at+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300860475487736946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBwhG1a1HI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/IQUSBAWF3SU/s320/dnd+at+home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!! Here's the golden girl and Mat Rock Gan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny.. I tell you he doesn't have rugged rocker look one.. He still looks soooooo cutesy and innocent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxmFH7j0I/AAAAAAAAB3A/my-sbDaQhaQ/s1600-h/nic+me+mus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300861660439482178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxmFH7j0I/AAAAAAAAB3A/my-sbDaQhaQ/s320/nic+me+mus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBw8f2g2FI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Qdn3_7qusZo/s1600-h/dnd+at+home+celly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZByN35KT8I/AAAAAAAAB34/h73DlkyZzCc/s1600-h/mic+me+gan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZByGiZF55I/AAAAAAAAB3w/wC9oKsEHyNg/s1600-h/ahk+dnd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBx8XAEFeI/AAAAAAAAB3o/J11RQCslNrI/s1600-h/me+gan+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBx4Os8X6I/AAAAAAAAB3g/dvAGpuAVsvg/s1600-h/vic+ithnin+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxuSMIvqI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/VEDYlQQH1z0/s1600-h/mario+n+princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicole, me and Mus... these are some of the people that make everyday at work so wonderfully enjoyable and meaningful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxpw5ABhI/AAAAAAAAB3I/ZQbpLOcWaBc/s1600-h/with+joey+george.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300861723727627794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxpw5ABhI/AAAAAAAAB3I/ZQbpLOcWaBc/s320/with+joey+george.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZeeLeng, Nic, Joey "Boy George" and me... I think I need to start doing sit ups again.. it's horrifying!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxfzxEpxI/AAAAAAAAB24/52VnvnkpG_A/s1600-h/mario+n+princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300861552700991250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxfzxEpxI/AAAAAAAAB24/52VnvnkpG_A/s320/mario+n+princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBxbu3akiI/AAAAAAAAB2w/ARlapt7vNgM/s1600-h/girls+dnd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. I got sabo-ed to go on stage... for best dressed.. seriously... other people were even more &lt;em&gt;gua zang&lt;/em&gt; lor.. I think they sabo me ... Anyway, won a crown.. ok lah.. my prince was the Mario too!! He's from the 80's!! Remember????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZB3_d-B_8I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Fjsf-E0COgg/s1600-h/hk+and+the+babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300868693675343810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZB3_d-B_8I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Fjsf-E0COgg/s320/hk+and+the+babes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh,,,, The 80's boss!!! My boss is so happening right??? He's the one wearing silver wig.. lolx... 80's rocker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZB0xZu3TII/AAAAAAAAB4I/FE4VJETqhrc/s1600-h/rockin+stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300865153484934274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZB0xZu3TII/AAAAAAAAB4I/FE4VJETqhrc/s320/rockin+stage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also had our own little Walton band, that needed a little help from the Pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's Feli ( Team Mgr ) as the other singbird who's amazing by the way!, me and Vitt (our VP of Sales &amp;amp; Ops !!!!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the drum was Alvin from Marketing and Karen (Team Mgr) on keyboard..Cool or cool???&lt;br /&gt;We sang 6 songs from the 80's.. Blast from the past!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Cat! I love Rock n Roll!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet Child of Mine! Crazy Little Thing Called Love! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Raining Men (Raining Land!) and we ended with WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COZ Indeed WE ARE!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was definitely a night to remember... absolutely looking forward to the next one in 2010 already!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It brought many of us even closer together as one big family too.. especially through the road ahead.. where we indeed need to get stronger, get better and get out of this whole downturn even more powerful than ever..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much positive energy! It was exhilarating.. Such a welcome change from mixing with some of my friends and acquintances who are just a lot more negative about everything.... Brrr...&lt;/p&gt;One of my resolution this year is to spend more time with those with boundless of positive energy... you are bound to receive some of their powerful radiation, hence somehow, can't help but to feel wonderful too!!&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best to be one of them too so that I can hopefully help people next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZB0ocT2w7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/3_J_IxSZSTo/s1600-h/dnd+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300864999558136754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZB0ocT2w7I/AAAAAAAAB4A/3_J_IxSZSTo/s320/dnd+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at them!! Happy, smiley and oozing with only joyous vibes... These are some of my positive people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, Gan also won $150 voucher.. lolx.. Too bad didn't win first price.. got $1,000 plus trip to HK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's OK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year again everyone! Today last day to wish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the stupid newspapers and negative stories here and there bog you down.. Recession so what???&lt;br /&gt;You define your own economy and you define your own success, this may be a defining year.. but fight on with all positivities else you may regret!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially during crisis, Opportunities are &lt;strong&gt;abound&lt;/strong&gt;, you just have to be ready to spot and receive them.. are you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HUAT AH everyone!! Have an OX-picious year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5601336071282806738?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5601336071282806738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5601336071282806738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5601336071282806738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5601336071282806738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/walton-dnd-feb-2009-shangrila.html' title='Walton DND FEB 2009 - Shangrila'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SZBwhG1a1HI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/IQUSBAWF3SU/s72-c/dnd+at+home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-9036303312608294932</id><published>2009-01-26T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:18:25.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rom'/><title type='text'>Gonna get to the Chapel are we....Gonna get maarriiied</title><content type='html'>We finally decided on a ROM date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am how thoughtful. I help Gan pick Valentine's Day cause then it's just soo easy to remember (else he'll forget !!) ..=) It also saves him time, money and gifts =). Aside from convenience, well it is rather special to be married on the 14th of Feb... For ROM, we are just inviting close friends and relatives.. won't be more than a party of 30 ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet told her mom that I was gonna get married in 3 weeks, her mom said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So fast?? Is she pregnant?" ................Lolx.. NO I am not guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat told her mom I was gonna get married in 3 weeks and her mom asked :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" IS it the same guy?" ... Lolx.. I previously took different boyfriends to her parents' dinner nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so yes, finaly getting hitched I suppose, obviously my mom can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Better go and marry already.. headache, you how old oredi? Live together so long oredi somemore, &lt;em&gt;paktho paktho&lt;/em&gt; never marry.... cannot cannot! Go marry! Then at least I can relax liao...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that Gan and I have been fighting a big gigantic deal. As if some kind of a bad omen. Like those worse-than-ever ones. With flying oestrogens and tears and Korean drama spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole mix of me having pent-up PMS, mental and emotional shits, and him not understanding us women's 'prerogatives again' (lolx, ok ok no such thing), and how girls are always talking too much and guys are never saying enough, and with all the hormones and bad 'chi' flying around, Alas!...the good logic, common sense and wisdom also FLED out the window, and that kind of stuff... It's just as if any small, tiny ridiculous issue can spark an atomic bomb between us.&lt;br /&gt;No no, it's really unfathomable at first. But I realised, it kinda start coming together in the end.&lt;br /&gt;But we've decided take these obstacles as a test. And prove that we can survive it and have that Happy ever after ending.. when we got it right in the end, it'd feel so much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I know.... real life ain't no fairy tale. There's a lot of fighting involved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fighting with yourself&lt;/strong&gt; mostly, ..... your ego, your pride, your selfishness and your ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the most tiring thing to fight with yourself. Most times, I realised I wasn't fighting with Gan, I was fighting with myself, my ego and my foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But past all the storms and smokey black clouds,... I know me and Gan shall see a bright sunny constellation of rays again.. We're gonna be Mr and Mrs Gan very very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how anxious, excited and at the same time, nervous I am. Gan has been away in Seremban for CNY, while I am here in Singapore with mommy, daddy and my baby brothers, these few days seem to be the longest days in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days just seem so empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it made me realise that I just can't wait to be officially, rightfully, legally by his side every freaking day of the week...as his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning 5 am, Gan sent the sweetest International SMS :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Dear, I really want you to marry me. I know we've been arguing a lot, but I think it's just one of those things. I rather argue now and get to know you much better, than later on. I love you dear!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The smile on my face lasts til now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-9036303312608294932?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9036303312608294932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=9036303312608294932&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/9036303312608294932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/9036303312608294932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/gonna-get-to-chapel-are-wegonna-get.html' title='Gonna get to the Chapel are we....Gonna get maarriiied'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5373377408939939736</id><published>2009-01-26T08:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:16:44.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 'Niu' Yr to Everyone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Dear Valued Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Outgoing year has been an interesting and enlightening year for many of us.&lt;br /&gt;Not-so-easy moments may have crept at times, however wisdom and experience sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to share our Great Joy at Walton Int'l Group, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;as we managed to secure Tremendous Growth and Results last year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;despite the various catastrophies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;We are proud to maintain our 30-yr long track record of delivering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Only Positive Returns year after year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the incoming 2009 as another year where opportunities abound and we are looking forward to another Great Adventure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most Importantly, we'd like to wish you and your family Overflow of Joy, Good Health and Prosperity This New Year!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fondest Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Marcelly Suhali, Miss&lt;br /&gt;Senior Team Manager, Land Banking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.waltoninternational.com/"&gt;http://www.waltoninternational.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SX0HWkSS3II/AAAAAAAAB08/ilN9wvGG5Wc/s1600-h/cny_greetings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295396821136497794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SX0HWkSS3II/AAAAAAAAB08/ilN9wvGG5Wc/s320/cny_greetings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: If you know anyone who's looking for a career in alternative investments consultancy / sales (consumer and institutional) / managemenet trainee, let me know, my team is recruiting. Financial/banking/ RM /sales background will be preferred. Only Sporean/PR. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Email me CV for pre-interview selection: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:marcely.suhali@waltoninternational.com.sg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marcely.suhali@waltoninternational.com.sg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Guys! Hope it helps. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5373377408939939736?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5373377408939939736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5373377408939939736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5373377408939939736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5373377408939939736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-niu-yr-to-everyone.html' title='Happy &apos;Niu&apos; Yr to Everyone!!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SX0HWkSS3II/AAAAAAAAB08/ilN9wvGG5Wc/s72-c/cny_greetings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5988512285336175793</id><published>2009-01-18T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:48:24.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi New Year.. And Happy 'Niu' Year..</title><content type='html'>You know ah.. I deserve real spanking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been bumming around and not doing much eversince end Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved house last Dec to a jungle resort. lolx. Well, at least it feels like it, trees all around and it's damn windy. I love it! Gan loves it! Everyone loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eversince I started living with my boys, .... which comprise of fiancee and brothers.... I have been nagging around the house like a mother.. &lt;br /&gt;until the real mother hen came back to Singapore to take her throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, other than waking up for work and makan-ing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay awake for DOTA!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask DiDa, she's like some crazed loony on drugs.. everynight 10 pm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us will start unsheathing our handphone and type profusely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DOTA BABE?? NOW??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days, we go clubbing and drinking... Nopee...nothing beats a good DOTA session...pls google DOTA if you don't know DOTA, sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...we play DOTA on Garena almost everynight, between 6 to 10 of us each night.&lt;br /&gt;I may be a noob, but one with passion, perseverance and very bad co-ordination and motor skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you DOTA?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5988512285336175793?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5988512285336175793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5988512285336175793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5988512285336175793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5988512285336175793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/hepi-new-year-and-happy-niu-year.html' title='Hepi New Year.. And Happy &apos;Niu&apos; Year..'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-66330031404753483</id><published>2009-01-01T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:15:23.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gan'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Taiwan!!!!</title><content type='html'>Actually, Gan is really superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Gan had a company incentive trip in Dec 2008 from 12-17th and we were headed for Taiwan. So we and the Walton's AHK division flew again for the umpttenth time this year.. yet for another overseas holiday trip, paid for by my boss, who is the bestest in the world.. Yipeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan is where Kenny's from (Kenny's my first boyfriend, we were tog for 6 yrs), and I was supposed to meet Kenny's brothers and mom when we got to Tai Chung.