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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-4728654187692237867</id><published>2007-10-27T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T03:14:39.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Silence is a text, easy to misread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-4728654187692237867?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/4728654187692237867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/4728654187692237867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/10/silence-is-text-easy-to-misread.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-2460338519414791605</id><published>2007-10-17T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T10:49:14.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st DaY oF HaRi RaYa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It’s the 5th day of Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;How time flies..&lt;br /&gt;Dun u think..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st day was hectic, but great!&lt;br /&gt;Especially wen u visit ur grandma's place, and almost all the cuzzies are dere too.&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring wif a lot of digis, dah mcm attacked by paparazzi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/16176659a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/16176616a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, wats Hari Raya wifout great food rite.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie, ur sambal grg power lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later at nite, Titi and I managed to squeeze the time to drop by Zubir's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/16176687a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/16176677a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/16176696a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sori Adek, didn’t get to drop by urs.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the invites tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw to my sweetie out dere..&lt;br /&gt;Tho seeing is believing, and no doubt the truth does hurt, u'd stil need to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, no matter wat u say, i'd stil skip werk for u~&lt;br /&gt;Luv u!&lt;br /&gt;*hugz*&lt;br 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src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-481240105405931892</id><published>2007-10-10T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:23:18.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its a super short week for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday is declared as a holiday for my company, and i took leave for tomoro and Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So i'd be back only on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Long² weekend.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Come to think of it, im all out preparing for Hari Raya dis year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dat makes me wonder y i wasnt like dis last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps its the age..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As u grow older, the more responsible u become..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hah! *sempat puji diri sendiri*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its after 5 now, but before i knock off, here's a shout out to all of u reading dis entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sekiranye i terkasar bahasa ke, terhina ke, tercaci ke, maafkan ye.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-481240105405931892?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/481240105405931892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/481240105405931892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-super-short-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1005245676508368613</id><published>2007-10-09T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T11:25:26.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLS DO NOT PATRONIZE THIS RESTAURANT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its a beautiful Tuesday isn't it..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did anyone manage to catch a glimpse of the sunrise..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was gorgeous i tell u, especially after the wee morning rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So how was my weekend..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miss Cinderella was super exhausted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday &amp;amp; Saturday was dedicated to the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While on Sunday, i had my hair done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6461a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, i noe its nuthing new, but at least i did sumthing to my hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6458a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We headed to Selera Restaurant, sumwhere ard Mackenzie Rd, as Sue &amp;amp; Zubir have yet to break fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sue was telling us how frequent she visited dis eating place even complimented the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So dey ordered Nasi Ayam and a plate of Sweet &amp;amp; Sour Prawns, while the remaining 3 of us juz ordered drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Halfway thru their dinner, we all swore we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL NOT&lt;/span&gt; visit dat place again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Would u.. if u found dis in ur food..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6465a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While the guys were busy fcuking the hell out of the Boss, i was instructed to snap dis pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aku lah nie kena amik~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were fully refunded, and i wouldnt even dare finish up my Teh-O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sue was totally devastated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lizards are her worst nitemare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And for God's sake, she's almost 4 months' pregnant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kesian kan dia~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So to all whu's reading dis, please do not, patronize dis restaurant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me repeat dis in bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;PLS DO NOT PATRONIZE THIS RESTAURANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6470a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope ive created enuf awareness to y'all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haf a great day ahead!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1005245676508368613?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1005245676508368613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1005245676508368613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/10/pls-do-not-patronize-this-restaurant.html' title='PLS DO NOT PATRONIZE THIS RESTAURANT!'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-479974771100148092</id><published>2007-10-05T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T11:43:40.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>InTeReStInG cOnVeRsAtIoN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He asks one of his new Muslim students to stand and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Professor: You are a Muslim, aren't you, son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student:  Yes, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: So you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Absolutely, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Is God good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Is God all-powerful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Student is silent.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Is Satan good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Where does Satan come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: From... God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: So who created evil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Student does not answer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Yes, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: So, who created them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Student has no answer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son... Have you ever seen God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: No, sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student : No , sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: No sir. There isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light... But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student:  Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(The class is in uproar.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(The class breaks out into laughter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?... No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Student: That is it sir.. The link between man &amp;amp; god is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving &amp;amp; alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf a nice weekend all~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-479974771100148092?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/479974771100148092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/479974771100148092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-conversation.html' title='InTeReStInG cOnVeRsAtIoN'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-5389681978003127320</id><published>2007-10-03T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:32:24.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It’s Wednesday already..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And only 9 more days of fasting..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Den its Hari Raya Puasa!&lt;br /&gt;*humming to Black Dog Bone’s lagu raya*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How’s preparation..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here’s my shopping list :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kuih raya. Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Air2 sedap. Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My two pairs of Baju Raya. Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Parents' Baju Raya. Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heels. Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Handbag. Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House deco (Curtains, cushion covers, flowers, tissue box covers, bedsheets). Checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;KRABB Mirror from IKEA. Not checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last but not least, my yearly box of Singkong!!! *grin* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's my to-do list :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Clean windows. Not checked. (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Paint house. Half-checked. (Continuing on Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Paint doors. (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Spring cleaning. Not checked. (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hairdo. Not checked. (Dis Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wash glasses and tupperwares, plus susun kuih. Not checked. (Next Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pasang curtains, cushion &amp;amp; bedsheets. Not checked. (Next Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tukar duit. Not checked. (Ya Allah, bile nie..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh shit, can i finish in time..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-5389681978003127320?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5389681978003127320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5389681978003127320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-wednesday-already.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-5247576307243271505</id><published>2007-09-27T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:40:38.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AnOdEr ThUrSdAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gez wat, today's appraisal is postponed to tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;So dat means, anoder nite to worry..&lt;br /&gt;*damn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went for class last nite.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived early, way too early in fact.&lt;br /&gt;So i walked ard, checking out the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;By 7pm, i was changed and seated to break fast wif an egg sandwich, and my green apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes before it started, i peeped thru and popped my head in.&lt;br /&gt;He was nice to welcome me in.&lt;br /&gt;And wif overwhelming curiosity, he asked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alone, where's the rest..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, sori to disappoint u ah boss, but its me or nothing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tiring nite, its nice to come home to pizza!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Hi-Fi to Titi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rite-pizza.com/"&gt;Rite pizza&lt;/a&gt;, not Canadian.&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up, u haf to try it!&lt;br /&gt;The crusts are softer than Canadian's.&lt;br /&gt;The prices are almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;And its 2 for the price of 1 too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dey dun supply parmesan cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Dats the crappy part~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be rushing home for buka tonite.&lt;br /&gt;Wat did Mummy cook for her little sweet daughter..?&lt;br /&gt;Lemak Cili Padi&lt;br /&gt;Sambal Goreng&lt;br /&gt;And my all-time faveourite Mee Rebus wif beef balls! (Baby, Efny &amp;amp; the whole of nite shift IBMers, stop laughing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiok kan...&lt;br /&gt;Sape nak buka kat rumah i..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-5247576307243271505?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5247576307243271505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5247576307243271505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/anoder-thursday.html' title='AnOdEr ThUrSdAy'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-2352724028902907526</id><published>2007-09-26T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T17:04:33.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NeEd A bOoSt On My CoNfIdEnCe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Its Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be registering for my new class today.&lt;br /&gt;It seems kinda scary not knowing anyone dere and working out wif unfamiliar faces.&lt;br /&gt;Well, except the master, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of getting scared..&lt;br /&gt;I haf an appraisal tomorrow at 10am!&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt i juz appraised for my confirmation 3 months ago..?&lt;br /&gt;But now its different.&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIGGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its not jus wif my Senior, its wif my CFO too!&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine how pressurizing it is..?&lt;br /&gt;In fact, its mentally disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;Dis determines the increment i'd be getting, hopefully, and not forgetting AWS.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;Darlings, if i manage to go thru it wif fruitful results, dinner (not bawah blok) will be on me ok..?&lt;br /&gt;*InsyaAllah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berbuka Puasa ~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-2352724028902907526?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/2352724028902907526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/2352724028902907526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-wednesday.html' title='NeEd A bOoSt On My CoNfIdEnCe'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1601619809126953228</id><published>2007-09-24T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:08:41.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeEkEnD FeAsT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Weekend was fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Friday, my darlings layan-ed me to iftar bawah blok lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hehehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank u sweeties &amp;amp; hunks, i noe i can always count on u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The spread..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Burger Ramlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kropok Leko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheese Sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cempedak Grg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Roti Kirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sambal Grg Pengantin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apam Balik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kway Teow Grg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oreo Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Too much cholestrol for the nite..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whu cares!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/210907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Saturday, after breaking fast at home, i headed down to Geylang Serai again ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hitched a ride from my sis, to meet Efny &amp;amp; Sri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Human traffic was worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But we were contented, cos we each got dis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dendeng 300g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya Allah, kita dua terbabit pasal ko tau Efny~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/220907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And today, im thinking of Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Praying Baby ends training early*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1601619809126953228?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1601619809126953228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1601619809126953228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-feast.html' title='WeEkEnD FeAsT'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-2597799504687090966</id><published>2007-09-21T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T11:27:02.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Its Friday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling great already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially wen i'd be meeting my darlings at Geylang tonite. Too bad Efny cant make it, we'd luv to haf u ard tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were exchanging sms-es last nite. I was asking if she'd be able to make it for tonite. She said no and wondered whu chose Friday..&lt;br /&gt;*Oh oh!!!*&lt;br /&gt;Jgn marah eh dok.. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And den we started talking, and den conferencing.&lt;br /&gt;We recalled dat exactly last yr, someone texted us almost every single morning during sahur.&lt;br /&gt;And the sms-es were always 3 to 4 pages long ok!&lt;br /&gt;U sedar tak pat tu last yr u irritating sikit..?&lt;br /&gt;Khekhehkehkh~&lt;br /&gt;Lepak lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, did u guys noe i adopted a new hobby..?&lt;br /&gt;Basket weaving.&lt;br /&gt;Check dis out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/DSC00053a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the one wif red flowers and it was sold for $38.&lt;br /&gt;For all dose, we accumulated $442!&lt;br /&gt;All for a good cause.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, whu says Buyers cant sell..?&lt;br /&gt;I mite even open a shop selling handwoven baskets wen i retire!!!&lt;br /&gt;Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I betta get back to werk.&lt;br /&gt;Haf a splendid weekend~!&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/17203226-2597799504687090966?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/2597799504687090966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/2597799504687090966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-friday-woohooo-im-feeling-great.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-3630670531639692927</id><published>2007-09-19T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:13:49.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My LaSt SeSsiOn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My back hurts, but im still gg for my Wed session today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It’s the last session by the way.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not sure if HR agrees to continue wif it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So goodbye Master Ven, u taught me well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can now kiss my knees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mayb i’ll check out ur classes at oder locations.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-3630670531639692927?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/3630670531639692927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/3630670531639692927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-last-session.html' title='My LaSt SeSsiOn'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-8220211620114519240</id><published>2007-09-14T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:51:38.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThInGs YoU cAn NeVa UnDo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sharing Cookies In An Unselfish Manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 things that you cannot recover..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-8220211620114519240?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8220211620114519240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8220211620114519240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-you-can-neva-undo.html' title='ThInGs YoU cAn NeVa UnDo'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1043754073950045510</id><published>2007-09-13T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:25:19.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ramadhan is here again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can still remember vividly on my mind, the first eva buka puasa wif Baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was Canadian Pizza at Far East Plaza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As usual, buying one, got us one free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So its, 6 slices each huh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmmm.. Lantak lah kita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, one thing i luv abt fasting month is the Geylang Serai spirit. Yes, and that includes the pushings, constant sweat and deafening noise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While oders r looking forward to lose weight, i haf my eyes on food instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My usual buys..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Burger Ramlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Otak²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dendeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You Char Kuey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Keropok Leko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vadai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheese Sausage x 2 (can neva get enuf of cheese)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Prawn Fritters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My fav place to break fast at Geylang Serai..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Void decks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lets see siapa kuasa layan aku mkn bwah blok lagi eh dis yr~ Khehkekhekheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Selamat Berpuasa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1043754073950045510?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1043754073950045510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1043754073950045510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadhan-is-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-6433877235337811390</id><published>2007-08-29T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:00:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Uuurrrggghhhh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;U think i'd lie abt dat..