<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:45:25.948+08:00</updated><category term='Fastest finger (='/><category term='shopping urges'/><category term='Well-deserved break'/><category term='Love Story'/><category term='a mass update'/><title type='text'>if u're not the one for me.. then who is?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-3033966998310468325</id><published>2008-06-14T23:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:48:03.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a mass update'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, the purpose of this post is to update my life.. Not so much about readers reading it but more like me remembering that these were the memories i had when i was my current age.. Haha. So that, perhaps, when i look back 10 years down the road, i can reminisce some of the interesting thing that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall let the pictures do the talking (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPo7AuOizI/AAAAAAAAABc/It8ZS7SCk1Y/s1600-h/peter+gade+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPo7AuOizI/AAAAAAAAABc/It8ZS7SCk1Y/s320/peter+gade+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211765294301612850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; a photo with my all time fav badminton player- PETER GADE! &lt;br /&gt;Yes. i m a die hard fan of his and i dont care if he has lost to Lee Chong Wei in the semi. It really DOES NOT matter because i just believe in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPqBZj8MPI/AAAAAAAAABk/qFRNqnl2MBs/s1600-h/xie+zhongbo+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPqBZj8MPI/AAAAAAAAABk/qFRNqnl2MBs/s320/xie+zhongbo+%26+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211766503560196338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xie Zhongbo n my baby. aiyo.. he was so dao lar.. didnt really want to take the photo with us but cannot blame him cox we went to disturb him after he lost his game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFP0oAFyAvI/AAAAAAAAACk/v9z85jha5og/s1600-h/SDC10207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFP0oAFyAvI/AAAAAAAAACk/v9z85jha5og/s320/SDC10207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211778161853989618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; stupid boy ( i still love him) n his double choco frappe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFP0opIV8bI/AAAAAAAAACs/LRef-mNA_ok/s1600-h/SDC10208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFP0opIV8bI/AAAAAAAAACs/LRef-mNA_ok/s320/SDC10208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211778172870586802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; me with my new braces and my long white..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPt8aR3P6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/3sTOD387tYA/s1600-h/SDC10193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPt8aR3P6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/3sTOD387tYA/s320/SDC10193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211770815899975586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; the above is what your bf happily enjoys when u just have your braces on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv7aGBKkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RDSiBoyRThE/s1600-h/SDC10192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv7aGBKkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RDSiBoyRThE/s320/SDC10192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211772997693680194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; and.. this is what u get to "enjoy" while your love gets to enjoy the former.. but it's ok. it's for a better (as in beautiful) future &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv7xOozkI/AAAAAAAAACE/SFf-_xWJjX4/s1600-h/SDC10195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv7xOozkI/AAAAAAAAACE/SFf-_xWJjX4/s320/SDC10195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211773003903848002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Haha.. random picture. it's supposed to be me and ambert lying side by side. my nerd-looking poohs (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv8lOZk9I/AAAAAAAAACU/xPic43p7548/s1600-h/SDC10222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv8lOZk9I/AAAAAAAAACU/xPic43p7548/s320/SDC10222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211773017861493714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; this is the next level of porridge.. ok, it's a lie. i spent more than 1/2hr to finish the burger alone and i nearly choked on it. damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv89hQjpI/AAAAAAAAACc/IudpWbmg63M/s1600-h/gradpic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPv89hQjpI/AAAAAAAAACc/IudpWbmg63M/s320/gradpic1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211773024383045266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; And finally... my graduation photo.. i'm at the extreme right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-3033966998310468325?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/3033966998310468325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=3033966998310468325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/3033966998310468325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/3033966998310468325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-purpose-of-this-post-is-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/SFPo7AuOizI/AAAAAAAAABc/It8ZS7SCk1Y/s72-c/peter+gade+n+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-700166367584839095</id><published>2008-03-01T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:29:07.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fastest finger (='/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeeeee... i can 81 words in a min. HAHA. How cool is that? I was only able to type like 65 words in the beginning but after several tries, i managed to type 81 words. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;81 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;speed/'&gt;http://10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed&lt;/a&gt; test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-700166367584839095?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/700166367584839095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=700166367584839095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/700166367584839095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/700166367584839095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2008/03/weeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-2088802050389561672</id><published>2008-02-20T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:18:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As u might have noticed, i havent blogged for donkey years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, u just cant blame me for it because i'm a really busy person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But busy with what, u might ask. Well, LOADS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Before my school officially come to a closure, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was REALLY BUSSSSSSSY with my projects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Of course, i was. Why would i not be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So, you supposed i would be a tad more free? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;NAH! i was busy &lt;u&gt;reading! &lt;/u&gt;Yes! I was! I really enjoy reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can easily finish a book within 24hrs. No joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, apart from reading, i had to accompany my bf. He was having his exams and yah. Being the good wife i have always been, i have to give him all my support right? You bet it's true! I stayed up during the nights when he stayed up. Most of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway, i'm really happy now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Because, i've lost weight ever since i was ill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I mean, it's not that it's any news since i fall sick ever so often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But i lost like 2 kgs! Permanently i would say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No signs of retrieving the weight i used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's worth celebrating. Not with food though. Just cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All right, back to the gist of today's post. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Went to watch p.s. I love you today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Really touching movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As in the things which Gerry did for Holly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I mean, that's the focal point of the entire story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;U dont have to care what Holly did which was unethical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but u just FOCUS on what Gerry did for her. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Unfortunately, my dear boy couldnt accept the fact that&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Holly made love to William. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He just couldnt and i mean &lt;u&gt;COULDNT&lt;/u&gt; bear the scene for even a sec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He thought it was an outrageous thing to do since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Holly seemed so in love with Gerry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Although it is true to a great extend, it does not really matter right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;This show is supposed to be about what Gerry did for Holly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was really touching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My heart melted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but tears were waiting to roll down my cheeks but unfortunately, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i fought it back quite well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I mean, i m not totally heartless or void of emotions but this is just a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In my opinion, it's just not real life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Of course i will cry over the loss of someone but not over a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm not saying that girls who cry over a movie are losers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Because of this, i had a row with ambert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I wasnt imposing my thoughts on anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I just said it is stupid to cry over a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;AS IN, i will feel stupid if i cry over a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;That does not mean that if anyone else cries over this movie, they are stupid.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DO U GET IT PEOPLE?! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On a lighter note, go and catch that movie. It's quite worth it, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-2088802050389561672?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/2088802050389561672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=2088802050389561672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/2088802050389561672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/2088802050389561672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-u-might-have-noticed-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-4800660988683451995</id><published>2007-12-18T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:36:40.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Have u ever thought about what boredom can lead to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well, here's what happened today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A couple went to Starbucks to have some coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;After ordering their coffee, they were pretty bored and the guy suggested reading magazine. Shortly after, they decided that playing tic tac toe on a piece of rough paper would be a better choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;They soon got bored of it and went on to play &lt;u&gt;HANGMAN. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yes. I m not joking ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;They came up with all the nonsense words n phrases n were laughing their heads off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit that the girl was really impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;She could guess most of the words without much effort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The guy, on the other hand, was slightly weaker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;He needed xtra chance n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;being the nice person she has always been, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the girl allowed him an xtension of chance. (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;If it werent for the chance, the guy wouldnt have guessed most of the words correctly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, the guy was sick of the game because he kept losing and suggested that both of them can see who has more knowledge on car brands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Unfortunately, the guy lost to the girl again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Lambogini, Ferrari, Nissan, Suzuki, Toyota, Hyundai, Honda n Opel was the final answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the girl won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It was hilarious watching them throw car brands at each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The guy felt indignant n decided they should challenge each other to see who knows more car models. HAHA. Suzuki swift, Lexus Rx 350, BMW z4, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;They were competing over every thing possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton players &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian names &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese names &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurants &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough surfaces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It was so stupid but trust me, it really costed a hell load of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Every second of their time was well utilized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the couple was none other than Nanny tina(myself) n Yoda the yoga instructor (Ambert) =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couples who are bored, may resort to this game. It's really fun, i tell u. &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/30557777-4800660988683451995?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/4800660988683451995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=4800660988683451995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/4800660988683451995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/4800660988683451995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-u-ever-thought-about-what-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-1932482652618378375</id><published>2007-10-19T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:17:40.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Went jogging with a special friend (u know who u r) today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Apparently, only jogged for 35mins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Couldnt continue jogging cox suddenly felt a throbbing pain in my cervics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Haha. What to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I haven't gone for my ultrasound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It will be done in Nov. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hope they dont tell me i have womb cancer. (=. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Point is, i jogged today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hope i can lose 2 more kgs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Really. I just need to lose 2 more kgs n i will be contented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I dont need to be grey skinny but at least i want to be labeled skinny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Stop telling me i m skinny enough already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;U dont see the same reflection i see in my mirror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;U dont feel the fat layers i have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So u dont knw how fat i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And u do not knw how big size i appear to be when i stand beside my bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 2 kgs &lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt; make a big difference to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Just 2 more kgs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I promise my weight loss will not affect my performance in badminton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, hope that i can jog at least once a week and play badminton thrice a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Should at least exercise 4 times a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have full faith in my knee and back- they will not give up on me. they will never give way. &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/30557777-1932482652618378375?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/1932482652618378375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=1932482652618378375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/1932482652618378375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/1932482652618378375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-jogging-with-special-friend-u-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-5771795830205286617</id><published>2007-10-07T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:53:11.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to ME! Happy birthday to ME-EEEE! Happy birthday to mE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very pleasant birthday. Yes. It was indeed a splendid birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i cant say that it was the best birthday celebration i have ever had because my boy will be very very upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest,&lt;br /&gt;it was really one of the best celebrations i have had&lt;br /&gt;apart from the celebration i had with my boy last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before meeting my friends in the evening, i went for a hair-cut.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out fantabulous! (a pity i didnt take any photos to show you)&lt;br /&gt;I really liked my hair. (= And i feel so much lighter because it is short.&lt;br /&gt;I hated my long hair because i felt warm all the time, esp on days where the sun is scorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;So, it was a pleasant start for a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And as a birthday treat... i bought myself a pair of open-toes shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for steamboat and movie with my badminton kakis- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, ambert, yuchern, louis, kaiwei, victor, nson, tze xian, felix, boon koon, jingjing, bingkeong, jiayao, christina, elizabeth, grace, alfred&amp;amp; kaixiang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really touched. Other than Elaine, Darsh &amp;amp; Rongyao, all my other coms turned up for the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. It's nice being the president because people remember your birthday and give u face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine 18 of us eating steamboat together.&lt;br /&gt;That's like a huge number.&lt;br /&gt;I've never tried eating steamboat with so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we did not share 1 cooker. We had 3 steamboat cooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i had veggies, fish and a few prawns, most of all, the soup (=.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, i had some maggie mee.&lt;br /&gt;It was surprisingly delicious. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;Victor said we should eat till our hearts' content since we paid $15.&lt;br /&gt;The way he put it was so amusing, i couldnt help laughing at the thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through, i needed to visit the washroom so my baby went with me.&lt;br /&gt;(Obviously not the same toilet that we went.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we thought we needed to have the food inside our stomach digested,&lt;br /&gt;so, we went to have a round of DAYTONA!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! He challenged me to DAYTONA and i won him 4 games out of the 5 games we played yesterday. (We were so bored cox we arrived early and the rest were not there yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, i AM so much better in Daytona than u r, baby. Just admit it ok? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back, they were STILL eating.&lt;br /&gt;My god! Nson, Tze xian n the 2 BKs really can eat.&lt;br /&gt;We started eating from 6.30 and they only stopped eating at 8.40?&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I was the first to give up n not YC.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know she can eat SO MUCH! n she ate alot of meat.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;She eats so much yet she's so skinny. I'm Jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After steamboat, 14 of us went for our movies at bugis shaw cinema. A pity yc &amp;amp; louis, kaiwei&amp;amp;victor didnt join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught the movie by Aaron kwok- C+ Detective. No complains about the threatre. It was average but the show was not all that fantastic. Not worth the $9.50, though nson treated both ambert n me to the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was dry in the middle and it had alot of sudden sound effect.&lt;br /&gt;It did not feel like a thriller-/horror kind of movie when it was rated SUPER-NATURAL.&lt;br /&gt;I admit i was scared by the sound effect because i wasnt prepared for a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;I went in in hope to watch a movie that's exciting/exciting not SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;If i were to rate this movie, i'll just give it 2 out of 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were ready to go home after the movies and we parted.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, Alfred Lee called us to gather outside the box office to take a group photo.&lt;br /&gt;Duhs. N guess what. Jiayao brought out his camera.&lt;br /&gt;Not the digital kind of camera ok! It's the kind which professionals use!&lt;br /&gt;Siao siao.&lt;br /&gt;The flash was solid and hence, i assume my eyes were closed at the point the photos were snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i get the photo, i will post it here. (=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you know, i m not a cam whore so i did not take any photos apart from the group photo we had.  That's all i have about my birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you YC n Louis for the white chocolates and the rest of my badminton kakis for the Creative Mp3. Really love my prezzies. Of course, thank you my love for the bag and my digital camera to-be. Also, thank you all for the pleasant birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: sch is reopening and i really dread it. the last sem, the critical sem. sighs. stress has begun building up in me!&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/30557777-5771795830205286617?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/5771795830205286617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=5771795830205286617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/5771795830205286617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/5771795830205286617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-to-me-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-8845475682943994818</id><published>2007-09-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:09:04.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do u know what is so fulfilling abt working in an infant care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAHA. Bet u dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For me, having babies fall asleep in your arms is really a rewarding feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, it makes me feel that my arms are safe and comfortable to fall asleep in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I mean, yes, the babies may be so sleepy that they do not care where they fall asleep in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUT NO. Babies do choose whose arms they want to fall asleep in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If u're someone they are not comfortable with, they wouldnt even let you go near them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, having my sweet little reagan fall asleep in my arms everyday is a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha. I always feel so proud when i know that he's asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Though it is really difficult to make a baby sleep because you have to be standing and some babies really tortures u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They refuse to be carried a certain way that is more comfortable for you and they need you to move about as u pat them to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At the end of the day, i think it is worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;However, i think it's going to be really tiring to make your own baby sleep EVERY single night or during their bedtime for that matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha. It's a good training for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The only thing i still resist doing is changing diapers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Once in a while, i do change diapers for some children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUT, when the babies poo, i really dont knw how to go abt cleaning them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, i would call for help. Haha. Loser i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUT HEY! I'm not even a mother yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not that i will wait till i become a mother before i learn how to change the baby's diaper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and it's not that i do not know how to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's just that, i dont want to do it just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have been fortunate enough because my collegues do not make me clean the babies when they poo. I just have to change the diapers for children who have wet diapers. (= Lucky me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, though work is enjoyable, i find myself really exhausted these days.  