&lt;br /&gt;Really just to catch up, and out of graciousness and I kinda miss them too, anyway, Kenny himself is in Shanghai not Tai Chung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Gan was as usual, totally cool about it, in fact we all hung out together and had a great time! Gan is the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway.. besides Gan, Taiwan is pretty great too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many stories to tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first.. I need to categorise the stories again, ( for the sake of being organised and systemised, lol)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up - Foods of Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then - Sight seeing in Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then - Friends in Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least - Ncturnal &amp; other happening activities (like shopping) in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Taipei/Taichung.., like Jakarta, Bangkok or Hong Kong.... ain't no Paris...The lakes ain't no Danube, the main shopping street aint no Champs de-Elysee, the beach ain't no Malibu and the mountains ain't no Alps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they do make up for it in other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snacks are worth queueing for, the culture is modern, yet laid back and down-to-earth and the people are wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are very very fun, friendly, playful and the guys are damn cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all look like Jay Chou and Van! Same hair and style and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the girls are damn made up, with cantilevered eye lashes that touch the sky and eyes smokey black like panda, but *shrugs*.. guys like..*Zzzzz....ZZzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, gotta upload the pics then.. till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-66330031404753483?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/66330031404753483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=66330031404753483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/66330031404753483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/66330031404753483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-taichung.html' title='Welcome to Taiwan!!!!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-5953114404997091161</id><published>2008-12-31T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:57:42.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Poor Poor Kids in the Mad Mad World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These days.. when do the kids get to be kids????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few recent conversation with Singaporean parents and parents-to-be and ohh.. the stress.!! The stress!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, a boy from ACS jumped off this window to his doom, just to make a point. Did you read about it in the paper???&lt;br /&gt;What's the point? His parents and teachers do not let him pursue his noble dreams of exploring his arty side. The athlete wanted to switch his ECA to drama and was frowned upon. So he diecided to show th world how to make a point. a totally Wrong one, but a point nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with people nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's barely 2 yr old son was pressured into a class that teaches him how to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? he is 2 yr old for God's sake. Let him be a baby for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to do, it's crazy society isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is you kid going to this fantastic school for kids? My son is reading ABC already and he's only one and a half!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My daughter is 2 yr old and she can count to ten and back! What can yours do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyuck fyuck fyuck...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These parents are crazy. Really, me and Gan vowed to let our kids have a simple life being kids..&lt;br /&gt;When else do you get to be one anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the poor kid sits on the primary school seat, that's it. The rat race has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I think, is horribly ultra damaging. Look at what people have become nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Loonies I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Edgy, stressed up young individuals , who are so scared of letting down their parents, scared to be the "not so academic or not so achiever kid" talked about during their parent's bloody parties where they exchange "opinions" and "peer pressures".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure on winning the award of best parenting is it? Ohh.. certainly.. so it's about the parents. isn't it??? It's never about the kids anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, of course it has be measured by the number of medals and certificates and awards and club memberships and scholarships and blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to simple old FUNDAMENTAL qualities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to Wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to say, but I think the quality that most Singaporeans is wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;I am a Singaporean now so I am not being critical for the sake of being critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents are putting their kids as a bloody trophy.&lt;br /&gt;Fyucking stressful to be a trophy. I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying those medals and awards are not important, No no!! .. I had my fair share too, It's good to chase after a dream too.. it was good and constructive! But&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; once, my parents went :" How come yours only silver?? My neighbour kids got 2 golds!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I achieved. They were happy, appreciative and forever encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to me and Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone asked us next time :" Have your 2 yr old gone to special pre-pre-school yet? My super smarty pants baby boy can do sommersaults while reading the newspaper!!! Can yours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll go :" Sod off, will ya? My baby is happily drawing sunset with tomate ketchup and chilli sauce, while he sits on his toilet bowl.. Thank you!  We are contented and happy!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-5953114404997091161?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5953114404997091161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=5953114404997091161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5953114404997091161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/5953114404997091161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/poor-poor-kids-in-mad-mad-world.html' title='The Poor Poor Kids in the Mad Mad World.'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-9213698640515836277</id><published>2008-12-28T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:01:44.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They were after something!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention one little thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I took my oath at the ICA and declared myself being super faithful to the Republic of Singapore blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Commissioner said to me :" Welcome to Singapore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I managed to smile, she passed me a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do read this book when you have time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car back to office, I opened it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the book said : " HOTA "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORGANT TRANSPLANT INSTRUCTIONS AND MANUAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely a day of becoming Singaporean and they want my organs already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey.. no no.. don't get me wrong. I am all for it man! Back in my student days, I've already signed up with a UK institution who can be contacted to take my healthy organs upon my death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought ... isn't it a bit too abrupt to be giving me that book on the first day I become singaporean?? Especially if it's the only book to read..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-9213698640515836277?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9213698640515836277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=9213698640515836277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/9213698640515836277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/9213698640515836277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-were-after-something.html' title='They were after something!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-6442140369313115781</id><published>2008-12-18T02:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:30:15.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NORTH KOREA.. yikes.. or what?</title><content type='html'>Very much overdue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my story on visiting the border on what supposedly is one of the scariest countries in the world with probably one of the most fyucked up gahmens (if dicKtatorship counts), where the farmers are skinny as hell and food tastes like shyit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are either "contented" with what "simple" life they get or they are in the torture camp for not liking what they get...which would you be if you were born in North Korea? PREDICAMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEZZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this border is called DMZ- De-militarized Zone, which means it's under UN supervision and not under any country's military supervision.&lt;br /&gt;It's just one plus hour coach drive from Seoul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ko-TObcI/AAAAAAAABVU/e2k7cl2xrvY/s1600-h/border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246522745991097794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ko-TObcI/AAAAAAAABVU/e2k7cl2xrvY/s320/border.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the 3 D Map of the border. Korea is convenienttly divided into 2 parts by a river.. convenient hor??? So after the war breaks out, half is north half is South..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246517103628884946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s320/map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can see right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9kXtcyCpI/AAAAAAAABVM/S761AMRbYcg/s1600-h/CIMG1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246522449410001554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9kXtcyCpI/AAAAAAAABVM/S761AMRbYcg/s320/CIMG1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best shot I can get of North Korea shores with my lousy 5 Mega pixels camera and meagre skills. I think what you want to see is the people,, not the land.. I heard they're skinny and sad and so sheltered and totally physcho-ed and they have no idea that the outside world is so capable of any beautiful things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9jBJHCBNI/AAAAAAAABVE/q2ZWigjyCFs/s1600-h/f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246520962186347730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9jBJHCBNI/AAAAAAAABVE/q2ZWigjyCFs/s320/f2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bridge that connects the two. There's a story behind this bridge too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late Hyundai CEO who just passed on (suicide if I am not wrong), was from North Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He escaped the bloody place and became super super rich in the South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to pay back his dues to his late parents who were farmers so he sent thousands of cows over to help the farms. For this purpose, they built this bridge and he became the first guy who crossed the border publicly in his Hyundai cars and thousands of cows of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So noble right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that North Korea gahmen ah! Damnn basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Koreans felt so much pity towards them that they started donating rice to the North.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, the gahmen in the North will take this rice and sell to Japan.. then take the money to build nuclear bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimed towards who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South lor.. How ironic right? Eh.. your people got nothing to eat until so skinny then you got money to build nuclear bomb to take over the world? I think he never do his math right also..and his people no food so weak, den how to fight others also.. where's your wisdom tooth Mr Kims!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9i5FZtKEI/AAAAAAAABU8/Aki3WRQP3QM/s1600-h/f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246520823751977026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9i5FZtKEI/AAAAAAAABU8/Aki3WRQP3QM/s320/f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many love messages were left on this bridge gate. Many familes were separated because of the division of the Korea lands and many have not been able to meet one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently at this peace bridge, many families managed to meet up but only for a mere 15 mins, after that they were chased back to their poor lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons probably being abstaining them for conspiring for an escape or getting information.. or maybe letting them know how beautiful life can be at the South or anywhere else in the world for that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They probably think that the world is only as big as North Korea and a tiny bit of South Korea. They probably don't know that Singapore exist or Britney Spears.. They don't know who the hell is super-dishy-shaggable Chace Crawford from Gossip Girl too.. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;or even Enrigue Iglesias who is my mom's dream boat!...&lt;br /&gt;The aunties in North Korea SO POOR THING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They probably think that Kim Jong Il is the most handsome man they've ever seen in their life. &lt;strong&gt;SHITES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok better not say so muich, the bugger may have passed on by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fzeu-1QI/AAAAAAAABUk/B27VuJWris8/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246517428938003714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fzeu-1QI/AAAAAAAABUk/B27VuJWris8/s320/freedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's some stone emblems at the bridge. This place is a very touristy spot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9iJSYCFZI/AAAAAAAABU0/CHegw-wIUoQ/s1600-h/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246520002600899986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9iJSYCFZI/AAAAAAAABU0/CHegw-wIUoQ/s320/ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fzeu-1QI/AAAAAAAABUk/B27VuJWris8/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fzeu-1QI/AAAAAAAABUk/B27VuJWris8/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the touristy Walton babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9gauBB1QI/AAAAAAAABUs/MxYLuz6J40s/s1600-h/fffsoldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246518103055127810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9gauBB1QI/AAAAAAAABUs/MxYLuz6J40s/s320/fffsoldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fgi3Pm9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i_aZ_xX98Hk/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9fzeu-1QI/AAAAAAAABUk/B27VuJWris8/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many monuments were put up to honour who died while fighting the Korea wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9cL4OtLeI/AAAAAAAABUU/mrYVgErV848/s1600-h/nk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246513450052300258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9cL4OtLeI/AAAAAAAABUU/mrYVgErV848/s320/nk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some miniature houses laid out at the fore shores of North Korea, just across the river.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very under developed of course, most of their lands are just farms and poor little government housing blocks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many South Koreans ventured into their lands for business though. But very smart. They give the North Koreans very redundant, no value-add, out-going projects... like building a walkman.. or home phones.. or portable big big radios... you know.. things that we bought like decade ago.. which are pretty much obsolete now.. This is to make sure that the North Koreans remain backward and donkey-like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Else, maybe give them some cheap-labour work for sewing or handicrafts or making that traditional Korean costume, win - win situation mah.. South needs cheap labour, North needs work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than this, hardly any friendliness exist between the two countries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;North Korean GangGhem Mountain openned for South Korean tourists to visit recently. But an old lady got shot there not too long ago so I think people stopped taking their chances up there too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tsk.. seriously, can't someone wake their idea up or what...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This story so sombre I don't like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To end on a better note. Let's see a &lt;em&gt;hiao chio bu&lt;/em&gt; posed on the train that supposed to run from South to North Korea.. but the railway got bombed liao.. so it's now just some antic lying around for bored tourists to take advantage of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ZzHXUD1I/AAAAAAAABUE/qIeFWXDj1Og/s1600-h/old+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246510825594949458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ZzHXUD1I/AAAAAAAABUE/qIeFWXDj1Og/s320/old+train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An yeong ha seyo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next up --- Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ZuCJ5SFI/AAAAAAAABT8/AchWFHNtdUM/s1600-h/old+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-6442140369313115781?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6442140369313115781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=6442140369313115781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6442140369313115781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6442140369313115781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/north-korea-yikes-or-what.html' title='NORTH KOREA.. yikes.. or what?