<?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-17451865</id><updated>2012-01-31T11:38:31.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe in a Crazy World</title><subtitle type='html'>-Where I Hide &amp; Wrote At A Corner-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4446155096910272687</id><published>2008-11-20T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:15:16.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Entry</title><content type='html'>It's been a long while, ain't it? Been occupied with work, e-learning and dearest boyfie. :) Not forgeting the meet ups with my lovely Bedah. In a line, what I've been up to the past...2 months were: Hari Raya outings, trip to KL with Boyfie &amp;amp; friends, Ungu concert (fantabulous!), getaway to Batam with Boyfie &amp;amp; doing e-learning in between. How to find time to update the blog, tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SSUBGYqCR4I/AAAAAAAAA-U/oesrWhVgktY/s1600-h/P1060003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270620148116637570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SSUBGYqCR4I/AAAAAAAAA-U/oesrWhVgktY/s320/P1060003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us...having dinner before watching Ungu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SSUBGdkM6gI/AAAAAAAAA-M/kBR0Bd58VQo/s1600-h/P1050997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270620149434345986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SSUBGdkM6gI/AAAAAAAAA-M/kBR0Bd58VQo/s320/P1050997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Sour Puss Cafe, Esplanade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think...it's time for me to say ta-ta to the blog. It's been 3 years since I started this space online. For those who followed my blog since Day 1, you know the main history, how I got the name of the blog..and basically...what's the blog WAS all about. The blog potrayed my PAST happiness, how I got through the depression &amp;amp;..how I found my current &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;insyallah&lt;/em&gt;..the last love of my life. In time to come, the love story between me &amp;amp; Syah...will come to light on THE DAY. :)  The day both us are looking forward to. For now, I thank God for giving me a man who has so much patience, so much love, so much care &amp;amp; so much other reasons for me to love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...Little Superhero Gal. I have found my own niche, that's truly safe, in a crazy world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Okay, if Syah allows, maybe I'll drop by his &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syafael.multiply.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to make special appearances. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4446155096910272687?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4446155096910272687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4446155096910272687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4446155096910272687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4446155096910272687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-entry.html' title='The Last Entry'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SSUBGYqCR4I/AAAAAAAAA-U/oesrWhVgktY/s72-c/P1060003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8344557565428675217</id><published>2008-09-30T04:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T02:13:59.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>F1 is finally over! The past 1 week has been very busy, with my group coordinators clocking more than 12 hours of work daily....extended slogging hours for everyone &amp;amp; etc. Despite all that, I managed to spend a mere 2 hours for supper with the boyfriend &amp;amp; the best friend. It's my dearest Bedah's 25th birthday! Supper at Spice River Valley has always been so much fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SOE2104C9gI/AAAAAAAAAtc/fBVF5YHFyaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251538938845394434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SOE2104C9gI/AAAAAAAAAtc/fBVF5YHFyaQ/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got a new camera from Sufy &amp;amp; a maxi dress for herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SOE22D-SkYI/AAAAAAAAAtk/CnqPbQIbh9s/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251538942898114946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SOE22D-SkYI/AAAAAAAAAtk/CnqPbQIbh9s/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we enjoyed supper till 3 am!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me &amp;amp; Syah even went to Mustafa Centre over the weekend &amp;amp; I was excited over the &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; many instant food stuff there! Eve of Raya was nice, we both listened to &lt;em&gt;takbir&lt;/em&gt; together. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To all, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8344557565428675217?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8344557565428675217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8344557565428675217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8344557565428675217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8344557565428675217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/09/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SOE2104C9gI/AAAAAAAAAtc/fBVF5YHFyaQ/s72-c/IMG_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6374913089228042549</id><published>2008-09-17T07:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:13:02.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain, pain!</title><content type='html'>What do you do, when you can't sleep at 3 am, having abdominal pain/cramps (no, not the &lt;em&gt;lau sai&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;em&gt; berak-berak&lt;/em&gt; kind) &amp;amp; start to feel, stressed out? Then came the negative thoughts and out of the World fears. Then I kept tossing &amp;amp; turning on my bed, &amp;amp; THEN headache sets in. I sms-ed The BF. Although he has slept, miraculously, he could wake up &amp;amp; gave a call to check on me. Despite all the whining I could muster at 3 am, The BF gathered words of comfort &amp;amp; coaxed me to see a doctor in the morning (I'm lazy when it comes to doctors &amp;amp; medicines). So, thanks Dar, for sacrificing your sleep to "accompany" me on the phone, to make me feel better (the pain doesn't go away though) &amp;amp; to cheer me up. Tell me when you're sick. I may go all the way to Bedok to pass you home-made-instant chicken broth. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall ask for Anarex to take me to Milan. Yes, in my dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6374913089228042549?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6374913089228042549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6374913089228042549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6374913089228042549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6374913089228042549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/09/pain-pain.html' title='Pain, pain!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3627033093395184714</id><published>2008-09-11T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:22:48.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>With the sheer of luck, my mom seemed to know that I was going to &lt;em&gt;buka&lt;/em&gt; at home &amp;amp; she made..&lt;em&gt;mee bandong&lt;/em&gt;! It's a spicy soup noodle &amp;amp; is usually a lil sweet. I never taste other &lt;em&gt;mee bandong&lt;/em&gt; as nice as my mom's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMkaE35MhqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rdU5IYC7Tyk/s1600-h/P1050792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244751912075298466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMkaE35MhqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rdU5IYC7Tyk/s320/P1050792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not too spicy. But yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMkaFN8xxZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4aSnbQkyxsE/s1600-h/P1050793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244751917995902354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMkaFN8xxZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/4aSnbQkyxsE/s320/P1050793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My siblings enjoyed the noodles too. Especially so after fasting. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm looking forward to October. Hari Raya &amp;amp; hopefully, yet another short getaway. F1's coming. &lt;em&gt;Bleargh.&lt;/em&gt; Busy days till then. Can't wait for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3627033093395184714?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3627033093395184714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3627033093395184714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3627033093395184714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3627033093395184714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMkaE35MhqI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rdU5IYC7Tyk/s72-c/P1050792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3037487132059738851</id><published>2008-09-08T02:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:09:51.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potluck-ing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breaking fast with the closest friends has always been great. Especially when it's the first time I brought Doraemon along to meet Fizah &amp;amp; Maria &amp;amp; their respective partners. I went to Geylang with Dar to &lt;em&gt;see see baju kurung&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; I managed to get something I like! Dar bought &lt;em&gt;deng deng&lt;/em&gt; (it's like the Malay version of&lt;em&gt; bak kua&lt;/em&gt; but it's beef!) &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;air kathira&lt;/em&gt; (a milky flavoured drink mainly available during Ramadan). Fizah did the open house &amp;amp; cooked rice &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;tom yum&lt;/em&gt; soup. Maria &amp;amp; I paid for KFC delivery. Wan made grilled salmon &amp;amp; mussels. Suliana &amp;amp; Sufy bought....mooncakes! Haha....what a potluck! We watched this corny Malay movie called "Duyung".  Maria hasn't watch "Ayat Ayat Cinta" before &amp;amp; we thought that we should have a sappy-love-story kinda movie that can make us sob our hearts out but alas, the disc just won't work! So we ended up watching a Thai show, "Dorm".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgy2uFvbI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CCJojNrhTYM/s1600-h/P1050776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351924220476850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgy2uFvbI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CCJojNrhTYM/s320/P1050776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suliana &amp;amp; Sufy have been very active lately....Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgzGtIfDI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zmpuPQiwsl4/s1600-h/P1050777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351928511429682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgzGtIfDI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zmpuPQiwsl4/s320/P1050777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maria looks good with her new hairdo while Wan just seems to get bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgMqNCWXI/AAAAAAAAAsU/czPoKdd962k/s1600-h/P1050778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351268025588082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgMqNCWXI/AAAAAAAAAsU/czPoKdd962k/s320/P1050778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laughing to our hearts' content watching "Duyung".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgM50grSI/AAAAAAAAAsc/mw_O6ED70xg/s1600-h/P1050779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351272217685282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgM50grSI/AAAAAAAAAsc/mw_O6ED70xg/s320/P1050779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love these girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgNXPtNXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/-YvKllHG6Bc/s1600-h/P1050780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351280116381042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgNXPtNXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/-YvKllHG6Bc/s320/P1050780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ladies in the house...posed like it's only 3pm when it's already past midnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgNWqt-7I/AAAAAAAAAss/UKt1QZegtP8/s1600-h/P1050782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351279961242546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgNWqt-7I/AAAAAAAAAss/UKt1QZegtP8/s320/P1050782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The men watched a lil bit of soccer &amp;amp; were obviously all tired. Can you see Wan's tummy?! Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgNsJgLVI/AAAAAAAAAs0/qyackiVCJds/s1600-h/P1050783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243351285727505746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgNsJgLVI/AAAAAAAAAs0/qyackiVCJds/s320/P1050783.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They agreed to take a picture but refused to look at the camera. And I know my Doraemon ACTUALLY wanted a good shot! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3037487132059738851?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3037487132059738851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3037487132059738851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3037487132059738851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3037487132059738851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/09/potluck-ing.html' title='Potluck-ing!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMQgy2uFvbI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CCJojNrhTYM/s72-c/P1050776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5871402920714873877</id><published>2008-09-06T05:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T05:53:01.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From This Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to go Vivo City yesterday to break fast together. Wanted to get his best friend's birthday present as well. The highlight of the evening (and that explains why I'm blogging about it!) was what he said DURING the bus journey to Vivo, the moments when we looked up for stars (cloudy night though, &lt;em&gt;chet!)&lt;/em&gt; and chatting on the phone last night. To hear those words from MY man, is just so....magical. So, what exactly did we talk about, you may ask. Haha...I'm not sharing just as YET, but all I can say is....it's something that I have been looking forward to. Just waiting for the right person, the right time. And yes...he made it. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMGlGRi84nI/AAAAAAAAAsM/szV3GLwaMs8/s1600-h/P1050737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242652968443765362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMGlGRi84nI/AAAAAAAAAsM/szV3GLwaMs8/s320/P1050737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sound cliche, but I'm reminded of Shania's From This Moment! For you, Doraemon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From this moment I have been blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I live only for your happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From this moment on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I will never be apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dreams came true because of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the reason I believe in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All we need is just the two of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dreams came true because of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5871402920714873877?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5871402920714873877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5871402920714873877' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5871402920714873877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5871402920714873877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-this-moment.html' title='From This Moment'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SMGlGRi84nI/AAAAAAAAAsM/szV3GLwaMs8/s72-c/P1050737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3679173019866869672</id><published>2008-09-01T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T01:08:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first month has been great. It just reminds me of the song "All My Life" by Kci and Jojo again. It all falls nicely into place. I hope, many many happy months will come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOgypjPGI/AAAAAAAAArk/NdL_vJFtXlY/s1600-h/P1050759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240728179146177634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOgypjPGI/AAAAAAAAArk/NdL_vJFtXlY/s320/P1050759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at Fullerton Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOhFOyYkI/AAAAAAAAArs/WCNsrRRWMJ4/s1600-h/P1050760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240728184134197826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOhFOyYkI/AAAAAAAAArs/WCNsrRRWMJ4/s320/P1050760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I try to pout my lips...