I wake up early almost every morning for 2 weeks already. I m totally worn out now. I just hope that i can get more SLEEP! Sleep is really what i desperately need now. Hence, i shall end my blog here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BY THE WAY, Ambert Ng, i love u ok. Dont say i didnt post anything about u. I love u and i miss u. Look forward to tomorrow's game.(despite the fact tat i have to get up real early) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TATA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-8845475682943994818?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/8845475682943994818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=8845475682943994818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/8845475682943994818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/8845475682943994818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-u-know-what-is-so-fulfilling-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-6708281292808389365</id><published>2007-09-15T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T21:42:28.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have the sudden urge to blog so yes, i am going to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;Have been feeling rather edgy lately and down on my luck too. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the sight of my results simply kills me. MY GOSH. CAN U IMAGINE?!?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5 for GPA. All C+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I've never scored so badly my 2 years in Ngee Ann.&lt;br /&gt;MY GOSH! My lowest was 2.9 sth, close to 3.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate yr 3 sem 1 because it was made up of nth but projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;abhor projects&lt;/u&gt; because i M bad at it.&lt;br /&gt;That means, i prefer exams to projects since i m more the EXAM kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;Of course i tend to get anxiety attacks during exams.&lt;br /&gt;AR! DAMN! How am i going to face NCSS?&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to send my results to them.&lt;br /&gt;I think they probably look at me as the scholar with the lousiest result?&lt;br /&gt;Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, congrats to my baby for passing all his modules. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to study hard next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more procrastinating!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U have promised me so u better keep to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, i will break all the promises i've made to u. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of anxiety attacks, i have been getting it very often and that's also the 2nd reason as to y i say i m down on my luck.&lt;br /&gt;I will feel anxious all of a sudden and find myself at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;I think i should just go to a doctor and get some tranquilizer?&lt;br /&gt;Myb that will do the job?&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds serious but it is &lt;strong&gt;that serious&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Myb someone can help me or provide me an answer to y it happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i've been getting aches here and there. &lt;strong&gt;head-ache, spine-ache, back-ache knee-ache, arm-ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds weird? My migraine is back again. hais.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was gone for good but no, it isnt. It's back for good!&lt;br /&gt;N my spine?&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a thousand needles pricking me or the feeling of being electricuted?&lt;br /&gt;Just dont knw how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;My back? The usual. Lower back pain all the time, esp when period's near.&lt;br /&gt;Knee-ache? Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Rheumatism(sp)&lt;br /&gt;I can simply forget about standing up immediately after i have sat down for more than 30 mins. Well. arm-ache because i have to carry babies all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful aint i? At a tender age of 19, i am getting all the ache.&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine when i'm old enough for all these ailments?&lt;br /&gt;I think my badminton "career" will probably end in my late twenties or early thirties.&lt;br /&gt;Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love badminton too much to give it up at such early age. But i cant give up badminton NOW to recuperate as well. Not that it'll be of much use?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i m rather sleepy now. Shall continue the next time i have the urge to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-6708281292808389365?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/6708281292808389365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=6708281292808389365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/6708281292808389365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/6708281292808389365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-sudden-urge-to-blog-so-shall-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-9163869725262704770</id><published>2007-09-08T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:41:16.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For the sake of my avid fans, i shall be nice and BLOG. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OH! That's nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know i seriously do not have many fans who visit my blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i just need to come up with an excuse to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So.. the past few weeks have been FULFiLLING. Yes, of course it had been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I slept till my heart's content most of the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I work diligently everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I make it an effort to force myself to exercise on alternate days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I go for driving every once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I play badminton every sat and sun almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Most importantly, i spend time with my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yes! How can my life not be fulfilling? I spend my time so wisely and i m really proud of myself. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Speaking of work, i think i really have a bunch of good collegues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I mean, with them around, work is so much more enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I seriously think that childcare caregivers SHOULD have good collegues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because we all know that kids being kids, are alway wrecking havoc-trying so hard to make our lives miserable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, thank god my collegues are friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I enjoy working with them- each and everyone of them, even my boss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Collegues are as close as families, environment is conducive and the babies, though irritating, adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember i mentioned having a few china teachers in my previous post? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They are simply terrific! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guess, that's the difference between china people who have stayed in Singapore long enough/have spouses who are Singaporeans and china people who just came to Singapore and who are still trying to adapt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;China people who have stayed here long enough or have spouses who are Singaporean are accustomed to the life here and therefore, they behave like any of us apart from their chinese slang. Whereas, the latter is still very much attached to their country and they behave like a typical mainland-er? No offence but it's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apart from the collegues, i love the children there. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Especially the babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I often get the urge to give birth to 1 or perhaps a pair of twins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think it will be more exciting if i were to take care of my own child(s) since i enjoy looking after others' children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No? Haha. I wont know until i try it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(p.s. Kaiwen, if u see this, dont be shocked ok? i wont give birth just yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, i intend to give birth when i'm 24 or 25? Yah. thereabout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Therefore, i'm getting married at the age of say 22 or 23? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will give birth after my bachelor degree and i will study my Masters after i give birth.&lt;br /&gt;How's that possible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of child= full time, studying= part time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How then is that impossible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know some of u are thinking that i'm ridiculous. Why marry so early and give birth so early? Well, everybody has their own set of beliefs and ways of living their life. I am writing this in my blog because i want to remember what i have set as my goals when i was at the age i am today. At least when i look back 10 years down the road, i can see if my goals have been fulfiled. OR! if i happen to lose my memory someday, this is something i can look at to refresh my memories? It is not to show off anything or meant to make a fool of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, kaiwen, izzy, jas, jean and yihui, be prepared for my wedding ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dont get a shock of ur life when u receive a wedding invitation card 4 years later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or myb earlier because i will get engaged after my love graduate from poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All these are made possible because i know i have found the one i love (Ambert), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just as Jas has found Mark and Kaiwen-Joey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If u all dont mind, we can hold our weddings tgt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. That was meant to be a joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I strongly believe that people who think that i am ridiculous are the ones who havent found their true love and are jealous of people who have found their. Trust me. 20 years down the road, i'll still be talking about the same guy i am talking about, should i still blog then. I am very certain that i'm spending the rest of my life with my love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all for today and thank you for your attention. &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/30557777-9163869725262704770?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/9163869725262704770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=9163869725262704770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/9163869725262704770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/9163869725262704770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-sake-of-my-avid-fans-i-shall-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-1751007610163282297</id><published>2007-08-14T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:06:01.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping urges'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;BLOG BLOG BLOG! i must BLOG!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was my first day at work. It was too bad. I mean, how bad can a first day be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Besides, i m working in a childcare center and that shouldnt be too different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HA! that's a lie. It was rather different because i was working with the rather young ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The eldest is only like 3 years old? GOSH. all the babies around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I have always believe that the younger the child, the harder to control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;BECAUSE, u dont even knw if they can understand your instructions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyway, i managed to survive that 5 hours which seemed like a thousand years to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Gd thing the staffs were nice though not the exceptionally friendly kind but at least &lt;u&gt;nice&lt;/u&gt; on my first day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was really afraid they would give me the XIA MA WEI to scare me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I did hear from a friend of mine that that center isnt that good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;She didnt mention what is so not good about the center. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;She just told me to try it out before i come back to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It really scared me a little. Let's just see how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyway, it's just 2 months. I can make it through. I have full faith in myself. (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about xia ma wei.. i think i didnt give the kids there a xia ma wei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sighs. They must have thought i am some pushover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;They didnt listen to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Or maybe, they just didnt know who i was and what i was doing there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So they couldnt be bothered with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though they are annoying, some of them are REALLY cute, i tell u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I mean, how UN-cute can babies (infants,toddlers, playgroup) be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm sorry but i really have to say that the caucasian babies are super duper adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I m not being biased or what.. but caucasian babies are USUALLY very cute.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;they often have big eyes (blue/green) and the way they toddle is so cute.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ok. I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everything about them is so adorable and everything about children of other countries is just not as adorable. No. that's of course not what i mean.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;That's absolutely not true!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did i mention that this is a multinational childcare i am in? Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There are korean kids, japanese kids, caucasian kids and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And there is this really cute korean kid as well. I couldnt really get his name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's so unusual and as u all know, china teachers really cant pronounce names very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, u cant blame me for not remembering a cute boy's name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Forget to mention that the teachers there are mostly from china. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I think it's pretty weird to have china teachers in a multi-national childcare? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;U've misunderstood me again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm seriously not trying to ostracize china teachers because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;these few teachers i have met are considerably good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;As in, their spoken english. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;They can't say fluent, full sentences but at least they know words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;which is good enough if you're communicating with little ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, i do admire them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the really kawaii korean kid. He looks so like MARK! My gosh. Serious. Jasmine Chong! He looks totally like your beloved bf! I couldnt believe my eyes when i first took notice on him. I was practically smiling to myself and thinking how cute mark would have looked when he was younger. Or myb, he doesnt look like this when he was younger, i dont know and i wont know. But 1 thing is for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE REALLY LOOK LIKE MARK JUNIOR! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jasmine! r u sure that's not your son? LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haha.. Random. I hope that mth end will come soon because i want to go on a shopping spree. That urge is building up in me AGAIN. What's worse is, i SAW so many gorgeous apparels the day before. I was literally drooling ok! Kept telling myself to hold back that urge till month end.. Please, just let each day past an inch faster? I m dying to shop. =( It would also be nice if god can send some money down before mth end? Haha. Not hell notes though. =X I know it's like the hungry ghost festival but MYB "they" cant read what i'm saying? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! SHUT UP ZANEL! U're IRRITATING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Whatever it is, i wish that time can past just a little bit faster. Myb not that little bit but at least faster than usual PLEASSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/p&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/30557777-1751007610163282297?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/1751007610163282297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=1751007610163282297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/1751007610163282297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/1751007610163282297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-blog-blog-i-must-blog-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-8130715957583234627</id><published>2007-08-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:54:00.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Well-deserved break'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Let me see.. it has been 2 mths plus since i last blogged. That's considerably LOOOONNNNNGGGGG.... Haha. my gosh. I havent had time to blog since attachment started. Well! to be honest, that was a lie. If u readers have noticed, i havent been blogging that often ever since god-knows-when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ok. So, i finally had my well-deserved break the day before. AND! i went out with my new found love! HAHAHA! Went to vivo with my dearest yihui. For? Hais. We commited the most sinful crime we ever should have. and that was....... FEASTING! oh pls forgive us for lacking in discipline. There goes our jian fei ji hua! tsk tsk! NVM! i will be going gym tmr! I will make sure i get up and go to gym tmr.. Otherwise, i'll burn in hell. (= Anyway, had great fun with her.. all the laughters we've had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710170357409650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/Rrsm5XtGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OkB6mcubmTs/s320/CIMG1699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bus 166. We both agreed that the camera was too near because there were 2 girls sitting in front of us and we couldnt have stretched any further. It was a long journey. Longer than i have expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;When we arrived at vivo, we were searching high n low for a POSB bank. We waited for what seemed like years n were told that DBS bank was the right bank to go to since yihui's company chq was by DBS bank! OH SHUCKS! Eventually, we gave up and decided to head to KIM GARY first. u didnt hear me wrong. It's indeed KIM GARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096711574811715458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/RrsoLHtGJ4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QQXFHiFscco/s320/CIMG1701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;There u have it! i was busily scrabbling on the feedback form &amp; she so wanted to take a snap of me. so ugly! looked like i was half aslp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096711944178902930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/RrsogntGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/L6SK4RNAn1Q/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wah lau.. It looks so damn delicious but no more KIM GARY for the next 2 mths. It's so FATTENING! Forget about the calories. Uncountable.. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096712609898833826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/RrspHXtGJ6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/4vv32Rw51t0/s320/beforeeating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize that all my friends love to take photos before they start eating. Haha. Christians have table grace and zanel's friends have table pose. (no offence!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;After our lunch, we headed to DBS bank since she wanted to get her pay n use it to shop. HAha. thank god. i resisted all temptations to shop. haha. actually, there werent any clothes that were to my likings so there werent any so-called temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! she claimed her pay and she so wanted to go shopping. But before that, she thought that taking some photos was essential. Haha.. So there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096715401627576242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/Rrsrp3tGJ7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/yDU6HVFqXnM/s320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; All that fanciful faces.. Oops. Pose i mean. I look so not nice in long hair! Damn. i need a haircut!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096715629260842946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/Rrsr3HtGJ8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/H9f7dwRWV8o/s320/CIMG1713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'm pulling its ears only because i knw too well that i wouldnt have the guts to pull a real moo moo's ears! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096715809649469394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/RrssBntGJ9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ncmEEActg0E/s320/CIMG1714.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Haha.. she posed beside the moo moo due to the same reason i had for pulling its ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So that was the photo shots we had. We moved on to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;1) River Island. There was simply nothing i was interested in. not even the accessories which my dear was so attracted too. Haha. No doubt it was cheap but nah.. not my cup of tea. N hey.. i wasnt bored or anything, just felt tired after the meal. Typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;2) Forever 21. Tried on 1 jacket/coat. I took size M but it looked big on me so decided that it shouldnt be in my shopping basket. I didnt really like it. Just wanted to try it for &lt;u&gt;FUN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;3) Topshop. Went there to try 2 tops but didnt like them either. Off they went to their shelves. My dear didnt get anything as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;4) Pull n Bear. Tried on yet another top but nah. My dear on the other hand, made a huge achievement. she bought!! 2 tops. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;5) Zara. Went in there n came out empty-handed. yes. both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;6) Espirit. I saw 1 top i really liked but haha.. it cost like $129. n we walked out of the shop without any hesitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;7) Mango.. nth nice there. haha.. honestly, n-o-t-h-i-n-g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;8) topshop followed by zara because my dearest wanted to find her tube. she didnt want to give up until she finds it. haha. she didnt find it ultimately. but at least.. she bought herself a pair of leggings from zara. i m pretty sure she was really pleased with her findings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;9) TOASTBOX! haha.. finally! after a few hrs of walk, we got to sit down and rest our legs.. we had my yuan yang n her teh-C. she ordered sth she wasnt even sure of. so weird~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096724064576612322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/RrsziHtGJ-I/AAAAAAAAABE/g_K_Imn-OkQ/s320/CIMG1720.