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ko-TObcI/AAAAAAAABVU/e2k7cl2xrvY/s72-c/border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-4394497768492824701</id><published>2008-12-07T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:32:24.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$150 will solve my identity crisis</title><content type='html'>I may have mentioned this story before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Marc&lt;strong&gt;ell&lt;/strong&gt;y Suhali. It really is. with two L.&lt;br /&gt;I have been born with it and have grown up and into an adult with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 yrs ago, I got my blue Singapore IC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wrote : Marc&lt;strong&gt;ely &lt;/strong&gt;Suhali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;comprain&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was upset of losing an L. It's like Raymond becoming Ramon, like Barry becoming Bary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was life- threateningly upsetting... trust me.. if you lose an alphabet in your first name, will you be very happy?? So, I went on an adventure to find my lost L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, silly, cock-eyed, government clarks in Indonesia couldn't type people's names very well. So, they missed out an L and my passport said Marcely. I realised it's not possible to convince ICA to change my name unless I change the one in the passport first. And the only way to change the spelling in the passport is to prove it with my birth certificate...&lt;br /&gt;I'll show em'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took my lawful birth certificate and checked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcely Suhali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARN IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I've been statutorily conned all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was 2 yrs ago.. I still managed to limbo between Marcelly and Marcely on my different credit cards, emails and name card. Basically, a serious identity crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I renounced my Indonesian citizenship, gained my Singapore citizenship, and went to the lawyers to get the documents done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clark asked : " You wanna change your name??? We can do a Deed Poll for you, $150 only.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Change my name ah??? To what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: " Anything you want lah.. You want put middle name, Chinese name, maiden name.. anything..all same $150.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ermm" I thought of my lost 'L'...so I had an idea.." How about just add an L"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: " Huh?? Just add an 'L'.. Aiyoh.. are you sure just add an L? you can put any extra name one, Christian name, middle name...??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Waitt ahh... I call mom.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Mommiiii! I gonna do deed poll.. Add one L for $150. What do you think ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: " Do lah.. you always complained you lost one L"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " Hmm.... $150 for just one L lor.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: " Why? You think &lt;em&gt;bo hoa&lt;/em&gt; is it??? Then add&lt;strong&gt; 3 Ls&lt;/strong&gt; lor!! Cheaper for each L"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Heh Heh.... Dont want.. ok mommiii.. thank you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: bo hoa - not worth the $) So I got mine done... Now I am legally Marcelly Suhali!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the $150 is worth every penny. I got my identity back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other sad thing nowadays, is whenever authorities look at my deed poll,&lt;br /&gt;as I told them I've change my name, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, while looking at the deed poll intently, this is what they say, with a sincerely confused face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the diff ah?.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to Marcelly!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-4394497768492824701?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4394497768492824701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=4394497768492824701&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/4394497768492824701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/4394497768492824701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/150-will-solve-my-identity-crisis.html' title='$150 will solve my identity crisis'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-8839263444343684273</id><published>2008-11-17T18:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:01:31.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Ever Walton Journey Event @ Suntec Convention Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the spirit of educating the public further on land banking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walton International Group presents you the &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Walton Journey Exhibition @ Suntec&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walton is setting up this 4 Senses exhibition to create an informative yet interesting learning experience about land banking to specially invited guests on the&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; 22nd Nov - Saturday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This open-house event will also be open to public on the Tuesday and Wednesday of &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;25th and 26th&lt;/span&gt; November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walton International Group will be showcasing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Research &amp;amp; Acquisition Strategies&lt;br /&gt;- Track record&lt;br /&gt;- Studies on WHY North America &amp;amp; Are we affected?&lt;br /&gt;- HOW do we manage to continue to deliver amidst the current financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will also be able to experience a 4 senses ( see, hear, smell and taste) connection to the top growing North American cities Walton embarks into, with the help of multi media platforms and regional cuisine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attached is the e-invite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition is open from 10 am to 10 pm, there will be a short introductory talk every hourly. Take note that these are all just informative/educational events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event is by invite only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have some VIP Passes available.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So pick the date and hour best suited for you &amp;amp; let me know if you'd like to drop by,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will then check if I can reserve for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me to RSVP: &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;marcely.suhali@waltoninternational.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached below is the invite. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SSUjIP8X9sI/AAAAAAAABYA/_opUI7U7qQ8/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270657563532719810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SSUjIP8X9sI/AAAAAAAABYA/_opUI7U7qQ8/s320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SSFI_gQHbKI/AAAAAAAABX4/17aFnk26m2Y/s1600-h/invitation_4_senses.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-8839263444343684273?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8839263444343684273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=8839263444343684273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8839263444343684273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8839263444343684273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-ever-walton-journey-event-suntec.html' title='First Ever Walton Journey Event @ Suntec Convention Centre'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SSUjIP8X9sI/AAAAAAAABYA/_opUI7U7qQ8/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-8357916844886912948</id><published>2008-11-13T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:31:45.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is China going mad or just madder?</title><content type='html'>We people of the earth should have been very used by now... about news that goes around and make the newspaper best selling of the day again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranging to the many things in the last decade... from SARS.. plagues.. then this thinsg about Mad Cow.. Then there was the disastrous flu that the chickens and the birds may cause you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the selifish businessmen and institutions in China who don't have even what little is left of human integrity... made their watered down milk seem more proteinous with the help of that substance called melamine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is normally is what I eat my lunch on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, my plates and cups are made of melamine.. I just can't imagine that thing in my colon ! I am staying away from anything food made in China, thank you very much. I may go for made in China bargains for other stuff, like maybe shoes, clothes and other dispensables..but not food! No kidding.. I don't like to have plates and cups for breakfast. And come to think of it.. I used to eat so much of their rabbit sweets... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's worst is that they put melamine in babies' milk? Are they super fyucked up or what? Fyucking INHUMAN can???!!! At least get the adults some kidney problem is not as bad as giving babies some serious health problem.. all that babies can drink is milk!! How can they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe this. It's damn disgusting.. gross...evil..&lt;br /&gt;Food is no kidding ..cannot play play one ok...and they are for sure damn creative lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what else will they or can they put in any of the other foods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about rubber in their &lt;em&gt;la mian&lt;/em&gt;?.. make it more chewy.. then turn your tummy into tyres..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat meat in their wantans? Ieuww.. but I heard it's true you know! Back in China, no more rats on the streets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formalin in their frozen foods? Ieuwww.. that's for dead bodies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw dusts in spices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can even manufacture fake eggs.. what can they not do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I just spoilt your appetite.. but no kidding..&lt;br /&gt;If they can put plates into milk.. can't imagine what else the Chinese can put in their foods.. freaking crazy, irresponsible people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be wrong.. but a country..(deemed booming or not), if it's run by heartless people with no integrity.. it's not gonna go anywhere else but down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo double Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-8357916844886912948?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8357916844886912948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=8357916844886912948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8357916844886912948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/8357916844886912948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-china-going-mad-or-just-madder.html' title='Is China going mad or just madder?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-378899753363452256</id><published>2008-11-01T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:59:20.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>SEOUL II..Rating the Cultural activities..including Cultural Clubing</title><content type='html'>so, previously.. I've rated the foodssss and shoppingss in Seoul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there are other things to accomplishh.. as a tourist..So.. here's my BIG effort to try and be a good tourist.. exploring the more cultural side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I don't know what you mean by cultural heritage or sightseeing lah, it's a humongous yawn to me.. Sorry, doesn't mean I am not cultured you know (like yoghurt lidat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not daytime culture lah.. clubbing also a culture what..But, let me give you the definition of culture: (dictionary.com):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the behaviors and beliefs characteristic of a particular social, ethnic, or age group: the youth culture; the age culture,..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that includes the junk and underground culture too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of package tour culture, it is sooooooo the auntie uncle type of packaged tours, Goodness me,... non-stop con jobs.. ginseng, cordyceps, lingzhi, ornaments, amethyst.. non-stop friggin hardselling shops who overcharges... I don't want to come out of the bus.. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I swear I wont go on arranged tours anymore if I can help it. That kind of trip is for the elderlies who dont know where to go lah.. Young people should go free n easy , take the lonely planet and tour the world! Freedom will indeed taste like the first rain after draught..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, Bo pian... we were already in a big tour group, paid for by boss.. so cannot &lt;em&gt;comprain&lt;/em&gt;.... Thankfully, my colleagues were bunch of really fun fellas. Made it sooo much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even had DISCO KARAOKE (full with disco lights, stereo system and LCD screen) BUS session where I rocked the bus in a frenzy with my rendition of ABBA's Dancing Queen.. before the bus jambraked and sent me flying to the bus floor with a broken... spirit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was not very cultured I know, but it was the Soh Ju, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For daytime touristing, our bus (there's 3 of them) had to endure places which were BIG YAWNS like.. the cordyceps, amethysts and ginseng houses.. geez.z... all the hardsellers. with ridiculous prices. So sad to think that I am sent all the way to Seoul to spend grand on all these dried roots and shrivelled boner - looking roots. I bought some anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue house (presidential house) also cannot make it, but we skipped this option.. We went straight to Dong Dae Mun. Muahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, we don't care where your president lives.. you understand or not? I just want the freaking soh ju and see some cute Korean actors liek Hyun Bin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I think taking photo with Hyun Bin is worth so much more than taking photo with the bloody blue houses, museums, statues and whatnots.. boring. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But The Palace???&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mc7-BGsI/AAAAAAAABWk/KD6r9jwfnOk/s1600-h/queens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246524738230098626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mc7-BGsI/AAAAAAAABWk/KD6r9jwfnOk/s320/queens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just visit my old home. I was a queen in previous life you know.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't prove that wrong, it'd still stand true....=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Palace was huge and beautiful.. but after the novelty wears off. I was dreading for shopping spots already.. and eventhough they have differences from the palaces in China that I've visited, they have much resemblance and I was bored quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's more cultured and famous in Korea if not for this set of 6 pecs and kissable pair of lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rain&lt;/strong&gt; is the biggest culture in Korea.. for the females of all ages..!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEXGOD culture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mWGvRJiI/AAAAAAAABWc/5D-Ojw0LkS8/s1600-h/rain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246524620861941282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mWGvRJiI/AAAAAAAABWc/5D-Ojw0LkS8/s320/rain1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muah muah muahhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;So I just had to be cultured enough to capture this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mLWBrw1I/AAAAAAAABWU/srF5ysshaYY/s1600-h/rain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246524435987153746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mLWBrw1I/AAAAAAAABWU/srF5ysshaYY/s320/rain2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys and Girls, This is good culture. Sexy and bold.&lt;br /&gt;We are taught to be go-getter with fighting spirits, innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9l-F_zWTI/AAAAAAAABWM/616ez3RNagc/s1600-h/someofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246524208345995570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9l-F_zWTI/AAAAAAAABWM/616ez3RNagc/s320/someofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all the cultured ladies from Singap0ore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.. Love the Korean traiditional gown.. but seriously!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unsexy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;totally can't see my curves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perfect for preggers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lqLefn5I/AAAAAAAABWE/EkC1R2sipS0/s1600-h/somesay+prettier+than+dzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523866219519890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lqLefn5I/AAAAAAAABWE/EkC1R2sipS0/s320/somesay+prettier+than+dzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a model femme fatale.. very cultured and maybe famous soon.. Some say prettier than Da Zhang Jing at the back ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;('Some' includes her mother and boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not cultured enough??