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh common, y the bloody hell shld i???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Think bitch, think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dun stand to gain anything, except a bad name, damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Considering ur age, u shld haf been wiser.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, act as one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wif 7 alibis, u stil haf the cheek to think i'd lie..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope u'll rot in hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-6433877235337811390?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/6433877235337811390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/6433877235337811390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate-pple-whu-thinks-im-lying.html' title='*Uuurrrggghhhh*'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-3183147512142298571</id><published>2007-08-27T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T17:37:41.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLuEs SeTtLiNg In</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damn it, so much werk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tho im in no mood to finish dem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its one of dem lazy days, where u keep glancing at the clock to head home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My senior’s overseas currently, but she never fails to send at least 3 mails a day, advising the procedures to follow on certain issues, she was copied on. She even rang me juz now to remind me things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I do appreciate gentle reminders, but not today tho. Im not as 'on' as every oder days.. *argh*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If i continue dis pattern, perhaps u guys will stop calling me a werkaholic?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I shld haf MC-ed today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or taken urgent leave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;b&gt;sigh&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enuf brooding, the blue’s almost over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-3183147512142298571?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/3183147512142298571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/3183147512142298571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/blues-settling-in.html' title='BLuEs SeTtLiNg In'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-5638681600116366082</id><published>2007-08-21T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T13:45:48.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY 25th BiRtHdAy To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im officially 25 now.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i was counting down the days to my birthday. Heh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It started on Friday nite, when Baby brought me to watch the fireworks display.&lt;br /&gt;"AGAIN..?", u may ask.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, dis time round, dey threw the fireworks juz for my birthday! Rite?&lt;br /&gt;*winkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnite, i blew a candle on a slice of Boo-Boo cake from NYDC. It felt nice to haf him wif me, on the very second it struck 12.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you everone for your well wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, Baby brought me out for dinner. The location was a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;So dere we were riding for quite sometime, until Baby diverted my attention to a plain field on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"B, u tahu dulu tu ape tak..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, tak.. Ape u..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tu dulu rumah nenek i. Den drg demolish, abeh nenek i tinggal ngan i."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we came to a stop to dis amazing restaurant, after a long ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/DelRassa.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen i entered the restaurant, i was extremely surprised to c four luvly ladies waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;Awww~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I den found out dat Baby tricked me into looking at the plain field, and making up the grandmoder story, cos he saw dese four darlings of mine crossing the road on the rite!&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Aku peh selenger gi percaya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my surprise didnt end dere.&lt;br /&gt;Came along oders to join in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/AllOfUs.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, i was presented wif a delicious cake!&lt;br /&gt;Even the restaurant surprised me wif a fondue~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Me.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a glimpse of the presents i received. Beautifully wrapped in a box, wif the fotos of dose whu contributed on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6417a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all, im touched. I truly am.&lt;br /&gt;No amount of thank u's can account for the trouble u went thru to make my 25th birthday a memorable one~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, i luv y'all~&lt;br /&gt;*muahz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Baby, u tengek tau.&lt;br /&gt;Last year, u blindfold i atas motor dari Robertson Walk gi Sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;Dis yr plak, u ckp padang kosong tu dulu rumah nenek u?&lt;br /&gt;Suker eh buat keje gini.&lt;br /&gt;Heheehe~&lt;br /&gt;For dat, u deserved dis :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6377a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-5638681600116366082?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5638681600116366082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5638681600116366082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-25th-birthday-to-me.html' title='HaPpY 25th BiRtHdAy To Me!'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1007010751109934653</id><published>2007-08-17T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:10:12.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dAy EaRLy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Look wat i got yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/ATT6043212.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A rich chocolate cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wat a way to end the day at werk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It doesnt end dere.&lt;br /&gt;After werk, i got dis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6341a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember a few entries ago, i mentioned dat i wanna get dis new fone..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He got it for me instead~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks hunz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*BIIIIIIIG HUUUUUUG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6339a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Counting down the days.. 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1007010751109934653?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1007010751109934653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1007010751109934653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-early.html' title='A dAy EaRLy'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-6433411356460675495</id><published>2007-08-16T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:28:24.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wHoLe DaY oF fUn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gosh im stil feeling sleepy, even wif 2 cups of coffee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, here's a shout out to my darlings out dere.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOOOOOO SORRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y..? Cos Fotopages is super beban, i still cant upload the pix yet.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;But peeking at ur blogs, it seems u gurls haf quite a far bit already huh~&lt;br /&gt;Camera aku yg mcm abandoned gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i believe i dun need to explain abt last Saturday huh..?&lt;br /&gt;Let the pix do the talking~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/1.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/2.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/4.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/5.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6310.jpg" border="0" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/3.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did u noe dat i went for my first bike practical last nite..?&lt;br /&gt;It was so nerve wrecking! Well, initially.&lt;br /&gt;But wif the super frenly instructors, we managed to go thru it.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out very² enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Practical 1.01 passed.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for 1.02.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week's almost over.&lt;br /&gt;I applied for half day tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be bringing Mummy to Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, nak ikut..?&lt;br /&gt;Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Counting down the days.. 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-6433411356460675495?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/6433411356460675495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/6433411356460675495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/gosh-im-stil-feeling-sleepy-even-wif-2.html' title='A wHoLe DaY oF fUn'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-8616637837504546547</id><published>2007-08-13T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:58:32.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 yEaRs 10 MonThs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/glitterfy055446T310No.gif" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6257a.jpg" alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Counting down the days.. 5.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-8616637837504546547?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8616637837504546547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8616637837504546547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/2-years-10-months.html' title='2 yEaRs 10 MonThs'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1296419080433489781</id><published>2007-08-10T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:23:51.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FiNaLLy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got all excited wen i viewed the fireworks. Here's a peek at the fantastic display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6271a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6263a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6266a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dearie for cruising around ECP and stopping by Marina South..&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, not forgetting, feeding the turtles! *winkz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, i met up wif 2 of my darling ex-colleagues. Lau Pa Sat was our choice for dinner. It was great catching up. Can u imagine dat we actuali took 1 month to set a date..? It shows how pre-occupied we all are. Its been about 5 months since i last met dem, and we couldnt stop talking wen we did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="miss-icez.blogspot.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6252a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope it wont be anoder 5 months till we meet again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be enrolling my bike licence today.. *like finally* Heh~&lt;br /&gt;Sri darlz, u sure u dun wanna come along..? Ring me if u change ur mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I betta finish up my werk soon, Baby's picking me up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf a good weekend peepz. I noe i will~ *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down the days.. 8.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1296419080433489781?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1296419080433489781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1296419080433489781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally.html' title='FiNaLLy'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-8724596635125782908</id><published>2007-08-06T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:16:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EyE sOrE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My left eye is getting on my nerves. Its been a more than a week now, and ive been treating it wif Eye-mo. Instead of getting betta, it actuali multiplied! Now it seems i haf 2 lovely lumps in my left eye. If u think dats disgusting, wait til u see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My recep was telling me &lt;em&gt;"Dik, gi doctor lah. Jgn main2 sey, mata tau."&lt;/em&gt; Now shes freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always tend to haf issues wif my eyes. A few years back, it happened to the lower lid of my right eye. Accompanied by my foreva-so-worried Mum, i headed down to the Polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Imagine dis.&lt;br /&gt;1. Cut a slit of 1 cm of my lower eye lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Placed a clamp on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Applied pressure on the clamp to squeeze the lump out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thruout the surgery i was crying silently, endlessly. Trust me, the buse doesnt help one bit. Dey shld haf considered a tranquilizer instead. Even after the surgery, and wif a covered eye, i teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now i feared to visit the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wldnt wan to ge thru the same pain twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-8724596635125782908?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8724596635125782908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8724596635125782908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/08/eye-sore.html' title='EyE sOrE'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-7014168312142579196</id><published>2007-07-27T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:10:59.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SpLeNdId</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quick check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventory : Not more than a month’s stock for all materials.&lt;br /&gt;Planning : Loading released. But not required at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Sourcing : FY08 prices finalised.&lt;br /&gt;Emails : Less than 10.&lt;br /&gt;Outstanding issues to follow up : 5. (2 of which is on-going.)&lt;br /&gt;Other Ad-hoc duties : None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forsee my day at werk, definitely a relaxed one! Heh~ Envy..? U ought to! If I haf a tagboard, I bet Efny wld be the first to say “Ko mintak ehk dok!” *waves to Efny*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see.. Wats the plan after werk..?&lt;br /&gt;1. Baby’s game at Jln Besar, but hes been benched today.&lt;br /&gt;2. Titi &amp;amp; Sue meeting up, but ive yet to receive confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;3. Efny’s meeting Erma, and requested me to tag along. Yg penting aku tak kenal eh nie Erma.&lt;br /&gt;4. And finally, my own plan. To shop for new heels and mayb I’d slot in a bag too..? Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 plans, in 1 nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dats why Friday has always been my favourite day of the week.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a splendid weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-7014168312142579196?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/7014168312142579196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/7014168312142579196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-check.html' title='SpLeNdId'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-3953110518035325155</id><published>2007-07-11T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:54:51.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An email i received from an ex-colleague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It sure made me smile~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence using 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what he came up with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the couple saw me, so I panic and 4 down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man rushed out and wanted to 5 with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ran until I fell 6 and threw up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I go into 7-eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I took a 9 and try to stab at him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 God he run away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-eleven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next day I called my boss and told him I was 6.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said 5 , tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He also asked me to go climb a 3 and jump down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so nice 2 him but I don't know what he 1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Ching-lish.. Heh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some quick pix from last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday nite. Movida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6119a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6126a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday nite. A lil' Birthday celebration for Efny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6175a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6180a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_6178a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Efny, u look soooo cute in dese pix~!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i've wished u guys, but here's a shout out again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EFNY, ADEK &amp; JAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ya, not forgetting BACIN &amp;amp; RAIN32 too~&lt;br /&gt;Eh krg suka eh reramai birthday July..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, mine's coming up next month. I applied for a 3 days 2 nites chalet for only $50! Cheap ah. Heh~ Pasir Ris Costa Sands. But i gotta wait for the ballot results. HR mentioned the appplication for chalet is overwhelming every month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So wat r my chances..? Hmmmmm.. We'll see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, deres dis new receptionist whu started werk today. And shes a Malay! *yeay*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apart frm the abg2 security, yg tak abis2 nak nyakat aku, im the only Malay gurl in dis level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mayb she'd be my lunch partner..? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to werk now. Take care y'all~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-3953110518035325155?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/3953110518035325155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/3953110518035325155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/07/email-i-received-from-ex-colleague.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-5925507074962193812</id><published>2007-06-29T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T14:05:46.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WiF LuV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the past 6 years, on this very day, i cried. And yes, tears are building up in my eyes now, as im typing dis entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems ironic how the person whu used to always make me smile, can actuali make me cry a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of u neva fade and i doubt it eva will. Dere is only one thing i regret tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not saying how much i luv u.&lt;br /&gt;I hope u noe dat ure always on my mind and foreva in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Bancik,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ure stil ard, it'd be ur 30th birthday today. But all i can gif u is my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;*Al Fatihah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, Atik.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-5925507074962193812?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5925507074962193812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5925507074962193812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/06/wif-luv.html' title='WiF LuV'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-8355780296419889949</id><published>2007-06-28T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T13:23:51.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeMoCrAcY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had enuf. Dose bickerings and squabblings, indeed demeaning my self esteem. I'd rader be deaf, than to listen to ur neva ending altercations. Is dere any moment in ur life dat makes u smile..? Dat makes u scream wif joy. Dat makes u laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I start to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mite be new to dis environment. Mayb due to my fairly mannered upbringing. Unlike u, i seldom shout alot, my temper dun flare at the slightest mistake and i do stop to think of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb its ur nature taking the kopitiam approach. U haf ur own unique thinking it seems. Aristocratic one. We r forced to follow ur rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Ma'am, tho u mite haf the rank, but indeed, u haf no heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 3 weeks, u'd be away. I believe we'd be the happiest ones around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All, less practice democracy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-8355780296419889949?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8355780296419889949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8355780296419889949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/06/democracy.html' title='DeMoCrAcY'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-9083958776266073185</id><published>2007-06-20T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T13:17:19.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CoNtEmPLaTe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I attended a Creative Thinking &amp; Problem Solving Skill Workshop last Thursday &amp;amp; Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How was it..? Suprisingly GREAT! Beneficial, in the most entertaining way. We were asked to think like babies, where curiosity surrounds every moment of our lives. Where questions popped up every minute, continuously eager to know more.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting huh? And as for the problem solving part, 2 major techniques were discussed. And with each, we identified a problem, and find ways to overcome it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Topic given :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HOW TO MAKE EPCOS NO. 1 GLOBALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks~~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dat question haf neva crossed my mind! I was like scratching my head ok~ Kheehkhe! Finally all conclusions were presented and submitted to HR for review.&lt;br /&gt;Challenging, but fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Saturday, made a movie date wif dese babes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5927a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fantastic Three. Well, dere was supposed to be a fourth, but she's too tired to get up. Hmmm~ Tak nak ckp sape lah kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jessica Alba was gorgeous!!! She has always been huh. But her blonde was too blonde, dun u think so..? And not forgetting, the Silver Surfer. He was way too cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sunday was well spent wif Baby. And wats for dinner..? A sushi treat at Ichiban Boshi! *yummy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And i got a surprise too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5938a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cute rite! Pardon my kiddiness, juz cant help it sumtimes~ *hugz baby*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Met up wif Sery y'day, and we were talking abt her new fone. She got her fone for $200+, wifout any contract. Nokia 6288, by the way. Its not dat old a model rite..? So its kinda cheap huh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speaking of which, i need a new one. Mine's been a year &amp;amp; 3 months' old. And dere's not much memory in it.