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;very dim lighting. if u realize! my face is always being cut off halfway. grrrrrrrrrrr.. u no skill leh yihui! humphs. Haha. just kidding lar. my face too big.. cant cover the whole face. what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Met my dearest hubby and the 3 of us headed to AMK hub because yihui so wanted to get her TUBE! n thanks to her desire, we took a super duper long journey back. almost 2hrs i can gladly say. 2 hrs is so dumb long can! on the bus, we did alot of stupid things. trust me. we went totally bonkers and laughed like mad. Apparently, ambert was deeply aslp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Evidence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096725202742945778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/Rrs0kXtGJ_I/AAAAAAAAABM/DAD93q3uGmo/s320/Picture5.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;No response from him in spite of covering his mouth for 3 times just to get the nicest shot. Ambert! that's how u look whenever u fall aslp on the bus. SO UNGLAM! u shuld thank me for covering ur mouth to take the 2nd shot. actually, i've done my part as a gf. i ALWAYS close ur lips tgt for u whenever u fall aslp with ur mouth wide open. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*baby. this isnt meant to embarrass u.. just playing with u. hope u dont mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;After disturbing my dearest log, we were so bored and took stupid photos. Towards the last 45mins of the journey, yihui went 100% mad and started behaving like a retard. She hit me like thrice lar. Poor me. i was like holding my bladder and there she was trying to entertain herself. Ba zi ji de kuai le jian li zai bie ren de tong ku shang. tsk tsk. ni qu si bah! =P when we finally arrived at amk hub, i chiong-ed to the toilet to relieve myself (sounds crude but nth but the truth) and my dear found her beloved tube. We went home shortly after. (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Conclusions: boredom leads to misbehavior, never drink too much water if u knw u r going to be on a long journey, never open ur mouth wide when u're slping, lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- I HAD LOADS OF FUN!!! -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;There's sth i really want to tell my baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I know that u may find that i'm not the best gf u've ever had because i m not the least bit encouraging and m so not supportive but deep down inside, i do hope that u will do well. that's the most i can offer u. i'm sorry. forgive me for being so useless. jiayou bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-8130715957583234627?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/8130715957583234627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=8130715957583234627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/8130715957583234627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/8130715957583234627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/08/let-me-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gSdx52-T1eU/Rrsm5XtGJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OkB6mcubmTs/s72-c/CIMG1699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-7989930389498940227</id><published>2007-05-31T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:39:54.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hello.. Finally get the chance to really sit down to pen down some events of my life. But i guess, to many, it doesnt exactly matter because it's not like anyone bothers about my life, really. So, i am writing this post purely for my love and me. (= Shall talk about this love story which took place a year ago. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Exactly 1 year ago, on this particular public holiday called the &lt;u&gt;Vesak Day, &lt;/u&gt;2 people from the world's ends acquainted. They have met each other earlier on but never really interacted. Vesak day 2006 was the day their love began to blosom, unknowingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Z, the girl invited the guy, A to school as Z and her other friends had planned to spend their day playing badminton. However, A initially told Z that he couldnt make it because he had to go for some kind of prayers and at that point of time, Z didnt really bothered. Eventually, A told Z that he might be able to turn up after all and so he did. Surprisingly, he arrived earlier than Z and when Z saw him, she was just slightly delighted. Yes. SLIGHTLY. They started off by partnering each other during the games. Ok. All the games, to be precise. Amazingly, they hit it off. They turned out to be the best partners that day. They just coordinated so well that it all seemed like magic- so magical they couldnt believe it themselves. Z found A to be an excellent partner, personally and assumingly, A felt the same way. Apart from the games, they spent most of the time they had that day together. Z started to enjoy A's presence and felt really comfortable with him especially because she felt that he was the only 1 who could feel for her (FYI: Z was actually grieving over the loss of her auntie). &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After the game, Z's friends decided to go for dinner together and A was asked to join them. When they arrived at the place where they decided on, Z wanted to check the buses which she could take home from there and dragged A to go along with her. They were in a world of theirs when Z's friends called out to them. At that very moment, Z held A's hand and ran towards her friends. It was then, her friends teased the both of them and yes, Z and A were both embarrassed to some extend. During dinner, Z was exceptionally worried that A might feel left out and tried to keep him company and made his presence known to her other friends. (not that they do not knw he was there but just to remind her friends) Right! After dinner, A decided to take the same bus as Z and alight somewhere he could switch bus. However, one of Z's friend innocently tagged along and suggested to A that they could go home together since they stay somewhat near. At the bus stop, her friend sat in between the both of them and A tried to ask for Z's number. Obviously, he got her number and he did the silliest thing a person could do. He actually smsed Z when she is just somewhere beside him. They smsed throughout the whole journey, even on the bus when they were right beside each other. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;From that day onwards, they both started smsing and seeing each other more but it was particularly on Vesak Day that their love started to blosom. And if u're still stupid enough not to know who Z and A are, they are none other than Ambert and Zanel, ME! Haha. A very sweet love story isn't it. If u are about to say "NO!", i'm warning u not to. (= Because it's not like i care. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So yes, it has been a year (not exactly because i rem Vesak Day to be much earlier than this yr's). I thought i will not get to see my baby today since he went to study and for the IT show with his friends. It had seriously been a doleful day for me and the worse thing was to have to act nonchalant. I was not okay, really. I really wanted to see him and was exceptionally upset about him giving up on meeting me and going for the IT show until.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HE arrived at my doorstep with a new HP printer. On his face was that familiar smile which i had fallen in love with, a year ago. Baby, i am truly touched. It's the sweetest thing a guy can do and the biggest surprise for me. My spirit was lifted--exuberant is the word to describe how i felt at that point in time. You were the biggest surprise and the best gift, not the printer. I really love you, baby. Nothing will tear us apart, i promise, And 70 years down the road, we will still be as loving as today(not literally). Not even death can do us part and believe me, we are together because we are meant to be. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wo hui yong yuan ai zhe ni de, Sikai!&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/30557777-7989930389498940227?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/7989930389498940227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=7989930389498940227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/7989930389498940227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/7989930389498940227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-6726087061074139616</id><published>2007-02-14T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T22:02:05.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hi all.. i m here to blog again.. Nah.. just want to summarize what i did today.. Hmm.. after resting awhile at my house, we headed for town.. Haha.. Reached there at abt 1+.. So there wasnt much people yet.. U knw, working class r working, students r in sch.. Haha. Initially, i was damn bored.. Wah lau.. really didnt think that we could do anything there lar. We went to the Yonex shop at Fareast and then went off to check out the movies available.. n guess what?! we watched Follow the Law- the movie by Jack Neo. Haha.. i would give it 3.5/5 popcorns. As usual, his movies are based on what he sees in Singapore n its people.. Very well-reflected so i strongly recommend u people to watch it.. Haha. See your true colors.. =X It has a very touching storyline and if u love Fann Wong or if u dislike her, then u should go and watch it. Haha. Can really see the 38 side of her..a very different her.. i cant recall seeing her so spastic in any Tv serials before. [no offence though] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, this year's Valentines' day is considerably memorable. No roses, no surprise.. But it was memorable because it was different from the past Valentines' day i've had. Haha. Anyway, i am unlike the typical girls u see. I do not fancy any flowers, not the big bouquet esp. Though i was really envious to see those bouquets of flowers which the girls in town were holding, i didnt think that i would like that idea. Firstly, i do not like flowers. Secondly, very embarrassing to be carrying a bouquet of flowers around.. I dont knw..  but i just find it embarrassing. I would least want my bf to propose to me with a bouquet of flowers. [so now u knw, Mr Ambert] I dont care how many hundreds of roses r there and hw expensive it cost, i'll just leave it to my bf to hold it. Haha. =X Ok. so what did i get for my Vday.. Haha.. Eyeshadow, eyeliner and ...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *drum roll* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TOOTHBRUSHES!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cool right? u have not?=P Haha.. Yah.. it's stupid i knw but hey, it's special.. Who gets toothbrushes, eye shadow n eyeliner for Vday? I bet no one else except me. I mean, it's practical.. that's what i want. So he just bought them for me. (= hehe.. I love u sweetheart.. n oh yes! before i forget, i was treated to my BELOVED YAMMI Yogurt!!! Haha.. Home-pack again wor... Only my dearest hubby would spend $9.30 on yoghurt for me.. Baby ar baby.. ai si ni le.. n very sorry i didnt get u any gifts.. i wanted to.. but.. i really couldnt find the time to get sth for u.. nvm lar.. i knw u r nt that petty. i'll give u a big present for our 9th mth anniversary alright? Though i was really disappointed that we couldnt find the Hamtaro, i was still glad that we have spent our Vday together. Nw, like i've said, it's not the gift which matters, it's who u spend the day with.. I knw u'll find that Hamtaro for me.. =P so.. i still want it.. U better get it by hook or by crook. AND!!! pls be more Shi-Xiang can.. Wah lau.. Vday leh.. cannot let me win u daytona? damn it! won 1 round, lost 2 round. Hui bu hui zhuo ren de ni? Vday leh!! N u bloody cheater.. if u didnt make me crash, i wouldnt have lose to u can! U loser.. Scared i win u then use such despicable way. PUI! Ok.. but i still love u lar alright.. See u tmr... i miss u.. Bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-6726087061074139616?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/6726087061074139616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=6726087061074139616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/6726087061074139616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/6726087061074139616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-2769099465337646008</id><published>2007-02-14T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:22:50.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok.. I'm finally done with my exams.. YES! like F-I-N-A-L-L-Y. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;However, it doesnt seem to be of any difference. It doesnt feel so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh well, there shouldnt be any difference to begin with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's part n parcel of a student's life isnt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh maybe, excluding the fact that i wont have to hide at home for an entire week to mug and engaging in my self-regulated speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It felt like i was conducting a Lecture in my house, not in the Lecture hall. Haha. It simply felt like i was a lecturer but no, not quite possible- just a student trying to regurgitate her notes. So, my head is still filled with graphics of my mindmaps. If u try to ask me anything about the module which i have had the past few days, i still can remember it. Haha. Yes. I can even tell u which part of my mindmap can u find the ans (provided there is such ans). Anyway, it's over. So i should just quit thinking abt exams and start worrying abt my results.. I am sorry but i am a worry wart just like my dearest KW. Unfortunately, i wont relax till i get my results. So, it's like i spend 1/2 of my hols worrying about my results and my baby's and the other 1/2 really enjoying myself. That's so damn stupid but that's me, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok.. so.... Today is Valentine's day.. Hmm.. but it doesnt feel like 1.. Haha.. It's but just another day isnt it? Everyday is Valentine's day to me as long as i can see my baby boy.. ok.. doesnt have to be Valentine's day.. can be any other festive season.. so long as it's a joyous occasion? n u knw what? my dearest boyfren took the wrong bus to my hse.. Now he's stuck somewhere but i dont knw where n i m damn bored.. I couldnt slp last nite and woke up damn early today.. whatever for? i dont knw. i dont feel tired.. i feel nothing but my migraine.. Anyway, we made no plans for today.. probably go to town for awhile and go someone where. i m not going to stay in town for the whole day because i absolutely hate the crowd.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am sorry. i knw this post is rather random but i feel obliged to post sth.. so yah.. short and bitter.. just waiting for my baby boy to come.. n i have a feeling he will oversleep and end up at ngee ann.. strange feeling i knw but it is possible for him... so yah.. god bless him.. Oh yah.. another thing.. he's going to thailand on Fri. Lucky him.. always get to go on a vacation after his exams.. unlike me.. stucked at home.. Maybe this time i will be able to survive 3 days without him? yah.. maybe.. i didnt get to see him for abt a wk since last wk.. so i have probably got used to missing him.. right... i'm lying.. 3 days without him.. nt even an sms or a phonecall from him.. how will i be able to survive it through? plus this yr's CNY will be super boring.. 3 long days= 36hrs.. oh my gosh.. i'm going to cry.. yah.. actually i dont feel happy today.. but i m trying as much as possible nt to make this post too melancholic u see. I m getting all emo these days.. esp knwing that he is leaving for thailand this fri. haha.. false hope again.. i got it 3 times last wk n another 1 this wk.. I think i m damn vulnerable now.. if he's going to break another bad news, i think i'll go berserk. Anyway, gotta go before he comes.. Bye ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have a wonderful Valentine's day ppl. n also a Happy New Year in advance!!&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/30557777-2769099465337646008?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/2769099465337646008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=2769099465337646008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/2769099465337646008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/2769099465337646008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116710553810472026</id><published>2006-12-26T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:48:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Gd morning world.. Ok. i knw i should be working now but there's really nothing to do at this hr u see. It's pouring outside. YES! POURING. Haha. I think there'll be another round of flood in Singapore again. Haha. It's a rare sight people. I've witnessed the flood that happened just last week. It was totally amusing, i tell u. But, definitely not fun to be caught in that flood. CAN DIE! =/ Oh anyway, X'mas is over. So, i'm here to share the fun i had on Xmas eve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This yr's xmas eve was rather quiet. yah. nth like the xmas eve i have had in the last few yrs. Well, quiet is gd and it is esp gd if u're spending a quiet day with ur love 1 (exactly what i did). i went out with my sweetheart on that day. Haha. It wasnt exactly a quiet night for him cox i keep rambling on and on. He almost couldnt take it and just dumped by the roadside. I mean, it was an xmas eve n there was really no place for us to go since i m so afraid of the crowd. So, we decided that we didnt want to go anywhere near town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We ended up at causeway point and had our dinner there. After which, we thought that we might as well go and get our movie tickets. We have already planned to go to East Coast Beach to catch the sunrise so we thought that watching a midnight show will do the job of killing some time. Eventually, we decided that Parkway Parade was nearer to East Coast and so we went there in hope to catch a movie. HOWEVER, there was no cinema there. Haha. Excellent. So, we wanted to go to KBOX whereby i'll do the singing n he'll do the listening. Smart hor him. But we didnt carry on with that plan eventually as it was too expensive.. Siao.. 1 person $28 +++ leh.. so the +++ u dont knw is hw much de wor. scully it will cost u another $20? Ok. So, at that point in time, i was furious. There seemed to be nothing to do at all. It was then, i started my rambling n sulking. I mean, i was feeling rather lost. I hate unpredictability n myb he couldnt fathom y i hate it that much and we ended up being upset with each other. Oh well. that's us. we bicker/argue all the time but he gets over it quite quickly.. I need a little more coaxing. Haha. Hmm.. what to do.. i'm spoilt. Only he can manage me n ya.. that's y i'm going to stick to him. =P lalalala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Eventually, everything fell into place. we went to catch Death Note II which was at 0030hr n it ended at 0230hr. It didnt feel like 2 hrs as it was a fantabulous show. It's a MUST WATCH!! I love "L". He's so super cute can. Haha.. I shall not reveal any details about the show. If u want, u can catch it urself. *bleah* i'm not going to share with u. yaya. i'm selfish.. but whatever.. i'm being nice.. if i reveal the slightest details of it, the show will lose its value. All i can tell u is that i will give 4 out of 5 popcorns for this show. Hehe. Oh! yah.. Very importantly, the show is in Japanese so if u're someone who cannot watch the show n read the subtitles at the same time, then u better not waste ya money. Lastly, i love the way Light said his "check-mate-to" which translates to "checkmate". haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;After the movie, we took a cab down to Downtown East. No. We didnt bk a chalet or anything like that. We decided that since Pasir ris beach was nearer, we might as well just go to Pasir Ris beach to watch the sunrise. ok. So, he had his Mcspicy n i had my corn n tea.. then we proceeded to the beach where i conveniently fell aslp on his lap.. Poor him.. He stayed up while i was aslp. Haha. How do u sleep when there's someone on ur lap. I knw i cant do that so i presume he couldnt? Anyway, he woke me up at ard 6am. Haha. NO SUNRISE OK! Couldnt see the sunrise from the side of Singapore we were at. Sad!!! N luckily we left early, otherwise we would be caught in the rain. Haha. We were like letting out a sigh of relief when it started to rain. Ok. Finally, home sweet home! We both ended up slping till 1500h ++. Haha. Haven had such undisturbed sleep for what seemed like a hundred years. Hehe.. Ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was invited to his house to eat steamboat with his family. Haha. INVITED ok!!! =P dont be jealous.. i know u r but all i can tell u is dont be jealous.. Haha. I had a fantastic 2 days (= n now it's back to work. SIANS. =( ok. gtg ppl.&lt;/span&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/30557777-116710553810472026?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116710553810472026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116710553810472026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116710553810472026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116710553810472026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/12/gd-morning-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116689252305136569</id><published>2006-12-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:48:43.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3199/3280/1600/397858/Photo-0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3199/3280/320/721422/Photo-0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh haha...finally theres peace...zanel has finally gone to sleep...haha...no more house husband house husband house husband...haha...nt having a job during our 2WEEK hols doesnt make me a house husband k?!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...today went to aljunied town council with my laopo...poor thing...she din get to play and ended up slping on the chair...sayang...waited for me for 3hrs plus....today she woke up super early lor...woke up early in the morning just to bake my favourite butter cookies...haha...damn nice leh...still gt come in different shapes de...but nt bad lah...i was expecting the butter cookies to turn out black but it is brown...nt bad nt bad on ur first attempt.=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...hmm...dear...we are coming 7mths le leh...somemore nw is christmas eve le...i wan to be the first to wish u merry christmas...may all ur wishes come thru and may we stay tgt forever and ever and ever...well...i dun tink tts a choice lah rite?cause we are already married...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u my laopo...thks for the butter cookies...really like them...=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116689252305136569?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116689252305136569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116689252305136569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116689252305136569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116689252305136569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116490287315788278</id><published>2006-11-30T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:07:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As this blog is the channel to voice out my heartfelt words, i have to warn all of u that what i'm going to say nxt can get very mushy. haha. so, BEWARE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, went to Xinmin Sec to play badminton just this evening. Just got home not long ago and feeling rather fresh now. That's y the decision to blog. Here something i want to tell u, aiai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Right from day 1, i've been observing u play badminton. I will constantly find a chance to quietly sit aside to watch u. It's that u who made me fall in love with u from a start. I love the way u would play every stroke and go for every shot. The serious yet ever smiling boy i see in the court is what makes u ever charming in my eyes. So, continue to be the Ambert i see each time i watch u quietly. Dont ever stop trying, dont ever stop smiling because i dont want to lose the chance to watch u quietly. Zanel will always be there watching u quietly and supporting u. I know that u'll make it to the team nxt yr. I believe in u. I knw u have been pretty upset abt not making into team and i've failed to mend that heart of urs. All i can do is to quietly support u.. I believe that actions speak louder than words so i'll just keep praying for u. If kelvin and the rest can make it to the team, i dont see y u're not qualified to be in there. I've always believed that u're stronger than them and i know it's true. So, pls dont ever give up on urself the way u did a few yrs back. If u were to give up on urself the way u did, u'll nv be able to bounce back again. So rem, whatever u do.. DONT give up on badminton. Badminton will nvr walk out on u unless u walk out on it. It's just like Zanel will nvr walk out on u unless u do walk out on her.. U mean alot to me, aiai and i know i mean alot to u as well. I hope u'll have the same passion for badminton. Badminton is our lives and it's badminton which brought us together. I want u to play badminton with me for the rest of my life. It's a MUST, not a choice for u. I'm that overbearing but too bad, u love me so u have to accept me. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Btw, u played excellent today.. Though i didnt get a chance to partner u today, i had loads of chance to sit by the side to observe u.. Hehe.. I've made myself sound like a stalker lar.. Lols.. =/ But anyway, every shot had an impact in one way or another and i'm proud of u, hubby. n u silly, y were u so careless? let the pickle ball bat hit ur head.. =( xin tong leh... *cries* got 1 big bump on ur head now.. Hais.. just now want to sayang u dont let me sayang.. Y r u so cruel.. Do u knw how heartbroken i was? I dont care lar.. tmr i must sayang u.. I'll ask the bump not to hurt u ok? I'll keep sayanging it.. guai guai ok, aiai. I love u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lastly, i want to say.. i cant wait for our 6th mths anniversary to come.. Hehe.. excited to see ur gift?? LOLS. xin yang yang hor? Haha.. too bad.. u only can pray for mon to come soon. =P.. Ok.. enough said.. I LOVE U, LAO GONG!!!&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/30557777-116490287315788278?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116490287315788278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116490287315788278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116490287315788278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116490287315788278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-this-blog-is-channel-to-voice-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116454285132383678</id><published>2006-11-26T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:07:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybody!!!=)))...zanel is finally here in my hse once again...wahaha...i noe egbert do miss her cause she din come last week...1week without her presence is lyk damn long lah...haha...so zanel lee is here again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya...as normal...we went xinmin to play badminton...and i gt quite nasty with my comments today lah...sry baby...i am truly sorry...i hope u understand...so...aft our game...we proceeded hm to eat...and we gt BROWN RICE porridge for lunch...haha...god...u shuld have seen how my laopo gobble up everything...haha...nv seen her eat so much b4...she had 1 and a half bowls leh...isnt t crazy?imagine zanel lee eating so much...WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...so we spent the afternoon tgt lor...haha...rather fun lah...while we indulge in *ahem*...haha...my dear dear super blur de lor...give the blur blur look...was looking thru her pictures just nw and it was lyk...hai...i gt myself a blur laopo...haha...sad hor?haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear...i swear i gonna love u forever....haha...bobian mah...if i dun love u...nobody will love me le...haha...laopo...i love u...MUACKS MUACKS MUACKS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116454285132383678?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116454285132383678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116454285132383678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116454285132383678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116454285132383678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116419538960766562</id><published>2006-11-22T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:36:33.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Let me see.. the last time i actually blogged was probably a wk ago. I guess most of u will be wondering.. A WK AGO?!?! HOW COME I SEE NO POST??? oh well.. i did blog last wk and guess what happened in the end? i accidentally pressed a magical key or two and the whole post vanished into thin air.. Magical, isnt it? I was super frustrated i tell u. I spent like 1 hrs, going to 2 just to type out that post.. and believe me, it was an exceptionally long post lar. Probably the longest post ever. I wanted to puke blood after my magical touch made my post go missing. Hais. It was really a juicy entry u see and i was dying to share it with all of u.. Unfortunately, i can no longer recall what i wrote in that post and thus, i gave up retyping everything again. So here's a new entry after SOooOOOOooOOo long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just the other day, i fell really sick. I hate being sick lar.. well, i guess everyone who is mentally sound will hate being sick.. n those who like to get sick r probably like it for the MC. Of cox, there are exceptional cases and this people usually need to seek help in IMH so we shall pardon these people. (= Oops.. disgressed again.. Yah.. so i fell very sick just last fri and can u imagine i had to go to Botanic Garden early sat morning. It was hell i tell u. U didnt get a gd rest the previous night and when u finally fall aslp, it's time to get up. Super sad case lar.. N the best thing was, i was sneezing like nobody's business and my throat was hurting REAL bad.. I went to the Botanic Garden nevertheless. I swear i almost fainted can. The sun was scorching hot and i could feel myself being feverish. damn it lar.. they made us walk around Botanic Garden under the HOT sun.. so much so anyone could easily get a heat stroke from it ok. Hmm. I tot plants and trees are supposed to provide shade and cool down the temperature? How come it didnt seem to work this way?  And by the time we could finally leave Botanic Garden, i was already 3/4 dead. I tried to get some rest on the bus but to no avail as i was feeling terrible, horrible, incorrigible. But i cant be that sick since i insisted on going back to sch for badminton. Haha. I still played a few rounds of game with my friends but eventually, i gave up cox i felt really very xin ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So after feeling so xin ku for the entire day, i had someone to take care of me.. someone who stay rigid by my side the entire night and end up not having enough sleep. That person is but of course, MR NG SIKAI, AMBERT. Who were u thinking abt? My mother? Haha. Unfortunately, she doesnt take care of me when i'm ill ok.. It's usually my dad but since this time round, my dad is not ard, my husband did the job. Haha.. My dearest husband, u're so noble. Gave up ur entire night of slp just to take care of me.. use wet towel to wipe my forehead and had to be hit on the eyes by me.. I love u. Thank u so so much..I feel so xin fu lar.. Haha.. falling sick wasnt that bad afterall. I mean, apart from the fact that i had to take all the horrible tasting medicine and keep drinking water. ( strangely, i usually love drinking water but not when i'm ill) So yah.. i have to thank u so much.. nxt time if u're sick, i'll definitely take care of u the way u did. But of cox, dont fall sick just because u want me to take care of u ok.. haha.. i'm not sure if i'm capable of taking care of u. =P so yah.. MUACKS baby boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;so that's all i wanted to say for the past few days.. just this post dedicated to thank my sweetheart. (= gd nite ppl&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/30557777-116419538960766562?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116419538960766562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116419538960766562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116419538960766562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116419538960766562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/11/let-me-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116256702362972314</id><published>2006-11-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:17:04.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;After a long time, Zanel is finally here to blog again. Aiya.. Pardon me ok? I've been busy with my polympics things u see.. So ya.. Understandable right? Hmm.. Shall save my xplaination. Haha.. action speaks louder than words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Can anybody pls tell me tmr's date? Haha.. i'm suffering short-term memory loss.. I need to knw what's tmr's date cox i knw it's a rather impt date but i just cant rem what is it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hmmmmmm............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;AH!! Now i rem... It's......................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;04/11/06!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I guess all of my dearest readers should have known by now.. Haha.. It's OUR 5th mth anniversary!! 5th mth already!!! boy, do time fly.. Haha. It has been a tough yet fantastic 5 mths with my hubby. Hehe.. Oh well.. like what he has mentioned earlier, we've had our fair share of argument, cold war, etc.. But yet our love for each other remains.. as firm as ever.. the following para is specially dedicated to u..so here goes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ever since i've been with u, i've learnt certain lessons.. sounds rather cliche but it's true.. everybody in ur life serves as ur mentor and u're no xception. I've become more aware of what kind of a person i really m in a r/s. This is sth i have failed to see in my past r/s.  Now i know how selfish i m.. i've nv spared a thought for u.. I've always assumed that u'll follow me whenever i go.. But i was wrong.. nobody likes to be a follower, or at least not u.. N pardon me for my wilfulness, stubborn and overbearing.. I knw it has been a tough 5 mths for u cox u have to bear with all my bad temper.. Not easy i know. I think if u were me and i was u, i would have given up on this relationship.. I've always thought that i'm a very empathetic person but now i'm wrong.. i'm not empathetic, not even to the least bit of it.. I only care abt how i feel and often overlook how u feel.. i'm truly sorry. Sorry to always b the one who stir up unnecessary troubles.. But 1 thing is for sure, i really love u and i want to set up a family with u.. I knw we can do it.. N rem what we've promised each other? in 2 years' time- 040508, we'll get engaged. I'll b looking forward to this day.. Thank u for coming into my life and i'll very much appreciate it if u stay on. Then again, there's no way u can escape from my clutches? Haha.. Too bad.. u're mine for good. (= no choice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;For those who thinks that it's ridiculous for us to get engaged in 2 years' time.. u just wait n see.. we've already planned our future tgt. It may seem like a dream that's so unreachable.. but miracle takes place when 2 people from the end of the world, cross paths. Nobody's going to tear my hubby n i apart.. even if there were to be a "Meiya" who comes into our r/s. Too bad.. Nobody can take my possessions away from me cox u're not fit to. Ambert Ng Sikai will always belong to me. Try to break us up and it'll backfire on u.. (= that's abt all. i'm going off to slp.. gd nite ppl. take care.. Before i go, i'd like to wish kw n joey eternal happiness, jeanette and piaget eternal happiness too.. haha..=X as for my dearest izzy and jas, i love both of u and may the both of u find ur happiness too. &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/30557777-116256702362972314?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116256702362972314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116256702362972314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116256702362972314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116256702362972314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-long-time-zanel-is-finally-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116256497036017639</id><published>2006-11-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:42:50.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear...we are goin to be 5mths tgt in a few hours le wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...i must say...this past 5mths hadnt been too smooth sailing for us too...we had our fair share of bickering too...but aft every arguement we had...it made our relationship stronger...i am sry dear...i am really nt treating u well enuff...i promise u i will be beta to you...=)))...i love u dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5mths of being tgt with u was great...the places we went...amk central...toa payoh...the tent at bishan...j8 yakun...etc...those places...they are filled with all our memories...dear dear...next time we old le...we still must go back and walk those places leh...then i will ask u the same "want anot" qn...haha...tt question will haunt on u for life de...=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5mths le leh...imagine how time flies...since the day i really fell for u...the first day i saw u playing badminton...and it was somehow lyk love at first sight....haha...u seem to be so unreachable when i started chasing u...but in the end...hehe...i still managed to catch u...who ask u run so slow...rang wo zhua dao...hehe...count urself suay bah...since i caught u le...i am nt goin to let go...and u must spend ur life with me le...hehe...i am ordering u in capacity as ur CAPTAIN!!!haha...since i am still ur captain...must faster use...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear..HAPPY 5th month!!!hehe...i really love u...and i noe i will love u forever...AND FOREVER includes the next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next nextnext next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next next lifetimes...its forever...&lt;br /&gt;i love u dear...=)))happy 5th mth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116256497036017639?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116256497036017639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116256497036017639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116256497036017639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116256497036017639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/11/dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116212206873214303</id><published>2006-10-29T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:41:08.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hehe...hello laopo!!!!=))))))...i really love u worx...really really love u lor...today time pass so fast lor...hai...we only played badminton in the morning then jiu 5plus le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hehe...dear...u are MRS AMBERT!!!MRS AMBERT FOR LIFE...hehe...u also very wad hor...when i  was removing the fan cover...u nv help me hold the fan cover...then let it fall over my head...pain u noe...then u still have the cheek to laugh laugh laugh...pok ur head then u noe!hehe...laopo...i really really love u lor...i shall nw declare u the most IMPT WOMAN IN MY LIFE!!!!pls be honoured...hehe...i swear to care and dote on u for life...and i shall make u the happiest woman in the GALAXY...even more happy than the aliens in mars...i promise u!!!if i dun tt hor...i will let kw they all beat me...haha...laopo!i really love u lah...really love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hai...i really really really LOVE YOU!!!hai...really cant get enuff of u lor...hai...why time pass so fast de???why???i really love u dear!!!really love u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116212206873214303?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116212206873214303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116212206873214303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116212206873214303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116212206873214303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116169949718449279</id><published>2006-10-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:18:17.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Laopo...i really miss u!!!='(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116169949718449279?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116169949718449279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116169949718449279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116169949718449279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116169949718449279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/laopo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116168556856809199</id><published>2006-10-24T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:26:08.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA BABY!!!=)))...pls dun call me siao hor...i want to wish u selamat hari raya cannot meh???baby...u can break fast le...u lyk fasting for very long le hor?so nw u can break fast le...we will go out eat da chan k??=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And...hey kaiwen,jasmine,jeanette,issabella...zanel din nuei dai wo lah...we husband and wife mah...she drink milk i also must drink milk mah...this is you fu tong xiang you nan tong dang...=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;laopo...i miss u leh...today din get to see u...my mind today is all about u lor...miss u dearly...haha...abit too mushy rite?i type le also will mao zhan...=p...so hows the meeting today?great???we will do well in polympics rite?Ambert and Zanel mix leh...where to find such a gd combination...and psst psst...nw zanel can overhead tap le wor...dun siao siao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hai...nw my baby slping...i very lonely leh...nobody to sms me...i miss u baby...thks wor...thks for always being there to support me...being there to give me advice...hehe...laopo...i promise u i will love u all my life...no matter wad happens...even if u are disfigured...paralysed...handicapped...i also will wan u de...haha...and i wan to have yue wei with u lor...next time we get married le...then we must shen baby...then yue wei will be baibai pang pang de...haha...and he will have the most charismatic smile since my baby has one...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i love u baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116168556856809199?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116168556856809199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116168556856809199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116168556856809199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116168556856809199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/selamat-hari-raya-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116167738941941909</id><published>2006-10-24T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T16:09:56.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Since i have some time to spare, i shall b nice n post sth..otherwise, Mr Ambert will start nagging at me again.. HAHA.. Well well, just came from back polympics meeting.. TIRED LAR!! I woke up at 0800h just to go for a meeting.. N the meeting was very energy-consuming.. Well, shall not go into the details of it.. After which, kx, jackie and i went to S11 to have other lunch and we started to talk abt badminton things. Very typical lar ok.. cox we all play badminton and that's all we ever talk abt.. Even today's meeting was abt badminton. So yah.. my life practically revolves ard badminton and most imptly, my dearest hubby. Haha.. Who/What can b more impt than him right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sighs... speaking of my hubby, i miss him leh... =( Public hol yet i cant get to see him.. so sad.. hais.. hw i wish we're married. At least if we're married, we can see each other the moment we open our eyes.. Wonder how's the life our married couples like. Hais.. when can we like get married? Haha... Mr Ambert ar.. when can we like get married huh? (hmm, sounds so desperate...) haha.. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ARGH! damn it.. i cant think of anymore things to blog.. my migraine is killing me as usual.. well well.. nth i can do either.. i still have tonns of polympics stuff to settle.. yawns lar.. how come i always seem so busy? tsk tsk.. will i ever get a break? i miss my hubby.. can anybody pls tell me what to do? can we pls fast forward? i still have like another 21 hrs to go? oh gosh... TWENTY-ONE hrs leh!!! no joke.. =/ ah well.. shall get my polympics thing done.. tata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116167738941941909?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116167738941941909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116167738941941909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116167738941941909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116167738941941909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/since-i-have-some-time-to-spare-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116101168579776558</id><published>2006-10-16T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:14:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;HELLO ALL! hehe.. it's been eons since i've posted my last entry. HAHA. I still have the cheek to say it ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;*throws confetti*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Weee... Sch hol is over.. FINALLY! i've been waiting for this significant day for years... Haha... Like what Mr Ambert has said earlier, "We're back to the good-old days". (=.. U must be thinking that i'm nuts.. who love sch anyway? Well, i simply love sch ok..! SCH!! When u start working like a real adult, u'll know how lucky we're to be still schooling.. Working life is tough and especially so if u have to deal with ppl who belongs to the upper class of society? Haha.. It's tough, i tell u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Anyway, that aside.. Haha.. It was a great start at sch.. really elated to have seen my clsmates again.. We're back once again. Haha.. Can have lunch with my bunch of darlings everyday again.. n we can start chionging our projects together too. (= I simply love this feeling. I love ngee ann and i love schooling.. it's probably the most enjoyment phase of one's life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Let's back-track a lil. Just the previous evening, i went out with Mr Ambert's family. Haha.. We had steamboat for dinner.. i would say that the steamboat was nice-not THAT nice but still nice, if u knw what i mean. After which, we went to Safra.. Let me tell u a secret... shhh.. dont tell Mr Ambert that i've said anything like this ok? keep it a secret ar.. MR AMBERT'S IS LOUSY AT GOLF! haha.. damn lousy.. i think he didnt have the feel at all lar. Haha.. It was that bad ok.. the only thing that didnt make it worse was that he did not lose the club. Haha. Other than that, i wouldnt say he's a gd golfer.. U're way behind Tiger Woods, Mr Ambert. Haha.. =/ Oops. I'm so mean can.. Oh well.. i have every rights to be mean ok! @!$&amp;^!%@!$*) Mr Ambert pinched me last afternoon. Now got 2 big bruises lor! Asshole.. Lesson learnt- Never to play with a guy cox their strength is immense. I'll keep harping on it until the bruise goes away.. so u better pray that the bruise will disappear in no time.. Anyway, after watching him golf for what seemed like years, we decided to go elsewhere. Haha.. Arcade!! We proceeded to play pools. I didnt play. I was watching Ambert n Egbert. Haha.. Ambert was trying very hard to teach Egbert how to play but i think Ambert is a lousy coach.. tsk tsk.. teach le lao ban tian...=/ Lousy lar u.. =P Haha.. We gave up playing/watching pool and thus went on to play arcade.. Hehe.. DAYTONA!! i suck at it now.. really. hehe.. but nvm.. i was there to have fun.. Mr Ambert suck at street fighter anyway.. so i have all the reasons to suck at Daytona.. Haha.. He lost to a small boy lar! So paiseh right? =/ Hehe..but who cares? I bet Mr Ambert is better at badminton than that little chap. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Ah well... what nxt? BOWLING. Haha.. It's gd that i'm still here.. Didnt end up rolling over the pins.. Hehe. I suck at bowling too. Alamak.. to think that i undergo training when i was little.. hehe.. so malu.. i couldnt even hit 100 now.. oh gosh. Hehe.. esp after Mr Ambert's parents came.. Even more stressed.. =/ Haha.. I had fun nevertheless. It's been a long time since i've gone out with a family.. I mean, i used to go out with my best friend's family and i love that kind of family warmth u see. I always envy ppl with a happy family.. (= i wish i can have that too but haha... my dad nv like to bring us out as a family.. not individually, now that i've grown older. something i nv understood but nv will.. Haha. Nvr mind.. shall not talk abt the sad things. This post is supposed to be joyous.. So, i shall continue to mock at Mr Ambert who always does the silly things.. He broke his string today.. STUPID LAR U! less than a mth if not just a mth.. Ti BG 65 leh.. Ur smash got so power mah? pui pui.. lols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Ok.. shall end this post before i go on n on with mocking Mr Ambert.. Haha.. =/ cant help it.. I look forward to sch though it's going to be a long day tmr.. Hehe.. Prays that the cls will be quiet.. hate the relentless noise that's going on in cls ALL the time.. nites ppl. nites world..&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/30557777-116101168579776558?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116101168579776558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116101168579776558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116101168579776558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116101168579776558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-all-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116040702297314013</id><published>2006-10-09T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:17:03.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hello all!!!haha...today was a great day...and i really mean a GREAT day...lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;as u can see...its a great day rite?so...ya...I GOT TO MEET MY LAOPO!!!haha...i tink wad the ke dou tian wang say is rite lor...the WANG ZHE ZHI HUN...lol...and tt is a sportsman will only be at his/her best when he/her you le zhen ai de zhu fu...haha...ok lah...i think my badminton today was nt bad...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hmmm...so today...me and dear dear went to get her new phone...D900 leh...the ultra slim edition...haha...she gt the right fone lor...a super slim person using a super slim fone...where to find such a good combination???tink if i use the fone i will feel very inferior lor...haha...so aft we gt the fone...we went to j8 for SHILIN CHICKEN AND YAKUN BARLEY!!!haha...tts also the best combination...imagine eatin SHILIN CHICKEN till u are damn thirsty...den having YAKUN BARLEY sliding down ur throat...awwww....*pls do not drool on ur desktop/laptop*...