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lki3kR_I/AAAAAAAABV8/RvFa3Th8KHo/s1600-h/to+be+marriedf+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523769419483122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lki3kR_I/AAAAAAAABV8/RvFa3Th8KHo/s320/to+be+marriedf+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even learnt how to make &lt;em&gt;kimchi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This bloody thing is more cultured than yogurt!! The fermented stuff has digestive bacteria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thsi is the SOOOO-sour-SOOOOo-smelly-you-wanna-slap-somebody appetizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I don't like &lt;em&gt;kimchi&lt;/em&gt;. No matter how much the WHO (World Health Organisation) boasts about its advantages to one's health. No thanks. I 'd rather smell my own arm pit.&lt;em&gt; Kimchi&lt;/em&gt; stinks and it's only good when fried in a pancake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how popular is &lt;em&gt;kimchi&lt;/em&gt; in Korea? The Koreans eat it like how we drink water!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the girls there are so slim... Eat already sure rocket out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in Korea, a girl is only suitable to be married off if she can make &lt;em&gt;kimchi&lt;/em&gt;. Because I think it's almost all they eat. So, I learnt lah... just in case RAIN or HYUN BIN wants to marry me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think Singapore heartlands have ugly skylines, filled with nothing but uniform blocks of uniteresting apartments called H. D .B.. Take a look at Seoul's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ldbGu-0I/AAAAAAAABV0/8lMrIfS8Z6M/s1600-h/hdbs+inkorea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523647076531010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9ldbGu-0I/AAAAAAAABV0/8lMrIfS8Z6M/s320/hdbs+inkorea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also like HDB.s .. I see where we get inspiration from huh? So, dont complain next time k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seoul has casinos *yawn*... nothing new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lO8Wfr_I/AAAAAAAABVs/1rOlFkoHe2M/s1600-h/casino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523398302969842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lO8Wfr_I/AAAAAAAABVs/1rOlFkoHe2M/s320/casino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am fascinated by the toilet.. Call me suaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lH4klIxI/AAAAAAAABVk/aFqk9exZ8gI/s1600-h/toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523277029221138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9lH4klIxI/AAAAAAAABVk/aFqk9exZ8gI/s320/toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, the seats are warm.. And it has control station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9k7zVBSOI/AAAAAAAABVc/ufS6Q92diPY/s1600-h/toilet+buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246523069463349474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9k7zVBSOI/AAAAAAAABVc/ufS6Q92diPY/s320/toilet+buttons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water pressure adjustment, temperature, front and rear cleaning.. DRYER and ahh.. lift the seat for me.. I am lazy to use my hand. I also realised Mulia Hotel in Jakarta uses this for their suites.. Nice.. We should all have this kind of toilet seat at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can then read my novels/Business Times/play sudoko/pierce pimples while sitting on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for night time culture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. JJ CLUB @HYATT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must check out, lovely band from Canada and the place to be seen at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ITAEWON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9m-alVyxI/AAAAAAAABXE/yf8vywn71PA/s1600-h/itaewon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246525313383779090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9m-alVyxI/AAAAAAAABXE/yf8vywn71PA/s320/itaewon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itaewon is where the US soldiers loiter and the expats 'hang out'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so the tourist guide magazine said. I thought it'd be cool since so many people talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas...'expats' included many vagabond - looking people, stranded/ on-mission soldiers and navy seals in full body uniform (which really scare the shit outta me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also many many Middle Easterns and Afro-Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to and never meant to be a racist. But a group of them, all male with full bling hardwares, loud words, puffing and galavanting around places like this.. also scare the shit outta me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, who's not scared here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itaewon is littered by them. Business is good. Lonely soldiers, junkies, drug dealers and the gangster/gangster wannabes..plus lost tourists..and cikopeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we learnt this, we run fast fast to find a cab.. and go to a simpler place.. where the UNI kids hang out..Young boys yummy and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mytQvnAI/AAAAAAAABW8/Y4f3wFLCE3M/s1600-h/itaewon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246525112239234050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mytQvnAI/AAAAAAAABW8/Y4f3wFLCE3M/s320/itaewon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HONGDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hongde we go!!&lt;br /&gt;(We reach there about 45 mins later) after getting lost in Seoul.. finding the hongde..&lt;br /&gt;There were so many uni in the area and all sounded freaking the same to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyong de.. Hyunde.. Hyungde.. Hyundaii or something laaa... but thankfully we reached after the long long expensive taxi ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9msDwuZcI/AAAAAAAABW0/aZ2ov9VgSng/s1600-h/hongde+ktv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246524998019868098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9msDwuZcI/AAAAAAAABW0/aZ2ov9VgSng/s320/hongde+ktv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this KTV house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mjxOkgRI/AAAAAAAABWs/PspgJOHyNNQ/s1600-h/ktv+upclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246524855605821714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mjxOkgRI/AAAAAAAABWs/PspgJOHyNNQ/s320/ktv+upclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full length glass windows... for everyone to see your ACT. Steady bom pipi I like. Should we have one in Singapore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,,, we went to a local club after that, we finally sat down, ordered drinks at cheap student price and I was trying to warm up some grooves and moves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then looked around ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my freakingudness... I've never felt &lt;strong&gt;SO OLD&lt;/strong&gt; in a longgggggggggg time..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there seemed to just come out of their mother's wombs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably 17-19 yr olds.. still rosy and springy.. some pimply and shy&lt;br /&gt;They were friendly overall and well.. I really wished I was 17 all over again.. Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some boys were oogling at me. It felt illicit straight away.. I couldn't enjoy myself until my 3rd drink. Maybe by then I somehow shed 10 yrs of my age .. It was heaven while it lasted.. worth every crocodile tear afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those were all Korean culture to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a special coverage on my visit to the North Korean border...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-378899753363452256?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/378899753363452256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=378899753363452256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/378899753363452256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/378899753363452256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-korea-stillrating-cultural.html' title='SEOUL II..Rating the Cultural activities..including Cultural Clubing'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9mc7-BGsI/AAAAAAAABWk/KD6r9jwfnOk/s72-c/queens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-6216679346068504543</id><published>2008-10-16T13:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:39:50.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shopping and Eating  in Seoul</title><content type='html'>I thought I had enough of travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I scrolled down my blog.. it may well have become a travelling blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.. but what to do, I just came back from South Korea and I have to blog it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a team building trip with Walton, took 5 days and we had some memorable times!&lt;br /&gt;So I've split the report into different categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the shopping bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea is supposedly a haven for shoppers.. what do I have to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9YDG_OTpI/AAAAAAAABT0/b1iAgWW8o40/s1600-h/dongdaemun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246508901348560530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9YDG_OTpI/AAAAAAAABT0/b1iAgWW8o40/s320/dongdaemun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Singapore tourists can't miss Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourists in Seoul can't miss DongDaeMun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long stretch of road.. nothing but shops..&lt;br /&gt;ready to eat up your money! Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but apparently, DongDaeMun is not the only place to go. It may be the most famous and most trendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is is also the most over priced. And that's a big no no for me. I must buy things of good value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're supposed to bargain here...&lt;br /&gt;but minding my horrible Korean and they're horrible English. Not a good match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to this place whose name I forgot totally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wherever I go.. I see cosmetic shops!!.. apparently there are hundreds and hundreds of cosmetic brands in Korea.. i wonder if many they OEM one. then re-brand only. Chey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9X1Zc8IDI/AAAAAAAABTs/dKOuuORXzsk/s1600-h/icheon+or+smth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246508665786867762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9X1Zc8IDI/AAAAAAAABTs/dKOuuORXzsk/s320/icheon+or+smth.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues ..Here's YY, me and Dora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9OLViVhKI/AAAAAAAABTk/iQabegYtB9A/s1600-h/lastdayshopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246498047576605858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9OLViVhKI/AAAAAAAABTk/iQabegYtB9A/s320/lastdayshopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below, here's Myong Dong.. We skipped visiting some boring president blue house and village houses to come here instead...Also for shopping.. What else would Singaporeans do anyway? shop lor!! I think the tour guide damn confused liao! Seems like this group not interested to see Korea at all.. we just wanted to shop everywhere we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9NZ5kKU8I/AAAAAAAABTc/tlmMPvzCbDM/s1600-h/myong+dong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246497198254478274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9NZ5kKU8I/AAAAAAAABTc/tlmMPvzCbDM/s320/myong+dong.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Myongdong, the best buy I had was a pair of purple, assymetric havaianas slippers for 10 bucks. Cheap hor? We were pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping areas in Seouls are aplenty, they are all massive junction with many individual shops who are each trendsetters in their own right. Interesting walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously speaking, I don't really like shopping in Korea unless it's for cosmetic and beauty products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is exactly what I splurged my money on. I went to FaceShop, Skinfood, Tony Moly and spent almost 500 bucks but I think I have stocked up enough powders, masks, sunblocks, eye shadows and nail polish for the next 1 year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9LlUugsUI/AAAAAAAABTU/QFf3pBnYM5Q/s1600-h/shopping+bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246495195500949826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9LlUugsUI/AAAAAAAABTU/QFf3pBnYM5Q/s320/shopping+bags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tadaaaaa................. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even if there's a nuclear war next time and I am locked in my house for a year, I can still look pretty everyday! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For clothes and bags/shoes.. Cheap ones that you can find are made in China. Therefore they possess horrible quality and they would probably be cheaper if you had gone to Shen zhen to buy it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean own products are of much better quality.. but it's freaking expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US$100 for a pair of Korean made shoes.... with some brand you've never heard of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you buy?? Pretty unique designs I must say, but I can personally live with the pretty $30 bux Charles and Keith I can find in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With US$100, I'd go to SAKS and buy a pair of Stuart Weitzman on sale or an Aldo pair full priced. Geez.. Korean stuff areoverpriced... I understand labour ain't cheap there. But I wont pay that much for a pair of "unheard of brand", Korean shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with their supposedly &lt;em&gt;pret-a-porter&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;haute coutur&lt;/em&gt;e fashion. A bit too fanciful sometimes.. ala Korean drama... but some are worth considering if you have extra cash. Still.. I really missed the factory outlets in States, where I can get a pair of sexy Kenneth Cole heels for US$29.99, BCBG dress for US $39.99 and Kate Spade bag for under US$200. Ain't that great shopping? &lt;/p&gt;Maybe if you're into underground labels or niche styles, you can come here.&lt;br /&gt;If you like glamour and believe paying for good quality brand, I think you'd like the US factory outlets. They're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea can't beat US for shopping. Sorry. Not for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they sure can beat U.S in terms of eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get fat in Korea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Seoul Makan Guide by SillyCelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9J1uSyWeI/AAAAAAAABTM/vbxcDzxlt0E/s1600-h/zazhangmyun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246493278218639842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9J1uSyWeI/AAAAAAAABTM/vbxcDzxlt0E/s320/zazhangmyun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja jyang myun! Or the Korean version of ZaJiang Mian!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a big fan! I don't know about you but eversince I have been watching the numerous Korean dramas, I love Jajyang Myun!! so far, can't find a good one in Singapore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the instant one they sell in Cold Storage ain't so bad! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9JuwdKddI/AAAAAAAABTE/oFu1apZsgB0/s1600-h/topoki+hotpot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246493158539949522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9JuwdKddI/AAAAAAAABTE/oFu1apZsgB0/s320/topoki+hotpot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topoki!!!! Rice Cake or &lt;em&gt;nian gao&lt;/em&gt; in Chinese. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My korean friends took me to this street which only sells topoki! They told me that the tourists would never about this place because it's a very local place where the locals go and the tour guides get no commission. The topoki here is cooked in one big hot pot, mixed with noodles, egg and many other stuff too! Yummm!! Topoki is in my top 5 definitely! Must try! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is in an area called SHIN DAN DONG! Or something like that. Very close liao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9IlEZCTkI/AAAAAAAABS8/fbD4yr0akMo/s1600-h/topoki+street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246491892581027394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9IlEZCTkI/AAAAAAAABS8/fbD4yr0akMo/s320/topoki+street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the very Topoki street! That's all they sell there. Topoki! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very crowded like Joo Chiat. while eating them, don't forget to order your sohju (rice wine)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sohju is a BIG must try!!! Especially the more expensive one with ginseng in it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drank in shots, smooth and neat, not much bloatedness but geez.. gets you drunk in a jiffy!!! Saves time! And the best part if.. it's so freaking cheap.. Like 2-4 bucks a bottle. And that should be enough to get you pretty happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9IPVF3nrI/AAAAAAAABS0/48azNby3_8U/s1600-h/samgyaetang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246491519106916018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9IPVF3nrI/AAAAAAAABS0/48azNby3_8U/s320/samgyaetang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samgyaetang! Or Ginseng chicken soup! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Put some sohju in it before you slurp the soup up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best eaten during winter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the Ginseng in it, the guys will have the modjo to start romping up like rabbits afterwards, to keep warm too I suppose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, anything that can make a lady happy, definitely made it to my top 5!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9IJs17n-I/AAAAAAAABSs/ZTF7o59YjgY/s1600-h/jap+bento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246491422403305442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9IJs17n-I/AAAAAAAABSs/ZTF7o59YjgY/s320/jap+bento.