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So i surfed a couple of sites in search of a new fone. Check dis out :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Clipboard01-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Super cool~ Its not out yet tho. Im sure its gonna cost a bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And dis is one of my favourites :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Clipboard04-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nokia, need i say more..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So wats the deal now..?&lt;br /&gt;Wait for Sony, or get the Nokia..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-9083958776266073185?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/9083958776266073185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/9083958776266073185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/06/contemplate.html' title='CoNtEmPLaTe'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-7883465190417226884</id><published>2007-06-04T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:25:11.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im feeling sleepy rite now. Hmmm~ Muz be the nasi campor for lunch juz now. I betta stop complaining, its one of the best nasi campor i've eva tasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, how was ur weekend peepz..? Mine was simple, but well spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Saturday, i headed down to the Central for the H2O Ultimate Challenge 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And gosh, it was full of SLeague players..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juggling balls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sounds kinda crude huh.. But hey dats wat deir doing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take a look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5854a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5865a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now do u see wat i mean..? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So anyway, Baby and i went off after a while, to catch a movie at Marina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But before we go, i managed to make him stand beside his poster! Heh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5869a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Marina was filled with people, all trying to get a piece of the GSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So dere we were, walking hand in hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we heard this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;DJ : Do we haf a soccer player here..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As soon as we heard dat, we headed to our rite, and kinda picked up speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;DJ : Oh we haf one here.. (Pointing directly at Baby.) Excuse me Sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sori dude, u cant run away, especially wif dat hairdo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So dere he goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5871a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And after answering a very obvious question, he got dis :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5874a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alah cutenye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Sunday, i headed down to Nadz's wedding wif Efny &amp;amp; Yaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya Allah, tepi togkeng rumah aku je..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take a peek at the bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5883a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gorgeous isn't she..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nadz darlz, congrats on ur wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;InsyaAllah berkekalan ye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im off from werk soon. Baby's picking me up.. *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Btw Baby, it was a lovely surprise to c u early in the morning!!! Thanks hensem, u certainly made my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-7883465190417226884?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/7883465190417226884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/7883465190417226884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-feeling-sleepy-rite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-9174061493431927385</id><published>2007-05-29T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:25:42.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abt last weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As expected, it turned out superb!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dinner wif my darlings at Nana Thai, on Friday, was delicious. As intended, we were supposed to find a gift for Sry. But it seems, we shopped for our own stuffs instead! Khekkeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5628a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5641a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5642a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since we didnt manage to get anything for Sry on dat day, i met up wif Efny, Dee &amp;amp; Yaya prior to the BBQ. We ended up buying 4 prezzies for her~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reached the BBQ at ard 8pm, and i smiled wen i saw tonnes of food.. *yummy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At ard 2am, the 5 of us went cycling. It was exhausting, especially wen we r always racing wif one anoder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's some of the pix we took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5694a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5688a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5695a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5681a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At 5am, we headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Managed to squeeze 3 hours of sleep, before getting up for our Zoo trip. It was definitely entertaining. We only managed to catch 2 shows tho, but dey were great~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The sun was beaming but dat doesnt stop us from having a great time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's more :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5816a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5840a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5781a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5825a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5838a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dere's too many pix taken during the weekend, and the thot of uploading is mentally unbearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So wait up huh, mite need more time peepz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Off from werk soon, take care y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/S : Ive seen dem all. Ive read dem all. Wateva you said, wateva she said, wateva dey said. But stil, u peepz wun get to see anything from me tho. I'd rather keep wateva thots i haf in my head.. Heh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-9174061493431927385?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/9174061493431927385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/9174061493431927385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/05/abt-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-4562576824233323886</id><published>2007-05-25T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:25:57.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lately ive been experiencing dis terrible pain at the tip of my right head. It strikes unexpectedly, and the pain is unbearable. Sure feel like knocking my head on the damn wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Could it be migraine???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some say its due to too much caffeine intake. But my daily dosage is only 1 to 2 cups per day. And i thot dey say 3 cups, is ok.. Hmmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*currently trying not to ikutkan the pain sgt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, its TGIF. Lets hear it peepz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank God It's Friday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And wats my plans for the weekend..?Lets see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im meeting up wif the babes after werk. And not forgetting, one dude.. Heh~ *waves to Adek* We r gonna shop for Sry's birthday prezzie. But gez wat? She wil be wif us. Hahahah~ *Thanks eh Yaya!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And later at nite, i'd meet Baby and his former NS mates for supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its Sry's birthday BBQ!!! Yeah, she turned 21 yesterday.. Awww, wat a nice age. Like finally u tak bebankan i ngan Efny lagi eh darlz! Khekehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The initial plan was to go for a short trip to Batam. Wen i think of Batam, i think of massage.. Heh~ But Zubir's gotta werk.. *sigh* But hey, since he cant join us, y dun we join him instead..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He's getting us tix to watch his shows. So Zoo, and 'Zoo-bay', here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its gonna be a pretty tiring weekend, but im sure it will turn out juz fine.. I noe so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So peepz.. Haf u planned urs..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-4562576824233323886?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/4562576824233323886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/4562576824233323886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/05/lately-ive-been-experiencing-dis.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-5856496803090538999</id><published>2007-05-17T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:32:44.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been a while huh.. 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been busy ok, like finally i haf something to do at werk. But the pressure to keep up.. Sigh~ *poor me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to my primary school's bestfren wedding last Sat. Gosh one by one got married. Its kinda scary noeing dat ive reached dat certain age, but haf yet to settle down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I do haf a beautiful boyfren (im making him seem so girlish.. sori dude! heh~) Its been 2 yrs 7 mths now. And i luv him more than luv itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And yes, i do wan to get married. But its not the rite time yet i gez. Financial wise especially.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;U see, im the youngest in my family. My Mum &amp; Dad haf not been werking since like ages ago. Dey are 67 &amp;amp; 72 respectively, mind u. My elder bro &amp; sis are in deir own world. So its juz me &amp;amp; Titi contributing to wateva need dat arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Responsibilities, responsibilities.. Can neva shake them off huh~ *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Titi &amp; i both started our real jobs late. Me in early 2005 &amp;amp; Titi, last yr. We studied too much, too long. Not dat it doesnt benefit us in any way tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the thing is, the longer u study, the less time u haf to save, and the more pressurizing it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dun u think so..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, wen do u think i will get married..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Huh! Only God noes~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even im afraid to answer dat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, i received a text from Mimi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Congrats Eila, no more meatballs. ;)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*eh, achiam efny!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wen i werked in IBM, i packed food from home. And i mean, every single day. Macaroni grg, Mee rebus, Mee grg, Nasi campur, u name it. My mum cooked wif meatballs, instead of the actual meat. Dun ask me y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But now, Daddy has started buying actual meat! Like finally, im eating actual meat! *hooray*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So its goodbye washing machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And helllooooo meat cooker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mentang2 dah start beli daging, dia nak meat cooker lah pulak. &lt;em&gt;"Rebus daging 15 minit je dik."&lt;/em&gt; Hmmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dgr2 skrg aku leh start bisnes daging~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, its Balestier vs Gombak. Baby vs Jay, kita tenok sape yg menang! Khekhehke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But i haf no idea where the stadium is~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shld i go..? *ponder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im super full now, juz came back from lunch at Baby's hse. Baby picked me up. And gez wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He cooked pasta for me ok! *yummy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;His Mum said &lt;em&gt;"La, nari Cik gantung sendok."&lt;/em&gt; Khkheheke~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5574a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u handsome! Ure a great cook!&lt;br /&gt;*hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I betta get back to werk now. Take care &amp;amp; haf a nice day y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-5856496803090538999?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5856496803090538999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5856496803090538999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/05/been-while-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1653751018365705329</id><published>2007-05-04T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:35:29.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TaKe Ur PiCk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Ignorance Is A Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Truth Hurts'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ive always been a firm believer of the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some of u mite say, wat u dun noe, wun kill u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fair enuf.. But hey, how long can u live wifout noeing..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So dere u r, living ur life the way u want it. Wif the exception of 'some things u'd rather not noe'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So if i may ask, does dat make ur life perfect..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Does dat actuali make a happier u..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Face it. The fact is, u'd be denying reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In simple words, a u'd be a living example of a perfect lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Ouch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, take ur pick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1653751018365705329?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1653751018365705329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1653751018365705329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-ur-pick.html' title='TaKe Ur PiCk'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-7911973904368991607</id><published>2007-04-30T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:35:53.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GrEaT wEeKeNd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How was my weekend..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G-R-E-A-T!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Clubbed on Friday nite @ St. James.. *woohooo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Efny &amp;amp; Sri couldnt join, but the 4 of us still made our way dere after a sumptuous dinner at Newton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/StJames2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVIDA rawks y'all~! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*PS: Darling Dida, yes, i chose you over Giant! Heh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Spent my Saturday evening getting a present for Zubir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We got him a small Davidoff GAME perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And a little something which makes him smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5551a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, please conserve dis S'pore Zoo show presenter too ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its our first time trying out the touch screen photo-editing machines at a Kodak shop. Peh susah nak scribble! Haiyoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And wats a B'day without a cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5539a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nice..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;U betta agree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tak sia² aku pikul atas motor dari Tampines gi Vivo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dah lah besar, berat pulak tu. Mane ngan angin and the bumpy road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gosh, we r lucky the cake is stil in 1 piece~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At 12am, let the B'day song begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5544a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And on Sunday, we were invited to Zubir's hse for a feast~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*double yum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5567a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday Zubir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We reali hope u've enjoyed it~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And to all of u out dere, hope u haf a great holiday tomoro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-7911973904368991607?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/7911973904368991607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/7911973904368991607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-was-my-weekend.html' title='GrEaT wEeKeNd'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-4830237692177729114</id><published>2007-04-27T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T16:44:54.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NoThiNg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dun haf much to do dis whole week. A visitor from anoder counterpart came over, and my 2 colleagues whu are supposed to teach me haf been pre-occupied wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last week, 1 of dem promised to go over some stuff on Monday. Wen Monday arrived, she promised Wednesday. And as Wednesday passed by, she promised today. But dere's only half a day left now.. I wonder wen she'll teach me..? I feel like a Pri 1 kid, lost in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But i haf done my part, and now im stuck. Ive read thru the manuals, tried out alot of transactions in SAP, and even plotted the targetted, actual and planned loadings in a speadsheet by myself. Check dis out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Clipboard04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I even made it colorful! Looks nice huh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wun deny its great wen u haf nothing to do. My previous job was unevitably hectic, didnt even haf time to blog. Dats wen pple commented my blog as 'berhabuk'. Now not anymore kan..? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im making use of dese days to the fullest. Even my Senior said, "Since u dun haf much to do for now, dun feel obliged to go off at 5.30, juz becos most of us are staying behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jealous yet..? Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But unfortunately she didnt stop dere tho~ "Next week, wen the visitor's not ard anymore, we wil haf more time for u."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*so much for working in heaven*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n a different note, we believe dere's a thief in our company, mite be from our dept too. Hmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our visitor gaf us 3 packs of Merci chocolates, wif different flavours each, of which we haf opened 2. A colleague intended to eat her fav Coffee &amp;amp; Cream after lunch. Wen she came back, both the opened packs are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! We r left wif only the Dark Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We asked a colleague whu stayed in the office all thru lunch, but she didnt notice anyone entering. Is he putting on Harry Porter's invisible cloak..? Strange. Wats worse, the chocolates are placed 1 metre away from my cubicle. Now dats scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wun take risks anymore. I'll lock both my drawers even for a short trip to the ladies from now on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-4830237692177729114?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/4830237692177729114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/4830237692177729114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dun-haf-much-to-do-dis-whole-week.html' title='NoThiNg'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-8282252882174882601</id><published>2007-04-26T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:00:46.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaiLy ReAdiNgS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was surfing the net wen i stumbled upon some daily readings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Overview :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speak your mind with conviction. You must take the lead in a group situation today. Taking the lead in a confusing situation will win you big points today, so don't shy away from giving out orders or delegating tasks within a group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Believe it or not, if you just speak your mind with enough conviction, others will agree with you! The tone of your voice will command their respect and earn their cooperation. You are emerging as a person to watch, and you should use your increasingly high profile to your advantage. Work it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you're feeling frisky, the world better watch out! If anything, your high levels of energy are urging you to carry on as you are. It's all onward and upward, especially when it comes to taking chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Career :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;True milestones of achievement will be marked today. Your success can be measured in quantitative ways, and you'd be silly not to point them out. Complimenting your staff on their achievements is one method&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Love &amp; Relationships :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You might feel a bit strange today, but it's a good kind of strange. Maybe you're under the microscope -- people look at your relationship as an exemplar of stability. Or maybe you just have to convince yourself your partnership is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It dis true..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gez i'll find out by end of the day~ ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-8282252882174882601?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8282252882174882601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/8282252882174882601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/daily-readings.html' title='DaiLy ReAdiNgS'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-5864655057058568023</id><published>2007-04-24T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T13:00:11.