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOhPzfDtI/AAAAAAAAAr0/J-pseqxE-U4/s1600-h/P1050761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240728186972475090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOhPzfDtI/AAAAAAAAAr0/J-pseqxE-U4/s320/P1050761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couple in black!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOheIcV3I/AAAAAAAAAr8/kWZCIJ77oaM/s1600-h/P1050771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240728190818473842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOheIcV3I/AAAAAAAAAr8/kWZCIJ77oaM/s320/P1050771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starbucks Central. It certainly helps that we both love Starbucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOhpQIFWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/O7nO5DbuPh4/s1600-h/P1050775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240728193803490658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOhpQIFWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/O7nO5DbuPh4/s320/P1050775.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the beautiful tulips that marks the first month!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3679173019866869672?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3679173019866869672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3679173019866869672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3679173019866869672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3679173019866869672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-month.html' title='First Month'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SLrOgypjPGI/AAAAAAAAArk/NdL_vJFtXlY/s72-c/P1050759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7607512625122006770</id><published>2008-08-23T01:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T04:05:35.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring Bedok with Badoque!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I met my Doraemon for dinner today. We dropped by Geylang Serai for awhile to &lt;em&gt;see see&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;bajus&lt;/em&gt; for Raya. I've always wanna have mine tailor-made, but I'm always too late,&lt;em&gt; larr&lt;/em&gt;. We didn't stay very long at Geylang &amp;amp; we head to Bedok for dinner. Doraemon brought me to a cafe I've been wanting to try....Badoque! And I like it! It's chic yet, relaxed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7zQEc8_2I/AAAAAAAAArc/OLN3G3IT49E/s1600-h/P1050639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390874077101922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7zQEc8_2I/AAAAAAAAArc/OLN3G3IT49E/s320/P1050639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The concept is simple, full of black &amp;amp; white decor. Coincidentally, Dar wore black &amp;amp; I, white!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7MlqhPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/O2RSjpn-dak/s1600-h/P1050632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390515483870450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7MlqhPI/AAAAAAAAAq0/O2RSjpn-dak/s320/P1050632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My ravioli was good! Almost as delicious as Spaggedi's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7W4-wTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/dBmRrGWQg2g/s1600-h/P1050633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390518249242930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7W4-wTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/dBmRrGWQg2g/s320/P1050633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dar had Chicken Kunzeer (I think that's the spelling). It's similiar to &lt;em&gt;ayam masak merah&lt;/em&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7lzajHI/AAAAAAAAArE/6wkBDDvw5CE/s1600-h/P1050635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390522252430450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7lzajHI/AAAAAAAAArE/6wkBDDvw5CE/s320/P1050635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their desserts come in palettes &amp;amp; small slices! Dar said that the cakes look like sushi. I got a tiramisu gelato with a lil chocolate truffle cake. Very sweet but yummylicious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7nEvV-I/AAAAAAAAArM/krWhjuaS9hU/s1600-h/P1050637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390522593531874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7nEvV-I/AAAAAAAAArM/krWhjuaS9hU/s320/P1050637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to finish the dessert myself as Dar can't consume dairy products anyhow, anywhere. He's lactose intolerant. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7_J-nHI/AAAAAAAAArU/N6Jpk_Hkksg/s1600-h/P1050643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237390529057954930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7y7_J-nHI/AAAAAAAAArU/N6Jpk_Hkksg/s320/P1050643.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dar's friends, Yanto &amp;amp; Yana joined us for drinks at Badoque as well. It's a well-spent Friday. Looking forward to tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7607512625122006770?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7607512625122006770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7607512625122006770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7607512625122006770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7607512625122006770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/08/exploring-bedok-with-bardoque.html' title='Exploring Bedok with Badoque!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SK7zQEc8_2I/AAAAAAAAArc/OLN3G3IT49E/s72-c/P1050639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5791914988090382090</id><published>2008-08-22T02:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T02:51:59.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Couplehood</title><content type='html'>You know...ever since I declared that I'm attached, friends been leaving comments on my Friendster account, wishing me happiness &amp;amp; they seriously seem more excited than I am! Haha...it's sweet and I appreciate them. Suliana sms-ed me the other day &amp;amp; asked, "How's couplehood?". I don't mean to neglect her but I really has been busy &amp;amp; tired from work AND yes, spending time with Doraemon. :) So, I met her for dinner just now. That...later. Like I was saying, besides my friends, colleagues has been rejoicing my couplehood too. Haha...either they're afraid I'm turning bisexual or that I'll end up an old maid. &lt;em&gt;Choy!&lt;/em&gt; Most of my friends &amp;amp; colleagues wanna meet Doraemon. &lt;em&gt;Tsk tsk&lt;/em&gt;...Doraemon: You better prepare your cover letter &amp;amp; resume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of my strong blog supporters like EDWARD, I don't mind sharing a lil bit of my love story. I got to know Doraemon through Friendster last year. We got along very well but I just wasn't ready and I didn't have any special feelings for him. So, all this while, he's been a very nice friend &amp;amp; I can count on him for anything, anytime. Somehow, I decided to open up &amp;amp; give him the chance. And &lt;em&gt;alhamdullilah&lt;/em&gt;, he has shown me so much happiness &amp;amp; love. :) I just realise that the both of us have a lot of similiarities, like how he likes to hang out at Starbucks, he's into peppermint (none of my friends like peppermint stuff!), the songs choices he listens to &amp;amp; we both have dimples! (Yeah, that's the least important, I know) He read my entire blog, right from the beginning...&amp;amp; he's been giving me lotsa assurance. Liah was telling me that our partners should bring out the best in ourselves, &amp;amp; I agree that Doraemon does makes me feel like I'm the most wonderful person on Earth. I love my Doraemon,&lt;em&gt; larr&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off 3 days this week. Met Suliana just now for dinner. Doraemon's turn tomorrow &amp;amp; BOTH Doraemon &amp;amp; Suliana on Saturday. We going to Sentosa! &lt;em&gt;Yippee!&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5791914988090382090?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5791914988090382090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5791914988090382090' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5791914988090382090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5791914988090382090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/08/couplehood.html' title='The Couplehood'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3485911042231553762</id><published>2008-08-11T01:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T02:20:10.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Love Actually~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8wS_msaKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Rjs0fztxpNM/s1600-h/P1050588.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, the pics for Bali....hmmm...I'll TRY to post it soon. No promises though. Haha! It was a great trip...despite Lavanya's deep snores &amp;amp; her taking a &lt;em&gt;loooooong&lt;/em&gt; time to get ready. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll talk about my National Day celebration instead, can? It was never this fulfilling before. At least, none that I can recall. We went triple dating! &lt;em&gt;Shiok?&lt;/em&gt; Of course it was! Sat by the Singapore River to see the Black Knights, fireworks in front of Fullerton Hotel, dinner at your regular MacD's, sang to our hearts' content at Cash Studio and supper at Bencoolen. Now...that's what I call a celebration. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a special one for me, Liah and Suliana this year....as we brought our dearies for the first time. Many more to come. Not the dearies..but the outings. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFrTKNwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vbpYxKfrFQw/s1600-h/P1050579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232947569038604034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFrTKNwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vbpYxKfrFQw/s320/P1050579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a cab down to Raffles Place. Rina busy making faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFyP3pWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Iwor14_g-yQ/s1600-h/P1050582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232947570903852386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFyP3pWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Iwor14_g-yQ/s320/P1050582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Doraemon, I mean, Syah by the Singapore River. Drizzling &lt;em&gt;lar&lt;/em&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFykt9vI/AAAAAAAAAqU/dGSnOZiwnwI/s1600-h/P1050584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232947570991298290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFykt9vI/AAAAAAAAAqU/dGSnOZiwnwI/s320/P1050584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's so happy...she's a star..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qGBU7w9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/p0Gd1DMAk_Q/s1600-h/P1050586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232947574951625682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qGBU7w9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/p0Gd1DMAk_Q/s320/P1050586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucky our colour combination is good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8pd5gclBI/AAAAAAAAApc/Cer5zQUu7P8/s1600-h/P1050590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232946885657662482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8pd5gclBI/AAAAAAAAApc/Cer5zQUu7P8/s320/P1050590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys and their antics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8peEJEqLI/AAAAAAAAApk/gRMhDm_F1-U/s1600-h/P1050593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232946888512415922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8peEJEqLI/AAAAAAAAApk/gRMhDm_F1-U/s320/P1050593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So drama!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8peZx5RzI/AAAAAAAAAps/B7k2jUZGg3Y/s1600-h/P1050597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232946894320781106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8peZx5RzI/AAAAAAAAAps/B7k2jUZGg3Y/s320/P1050597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sufy singing for Bedah. Yes....we were ALL emo-rockers-screamers that night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8pefgEJkI/AAAAAAAAAp0/j8-3_xbsL20/s1600-h/P1050607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232946895856608834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8pefgEJkI/AAAAAAAAAp0/j8-3_xbsL20/s320/P1050607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We taking it slow and steady. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232946920876119026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8pf8tLk_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/oELPN0QZq1Q/s320/P1050612.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Dimplets! Yup...we ALL four have it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8onO9xm7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/HAPP6tAX_rw/s1600-h/P1050614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232945946525014962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8onO9xm7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/HAPP6tAX_rw/s320/P1050614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The speckies' corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8onlm90hI/AAAAAAAAAo8/uwQwuZDO3go/s1600-h/P1050617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232945952603361810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8onlm90hI/AAAAAAAAAo8/uwQwuZDO3go/s320/P1050617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only MOMENT that Sufy was taller than Suliana. Thanks to the lil step there. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8onzfKV_I/AAAAAAAAApE/yBfFbaeVcQw/s1600-h/P1050618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232945956328724466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8onzfKV_I/AAAAAAAAApE/yBfFbaeVcQw/s320/P1050618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't mess with my man! &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8on3O_orI/AAAAAAAAApM/N4QNq8vi8oc/s1600-h/P1050620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232945957334655666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8on3O_orI/AAAAAAAAApM/N4QNq8vi8oc/s320/P1050620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mat Noor &amp;amp; Liah Kamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232945963479060562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8ooOH70FI/AAAAAAAAApU/u6j9l8g6IvI/s320/P1050621.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Hmm...Please forgive him? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoyed ourselves, even when Sufy has to wake up at 5am the following day. Even when Syah has soccer at 8 am. Even when Noor has work to do. What matters, is the company. Right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3485911042231553762?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3485911042231553762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3485911042231553762' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3485911042231553762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3485911042231553762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-actually.html' title='~Love Actually~'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SJ8qFrTKNwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vbpYxKfrFQw/s72-c/P1050579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1706509179517845406</id><published>2008-07-31T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:19:56.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky!</title><content type='html'>The day started with a splendid meaning....a moment I hope I'll keep close to my heart for the rest of my life. Thank you for being there for me and not giving up even a bit. Thank you for the care and concern. Thank you for the teddies, the flowers and the Coach wrist bag. Thank you for the songs, the Starbucks treats and the well-wishes. Thank you for being my friend. And thank you...for being my love. &lt;em&gt;Insyallah,&lt;/em&gt; we'll work this out together, hand in hand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I already tell you that I'm flying to Bali in a few hours' time? Hehe...Updates, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1706509179517845406?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1706509179517845406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1706509179517845406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1706509179517845406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1706509179517845406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/07/lucky.html' title='Lucky!