=pPp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so ya...after tt we went to dear dear hse...haha...stunned...mum washed my badminton jersey wash until super white lah...even my mummy also dun have so kun luck...really wash until super clean lor...as u noe badminton jersey mah...trng somemore...so u really have to perspire...then sumtimes if damn tired then just lie and roll on the floor le...so it tends to be dirty de mah...haha...think when i go back for trng i will get the cleanest jersey award lor...haha...i have nv imagine my jersey to be so white...so spotless...thks mum!!lol...i also wan to thk bro...brother changwu...haha...everytime when i go to laopo hse he will alwaes welcome me de lor...he super nice to me...though at first he seem to be very scared of me...lyk cannot share saliva...this and that...but nw he dun mind le...haha...just nw he super nice lor...ask me to open my mouth...then he pop a hello panda into my mouth...my favourtie flavour somemore...haha...thank you brother!!!=))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and last but nt least..hehe...i also want to thank my laopo...hehe...laopo...i really couldnt imagine my life without u lor...think if u hadnt been in my life...i will still be heading aimlessly lor...without u i will still nt know why i am still in this world?haha...nw i noe the meaning of my life...haha...FIRST!!!!MY LAOPO ZANEL LEE!!!SECONDLY!!!!BADMINTON!!!!THIRDLY!!!EARN TONS OF MONEY!!!haha...but all in all!!!!haha...I LOVE MY LAOPO!!!!next time i shall paste a sticker on her...have u guys seen a honda sticker b4?it states...(i love my honda...if u can see this...u are too close to my honda)...u guys see it b4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so i shall stick this sticker on zanel lee's back...I LOVE MY LAOPO!!!IF U CAN SEE THIS...U ARE TOO CLOSE TO MY LAOPO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116040702297314013?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116040702297314013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116040702297314013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116040702297314013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116040702297314013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-allhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116020228991012154</id><published>2006-10-07T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:24:51.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hi world!! (=.. Zanel's feeling super ecstatic now.. Haha.. had a wonderful day yesterday.. First of all, would like to thank all the ppl who bombarded my phone with all the happy birthday wishes.. Haha.. My phone literally went off every 5 mins? Poor Mr Ambert was so upset abt it.. Sorry Hubby!!!! oh.. n thank u Kx for the hallmarks e-card. it is damn cute. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my hubby really spoils me rotten. U know what? This is the first time i've ever celebrated my birthday with my bf.. hehe.. well, lucky me.. i got to celebrate it with my hubby this yr.. it was an unforgettable day n i wished time could have just stopped there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to Marina Sq- Puma Concept Shop to get my birthday present which my hubby has decided on some 2 wks ago.. Haha.. I guess it's kinda expected right? A PUMA BAG!!! haha.. a huge 1, that is. I love that bag.. it has that vintage wash kind of feel. Here's a shot of the bag.. haha.. dont be jealous, pls. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/1600/my%20beloved%20puma%20bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/320/my%20beloved%20puma%20bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After that, we went to suntec to have our all-times fav and that is, YAMI YOGHURT. haha.. A home pack yami yoghurt.. Haha.. 22 oz if i'm not wrong.. HEHE!!! Hmmm.. what nxt? MOVIE at bugis junction.. Haha.. We watched "World Trade Center". Super holy can.. haha.. =/ i insisted on watching that as the show is specially made for me.. HAHA. it was shown on 06 Oct leh.. I would say that the show was very real. Well, it has no reason to be fake anyway. Haha.. it's supposed to be a recount by 2 of the survivors named john n will(sp?) I felt pretty overwhelmed watching that show. I mean, we ought to be thankful because we didnt have to go thru the 911 incident and the message that the movie was trying to send is the selflessness that has been brought out in time of crisis. So many heros died while trying to save those who were trapped in the twin tower. It kinda of made me realized how fortunate i m to be still alive and that i should cherish everyone ard me as u'll never knw what will happen. a very thought-provoking movie i would say.. thus, highly recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hehe.. after which, we rushed straight dwn to downtown east to book an overnight chalet.. haha. =/ n we rested in the chalet for awhile before proceeding to tampines mall for ya kun! By that time, my gastritis was already acting up.. Haha. that's needless to say. We had yami yoghurt for lunch, mind u.. ok.. anyway, our nxt destination was tampines ite for badminton. Damn it.. i think some ppl r really dumb.. i mean, it's already pretty bad that we do not knw the way.. not to mention to be fooled by idiots who give us the wrong directions.. ARGH! if u dont knw, then just say u dont knw.. y give us the wrong directions n make us walk that extra miles!!!  ok.. nvr mind that.. haha.. it's my birthday n i ought to be the queen of the day ok! =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, we went back to our chalet to rest. Haha. The badminton games were very fulfilling so ya, we were dead beat after the games n gave up the thought of playing lantern. Haha. That Mr Ambert... full of rubbish... had all the funny funny surprises.. the candle which resembles a cake n i almost ate it.. =X hehe. Worse still, a power ranger n garfield lantern. U know the kind that gives off melody once u switch it on? NONSENSE LAR U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyhow, before we were dead to the world, we watched Chu Lu.. lols. 1 very old tv series shown on chn 8.. lols.. the theme song is rather stupid.. it was by dong li hu che.. lols.. it goes... zhou chu qu jiu you lu, dont knw what jiu you fu.. yong you de yi qie dou cheng le bao fu.. shi nian shi dai bu zhou de.. n etc.. lols.. cant rem le lar. but anyway, super holy to be watching that show.. n after the show, we chit chatted for quite awhile before we went to bed. i suspected he didnt slp..cox haha.. i felt someone watching me the entire night.. stupid Mr Ambert.. Y did u watch me slp huh!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Really enjoyed my bday this yr.. all thanks to my one n only hubby.. u must be a gift from god.. i love u n only u.. really.. best birthday ever in my life.. i'll nv ever forget this fantabulous 18th birthday which i have with Mr Ambert.. ahhh.. super tired.. wanna go catch a nap before going out again tonite.. hehe.. bye all!!&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/30557777-116020228991012154?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116020228991012154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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BIRTHDAY MY LaOPO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song goes...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZANEL LEE...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U!!!ZHU NI SHEN DRI KUAI LE...ZHU NI SHEN DRI KUAI LE...ZHU NI SHEN DRI KUAI LEEEEEEE...ZHU NI SHEN DRI KUAI LE!!!!lAoPO!!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY WORX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wads ur birthday wish???hehe...tell me leh...very interested to noe...today marks the first birthday that u gonna spend with ambert...excited???=pPp...laopo bian lao le...haha..next time u all can call zanel...auntie zanel le...haha...dun wry lah...auntie zanel i wan...ah ma zanel i also wan...as long as its zanel jiu ke yi le...haha...dang ran lah...zanel machiam ambert's oxygen leh...tell me...without zanel how is ambert gonna live?=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol dear...this will be your best best...BEST birthday u will ever celebrate in your life so far...with ambert leh...dang ran nice lah...so all the COCKS OUT THERE!!!PLS DO YOUR KOO KOO KOO KOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FASTER...AND MR CLOCK...PLS TICK FASTER AS I AM DYING TO SEE ZANEL...2days nv see le leh...super miss her lor...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ya...pls do not call us tml hor...cuz we will be having our er ren shi jie...we wan to spend the day tgt...just the 2 of us...haha...WE ARE SELFISH PPL!!!or is it just me??but cannot blame me mah...wanting my laopo to all to myself is perfectly alrite mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...Though we are only four months into our relationship...haha...we seem to be lyk in it for years le...we are just inseparable...haha...everything without each other seem to be so imcomplete...things such as yakun...hans...zhenqi...shillin chicken(without zanel feeding me)...yammi yorgurt...fishcake tails(i did sumthing stupid b4...but i tink dear dear really liked it) and especially green tea...the first ever common thing we lyk tt we found out...hehe...too many to name le...its just feels so different without both of us having it together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAOPO!!!AMBERT NG SIKAI LOVES U!!!REALLY LOVE YOU!!!TRUELY LOVE YOU!!!HAHA...THINK U WILL NEVER FIND A LOVE SO SINCERE IN THIS WORLD LE!!!LOL...LOVE U AS DEEP AS THE DEEP BLUE SEA AND AS HIGH AS THE CLOUDY HEAVEN...LOL...WAD A COMPARISON RITE?but as long as u noe i noe jiu hao le rite?haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU LAOPO!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-116006511142715400?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116006511142715400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116006511142715400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116006511142715400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116006511142715400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-my-laopo-song-goes_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-116006409067457887</id><published>2006-10-05T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:01:30.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;MR AMBERT IS A MEAN-O. He deleted the super long entry i posted the previous day.. ARGH! I spent like an hr writing that ok!!! U're not even the least bit apologetic abt it.. u arse.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hmm.. that aside.. do u knw that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;in 15 mins' time... it will be my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;BIRD-DAY?!?! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Weeee... Zanel's finally 18.. Now ppl cannot claim that i m a xiao meimei(little sister or rather little girl) anymore. I CAN WATCH M18 show already and i can go CLUBBING.. What's most impt is... I CAN GO TK MY CAR LICENCE liao hor.!! Mai siao siao ok! For those who's snaring.. hehe.. dont come begging me to drive u home when i have a car of my own.. BLEAHS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Pretty excited abt what's planned for tmr.. Thanks Mr Ambert..ok.. my bad.. Hubby, i mean.. I knw that i will have the best birthday ever in my life.. Very pathetic, i tell u. I have nv ever celebrated my birthday with any of my ex.. just didnt have the luxury lar.. Ironically, it seems like a trend eh-that i'll be single in oct.. HAHA! well, i knw that this yr, i wont be single cox i'm already married. I'm not going to get a divorce cox i love my hubby loads. Hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;ARGH! Anyway, i'm having gastritis now. GREAT! *pats self* Do u knw what i had for dinner? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;YAMI YOGHURT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;However, today's yami yoghurt didnt taste too nice prob because i was eating it alone. I ought to be happy as i wont have to share my fav with someone else.. But surprisingly, i felt very upset abt not having to share my fav with my hubby. =( I was all alone today.. So pitiful.. [let me wallow in self-pity, would u?] I went for a hair cut today.. haha... n also went to dye my hair.. i was so lonely for 2hrs+ ok.. Thank god my hairstylist is nice.. She made the effort to talk to me, from time to time. So, it wasnt as bad as i thought it would be.. Anyway, i love my new haircut.. haha.. is it even new? i dont knw.. but the hairstylist taught me how to style my hair so yah.. shall try it tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;yawns.. i still have to report for work for 2 miserable hrs tmr morn!! AARGH!! Hate it.. i'm really hoping to eat the mian xian which my mom will usually cook on my birthday.. but looks like i have to give it a miss  )= ..hais.. sorry marmi.. i cant bear to see the disappointed look on her face... oh well.. consider it a blessing as i will nt get to see her until sat.. wont be home tmr.. haha.. ok.. gotta go.. bye ppl..&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/30557777-116006409067457887?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/116006409067457887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=116006409067457887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116006409067457887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/116006409067457887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/mr-ambert-is-mean-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115981135230211056</id><published>2006-10-03T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:49:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;shall summarise today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today was rather empty...or shuld i say really empty..imagine a person who is on esctasy but couldnt take their share of drugs...and the withdrawal symtoms tt u will get...its the exact feeling i felt throughout the day lor...haha...din get to see laopo for 24hrs...can someone sent me to a rehab centre???lol...give me 10million dollars also wun go lah...i dun wan to be cured frm this forever...next time if i die le must walk past the wad...nai he qiao i also wun walk...i rather get tortured lor...cuz i wan our memories to be forever with me...and i rather nt reincarnate lor...haha....jokes aside...seriously dear dear...i really missed u lah...though u are sleeping by nw le...but i can tell u tt my heart has nv stopped thinking of you during this long long day lor...every milliseconds is passing lyk seconds...every second is passing lyk minutes...every minutes is passing lyk hours...every hour is passing lyk days...hai...i miss u dear!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dear dear...we are coming 4mths le worx...and we had really gone thru alot tgt...4mths of different different types of obstacles...probs such as our meeting times...our timetable...our family...ur work...ur bad habit...my stupid problem of always forgetting to shave and getting scolded by you...so on and on...in this 4mths...i really think tt our relationship has really matured alot bah...and this is the period of time where we realised tt we really couldnt live without each other...and i believed tt u have nv solved so many major probs with any of ur ex bah...am i right to say tt?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;laopo zanel...=)...hai...wad shuld i sae...you are definetly the only person tt can cure me of one very very serious sickness lor...and tt is lovesickness...haha...our memories just seem to be in every part of my hse lah&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;..the kitchen...where&lt;/span&gt; we always have leg fighting under the table while eating...the living room...where u use to feed with plain water...my parent's bedroom...where u were trapped on a osim massage chair...hehehe...*evil laughter*...in my room...where we have our private moments tgt...in my other bedroom...the time where we were chionging our exams and the positive things tt u told me...my studyroom...where we talk to hubert and egbert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha...this are the only part of the wonderful memories tt we have tgt...and i am sure we gonna keep all this memories tgt till we are old and we will look back on then and see all the mushy mushy things tt we said to each other when we were teens...haha...i love u dear...forever and ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u are just too special...and u gt to be treated as one of a kind...because u are my wife...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115981135230211056?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115981135230211056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115981135230211056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115981135230211056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115981135230211056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/10/shall-summarise-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115971305638765458</id><published>2006-10-01T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:30:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hai...another sunday just passed lyk tt...its just lyk in a blink of an eye jiu 9p.m le lor...i really miss zanel lee...='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today was great lah...we went to play badminton...the badminton session was alrite...but my laopo injured herself...xin tong leh...haha...then aft tt we went to bathe...(separately)...lunch...and so on...aft lunch...as u know lah...will get abit drowsy...and since my bed was calling me....so...somehow and somewhat...i ended up on the bed...slping...and u know wad was the best part?hehe...at ard lunch time...dear dear came and sit beside me and start stroking my head...the feeling was great lah...its lyk...haha...super hard to describe...u wun noe until u experience it yourself...but sry hor...zanel lee is taken and she has ambert's big head to stroke...so...ya...dun da ta de zhu yi hor...=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so after dinner...since we both have nth to do...we watched "MR FIGHTING" tgt...it is a drama by 5566 and some other bands lah...and we really enjoyed it tgt lah...haha...some of the parts are really touching...dear dear...i will also love u lyk how wei yin qi love tian xiao quai...or maybe even more...if one day...i already say if hor...i have a olympics final match to play and if u are sick...i wun play...i rather let the opponent walk over...because laopo yi shen zhong zhi you yi ge leh...but competition...will always be there...so wad if i get the olympic medal???if i dun have zanel lee also dun have the wang zhe zhi hun...haha...anyway...wang zhe zhi hun is when a sportsperson get the blessing of true love...and tt will ensure tt he can get to his maximum potential...haha...i tink everybody will super blur and lost...haha...but who cares rite?as long as my zanel and me understand jiu hao le...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dear...i really love u lor...and cant get enuff of u...but i do not want to fast forward my llife...as i wan to spend every magical and wonderful moment with u...just with u...my last and final wife...i love you...though i might have said it thousands of times...but everytime i say it...i really mean it...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115971305638765458?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115971305638765458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115971305638765458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115971305638765458'/><link 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(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I'm here to declare to the world that i have a wonderful hubby. Look, i know u're jealous but cant be helped. =X I have a wonderful hubby and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear hubby made me lunch today though i ate it for dinner. =/ Can u imagine? A guy making lunch for a girl. I mean, it's not impossible but it's rare. Haha.. Fishball + Fishcake porridge. Weird as it may seem, it taste not-too-bad. Haha. It was bland but with the chye xin n fish sauce, it tasted marvellous. Hehe. Initially, i only found the fishballs n not the fishcake so i was wondering if he had ate it while he was cooking the porridge. Haha.. As u know, it's hard to resist the temptation of fishcake since both of us r fishcake fanatics so ya.. it's not surprising if he had finished the fishcake before they were added into the porridge. Hehe. Just kidding. The fishcake was hidden below lar. My dearest Ambert did not finish the fishcake even though he may have eaten several slices. Overall, u passed! R u happy, Mr Ambert? Haha.. i would give u 7.5/10. Haha.. cox i dont want ur porridge to beat my mian xian. LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super touched when i saw him this afternoon. I really didnt expect my hubby to bring porridge for me. Was really loss for words. Tell me, where can u find such fantabulous hubby? Wah lau. Wilson knew him for so many years le.. yet Mr Ambert has never treated him to even a single grain of rice but he actually cooked for Zanel. *honored* hehe. Wilson, dont be jealous lar. Nxt time i cook ur share? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In return, i'm going to give him...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/1600/Pic-0007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/320/Pic-0007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;is it nice? i drew it out of boredom.. haha..as u all know, office life can get a lil' too boring so yah.. hehe.. got ai xin also hor.. everytime i scribble, it would be Ambert's name or both our names.. nv my name alone ok!! I know this is mushy but no choice... haha.. We have intended to display our blog posts in a ppt form during our wedding dinner night for everyone to admire. Haha.. So, we have to keep updating all the unforgettable memories that have happened throughout our life journey. (= Actually, i have nth much to say.. Just has to flaunt.. pardon me ok.. (= Bye ppl.&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/30557777-115954053375280548?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115954053375280548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115954053375280548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115954053375280548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115954053375280548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/zanels-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115945603736627455</id><published>2006-09-28T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:19:11.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look who's back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*drum roll*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Zanel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Haha. lame shit. ok.. nth exciting to talk abt today so shall backtrack a lil'. YESTERDAY!! Yesterday was probably one of my happiest days for this hol. Ah well! it was my lady boss aka my sister's (for yrs) birthday. So, my collegue and i had decided to give her a surprise- KFC delivery and a birthday cake which was a mango mousse. I'm not a CAKE person so when i say that the cake was fantastic, i mean really GD. (= No ordinary cake. Haha. The mango mousse from Hans is nice n cheap. (= very worth-the-money kind. Anyway, she was really elated upon the surprise. OF COURSE lar!! Zanel planned it ok. *pats own head* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Later in the night, my boss aka my kor kor n lady boss invited Mr Ambert and me to a family dinner. For ur info, we have always been like a family. I know both of them since young as they were my tenants. Haha. That explains it right? N i'm slogging my ass off for them now. Sounds crude i knw but no better way to describe how obliged i m to work for them. =/ Hmm.. back to what i was saying. We had a family feast tgt. There were my boss n lady boss, boss's parents, boss's 2 lovely children, my hubby and myself. We went to Gim Tim restaurant at the Grassroot club in YCK or is it AMK. We had ala-carte buffet can? First round was heaven, second round was already too much and by third round, it had became a duty to finish up the food. I almost died from those food. I had a night of diarhorrea. Haha.. i'm sure those who knows me well [kw, esp] will know that i get diarhorrea frm eating too much. Overall, the food was nice but it was really too much for the 6 of us. Hmm, of course nice lar.. i'm affliated to the restaurant ok.. haha. =/ oops.. jking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So, i was damn full for the whole nite, so full that i suffered from indigestion. =/ then again, not true. haha.. what's the opposite of indigestion ar? outdigestion? ah well. doesnt matter. my point is, my metabolism rate is too high that the food was digested almost immediately. That should explain y i had diarhorrea. Haha. Pathetic. Zanel will be the last person u want to bring along to a buffet. Serious. I dont take all meat except fish n seafood and i will eat up all the greens thus leaving u with no healthy food to consume. Isnt that terrible? So, if u ever want to ask me to go for a buffet, think twice. Actually, i m merely scaring u ppl. Hehe.. dont be so afraid of me ok? If u ever decide to have steamboat, call me. I'll be right there. My hubby n i love steamboat. haha.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Alright.. that should be all.. pssssst... Zanel's birthday is coming in a wk's time. Have u all gotten a present for me? Ok.. nvm abt prezzies.. just rem to give me ur blessings. Gd enough (=. i love people who rem my birthday. w or w/o prezzies. it's the heart that counts. till then... &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/30557777-115945603736627455?