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AnNuAL eMpLoYeEs DaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Look wat i got dis morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/ATT1362193a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/ATT1362095a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempting huh..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Feel like eating them all by myself.. *yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every employee received a bag each filled wif these devilicious chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Occasion..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annual Employees Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its a small token of appreciation for serving the company. How cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only at my 4th week tho, and im beginning to luv it more! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Compared my 2 previous jobs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wat did i eva receive..?&lt;br /&gt;Ermmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like nuthing..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to lunch soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haf a nice day y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-5864655057058568023?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5864655057058568023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/5864655057058568023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/look-wat-i-got-dis-morning-tempting-huh.html' title='AnNuAL eMpLoYeEs DaY'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1162133786611985860</id><published>2007-04-19T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:09:50.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MiSeRaBLy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn! Its back after a long break. Cant stand it no more, absolutely sick and tired of it! Juz as i thot my dark shadow's gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Arggggggggggggggggh!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, i feel like almost dying! The morning pour made it worse, the aircon doesnt help at all, my head is spinning, and it hurts weneva i take a deep breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having the stupid FLU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wats new rite.. *sigh* Some of u mite haf guessed and noe dat pretty well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A colleague came over wif a small bottle of peppermint. A few drops on a tissue wld help, she advised. Dats sweet, thanks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sniffing it for like the whole morning.. i dun feel a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Had Mee Soto for lunch, hoping it wld clear my nose.. i dun see a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 4 slices of papaya, and yes.. &lt;strong&gt;I STILL DUN FEEL OR SEE A DIFFERENCE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worst part is, i ran out of tissue!!! *help*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i cld cut my nose, dry it under the sun, and fix it back. Or sumone wld actuali create a nose vacuum, for real dis time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i cant decide if i shld go for Baby's game today, wif dis miserable nose summore.. Haiyoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1162133786611985860?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1162133786611985860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1162133786611985860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/damn-its-back-after-long-break_19.html' title='MiSeRaBLy'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-380115242380202198</id><published>2007-04-18T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:10:57.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MiSsInG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its raining now. Almost freezing. Im in my sweater and a baby blanket, all numbed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am blogging, while 3 of my colleagues are occupied in the room. Not having a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are WEAVING.&lt;br /&gt;A paper basket, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dey tore the pages of magazines, rolled them into thin straws, and used them to weave. How inventive. But so aunty2! Khekehekh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New colleagues are ok so far, havent got close to anyone tho. But im the only Malay in dis floor.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing my ex-colleagues, all of dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it in IBM..&lt;br /&gt;Dave, whu's now a steward.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn, the wine dealer.&lt;br /&gt;Wenn, the accounts exec.&lt;br /&gt;Dey were my breakfast kakis. And nowadays, b'fast in my cubicle, all alone.. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, i left my b'fast in the bus AGAIN today! Argh! *2nd time aready*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in Pemstar..&lt;br /&gt;Jeannie, Jace &amp; Harmony. And not forgetting, Kak Yanty! Pls tell me u haf a replacement to buy lunch for u.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is gurls, skype not werking.. *terk terk terk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder wen i'd be able to see all of u again. We've been so busy til we cant find time yet to squeeze a meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jgn ckp drg, nak jumpe Efny pun susah lah~ *eh achiam dok*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm~ Feel like making my way down to IBM one Friday nite.&lt;br /&gt;And i can take an off day to go to Wldlnds to meet the Pemstarians for lunch? *grinning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wat abt dose whu haf left IBM &amp;amp; Pemstar..? Like my 3 b'fast kakis? And even Kathryn, my coffee making partner? Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our paths will cross again, i'll pray.&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of u well, just like how uve wished the best for me. U wil always haf my interest at heart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til we meet again.. I'll be missing u~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-380115242380202198?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/380115242380202198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/380115242380202198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/missing.html' title='MiSsInG'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1456826774024230750</id><published>2007-04-13T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T14:22:43.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY 2 aNd A hALf YeArS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today marks 2 and a half years of our blissful relationship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DEARIE ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/13702045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OnE oF mY mAnY fAv PiX wIf HiM*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-1456826774024230750?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1456826774024230750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1456826774024230750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-marks-our-2-and-half-years-of-our.html' title='HaPpY 2 aNd A hALf YeArS!!!'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1261094998557897600</id><published>2007-04-01T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T14:54:03.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoOdByE PeMsTaR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday was my last day in Pemstar.. *terk terk terk* It was a sad farewell. Both my boss &amp; planner cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, it was tough saying goodbyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after i tendered, i received dis mail from my GM :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/MarksEmail.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was touched. But dat wun stop me from moving on. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've found a new job. I'd be doing planning, purchasing &amp; sourcing. It's like doing all 3 roles by urself. But im game for it tho. I'll werk my way thru to more exposure &amp;amp; experience~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had great collegues whu became great frens. I'm gonna miz u all!!! Keep in touch ok..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_5311a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17203226-1261094998557897600?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1261094998557897600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1261094998557897600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye-pemstar.html' title='GoOdByE PeMsTaR'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-1630706351651209410</id><published>2007-02-04T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T05:41:28.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H2O uLtImAtE mOvE ChaLLeNgE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God! Been ages since i blogged!!! Cant believe it~ Sori peepz, been busy lah. Tu lah, suruh krg updatekan, tak nak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, im feeling super duper great~ U noe why..? Cos my Baby won the H2O Ultimate Move Challenge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up for Mr Raggaez~! *woooohooooo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Movement10a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, take a peek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4818a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StEaDy LaH bAbY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4829a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aLL oF dEm BoYz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4832a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoiLs DoWn To TwO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4839a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AnD.. TaK nAk CkP LaH kAn~ ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Congrats handsome, u deserve to win~! *singing "U are the champion.."*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den comes the autographs, interviews a&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nd phototakes.&lt;/span&gt; Feroz and i kept ourselves occupied wif food! *wats new* Khehkekhkhe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i met Siti, whu has the same handbag as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4859a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After being in the limelight,we wrapped up our nite wif a yummy Beef Prosperity Burger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4865a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LiKe FiNaLLy, CLoThEs On!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now whu eva said dreams dun come true..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak dpt jadi Hugo B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oss model, H2O pun jadi lah baby~ Khekhehekh! *winkz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17203226-1630706351651209410?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1630706351651209410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/1630706351651209410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2007/02/h2o-ultimate-move-challenge.html' title='H2O uLtImAtE mOvE ChaLLeNgE'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-116358285580212881</id><published>2006-11-15T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:27:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Couldnt stop laughing wen i read dis article.&lt;br /&gt;Almost tercekik on my seaweed~&lt;br /&gt;Khekhekehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was sitting reading his paper when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was that for?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife replied "That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your pants pocket".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then said "When I was at the races last week, Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife apologized and went on with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she hit him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife replied.. "Your horse phoned".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Homer_simpson.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-116358285580212881?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/116358285580212881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/116358285580212881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/11/couldnt-stop-laughing-wen-i-read-dis.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Homer_simpson.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-116348261304247718</id><published>2006-11-14T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:52:06.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gosh, some people are just so hard to work with! Come to think of it, dere will always be at least 1 person in a company, whu is intolerant, not forgetting unjustifiably annoying. Rite..? I was so pissed off last Friday. Fion called to say dat her driver arrived at 4.55pm, yet my store supervisor pulled down the shutter on him! Dat cold-hearted maniac. Hes a nuisance, definitely not of any use here. I went down, spoke to the receiving store guys. Eddie &amp; Andy cant comment much as dey are under Lau. Lau came in, walking proudly. Urgh! Sooo wanna smack his Ah-beng face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked him y he had to do dat to my supplier. Wif a stuck-up face he answered, "Dey come 4.55, store close 5 o'clock." And he continued nagging. Tried to reason out wif him until i came to a point where i cant stay calm anymore. I was shouting at his face, pointing my finger, and den i walked off. Can u imagine me actuali doing dat..? Been quite awhile since i scolded someone. I went up, trying to recover, and spoke to my boss. Boss has always been nice to me. After hearing my story, she picked up the fone, and instructed Lau to receive the parts. Justice prevailed! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriusly dunno how someone can be so mean. Is his heart made of stone..? The driver came all the way from Kallang, and reached before his-own-declared store closing time of 5pm (Was 5.30pm originally), yet he can actuali pull the shutter down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he came up to me. Making noise abt how the shipments were badly packaged. Fion told me dey haf been packing it dat way since like ages ago. And now he's making a hooha abt it. Y now..? Gez he juz wants revenge over wat happened last Friday. Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu lah, keje IBM dah bagus2, tukar pulak. Dats wat my mum always says.. Hehehe~ Its one of dose stupid things i had to face everyday. Makes me a stronger person, in fact. Rite Baby..? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great dinner wif Baby last nite.. Thanks dearie, ure the best!!! If its not too late, Happy 2 yrs 1 month Anniversary.. *again* &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Hehe.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_4111a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-116348261304247718?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/116348261304247718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/116348261304247718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/11/gosh-some-people-are-just-so-hard-to_14.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Hehe.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-116071608134921288</id><published>2006-10-13T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T13:08:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY 2 yEaRs AnnIvErSaRy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today marks an unbelievably special moment of our lovely relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Days being with you makes me love you deeper.&lt;br /&gt;Days without you..? Unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;I can never survive without you.&lt;br /&gt;You are and have always been my true love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope our love will shine brightly against all odds, till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah things will go our way.. *muahz730*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/12359898a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~Happy 2 Years Anniversay, my love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-116071608134921288?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/116071608134921288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/116071608134921288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-2-years-anniversary.html' title='HaPpY 2 yEaRs AnnIvErSaRy!!!'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-115833944749971447</id><published>2006-09-16T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:05:47.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiLeNcE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Feeling disturbed dis very moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cant describe dis torment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh God let me survive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the painful silences of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So many words i yearn to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So much pain day by day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So many thots running thru my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So much peace ive yet to find..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Words dat i cant phrase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pain dat i cant bear to embrace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thots dat i cant decipher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear God please answer my prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been hurting for quite a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been tearing behind dis smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been bearing dis tribulation alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All dese turbidity left unknown..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If only you knew how it feels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How dis silence slowly kills... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-115833944749971447?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115833944749971447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115833944749971447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/09/silence.html' title='SiLeNcE'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-115343141860001830</id><published>2006-07-21T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T12:54:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BaD dAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bad Day - Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment when we need it the most&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue sky's faded to grey&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces every time&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out&lt;br /&gt;Wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know that you could be well oh that&lt;br /&gt;Strong&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You see what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel, one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a day.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-115343141860001830?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115343141860001830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115343141860001830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-day.html' title='BaD dAy'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-115241775000836265</id><published>2006-07-09T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T12:53:19.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY bDaY EfNy, AdEk &amp; Jay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been a wonderful weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Darling Efny's &amp; Adek's bday!&lt;br /&gt;Jay2 was supposed to be included too, tapi kenape eh u jual mahal..? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The 6 of us checked in on Thursday, bear in mind Efny, Nadya &amp;amp; i took leave ok! Ade org amik MC lagi, tak nak sape lah kan.. Semangat siol kita semua~ Khekhekhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w8.photobucket.com/widgets/Bucketshow.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="Bucketshow" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="url=http://w8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/&amp;name=EfnyChalet_Day1" align="middle" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day we prepared stuffs for the BBQnite. Oh Gosh, peh ramai org!!! mane ngan org yg dtg second round lagi~ Ya Allah! Efny, lain kali aku book stadium eh utk ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The 3 days 2 nites chalet was absolute great fun, but as always, tiring too. So many things to prepare, so many people to please, but so much food to eat! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w8.photobucket.com/widgets/Bucketshow.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="Bucketshow" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="url=http://w8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/&amp;name=EfnyChalet_Day2a" align="middle" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w8.photobucket.com/widgets/Bucketshow.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="Bucketshow" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="url=http://w8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/&amp;amp;name=EfnyChalet_Day2" align="middle" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hope you had a great time folks~ Cos i sure noe i did~!!! *muahz*&lt;/span&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/17203226-115241775000836265?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115241775000836265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115241775000836265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-bday-efny-adek-jay.html' title='HaPpY bDaY EfNy, AdEk &amp; Jay'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-115205135171195998</id><published>2006-07-05T05:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:48:12.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Mimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And yes lah! Italy's been my fav all the while! Woohooo! Superb ending~!!! 2-0..??? Dat is fantabulous! Managed to run to our lounge to watch the final moments. Azzurri all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Germany.. Mayb next time? Khkehkhekhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a cheery mood suddenly~ Hehehe~ Found a new job, dats y. Thank God! Makes me grin. But gonna miz my wonderful colleagues tho.. Like Dave said, "One damn true thing abt IBM, we made some great frens.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ive 1 mth to cherish deir company. Been a yr and a half here. Countless ups and downs. Numerous laughs and not forgetting.. breakfasts! *dat explains how chubby i am now* Khekhhekhe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had fun last afternoon. Met up wif the gorgeous gurls to eat at our fav diner; Nadya, Lily, Anna &amp;amp; Dida. Thanks ya babes~ U gurls rawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i missed my baby today. He had a game juz now, so i didnt manage to see him. Skipped my daily dosage today.. So dinner later, Clark..? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf a great day peepz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-115205135171195998?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115205135171195998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115205135171195998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-yes-lah-italys-been-my-fav-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-115151279503013714</id><published>2006-06-29T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:14:45.