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some Japanese breakfast at the Renaissane Hotel we stayed at. Not exactly Korean but mang.. the Japanese food here is better than the one in Singapore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9HOkdMNGI/AAAAAAAABSk/4tS0klKBX48/s1600-h/fritters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490406539768930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9HOkdMNGI/AAAAAAAABSk/4tS0klKBX48/s320/fritters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DongDaemun street snacks? I am sure you've heard of them?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one in my hand can't be more sinful. Battered and deep fried sausage with cut french fries sticking all over it like a porcupine. Looked interesting enough for me to buy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the novelty wear off... it wasn't that nice anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was oily and I immediately felt fat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9HJKWc_JI/AAAAAAAABSc/DPFOGodwYTI/s1600-h/duck+steamboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246490313632840850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9HJKWc_JI/AAAAAAAABSc/DPFOGodwYTI/s320/duck+steamboat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duck Steam boat!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rather unheard of heh?? But it was interesting !! The soup was good and the condiments that came with it were refreshing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like it anyway, different and yet satisfying! Almost made it top 5.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9G2AefljI/AAAAAAAABSU/BHhCM2NBF6c/s1600-h/DIY+chicken+fried+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246489984564696626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9G2AefljI/AAAAAAAABSU/BHhCM2NBF6c/s320/DIY+chicken+fried+rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Fried rice! Hmm.. fry it yourself and pay the same price hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, a bit like a big pot of centralised, &lt;em&gt;pepper-lunch&lt;/em&gt; meal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You gotta make sure everyone likes your concoction. Maybe that's why I wasn't allowed to cook. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not happy. Didn't make it to my top 5.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9Fi7FL5xI/AAAAAAAABSM/gnbJ9dX-4gs/s1600-h/bulgogi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246488557187229458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9Fi7FL5xI/AAAAAAAABSM/gnbJ9dX-4gs/s320/bulgogi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mrs Kim! She and Mr kim are old family friends, really lovely! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Korean BBQ!!!!!! Of course!!! You can't have miss it. though I am tryong very hard to become a vegetarian. Korean BBQ would be one of the best reason to un-become one once in a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Their pork is especially good, if you eat pork. else, the beef ain't so bad either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Koreans eat their BBQed meat with a cut of garlic and fresh lettuce.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;because the lettuce is always fresh and raw, that's why they only use organic vegetables, they can't afford to be eating pesticides raw, right? If got pesticides in the non-organic veggie, at least cook it first yo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, reallyy good feast..and you see the chimney in the middle? Supposed to suck up the smell. But no use lah.. Still so so so so smelly afterwards. I think it's a typical Korean smell.. one sniff and everyone around you will know.. "You went to eat bulgogi har???"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Definitely in top 5!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9FYWUOSdI/AAAAAAAABSE/YMzFiGu3UEc/s1600-h/bibimbap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246488375519496658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9FYWUOSdI/AAAAAAAABSE/YMzFiGu3UEc/s320/bibimbap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. Bibimbap!! Pretty famous and they even serve it in almost every Korean Airlines flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamed rice which you're supposed to mix with many many different types of ingredients and condiments, including the smelly &lt;em&gt;kimchi&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the novelty wears off, all the fun in the mixing and stirring, this dish is not my cup of tea. Some people may like, but not me. Oh did I mention? I can't stand Kimchi, I really can't. Unless fried with rice or made into soup. or more of, I can't stand eating cold food. But mind you, Koreans eat lots of cold food too, especially their &lt;em&gt;tau g&lt;/em&gt;eh soup.. cold cold one and damn plain.. like water plus taugeh.. so weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, bibimbap didnt make it to my top 5. Dunno why it's so famous. It's ike &lt;em&gt;Roja&lt;/em&gt;k rice. The taste also very &lt;em&gt;rojak&lt;/em&gt; lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9FHAzSfqI/AAAAAAAABR8/l54CVy8iZ1I/s1600-h/8colours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246488077686439586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9FHAzSfqI/AAAAAAAABR8/l54CVy8iZ1I/s320/8colours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Colour palate. Apparently some traditional &lt;em&gt;chi chi&lt;/em&gt; Korean food. Not my type either. It's a DIY spring roll where you can choose your own fillings and dip into the two different types of sauce.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't like chi chi anyway. Nope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9FAoLGsYI/AAAAAAAABR0/PHdWZLuvJkc/s1600-h/dinnerdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246487967996227970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9FAoLGsYI/AAAAAAAABR0/PHdWZLuvJkc/s320/dinnerdance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chi chi food comes with this really silly Korean traditional dance show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I probably would like the show if I were 50 yrs old and bored to death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone who's so used to drolling over Britney's sexy hip grinds and J Timberlake's popping and locking.. I think the traditional dance was a big yawn, so sorry. I am not cultured hor? Well, I am bloody hell not yoghurt..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKK Let's round up the score..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE TOP 5 MUST TRY food in South Korea...(duh.. gotta be South right? not sure North Korea got even enough food to serve tourists)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok.. here they are........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#5 - Korean BBQ!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulgogi etc etc! (it's pushed to #5.. cause you need to take a shower all over again after you eat it. else you smell like ..very oily &lt;em&gt;bakwa&lt;/em&gt;.. euww!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#4 - Ja jyang Myun!! - If you watch Korean drama, you'd understand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;# 3- SamGyaeTang!! - One for the ladies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#2- Topoki!!!!!!!! - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the number one delicacy.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#1- the one and only!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soh ju!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I brought like 4 bottles back and I still have one more in my fridge for very very special occasion!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know.. Sohju is not exactly food but damn.. you gotta at least try the one with ginseng lah..Without Sohju.. none of the dishes above would be complete!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing out, I'd like to sleep now and think of Topoki and sohju! Anhyong Haseyo!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-6216679346068504543?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6216679346068504543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=6216679346068504543&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6216679346068504543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/6216679346068504543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/shopping-and-eating-in-seoul.html' title='The Shopping and Eating  in Seoul'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SM9YDG_OTpI/AAAAAAAABT0/b1iAgWW8o40/s72-c/dongdaemun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-369837549685429713</id><published>2008-10-07T20:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:27:13.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cokro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fame'/><title type='text'>If I were a starlet..</title><content type='html'>This is how I would look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I had a movie debut that made it to Hollywood box office and we had a press conference for the lovely paparazzi ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were famous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SOtRLIYDfDI/AAAAAAAABXM/WRsMuR2APMc/s1600-h/(17)_After_Party_2179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254382641926601778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SOtRLIYDfDI/AAAAAAAABXM/WRsMuR2APMc/s320/(17)_After_Party_2179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Marcelly Suhali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually.. just singing at Cokro &amp;amp; Linge's wedding - Sep '08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reality... this is how I look everyday..savouring the moments.. as a face on the street who loves to blog her daily scrambles in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SOtRdNwnYHI/AAAAAAAABXU/LzqfXxVsH4o/s1600-h/super+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254382952609439858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SOtRdNwnYHI/AAAAAAAABXU/LzqfXxVsH4o/s320/super+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bel &amp;amp; Me @ Sentosa luge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-369837549685429713?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/369837549685429713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=369837549685429713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/369837549685429713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/369837549685429713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-starlet.html' title='If I were a starlet..'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SOtRLIYDfDI/AAAAAAAABXM/WRsMuR2APMc/s72-c/(17)_After_Party_2179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-606685799687086599</id><published>2008-10-05T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:12:16.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 17th Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL96o43LtNI/AAAAAAAABRU/O2WP0eVx0mg/s1600-h/CIMG0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you hadn't known better, I throw awesome parties.. well at least I'd like to think so lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so far my friends obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year for the last ten years, I celebrated my 17th Birthday once, in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have moved up in my career path and have been earning a comfy 5 figure monthly, I decided to throw a slightly more &lt;em&gt;chi chi&lt;/em&gt;  party this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Birthday was at the gorgeous, legendary Raffles Hotel. Thanks to Gan's &lt;a href="mailto:Feed@Raffles"&gt;Feed@Raffles&lt;/a&gt; card, we got a good deal for one of their lovely suites. We had Spizza, salads, Phi Phi's tiramisu (&lt;a href="http://www.tiramisucaravan.com/"&gt;www.tiramisucaravan.com&lt;/a&gt;) and we had dozens of bottles of hard liquor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was meant to &lt;em&gt;chi chi&lt;/em&gt; and classy.&lt;br /&gt;The room spelled romance, every inch of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity Gan had to get knocked off by 11 pm. Thanks to overflow of alcohol. What a waste of a raunchy poster bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL96Loxvw6I/AAAAAAAABRM/R60p2FVapEs/s1600-h/CIMG0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242042831625765794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL96Loxvw6I/AAAAAAAABRM/R60p2FVapEs/s320/CIMG0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the party area aka the living room..&lt;br /&gt;I had to dress chi chi. I had to act chi chi.. I had to smile chi chi.&lt;br /&gt;It was like being constipated for a good cause...&lt;br /&gt;like wearing a stifling girdle to look orderly and nice. chi chi is effortful but pretty. To me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi chi is actually crap. Anyway, the theme is chi chi. Let's play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL96AO4XZSI/AAAAAAAABRE/E4Zvjqdesas/s1600-h/the+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242042635695645986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL96AO4XZSI/AAAAAAAABRE/E4Zvjqdesas/s320/the+bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the big bed...I had to lie down chi chi..&lt;br /&gt;(however, that bed ended up as me and Jac's trampoline after  a few drinks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL954iZJokI/AAAAAAAABQ8/pgprs4s-6Ek/s1600-h/3babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242042503494476354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL954iZJokI/AAAAAAAABQ8/pgprs4s-6Ek/s320/3babes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- Shil-Suyin&lt;br /&gt;Here are the babes in sephia mode.. how nostalgic..how chi chi.&lt;br /&gt;Very classy indeed (this was before alcohol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL95YRSBeYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8ByfWr4YgHE/s1600-h/CIMG0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242041949145364866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL95YRSBeYI/AAAAAAAABQ0/8ByfWr4YgHE/s320/CIMG0964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the golden couple..before alcohol.. stil chi chi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL94UZI-2nI/AAAAAAAABQs/07yvJ6LVOjw/s1600-h/CIMG0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242040783023823474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL94UZI-2nI/AAAAAAAABQs/07yvJ6LVOjw/s320/CIMG0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are more babes.. a tad less chi chi.. more us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL92jQ7nWEI/AAAAAAAABQU/l5C4_QmeklY/s1600-h/CIMG0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242038839495055426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL92jQ7nWEI/AAAAAAAABQU/l5C4_QmeklY/s320/CIMG0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beloved dudes... can't really do chi chi anyway..this is as good as it gets. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL92OzatGqI/AAAAAAAABQM/vqD49-c5F9M/s1600-h/CIMG0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242038487975008930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL92OzatGqI/AAAAAAAABQM/vqD49-c5F9M/s320/CIMG0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're the brother love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL9015zCmXI/AAAAAAAABQE/Sg6fdLmX2U0/s1600-h/CIMG0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036960679336306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL9015zCmXI/AAAAAAAABQE/Sg6fdLmX2U0/s320/CIMG0981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the man love..and the flushed Birthday girl.. I suppose this was after a few drinks.. look at how happy people can get. Me losing the chi chi modjo.. or I forgot it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL90j7ZDojI/AAAAAAAABP8/hjufRAfyu68/s1600-h/CIMG0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036651869577778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL90j7ZDojI/AAAAAAAABP8/hjufRAfyu68/s320/CIMG0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the drunken babes.. (or more like..just the 3 of us drunk.. Cat me and Jac -frontline)... screw chi chi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL90TGOegfI/AAAAAAAABP0/3RUTLd_rpu8/s1600-h/CIMG0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242036362720215538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL90TGOegfI/AAAAAAAABP0/3RUTLd_rpu8/s320/CIMG0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, here's the birthday wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised after sometime, that chi chi just doesnt do it for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were getting rather bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a crass, zestful bunch and we just had to be messy, letting loose and breaking rules...&lt;br /&gt;So, we started to break a bit of rules... shoes off, hair down.. and we drank like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can imagine how the conversations turned. A bit more vulgarities, more expressive hand signs, More dancing, more jumping..more life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest babes... Jac, Cat and Violet, stayed put after 1 pm and we adjourned elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the street to Insomnia, got absolutely shit-faced and acted like crazy hyenas til 5 am..and that was the most memorable bit. I even remember that I had to nurse a severe neck ache for a few days after that day. (we were doing the head-spinning/banging moves at the mini rock concert... juvenile I know.. sue me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, Gan had collapsed at 11 pm that night and he missed almost everything else!! I was soooo mad. But the poor bloke was vomitting til the next morning. I really need to ban him from reckless drinking. I think Gan was, by default, the most &lt;em&gt;chi chi&lt;/em&gt; that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, Happy belated Birthday again to me! Here's to many more good years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration ended with massive hangovers and an expensive suite looking like a bombed Iraqi city. I was quite worried I had to pay damages.... luckily no expensive vase broken or expensive rug burnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL9zYfJWMzI/AAAAAAAABPM/L9a7WHSaCYc/s1600-h/CIMG1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242035355797304114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL9zYfJWMzI/AAAAAAAABPM/L9a7WHSaCYc/s320/CIMG1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the morning after....I was a zombie! We had a good night though, lots of fun and little sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL9yXHZ_i9I/AAAAAAAABPE/KFeXmLPSzIg/s1600-h/CIMG1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242034232733174738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL9yXHZ_i9I/AAAAAAAABPE/KFeXmLPSzIg/s320/CIMG1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, the gift from the butlers... a Raffles hotel mug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lovely gesture really. But actually we tipped them more than enough to buy us 5 mugs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, it was definitely a five-star treatment, world class service and a lovely experience..