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115945603736627455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115945603736627455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115945603736627455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115945603736627455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/look-whos-backdrum-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115917269309490538</id><published>2006-09-25T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T16:24:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad do u get when u keep missing someone for lyk every second of your day?the ans...lovesick...but according to Professor Ambert Ng Sikai...this is nt lovesick...this is wad u call zanelism... ZANELISM...as u can see frm its name..is a very infectious virus...it attacks the heart every single second...and the heart will in turn send a message "u are missing zanel" to ur brain...the effects are even worser than any cancer u name...lung cancer...brain cancer or even breast cancer...because for those cancers...u can always go for a surgery and just take the tumour out...but as for the virus ZANELISM...u cant...u cannot possiblily take out ur heart rite?so tts the seriousness of this virus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...enuff of crapping...i sound so profound rite?actually i hen you mou shui de lor...is u all dunno only...My Functional Writing in pri 5 can get 8/10 de ok!!!haha...laopo!!!i LOVE U!!!I HAVE BEEN MISSING U THE WHOLE DAY!!!=pPp...so hows work?gt xiang wo nt???very xing ku de leh...gt infected by zanelism...lol...somemore my stupid blanket gt ur smell lah...then every morning when i wake up...den...will lyk blur blur look ard...zanel in my hse ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobs...yest was a wonderful day for MR and MRS BERT lor...we played badminton early in the morning and it as super enjoyable lor...and we did win a number of games lah...i tink nw...nt only green tea without zanel is tasteless lor...tink nw badminton without zanel has also become boring...haha...then aft tt we went back hm...and...hmmm...haha...we had lunch...aft lunch...we went to compass point...we were lyk hand in hnd for the whole day lor...so aft walking walking walking...we went back home for singapore idol...although it might sound lyk a normal day for all of u out there...but u just wun noe how xingfu we were...haha...really enjoyed the time we spent yest lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZANEL ZANEL ZANEL...i am goin bonkers over ZANEL...haha...seems lyk i have no choice to stick with her for life le...&lt;br /&gt;btw...tts a very nice virus to be infected with...=pPp...i love u laopo...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/320/IMAGE_322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115917269309490538?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115917269309490538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115917269309490538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115917269309490538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115917269309490538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/wad-do-u-get-when-u-keep-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115902541655651068</id><published>2006-09-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:33:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;yawns... sat without badminton is so unlike the sat which Zanel usually have.. ar well! what to do? no courts in sch today. =( hmm.. how's everybody been? how's hol for everyone? Mine stinks, as usual. Haha.. i totally abhor my job. =/ the past wk was hell for me.. all the bad things in my way.. thank god i've made it through? another 3 more wks n i'll be free!! Honestly, i would rather study and rush all those projects though sem 2 of yr 2 will be hell. I mean, i seriously dont mind can? I love everything abt sch except their air-conditioner cause they r so bloody cold ALL THE TIME. Sometimes, i can almost imagine myself living in North Pole? Apart from that, i totally love school.. My clsmates, SOME lecturers, Mr Ambert, the modules itself, the canteen, the library n particularly all other things. So pls, can we like fast forward? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ohh.. by the way, kaiwen's birthday is coming soon and that would also mean, my birthday's coming (=. hehe.. hmm.. dont want anything much.. buy N80? ok. i shall not be so greedy. just donate some money to me so that i wont be broke after buying N80 for myself as birthday gift? haha.. just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;BY THE WAY, Mr Ambert! Ur previous post was so mushy can.. My hair stood on its ends after reading it.. hehe.. n dont chou mei ok? who wants to have a happy family with u huh!? =P! i dont need ur dentures.. save it for urself (=. it's really ok.. GOLD 1 somemore.. jade 1 can not.. =.="" lame shit.. Imagining it is already bad enough, let alone owning it.. siao.. u think my teeth like urs? so frail? yawns.. my teeth r strong. I can bite open a soft drink can, mind u. haha.. u haven jian shi guo only.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;ok.. really nth left to say.. i'm friggin' tired can.. tmr still need to play badminton. *grins* hurray!! nites people (+&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/30557777-115902541655651068?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115902541655651068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115902541655651068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115902541655651068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115902541655651068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115881514175699834</id><published>2006-09-21T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:05:41.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello laopo!!!haha...u go see lor...u really nv call me laogong b4 mah...haha...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...no lah...its ok de...always scold me silly...haha...u are the one who is silly lor...dun scared...other than zanel lee nobody wuld wan ambert de...only silly zanel wuld wan...=)...so u gt no competition at all...and btw...i buy for my dad...my mum...and my brother dessert to eat nth wrong de mah...we must be filial to them de mah...remember we agreed tt we will be filial children???and u also bought beehoon and even cooked mian xian for my family b4 leh...even more wei da...since we so gd...next time yuewei girlfren will also buy dessert to xiao jing wo men lao ren jia de...haha...yuewei's yan guang will also be super gd de lor...gt my genes u noe!!haha...imagine yuewei bringing his gf home next time...den u must cook mian xian for them leh...hehe...then we will be happy family!=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laopo...next time we old le u also must let me hold ur hands in public lor...den also must let me kiss u leh...cannot sae we lao le then malu de hor...then we shall eat yakun till we are old...eat fishcake till we are old...&lt;br /&gt;p.s. no need worry abt ur teeth...i will get dentures for u de...i will get gold ones for u...must pamper my laopo mah...my one and only laopo in my life leh...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115881514175699834?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115881514175699834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115881514175699834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115881514175699834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115881514175699834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-laopohaha_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115876397501837996</id><published>2006-09-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:54:04.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This blog has been pleading me to post something and so, here i am. Hmm. As usual, working life stinks. (= I do not like working in my current company but i m obliged to. Ha. Nvm. After this hol, i'll not go back again. For once, i think i should be nicer to myself. I have been too considerate for my own good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Strange. Have i nv written Ambert as lao gong in my blog? I mean, i really cannot rem u see. Haha. Oh well, it doesnt matter. I dont knw y he is so particular abt it but since he wants it that way, so be it. I seriously think that i m blessed. I get to see my LAO GONG almost everyday. Seriously, i nv had the "determination" or luxury to meet up with my exs every other day. In fact, i used to think that if a couple sees each other every single day, they will get sick and tired of each other and the feelings will fade. Looks like my present r/s has proven otherwise. I look forward to seeing my hubby everyday. It's almost as though we r really married in the eyes of law except that we do not stay with each other. How wonderful would it be if we can really get married now. Ok. *Back to reality*. Really love my baby boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*uh hum* i did not hold ur hand ok! I accidentally grabbed ur hand =.=" N that's when the misunderstanding started. Well, blessing in disguise, i would say. If it wasnt for the misunderstanding, we would not have got together. I should thank Vesak day, NPBC com and my auntie for giving me such a wonderful gift and that is Mr Ambert Ng. It all seemed like yesterday but then again, it seemed like it's been ages since we've been together. Unknowingly, we have been through so much together and all these will be kept in my mind for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, apparently our dear Mr Ambert did something silly again. =.=" nxt time i really cannot believe ur words le. Not a credible guy. *tsk tsk* hehe. jking. Silly boy. He spent all his money on desserts for my whole family. please tell me where to get such silly yet lovely hubby? Sometimes, u make u feel that u r too good to be true. R u for real? y r u so nice to me? *slaps myself* what nonsense! what's wrong with being nice to u? u crazy or sth? y r u questioning someone who cares? oh.. fine. pls continue to be nice to me for the rest of ur life. Thank u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hehe. n for the rest who have been eyeing my cute little baby boy, sorry. he's not available and unfortunately, never will. he's taken by Zanel and if u're thinking of snatching him from me, dream on ok? No way u can do it because he's already mine. Haha. For ur info, nobody can snatch away anything, anyone who/which belongs to Zanel. (= U can always try but let me warn ya, u'll fail miserably. That's all for today.&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/30557777-115876397501837996?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115876397501837996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115876397501837996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115876397501837996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115876397501837996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-blog-has-been-pleading-me-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115857953707672057</id><published>2006-09-18T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:52:51.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/1600/SP_A0933.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/320/SP_A0933.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN!!!the unexpected happened!!!haha...I DID GET TO SEE DEAR DEAR TODAY...can u imagine...she came all the way to sengkang just to meet me and she have to travel all the way back to bishan again...AND GUESS WHAT SHE BROUGHT WITH HER?lol...SHE BROUGHT ME BISCUITS, MILO AND CHOCOLATES LAH...CAUSE SHE SAY I ALWAYS NV EAT BREAKFAST...haha...super touched...super super touched...paiseh lah...i too touched le...so abit high...haha...2 BIG BOXES OF BISCUITS LEH...haha...and THEY ARE MY FAVOURTIE LOR...i din remember telling her i lyk this brand...HOW U NOE DE?haha...THKS DEAR...THKS ALOT...REALLY SUPER TOUCHED...THANKS ALOT DEAR...THANKS ALOT...dun be jealous k?U WUN BE ABLE TO FIND SUCH A GOOD WIFE IN THE WORLD LE!!!THKS DEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115857953707672057?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115857953707672057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>today seem so empty...the day today is lyk very blank bah...and time seem to pass so slowly...nth to lok forward to...because today nv even see dear dear...miss her alot alot lor...pls do not let zanel lee read this post k?she read le i will very malu de...cuz guys musnt express so much de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...come to think of it...tt time when i went to hainan dao she really very sweet lor...wrote three different letters for me to read on three different days in hainan dao...lol...i just reread the letters tt she gave me during my trip to hainan dao...nw i reread le still super touched lah...can i scan and show the world how much she love me?=pPp...lol...abt missing eatin yakun and zhen qi tgt with me...abt having yuewei yueqi and yue'er with me...missing me on *er er hmmm*...come to think of it...maybe its really her aunt who wans us to be tgt bah...everything just seem to fall in place for us since the first day we met...for me to take care of her...for me to be there for her and for me to love her all my life...if nt we wuldnt have even met on vesak day as on tt day i actually gt alot of things to do lor...but i dunno why...i just have the urge to go back to sch bah...and we really clicked on the first day we met lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tt was the first day our love life began to blossom...it was the first day we spent the whole day playing badminton tgt...the first day we drank green tea tgt...the first day i put my hands over her shoulder to comfort her...the first day i sent her hm...the first day tt she actually "held" my hands...those memories are still all so fresh in my mind tt it seems to lyk happen just yest...dear...can u imagine tt happening on the first day we met?dun u think tt theres just this special presence tt made everything so perfect for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear...i am really glad tt u have been in my life lah...i just read all the letters to me from the first letter u wrote to me till the letter tt u wrote to me when i was in hainan dao... and i really feel so...i dunno how to describe the feeling but i noe tt u will be there to love me to care for me whenever and wherever i am...its just so reassuring...u still remember the first letter tt i wrote to u?the time when i actually ran away frm programming class just to give u the i miss you letter tt i wrote?haha...i must have looked quite stupid when i pass u the letter rite?i was lyk so paiseh when i give u the letter lah...=pPp...dear...we have really been thru alot tgt...the decisions tt we have to make...the time when we felt so hurt because we couldnt decide whether we are goin into this relationship anot...but i noe tt whatever decisions we make tt day we still din regret till today...and we will nt regret it forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u are the greatest person tt ever happened in my life...i love you&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115857665991017124?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115857665991017124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115857665991017124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115857665991017124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115857665991017124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-seem-so-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115850650745275660</id><published>2006-09-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:21:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!!hello!!!=))))))...today is sunday rite?and every sunday was great as me and lee xiao hong gt the whole day to ourselves...and today was no different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we din play badminton today morning...but i tink lee xiao hong's morning was quite worth it bah...haha...we went out early in the morning with my family to the market to have brunch...in other words...breakfast cum lunch...and the first thing lee xiao hong said when she stepped into the market was...ewww...market so smelly...haha...but nt bad lah huh...despite the smell and other ENVIRONMENTAL FACTORS...she managed to eat zhu chang fen lah...at least she din go empty stomach today...but zhu chang fen for lunch is still super holy lah...aft tt she din have lunch until dinner le...dunno how she survived...and dinner we had fried rice...which was nt bad lah...haha...she had 1 and a half serving...=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today sumthing very very strange happened...nt for the faint hearted and those below 18 years of age ar...this is M18 content...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon when i was happily slping(napping)...zanel lee came to my room and kajiao me...hence waking me up lah...then she lied down beside me...hmmm...u must be thinking a guy and a ger alone...wad can happen...right?haha...LET ME TELL U WAD HAPPENED...pls do not laugh too hard when u read all this...when she lied down...she started complaining abt why i din shave my beard properly...then she was lyk using her BARE hands to pluck them out lah...haha...it was lyk HUH?!wad are u doin?so aft much attempt...the OPERATION ANTI-BEARD was quite fruitful bah...she managed to lyk pluck out three strands lyk aft 20mins...haha...tts how crazy zanel lee can be...=pPp...but ok lah huh...at least i know she cares...lol...=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...dear dear...today i really enjoyed myself lor...thks for making sundays always so enjoyable...the day of the week tt i always look forward to...really cannot wait for the day where we can stay tgt lor...I LOVE U LAOPO!!!hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115850650745275660?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115850650745275660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115850650745275660' title='0 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awaited RESULT DAY!!! oh my gosh... (= I did well for my exam.. Haha.. Much better than i have expected it to be? Prob the most satisfying result i have got since the day i entered Ngee Ann? Hehe.. Dont get me wrong.. Not trying to flaunt or sth.. I'm just extremely contented with my results. And guess what? Mr Ambert passed all his papers too. I was super glad to know that he passed all. Haha. So we went out happily together today as i took off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;We went to town despite the rain. Hehe.. Initially, we were caught in the rain while trying to get our butts to Fareast Plaza for YAKUN!!! hehe. So, we had 4 pieces of kaya toast and 2 EGGS (eggs, mind u). After that, we proceeded to Scotts Plaza to buy a Jumbo Yami Yoghurt (8 oz) with fruity pebbles. Hehe. Yami yoghurt leh!! my fav!! n i mean F-A-V-O-U-R-I-T-E. Yup yup.. hehe.. n then, Mr Ambert suggested that we go get an umbrella at Giordano n so we did. We went to the Giordano at Wisma n bought 1 and went back to Taka to scout for his brother's birthday present. Hehe. Having done that, we went for our movie!! We watched the show called 'Singapore Dreaming'. A very typical yet REAL show to me. Recommended.. (= By the way, we saw this SUPER DUPER CUTE HAMTARO at Taka.. really cute can! so cuddly, round and everything. Make u feel like pinching it or better still, own it. shuld have taken a photo of it. Anyhow, Mr Ambert wanted to buy it for me but thank god, i dragged him away.. Hehe.. *well done, Zanel*. Baby boy, i dont want it now.. wait till our 4th mth anni then buy for me ok? Dont go into such expense for no reason. Am extremely glad to have fell in love with u.. U're so sweet to me. so sweet that i'm getting diabetes from it. =/ We ate yet another round of Yami Yoghurt. N this time, it was an even bigger serving- the home pack which is of 14 oz! haha. Can u imagine eating 22 oz of yoghurt in a day? Now i'm suffering from gastritis. Oh well. However, i do not mind at all. I'm willing to have gastritis from the Yami yoghurt. Well, as the name implies, it's supposed to be yummy ok? So yup! I love Mr Ambert as well as, Yami yoghurt. The loves of my life.. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Ben ben, i really really love u (=. Thanks for everything.. I really appreciate all u've done for me and i'll love u forever n ever.. *swears to god* If i dont love u forever, i'll die a horrible death. Muacks.. That's all for today.. Till then..&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/30557777-115833163087354888?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115833163087354888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115833163087354888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115833163087354888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115833163087354888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115811368395129768</id><published>2006-09-13T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T10:14:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlo laopo!!haha...morning morning!!sry lah...i too free so nth to do...so here i am...to use this time to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally this friday...me and dear dear can have the whole day to ourselves le...we already plan hao wad to do le...and we know we will really enjoy ourselves lor...its been ages since we really spent the whole day tgt...not to say sundays lah...really hope tt friday will faster faster arrive...and miss zanel is so anxious bout her results lah...as wad u can see frm her nick...but she said tt i wun pass my eg1 just nw lor...sobz...BUT...i knew she was just kiddin lah...haha...she dang ran hope i will pass lah...so nw we can do nth but see the marker gt tong qing xin anot lor...how can he bear to let a year1 student fail his eg1?...am i right to say tt?=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...miss zanel finally admitted tt i am beta at badminton then someone le...aft much "persuasion"...i knew i was beta long ago lah...only she extra dun wan admit only...=x...dun believe me ltr i SHOW u lah...u see le sure stun de lor...haha...yupz....ltr laopo coming to hougang here to play badminton with me...super nice rite she?come all the way to hougang and need to go back to bishan just to pei me play badminton and DRINK GREEN TEA...haha...green tea without her seems tasteless...dunno why also...it just taste so different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for nw...i just really wish lunch time will come quickly...so tt i can see laopo...hehe...see u ltr miss zanel!&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115811368395129768?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115811368395129768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115811368395129768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115811368395129768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115811368395129768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/harlo-laopohaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115788030479184092</id><published>2006-09-10T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T17:25:04.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe...piggy zanel nw lying on my bed...as usual...she is as lazy as ever...=p...zanel says she has sumthing for me tonite leh..wonder wad it is...='(...she just wuldnt tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...zanel play need for speed play cheat de...she nv on signal when turning...nv horn one lor...just zoom past u...haha...really no goverment one she...sian lor...lost all my games to zanel...today she nv eat lunch leh...xin tong...tink she must be quite hungry bah...she just dun wan tell me she hungry only...hehe...really touched tt she helped me put on my bedsheets...tink at hm she also nv do her own lor...come my hse still must help me...xin ku ni le dear...thus i conclude...she is the best life partner a guy can ever find lah...she knows how to play badminton...knows how to cook...knows how to do hsework...haha...dunno wad i did to deserve such a wonderful wife lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw shes slping so sweetly lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna tell u...i LOVE U DEAR!!!4EVER de...&lt;br /&gt;nite time pls faster come...i wan to know wad she has for me...='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115788030479184092?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115780853799415063</id><published>2006-09-09T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:28:58.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;As Ambert has mentioned earlier on, we attended a wedding ceremony tgt.. It was Pauline (marmi) and Daniel (daddy) wedding. I feel so happy for both of them cox i think they r really compatible and i have always envied them for being so loving together. The wedding ceremony was heartwarming esp when both the groom and bride thanked and hugged their parents. Oh man! So sweet and touching can! Well, i have to say that i felt quite out of place as this is the first time i ever attend a christian wedding ceremony. It was peculiar and prob boring as i'm not a christian u see. They kept mentioning Lord, God and everything. Haha.. Kept praising Lord and all. Alot of preaching i must say. No offence though. I mean, i just feel weird because personally, i m a free thinker. I do not like to be involved in this kind of HOLY stuff. Makes me so uneasy. Apart from that, everything else was sweet. (= Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Mr Ambert, pls do not go ard telling ppl that we'll get married in 2 years' time and stop telling the whole world tat i've agreed to marry u. paiseh u know!! ALAMAK! Hehe.. ANyway, so glad that we can play badminton tmr! WEEEEEEEEEEE! I seriously miss badminton lor.. =( Itching to hold my nanospeed 8000 again. TMR SHALL BE THE DAY. Hehe.. Happy 99th day hubby! 99 days le wor.. N, still counting.. (= we'll spend the whole of tmr together.. play badminton, talk nonsense, challenging need for speed and everything. MUACKS! I love u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;GTG! Bye peeps.. By the way, results in 6 days' time!! Cant wait!&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/30557777-115780853799415063?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115780853799415063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115780853799415063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115780853799415063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115780853799415063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-ambert-has-mentioned-earlier-on-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115780689872897333</id><published>2006-09-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:01:38.