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey peepz! Been quite some time huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still alive and kicking tho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received this mail from Hazlin, cried by the time im done reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background &amp; that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that &amp;amp; the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated &amp; decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl agreed &amp;amp; with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in &amp; agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails &amp;amp; phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry... it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know &amp; not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does&lt;br /&gt;not wish to wait any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions &amp;amp; millions of reply and countless of phonecalls... all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything &amp; be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a new environment, the girl learn sign language &amp;amp; started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oneday, her friend came &amp; told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year has passed &amp;amp; her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, juz to let u noe, i would haf gotten u a new helmet, cos the one in the room makes Mummy sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 29th Birthday, dear Bro~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U will always be in my heart and soul.. Luv ya! *al-fatehah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-115151279503013714?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115151279503013714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115151279503013714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-peepz-been-quite-some-time-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-115032559849684696</id><published>2006-06-15T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:56:09.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a date last nite. It was supposed to be on Tuesday, our 1 Yr 8 Months Anniversary.. but he had a match against Jay's team. Dropped by a while to prepare his surprise gift.. Wen he found out, dis is wat he texted :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Did you just did what i think you did..? ;)&lt;br /&gt;You want to beat me and become Queen of surprises ijit..?&lt;br /&gt;Thank u baby!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;KHekhkhekhe~ I mane sey leh lawan u nye&lt;br /&gt;masok-train-kasi-bouquet-kluar-balik-kat-bugis-mrt tu sey b~!&lt;br /&gt;*super impressed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back to the date. We ate at French Cuisine. Nice food. Great ambience. Maybe you mite wanna try~ ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/FrenchCuisine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Its been a perfect blissful relationship. And i treasure every bit of ur love.. *muahz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And yes, i had fun on my date! To the sape makan chilli dia lah rasa pedas~ Hahahaha~ Rite back at ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-115032559849684696?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115032559849684696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/115032559849684696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-had-date-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114978967804054203</id><published>2006-06-08T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T03:16:00.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had dinner yesterday wif Titi &amp; Feroz at my aunt's Toa Payoh stall. Hotplate Bakso! *my-above-it-all-fav-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for Baby's game soon after. Didnt end up too good, but i noe he played his best. Wen hes done warming down, he took his shirt off.. He was in his skimpy red sponsored sleeveless. And he was like woohooo~! *multiple consecutive winkz* So, gif me one GOOD reason why i should stop drooling..? Hahahaha~! Madly in luv wif my Smallville Hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie "Cars", just now. Lepak lah! Quite an interesting show~ *one thumb up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, juz read my darlz is under a lot of stress.. *terk terk terk*&lt;br /&gt;But darling, takmo sad2 k? I believe ure strong. I'll pray for ur well-being. Do noe dat i love u ok..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well true enuf, life is harsh. We dun always get wat we want, how we want things to be. No matter how many times we tried.. But lets accept it, and move on. Leave dose bad experiences far behind. Do learn from ur mistakes tho. Wateva u did wrong, and wateva u did not do, can be wrong.. U'd be saying, its easier said den done! But trust me, wif faith u can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sweetie, i haf faith in u~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya tomoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later.. Gonna continue listening to my Edwin McCain, I'll Be~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114978967804054203?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114978967804054203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114978967804054203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-dinner-yesterday-wif-titi-feroz-at_08.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114953005413495060</id><published>2006-06-06T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T01:58:44.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wasnt feeling quite good today. But the gurls made me feel betta! Thanks darlz, uve been wonderful~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing him.. makes my heart smile even wider. Gez wat he bought for me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WHOLE bag of sweets!!! I hope i dun get tooth decay wen i finished dose up! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;He bought sweets for me before, but ive neva seen dis particular sweet in any of previous ones :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling him, "Eh2, ade pink2 hearts lah!"&lt;br /&gt;Efny den said to Baby, "Oh, dats meant for me right darling?"&lt;br /&gt;Baby agreed~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was talking to him on the fone, and he was asking wheder ive eaten dose sweets. And indeed, i haf.. *yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked "Can i eat the pink hearts b..? Tapi kan, i dah makan satu.."&lt;br /&gt;Baby replied.. "Oh u dah mkn satu baru u tanye.. U tanye Efny lah u leh mkn ke tak~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg penting, aku tanye ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Clipboard01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tak kena hamon ngan Efny, dah nasib sak~ Khkeehhehkehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, im actuali quite busy! But im too lazy to werk~! ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ok peepz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/17203226-114953005413495060?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114953005413495060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114953005413495060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/06/wasnt-feeling-quite-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114911383145576606</id><published>2006-06-01T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T06:47:57.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite some time since i blogged huh..? Bet u realised dat! My darling frens neva stopped complaining, pestering me to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blog u boring ah! Update ah u!"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh ko mmg takyah update blog ko.."&lt;br /&gt;"Blog deknie jgn harap, tak update2 sak~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha~ Relek bebs relek.. Gua busy ah~ *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life's great! Luv keeps me strong. Luv from my darling charming prince. Luv from my lovely besties &amp; frens. Luv from my sweet family members. Luv from my wonderful colleagues.. Wat more could i ask, rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk abt werk. Weve been given an extra role apart from our daily routines. Some peepz in EMEA wil go jobless soon, and deir jobs transferred to us. Extra work.. *sigh* But a bigger jobscope, and a few extra lines in my 4-paged resume..? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the 30 peepz, im the first to receive the extra work here. Is it becoz im doing well? *yea rite* Or if things go wrong, dey'd blame me for deir downfall..? Hmmm~ I betta be extra careful! Well mayb becos im close to Alfred. Remember him..? Blogged abt him before. He used to be my best RM. But now he lives to find means and ways to provide the best solutions for us all. "Innovation that matters - for our company and for the world.", one of our values.. Mcm paham je aku nie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abt my outlook. For sure, my eyebags are getting worse. Can someone recommend something dats provenly good..? Revitalift-EYE doesnt work for me.. ;( My hair is getting longer. Need a cut! As usual, darling teman i can..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv life..? Neva been betta! Still soooo deeeply in luv wif him. He neva fails to surprise me~ *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MOS last Friday. The 6 of us. A fantastic way to unwind~ Tapi sape2 yg buih tu.. tak nak ckp lah kan.. *bluek* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;More pix uploaded in Fotopages..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ThE bAbEs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to take up extra classes wif my sweet Titi. Will keep u all updated abt it.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to go! Take care peepz~ Luv ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114911383145576606?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114911383145576606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114911383145576606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-yall-its-been-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114746317078934215</id><published>2006-05-13T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T03:46:10.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy 1 yr 7 Mths dear~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Im stil missing u so much. Thanks for everything and not forgetting the sweets~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Luv u loads~! *muahz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114746317078934215?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114746317078934215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114746317078934215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-1-yr-7-mths-dear-im-stil-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114736451362357145</id><published>2006-05-12T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T03:28:06.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do u haf any idea how it feels wen uve been wanting to hear sumthing, but u stil dun hear it said..?&lt;br /&gt;Wen u haf sumthing to say, but u cant seem to say it..?&lt;br /&gt;Wen u feel ure just not being true to ur own self..?&lt;br /&gt;Wen u choose to confront ur fears but stil u cant..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive learnt from mistakes, its best to voice out. Express it. Speak up.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping mum wun do u any good. It, evidently, makes things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would say, 'Things are betta left unsaid. Cos truth hurts.' CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets face it. Im all out for truth. Ive been at my darkest moments wen i heard the most, undeniably, unbearable, truth. Shattered. Devastated. I dun deny it hurts big time. It pains hearing the most unexpected. But i choose not to go on wif my life not knowing it. So wat if, uve done sumthing wrong? So wat if u made a big mistake? As long as u stand up for wat uve done, and ure willing to change, im here to accept wat is being thrown at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neva admitted life is fair. Ive even lost my dearest brother, the only brother whu used to make me smile. Whu used to fetch me from all dose Jam &amp; Hop Nites and insisted i wear his jacket on our way home. The one whu offered to pay my $300+ M1 bill, wen he crept in my room to grab his pillow. The one whus willing to pay for my Poly fees wen my dad retired. The one whu used to throw pillows at me wen im watching tv. The one whu got me addicted to Super Ring and Pulut Serunding. The one i used to spend time wif, polishing his LC 125. The one whu neva once failed to protect me from all the unnecessary accusations at home. I was, greatly blessed back den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not willing to lose another person dats dear to my heart. But if things are left unsaid, i mite. Forget abt fate. Fate always got me confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday nite. Sunday. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thurs. And Friday just started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a week.&lt;br /&gt;The longest eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U noe y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThAnKs A miLLiOn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114736451362357145?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114736451362357145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114736451362357145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-u-haf-any-idea-how-it-feels-wen-uve.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114712233792905791</id><published>2006-05-09T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T05:56:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here By Me (3 Doors Down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope youre doing fine out there without me&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im not doing so good without you&lt;br /&gt;The things I thought youd never know about me&lt;br /&gt;Were the things I guess you always understood&lt;br /&gt;So how could I have been so blind for all these years&lt;br /&gt;I guess I only see the truth through all this fear of living without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;br /&gt;And all that Ill ever be&lt;br /&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant take another day without you&lt;br /&gt;Cause, baby, I could never make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting so long just to hold you&lt;br /&gt;And to be back in your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry I cant always find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;But everything Ive ever known gets swept away&lt;br /&gt;Inside of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;br /&gt;All that Ill ever be&lt;br /&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days roll on I see&lt;br /&gt;Time is standing still for me&lt;br /&gt;When youre not here&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry I cant always find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Everything Ive ever known gets swept away&lt;br /&gt;Inside of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;br /&gt;And all that ill ever be&lt;br /&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114712233792905791?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114712233792905791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114712233792905791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-by-me-3-doors-down-i-hope-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114705339981569291</id><published>2006-05-08T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:59:27.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had a short trip yesterday. Headed down to Batam. It was a last minute thingy. So its juz the 3 of us. My Baby cant make it, well mayb next time ya dear..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our motif..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat, Eat &amp; Eat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha~ Nah! Dats MY personal motif~ Khekkhehke..!&lt;br /&gt;Check dis out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;LoOk At ThE nUmBeR oF dIsHeS!! *HeAvEn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WoW.. hOw SkiLLfuL~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ErMm.. WaTs DiS? AnYbOdY wAnNa TrY..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The place to be.. Sawadika Massage Parlour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FiNaLLy We ChOsE dIs OnE (tHe OdErs LoOkEd sLeEzy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FuLL bOdY BaLi MaSsAgE..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ToO mUcH bReEzE tO hAnDLe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThE LoVeLy CoUpLe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; My BrO.. Or ShLd I sAy BrO-In-LaW..? *oOps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DaRLiNg TiTi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3191a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SeLf-InDuLgEd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'LL bE bAcK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My weekned was fantabulous~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How was urs..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/17203226-114705339981569291?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114705339981569291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114705339981569291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-short-trip-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114619439896633660</id><published>2006-04-28T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:23:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Morning peepz~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weader seems pretty unpredictable dese days, dun u think..? I am so damn tired~! Juz came back from werk, after managing to clear 130 emails and ard 50 workflows. Not forgetting the 5 past dues per week, and preparing for the critical conference calls on Monday.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. Isnt it Labour Day..?&lt;br /&gt;Shld i werk? Or take a long weekend..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start counting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stil haf 3 off-in-lieus to clear since 2006..&lt;br /&gt;2 for Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;1 for Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wif Labour Day, 4 days are pending. Hmmm~&lt;br /&gt;And dere's like a few more off-in-lieus to come til the end of the year rite..?&lt;br /&gt;And dere's always the 15 days annual leave..&lt;br /&gt;And dere's anoder 3 days brought forward from last year's annual leave (used up 3 and i encashed the rest.. *grin*).&lt;br /&gt;Notice how many already..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wif all dese pending leaves and offs, i stil am not sure wheder i shld werk on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Mmg sajak krg panggil aku workaholic~ Khehkekhehke~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's pay day!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dun forget Progress Package is out too ya~! *yeay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time wif the gurls last evening. We were verbally occupied wif juicy hot gossips! Thanks babes for a great evening, cya soon aite..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_3044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Til next time ya~! Haf a wonderful weekend!!!&lt;/span&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/17203226-114619439896633660?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114619439896633660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114619439896633660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/04/morning-peepz-weader-seems-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114589933209507381</id><published>2006-04-25T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:22:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- To have a feeling of intense desire and attraction toward (a person).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A healthy relationship is based on respect. Its wen u haf fun togede and u both feel like u can be urselves. U can haf different opinions and interests but u do listen to each other, at the end of the day. Trust..? Dats a major YES! Compromising, saying sori, and talking arguments out, definitely helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Listening to ur feelings is important. Think abt how u feel wen u are wif ur boyfren or girlfren. Do u feel any of dese lacking..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wen someone luvs u, you shld feel valued, respected and free to be urself. U shldnt be made to feel intimidated or controlled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And if ure feeling down (and i noe u r), heres ideas dat might help u to feel stronger:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Focus on things dat u enjoy or feel good at, to build ur confidence (Shopping!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Write ur feelings down, keep a journal, or write ur boyfren/girlfren a letter dat u dun haf to send (A blog does help)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Listen to music wif lyrics dat make you feel stronger (I will survive - Gloria Gaynor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Pay attention to and trust ur feelings and gut instincts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Believe dat u dun deserve to be treated dis way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Believe its not ur fault dat ur boyfren/girlfren behaves dis way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    * Be proud of the way uve been able to be strong and of the ways u haf found to keep going wen uve felt so much confusion, fear, hurt and depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No pun intended darlz. Hoping u'd recover soon~ Luv ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114589933209507381?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114589933209507381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114589933209507381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-deep-tender-ineffable-feeling-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114524103673357358</id><published>2006-04-17T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:31:29.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was told someone has the same top as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The one which i bought the last time i went KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was dat PURE coincidence..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or a mere COPYCAT..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_1880a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;*WATEVA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114524103673357358?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114524103673357358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114524103673357358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-told-someone-has-same-top-as-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114493888183541852</id><published>2006-04-13T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:36:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dey said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U will definitely meet dat very one person whu will be by ur side til eternity. Whu will shower u wif true luv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat is, if u search hard enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ive always quoted countless times.. My search for Mr Right has meant an extremely long long haul, thru a catalogue of Mr Wrongs. And yes, i found him.&lt;br /&gt;The true gem of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after 18 months, he is still the right one. Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to u, my darling prince. Always looking forward to anoder second being in luv wif u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; *** Happy 1 Yr 6 Mths Anniversary~! ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/IfNothing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114493888183541852?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114493888183541852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114493888183541852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/04/dey-said.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_IfNothing.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114403775151102489</id><published>2006-04-03T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T12:15:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday was a blast! Ernie &amp; Eddie both won the top titles! *yeay* Nadya, Em and i stayed all thruout the event. And it was worthwhile. Congrats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We made our way to Jalan Besar Stadium in Jay's car. Im not quite sure of the way tho. But thanks to the 3 gorgeous gurls, including Ernie wif the big hair, we all made our way to the carpark. To whus carpark, Nadya..? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby surprised me at the stadium. And he brought along Donuts for all of us! But too bad i was the only one munching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ernie was cheering along. Gombak lost to Young Lions. Well, cheer up guys. Mayb next time ya? And yes, i saw the sweet Sarimah again. Finally she told me how she knew me!!! Hahaha~ Dose were the days darling, sumone pls remind me to get her number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We splitted up after the game. Feroz, Titi, Baby and i headed down to Boon Keng Market to haf Tulang! *woohoo* Gosh, ive been having the most yummilicious food all thruout dis week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY - Lucky Plaza : The Spicy Nasi Ayam Penyet.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY - Newton : Stingray, Kangkong, Baby Squid, Sambal Sotong &amp; Carrot Cake.&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY - Kampong ChaiChee : TomYam Soup.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY - Wheelock Place : Fish &amp;amp; Co's Seafood Platter &amp; Mussels In Lemon Sauce, and not forgetting my Mummy's Mee Rebus for supper.&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY - Tekka : Sri Kamala's Nasi Bryani wif Ayam Merah &amp;amp; Dhosai.&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY - Boon Keng : Sup Tulang Kambing and even Tulang Merah too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Ratna, how does it feel to haf a gf whu lives to eat, instead of eating to live..?&lt;br /&gt;Khehehhehke~&lt;br /&gt;U'd luv dat dun u..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114403775151102489?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114403775151102489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114403775151102489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-was-blast-ernie-dhosai.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114373951053956350</id><published>2006-03-31T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T01:27:11.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Got dis from an email sent by my EMEA colleague :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/FemaleBrain.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is dis true..???&lt;br /&gt;All the women out dere, u decide~! &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Hehe.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/17203226-114373951053956350?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114373951053956350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114373951053956350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/03/got-dis-from-email-sent-by-my-emea.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Hehe.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114297112397663598</id><published>2006-03-22T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T04:32:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey peepz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new phone~! Nokia 7370.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was shopping ard wif Nadya and decided to check out a Starhub store. Its selling for $388, wif a contract. So y not rite? Bought a new line too, wif a lower subscription, cos i haf not been maximizing the old subscription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i did use up the $50 voucher. So peepz, i think its time u guys check out how many points u haf. A lesson learnt from the previous number, the points will be forfeited wen u terminate a line. Imagine forfeiting 3500+ points! Dat makes up $100 voucher~ Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nokia.com.sg/nokia/0,,83516,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Nokia7370.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So anyone thinking of buying the same one..? *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17203226-114297112397663598?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114297112397663598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114297112397663598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-peepz-bought-new-phone-nokia-7370.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114236889808633918</id><published>2006-03-15T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T04:45:38.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHY WOMEN CRY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Because I'm a woman," she told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"I don't understand," he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally he put in a call to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"When I made the woman she had to be special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I made her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;shoulders&lt;/span&gt; strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gave her an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;inner strength&lt;/span&gt; to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gave her a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hardness&lt;/span&gt; that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gave her the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sensitivity&lt;/span&gt; to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gave her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gave her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt; to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And finally, I gave her a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tear&lt;/span&gt; to shed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"You see my son," said God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you crying..? I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114236889808633918?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114236889808633918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114236889808633918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-women-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114223071660971028</id><published>2006-03-13T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T04:47:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was browsing Nokia's webbie cos i seriusly am in need of a new fone. My 6600 fone is hopeless now, so im jamming on Titi's old fone. Gotta gif it to her, dere's a lot of fun cute games in dere! Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of a Nokia N70, Nokia 7370 or Nokia 6111. I tried the &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.nokia.com.sg/nokia/0,,84986,00.html?model=N70,7370,6111&amp;status=new"&gt;Nokia Phone Comparator&lt;/a&gt;, its kinda cool u guys. It lists down every single functions and details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Nokia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho its good to compare, i stil dunno which to choose! I love Nokia 7370, cos i find it real pretty. But it seems Nokia N70 haf it all. Nokia 6111's not bad, but it doesnt appeal as much as the oder two. A colleague advised me to wait for a new model, Nokia 6280 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/6280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So many to choose from, so little time. Ive neva favoured borrowing stuffs from peepz, not even if its from my Sis. I wanna return her fone asap.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out my Starhub rewards, i only have 1719 points. I used to haf more, but dey were forfeited! *urgh* Hmmm~ so now, i just redeemed 1700 points, and i will receive a $50 shop voucher in 10 werking days. Utilising every opportunity available. Clever me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I mite even consider getting a 2 yr's contract, a different subscription plan, and getting a totally new number. Gosh, i am considering too many things now. Dunno which to decide~ *scratch head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of a major help here! My darlings and fone experts, please ring me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114223071660971028?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114223071660971028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114223071660971028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-was-browsing-nokias-webbie-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114221895291741212</id><published>2006-03-13T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:05:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey it's Monday again! Well, it seems i update my blog every Monday huh..?&lt;br /&gt;Didnt mean to make u peepz wait the whole week, but too bad.. My schedule's pretty tite nowadays~ *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Baby fetched me wif his new bike. He told me he'd meet up ard my place, so i asked how he is getting here.&lt;br /&gt;He said "By cab..?"&lt;br /&gt;While getting ready, Jay &amp; Nadya rang me up. Nadya accidentally blurted out abt my Baby's new bike. Hmmmm~ So i asked Baby again.&lt;br /&gt;And again, he said "Im taking cab darling.."&lt;br /&gt;Isnt dis fishy.. Told Titi abt it, and Titi concluded, "Si Ratna tu kan sama mcm Abg. Byk wakrak~" *lol*&lt;br /&gt;And indeed, she is right.. Khekhkekehe~&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Big Momma's House 2' at Marina, wif Titi &amp;amp; Feroz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my Sunday was quite a rush. Woke up at 3pm and got ready. Baby picked me up at 4 pm. We headed to Bukit Gombak and met up wif Jay. Jay had to go to Tamp in the Team bus. So i drove Jay's car to Tamp. Baby led the way wif his bike. Kinda cute huh..? Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parked at Tamp, and headed to meet up wif the rest. Dinner at our all time favourite, It's Not Just Waffles! It's the last dinner before Adek wil be serving our country. Selamat berjuang eh Adek. May the force be wif u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the game soon after. Saw dis pretty gurl, whu apparently noes me. She kissed me and asked "Kenal tak..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ermmm.. sori i tak ingat, tapi muka u familiar skali.."&lt;br /&gt;"Sarimah lah.."&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i still dun remember where i knew her! Her face and name are so familiar, but whu is she..?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't wan to disppoint her, so i went on wif the conversation, trying my best to recall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's our 1 yr 5 mths Anniversary today.. Luv ya sweetheart, always~ *muahz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114221895291741212?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114221895291741212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114221895291741212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-its-monday-again-well-it-seems-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114161545750110318</id><published>2006-03-06T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T11:24:17.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a date wif my hairdresser yesterday. Baby accompanied me all the way dere. We said Hi to Adek as he was werking sumwhere ard. I decided to rebond my hair. From the perms, to strait. I got tired of the perms, it was tough maintaining for 3 mths, so i wanted my old look back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Baby waited all thru the 6 hrs.. Kesian kan! He said he practically covered the whole area like 3 times! Khekhehkekh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen im done, we met up wif Adek &amp; Dida and had a quick dinner at Esplanade. 2 Hot Halal Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I hAd DiS bELaDo FiSh PaStA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HeRe'S dIdA's DiNnEr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HeRe'S aDeK's DiNnEr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AnD dAt'S wAt My BaBy HaD..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hahaha~ Nah.. He had a yummy Room &amp; Chic Pasta. His well-deserved meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2702b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aLL tIrEd AnD sLeEpY aFtEr 6 HrS oF wAiTiNg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing's for sure, Baby will not be accompanying me to a hairsalon next time! Khehkehekhe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17203226-114161545750110318?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114161545750110318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114161545750110318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-had-date-wif-my-hairdresser.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114101145644391906</id><published>2006-02-27T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T12:52:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Met up wif Baby, Nadya and Jay at the EastWest Challenge at Jalan Besar Stadium yesterday. It starts at 7pm, but the carnival started at 4pm. I arrived at 5pm in a cab, greeted by my Baby, dressed in a red top. He looks big in dat oversized top.. Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My former Woodlands Cheergurls looked so adorable. Wif deir Diadora lime green top, little black skirts, but the shoes! Oh no! Cute, but stop it eh~! Khekhehke~ Dey were sooo excited to see me! Its been quite a long time huh.. Pardon me, been busy, gurls. Gosh, i so miz dem. Dey haf always been great. From nothing, to something now. Well, dey are not as good as the SAFcheersquad, but dey definitely picked up fast! Well done gurls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*WoOdLaNdS WeLLiNgToN ChEeRgUrLs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/DSC02654a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*PrAcTiSiNg DeIr ChEeRs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*FiLzAh AnD tHe CaPtAiN, IfFaH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The SAFgurls&amp;guys were very impressive. I vote dem as the best Cheersquad in SLeague~ Dey deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*SAF ChEeRsQuAd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ThE dAnCiNg QuEeNs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/DSC02661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*My DarLiNgS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Baby and i went off earlier to meet Feroz and Titi, and had Sup Kambing, near his place. Sup otak &amp;amp; rusuk..? Titi almost puked to dat. But to Baby and i.. Yummylicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard Nadya's not werking today. Kol me up beb~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/17203226-114101145644391906?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114101145644391906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114101145644391906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/met-up-wif-baby-nadya-and-jay-at.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114066909044293543</id><published>2006-02-23T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T12:36:39.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ive been werking hard dese few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been busy wif continuous conference calls and meetings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reaching werk early and going home late. Howeva, im stil not able to clear my backlogs. Werk juz keeps piling up! Can someone pls put a STOP to it? Especially nowadays, wen some colleagues left our dept, more werk were being divided among us, til dey get someone new. Dey betta get dem fast! In the meantime, poor us.. All of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Werk_Stress.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been getting lesser and lesser sleep, a maximum of 4 hours a day only. Bad huh..? And werking at nite makes it even worse! I do enjoy my job actuali, but i juz cant bear the heavy werkload at times. Well, its like dat everywhere, dats wat dey always say.. Hmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i reali need to take a break, dun u think so too? Well Efny &amp;amp; Lynn, THAILAND in April..? *considering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to catch some sweet sleep now. Gotta wake up soon, to do a bit of shopping for Titi's Bday present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take gd care ya peepz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114066909044293543?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114066909044293543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114066909044293543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-werking-hard-dese-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Werk_Stress.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114037633067766721</id><published>2006-02-20T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T03:19:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Had a date today wif my Baby. Decided on a movie, its been a while since we watched one. So off we went to the Ticket counter.. We bought the tix to "The Fog"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u now y..? Cos dere's dat gorgeous Tom Welling~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u noe whu wanted to watch it so bad..? My Baby, my Smallville Hero..! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was thrilling and scary. Well, in not reali into both~ U can imagine how i felt. Weneva dere's dat 'sound', i'd be like digging my face into his shoulders! Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Suntec Pizza Hut. I've been craving for pizzas! So we ordered one of dose set meals, wif a Splitzza of Peperoni Lovers and Hawaiian Super Supreme.. Dere's a soup too, and not forgetting our Spicy Yummy Drumlets! *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finished dem up, my Baby was craving for Yami Yogurt instead! Hahaha~ Gosh, we sure can eat..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114037633067766721?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114037633067766721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114037633067766721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/had-date-today-wif-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114014679628568595</id><published>2006-02-17T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:29:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I looked deep into his eyes wen he sat beside me. His beautiful shimmering hazel eyes. And i see nothing but pure true luv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;Captivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, words are not enuf for me to express how i feel for him. How much he means to me. How much im in luv wif him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days, weeks, months, and even a year has passed. Some people say 'To hate someone is easy. To fall in luv wif someone blindly, its even easier..'&lt;br /&gt;But then again, to fall in luv, and stay being in luv is not as easy as said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blessed to haf his luv. His true luv kept me going. Kept me strong. Kept me alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u my luv~ U r truly a precious gem dat i will keep dearly in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114014679628568595?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114014679628568595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114014679628568595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-looked-deep-into-his-eyes-wen-he-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-114005493647614822</id><published>2006-02-16T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:59:08.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I left werk a bit late today. Wanted to go off at 6am, but Shawn insisted on me staying. His brother will pick him up, and he wants us to tag along, but he can only stop us sumwhere near his house. We shall make our way home from dere. Well, dat sounds nice enuf, so Dave, Rix &amp;amp; i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bro didnt talk much to us, but he is one hell of a driver. He'd squeeze thru even the smallest gap, accelerate at every chance he gets, and brakes abruptly. He dropped Rix first, and next was mine. So Shawn was directing his bro where to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bro was like, "Huh? Muz turn left summore uh..?", in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Den muz U-turn..? Wahlao.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to Dave, and Dave rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped me at a bustop and drove off immediately wen i shut the door. But i managed to say thank u tho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder wat kind of an attitude is dat. At first i thot it was nice of him to gif us a lift. But den it seems he's not sincere at all~ Y agree, wen ure not sincere..? If i knew earlier he'd haf dis attitude, i wouldnt even step into his car. Thanks, but no thanks! No offence Shawn (if ure reading dis), but it will be my first and my last. I believe i would appreciate the train more~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for first impression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, wat a morning~! *urghhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-114005493647614822?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114005493647614822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/114005493647614822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-left-werk-bit-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113984243999252737</id><published>2006-02-13T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:54:00.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Before the day ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happy 1 yr 4 mths anniversary my darling Ratna~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Luv u wif all my heart&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*muahz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113984243999252737?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113984243999252737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113984243999252737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/before-day-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113981119707283772</id><published>2006-02-13T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:16:42.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sentosa has always been great~ The sun, the sand and the beach.. The 11 of us met up wif loads of food &amp; drinks, so we wun go hungry! Not forgetting playing cards and Twister! We spent alot of time in the water itself. Singing and laughing at some silly jokes~ *winks to Dida*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didnt get to go ard like we planned to. Hmmm~ mayb next time ya, Efny..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 FoC tIx FoR uS, tHx To SrY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ThE bEacH-lOvErS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ThE bABeS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ThE cApOeRiStA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ThE gAmE oF tWiStEr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Eh2, JaTuH yE bAnG..?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SuKeR pAnJaT2..?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Looking forward to the next outing~!!! Luv y'all~&lt;/span&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/17203226-113981119707283772?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113981119707283772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113981119707283772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/sentosa-has-always-been-great-sun-sand.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113961072840676229</id><published>2006-02-11T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T06:34:46.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My job scope requires me to work closely wif the US and EMEA peepz, be it within my own company management or other external suppliers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And that is why our working hours are at nite. And in case u dun noe wats EMEA, its an abbreviation for Europe MiddleEast and Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And US simply means the United States. As for me, i deal wif quite a number of suppliers, but Lexmark is the my key one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I recently received this mail from one of the higher management peepz in EMEA. Stating that my favourite GCM (Global Commodity Manager) will be promoted to a higher post. And he wun be dealing wif me much often than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Ton2All.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mail saddens me. I am so inclined wif Alfred, that i feel its a huge loss for me. All dose guidance he provided me wif, prepared me well to face the challenges ahead of me. I managed to survive my 1 yr here mainly due to him. He personally wrote dis note below to me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Alfred2Me1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it is so hard to accept dis fact.. But stil i replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2Alfred.