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5054180791197063151</id><published>2008-07-13T21:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:11:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Hidayah Got Hitched!</title><content type='html'>I remember the days when my dearest sweetie-pie girlfriend, Hidayah, spoke about marriage back in secondary school. She, &lt;em&gt;together-gether&lt;/em&gt; with Hamizah, would talk about how their dream wedding ceremonies would be...in the midst of Mr Tee's (our so &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt; English teacher) lessons. In between recesses, PE lessons &amp;amp; even walking to the building on the other side for our Malay classes, these 2 girls would talk about their Prince Charming...the marriage &amp;amp; the kids that follow. Not forgetting the "happily ever after look" that spread across their gleeful faces. Haha...Hamizah got married to her long time boyfriend (like 9 yrs!) last year &amp;amp; Hidayah got hitched...last weekend! When I hugged Hidayah &amp;amp; gave her my well wishes, I whispered.."You been talking about it since secondary school days, &amp;amp; finally, tonight is the night you been waiting for". And I almost teared. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoHikKSTRI/AAAAAAAAAms/5P0FNDyH4Iw/s1600-h/P1050330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222495008293276946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoHikKSTRI/AAAAAAAAAms/5P0FNDyH4Iw/s320/P1050330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suliana &amp;amp; Dahlia. Lucky Dahlia is still single, like me. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoHM4rwRlI/AAAAAAAAAmk/zscTeAHb6Pc/s1600-h/P1050331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222494635845240402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoHM4rwRlI/AAAAAAAAAmk/zscTeAHb6Pc/s320/P1050331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The remaining few singletons. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoG7NpwBPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0JCBzWFKImo/s1600-h/P1050333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222494332236334322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoG7NpwBPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/0JCBzWFKImo/s320/P1050333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dahlia:&lt;/strong&gt; Ain...she looks so matured with all the make-up huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah...And she's only 25 yrs of age, like us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dahlia:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh no...when we get married, I guess AFTER we're about 27 yrs old, won't we look even OLDER??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoGv1RW3aI/AAAAAAAAAmU/17pS6kMY5eA/s1600-h/P1050334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222494136713010594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoGv1RW3aI/AAAAAAAAAmU/17pS6kMY5eA/s320/P1050334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for our turn to take a snapshot with the wedding couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoGTTP1dgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dXu8uXPINHA/s1600-h/P1050336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222493646543484418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoGTTP1dgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/dXu8uXPINHA/s320/P1050336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I wish..Hidayah &amp;amp; Raihan: Have a blissful marriage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/s: Missing really makes the heart grows fonder, huh? &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5054180791197063151?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5054180791197063151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5054180791197063151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5054180791197063151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5054180791197063151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-hidayah-got-hitched.html' title='The Day Hidayah Got Hitched!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SHoHikKSTRI/AAAAAAAAAms/5P0FNDyH4Iw/s72-c/P1050330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4756813298626702288</id><published>2008-06-16T05:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:58:00.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Catch Up</title><content type='html'>It's been a &lt;em&gt;looong &lt;/em&gt;while since the last update. Like I said before, I'm getting lazy to post entries. Why I suddenly appear again out of nowhere? Coz I've been awake since 4.30 am. Haha! My sleeping habits are horrendous these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it seems just yesterday that I blogged about how fast half of the year 2007 has passed &amp;amp; I realised that...it's the same time of the year again! I'm not saying much now, but so far, 2008 has been good to me. &lt;em&gt;Alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;If 6 months seem to pass by with a blink of the eyes, I guess..the next 6 months will be the same too. And before I can enjoy my 25th year of existence to the ultimate fullest, I get a year older. &lt;em&gt;Sighs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How can I forget...3 of my friends celebrate their birthdays this week. The 3 Geminians are: Naz (today is the day!), Siti (tomorrow!) and Lavanya (18th June..I think? Hehe!). To all: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4756813298626702288?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4756813298626702288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4756813298626702288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4756813298626702288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4756813298626702288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/06/catch-up.html' title='The Catch Up'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5146561930323816415</id><published>2008-05-11T00:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:58:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>Great Friday evening I had with the boys. We went to PS Cafe at Harding Rd for dinner. Kinda pricey but the food isn't too bad...&amp;amp; the ambience, nice for couples to smoochy-moochy or for close friends to give a low-down of the week. In any case, you HAVE TO make a trip to PS Cafe at least once. The berry chocolate cheesecake there is a killer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXM2Qny6wI/AAAAAAAAAmE/exDy3RKLixM/s1600-h/P1050285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198786577415990018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXM2Qny6wI/AAAAAAAAAmE/exDy3RKLixM/s320/P1050285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took a ride in Daniel's &lt;em&gt;ah-beng&lt;/em&gt; Chevy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXMmgny6vI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Evb8c1zOBWY/s1600-h/P1050286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198786306833050354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXMmgny6vI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Evb8c1zOBWY/s320/P1050286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel had fish &amp;amp; chips....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXMXAny6uI/AAAAAAAAAl0/xhA7eTeT9iQ/s1600-h/P1050288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198786040545077986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXMXAny6uI/AAAAAAAAAl0/xhA7eTeT9iQ/s320/P1050288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so did Jamadi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXMJQny6tI/AAAAAAAAAls/z3SCAiDHeCI/s1600-h/P1050289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198785804321876690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXMJQny6tI/AAAAAAAAAls/z3SCAiDHeCI/s320/P1050289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had some Kofte curry...with &lt;em&gt;basmati&lt;/em&gt; rice, &lt;em&gt;chapatti&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;popudums&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah...all the works, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXL5Any6sI/AAAAAAAAAlk/RS7wOEnG2y0/s1600-h/P1050290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198785525149002434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXL5Any6sI/AAAAAAAAAlk/RS7wOEnG2y0/s320/P1050290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel always, always looks like he's faking a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXLEQny6rI/AAAAAAAAAlc/IFwvj6JUwPI/s1600-h/P1050292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198784618910902962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXLEQny6rI/AAAAAAAAAlc/IFwvj6JUwPI/s320/P1050292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Jamadi &amp;amp; I thought that we just have to promote the berry chocolate cheesecake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXK2Any6qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/K8fxqNaM99k/s1600-h/P1050293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198784374097767074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXK2Any6qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/K8fxqNaM99k/s320/P1050293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And our threesome dinner was done! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5146561930323816415?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5146561930323816415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5146561930323816415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5146561930323816415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5146561930323816415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCXM2Qny6wI/AAAAAAAAAmE/exDy3RKLixM/s72-c/P1050285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2378432230602665070</id><published>2008-05-07T23:25:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:32:36.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day in JB</title><content type='html'>Me &amp;amp; Riza planned to go tanning at Sentosa today. She sms-ed me last night saying her menses came &amp;amp; she couldn't go with me. Just as well. It was raining in the morning anyway. Then, Nik called me at 11.20 am, asking if I wanna go to JB with herself, Jamadi, Peixuan &amp;amp; Esabella. Since I don't really have better plans for my off, I decided to join them. I got ready in 20 mins &amp;amp; they were already at my void deck, in Jam's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...to JB we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHP5q9vS0I/AAAAAAAAAlM/U0OAG07qP3A/s1600-h/P1050259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197664034654997314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHP5q9vS0I/AAAAAAAAAlM/U0OAG07qP3A/s320/P1050259.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esabella, Peixuan &amp;amp; me waiting in Jam's car. He's feeding his Subaru. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPyK9vSzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/IUvEuJECAfE/s1600-h/P1050260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663905805978418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPyK9vSzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/IUvEuJECAfE/s320/P1050260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a good lunch at one of the &lt;em&gt;warongs&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; found our way to...Aeon Tebrau City. It's just another &lt;em&gt;huuuuge&lt;/em&gt; shopping centre. It's my 3rd time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPsK9vSyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/JZ8lcxnY_gY/s1600-h/P1050261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663802726763298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPsK9vSyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/JZ8lcxnY_gY/s320/P1050261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't we look &lt;em&gt;soooooo&lt;/em&gt; Singaporeans? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPmK9vSxI/AAAAAAAAAk0/SgTZyCZK_gk/s1600-h/P1050262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663699647548178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPmK9vSxI/AAAAAAAAAk0/SgTZyCZK_gk/s320/P1050262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These 2 feeling couple only. But NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPfa9vSwI/AAAAAAAAAks/57cXpaEOgcg/s1600-h/P1050263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663583683431170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPfa9vSwI/AAAAAAAAAks/57cXpaEOgcg/s320/P1050263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's tea &amp;amp; coffee break after lunch! Oh...and the gossiping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663480604216050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPZa9vSvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wM9kLlo2u9g/s320/P1050264.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The &lt;em&gt;Melayus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPSa9vSuI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vZtmYutrY8s/s1600-h/P1050265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663360345131746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPSa9vSuI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vZtmYutrY8s/s320/P1050265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jam was saying that...if any guy wants to marry me, he has to be prepared to get me a lifetime Starbucks membership. Haha! Sounds true enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPM69vStI/AAAAAAAAAkU/SA6TFH-3q0k/s1600-h/P1050266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663265855851218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPM69vStI/AAAAAAAAAkU/SA6TFH-3q0k/s320/P1050266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Peixuan actually changed S$250 to go JB!! She was so eager to use the money that she voluntarily treat us to popcorn, drinks &amp;amp; titbits for the movie. We watched a Korean movie called "Shadow in the Palace". Loads of gore scenes. Stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPG69vSsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3--Ch5eJ39I/s1600-h/P1050267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663162776636098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPG69vSsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3--Ch5eJ39I/s320/P1050267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found another tanning &lt;em&gt;kaki!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPBa9vSrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wmMC9qnTmn4/s1600-h/P1050269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197663068287355570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHPBa9vSrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wmMC9qnTmn4/s320/P1050269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nik went crazy at Dunkin' Donuts. I got myself chicken floss buns at Breadtalk. Halal &lt;em&gt;mah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHO8a9vSqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/JQS7Ixb0TsU/s1600-h/P1050271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197662982388009634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHO8a9vSqI/AAAAAAAAAj8/JQS7Ixb0TsU/s320/P1050271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Jam forgot everything else when it comes to PSP stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHO2a9vSpI/AAAAAAAAAj0/umLW1ykGK0w/s1600-h/P1050272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197662879308794514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHO2a9vSpI/AAAAAAAAAj0/umLW1ykGK0w/s320/P1050272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt; We both have dimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHOw69vSoI/AAAAAAAAAjs/yHZIRNCpRJA/s1600-h/P1050273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197662784819513986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHOw69vSoI/AAAAAAAAAjs/yHZIRNCpRJA/s320/P1050273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still waiting for Jam to download his games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHOka9vSnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kRKNCZu8Rr0/s1600-h/P1050278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197662570071149170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHOka9vSnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kRKNCZu8Rr0/s320/P1050278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how the Front Office girls look like when they are starving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHOFa9vSmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/aQ7ySX9iTN4/s1600-h/P1050279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197662037495204450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHOFa9vSmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/aQ7ySX9iTN4/s320/P1050279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We still can smile though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHNDa9vSlI/AAAAAAAAAjU/RZyzczPgh5Q/s1600-h/P1050280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197660903623838290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHNDa9vSlI/AAAAAAAAAjU/RZyzczPgh5Q/s320/P1050280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; House of Sundanese. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHMe69vSkI/AAAAAAAAAjM/9KVvcrSqdJg/s1600-h/P1050282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197660276558613058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHMe69vSkI/AAAAAAAAAjM/9KVvcrSqdJg/s320/P1050282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to pay for the parking &amp;amp; head home to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And JB was never the same fun again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2378432230602665070?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2378432230602665070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2378432230602665070' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2378432230602665070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2378432230602665070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-day-in-jb.html' title='One Day in JB'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SCHP5q9vS0I/AAAAAAAAAlM/U0OAG07qP3A/s72-c/P1050259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6601481296659759876</id><published>2008-05-06T11:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:33:20.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Drifted</title><content type='html'>I was bored. He was as bored. So, one day, we decided to just pack our bags &amp;amp; head to KL for the weekend. Why KL? It's such a bustling city, like S'pore. The people are as multi-racial, like S'pore. The shopping is so-so, like S'pore. Haha...but my poor friend, Riduwan, hasn't been to KL since he was...7 yrs old? He was excited on entering Hilton KL. We went to have a sumptuous dinner at San Francisco Steakhouse at KLCC and watched Ironman after that. Had drinks at Zeta Bar. So typical of a Saturday evening. The next day, I show him around Bt Bintang area. He was insistent of having a local fare &amp;amp; it MUST NOT be chicken rice. (I don't get it either) And the moment we entered the huge malls, we stopped at level 3 (out of 7 floors). The weather was hot &amp;amp; humid. Forget shopping, we went back to Hilton &amp;amp; spent the rest of the day, napping &amp;amp; watching variety shows on the plasma tv. How Sunday-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why so lil picures? Coz stupid me forgot to charge the camera's battery &amp;amp; Riduwan hates taking pics! Hence, I got lazy myself too. &lt;em&gt;Bleagh&lt;/em&gt;. Just like in Thailand last January. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_VJ1200uI/AAAAAAAAAjE/wmi1mqWn7hQ/s1600-h/P1050249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197106860061414114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_VJ1200uI/AAAAAAAAAjE/wmi1mqWn7hQ/s320/P1050249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The chicken briyani didn't look like a briyani. But the taste...&lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_UzV200tI/AAAAAAAAAi8/WWTKTacvy04/s1600-h/P1050250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197106473514357458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_UzV200tI/AAAAAAAAAi8/WWTKTacvy04/s320/P1050250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saw this shop called Dickies at Berjaya Times' Square. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_T2l200sI/AAAAAAAAAi0/JoUxxYHnyLA/s1600-h/P1050254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197105429837304514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_T2l200sI/AAAAAAAAAi0/JoUxxYHnyLA/s320/P1050254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And that's how we covered our weekend in KL. I need a beach holiday SOON. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lavanya&lt;/strong&gt;: August trip still ok, &lt;em&gt;tak&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6601481296659759876?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6601481296659759876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6601481296659759876' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6601481296659759876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6601481296659759876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/05/kl-drifted.html' title='KL Drifted'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/SB_VJ1200uI/AAAAAAAAAjE/wmi1mqWn7hQ/s72-c/P1050249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-476937036268364316</id><published>2008-04-23T15:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:43:27.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream of...TURKEY!</title><content type='html'>It's been a week. The post Turkey syndrome still lingers. The memories of Ephesus &amp;amp; Cappadocia remains vivid. This has got to be the best trip so far! Worth EVERY single penny I burnt! I mean, Bali &amp;amp; Australia is nice too...but Turkey is the furthest, the first really long-haul flight (12 hours!) &amp;amp; the first time I was away from home for long (10 days!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those 10 days, I seen &amp;amp; stayed in the mountains area, valley, beach resort, hot springs, boutique hotel &amp;amp; a cosmopolitan city. Watched a soccer match (Fenerbahce vs Chelsea), indulged in intestines soup (kindly forced by Enis), went for hot air ballooning (BEST!), clubbing in Istanbul (Enis took us around &amp;amp; also to celebrate Frankie's birthday, Turkish style!) &amp;amp; settled for a movie on our last day to kill time. I don't remember doing soooo many things in 10 days. Even Liah agreed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another wonderful memory of the trip: Liah forgot to bring her pyjamas. So I leave to your imagination on how she sleeps at night during the trip. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, I uploaded MOST of the pics to my Multiply account, as it's the most..convenient? But other than that, my Multiply account is dead. Enjoy the pics...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://purplechrysalis.multiply.com/photos/album/3/TURKEY"&gt;http://purplechrysalis.multiply.com/photos/album/3/TURKEY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-476937036268364316?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/476937036268364316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=476937036268364316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/476937036268364316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/476937036268364316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dream-ofturkey.html' title='I dream of...TURKEY!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8004846657056029139</id><published>2008-04-05T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T16:14:48.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Turkey!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY. The most talked about topic between me &amp;amp; Liah. The first big vacation for me this year. THE one that I splurged (it still hurts a lil) my bonus on. And, THE most important of it all: I am &lt;em&gt;sooooo&lt;/em&gt; gonna enjoy myself. Haha...My holiday destination to...TURKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite tough &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;...choosing the right place to go. Well, we have to consider the weather (we want cold but not freezing), the budget (we are ordinary working adults after all), the time (given the current nature of our jobs, we can't take leave in certain part of the year) and our interest (lucky me &amp;amp; Liah has similiar taste!). After our Australia trip together last year, we talked &amp;amp; dreamt of going to Barcelona or Rome next. Alas...it was rather a short notice for me &amp;amp; her to really save THAT much of a money, we came to a point to go to Turkey instead. Not implying that Turkey is cheap, but for the number of days we are going, it's definitely worth it. For now. Insyallah, I still wanna go to Europe Europe sometime. (Damn...Sze Luan is going in May &amp;amp; she didn't tell me earlier!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...my colleagues &amp;amp; friends are more excited than me. They been asking if I finished packing, if I have enough cold wear &amp;amp; of course, the most frequent remark: "Turkish men are good looking! Bring some home!". Like they are some kinda Turkish delights. Oh well...I am looking forward more to the historic sights &amp;amp; culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Maria's birthday party last week. I know I am suppossed to upload the pics! Geez...I'll do it when I come back? Sorry Suliana! Been busy &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;. With work &amp;amp; all the crap in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be back only on the 14th April. Need to get back to packing now (Last minute packing brings excitement!). Take care peeps. Spring season is kicking in in Turkey! Yummy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8004846657056029139?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8004846657056029139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8004846657056029139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8004846657056029139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8004846657056029139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/04/off-to-turkey.html' title='Off to Turkey!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8583397382273434143</id><published>2008-03-08T02:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:12:31.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incubus-ED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9Gc5Qhh6hI/AAAAAAAAAis/20BuAW26wz0/s1600-h/P1040672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175089954327489042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9Gc5Qhh6hI/AAAAAAAAAis/20BuAW26wz0/s400/P1040672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When you're tired, just remember...there's a shoulder to sleep on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9GcMwhh6gI/AAAAAAAAAik/ysuJqtnKNqY/s1600-h/P1040667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175089189823310338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9GcMwhh6gI/AAAAAAAAAik/ysuJqtnKNqY/s400/P1040667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Brandon! He reminds me of Ananda Everingham. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9Gb2Ahh6fI/AAAAAAAAAic/xSLrIGwhmzY/s1600-h/P1040666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175088798981286386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9Gb2Ahh6fI/AAAAAAAAAic/xSLrIGwhmzY/s400/P1040666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pausing for a breather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9GbOghh6eI/AAAAAAAAAiU/KEXUpqFQlUY/s1600-h/P1040663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175088120376453602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9GbOghh6eI/AAAAAAAAAiU/KEXUpqFQlUY/s400/P1040663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175087454656522706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9Ganwhh6dI/AAAAAAAAAiM/LIuHXBr9Ibs/s400/P1040662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saosin was awesome too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Work has been busy the past few weeks. I felt especially crappy yesterday &amp;amp; I only left work at 3.30 am! Tanglin was telling me that, before we go on a holiday, we'll get all the &lt;em&gt;s**t&lt;/em&gt; in the world first. Boy, she's right. I &lt;em&gt;soooo &lt;/em&gt;cannot wait for next month. Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what made me excited today was the fact that I gonna watch Incubus! Ok, ok...I know you people still can't believe your eyes, ears and whatnots that I, Norain Ahmad, am listening to Incubus. Honestly speaking, I didn't really know much about them or their music. Since Suliana wanted to go &amp;amp; from the way my guy friends hyped so much about Incubus...I thought, why not? Well....the show turned out great! Saosin did the opening act &amp;amp; they were cool too. Brandon Boyd sang very well... It was unbelievable that I was swaying (head-banging sounds over &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;!) throughout the performance. Suliana was ecstactic when Brandon took off his T-shit, leaving a singlet on &amp;amp; finally being half naked on stage. I was surounded by many good-looking &lt;em&gt;mamats&lt;/em&gt; (who don't look like those typical &lt;em&gt;Mats&lt;/em&gt;, of course). Oh yeah...not forgetting Sufyan's friend who looks like my ex-boyfriend. Hahaha! For a brief moment, my bimbotic sense was telling me that...it isn't bad to listen to a band like Incubus after all. Haha! Roll your eyes for all I care! But yeah...I've always love alternative. Why didn't I discover Incubus earlier? I must have been in Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, I met Hamsa &amp;amp; Riduwan. They were both drenched with sweat! Yes...the performance was VERY good. More to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Incubus is definitely better than My Chemical Romance. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8583397382273434143?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8583397382273434143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8583397382273434143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8583397382273434143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8583397382273434143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/03/incubus-ed.html' title='Incubus-ED!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R9Gc5Qhh6hI/AAAAAAAAAis/20BuAW26wz0/s72-c/P1040672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5460951789523506089</id><published>2008-02-29T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:11:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leap Years</title><content type='html'>It's 29th Feb. I watched the movie The Leap Years with Saiful just now. Haha...come to think of it, I haven't go out with him....since the last 4 yrs too. I even joked with him when he drove me home, that I don't wanna see him only once every 4 yrs. I've known him since good, old IRC days! Gosh...he still looks the same after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, on this day..when a woman proposes to a man, he can't refuse. It's a tradition of the leap year. Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5460951789523506089?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5460951789523506089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5460951789523506089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5460951789523506089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5460951789523506089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-years.html' title='The Leap Years'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3658373705464276068</id><published>2008-02-25T03:24:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T16:39:23.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Sunday of the Month</title><content type='html'>I realise I was supposed to upload the pics for the Bangkok &amp;amp; Pattaya trip...but I really, really didn't take alot (only about 10 shots?) &amp;amp; the ones I took were like self-obsessed kinda pics, which I don't think you'll be interested in. Hah! So I guess, you won't see any of it in the blog after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been up &amp;amp; about, besides the random dates I fixed myself with. Haha...don't get me wrong here. Not that I wanna sound desperate or I've nothing better to do than to go out with the opposite sex whom I barely know....but since I'm very much single, why not? It's fun to getta know people from different background. Whatsmore, the last guy I got to know &amp;amp; met was like 2 weeks ago...&amp;amp; he's rather impressive. &lt;em&gt;*winks&lt;/em&gt;*. Before you jump off your seat &amp;amp; wonder if I'm gonna be attached soon, relax &lt;em&gt;yah&lt;/em&gt;. My marital status remains the same. Call it unfortunate..or fortunate. Up to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm off on a Sunday, I thought of going to the S'pore Airshow with Suliana &amp;amp; Sofyan. The tickets were sold out though! Well...I only tried to purchase the tickets at the last minute, serves me right. Hence, I asked the couple if they wanna go to Ikea instead, coz I'm looking for a coat hangar. Not to hang furry coats but to hang my bags. :) Fizah then called to check if I wanna join her &amp;amp; Maria for dinner at her place. In the end, it's a gathering of good friends &amp;amp; their partners (except for me who's partner-less &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HG3Zvuy7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/FD7FCTCY0AM/s1600-h/P1040634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170632502304230322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HG3Zvuy7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/FD7FCTCY0AM/s400/P1040634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like every Ikea outing. Always dream of having this &amp;amp; that from Ikea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGtZvuy6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/JgaKkQxn7Fw/s1600-h/P1040635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170632330505538466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGtZvuy6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/JgaKkQxn7Fw/s400/P1040635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tea time at KFC. Starving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGipvuy5I/AAAAAAAAAh0/szi-vhsV5tM/s1600-h/P1040636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170632145821944722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGipvuy5I/AAAAAAAAAh0/szi-vhsV5tM/s400/P1040636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We 4 girls supposed to cook together...but in the end, it's Fizah who did the cooking while we stood by, chit-chatting. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGZZvuy4I/AAAAAAAAAhs/derREyhcwCQ/s1600-h/P1040638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170631986908154754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGZZvuy4I/AAAAAAAAAhs/derREyhcwCQ/s400/P1040638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh....I enjoyed "distributing" the food when it comes to any meals. I was given the task to mix the pasta well...just in case there's a difference of taste (Fizah cooked 2 separate rounds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGQ5vuy3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/zE-qPDJHisA/s1600-h/P1040639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170631840879266674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HGQ5vuy3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/zE-qPDJHisA/s400/P1040639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maria was in charge of stewarding. I took over after dinner. If Siti, Justin or Wayne remember, I was also the one who did the washing up after a potluck session years ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HF_Jvuy2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/zxTiVgpNkY8/s1600-h/P1040640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170631535936588642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HF_Jvuy2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/zxTiVgpNkY8/s400/P1040640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Suliana just entertained us...&amp;amp; "arranging" the dishes. How helpful indeed! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFp5vuy1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/iBOPEEIR4Co/s1600-h/P1040641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170631170864368466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFp5vuy1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/iBOPEEIR4Co/s400/P1040641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think it was like world cuisine, you know? There's &lt;em&gt;otak-otak&lt;/em&gt;, fried chicken wings, &lt;em&gt;char siew&lt;/em&gt; beefballs, chicken vegetable soup &amp;amp; aglio olio prawn pasta! Yummy yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFZpvuy0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/-P1kwW9I_WQ/s1600-h/P1040642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170630891691494210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFZpvuy0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/-P1kwW9I_WQ/s400/P1040642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We watched &lt;em&gt;Borat&lt;/em&gt; on dvd after dinner &amp;amp; had a good laugh. Hassan, Sofyan &amp;amp; Wan weren't in the pic coz they were having smoke break in the kitchen. Dessert was Marble Cheesecake which I bought (not baked!) from Polar's. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFQJvuyzI/AAAAAAAAAhE/WvMCygXCcBs/s1600-h/P1040644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170630728482736946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFQJvuyzI/AAAAAAAAAhE/WvMCygXCcBs/s400/P1040644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We looked at Fizah's Spanish honeymoon pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFDJvuyyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/nZV1n6OlV3Y/s1600-h/P1040645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170630505144437538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HFDJvuyyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/nZV1n6OlV3Y/s400/P1040645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then I asked her about a particular country which she had been to...&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;insyallah&lt;/em&gt;, I plan to go with Liah in April. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;em&gt;Borat&lt;/em&gt;, Wan, Suliana &amp;amp; Maria insisted to watch a scary movie..like &lt;em&gt;Shutter&lt;/em&gt;! Honestly, I'm not into horror shows but they really wanna make me watch with them. Luckily, Hassan saved my life...coz he wanted to watch a football match instead (he's the MAN of the house &lt;em&gt;worr&lt;/em&gt;, so he's the decision-maker). We spent 2 hours watching an intense match between Tottenham &amp;amp; Chelsea. Hahaha...it was a great Sunday. We should do this often. Now I need a partner too. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HErZvuyxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vJVuvRjFqlc/s1600-h/P1040655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170630097122544402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HErZvuyxI/AAAAAAAAAg0/vJVuvRjFqlc/s320/P1040655.JPG" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh....&lt;strong&gt;INCUBUS&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; coming to see you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3658373705464276068?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3658373705464276068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3658373705464276068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3658373705464276068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3658373705464276068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-sunday-of-month.html' title='Best Sunday of the Month'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R8HG3Zvuy7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/FD7FCTCY0AM/s72-c/P1040634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-13638036607321596</id><published>2008-02-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:38:42.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Installation</title><content type='html'>Let me announce...the arrival of my 3rd birthday present: A lovely Gucci tote! I bought it when I was about to depart Singapore at DFS Changi Airport.  So...this year's presents are indeed a bash! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Will try to update a bit on my trip to Bangkok &amp;amp; Pattaya. Didn't take much pics...busy shopping &amp;amp; partying &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R6iANFwttLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6rtBZv3ebXo/s1600-h/P1040516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163517935153427634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R6iANFwttLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6rtBZv3ebXo/s320/P1040516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-13638036607321596?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/13638036607321596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=13638036607321596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/13638036607321596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/13638036607321596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/02/final-installation.html' title='The Final Installation'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R6iANFwttLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6rtBZv3ebXo/s72-c/P1040516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4724247338552862301</id><published>2008-01-31T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T04:19:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Gift</title><content type='html'>The second birthday present is coming in a few hours! So exciting! And too bad...really too bad that dearest Edward couldn't make it this time around. &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edward&lt;/strong&gt;: It's ok...it's alright...I'll celebrate for you day &amp;amp; night, &lt;em&gt;yah&lt;/em&gt;! Enjoy your time slogging at Oscar's. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;em&gt;Sawadeekap&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4724247338552862301?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4724247338552862301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4724247338552862301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4724247338552862301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4724247338552862301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/01/other-gift.html' title='The Other Gift'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3905943681847175711</id><published>2008-01-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:55:14.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Presents Saga</title><content type='html'>I'm turning 25 soon! Gosh...that's like 1/4 of a century already! 5 more years &amp;amp; it'll be the big 3-0. For the past 1 month, I've been thinking of ways to celebrate my special day. A trip overseas? Get THAT Gucci bag? Tiffany's jewellery? Girls' famous best friends...READ: DIAMONDS? Well oh well, I decided that the birthday prezzies gonna come in 3 installments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it's this lovely Michael Kors' Ladies Chronograph timepiece. Didn't really cost me a huge bomb &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;....still affordable. :) Was thinking to get a Guess ...but realise it's too common &amp;amp; kinda "exaggerating". Armani's too much of a man &amp;amp; I already have a couple of DKNY watches. I was looking for something that's LIKE a bling bling..so I settled for this one that has Swarovski crystal bezel. It was really a love at first sight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R5H8ApB6scI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NZXfTJRDsZY/s1600-h/MK+Watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157180136260022722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R5H8ApB6scI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NZXfTJRDsZY/s400/MK+Watch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for the upcoming 2 birthday treats! 25th birthday &lt;em&gt;worr...so &lt;/em&gt;I shall spend it all in glory. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3905943681847175711?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3905943681847175711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3905943681847175711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3905943681847175711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3905943681847175711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/01/presents-saga.html' title='The Presents Saga'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/R5H8ApB6scI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NZXfTJRDsZY/s72-c/MK+Watch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-98154419251447830</id><published>2008-01-01T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T04:05:08.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2008</title><content type='html'>Another year has passed...just like that. If you ask me how has 2007 been for me, I'll say that it was one roller coaster ride..&amp;amp; I couldn't wait to move on to 2008. :) I think I'll even name the year 2007 as my prosmicuous year! Looking back...everything was worth remembering. Let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I travelled the most in 2007. I stepped my foot in Bali, Melbourne, Sydney, KL &amp;amp; Phuket. Each destination brings back great memories. I even went for my first solo trip overseas (Well..KL sounds overseas enough!). Hopefully, I get to visit more places in 2008 &amp;amp; travelling alone proves just as much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Attended the most number of weddings in a year. From my 2 cousins, my colleagues (Ayu, Tini &amp;amp; Catherine), my friends (Charlene, Hamizah &amp;amp; Sandra) to Maria's very own elder sister...gosh...that's a total of 9 weddings! And people already started asking when's my turn. Sighs...wait people, wait. I haven't even met The One. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Made lotsa new friends. Go on dates. Make merry. Dinner gatherings. Catch up with my &lt;em&gt;kakis&lt;/em&gt;. You all know who you are. Thank you...for being there for me through my ups &amp;amp; downs. Without my dearest friends &amp;amp; colleagues, I bet it will be harder than I can imagine it will be. Started year 2007 with a bad note..&amp;amp; I'm glad I end it fantabulously. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Work took a slight change &amp;amp; I get to lead my team on shift basis. It's indeed a career progression &amp;amp; though stress is always there..the "kids" getting on my nerves...I do enjoy what I'm doing SOMETIMES. :) Maybe the new year has something bigger in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Changed my image quite a bit. More outgoing, more happening. I'm still grounded, don't worry. I dyed &amp;amp; permed my hair for the first time in my life. People are saying I look better when I'm single than when I was attached. Hahaha! I pamper &amp;amp; treat myself well. Got a laptop, did more spa sessions, shopped alone...&amp;amp; I feel so happily independent &amp;amp; self sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, 2007 was really one hell of  a year. I guess...God put me to a test &amp;amp; I'm glad I manage to survive. It's a case of...what doesn't kill me will make me stronger. :) I hope...in 2008, life will just get better &amp;amp; may happiness be with me. &lt;em&gt;Insyallah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Oh, I MAY stop blogging altogether..or won't update as often anymore. It's been 2 years now..time to "retire". Hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-98154419251447830?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/98154419251447830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=98154419251447830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/98154419251447830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/98154419251447830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-2008.html' title='Welcome 2008'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3245887234688349363</id><published>2007-12-08T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:11:31.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Solo Shopping, Walking &amp; Eating</title><content type='html'>I tried to wake up early for breakfast, but I just couldn't. Slept till 11 am, got ready &amp;amp; head out to Bt Bintang area. I read about this bistro cum bakery called The Loaf. It's located at Pavilion. Last night, with the help of Hewlett, I was checking out the map of Bt Bintang online so that I know how to make my way to Pavilion. I took the monorail to Bt Bintang &amp;amp; I just use my instincts &amp;amp; the rough recollection I had from the map. Pretty easy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw The Loaf almost immediately. Gee...if you happen to like bakery items (I love bread so much that I did consider marrying a baker!), you'll find this place simply irresistable! I thought Bread Talk is wow already...but The Loaf beats them hands down! The bread spread is superb...looking at them is enough to make me drool! I tried their grilled chicken sandwich. Thought of bringing some buns back to Hilton to enjoy (feeling afternoon tea) but seeing how hot &amp;amp; humid the weather is, I guess better not. The Loaf is a must try if you go to Bt Bintang! I had my sandwich al-fresco &amp;amp; I tell you, I feel like I'm in Italy. Haha..it's good that Pavilion is situated on the other side of Bt Bintang, more of the &lt;em&gt;atas&lt;/em&gt; area sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually walked from Pavilion to Lot 10 to Sungei Wang &amp;amp; to Berjaya Times Square! I've heard about how huge Sungei Wang is &amp;amp; thought of taking a look myself. The shops there are like hundreds of those at Far East Plaza &amp;amp; the layout of the shops is like Queensway's. You can just walk around aimlessly &amp;amp; be totally lost. So much that I felt claustrophobic. If people like Liah &amp;amp; Suliana go to Sungei Wang, I bet they'll be sooo lost that they cry. Hahahaha! I just realise KL has many HUGE shopping malls. Mid-Valley, KLCC, Pavilion, Berjaya Times Square, 1 Utama, The Curve. These malls have big walkways too. That means, KL is very generous with land! Haha...well, Malaysia do need to make use of their land. S'pore will be so glad to buy some if we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas decorations in the malls are nice! It's better than those we had in Singapore, &lt;em&gt;hokays&lt;/em&gt;! And KL Tower actually has beautiful lights that changes colour every now &amp;amp; then in the evening. Good good, shall admire the view tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back from Bt Bintang to KL Sentral was another chore. I thought of spending my last evening in KL by "hibernating" in my room. I ordered room service, ate by the glass panes potraying KL's bright lights &amp;amp; blasting MTV. Gorgeous. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Thanks &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt; Helmi, for giving me the wake-up call yesterday. I appreciate the father or rather, &lt;em&gt;obek&lt;/em&gt; figure in you. Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3245887234688349363?