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;harlo dear...happy 99 days annivesary!!!as 99 days in chinese is jiu jiu...so we must also stay tgt for jiu jiu leh...haha...must be tgt until the sky falls tt day...hehe...99 days...999days...9999days...99999days...999999days...9999999days...and the list goes on and on...=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;today went to attend a wedding ceremony with dear...nt ours lah...dun tink too much...is laopo de fren de...=)...see liao touched leh...hmmm...miss zanel...when will be the day u say I DO to me ar?and when will be the day i can unveil and kiss u ar?=pPp...-pondering-...hope it happens soon...pls let it happen soon...ANYWAY rite....we PLAN TO GET MARRIED IN 2 YEARS TIME!!!zanel say will marry me de...and she promised le...=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;well...tml goin to play badminton with dear dear le...then she gonna spend a day in my hse again...haha...couldnt wait to see her again...sobz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;AND FINALLY...really glad tt u lyked the gift...=p...love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;-Ambert-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115780689872897333?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115780689872897333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115780689872897333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115780689872897333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115780689872897333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/harlo-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115764103804689252</id><published>2006-09-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:57:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I m going to make the effort to blog. I shall mark today, the HAPPIEST DAY in my life. (= Shall forget all abt yesterday.. forget all abt how depressed, angry, demoralized, hopeless i felt yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TODAY! Mr Ambert gave me our 99th day anniversary gift and i was super touched. REALLY TOUCHED. It's a photo albums with all the photos he secretly took of me. Not only that, there are photos of which he bribe my friends to take! ARGH! Kaiwen! u betrayed me =.=" But, thanks alot. Thanks Mr Ambert. I really love the album.. It's totally priceless.. n this is probably the most valuable gift i have ever received from u, baby boy. Rem, i dont need anything expensive from u.. so dont waste anymore unnecessary money just because i say i like them. I know u love me baby boy. BUT, rem, it's not the price of it but the thought. Even if u just fold 1 paper heart for me, i'll be more than happy ok? Sorry for being so harsh with my words yesterday. I really understand that u were just trying to shower me with all the gifts. Thanks but no thanks. I prefer things that u make on ur own. Serious. I dont like to be shower with expensive gifts because things that have price can be found easily. But a handmade gift can nv be found elsewhere. It's not even limited, it's one and only. Hehe. I'll marry u for that. (= Oops. Hubert, if u see this, pls dont mind me ar! Anyway, i know u wont mind having me as ur sister-in-law right? =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One more thing, thank u Mr Ambert. Thank u for accepting me fully. Now i really know how much u love me.. Thanks for ur understanding. I promise i will try as far as possible to keep away from it ok? (u knw what i mean). I'm really grateful to have found u once in my life. N since i have found u, i'll never ever let u go. I mean it. (= I love u Mr Ambert. &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/30557777-115764103804689252?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115764103804689252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115764103804689252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115764103804689252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115764103804689252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-m-going-to-make-effort-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115727918151224376</id><published>2006-09-03T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T18:26:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe...challenging need for speed with dear dear...posche caymen vs bmw...haha...guess hu won?=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today badminton with dear dear was great!hehe...nw we know wad went wrong le...i mean as in why we will react tt way after a game...=p...haha...dear dear today play super gd lor...she now knows how to play for empty spots beta...and her shots alot more varied...hehe...siao siao...today she gt one smash...walau...everybody super stunned lah...cuz the shuttle very steep and then lyk on the line lyk dat...everybody gong diao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically today super nice lah...she cooked barley for us today...haha...but i still have to make a second trip to rivervale mall just to get egg lah...which was quite boring...but nt bad lah huh...din regret goin to get the eggs cuz the drink was yummy!!!haha...on our wedding dinner...zanel will qing zhi xia chu cook barley for dessert...=pPp...so pls wait till the last dish fellow diners...do not leave too early during our wedding dinner...cuz the barley will be the best dish...even beta than sharkfin...wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really love my laopo...ALOT ALOT!!!haha...cant wait for the day where we will cohabit...='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115727918151224376?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115694357979592675</id><published>2006-08-30T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:12:59.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear...its ok lah...i understand wad u are goin thu and i dun blame u at all...not at all...but all in all...its nt totally ur fault too...i also was at fault...if i had given in to u more...we wuldnt be argueing too and i shuldnt have such itchy hands...sry dear...its really nt totally ur fault...i am sry too...i shuldnt have made u angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...had a wonderful nite with my laopo yest...can u imagine...playing badminton till lyk 3 in the morning...i tink only the siao kias in NPBC can do tt lah...all hardcore badminton players...haha...3 leh!!!no joke lor...i played until my legs gt blisters...haha...tt was how hardcore we are...but the most admirable one is still my laopo...Miss Zanel lah...haha...aft a whole day of work!she still can last till 3 in the morning to play badminton...really pei fu...*but tts for granted lah...my laopo leh*=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as expected...we din slp at all the whole nite...but my dear dear insisted tt she WANTS to go to work...which is lyk huh?!...work when you din slp the whole nite...she really too responsible le lah...haha...aft much persuasion...which was lyk the whole nite...i managed to persuade her to take half day off...as i din wan her to get a headache...xin tong de leh...so aft packing our stuff...she came to my hse and slept for lyk 2 and a half hours bah...and...=p...then we gt up and i sent her to work lor...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear...i really love u...really really love u...i want u in my life forever...and i mean FOREVER!and i wan to have KIDS with you!!!=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115694357979592675?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115694357979592675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115694357979592675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115694357979592675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115694357979592675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115681951574812831</id><published>2006-08-29T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:45:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I know i should be working now but.. i just cant gather the strength/energy to do it.. I cant concentrate.. My mind's in a whirl now and i feel so cranky.. Thanks to the stupid "girls' thing". What the shit. The timing couldnt be more right.. Like hello? I'm going for a camp tonight and i wil be staying over with that thing. I'll be just the right target for the hungry ghosts i tell u- moody girl with loads of sweet-smelling blood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;So, that's a bad thing to start my day with.. n i had an equally horrible night just the previous day.. Haha. Dont ask me y. dont wish to say it. It's just some stupid issue which we argued abt.. N thanks to my "girls' thing", i scolded him for nth this morning. Would u consider that a tiff? Beats me.. All i knw is, he's stupid pissed with me. I mean, who wouldnt right? Early morning get scolded for nth and i mean N-O-T-H-I-N-G. Haha. Well done, Zanel. U messed up ur day as well as someone else's day. U'll burn in hell. (=. Gd for u. N u know what, u just suck at expressing urself, Zanel. If u rem, ur dearest hubby waited for u for 4 hrs in Chinatown just for u to knock off from work and he even went to get a pair of beautiful-looking shorts. YET, u did nth to thank him and scolded him since last nite. On top of that, u shouted at him n at the fit of anger, he left ur house the previous night. Look what u've done. Great job great job. To think he even agreed to help u to bring ur rackets n everything for the camp. U ingrate! U're such a bitch if u ever realize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sighs.. i really feel so torn apart now. I didnt want that to happen. I'm just feeling moody. =( I knw that doesnt give me a right to scold him but.. hais. *STOP FINDING EXCUSE FOR URSELF U STUPID!* Nobody cares if u're moody. Stop trying to get sympathy. U'll fail miserably. N i just suck at expressing my gratitude n apologies. i just dont know how to do it in such sincere way that people will be convinced. Fine. I give up. I shall never say thank u or sorry to anyone. NO WAY. Nobody will be convinced not to mention, appreciate the fact that every thank u i say, i mean it. I'm a spoilt brat rem? I HAVE NEVER BEEN TAUGHT TO SAY THANK YOU OR SORRY ALL MY WAY. WHY SHOULD I EVEN BOTHER TO CAST MY PRIDE ASIDE TO APOLOGIZE OR THANK PEOPLE? &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/30557777-115681951574812831?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115681951574812831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115681951574812831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115681951574812831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115681951574812831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-know-i-should-be-working-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115668922107375295</id><published>2006-08-27T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:33:41.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello laopo!!!=)...super touched by your posts when i was in china...sry sry...i only sent u one email as the com there spoiled le...is nt i dun wan reply u...i also missed u badly...='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...if u realise...we are closing 3mths le...hehe...3mths leh...its lyk super fast lah...remember the first time we hugged each other?the first time we kissed...it just lyk happened yest lah...time pass so fast...ahem...tt part censored ar...=p...well...we decided le...we are gonna have steamboat at marina and then to the esplanade where we can have our er ren shi jie...haa...dun be jealous pls...and do not be there to spy on us...=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zanel has a new name for me....and i dunno wad gave her the inspirations to call me tt...we were lyk watching tv in my room and she suddenly turned to me...and rubbed my head...saying..."ben ben"...its lyk...huh?!ben ben?y ben ben?lol...and its lyk out of no where lor...haha...(anyway ben ben is meant to be pronouned in hanyu pin yin...in others words...stupid stupid)...but she was damn cute lah...the expression when she called me tt...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear!!i love you!!!haha...no matter wad i will never leave u de...no matter wad...no matter matter wad...ambert will still be with u de...so u must also stick to ambert hor...u will be my last gf and i will be ur bf...which is equals to u being my wife and me being ur husband...haha...i love you dear...muacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115668922107375295?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115668922107375295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115668922107375295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115668922107375295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115668922107375295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-laopo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115642941359588841</id><published>2006-08-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:23:50.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more day n Mr Ambert will be back.. but is it all too late? I'm sick.. dead sick.. I have a swollen wisdom tooth n it has just lead to sore throat.. It's super swollen n i'm feeling warm inside.. My eyes are burning hot n i'm breathing out hot air.. GREAT! I cant even speak properly now.. It's not going to happen again isnt it? I dont want an inflammed throat.. NOT NOW! i want to play badminton on sat n sun.. Pls GOD, pls gather all ur strength to protect me.. I dont want to fall sick.. i haven played badminton with Mr Ambert for wks.. Hais.. i'm like super hungry.. i couldnt have much food.. only had fish soup for lunch.. just fish soup ok.. n i had oats for dinner. I had to literally swollen the food.. couldnt even bite. i wasnt even able to swallow a small bite of my apple. How sad.. I'm going to break down n cry. =(. My head is spinning.. Pls pray that i'll be ok tmr.. i want to go n see Mr Ambert.. I dont want toothache cox i want to speak to him.. i dont want fever cox i m dying to see him.. i dont want weak body cox i want to play badminton with him.. it's unfair! WHY NOW?!?!?!?!? FUCK CAN! the tooth hurts so badly yet i cant tell my dad. ='( if i tell him, he'll make me stay at home these few days.. I cant afford to stay at home.. Y do this always happen to me? Y do i fall sick during the critical moments.. WHY!!?? WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME N NOT ANYONE ELSE? WILL SOMEONE PLS ANS ME?!?!!? *cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115642941359588841?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115642941359588841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115642941359588841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115642941359588841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115642941359588841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/1-more-day-n-mr-ambert-will-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115634644917578227</id><published>2006-08-23T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:25:08.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ARGH!!! I miss Mr Ambert.. Can anyone pls tell me what to do? How do i get over love sick? ='( sighs sighs.. Mr Ambert, can u like appear in front of me now? U said that u'll appear in front of me whenever i want u to.. but now that u're in china, can u? I only can feel u in front of me.. but i cant see u. =((. I hate this.. I dont like going thru love sick.. Hmm.. i guess i whine just TOO MUCH. sighs.. Ok.. Shut up Zanel.. u'll see him on fri.. U know u will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Oh well.. BUT...BUT... I really miss him.. I have to constantly find things to do to keep myself occupied.. to stop myself from breaking into tears.. BOOOOOO.. LOVE SICK SUX!! I needed something to do so badly that i had to go jogging in the late evening just yesterday.. Yah.. Hmm. Maybe it's gd.. just what i needed.. EXERCISE! Well.. a sense of accomplishment as i have completed like 3 cliqes +. Or was it not? I couldnt rem.. what i know is, i m suffering from muscle ache now.. OH WHATEVER! I'm going to complete another 3 cliqes tmr.. Time to train for my upcoming nafa.. I want a gold.. GOLD, mind u.. Ah well.. hehe.. that's fat hope.. i cant do incline pull up for NUTS. hehe.. n my sit n reach prob still suck. My standing broad jump might not be as gd.. 190++?? i doubt so... sit ups? hmm.. still alright lar.. might not be able to do 40+ at 1 shot already.. OLD liao.. n shuttle run? Hopeless.. 10 mins plus? Not possible.. Hmm.. 2.4!! I'll work on that.. i guess, that's the only thing i can work on now.. hehe.. i want to be the Zanel i used to be.. !!! BUT!! I need Mr Ambert to motivate me =(. I'm a nth without him.. TSKTSK! I have lost the independent me.. Bad bad.. CANNOT! i MUST find my true self.. !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;As for today's SI, i think the Hardy [sp] guy, Paul Twohill and prob Jon who did well.. The rest was ok.. BUT, Joakim wasnt ok.. He was HORRENDOUS. He kind of reminds me of Jerry. U know, the guy from the previous SI? Yah.. The one with a constipated look like ALWAYS. Joakim's constipated look does resemble Jerry yah? Oh, dont be mean Zanel.. He's a pretty boy.. OH? MY FOOT! He isnt cute! isnt handsome! isnt charming though he looks a lil' malay. Might appeal to me if he didnt have such awful voice. He should be voted out.. I hope neither Jon nor Paul and Hardy get voted out cox it'll be really unfair. VOTE FOR &lt;strong&gt;TALENT&lt;/strong&gt; PEOPLE! Dont vote blindly pls.. Haha... I still rem something which Florence said abt Joakim but couldnt rem word for word.. i know it's something to do with a DIGNIFIED... EXIT. Haha.. I went, "WOW!". However, Ja said that she disagreed with the rest of the judges.. COME ON, JA! It's a singing competition.. U judge based on their vocal competence not their looks. I feel utmost unjust for Matilda who was voted out just last wk[abit laggin' i know..] Anyway, she certainly deserved to be kept in the competition.. People like Joakim should just get his butt out? So, we'll see what happens tmr.. SI votes, Vote for talents. Vote for the right people. Before i end off my post for today.. i would like to say a few things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;1. Elvin Ng still rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;2. Paul Twohill was I-M-P-R-E-S-S-I-V-E! Didnt know he knows Mandarin! n he got every word right.. I bet i cant do it the way he could.. Shame on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;3. I MISS MY Husband to-be. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*btw, the above mentioned r not in order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115634644917578227?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115634644917578227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115634644917578227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115634644917578227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115634644917578227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/argh-i-miss-mr-ambert.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115616787216121277</id><published>2006-08-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:44:32.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;WEEEEE!! *throws confetti* Exam's FINALLY over.. Wooohooo. *grins* Cant believe it ended so fast.. Well, must say it was a gd way to end the exam as today's paper was quite alright.. Dont want to be too over confident so yah.. now is the nerve-wrecking result day that i'm looking forward to.. hmm.. hope i can do well for this sem.. haven been able to achieve my target for the past yr.. come to think of it, i haven really worked hard enough.. TSK TSK. Heard from all my seniors that second sem will be a killer. Oh man.. Cannot imagine.. Ahhhh well.. Nvm! Forget abt results n studies for now.. It's time to work.. Booo.. no time to enjoy myself.. sighs... bounded by obligations.. sighs sighs... Hmm.. not exactly a bad thing.. It beats lazing ard at home esp for someone who loves to shop so much.. Cannot afford to rot at home.. No money = No shopping.. Hehe.. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway, Mr Ambert will be going to Hainan Dao tmr.. ='( First time in so many months that we'll not be able to see each other.. As much as i cant bear to have him leave, i still want him to enjoy himself.. Hope he'll buy loads of prezzies for me from Hainan Dao. Haha.. So, Mr Ambert, if u see this, pls take note that Zanel wants loads of prezzies. Pls do not be selfish and just shop for ur own things.. Must rem ur baby wife ok? =/ Haha. Talking abt prezzies, actually Mr Ambert bought me loads of prezzies today.. Sighs.. Wasted money again.. =.=" Baby boy, will u ever stop spoiling me? He bought me a small card, a mickey mouse mug, a pooh bear, jellies from Mei Wu and an organizer from Fila. Damn touched lar.. I love all the things which he has bought me.. The mickey mouse mug is SO unique and sweet can.. shall take a pic of it when i'm free. The poor bear is so adorable, huggable and pinch-able. Oh MAN! But Mr Ambert said that it looks as dumb, blur and cute as me.. What's with the dumb and blur, anyway.. *sulks* n for ur info, the jellies from Mei Wu have been my all-time fav. I just love the tenderness of the jelly =/. Hehe.. N last but not least!! THE FILA ORGANIZER. OMG! It was the exact same(but different color) organizer as my previous one. Well, i was forced to throw the previous 1 away as it was soaked in my fluid medicine the other time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sighs.. Had been so upset ever since my organizer was thrown away and poor Ambert had been searching high and low for an identical 1 for me.. Thanks so much.. Then, when we went to the Fila shop at J8 today, we found that similar organizer. Boy, was i elated. N i happily took the organizer to check out the price. The first lady told me it was $2.90 and my jaws almost dropped. It was unbelieveable and i wanted to pay it on the spot and own it at that instant. Then, she told me that i may want to purchase the Fila Hp pouch to get this organizer FREE. Oh great.. n that bloody pouch cost $12.90. So i thought to myself, "what's the point huh?" Hehe.. Just when i was abt to pay for it, another lady told me that i HAVE to purchase it with the Hp pouch as they do not sell the notebook itself anymore. Oh.. Like wth. My heart immediately sank can? Kinda torn apart at that moment and was having second thoughts about buying it. I mean, i didnt find it worth it though i really love it. Y would i in the right frame of mind buy an organizer which cost a whopping $12.90. Like hello, it's just an A5 notebook. It need not cost that much. Anyway, i gave up and left the shop, disappointed but pretended not to look too disappointed, knowing that Mr Ambert will buy it for me. Nevertheless, he bought it for me.. Tell me where to find such good bf? He wasted $12.90 just to get me that organizer which i can die for.. Oh man.. Super touched.. Wo ai si ni le.. Haha.. Nvm.. I'm willing to marry u instantly (if that's realistic enough). I mean, i'll be more than willing to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ok.. that's a long post.. Make up for the past few wks. Hehe.. Mr Ambert! I want u to know that i love u and pls come back in 1 piece ok? Cannot even lose 1 strand of hair hor!!! And for the rest of u, take care and i'll see u when sch reopens. Till then...&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/30557777-115616787216121277?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115616787216121277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115616787216121277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115616787216121277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115616787216121277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/weeeee-throws-confetti-exams-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115520418404030951</id><published>2006-08-10T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:03:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlow!!!haha...nw miss zanel singing song leh!!!and she dunno tt i am blogging...haha...sun yan zhi de kai shi dong le...haha...i must say she is little sun yan zhi in the making...lol...her singing really power lor...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zanel spent her whole day with me again...hai...although the day has nt end...but its ending soon le....nw 6.00p.m. le...its the part of the day which i hate most lor...*zanel why nt u just marry me lah?den no need go home le...haha...den save all the trouble rite?*=pPphaha...zanel today very gd lor...spent the whole afternoon teaching egbert oral...haha...think she really qi until wan tu xue lor...xing ku ni le dear...hugs...haha...and the barley which she cooked for my family is superb lah...haha...daddy and mummy...sry ar...tink me, hubert and egbert finish it le...left a little little bit for u to taste only...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thkz for appearing and STAYING in my life leh...haha...a day without u in my hse is super wierd lah...haha...must go duplicate a pair of keys for u le...so tt u can come as and when u lyk...=pPp...haha...dear...muacks...i know our rs will last...last till our next next next next life also still will last...i am stuck with the same wife for the next dunno how many cycles of my life...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115520418404030951?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115520418404030951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115520418404030951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115520418404030951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115520418404030951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/harlowhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115505034105834654</id><published>2006-08-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:19:01.