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But screw chi chi-ness. I think I'd stick to pure good fun next time, til we need to get botox jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-606685799687086599?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/606685799687086599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=606685799687086599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/606685799687086599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/606685799687086599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-17th-birthday-party.html' title='My 17th Birthday Party'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SL96Loxvw6I/AAAAAAAABRM/R60p2FVapEs/s72-c/CIMG0951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7111086163898533084</id><published>2008-09-12T10:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:41:25.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Bull or Bear, Boom or Crash, Question: Are the fundamentals still growing?</title><content type='html'>Good Day Everyone! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are one who ventures into the various speculative markets,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the following write-up that my team did may be food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to many people's understanding,&lt;br /&gt;despite Market conditions for the past decades,&lt;br /&gt;be it Bull Market or Bear Market,&lt;br /&gt;be it housing boom or housing crash,&lt;br /&gt;US GDP and US population actually still continue to grow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not the first 'recessionary' period we face. There has been so many in the past decades, let's look at the statistics on fundamental growths throughout these periods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMnemxxbBzI/AAAAAAAABRc/4BQMADkuEsY/s1600-h/bull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244967998826678066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMnemxxbBzI/AAAAAAAABRc/4BQMADkuEsY/s320/bull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMne6oOAnuI/AAAAAAAABRk/45NGz0dr-SM/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US GDP goes up during Bull market run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMne6oOAnuI/AAAAAAAABRk/45NGz0dr-SM/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244968339859611362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMne6oOAnuI/AAAAAAAABRk/45NGz0dr-SM/s320/bear.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US GDP still goes up during Bear market!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any relation then? Naught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMnfp-1KT1I/AAAAAAAABRs/KqIxndUwm0o/s1600-h/AP_WorldPoulation.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244969153383255890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 455px" height="342" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMnfp-1KT1I/AAAAAAAABRs/KqIxndUwm0o/s320/AP_WorldPoulation.gif" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMnfp-1KT1I/AAAAAAAABRs/KqIxndUwm0o/s1600-h/AP_WorldPoulation.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US population has been increasing steadily the past decades. &lt;br /&gt;And US is forecasted to continue so. unlike Europe and Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This shows something consistent about the "real" fundamental growth in US. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evidently, market performance is not an accurate reflection of the economy but more a game of market sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this gloomy situation, perhaps we should take some time reviewing our investment strategy. After all, isn't the top priority to continuously add value to our portfolios, regardless of market situation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the bear market is likely going to give you zero to negative returns in the next 3-4 years to hold out, it may be a good idea to look at other options as a diversification and to hedge against inflation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may want to consider an option that has all the following characteristics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hedge against Inflation - unleveraged hard assets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Capital Preservation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Low to zero correlation to speculative market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Manageable timeline 4-6 yrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Returns based on methodical processes and Fundamentals &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Value Add process , e.g- expertise, experience and track record in urban planning, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Fundamental growth trends , e.g -sustainable, long term GDP and Population growth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Land is one asset class that fits these criterias. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"With sustainable GDP and Population Growth trend, various developments (residential/commercial) will continue to occur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Developable prime lands being limited in supply, will always be in demand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Land banking with &lt;strong&gt;the experienced experts&lt;/strong&gt; may be one of viable options which delivers, even during uncertain times like now"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walton International Group is the &lt;strong&gt;ONLY known&lt;/strong&gt; land banking company with a &lt;strong&gt;solid track record&lt;/strong&gt; of 29 yrs. Walton also works closely with various financial institutions in Europe, North America, Japan and Asia to educate more people on this unique opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Our most recently updated &lt;strong&gt;audited&lt;/strong&gt; track record of 29 yrs stands at an average of 23.55% p.a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'd like more information about the risk, returns, securities and opportunities of land banking with Walton, please email me at &lt;a href="mailto:marcely.suhali@waltoninternational.com.sg"&gt;marcely.suhali@waltoninternational.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;##Please take note that the graphs and writings above are private property. I would appreciate if you don't copy and misuse it elsewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-7111086163898533084?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7111086163898533084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=7111086163898533084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7111086163898533084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/7111086163898533084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/bull-or-bear-boom-or-crash-question-are.html' title='Bull or Bear, Boom or Crash, Question: Are the fundamentals still growing?'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SMnemxxbBzI/AAAAAAAABRc/4BQMADkuEsY/s72-c/bull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-9004407510314755324</id><published>2008-09-03T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:00:29.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dallas'/><title type='text'>Texan Lands - Sun, Oil, Mulah and the Cowboys..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think my previous entry's angst may make me seem like a sexist. But you gotta admit.&lt;br /&gt;I hear many more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chi ko &lt;/span&gt;stories than happy auntie stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, it is still a double standard world.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I need to finish off my stories in Uncle Sam's land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the trip in Texas. Well, it's a cowboy land you may say.&lt;br /&gt;It is also home to most of the oil giants - Exxon, Caltex, Chevron..&lt;br /&gt;Also home to numerous other Fortune 500 companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHevDdIq7XI/AAAAAAAABNs/amEKeCxxyhI/s1600-h/MEMC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221834766854843762" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHevDdIq7XI/AAAAAAAABNs/amEKeCxxyhI/s320/MEMC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like MEMC and P&amp;amp;G..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But best of all, home to the live band capital of the world - Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Dallas, better known for its sitcom, Dallas is the financial hub in Texas, it has since merged with FortWorth to be a megapolitan, namely Dallas-Fort Worth, no price for guessing correctly. Megapolitan is the new term for mega cities, move aside metropolis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Sheraton 5 mins walk from The Galleria shopping centre. Huge. So we ended up there almost every day, between the aisles SAKS fifth Avenue, A&amp;amp;F and Forever 21 which is btw freaking cheap there. But in between shopping, we manage to squeeze time to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;We visited several land developments in Dallas Fort Worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular one, I have a stake in it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHevit6DauI/AAAAAAAABN0/q-LQbcPPEJc/s1600-h/us+trippy+508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221835303932881634" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHevit6DauI/AAAAAAAABN0/q-LQbcPPEJc/s320/us+trippy+508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my colleagues - in front of Brookside 2 project- half hour from DFW downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likely planned for mixed use - residential/commercial, it shall return me 100% profit the next 4 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the highways in Dallas though. 12 storeys high!! And still expanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHewkGs9d5I/AAAAAAAABOE/h-XAE6ZW6CI/s1600-h/us+trippy+456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221836427280349074" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHewkGs9d5I/AAAAAAAABOE/h-XAE6ZW6CI/s320/us+trippy+456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHeu5AxIHSI/AAAAAAAABNk/K04PJlvPtAY/s1600-h/us+trippy+536.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the better part of Texas,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEXMEX baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHeqODFYi7I/AAAAAAAABM0/nhys2kpF0Ss/s1600-h/us+trippy+655.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdtbY-jT4I/AAAAAAAABMk/f7YXJnDBRCU/s1600-h/us+trippy+657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221762610288086914" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdtbY-jT4I/AAAAAAAABMk/f7YXJnDBRCU/s320/us+trippy+657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food, good crowd. Good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHds_8ggXUI/AAAAAAAABMc/UUVrUdjChM0/s1600-h/us+trippy+658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221762138789403970" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHds_8ggXUI/AAAAAAAABMc/UUVrUdjChM0/s320/us+trippy+658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdsGxu5vZI/AAAAAAAABMU/pk8IOOa1eR0/s1600-h/us+trippy+660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221761156644453778" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdsGxu5vZI/AAAAAAAABMU/pk8IOOa1eR0/s320/us+trippy+660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That spicy looking chicken wings? Really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went for TexMex and we were adorned by the most premium tequilas in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that good tequilas are yellow, you think wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdp6nnoC2I/AAAAAAAABMM/EEnjLyg1iTs/s1600-h/us+trippy+661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221758748747893602" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdp6nnoC2I/AAAAAAAABMM/EEnjLyg1iTs/s320/us+trippy+661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Silver one that rocks the boat.&lt;br /&gt;Smooth as silk and lethal as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdmAAhjnYI/AAAAAAAABME/L8lZKNXlEtY/s1600-h/us+trippy+664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221754443286158722" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdmAAhjnYI/AAAAAAAABME/L8lZKNXlEtY/s320/us+trippy+664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely got me very happy after just 2 shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to W Hotel for its roof top bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdf8sK3TfI/AAAAAAAABL8/H62BurSAvGg/s1600-h/us+trippy+665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221747789212896754" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdf8sK3TfI/AAAAAAAABL8/H62BurSAvGg/s320/us+trippy+665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird's eye view, here I come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdZGi4eB5I/AAAAAAAABL0/iPUsdBmG1xE/s1600-h/us+trippy+668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221740261937121170" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdZGi4eB5I/AAAAAAAABL0/iPUsdBmG1xE/s320/us+trippy+668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallas downtown baby! The view from the top..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdXzCp-KSI/AAAAAAAABLs/IdhnZLHXwyE/s1600-h/us+trippy+669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221738827357235490" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdXzCp-KSI/AAAAAAAABLs/IdhnZLHXwyE/s320/us+trippy+669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit blur haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdXPXb6QsI/AAAAAAAABLk/X2Bu8PQl1qs/s1600-h/us+trippy+673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221738214460113602" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdXPXb6QsI/AAAAAAAABLk/X2Bu8PQl1qs/s320/us+trippy+673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's on the palate, complete with strawberry and champagne and Belvedere RedBull, courtesy of Walton US counterpart. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that marked the end of a very long night. I think after Ghost Bar I blacked out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up it was glaring morning, with me and a ghastly looking face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to carry my hangover accross the counties as we drove the bus down to Austin and San Marcos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbmoaO_AlI/AAAAAAAABKc/65gK3QS8VG4/s1600-h/us+trippy+677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221614399893996114" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbmoaO_AlI/AAAAAAAABKc/65gK3QS8VG4/s320/us+trippy+677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrr.. here starts the bus journey again.. Welcome to Austin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdW2NRofeI/AAAAAAAABLc/HroI7kr_R0w/s1600-h/along+I-35-houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221737782235921890" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdW2NRofeI/AAAAAAAABLc/HroI7kr_R0w/s320/along+I-35-houses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrrrr.. the houses in Austin are nice, comfy and huge though&lt;br /&gt;We are in Austin to look at a few more land projects that Walton's planning team is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdWxgErkaI/AAAAAAAABLU/28GYdEG2O04/s1600-h/busy+roads+at+san+marcos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221737701382525346" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdWxgErkaI/AAAAAAAABLU/28GYdEG2O04/s320/busy+roads+at+san+marcos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the busy junction at San Marcos, lucky no jam.. unlike Singapore where everyday, sure must have at least one accident along one of the expressways one. If don't have, it's like miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdWOqJf8mI/AAAAAAAABLM/DbuTpgnAWCg/s1600-h/cabelas-+big+retail+centre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221737102791668322" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHdWOqJf8mI/AAAAAAAABLM/DbuTpgnAWCg/s320/cabelas-+big+retail+centre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbvqgXI0vI/AAAAAAAABK8/RJKfF47sy9Y/s1600-h/I-35-HEB-food+retailer+and+bank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221624331503194866" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbvqgXI0vI/AAAAAAAABK8/RJKfF47sy9Y/s320/I-35-HEB-food+retailer+and+bank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabella's &amp;amp; HEB! Nice big department stores.. I realise all the commercial ad residential projects in States take up so much land.. You see how much car park space for just one store...I think from cashier to my car I can do a marathon liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they build sideways..&lt;br /&gt;But I think good for us la..prime land is limited in supply yet in demand.. So you do the math/econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHcLUJ4xy-I/AAAAAAAABLE/cN5M5fCe5eA/s1600-h/from+MD+back+to+SMarcos-5+star+hotel+and+conv+centre+in+cons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221654733838732258" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHcLUJ4xy-I/AAAAAAAABLE/cN5M5fCe5eA/s320/from+MD+back+to+SMarcos-5+star+hotel+and+conv+centre+in+cons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a 5 star hotel development minutes away from Walton's project - Martindale. Walton is expanding the Martindale community near San Marcos by at least two folds.