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3245887234688349363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3245887234688349363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3245887234688349363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3245887234688349363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/12/solo-shopping-walking-eating.html' title='The Solo Shopping, Walking &amp; Eating'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1487655339855693797</id><published>2007-12-07T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:02:17.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Luxury of Being Myself</title><content type='html'>I finally made it. Not too far...in fact it's just next door. I'm blogging in the comfort of Hilton KL on level 24. I just need to go somewhere alone. So I bought the coach tics, booked the room &amp;amp; packed my bags. Oh...with Hewlett in tow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suliana screamed at me coz I only told her I'm going to KL for the weekend just yesterday. My folks are more concerned about the monetary terms...saying that I'm wasting my hard earned money. My friends thought I have nothing better to do. But best of all, one of my colleague, Jacqueline, named the trip incognito! Like wow...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the coach down to Corus Hotel before boarding the Rapid KL to KL Sentral. The check-in process at Hilton took some time coz apparently they cancelled my booking as it's non guaranteed. I looked at my watch &amp;amp; told the Malay receptionist, "It's only 2.30 pm and I thought non-guaranteed bookings are to be released at 4 pm?" You see, as much as I try to be nice on my off days, some buggers are always testing my patience. When I asked her what exactly happened, she politely told me that everything's fine. &lt;em&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/em&gt; How fine can it be when you have to make like 3 phone calls before you allow the guest to check in?! She assigned me a nice room on the 24th floor, facing the city. So, I guess there's justice after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freshen up a bit &amp;amp; even had time to paint my nails! I decided to walk around KLCC for awhile since it's pretty early still. I got bored coz there's nothing much to shop &amp;amp; thought of going to Bt Bintang instead. I was shocked when part of the KLCC LRT station was blocked coz there were too many people at one time! We had to wait for a few minutes, before we're allowed to enter the station. And waited another 20 minutes coz I couldn't board the LRT! I just head back to KL Sentral instead of dropping by Bt Bintang. It was &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; hard to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought the famous chicken rice from The Chicken Rice Shop for dinner &amp;amp; ate it in my room. Now my blog name makes sense....safe in a crazy world. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1487655339855693797?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1487655339855693797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1487655339855693797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1487655339855693797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1487655339855693797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/12/luxury-of-being-myself.html' title='The Luxury of Being Myself'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4299937358591160420</id><published>2007-11-28T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:20:02.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Updates</title><content type='html'>I sincerely apologise for the slack in updating the blog. I know I owe you guys certain pics &amp;amp; owe others certain stories but I just got lazy these few weeks. So, to avoid further disappointment, let me warn you that I may not update this blog that often anymore. Hmm..the past 2 weeks I've been working (what else?!), meeting up with friends &amp;amp; attended 2 weddings! This month alone, it has been 3 weddings. Goodness! It's a happy goodness &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner &amp;amp; movie with the Conrad girls last 2 Saturdays. (Even though Sue &amp;amp; Liah have left...I'll still categorise them the Conrad!) Pasta Waraku quite shiok! Too much can be &lt;em&gt;jelak&lt;/em&gt; though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamizah's wedding was nice! She looks&lt;em&gt; soooo&lt;/em&gt; pretty. I mean, she has always been &lt;em&gt;jambu&lt;/em&gt; anyway. It's the "in" thing for lilac I think. Tini's wedding theme was lilac too. I also want! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra's wedding was on Monday. I wore a bright turquoise satin top with a short black skirt. Turns out..the "sisters" were wearing THAT shade of blue too. Haha..&lt;em&gt;cantik&lt;/em&gt; all of us. I'm so happy for Sandra. Hitched at such a young age some more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to Sentosa...on a Tuesday, just to have lunch. Trapizza was good...but there're better Italian fare elsewhere. Been wanting to try Michaelangelo's! Anyone keen? I shall try asking Sue...since we both love Italian cuisine. :) I had my sweet cravings fixed by Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's, before heading to town to watch The Kingdom. The duh-est thing that could happen to me is that I lost my card holder! I was so pissed with myself. The card holder was given by Liah &amp;amp; I had the Conrad ez-link card &amp;amp; my staff ID in it. How careless can I get? Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to...Changi Airport Terminal 3 just now! Happening can?! It is huge, it is classy &amp;amp; it is cool! I can't wait to board my first SQ flight &amp;amp; departs from the all new terminal! Haha...I even sms-ed Liah about my plans. So, if things go well, &lt;em&gt;insyallah&lt;/em&gt;...I'll drop by Terminal 3..sometime soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I'm sharing you the above stories like...for the sake of putting up the entry, right? I told you...I'm lazy to even log in to Blogger now. Maybe it's time for me to "retire"? Haha! We shall see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-a3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782127576227&amp;amp;site=widget-a3.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782127576227&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a3.slide.com/p1/216172782127576227/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782127576227&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a3.slide.com/p2/216172782127576227/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" 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;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-01.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782127579393&amp;amp;site=widget-01.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782127579393&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p1/216172782127579393/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782127579393&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p2/216172782127579393/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4299937358591160420?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4299937358591160420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4299937358591160420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4299937358591160420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4299937358591160420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html' title='The Updates'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-9160915473219850868</id><published>2007-11-11T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T04:10:03.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiok Week!</title><content type='html'>First &amp;amp; foremost, must extend my congrats once again to Ali &amp;amp; Kartini! They got hitched last weekend &amp;amp; I'm so happy for those 2! I used to think how alike they are to me &amp;amp; someone but oh well...things are just not meant to be &amp;amp; ...I thank God for that. Anyway, Tini looked &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; radiant....she's sure one lucky gal. More weddings coming up. Hamizah's in 3 weeks' time. Hidayah's turn next year. Best &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught the Vienna Boys in concert last Monday! Got free tics from Mr Grafe, met Syah after work &amp;amp; head down to Esplanade to watch them, 4th row from the front some more! The boys are &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; cute, I wish I can bring one home with me. Haha! The performance was superb &amp;amp; I wanna watch them again next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Hamsa just now. I waited (again!) for him at Eunos after his shift &amp;amp; I told him to decide the place for dinner as I was too lazy to think. He wanted to bring me to Fisherman's Wharf but it was packed with people! He had cravings for fish (I don't know why) &amp;amp; we thought..Fish &amp;amp; Co at Dhoby Ghaut then. I think that outlet is closed for whatsoever coz it was really dark. In the end, we settled for Manhattan Fish Market at Plaza S'pura. It was his treat! Good good...I'm broke anyway. Haha! I've been wanting to get a new ring for myself ever since my Swatch one gave way. I decided on a stainless steel ring, with "wires look-alike" stuff in the middle. Hamsa had his eye on another design &amp;amp; he got one for himself too! We forgot about watching movie coz the timings sucked &amp;amp; we just sat down outside The Cathay till 1 am with our dose of Starbucks. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next weekend. Girls' day out, people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-84.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782126654852&amp;amp;site=widget-84.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126654852&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p1/216172782126654852/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126654852&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p2/216172782126654852/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-9160915473219850868?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/9160915473219850868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=9160915473219850868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/9160915473219850868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/9160915473219850868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/11/shiok-week.html' title='Shiok Week!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8117721433459981877</id><published>2007-10-30T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:23:39.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIG Yeay!</title><content type='html'>I just heard the best news for this week or rather in a while. A dearest friend is happily attached. I'm so ecstatic..as if I'm the one who got attached. Haha! Anyway, all the very, very best (from the bottom of my heart, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;!) &amp;amp; may the relationship be the sweetest present for your birthday this year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P/s: Don't forget about our plans, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;. The deal is still on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8117721433459981877?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8117721433459981877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8117721433459981877' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8117721433459981877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8117721433459981877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/10/big-yeay.html' title='A BIG Yeay!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1231637179908342146</id><published>2007-10-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:38:48.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chalet</title><content type='html'>After yet another long day yesterday, the entire morning shift went to East Coast for the Front Office chalet. Lotsa "old birds" came &amp;amp; it's nice to gather once again. Reminds me of those golden days when we all "suffered" together. Sighs...Nevertheless, it was a great evening of catching up...&amp;amp; photo taking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782126479226&amp;amp;site=widget-7a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126479226&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/p1/216172782126479226/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126479226&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/p2/216172782126479226/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1231637179908342146?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1231637179908342146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1231637179908342146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1231637179908342146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1231637179908342146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/10/chalet.html' title='The Chalet'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5029922391841815181</id><published>2007-10-22T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:43:42.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Outing</title><content type='html'>This year was the most happening one, for the fellow Conradians &amp;amp; ex-Conradians (or the ex-Cons as what Faizal puts it!). We've talked, we've planned, we've anticipated for this day, as early as 2 months ago. And the outing turned out well! Credits to the organisers! Who else if it's not me &amp;amp; Liah. Hehe! We started from 2pm till 1.30 am, &lt;em&gt;hokays&lt;/em&gt;! Happening, can? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tittle of Movie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orang Conrad Beraya&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(translated into Conrad People Celebrate Raya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Norain &amp;amp; Liah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main cast: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faizal, Nassir, Sadiq, Sabariah, Riza, Norain, Liah, Zaine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supporting cast:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chandran (made it to 4 houses), Rynn (only made it to 2 houses) &amp;amp; Helmi (covered 1 house!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost the whole of Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-58.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782126336600&amp;amp;site=widget-58.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126336600&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p1/216172782126336600/bb_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126336600&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p2/216172782126336600/bb_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Special thanks to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kak Aini for the super-spicy fried spaghetti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nassir's mom for the &lt;em&gt;mee soto&lt;/em&gt;. The chilli was like...&lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riza's mom fried macaroni with sausage &amp;amp; chicken wings. I also want Lingam's chilli sauce!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sadiq's mom for the laksa. Yes, without the &lt;em&gt;tauge&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; corriander leaves. Lucky it's all prepared separately! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zaine &amp;amp; mommy for their delicious &lt;em&gt;mee soto&lt;/em&gt; (again!) &amp;amp; to-die-for chicken wings. So &lt;em&gt;sedap&lt;/em&gt; until I couldn't stop. Oh...they use Lingam's chilli sauce too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s:&lt;/strong&gt; If you realise, none of us actually cooks, except for Zaine. &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the funny moments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nassir was fasting (&lt;em&gt;puasa enam&lt;/em&gt;) &amp;amp; Faizal doesn't know what that means! He thought it's fasting on the 6th day of Raya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever we are about to leave a particular house, we have to remind Riza to go out &amp;amp; put on her heels first. Coz she just had to wear those that have strings to tie around the ankles...comfortable &amp;amp; looks good...but troublesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the girls brought cameras &amp;amp; knowing how important for each of us to look pretty, we kept taking &amp;amp; taking UNTIL we all got satisfied. And there's a point of time (at my place), where the guys just sit still &amp;amp; the girls did the different poses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked over from Tampines to Simei. Seems near but it was a good 30 mins walk with our &lt;em&gt;kain &amp;amp; bajus&lt;/em&gt;. Not glam, especially with the 5pm sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 girls in 1 cab while the 4 guys in another on the way to Helmi's house. The taxi driver said to we girls excitedly..."Eh! Your boyfriends are behind us!". &lt;em&gt;BOYFRIENDS??!&lt;/em&gt; Hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faizal looking forward to see his "in-laws", Sabariah who is smitten by Sadiq's cute younger brother &amp;amp; they talking about being "family members" altogether. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disturbing Liah &amp;amp; her new found friend. Good luck, &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riza &amp;amp; Zaine making their moves like rabbits...at 1am! Oh, they were just playing video games. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks people for making the &lt;em&gt;jalan raya&lt;/em&gt; so fun &amp;amp; fabulous.&lt;em&gt; Insyallah&lt;/em&gt;, we'll do it again next year, yah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5029922391841815181?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5029922391841815181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5029922391841815181' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5029922391841815181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5029922391841815181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-outing.html' title='Raya Outing'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-44074141164254842</id><published>2007-10-15T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T01:38:04.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Celebrations</title><content type='html'>The Raya outings weren't much of a difference this year. As usual, my family went to my uncle's place on the first day as my grandmommy is there. It's nice meeting my cousins, the older &amp;amp; younger ones. Now that we all have grown up, we only see each other like...twice or thrice every year? My mom even said that in future, their kids may not know my kids or the fact that they're actually relatives. Haha...at this rate, how true is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my relatives simply &lt;em&gt;luuurve&lt;/em&gt; asking me the million dollar question. &lt;em&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/em&gt;. Tired of repeating the same answer for the same question, can? Surprisingly, my mom helped me out this time! She happily told my aunties it won't be anytime soon coz "there's still vacancy &amp;amp; wondered if there's anyone who wanna apply". She sounded as if her daughter will be left on the shelf like that. I'm an eligible bachelorette, &lt;em&gt;hokays&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..my cousin, Ayos, resigned from his "metal rice bowl" job &amp;amp; gonna join NIE next year! So unbelivable. Haha..his younger sister was asking me if I have anyone to intro to her brother. I immediately thought of Liah (first choice!) or Siti (if no choice!) since these 2 are the only Malay girls (whom still single) I can think of at that moment. Any other interested applicants, please feel free to contact me directly. My cousin is &lt;em&gt;veeeery&lt;/em&gt; eligible, just that he's short! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782126113052&amp;amp;site=widget-1c.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126113052&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/p1/216172782126113052/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782126113052&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/p2/216172782126113052/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-44074141164254842?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/44074141164254842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=44074141164254842' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/44074141164254842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/44074141164254842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/10/hari-raya-celebrations.html' title='Hari Raya Celebrations'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-832024793510264791</id><published>2007-10-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:00:57.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Jitters</title><content type='html'>Oh...it's the eve of Hari Raya! I've always like the eve. I would stay up..watch tv showing all the Hari Raya songs &amp;amp; not forgetting old Malay movies. The likes of P. Ramlee especially. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was glad to be off for today, tomorrow &amp;amp; the day after! I went to see Dr Tan just now to get my usual dermatology fix...&amp;amp; a trip to the salon to get my hair coloured. Well...the mood for Raya wasn't that happening but the glamour feeling has set in! *&lt;em&gt;winks&lt;/em&gt;* It's all about looking good &amp;amp; feeling good &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;. In the evening, I met Helmi for a bit to return his luggage. FINALLY. It's been 7 mths! My sis even said that it felt weird that his luggage isn't around in our room anymore. Well...we've been putting our stuff on top of his luggage, you see. Like a shelf like that. I told Helmi...in a few months' time, I may need to borrow his luggage for a holiday again. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suliana met me at my void deck for awhile to pass me some stuff. And she hugged me, wishing a blissful Raya &amp;amp; said that she loves me! How sweet! (&lt;em&gt;I love you too,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bedah&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Nasib baik tak cium, sey! Hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my Muslim friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Don't forget next Saturday, hokays? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-832024793510264791?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/832024793510264791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=832024793510264791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/832024793510264791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/832024793510264791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/10/hari-raya-jitters.html' title='Hari Raya Jitters'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-290879166421555291</id><published>2007-10-06T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:54:18.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Eating Could Kill...</title><content type='html'>I can't recall when was the last time I had such good meal gatherings in a row. Must have been ages ago. Oh well, all I can say is that I've been out &amp;amp; about the past few days. Let's begin with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Geylang with Suliana to get my Hari Raya &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt;. The streets were full of people &amp;amp; I perspired just to walk from Paya Lebar MRT to Tanjong Katong complex. You'll get to see all kinds of people during this festive season. A good-looking guy caught my attention &amp;amp; guess what..Suliana said he looked at me too. Excited for a moment there! Hehe! My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt; this year has a touch of bronzy-goldish colour. It cost me a bomb! I never bought something that expensive for Hari Raya all my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the famous girlfriends! Fizah borrowed her dad's car &amp;amp; she drove me &amp;amp; Maria around for the first time. She's quite an impatient driver larr, one that curses &amp;amp; say her prayers on the road too. We drove up to East Coast beach &amp;amp; shared 1 large pizza &amp;amp; desserts. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Liah &amp;amp; Faizal for break fast. Felt like having Subway...&amp;amp; so we all did. Took a cab down to Dempsey Rd to meet Frankie &amp;amp; Sue. We sat at PS Cafe...&amp;amp; the place is so lovely! The cheesecake is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sooooo &lt;/span&gt;delicious that we got 3 slices (Frankie had 1 slice all by himself). Do try the Berry Chocolate Cheesecake. As the cake melts in my mouth, can't help but giving the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; look! Haha! I had ice mint tea too. Somewhat different, but taste great. Go PS Cafe to chill with your good friends or to impress that special someone. Rather expensive though. Main courses so so only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s: No pics available for PS Cafe coz I forgot to bring my memory card. Lamer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long while since I catch up with Wayne &amp;amp; Justin. Had dinner at Modesto's &amp;amp; desserts at Corduroy Cafe. Modesto's serve regular Italian cuisine but let's talk about the cafe instead. It's this American styled milk bar (or so they claim) with cool desserts. I love the candies &amp;amp; chocolates on display! Reminds me of Candy Empire but more...American? I saw the stacks of cupcakes &amp;amp; I was tempted to buy one. And I had warm milk with mint. Not bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;...cannot afford to go often also. It stretches my purse AND my tummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day! Met Sadiq &amp;amp; our first stop was....Geylang! He wanted to get&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kain songket &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; gosh, the moment we stepped out of the MRT, I can't stand the heat already! It's scorching hot! We were at Geylang for less than 30 mins &amp;amp; then he decided to go to Bras Basah Rd to look for bermudas. Sadly, most of the shops don't accept Nets payment &amp;amp; the nearest ATM is undergoing the works! So again, we were there for about 30 mins only too. I wanted to get Crumpler (my first!) &amp;amp; we head down to Orchard. Daniel suggested checking out AMK Hub. I broke fast at Ramen Ten at AMK. I travelled all over the island like that, can?! The boys continued watching movie while I made my way home. And I thought...what an eventful day &amp;amp; week indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-21.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782125706273&amp;amp;site=widget-21.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782125706273&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-21.slide.com/p1/216172782125706273/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782125706273&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-21.slide.com/p2/216172782125706273/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-290879166421555291?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/290879166421555291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=290879166421555291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/290879166421555291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/290879166421555291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-eating-could-kill.html' title='If Eating Could Kill...'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-479713195795155024</id><published>2007-09-29T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:26:24.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>Spent a fanta-bulous evening on Thursday. Farah was back in S'pore &amp;amp; I haven't seen her for more than a year as she's based in Dubai. Supposed to meet her &amp;amp; Charlene only. Then she sms-ed me in the wee hours that Sadiq was coming &amp;amp; asked me to get Liah to join too (I was so busy that I didn't think about calling the rest of the usual us). When I was at work, Nickole was saying casually that she gonna have dinner with Charlene &amp;amp; Farah. It was funny coz both of us never talk about it before that! Then, Shawn called me..wondering what time Nickole &amp;amp; I could finish our shift...coz he's with Farah! Nickole added that Sue, Gen &amp;amp; Clarabelle gonna meet us too. Like wow &lt;em&gt;lorr&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah, Sadiq &amp;amp; I had Muthu's Curry for dinner while the rest of the girls had Fish &amp;amp; Co. All of us met again at Starbucks &amp;amp; guess what...Michelle, Daniel &amp;amp; Jamadi came too. What a lovely gathering. At Starbucks some more! Why, you may ask. Well...each of us will agree that at some point of our life in Conrad, we were THAT addicted to Starbucks Coffee. So, from just a small meet-up, it became a major one that consist all the fellow front office peeps! If all of us were to work in 1 shift, say on Christmas Eve, no matter how busy it is...still shiok &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;! Sighs..and that reminds me of the good old days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: How can we forget to call Suelyn??! It was really last minute...sorry Ah-Fun! And what about Helmi &amp;amp; Frankie? Geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782125610607&amp;amp;site=widget-6f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782125610607&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p1/216172782125610607/bb_t028_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=216172782125610607&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p2/216172782125610607/bb_t028_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Faizal's last day at work yesterday. Just before he bid goodbye, I hugged him &amp;amp; gave him my well wishes. My emo-ness came along &amp;amp; I cried! I thanked him for all his guidance (the bitching, scolding &amp;amp; mood swings helps!) &amp;amp; for the fact that he was there for me when I was down &amp;amp; out early this year. He had tears in his eyes too! Gosh...lucky only got Yijun, Faizal &amp;amp; myself at that moment. The trainees saw me wiping my tears &amp;amp; they kept quiet suddenly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my own sweet time after my shift &amp;amp; had a chat with Craig &amp;amp; Chandran. As much as I'm happy for them who left for the greener pastures, I can't help feeling sad coz those days when we all had so much fun at work..are just memories now. I was telling Craig, it's not easy to find colleagues who can be your good friends &amp;amp; them..leaving one by one this year, is indeed a great test for me. First was Sadiq, then Suelyn, Sue, Liah &amp;amp; Faizal. I can't help tearing again &amp;amp; Craig almost cried too! Haha..I have that effect on people when I cry, huh? :) I can be so detached &amp;amp; perverse...but I keep friends &amp;amp; relationships close to my heart. Touching, you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rv1u_LW3DEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/T7rhD-woR8E/s1600-h/P1030834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115366783422237762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rv1u_LW3DEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/T7rhD-woR8E/s320/P1030834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;For all those times you scolded me (Norain! Re-update your reg card!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the lies that you made me say (no NS, KB)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the joy you brought to my life (Your singing &amp;amp; Melayu drama sensation)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the logs that you have write (Remember #2201?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For everything that you have taught (Misc duties, EF &amp;amp; AM training)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the guidance I found in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be forever thankful...:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-479713195795155024?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/479713195795155024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=479713195795155024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/479713195795155024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/479713195795155024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rv1u_LW3DEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/T7rhD-woR8E/s72-c/P1030834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5196769956658746937</id><published>2007-09-25T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T04:49:00.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>When I was in the cab on my way back home, I looked out &amp;amp; realised that it was a full moon. It's nice to see God's creation like the moon &amp;amp; shining stars...especially after a long day. Such simplicity. I can't help but smile to myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I managed to buy the mooncakes at the Gift Shop. I'm THAT Chinese at heart, you know. I like mooncakes &amp;amp; I get them every year. Well, my family don't really eat them coz they find it...weird? Especially the one with egg yolks. I enjoy them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my 3rd round of 10-day work-non-stop stint. Been on afternoon shift for a month. The good thing is that I haven't got the time to do anything else, let alone shop. So money is saved except for the usual Starbucks indulgence. The side effects outshine it all though. More lethargic. No personal time &amp;amp; for friends. Stressed. And my dearest Eunuch has to propose something dumb to the rest of the Kingdom. I wonder what Empress Dowager will do about it. My fellow princes &amp;amp; princesses are thinking of declaring war with the Eunuch. Like what Princess Tanglin said, Eunuch's stupid cells are acting up! Good gracious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: An aquantaince told me that I seem very "cold" &amp;amp; that it's tough to know me better. Oh well, it doesn't matter. At the end of the day, I'm just...Norain. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5196769956658746937?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5196769956658746937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5196769956658746937' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5196769956658746937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5196769956658746937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6218018547146491023</id><published>2007-09-20T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T05:45:48.