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the GCMs im dealing wif, he is the only one whu always showered me wif encouragement and continuous support. We dealt wif each other on a daily basis and weneva i face wif a head-cracking problem, he wil always be dere wif the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, he wrote..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Alfred2me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will excel in ur new post, Alfred~ Once again, thank you.. Reali appreciate all ur kind help and guidance.. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113961072840676229?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113961072840676229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113961072840676229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-job-scope-requires-me-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113945100429982858</id><published>2006-02-09T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T10:11:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do u haf any idea how painful it is to throw away ur favourite heels..? Let me tell u it sux! Gosh i stil cant believe juz did dat! It's been wif me for almost a year now. All of a sudden she tore apart~ Yes she did tear.. And now im kinda torn. Was on my way home from werk and she.. *urrgghhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad juz loves to throw things away, so he was like "Go, go, and throw.." And i was so half-hearted, tho i know dere's nuthing i can do abt it. The cobbler cant help much either. And i cant possibly wear juz one side rite..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So dere she goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho i haf quite a number of heels, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it wun feel the same~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Wun be as comfy, wun be as perfect.. Gez i juz need to get another pair.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113945100429982858?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113945100429982858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113945100429982858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-u-haf-any-idea-how-painful-it-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113936456595845150</id><published>2006-02-08T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T10:11:46.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was a very long day. Tiring, but fun~ I did some last munite shopping for my Baby at town, den headed to Ubi to get the car i rented for today. I tried a new contact person, and it happens to be one of my relatives~! Hahaha~ Wat a small world.. So i got the car at a discounted price.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off to surprise my Baby. And as usual, Ubi was hectic. But i managed to make my way to his training ground early. Soon it was almost 8pm, and i made my reservation for 8pm. Knowing me, im sure u can imagine how stressed i am at dat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen he came finally came out, he rang me up and asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby u kat mane..?"&lt;br /&gt;Implying im sumwhere ard.. "Eh2, somebody wearing blue shirt lah today~"&lt;br /&gt;"U kat mane sey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"B, kita nak gi mane..?"&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring his question, i asked.. "Errmmmm.. Nak naik ape ah..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Up to u syg. But u muz tell me lah where we going first.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Beep2* I den smiled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby! Oh my God! Kreta sape Darling? U sewa ijit? Juz to celebrate my Bday..?&lt;br /&gt;I was stil smiling and nodded~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see from my Baby's expression, he's reali2 excited, and i mean, reali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission #1 accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Next destination : Faber Hill Bistro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's one of dose dining places he hasn't been to before. The view was great~ Juz imagine. On top of a hill, looking down at the sceneric view, the night breeze kissing our cheeks~ And while dining, dere was a short display of fireworks! Hehehe~ Managed to catch dat on camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission #2 accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;Next stop : East Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drove off to East Coast. I tricked him into believing dere will be more fireworks display. And he actuali believed me word by word ok~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nanti fireworks dari mane dear? Kapal2 nie..?&lt;br /&gt;Trying best not to laugh, "A'ah syg~"&lt;br /&gt;"Mane u tahu ade fireworks lagi..? Kul brape sey..?"&lt;br /&gt;Took a glance at my watch, 11pm, "Kluar newpaper sey b~ Dlm kol 12 i think. Its a mark of Chinese New Year nye brape2 hari ah. Sori, kita early."&lt;br /&gt;"Takpe2~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we sat. After a while, i was massaging his forehead and he was comfortably closing his beautiful eyes. I saw his next surprise. Nadya, Jay, Feroz, Titi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adeq, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fadhil, Khai, Tej &amp; Syed. Soon after, thanks to Feroz's voice, he was awakened. And dere goes the Bday song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil did a great job wif the Bday cake. It couldnt be any more perfect! My Baby is so into Smallville, and he was super impressed~! All smiley~ Dey even made a necklace out of a string and the green luminous lightstick, deir so-cute-so-called Kryptonite. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present opening, photo-taking.. And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mission #3 accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To my Dearest Superman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 27th birthday darling~!!! *muahz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lots of Love, ur Darling Lois Lane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gotta send the car back today.. So my sweet Nadya, i rasa i takleh make it dere 5pm, sebab i nak kena send car at 6pm dgr2. Will meet u strait after! *sori* Anyway, Ratna is thinking of the Steamboat today. Pls be my alarm clock! Khekhe~ Thank u very nice. Luv ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113936456595845150?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113936456595845150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113936456595845150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-was-very-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113919262860845175</id><published>2006-02-06T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T10:27:07.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its a Monday morning. Not sure y i woke up early. If baby noes im awake, he'd kill me! Hahaha~ Nah.. *kidding* He's too nice to do dat. He even said, i can get away wif anything, even murder! Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a conference call before werk today. Im lazy to go werk early actuali, but im left wif no choice. Im needed in the call.. *sigh* Dere's sure to be a lot of werk today. Cos i wasn't ard last Friday. Gonna be a busy day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro is my Baby's 27th birthday. It's his 2nd Bday im celebrating wif him. Last yr was a simple, yet romantic one. Ive planned 3 choices dis yr, but it all boils down to the last one. He cant make it in time for the 1st choice. And the 2nd choice is not operational for the time being. So i gotta rule dose 2 out. And my last choice. Its not as perfect, but i noe Baby will appreciate it. He luvs every single thing i do for him. He wouldnt even mind if its juz eating out in a coffee shop. But dun wori Baby, it wun be a coffee shop! Sedih nah lah kalo Bday celebrate kat coffee shop.. Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking another day off tomoro for his Bday. Juz cant wait actuali~ And y am i soo excited wen its his bday? Hahaha~ Simply becos i truely adore him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_0730a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv ya, Sweetz~! *muahz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113919262860845175?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113919262860845175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113919262860845175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-monday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113908401980494917</id><published>2006-02-05T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:25:48.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its Saturday. Woke up at 5pm. Got ready to head up to Monis's BBQ pit, in conjunction wif her Birthday~ Met up some pretty old frens dere whu used to hang ard at Coffee Bean.. We meet again huh~ Cheers! Happy Birthday Monis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Monis1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ThE bOoBsDaY gUrL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/TheGang1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ThE cRaZy-BuNcH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/TheGang2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*ThE eXtEnDeD bUnCh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Wati1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*sOoN-To-Be-MuM*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Herna1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*GoRgEoUs HeRnA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IBMers1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*IBM-ers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/EilaRatna2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*AnD aS aLwAyS, mY sWeEt DaRLiNg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113908401980494917?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113908401980494917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113908401980494917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113908639416454512</id><published>2006-02-04T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:53:50.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Juz came back from Momo~ Wif great frens and company, whu wouldnt enjoy the nite? We partied all nite long~ It was crazy! Saw 'dose-we-shant-speak-of' or should i say 'anonymous'..? Hmmm.. All dose glares, smirks and stares.. Whu cares~! Juz cant be bodered, out to haf fun. And nuthing spoiled my nite, thank God, not even insignificant peepz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2423.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_2382.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SouLmAtEs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113908639416454512?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113908639416454512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113908639416454512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/juz-came-back-from-momo-wif-great.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113890059791323877</id><published>2006-02-02T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T05:00:39.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I met up wif Nadya and made our way to town. We were joined by the twins, Dee &amp; Dida. And the first stop, a fav store of mine! Bought a top, a pretty one.. *smile* Walked around and i bought a sweater at FarEast too. Nadya bought a top too, and Dida, a skirt. I'm actuali supposed to shop for something else, but in the end i shopped for clothes! *typical me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/EilaNadya1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;*My DaRLiNg NaDyA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/DidaDee1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;*ThE sWeEt TwInS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/EilaRatna1.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*My EnDLeSs LuV*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wonder y Jay's pic is missing.. &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Smiley_Ummm.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesian nah lah abg Jay kita nie.. Dah lah sakit, takde org amik gambar dia.. Hehehe~ *wink*&lt;/span&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/17203226-113890059791323877?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113890059791323877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113890059791323877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-met-up-wif-nadya-and-made-our-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113873165825768154</id><published>2006-02-01T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T02:27:46.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was ard 4.30pm and my fone rang~ As usual, it was either Jay or Nadya waking me up. Dah mcm alarm clock sak krg~ Khekhekhe~ *no offence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif Baby at Clementi. Jay, Nadya &amp; Adek picked us up at Kembgn. We actuali wanted to haf a Steamboat dinner at East Coast, but it was closed.. ;( Mayb next time ok? So we decided on Bedok Corner. Gosh, we ate alot!!! 2 plates of Stingrays, 2 plates of Kangkong, 1 plate of Sotong, 1 bowl of Tom Yam Soup, 20 sticks of Satay and 6 pcs of BBQ Chicken. And i had more rice, compliments of Jay and Baby. My stomach was bloated! Cant even walk strait ok! Hehehe~ But Jay bought Eno, and i feel so much better after~ *Thank u Jay* Well, the food was nice, so i'll stop complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to one of our usual spots before im off to werk. Had a good talk. One of dose open talks, where ure able to noe wat makes us. And gez wat? I luv dem so much! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay offered me his keys, and i drove his car to werk. Been quite a while since i drove, tho its been ard 2 yrs since i passed my licence. Well, im actuali planning to get a car of my own, wont go for fancy cars. Im not materialistic unlike some peepz. Thinking of a Picanto, its cute rite~! But ive not been receiving gd feedback from my bro abt the car model tho. &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Smiley_Damn.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll haf to see how it goes. Its mainly for transport, looking at how far my werkplace is from home. And not forgetting all dose weekend outings.. *urgh* Had enuf of the midnite charges~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Picanto.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok peepz, back to werk for me! Take gd care~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113873165825768154?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113873165825768154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113873165825768154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-was-ard-4.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113863318761767064</id><published>2006-01-30T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T01:57:44.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, it's the 2nd day of the Lunar New Year, and here i am werking.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get enuf sleep, was busy wif Baby's new laptop. Removing his detected virus, running a full system scan, downloading anti-spyware, downloading some other image editing softwares (for my usage actuali), transfering some of his pix for his viewing pleasure, and finally defragmenting. And now its ready for use. Tiptop condition i shld say~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby went to Sentosa juz now, wif Fadhil &amp; Khai, while i was busy sleeping! Hehehe~ So we met up in town to haf dinner at Bin Talib. And wen i reached dere, i was quite surprised! My Baby was not wearing his slippers! Hahaha~ He had a bet wif Khai, to walk ard town barefeet~ Uh huh! And since he's so up for any crazy challenges, he took the bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town was not as peaceful as i thot. Tho the stores were mostly closed for the festive season, the streets were not, and apparently deres loads of peepz ard~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out Cineleisure, Level 9. Cool gaming zones, and the private chambers! A few caucasian gurls were in 1 of the dem. And Fadhil was like dancing to Bonanza outside the chamber. The Caucasians danced to him! Cuber eh Fadhil! Hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wen its abt time, off i went to werk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i missed Nadya &amp;amp; Jay. Been quite some time since i met dem. I wonder how deir doing, and how deir weekend getaway was. I bet Nadya cant stop shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see dem tomoro tho~! &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/GuckGuck.gif" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113863318761767064?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113863318761767064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113863318761767064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/01/gosh-its-2nd-day-of-lunar-new-year-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_GuckGuck.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113746709006773100</id><published>2006-01-17T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T11:06:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went for a job interview yesterday. Gosh, it was like 11 in the morning! Been quite some time since i had to wake up dat early~ Its near my werkplace tho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i took a cab over, cos id be late if i took the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Didnt sleep much the nite before, busy preparing the necessary paperworks. The interview went very well, but its paying lower than wat im currently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;earning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. So i gaf it a miss.. *oops* Im not being picky, i juz dun wanna regret my choice. And im not desperate either. I luv trying out new challenges, well dats wat life is all about. Challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunked at Efny's place soon after we had breakfast at a nearby hawker. We intended to sleep, but we ended up surfing, chatting and laughing abt u noe wat ah efny~ *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif Nadya, Jay and Baby at Tamp. We talked abt how long weve known each oder, how our lives were back den, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how we r stil holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.. Oh my, am i blessed to haf best frens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like the both of u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beauty and brawn, all in one. U gurls dun even need to shop for jewelleries to look gd, u noe? U r born wif a heart made of pure precious gold, and dat makes u beautiful from within. That outshines almost everything. Beauty may lie in the eye of the beholder, but unlike some peepz, u make the world a much more beautiful place for me to live in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Darlings1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv u gurls~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113746709006773100?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113746709006773100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113746709006773100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-went-for-job-interview-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113727207754635294</id><published>2006-01-15T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T05:04:35.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 days ago, it was my 1 yr 3 mths anniversary. I was supposed to meet him, but unfortunately he had last minute plans to meet his NS frens. So i said "Go ahead darling, dere's always Sunday, rite?" Yeah, we planned to meet up later today, to catch a movie and have dinner. Juz a simple date makes us happy~ &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Pumpkin_Winking.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off to werk, took the long draggy train ride. A while later he called to apologise, wen i dun reali see the need to. Hey dats him. Sweet huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked for my whereabouts, i was like "Ermm.. Not sure, but somewhere underground. Where r u dear?"&lt;br /&gt;"Bugis baby, waiting for my frens, and which cabin r u in..?"&lt;br /&gt;"The first."&lt;br /&gt;"Which door..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Ermm.. 2nd..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Did you get a seat..?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so unlike him to be questioning my detailed whereabouts. So i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why darling..? Is there sumthing wrong..?"&lt;br /&gt;"No lah, juz asking je.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm~ Dat doesnt sound convincing enuff rite..? The train den shrieked 'Bugis'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He den came in from my left, passed me a bouquet of roses, and went out of the train. It all happened so fast, i sat dere, stunned..! Looked ard, and the whole cabin was staring at me! Gosh, am i blushing or wat~! Only den i realised my fone was stil in my hand, and he was stil connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy 1 yr 3 mths baby. I luv u."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stil trying to get hold of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my, i luv u sooo much dear~ Thank u!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Please dun get out of the train, i planned it to be dat way.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Bouquet.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Lovely Bouquet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Workstation.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My Workstation, filled wif stuffs he bought for me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Loving.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My Charming Prince*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113727207754635294?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113727207754635294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113727207754635294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/01/2-days-ago-it-was-my-1-yr-3-mths.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113667131187050901</id><published>2006-01-08T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T06:10:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its raining heavily outside. Here i am at my bro's place, sleeping over for the nite. Was out since late afternoon.. Met my darling Nadya in town. Been a while since juz the two of us went town. And we did accidental shopping~! Hehe~ I shopped for a shoe, a mini cardigan and a top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trying to refrain from doing so actuali, but i simply cant resist. Especially wen im wif Nadya! No offence darling~ &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Smiley_TanningWink.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home to get some stuffs, while Nadya, Jay &amp; Baby ate at the market. Mee hoon goreng, mee goreng, spaghetti, stingray, and baby kailan. Not forgetting, otak2 &amp;amp; keropok leko! Oh my, were dey hungry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went to Tampines. Joined by Titi, Feroz &amp; Adek. We caught a midnite movie 'Derailed'. Jennifer Aniston looks stunning~ Stil cant believe Brad Pitt chose Angelina Jolie over her! Well, the show was kinda romantic during the first part, den turned shocking, and finally started to make sense after all~ Not bad, giving it 3.5 out of 5 stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dispersed into two groups wen the movie ended, and the four of us had supper at As-Salihin before Titi &amp;amp; i ended up here. Gotta send my cute 4 yr old niece to her religious class in less than 4 hours. I gez i wun be sleeping all nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a date wif my Baby later on.. Tho its been more than a year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stil feels like i juz knew him yesterday. Stil feels excited wen i see him. Stil in luv wif his charms. Stil mesmerised wif his beautiful eyes. Stil addicted to his smile. Stil in luv, and hope foreva we will be.. InsyaAllah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Ratna1a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113667131187050901?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113667131187050901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113667131187050901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-raining-heavily-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Smiley_TanningWink.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113598081968968709</id><published>2005-12-31T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T05:57:52.