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this area is quite hot, niece of a client of mine, lives in this area and she herself is developing hotels around San Marcos. Lots of visitors, tourists and internal immigrants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is yet to come! Just 5 mins from Martindale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbrxq-0LvI/AAAAAAAABKs/7cOleZfPylM/s1600-h/prime+outlet-huge+shopping-spent+too+much+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221620056566542066" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbrxq-0LvI/AAAAAAAABKs/7cOleZfPylM/s320/prime+outlet-huge+shopping-spent+too+much+here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbiHLN41lI/AAAAAAAABKE/LApwwORv-fM/s1600-h/us+trippy+749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221609430880671314" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbiHLN41lI/AAAAAAAABKE/LApwwORv-fM/s320/us+trippy+749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prime Outlet at San Marcos is voted the #3 best shopping place in the world. I couldn't agree more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent from 3 pm to 9 pm, swiping cards and had a little panic moment when I had to call Mr Gan to extend my credit card limit because of emergency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbg8X6dWkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/G8der7vt0Sw/s1600-h/us+trippy+751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221608145798650434" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbg8X6dWkI/AAAAAAAABJ8/G8der7vt0Sw/s320/us+trippy+751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last stop was the VS outlet.. I think my boss was calling me on the phone at 9pm as I almost missed the bus.. But I couldn't leave!!! $10 for 5 VS knickers.. who's not buying???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men just don't get it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbe2dnykGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ELfrDywcCu8/s1600-h/us+trippy+754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221605845228490850" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbe2dnykGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/ELfrDywcCu8/s320/us+trippy+754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Austin nights are the most cultured. Rainy blurry night, road side quessadillas and boutique blues bar laced the long dandy stretch of 6th Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very talented musicians are everywhere in Austin, this is the live band capital of the world. Kelly Clarkson is Texan, you know that right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbceuC3fgI/AAAAAAAABJs/O-zNfoNJBIg/s1600-h/us+trippy+757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221603238296911362" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHbceuC3fgI/AAAAAAAABJs/O-zNfoNJBIg/s320/us+trippy+757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Nuno's along 6th Street and this band is more talented than 5 best bands in Singapore put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly creative, out of the box, harmonious and very hilariously entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even bought their CD of Original Songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most original thing I bought in US. It's playing in my car now. Very sexy, Very blues, very Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Gan that one day, I'd like to live in Austin. Get my alcohol and blues fix down 6th street everyday and go for Quessadillas for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hats off to the cowboys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-9004407510314755324?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9004407510314755324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=9004407510314755324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/9004407510314755324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/9004407510314755324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/texan-lands-sun-oil-mulah-and-cowboys.html' title='Texan Lands - Sun, Oil, Mulah and the Cowboys..'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHevDdIq7XI/AAAAAAAABNs/amEKeCxxyhI/s72-c/MEMC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1281864161026232865</id><published>2008-09-03T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:14:30.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chi kos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>The Pathetic Wu Lui Chi Kos community</title><content type='html'>Sad I must say, sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have passed prime, you need medical help from Pfizer to perform your acts, you have grey hairs and stubbles, you have crow feet and you go for your regular botox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you think you own the bloody fyuckin world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you think I am writing this with too much angst. Please understand that I pity you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may own continental fast cars, several D10 condos and oodles of cash to waste in Genting most weekends. But you have nothing. Sir, you have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in the middle of your umpteenth nasty divorce,  a bunch of kids who may not even like or know you. Your dirty, philandering ways may have tarred your reputation and perhaps your venereal conditions and to top if off, your arrogance gross people out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, you still try to pick up school girls in Coffee Bean, who of course look at you in total disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money has never given you happiness, and it never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if you use it wisely, it may help you or someone else feel its closest imitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the ultimate happiness comes from within. It's that warmth from within. That inexplicable peace and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have is cocky stories of your stash and arrogant expensive adventures or dirty conquests or deprecating view on others , which we don't give a shit about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a poor man, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought that'd make you someone. It didn't. I am sorry. You are pathetic in our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1281864161026232865?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1281864161026232865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1281864161026232865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1281864161026232865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1281864161026232865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/pathetic-rich-chi-kos-community.html' title='The Pathetic Wu Lui Chi Kos community'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-1625060978662008027</id><published>2008-08-06T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:14:14.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phoenix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walton'/><title type='text'>Phoenix ..Rise from the Ashes..or Sands more like!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZQxu4Hi3I/AAAAAAAABJk/lsPkT7tVqGc/s1600-h/us+trippy+279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221449633309887346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZQxu4Hi3I/AAAAAAAABJk/lsPkT7tVqGc/s320/us+trippy+279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix has the sun,&lt;br /&gt;the sands&lt;br /&gt;and the cacti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely weather, I must say. Not a surprise that people move into this area like ants army, especially those from the West Coast, where things are expensive, living costs and taxes high and great jobs not so aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phoenix-Tucson corridor is touted to be the next blooming megapolitan of the USA. With the Rockefeller and many other giant companies also expanding their wings here, great infrastructure, pro-biz government and lovely lovely houses and golf courses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops..Sorry I got carried away describing Phoenix-Tucson's economic potentials, as this is what I do for a living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't know, my 29 yr old company provides opportunities for people around the globe, to participate in land banking in the US. (pre-development stages of real estate development - a bit like URA in Singapore, but we invite investors in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the projects are in Phoenix. Thats why we went to Phoenix!&lt;br /&gt;So, what did we do in Phoenix????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View the lands and sorroundings of course.&lt;br /&gt;What better way to view, than to take the heli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZNy0W4iaI/AAAAAAAABJc/1K7D3oRe39k/s1600-h/us+trippy+283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446353426090402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZNy0W4iaI/AAAAAAAABJc/1K7D3oRe39k/s320/us+trippy+283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I took a heli ride.. !!! Have you??? The take off is the best part..Almost orgasmic! But the rest of the trip is dizzying! Especially if you keep looking left and right, agitatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZHFKBpvAI/AAAAAAAABJU/Evvsc4j9lkc/s1600-h/us+trippy+290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221438971898870786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZHFKBpvAI/AAAAAAAABJU/Evvsc4j9lkc/s320/us+trippy+290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZGOQt79MI/AAAAAAAABJM/qumeVWzugs0/s1600-h/us+trippy+293.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Pisoot, Pisoot is the VP for International Relations in our Phoenix Head Quarter.&lt;br /&gt;Cute hor?? Sorry hor.. married, with a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZFDS3KvoI/AAAAAAAABJE/S8oBeuJatdw/s1600-h/us+trippy+294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221436740887821954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZFDS3KvoI/AAAAAAAABJE/S8oBeuJatdw/s320/us+trippy+294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hovering from hundreds of meters above the ground, we managed to capture pictures from aerial view. Very handy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of the many commercial areas in Phoenix-Tucson. Does this look like a desert to you?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly. Phoenix is very much developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZEJwEatiI/AAAAAAAABI8/sccL3oMrasU/s1600-h/us+trippy+303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221435752295609890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZEJwEatiI/AAAAAAAABI8/sccL3oMrasU/s320/us+trippy+303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camelback mountain is one of the many mountains that sorrounds the valley.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a camel's back. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ph-Tucson is a valley area. They love the views of the mountains so much that the developments in Phoenix are mostly low-rise, to ensure nothing blocks the mountain view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZDSGPgriI/AAAAAAAABI0/ASEnH9UNikE/s1600-h/us+trippy+307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221434796175044130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZDSGPgriI/AAAAAAAABI0/ASEnH9UNikE/s320/us+trippy+307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Colorado River runs through Arizona and it provides water supply to the area. It comes with a surplus so Arizona state actually sells the extra water supply to neighbouring states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting hor?? And you thought this place is a Desert! It has more than enough water for everyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZCi_PL2tI/AAAAAAAABIs/GpdZqKWDKEg/s1600-h/us+trippy+308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221433986840779474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZCi_PL2tI/AAAAAAAABIs/GpdZqKWDKEg/s320/us+trippy+308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the highways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US has the #1 Infrastructure in the world. Most well connected through all the interstates highways and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge highways eh..5 lanes leh! But wait til you see the ones in Dallas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZCELTRSJI/AAAAAAAABIk/oy--ZVJCt1U/s1600-h/us+trippy+310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221433457503193234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZCELTRSJI/AAAAAAAABIk/oy--ZVJCt1U/s320/us+trippy+310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The houses are fyucken gorgeous la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many houses are built along man-made waterways.&lt;br /&gt;These are rather costly (compared to other places in US) - perhaps up to USD300-400 GRAND  a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZBGGLx7AI/AAAAAAAABIc/cQkhaZz2LxU/s1600-h/us+trippy+312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221432390977711106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZBGGLx7AI/AAAAAAAABIc/cQkhaZz2LxU/s320/us+trippy+312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every house has a pool!!! OH MAN!!!! I am so jealous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY_4kuNaoI/AAAAAAAABIM/QdzJyf1NdwU/s1600-h/us+trippy+351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221431059145386626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY_4kuNaoI/AAAAAAAABIM/QdzJyf1NdwU/s320/us+trippy+351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a better view. Wow right? All the neighbours have a pool. And the houses are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is good, that means land is always in demand as they build sideways..&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe the growth happening in this area.&lt;br /&gt;Sub prime or no subprime, developments still going... just perhaps at slightly different rate.&lt;br /&gt;Population growth in Phoenix grew 200% in the past decades or so. Can many other cities say the same thing??Including Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the recent sub prime and economic downturn helped us.&lt;br /&gt;It squeezed speculators out of the game and it enabled the acquisition team to secure prime land banks from distressed owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY-ur4R2wI/AAAAAAAABIE/70oa_PXTMGI/s1600-h/us+trippy+356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221429789756349186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY-ur4R2wI/AAAAAAAABIE/70oa_PXTMGI/s320/us+trippy+356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More houses... *sigh...*I Want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY-VK7o9tI/AAAAAAAABH8/7esoD5BX1gU/s1600-h/us+trippy+359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221429351415346898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY-VK7o9tI/AAAAAAAABH8/7esoD5BX1gU/s320/us+trippy+359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how many golf courses in this area???.......&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;248 Golf courses!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PGA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I didn't spot Tiger Woods doing his swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The courses looked damn delectable from above. So much so that I feel like taking up golf myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY96oApNwI/AAAAAAAABH0/137Ct6X18r0/s1600-h/us+trippy+362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221428895364495106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY96oApNwI/AAAAAAAABH0/137Ct6X18r0/s320/us+trippy+362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the heli ride, which was a first for me. we went shopping.. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't go to the Factory Outlet here so.... I didn't shop much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY9VEdcmVI/AAAAAAAABHs/2VvxBdEpHG4/s1600-h/us+trippy+363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221428250166466898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY9VEdcmVI/AAAAAAAABHs/2VvxBdEpHG4/s320/us+trippy+363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat on the bench and adored the simpler pleasures in life....&lt;br /&gt;After the shopping, we were all bus-ed to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY881oXUUI/AAAAAAAABHk/PGNvk0Zs7ZI/s1600-h/us+trippy+367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221427833868865858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY881oXUUI/AAAAAAAABHk/PGNvk0Zs7ZI/s320/us+trippy+367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Walton Phoenix!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY7iFxaJ2I/AAAAAAAABHc/ys35pF9OM4E/s1600-h/us+trippy+370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426274833672034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY7iFxaJ2I/AAAAAAAABHc/ys35pF9OM4E/s320/us+trippy+370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're some of us!&lt;br /&gt;The office is airy, bright and it's 35,000 sqft (with new addition). Pretty spacious I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY677MTkjI/AAAAAAAABHU/Km4Y4neo4ik/s1600-h/us+trippy+371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221425619158667826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY677MTkjI/AAAAAAAABHU/Km4Y4neo4ik/s320/us+trippy+371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opposite the office is one of the most famous condominium in Phoenix, designed by some famous architect. Sorry forgot his name. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY6d6Qr6kI/AAAAAAAABHM/cJAzVTiYqqA/s1600-h/us+trippy+373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221425103512529474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY6d6Qr6kI/AAAAAAAABHM/cJAzVTiYqqA/s320/us+trippy+373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlau.. is that an ashtray on the table???&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.. by the way. I've quit!&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, whenever sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY5XImFOiI/AAAAAAAABHE/sHd7OQ-XJos/s1600-h/us+trippy+376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221423887589653026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY5XImFOiI/AAAAAAAABHE/sHd7OQ-XJos/s320/us+trippy+376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Pisoot's handsome side profile while taking us on a guided office tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY4xWUh0iI/AAAAAAAABG8/nHTFs8lKDUU/s1600-h/us+trippy+381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221423238439096866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY4xWUh0iI/AAAAAAAABG8/nHTFs8lKDUU/s320/us+trippy+381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the new extension to the current office.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're expanding everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one portion of the office we were not allowed in or take picture of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Research &amp;amp; Acquisition team. Apparently very top secret one. Understandable lah.