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Finally handed up ALL the assignments on hand.. Exam's next.. Oh well.. what can i say? I'm not prepared for it yet and the best part is, nxt fri will be our first paper. Shall complete all my mindmaps by sun and then i can start studying on mon. Hmm.. at the looks of it, i still have ample time. Like what Kaiwen has said, since there are only 2 papers, there's literally no stress or whatsoever. Hmm. my sentiments exactly, darling.. i dont feel the least bit stressed can! Now i'm stressed for not feeling stressed. =/ *slaps myself* pls get into ur exam mood!! u have got to SCORE for the 2 papers. i want a GPA of at least 3 and above.. dont know if i can do it with my screwed up FP grade.. =.=" Lame shit.. Dont wish to state down the expectations that i have for myself cox i know if i do, i'll fall into depression of some sort again. Yah! i've just got this stupid prob with depression, u see. Not a gd time to fall into depression though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sighs.. I'm feeling despondent all over again.. I miss my aunt.. I really miss her.. I hate myself for not making the effort to even go and present an offering.. wat unfilial niece i m.. really dont knw wat's wrong with me.. y m i still nt able to accept the fact that she's gone. ZANEL!! PLS WAKE UP!! She'll nv return. Face up with the fact can? Just go back to the house n present ur offerings, Zanel.. She's waiting for u to go n visit her... Dont hesitate anymore! When she was still alive, u didnt make the effort to go n pay her a visit.. n when she passed away, u regretted. Now that she's already gone, u dont even want to go n see her.. how many times r u going to regret not doing sth? Pls, Zanel.. I rather u have regrets having done sth than to regret not doing sth.. Hmm.. i'm going to visit her tmr.. YES I WILL! sighs.. but.... sighs.. ok.. gd nite world.. &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/30557777-115505034105834654?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115505034105834654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115505034105834654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115505034105834654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115505034105834654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-handed-up-all-assignments-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115492180841085553</id><published>2006-08-07T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:58:25.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... nth better to do in sch so decided to post the pics which me n Mr Ambert took on our 2nd mth anniversary.. do not be jealous ok? Note: Mr Ambert.. Pls be glad that Ms Zanel has to wait for u in sch for another 5 hrs.. =.=" 5 WHOPPING HRS ok! 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10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/320/File0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/1600/File0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/1600/File0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/1600/File0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="318" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3199/3280/320/File0043.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115492180841085553?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115492180841085553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115492180841085553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115492180841085553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115492180841085553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115478631648792673</id><published>2006-08-05T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:58:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 mths le!!!2 mths le!!!haha...laopo...HAPPY 2MTHS annivesary...2mths seem to be lyk quite fast...but quite slow too...lyk wad u hav described...haha...ya lor...this is just lyk only the start of our lifetime journey...2mths will become 4mths...4mths become 8mths...8mths become 1year...1year become 10years...10years become 20 years...20 years become 50 years...50 years become 70 years...70 years become 100 years...(tts if we can live tt long lah...=x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...for the past 17 years of my life...i have nv loved nor missed someone so dearly before...time in sch seems to pass to slowly...the seconds just tick and tick...but 6pm always seems so far ...the time which i will get to see u...dear...really love you...seriously...since the day u stepped into my life..things started to change for the better...i had something to look forward to everyday....the times u spend at my hse...playing with my brothers...accompanying me to study...the time when u cooked mian xian for my family...the time we spent in the neoprint machine....haha...moments spend with u seem to be so magical...(especially the moment when we eat fishcake tgt...=x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...dear...if u realised....for the past 2mths...we have been seeing each other every single day leh...no matter rain or shine...haha...think we are really lyk super glue bah...never never will be separated...=)...think alot of couples will be envious of us lor...=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya...dun worry dear...i really like the bag you got me...its super nice lah...but all in all...its the thought tt counts bah...even if u give me a piece of blank paper with a heart shape or sumthing i also will be happy de lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2MTH annivesary dear...really love you alot...never will we be separated...cause you agreed to marry me le...remember?=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115478631648792673?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115478631648792673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115478631648792673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115478631648792673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115478631648792673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-mths-le2-mths-lehaha_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115470420896253670</id><published>2006-08-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:14:19.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Weee... i'm back after rushing my assignments over the past few wks.. Phews~!! It felt like a load off my shoulder. However, exams are coming REAL soon and i have not started on anything yet. *tsk tsk* I will start studying this coming wk. I want to do VERY well for my 2 papers. *fat hope, Zanel!* *bleahs!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, today is my 2nd mth with Mr Ambert.. So fast yet so slow.. We still have like 2 years+ to go Mr Ambert. Pls study hard so that u'll be able to feed me in future k? Hehe. Jking... I had a fantabulous day out with my hubby. I enjoyed myself very much and i really ENJOYED. We had some much fun crapping, laughing and even eating. Hmm. A lil' pathetic i must say.. Do u knw what we had for our dinner? U'll nv be able to guess it! Ha! Ya Kun Kaya Toast.. I mean, it rox lar so we dont mind having it as dinner on a 2nd mth anni, u see. For your info, it is very typical of us to have Ya Kun for dinner (=. Nothing substantial but definitely appetitizing.. N did u know that the silky barley that's avail. in Ya Kun rocks too? Try it and u'll know. After that, we went to take pictures tgt. FOR ONCE, i was nice enough to take pictures with my bf. Haha. Most of them were SUPER NICE. Of cox, there were a few which are quite spastic so i guess u'll never get to see them. =p i'll scan the pic real soon so that u all can be jealous ok? *just kidding*. I know i'm random but i think that this is so coincidental can! It took us like 2 mths to know that we both have fetish for FISHCAKES and we have the same stupid way of eating fishcakes.. Hehe.. we had a total of 4 fishcakes today. Sick right? Sighs.. All Ambert's fault. I didnt want to eat it but he tempted me ='(. Being with Ambert makes me fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks baby boy for all the happy moments that we've shared tgt and i know u'll be the last guy i will ever love.. I'm serious... I know that u're the right one for me and u'll always be mine right? Hehe.. Not ur choice anyway. U're stuck with me and that's it. I have the final say... n too bad girls, if u want Ambert, u've got to win me (which i think is rather difficult) (= By the way, i love the Guess perfume which u gave me.. Speechless.. But pls do not waste anymore money like this.. =.=" So sorry abt the last min shopping as u knw that i have been rushing my assignments like dumb for the past few wks. Hope u liked the bag which i have bought for u.. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy 2nd mth Anniversary Hubby!!! I love u (=&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/30557777-115470420896253670?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115470420896253670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115470420896253670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115470420896253670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115470420896253670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/08/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115426897325479889</id><published>2006-07-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T22:16:13.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi!i am here again!!!happy to see me?=pPp...today leh...miss zanel spent her whole day with me again...nt to forget she also pinched me for the whole day...dunno she eat wad medicine lor...pinch ppl super duper painful...i tink a person made of steel will also let her pinch until cry lor....she pinch ppl machiam no need money de lor...haha...and hor...i dunno wad she use to buy my brothers n mother lah...but they too day all gang up and say me...hai...='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised miss zanel veri tam jia de lor...dun b fooled by her "skinniness"...haha...she hor...really buey tahan...hands gt so many things to carry le still keep eating...then she even went to the extent of putting down the stuff on the floor just to get the froot loops out of the box lor...really buey tahan her...eat eat eat...fei si ni den u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest we went suntec...then zanel is as usual...very fascinated by YAMI YOGURT....i dunno why lah...but she super cute while eating it...its lyk...she lyk eat until very contented lor...very satisfied...haha...then when she eat...gt one trend de...she will b bouncing as she walk...haha...forever one...stupid and blur zanel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...laopo...*i shall call u laopo frm nw*....cause u are also known as MRS AMBERT!u are really the most magical thing tt happened in my life lah...if u had nt stepped into my life....i tink i will just die lah...thkz leh....and hor i wanna tell the WHOLE WORLD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ZANEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AND WILL FOREVER DO!!!!!=pPp&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115426897325479889?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115426897325479889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115426897325479889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115426897325479889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115426897325479889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hihii-am-here-againhappy-to-see-meppp.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115378774288364788</id><published>2006-07-25T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:35:42.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually yest wanted to add this new post de lor...but my hm wireless sucks...tried for lyk 45mins but still cannot log on...so here i am nw...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u know wads the difference between a wife n a gf?lol...a wife will wait for u for 8hrs in sch but a gf might nt...lol...yest LAOPO zanel waited for me for 8 hrs leh!!!8 SOLID HOURS!!!no joke leh...she could hav spend the time at home slping or doin sumthing else but she chose to wait for me in sch...super touched lah...thks leh dear...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..yest when i said i was hungry...miss zanel bought me 2 pancakes...one chocolate one red bean...she brought the 2 pancakes frm canteen one to blk 50 leh...and then walked back to library...its lyk walking across the campus to and fro lah...then when i brought it into class...my classmates were lyk goin..."wa...so gd ar...gt ai xin pancake...u noe i very hungry anot...eat infront of me..."haha...so i was munching on the pancake during EG1 lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei dear...a couple goin thru thick and thin is possible...at least i noe its possible between us...i will go thru thick and thin with u no matter wad de...xiang xing wo bah!!=p&lt;br /&gt;paiseh ar...i noe its abit mushy...so...ya...bb!&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115378774288364788?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115378774288364788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115378774288364788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115378774288364788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115378774288364788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/actually-yest-wanted-to-add-this-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115366677209151541</id><published>2006-07-23T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:07:28.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Weeeee.. I've got a new racket!!! Can u imagine? Proace ABS Power 1000 leh!!! Mr Ambert gave it to me.. Hehe.. See.. Zanel so pro.. Can use racket of tension 26.. (= Hehe.. Oh well, thank u soooooooooooooo much Mr Ambert.. Thanks for the racket and thanks for changing the grip as well. Just when i was abt to give up on badminton, u gave me hope-the racket, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a wonderful day at with Mr Ambert today.. the time when we were out playing the badminton friendly, the time when we went to Rivervale Mall NTUC, the time when i went to cut hair with u, the times when we played u, egbert n hubert, the time when u all lauged at me for not being able to kick the ball straight, the time when i cooked at ur hse n u all enjoyed it and even the time when egbert hit his head against the wall n only reacted to it after i asked him if it was ok.. I love everything abt today.. Hehe.. Thank god i did not burn ur entire kitchen down =/.. If not, ur mom would have cooked me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. yah.. i love u Mr Ambert.. (= REALLY!!! *slaps myself* Kw, izzy n jas said that i exclaim TOO MUCH.. Sighs.. Is it a very bad thing? *shrugs*.. I'm out of here.. Tata..&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/30557777-115366677209151541?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115366677209151541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115366677209151541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115366677209151541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115366677209151541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/weeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115365435646262439</id><published>2006-07-23T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T19:32:36.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well...chef ambert is here to comment on ZANEL's cooking(yu pian mian xian)...=pPp&lt;br /&gt;here are the comments of the other 4 judges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Daddy Ambert = "This is the first time we are eatin mian xian at home hor?"&lt;br /&gt;2)Mummy Ambert ="Nt bad...its nice!its really nice of u to cook for us!"&lt;br /&gt;3)Hubert="its nice!"&lt;br /&gt;4)Egbert="TOO MUCH VEGETABLES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE VERDICT!!!=Highly recommended!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                 8/10!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sorry guys...she is taken...=x...i will have mian xian for the rest of my life...=pPp&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115365435646262439?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115365435646262439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115365435646262439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115365435646262439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115365435646262439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115365005900307905</id><published>2006-07-23T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T18:20:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all!!!haha...nw MISS ZANEL is cooking for my family...MISS ZANEL COOKING LEH!!!!Qing Zhi Xia Chu leh!!!haha...stunned anot?hope it tastes nice...=p...lol...oh no...i forgot to buy fire extinguisher...so hopes nth goes wrong lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today miss zanel spent her whole day at my home again...we really had fun lah...playing badminton in the morning and playing soccer with hubert and egbert in the afternoon...psst psst...*zanel cant kick a ball straight*...dun tell her hor...=)...but she managed to score a goal lah...so already nt bad lah huh?=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badminton was great for us today!i learnt tt mayb i have been too fierce with her for the past few sessions tt we played le...but today we played well!just tt our rotation sometimes cannot come in place...but today's zanel shots all gt impact de lor..it all went...*PIAK PIAK PIAK*...she even managed to tap an indonesian player lor...and the indonesian player just stood there and watch the shuttle whizz past her as there is nth tt she can do...I AM SO PROUD OF U ZANEL!!!haha...weekends have been so fun since u stepped into my life...thkz!!!haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah...i will go off le...gotta go check on zanel before she burns down my kitchen...=pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115365005900307905?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115365005900307905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115365005900307905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115365005900307905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115365005900307905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-allhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115344643076963182</id><published>2006-07-21T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:47:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi!!!i shall use this time to blog as zanel is having classes nw....if nt she will nag at me to ask me to spend the time to brush up on my EG1 and ELTECH instead of coming here to add a new post...lol...haha...wad do u mean tt ambert ask u to blog then u blog...so u mean tt post is for my eyes only lah?haha...dang ran u love huang sikai MORE lah...lol...huang sikai is the only gd guy in the world left lor..lucky u hav me...pls b honoured!=x....kiddin kiddin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huang jun xiong where gt shuai lor...alamak...still wei le watch huang jun xiong ask me to open the door myself...hai...disappointed ar...=p...hai...weekend is coming le...but this sun cannot pei u...sry leh dear...='(...but u still can come my hse do hw de...dun worry...i wan u to noe tt no matter how complicated or how stressful ur real life is..whenever u ar with ambert...u are in ur comfort zone...just take it as a place where u escape frm ur world...a place where u can really relax yourself...my family loves u...my mum...my dad...hubert...egbert...dey all love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly...ambert loves zanel too!and nth will ever ever change tt fact...=p&lt;br /&gt;- Mr Ambert-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115344643076963182?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115344643076963182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Oh well.. was asked to blog.. by who? AMBERT NG SIKAI lor.. cause he said that he wants something to read.. FINE.. then u better keep ur eyes peeled k? for i'm going to make a astonishing announcement (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;I love Huang Junxiong aka Elvin Ng BUT i love Huang Sikai aka Ambert Ng even MORE. Dont be jealous k? Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway.. Elvin Ng is so charming and i mean CHARMING! Oh my god!! Super duper shuai can!!! I must watch the Ai Qing Ling Du C every nite liao.. I really dont mind sacrificing that 1 hr of slp for Elvin Ng.. n i feel that there's seriously nothing wrong with his voice.. I mean.. it's audible lar.. Kw doesnt seemed to like him though. =( Booo.. Hehe.. I know i know.. u're only interested in ur honey bunny cox he's cute too.. Hehe.. What's with the cute guys anyway? Why does every girl suddenly become a sucker for cute guys? Me, kw, my sis and i dont rem anymore but that's like 3 girls in the world.. that makes up almost 1/100,000,0 of the female population!!! That's remarkably FEW. =.=" Hehe.. *slaps myself* So cold right? Diaos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Before i end off this post, i would like to say... I love u and only u.. Not u-know-who! GET IT?!?! Don't ever accuse me again or u'll die a horrible death k Mr Ambert. By then, even the entire world as compensation would not be sufficient. Ok.. Bye folks.. Pls tag me.. Love u ppl (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115332164019173361?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115332164019173361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115332164019173361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115332164019173361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115332164019173361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-well_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115317145041840241</id><published>2006-07-18T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T05:24:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hey hi...u said i can have permisson to add new post so here i am...=p...its now super early in the morning...=)...its nw only 5 lor...and miss zanel is already up studying...studious rite?haha...miss zanel!!!thkz for everything that u hav done for me...frankly i am really touched by this blog lah...haha...thanks thanks...&lt;br /&gt;yest we went J8...haha...AND ZANEL BOUGHT MI 2 STICKS OF CHICKEN BALLS!!!!stunned right???its nt even typical of zanel to even look at chicken meat...needless to say...buy them n hold them to me...maybe she knows tt i was super hungry at that point of time...and it tasted super nice!after buying all the stuff...we went to her home...her bro was also super gd to me lah...shared twisties...chips more cookies...and he even offered me a drink when we were having dinner...haha...egbert also never so gd lor...lol...then when i left still ask me to come again tml...very gd hor?=pPp&lt;br /&gt;dear...we muz remember all the things tt we said to each other n nv nv forget them leh...=)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY MRS AMBERT=) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Mr Ambert-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30557777-115317145041840241?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115317145041840241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115317145041840241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115317145041840241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115317145041840241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-hi_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30557777.post-115297812931608332</id><published>2006-07-15T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:13:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Oh well. Have decided to start a brand new blog since i m leading a brand new life now. (=. Shall define my brand new life. My new life includes my sayang, Mr Ambert Ng Si Kai and the rest of the Ng family, my badminton life and myself. Hehe. Am proud of my new life. I love Mr Ambert and his family!! They are super nice to me can. *touched* Really loss for words. His daddy and marmi actually brought me to a chinese sinseh when i injured my ankle the other time. That wasnt it.. They even waited for me to finish the treatment before going for dinner. How sweet of them. Can u imagine? It's the first time they saw me and they were already so nice to me.. *moved to tears*. Just last wk, her mother offered to cook my share and all those dishes which she cooked was absolutely MEAT-LESS can? Only fish, veggies n egg!! As the saying does, "ai wu ji wu".. I have no reason not to fall in love with his family right? Yes! I love Mr Ambert!! (= and i hope/pray/wish he'll really be my last bf. Hmm.. coming from Zanel, that was a lil' too mushy eh? Hehe.. All his fault.. He is a bad influence.. Always so mushy n there u go, Zanel is going to be badly influence. Oops 0.0". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Anyway, from now on, i'm going to change my sleeping hrs.. I shall turn in early and wake up in the middle of the night to study. I think this works for me so i'm going to continue with that. Morning to Night time is a NO-NO for Zanel. I cant study between those time because that's when migraine sets in. How sad. Whatever.. i m through with those medications from the neurologist. That's it!! i dont want to gain more weight. I hate the fact that im gaining weight from those medications. Like hello? I barely eat. I think the medications i take is more than what i usually eat for my 3 meals. Ironic isnt it? Oh.. who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's abt it lar.. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired after 1 whole day of badminton.. hehe.. so till then.. take care pple (=&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/30557777-115297812931608332?l=am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/feeds/115297812931608332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30557777&amp;postID=115297812931608332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115297812931608332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30557777/posts/default/115297812931608332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://am-a-niao-aka-zanel.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Zanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02944226418833131052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