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/HappyNewYear.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113598081968968709?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113598081968968709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113598081968968709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year~!!!'/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113580993904311127</id><published>2005-12-29T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:16:36.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My patience's tested dese few days. Mainly due to comments written by some unwanted pathetic low-down creeps. Gosh, seriously, wen is dis eva gonna end? Dont dey eva realise how childish dey r reacting? Dont dey noe how stupid dey sound? In the act of being anonymous, dey actuali revealed deir true selves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Common guys, dont u get sick of hiding behind dose tattered curtains? It only proves one major thing. Juz face it, u r a freaking coward! No matter how many times u change dose curtains, ure stil hiding behind it. So wats the point..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Been thru alot of dese, since dose A.M. days and even Frenster. Now its dis blog, followed by my Fotopages. But like my baby always said, "Wat doesn't kill me, actuali makes me stronger." So if u wanna bring me down, be my guest. Tho u mite wanna try harder next time.. *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ignorance is a bliss, someone once said. True enuf. I mite wanna take dat into deep consideration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So to all dose anonymous cowards out dere, SCREW YOU~!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Smiley_FuckYou.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113580993904311127?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113580993904311127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113580993904311127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-patiences-tested-dese-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Smiley_FuckYou.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113562543271893476</id><published>2005-12-27T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:17:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=13545"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Victoria's Secret Angel are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz3/13545/res1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gisele Bundchen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are nice, trendy, and love to have fun!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113562543271893476?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113562543271893476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113562543271893476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/take-quiz-which-victorias-secret-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113511287581026447</id><published>2005-12-21T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:24:30.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wanna share something wif y'all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Received dis comment 2 days ago, frm a 'concerned' blogger :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Concerned.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dear Miss Concerned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I thank you for taking time to share ur kind 'views', tho it was not all necessary, i shld say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I do agree dis is just an article adapted from a paper written by an Isaac Tng, neva did i eva mention its any form of enforcement of rules or laws. It juz so happens i share the same opinion wif dis guy~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So pls stop amusing me, wif ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;judgement&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;comprehending..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, so ive heard of criminal defamation, civil sue or even libel. Do not assume ure the only one whu has a firm understanding of law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My circle of frens and i did not pursue anything up til today, so dere was no need to make the assumption we r taking it out of hand. And if u think no one is suing anyone, den isnt dat juz great? Tho i stil believe ur thots dun quite matter actuali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I do noe dere are more mature peepz out dere, but apparently i dun need, wat more heed, advices frm anyone insignificant in my life. And neither do i need an un-named, too-concerned one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And yes, i fully agree wif u. Please do.. stay out of trouble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take gd care of urself too, and if u juz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, for once, dun boder concerning abt me or my circle of frens, dat would be much appreciated~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well peepz, believe it or not, dere are quite a number of unwanted bloggers out dere. I gez dey r juz too shy to reveal deir true identity. Low self-esteem i'd conclude. U shld always stand up for wat u truly believe, neva shld u hide behind dose tattered curtains. For one day the world wil come to an end, and truth wil reveal u. And dere i wil be, giving my very last sweet smile~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Btw my darling Nadya, i luv u too~!!! *muahz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113511287581026447?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113511287581026447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113511287581026447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/wanna-share-something-wif-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113489748011988445</id><published>2005-12-18T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:25:28.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Won't say much.. Just read on this article and u'd understand wat im thinking~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/UChoseToRead.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113489748011988445?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113489748011988445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113489748011988445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/wont-say-much.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113467043590561206</id><published>2005-12-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:51:13.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hey! Been quite some time since i blogged. Been busy since i came back from KL. KL was superb, luved everything abt it! Except for the crazy traffic and the bulging eyes filled wif designs, that is. Apart from that, it was filled wif mind-boggling laughters! *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;On Friday, we reached Beach Rd at ard 3pm. Bumped into an old schmate of mine, wif his cool group of frens, heading the same way. Boarded the bus, took out my sweater, as predicted it will be freezing cold in dere. The journey was ard 6 hrs. There's one pit stop in YongPeng, and dere i i go strait to the Ladies! Hahaha~ The food dere sucks, the burgers are much betta in here! Didnt manage to catch some sleep so i shot quite a number of sceneric views, even my baby sleeping. We reached Pudu at ard 9pm, immediately bought the bus tix for hme. At ard 10 pm, we finally checked into Concorde Hotel. I booked a triple occupancy rm, but 5 of us managed to bunk in~! Took us some time to unpack and get ready to head the streets. We checked out the food stalls behind Concorde. Filled our starving stomachs wif yummy food and it was almost 12 by then, so off we went, checking out clubs. The traffic was crazy even at dat time! And gez wat? We spotted the eva-so-famous Crazy Frog! It was sooo cute! Reali! Managed to get some shots wif it.. Hehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, we decided on Hard Rock Cafe. Free for the Concorde ladies, cover for the guys. It was packed! Wif Harley Davidson bikers outside, expats ard the bar, and out-for-fun peepz all over the dancefloor. Spotted a foreigner wif an almost same hairdo as mine! The club was spinning RnB, and at one interval, a Rock performance by a band called "Telefon". I spotted dis particular caucasian woman, wif her gurlfren, whu seriously noes how to haf fun! Suddenly she took Titi's hand, to dance wif her. Titi was like, "No, no thank u!" I pushed Ana towards her, and her gurlfren pulled me!!! Hahaha~ Had no choice! So i danced to the dancefloor, and the caucasian was like "Wow, juz look at dat! Check out her ass!" Hahaha~ The 4 of us showed our moves, enough to attract some guys ard us. She kept pushing dem away, shouting "Gurls only!" By 3am, we headed back to our rm, after a drink. Couldnt sleep much wif all the snorings, wun say names! Hehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Free buffet breakfast the next morning was filling! Chose fried rice, wif sambal sotong and lots of cute sausages, from the varieties. By 11am, off for retail therapy. Headed to KLCC, Berjaya Times Sq (where my baby was invited to perform his Capoeira skills in front of the crowd), most of the Bukit Bintang area, streets of Masjid India, Petaling Street, by the KL Monorail or LRT. Shopped for a new pair of shoes, a Mango case meant for my Digi, catchy tops wif phrases (my fav), a sweater, necklaces, watches, cigarette box, some souveniors for my colleagues and frens.. All dat till 12 am!!! *gosh* Our feet aching, begging for forgiveness! Dat nite, Ana, Titi &amp; Feroz went to club again.. Me &amp;amp; my baby? Cant resist our beauty sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The last day of the trip, we checked out at 12pm, took our lunch, had some last minute shopping and headed hme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/CrazyFrog1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ThE cRaZy FrOg *&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Twistperm1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My HaIr-TwIn *&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Witch1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ThE sOoOo FrEnLy CaUcAsIaN *&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;More pixies in my Fotopages~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thanks guys, for making it happen!!! Luv y'all~ Hmmmm~ Mite wanna try Bangkok next time round.. Any takers..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113467043590561206?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113467043590561206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113467043590561206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-been-quite-some-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113406100173540906</id><published>2005-12-09T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:52:00.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey, i'd be off to KL tomoro~ *yeay* But i heard Petaling Street is closed, due to a raid. Damn, juz wen i thot i wanna get some old skool stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im at werk now, so stressed up. Awaiting for Efny for a smoke break. Wen im back on Monday, dere will be a stupid conference call. Involving the management.. *arghhh* Trying my best to prepare evrything asap, so i wont haf to think so much wen im away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/Werk_Stress.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my frens called me a werkaholic. I'd stil be werking even wen im damn sick. My baby said IBM shares will drop wen im not werking! *LOL* I took 3 MCs so far tho, within dis 10 mths, but dats not bcos im sick actuali. More of like i need take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif Nadya, Jay &amp;amp; Adek, wif my baby juz now. Nadya look so much betta! Tho she lost some weight~ Its nice to see her beautiful smile again. Gonna miz her dis weekend! Hmmm~ Wat shld i get for her in KL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for my long awaited smoke break now! Haf a nice weekend ya all~! I noe i sure will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113406100173540906?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113406100173540906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113406100173540906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-id-be-off-to-kl-tomoro-yeay-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Icons/th_Werk_Stress.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113382070423679310</id><published>2005-12-06T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:52:47.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its been a very long and hard day. So many things happening, too much to handle in one freaking day. My beloved sis, met wif an accident. Met up wif her at NUH A&amp;E. I saw her in pain, i feel her pain. Shes the only one in the family im closest to, eva since my late brother passed away 5 yrs ago. Shes been goin thru hell dese few weeks, and now dis! Gosh, wat wrong has she eva done? Shes an angel, always looking after us. If only life could gif her a break and show some leniency.. &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Stress.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif Nadya &amp;amp; Ana too. Nadya was kinda lost. Troubled. Puffied eyes. Shes been tearing. Read her blog. Wanted to cry too.. Wish i could help more. She has to straighten things out soon. I dun wan to see her go on like dis. Dun wori darling, i'd be here, like i always am. Supporting whicheva steps u take, whicheva decisions u make. Hope to c u smile again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/NadyaEila1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Allah, pls take deir pain away. Pls do not inflict any more than wat dey haf gone thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin home soon. Looking forward to see my darling Titi sleeping soundly. Looking forward to hear Nadya's cheery voice again. Looking forward to a betta tomoro~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113382070423679310?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113382070423679310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113382070423679310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-very-long-and-hard-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113373071604641166</id><published>2005-12-05T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:53:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's 5 am. Been trying to get some sleep since 1am! Gosh~! Still cant tho. *erkkk* Decided to edit my background pic. Did it in just a few minutes. Well, its easy wen u haf the rite software~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wat do u think of it..? Its plain &amp;amp; simple. Juz like me~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Pumpkin_Winking.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113373071604641166?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113373071604641166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113373071604641166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-5-am.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113356204885767388</id><published>2005-12-03T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:54:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;&lt;-- LEO WOMAN --&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She will stand out of the crowd on the street. Leo woman is normally tall or rather tall. You will hardly see a short thick woman. When she walks, she walks like a queen, confident and does not look around, though as if there is no one around her. She will dress in her own style, not according to fashion. She is confident of what she choose to wear. Do not buy cheap clothes where they sell in dozen for her as a gift, she will hate it. Also do not buy clothes that do not reflect her confident personality. She likes unique and strange clothes and accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Being different is what she loves. If you want to know her, take time and be patient because she is selective about people she mingles with. She's open minded, but yet she is not letting people get to close to her easily. She likes sweet words and compliments, but not too much. She smiles with anyone, but inside she thinks she is born to be a leader. She likes to be in control because it is in her nature instinct. She is a graceful woman, and she has a magnetic charisma, so expect tough competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She is a very proud person, so do not do anything to challenge her confidence. She can be mad and act like a hurricane, and later can be like an innocent kitten, but do not fall for her O.K. She remembers everything and likes to cherish her sweet memories. So if you find her old photo albums with her ex-boyfriend or love letters that will make you puke, take it easy. She keeping her sweet memories does not mean she still in love with the old fool, so you do not have to panic. She will have many guys run after her, so if you have advantage of a good x-udground family, or a famous last name, a successful career then it's a plus. She hates to be poor and she thinks love will not pay bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She is a sport type and love sports. If you want to date her, prepare to spend big bucks, for your first dinner with her cannot be a hot dog stand, but better be the best place in town. She is a generous person, so do not be surprised if she give you a gift more expensive than what you gave her. She likes extravaganza, no cheap gift, no cheap dinner please. Being poor or broke make her depress. If you do not have lots of money, be creative and make your own gift for her. It's unique quality and times spending making it for her is a big deal. You can think economical, but do not be cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wow~ Is all dat me..??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Smiley_Ummm.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113356204885767388?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113356204885767388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113356204885767388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/she-will-stand-out-of-crowd-on-street.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113338490087210081</id><published>2005-12-01T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:55:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its one of dose days today. Im having a very3 bad backache.. *argh* But still i headed down to Plaza Sing wif my baby. Met up wif Nadya, Jay, Adek, Dida, Ana &amp; Titi at Cafe Cartel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gez wat? Nadya &amp;amp; Dida bought the Motorola Razor fone~! And its pink ok! Its like soooo cool~! Thot of getting one yesterday, but dey bought it first. But i got to noe dere's not much memory in dere. So im kinda thinkin twice now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/MotorolaRazorPink.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fone im using now is like getting from bad to worse~! *errrrk* The menu button is spoilt! Cant type a msg, cant play my games, cant view my galla, cant even set an alarm ok! Gosh, i seriously need a new fone! &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Smiley_Damn.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for a smoke break now. Planning to go home early today, wanna get enuff rest for the John Little Sale wif Efny tonite! Shop til we drop! Care to join..? Ring me aite..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113338490087210081?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113338490087210081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113338490087210081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-one-of-dose-days-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113286907121991817</id><published>2005-11-25T05:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:06:28.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its ard 5+ in the morning. And gez wat~! I dun haf anything to do at werk~! Hahahaha~ Im done wif werk today. The US peepz are on Thanksgiving holidays up til next week! *yeay* I managed to clear some of my backlogs. My werkflow is left wif only 2! And mails at 6! Dats like a great achievement. Now im juz awaiting time to fly by and head home~ Woohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Smiley_Yeay.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, i dunno y im excited today. Mayb becos im happy for her. For whu? Efny! Efny's Mat KL is coming to S'pore tomoro~! *yeay* He's dis cool guy, very the Efny's kinda guy. Tall, fair and handsome~ Not fogetting funky! Hahaha~ Dey r gonna meet up, like finally!!! After all te jerks Efny found, she deserves someone much2 betta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I told her once before "Skali jodoh ko ngan dia eh~!" She was like "Ko stop it eh~!" Hahahaha~ Well, whu noes.. I wish her best of luck~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It seems im blogging abt Efny today. Hahahaha~ Juz wanna express how happy i am for u~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_1393a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Btw peepz! I'm going to KL on the 9th till 11th of December! *yeay* Just cant wait! Well actuali we juz managed to confirm the date. We havent even booked the hotel, or bus tix! Baby, cuber expedite eh~! Hehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gtg now, my teamlead will be back soon.. Have a great weekend y'all~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Smiley_Weekend.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113286907121991817?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113286907121991817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113286907121991817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-ard-5-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113262527062360445</id><published>2005-11-22T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:58:17.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reali2 had loads of fun on our Hari Raya outing~!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hirok-Pikoks for making it happen~&lt;br /&gt;Luv ya all!!!&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed it, too bad!&lt;br /&gt;Mayb next year ya!&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_1453a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pix in my Fotopages~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113262527062360445?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113262527062360445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113262527062360445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/11/reali2-had-loads-of-fun-on-our-hari.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17203226.post-113219815453440287</id><published>2005-11-17T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T06:05:59.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its been 2 days since i saw her. Only God noes how much i miz her. She's been quiet, too quiet in fact. Ive been tearing wen she refused to answer my kols. Been tearing wen she didnt reply to my msgs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I cant take it no more! *arghhhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It hurts to noe shes out dere, and i cant be dere for her. She's shattering and deeply torn. If only i can take her pain away. I wouldnt wan to see her cry. Wouldnt wan to see her sad. Wouldnt wanna see her big frenly smile go to waste..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I luv her dearly. Too dearly i wouldnt trade her for anything in this world or beyond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No one can eva take her place in my heart. Shes been dere for me since God noes wen. Helped me right my wrongs. Took care of me like a baby. Neva once haf i felt dis lost with her ard. Gosh, if u only knew how much u mean to me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanna noe how ure doing. I wanna noe how i can help. If u cry, i wanna cry along wif u. I wanna be ur pillar of strength dere after. Ive lost my one &amp; only fav brother, i wouldnt wanna lose u too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dear Titi, please kol me soon. Im missing u deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/IMG_1248a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17203226-113219815453440287?l=miss-icez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113219815453440287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17203226/posts/default/113219815453440287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-icez.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-been-2-days-since-i-saw-her.html' title=''/><author><name>MiSs IcEz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00107335690201697849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a49/miss-icez/Eila2.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