&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't want the world to know where their next target area is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sshh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were served Arizona style lunch - or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY4WvEFqxI/AAAAAAAABG0/lR9gSuBVAjQ/s1600-h/us+trippy+388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221422781224561426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY4WvEFqxI/AAAAAAAABG0/lR9gSuBVAjQ/s320/us+trippy+388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of beans and guacamole involved. But it was a welcome change.&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, we had to do some work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do..???.... working trip right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to listen to the engineers and head of departments sharing their knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Including the Acquisition team. Very interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY3wY85cOI/AAAAAAAABGs/iCXuEcjtLr8/s1600-h/us+trippy+393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221422122453790946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY3wY85cOI/AAAAAAAABGs/iCXuEcjtLr8/s320/us+trippy+393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the gentleman heading the planning team. This team is just as important, they are the experts who plans and rezones for our land banks and convert them into industrial, commercial or residential lands, so that profits aplenty and we can reap &gt;15% p.a like we always have for the past 29 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the information sessions. It was time for us to walk back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY3UTmFWDI/AAAAAAAABGk/c6kBmtyk3lo/s1600-h/us+trippy+397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221421639979587634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY3UTmFWDI/AAAAAAAABGk/c6kBmtyk3lo/s320/us+trippy+397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting a pose in front of the office building. Again.. low-rise. All buildings in Phoenix are meant to be low rise. The tallest if I am not wrong is only about 40 storey high and only one or two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY274k9YaI/AAAAAAAABGc/BzbRm0pPKJY/s1600-h/us+trippy+398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221421220410253730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY274k9YaI/AAAAAAAABGc/BzbRm0pPKJY/s320/us+trippy+398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room mate Yanying and me...with Phoenix cactus.. They're everywhere and they're huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY2gXKRVLI/AAAAAAAABGU/TMi0sqzBttQ/s1600-h/us+trippy+402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221420747583476914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY2gXKRVLI/AAAAAAAABGU/TMi0sqzBttQ/s320/us+trippy+402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rear view heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the hotel was lovely, we stayed at DoubleTree( family of Hilton) in Scottsdale.&lt;br /&gt;The pillows were huge, soft and basically - faint-friendly! I concussed very easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a power nap, I woke up LATE for dinner!! So paiseh, the whole bus waited for me...&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on the bed and pillows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we went to eat the best steak in the whole of Phoenix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY2Gsz7cGI/AAAAAAAABGM/I7_1ILG2TiI/s1600-h/us+trippy+404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221420306718748770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY2Gsz7cGI/AAAAAAAABGM/I7_1ILG2TiI/s320/us+trippy+404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Hall Steakhouse, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY1jIxfk8I/AAAAAAAABGE/4LhAmk82ZgM/s1600-h/us+trippy+406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221419695749436354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHY1jIxfk8I/AAAAAAAABGE/4LhAmk82ZgM/s320/us+trippy+406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our long table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHYvYjw6YRI/AAAAAAAABF8/-MSGMDqo818/s1600-h/us+trippy+407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221412916946428178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHYvYjw6YRI/AAAAAAAABF8/-MSGMDqo818/s320/us+trippy+407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our appetizer...!! Lobster tower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is seriously so generous! Abundant of expensive food kept on coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHYufo8Bh-I/AAAAAAAABF0/NWxkKtYC-dU/s1600-h/us+trippy+413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221411939082668002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHYufo8Bh-I/AAAAAAAABF0/NWxkKtYC-dU/s320/us+trippy+413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the steak was probably big enough to feed the whole of Africa.&lt;br /&gt;It was juicy and tender!!&lt;br /&gt;But it was too much for an Asian tummy like mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHYs5ZvsotI/AAAAAAAABFs/OxAUYpXrKy4/s1600-h/us+trippy+417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221410182657778386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHYs5ZvsotI/AAAAAAAABFs/OxAUYpXrKy4/s320/us+trippy+417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the selection of desert was just too tempting.. I think I gained 2 kg in Phoenix alone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.. OK that was Phoenix... Next.. we flew to Dallas-Fort Worth - TEXAS!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. the shopping I did in Texas was just sinful!&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: In case you're interested to know further about land banking opportunities in US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happy to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9390779-1625060978662008027?l=sillycelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1625060978662008027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9390779&amp;postID=1625060978662008027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1625060978662008027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9390779/posts/default/1625060978662008027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillycelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/phoenix-rise-from-ashesor-sands-more.html' title='Phoenix ..Rise from the Ashes..or Sands more like!'/><author><name>Marcelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164142253582804385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/91/2725/640/small11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHZQxu4Hi3I/AAAAAAAABJk/lsPkT7tVqGc/s72-c/us+trippy+279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9390779.post-7874394661552223764</id><published>2008-07-28T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:24:37.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Fransisco.. with flowers in my hair..(Phase 2 -The Pier, the Gate and beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you think that SF is all about shopping and clubbing. Pls don't mark Marcelly down as shallow just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SF is also about the pier, the ocean breeze and the clam chowder. It's also about the gate, the dainty town beyond and the crazy weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to make a trip down to the bay, to PIER 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOdUvMT4PI/AAAAAAAABDI/1eDA76dj8YE/s1600-h/us+trippy+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220689372643582194" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOdUvMT4PI/AAAAAAAABDI/1eDA76dj8YE/s320/us+trippy+191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, if you're one of those old skools who must visit HardRock Cafe and collect their T-shirts in every city you go to. Then here's one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOcYFEFPzI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZA1L4AnNAqM/s1600-h/us+trippy+199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220688330542628658" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOcYFEFPzI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZA1L4AnNAqM/s320/us+trippy+199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Major of SF is really dang good looking too! So it's worth a visit right? To support the economy such that he gets re-elected again. =).. See how forward thinking Marcelly is??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be damned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOaXEgc18I/AAAAAAAABC4/IJmnvUIRP8I/s1600-h/us+trippy+200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220686114190055362" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOaXEgc18I/AAAAAAAABC4/IJmnvUIRP8I/s320/us+trippy+200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A carousel by the bay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Carousel just never loses it novelty, they still shoot MTVs and Korean dramas around bloody carousels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think my BCBG dress is pretty? Guess how much it was in Palm Springs factory outlet? I got it for less than USD 40.!! *evil laughter*... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pier 39 was great for seafood luncheon, a bit of touristy shopping and snapping lots of awesome pictures. Look across and there it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOYYVRwhbI/AAAAAAAABCw/ILw2_QBE_MM/s1600-h/us+trippy+204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220683936848446898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOYYVRwhbI/AAAAAAAABCw/ILw2_QBE_MM/s320/us+trippy+204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Alcatraz prison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were contemplating on taking the ferry accross but my colleague Andy said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why are we going there, when people were trying to escape so badly?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got a point, so we just bought its postcards and stayed on the bay to sip yummy clam chowder. Not to forget, we saw Captain Jack Sparrow doing some magic too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOX3VNTVJI/AAAAAAAABCo/0GJeY9V692c/s1600-h/us+trippy+210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220683369894073490" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOX3VNTVJI/AAAAAAAABCo/0GJeY9V692c/s320/us+trippy+210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got his daughter to disappear from the wooden basket, for some pennies, .. nothing we haven't seen before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he was talking funny craps the whole time, non-stop, with pretty good Sparrow accent too, so I think we paid him some bucks so he can replenish his saliva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOXHP8AoSI/AAAAAAAABCg/l9w6imi-7ME/s1600-h/us+trippy+211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220682543845646626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOXHP8AoSI/AAAAAAAABCg/l9w6imi-7ME/s320/us+trippy+211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny ideas for shops all around, how's a bullock cart stuck to our chicken rice stall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOWf-xL7CI/AAAAAAAABCY/hvYv8KiOQQQ/s1600-h/us+trippy+216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220681869221948450" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOWf-xL7CI/AAAAAAAABCY/hvYv8KiOQQQ/s320/us+trippy+216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There were some circus baskers too.&lt;br /&gt;This bunch was from England&lt;br /&gt;Their cockney accent was overwhelming, but their WILD, BLUNT British humours were making us cramp with laughters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I put some bucks into his little pail.&lt;br /&gt;More cars with AWESOME Rims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOPRKeYdMI/AAAAAAAABCI/awRqyihrwak/s1600-h/us+trippy+226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220673918084871362" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHOPRKeYdMI/AAAAAAAABCI/awRqyihrwak/s320/us+trippy+226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLING BLING for a 1920s muscle car??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waitaminute, I also saw one old mustang with a spinner!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mannn... they know how to up their ante!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want 19"chromed deep dish for my next car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLqWYEui6I/AAAAAAAABCA/MiYlCnVTLjY/s1600-h/us+trippy+229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220492588216126370" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLqWYEui6I/AAAAAAAABCA/MiYlCnVTLjY/s320/us+trippy+229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadside Seafood Cocktail.. Funny, no alcohol. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah.. the clam chowder better, don't bother buying this one. Unless you like plain seafood meats with ketchup.  AH!! One more speciality from SF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't buy normal bread here. They're all sourdough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLp3u6PhFI/AAAAAAAABB4/SB3EZx0sGME/s1600-h/us+trippy+233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220492061770220626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLp3u6PhFI/AAAAAAAABB4/SB3EZx0sGME/s320/us+trippy+233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Boudin sourdough factory/store that supply sourdough to almost all of SF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sourdough is.. well. you didn't guess wrong.. sour dough lorr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bread is yeasty sour but sourish fragrant.. but for me, I was yearning for my normal wholegrain bread, with no sour yeast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour stuff aside, Reza picked us up to do more sightseeing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped by some cool houses by the shores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Expensive I tell you, couple of millions at least, don't compare to Orchard rd penthouses lah... But these houses are not affected by subprime so much. These people who own expensive houses got prime rates anyway, not sub-prime ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLpcAx6LxI/AAAAAAAABBw/7MxVBlcZFmg/s1600-h/us+trippy+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220491585530769170" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLpcAx6LxI/AAAAAAAABBw/7MxVBlcZFmg/s320/us+trippy+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah.. nice view from the bedroom, I bet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLo4481T7I/AAAAAAAABBo/LvOBzLX6VBg/s1600-h/us+trippy+238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220490982133682098" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLo4481T7I/AAAAAAAABBo/LvOBzLX6VBg/s320/us+trippy+238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the science discovery castle or temple of something, ruins of something legendary in the scientific world..or something.. Bah!! I am crap at describing and naming these stuffs cause they ain't factory outlets.. sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, very pretty lah.. and perfect for romantic picnics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quality of life is so good there..Sian of having normal lunch? go for picnis? After picnic, cycle around or take the yacht out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Provided the fogs don't come by..&lt;/div&gt;What seemed like minutes later, the sky turned bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLn_WvbwlI/AAAAAAAABBg/ca6fj3a3-30/s1600-h/us+trippy+244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220489993698132562" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLn_WvbwlI/AAAAAAAABBg/ca6fj3a3-30/s320/us+trippy+244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the evil fog swallowed the Golden Gate Bridge up!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But fret not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What seemed like half hour and a short drive through the Golden Gate Bridge later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fog has gone and the sun was shining again =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLm_w_EVDI/AAAAAAAABBY/Tirw0xj_f1s/s1600-h/us+trippy+259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220488901231399986" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLm_w_EVDI/AAAAAAAABBY/Tirw0xj_f1s/s320/us+trippy+259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Awesome take right?? So arty!! With my 3 fingers dancing with the 3 lines of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a view from the other side. After crossing the bridge, you will find a dainty town called Sausalito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The houses here are expensive too, as people in US would pay for privacy.. and this town looks and feels  like a private resort. There's a burger place that Britney Spears frequents too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLi8TvPmcI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aHuxwLJqXAs/s1600-h/us+trippy+261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220484443794282946" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLi8TvPmcI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aHuxwLJqXAs/s320/us+trippy+261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here it is! Dunno how true lah.. Reza say one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLiiSWNwZI/AAAAAAAABBI/qCWwmwF4sa0/s1600-h/us+trippy+266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220483996744270226" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLiiSWNwZI/AAAAAAAABBI/qCWwmwF4sa0/s320/us+trippy+266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. The pretty roads of Sausalito. Reza had to rush off after Sausalito, so he crossed the bridge back to SF and he dropped us at the best bakery in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tartine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLh8k03XNI/AAAAAAAABBA/ls-TN721WGo/s1600-h/us+trippy+267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220483348869635282" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BLf1yHq6mJQ/SHLh8k03XNI/AAAAAAAABBA/ls-TN721WGo/s320/us+trippy+267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Berry bread and butter pudding, chocolate tart with kumquat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whoa.. sounds like weird stuff? But they tasted heavenly. Very innovative yet yummy desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A must to visit again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;di