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumours</title><content type='html'>This piece of "news" is hot! Fresh from the oven! I was chatting with Edward awhile ago &amp;amp; apparently, there're rumours that I've something going on with one of the porters! And I thought I have a clean record in Conrad. Haha! Oh well....there's absolutely no truth at all &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Aiyoh&lt;/em&gt;! Might as well say I date the guests. I wouldn't mind Mr Idris Abdullah. *&lt;em&gt;winks&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6218018547146491023?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6218018547146491023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6218018547146491023' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6218018547146491023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6218018547146491023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/rumours.html' title='Rumours'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2549573738260786151</id><published>2007-09-16T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T05:24:27.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Time of the Month</title><content type='html'>Seems like disappointment (see my previous post on the "d" word) lingers in the air. At least, I know I'm not the only one feeling it. Sighs... I was chatting on my mobile with Liah AND on MSN with Nasir...it's cute that I'm trying to console them as much as I'm trying to comfort myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liah&lt;/strong&gt;: We always end up at the same "bus-stop" &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;? Must shower in flower water on 31st Dec so that we'll have good karma next year &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;! Be strong, &lt;em&gt;tau&lt;/em&gt;! I understand it's not easy. I'm always here for you to cry to. I just can't really lend you my shoulder though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasir&lt;/strong&gt;: To think you were making fun of my predicament?! But..for you to not being able to get over the person means something &lt;em&gt;lorr&lt;/em&gt;! There'll always be someone new, anyway. Knowing you. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...life goes on, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2549573738260786151?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2549573738260786151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2549573738260786151' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2549573738260786151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2549573738260786151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/that-time-of-month.html' title='That Time of the Month'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3457843881186332326</id><published>2007-09-14T04:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T04:29:06.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call For "Help"</title><content type='html'>I know I went to Phuket just last month. BUT...I wanna go on a short trip again. It's so addictive! How?! I don't care if it's just across the causeway or over the sea for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;LOUD&lt;/strong&gt; shout out to my fellow jetsetters or those who likes to travel but haven't been anywhere (I'm sure they know who they are):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) KL (&lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt;, shop, party?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Bali (sightseeing, adventure &amp; relax... I don't mind going again!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Cambodia/Vietnam (I so wanna check out the landscapes &amp;amp; culture!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) The &lt;em&gt;pulau&lt;/em&gt;s : Redang, Perhentian or Pangkor (Beaches are always great)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere further than these places have to wait till next year. :) I shall plot my remaining leave nicely (Nick: Don't worry...you go for your Bali trip first, &lt;em&gt;hokays&lt;/em&gt;? It worries me that your leave still got alot!). I shall have a serious discussion with my counter-parts about the so much needed getaway...AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3457843881186332326?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3457843881186332326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3457843881186332326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3457843881186332326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3457843881186332326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/call-for-help.html' title='A Call For &quot;Help&quot;'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7185325561665473913</id><published>2007-09-10T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:49:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful Week</title><content type='html'>I spent my 3 off days in glory! Besides coming home at almost 3 am for the past 10 days that I worked afternoon shifts (either I worked till late or went suppering), I got home in the wee hours on my off days too. I only remember coming home to sleep. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Day Off: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had dinner with Liah, Sadiq, Sun &amp; Nickole. Supposed to watch movie BUT there was a miscommunication between Liah &amp;amp; Sun about the booking of tickets. Alas, we didn't watch any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd  Day Off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's at MOS! Liah &amp; Riza overslept (Can you believe it?!) &amp;amp; so there were only myself, Nickole &amp; Suelyn. The music was great &amp;amp; the crowd was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; oooh-kay&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad those 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meenahs&lt;/span&gt; didn't join us. Especially Liah....she owe us a treat!! Hmmph! Suelyn wore a low-cut top &amp; she got approached by an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang-moh&lt;/span&gt;. Who says she doesn't have what it takes?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782124919544&amp;amp;site=widget-f8.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124919544&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/p1/216172782124919544/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124919544&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f8.slide.com/p2/216172782124919544/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Day Off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arranged to meet Hamsa for coffee. He also...OVERSLEPT.  (3 people slept on me this week!) All the more he needs to get me the Gucci bag! I didn't wait for him long enough coz I just had the feeling he'd sleep all the way. "Have faith in me", he said. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my Starbucks dose (I've no freaking idea how much was my coffee intake for the past 2 weeks already) with Sadiq &amp; Daniel at United Square. Torn between watching a movie or heading to JB. Decided on watching "Rogue Assassin" instead. And..while waiting for the showtime at 12.25 am, the 3 of us had another round of...Starbucks. I should really consider setting up a trust fund or propose a loyalty programme with them, you know. See how much money they've been making out of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-24.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782124918564&amp;amp;site=widget-24.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124918564&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-24.slide.com/p1/216172782124918564/bb_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124918564&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-24.slide.com/p2/216172782124918564/bb_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the day that I came back to work (which is Saturday), I had lunch with Fizah &amp; Maria at The Manhattan Fish Market. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shiok&lt;/span&gt;! The concept is like Fish &amp; Co. Prices about the same too. I was so full that I could skip dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RuQ8BL4eVWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iwVRBvW4HI0/s1600-h/Off+Days+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RuQ8BL4eVWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iwVRBvW4HI0/s400/Off+Days+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108273868412179810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shared this seafood platter with Maria. Still cannot finish,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; worr&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RuQ7lb4eVVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/UDncWV_9sho/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RuQ7lb4eVVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/UDncWV_9sho/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108273391670809938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like my famous girlfriends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After my shift ended, I watched "No Reservations" (yes...it's like a movie week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;) with Sadiq at The Cathay. Nice show! Something quite light hearted. If only life could be just as sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7185325561665473913?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7185325561665473913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7185325561665473913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7185325561665473913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7185325561665473913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/eventful-week.html' title='Eventful Week'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RuQ8BL4eVWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iwVRBvW4HI0/s72-c/Off+Days+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2908985036361765025</id><published>2007-09-08T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T05:45:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I got this from Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Disappointment is the emotion felt when an expectation of something positive desired is not met. Disappointment can also occur when a desired outcome is not met, even if it was not fully expected. In economics, researchers have hypothesized that individuals take into account the possibility of experiencing feelings of disappointment and/or regret when making decisions. Researchers typically assume that disappointment is proportional to the difference in utility between the expected and actual outcomes. It has also been found that increased effort to ensure a postive outcome results in increased disappointment if that outcome is not achieved."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that explains...the higher your hopes are, the bigger your disappointment will be. I guess...I did have hopes after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2908985036361765025?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2908985036361765025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2908985036361765025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2908985036361765025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2908985036361765025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4721293030603510399</id><published>2007-09-05T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T06:08:19.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Awaited Off Days</title><content type='html'>It's almost 6am &amp; I just finished watching "A Walk To Remember" with Hewlett. It's my 3rd time seeing the movie but I still enjoy it so much that I could tear at the end of the show! I like sappy &amp;amp; touching movies &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;. If any one of you haven't catch that show, please do! Typical love story but the scripts are meaningful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the beginning of my 3 days off! My 10-day of "suffering" finally ended, just temporarily though. I gonna make full use of these 3 days to catch up on my sleep, run errands (thinking of getting a new pair of contact lenses), meet up with the famous girlfriends (Suliana, Fizah, Maria), coffee session with Hamsa &amp; a night out with my usual &lt;em&gt;kaki-arks&lt;/em&gt;! Oh, &amp;amp; Daniel asked if Friday I'm on for supper at JB. Great! Spending time with friends are always great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with the pics (if taken). :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4721293030603510399?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4721293030603510399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4721293030603510399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4721293030603510399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4721293030603510399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-awaited-off-days.html' title='The Long Awaited Off Days'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5369027461602243301</id><published>2007-09-02T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T04:33:14.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper @ Geylang</title><content type='html'>Ok.. this may be nothing to others, but I just came back from Geylang for supper! GEYLANG &lt;em&gt;ley&lt;/em&gt;! First time for me &lt;em&gt;worr&lt;/em&gt;! Oh, for me to be able to go supper also means that I finished work slightly earlier than the past few days. Thank God I had Momo for my afternoon team &amp; Daniel was doing mid shift. It helps to have these seniors around, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel waited for me, Momo &amp;amp; Jamadi to finish our shift &amp; we drove to Geylang to eat...beancurd! Well, there's nothing much that I can eat in Geylang anyway. (I even thought of durians!) I took Daniel's Cherovlet &amp;amp; Momo hopped into Jamadi's Subaru. Jamadi drove sooooo fast that it's hard for Daniel to catch up. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that I've never been to THAT Geylang area at night. I'm the kinda person who likes to see what's around me, especially if I've never been to that particular place before. We drove past the tiny &lt;em&gt;lorongs&lt;/em&gt;, &amp; I was amazed by the red light districts. So &lt;em&gt;suaku&lt;/em&gt;! You mean those girls really stood around, waiting for customers? Some even brought beach chairs kind &amp;amp; sat along the pavement, fanning themselves! I've seen such acts on tv but to see them live with my own eyes, it's like WHOA. Jamadi &amp; Daniel were surprised that I've never been to Geylang &lt;em&gt;lorongs&lt;/em&gt; before. They seemed to be VERY familiar though. :) Damn...I should have brought my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at one of the coffeeshop along the main road &amp;amp; had beancurd &amp; &lt;em&gt;you tiao&lt;/em&gt;. Daniel ordered &lt;em&gt;xiao long bao&lt;/em&gt; for himself too. Momo was wondering why it was still crowded at 3am. I told her Singaporeans eat at anytime of the day one. The 4 of us were discussing about the "ladies of the night"...&amp;amp; I must say I'm impressed with Jamadi's answers. This guy is smart &amp; quite an observant! There're certain things that I wasn't aware in the past or didn't bother to ponder about. Hehe...thanks to Jamadi's explaination, Momo &amp;amp; I know men a tad better now. &lt;em&gt;*laughs out loud*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamadi gave me the lift back home coz it's more convenient (he stays in Woodlands). Sitting beside him in his Subaru is like sitting beside Michael Schumacher &lt;em&gt;seh&lt;/em&gt;. I love the adrenalin rush in fast cars though. Like stress relief! NOW I feel like driving. :) We chatted quite a bit &amp;amp; I understand his predicament. Cheer up, friend! &lt;em&gt;Insyallah&lt;/em&gt;, things will work out just fine. Life goes on, &lt;em&gt;hokays&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5369027461602243301?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5369027461602243301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5369027461602243301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5369027461602243301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5369027461602243301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/09/supper-geylang.html' title='Supper @ Geylang'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1755144079757286460</id><published>2007-08-31T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T04:32:13.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rants (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Ok people, thank you for bearing with me for the past few entries &amp; the next few ones. I know I've been complaining how sucky my work is or how "disappointed" I am in something, someone or somehow. And everything has to happen at the same time. How gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how I stayed back till 2am to finish up my work &amp;amp; I foresee it'll be that way till next  Tuesday. Frankie was at the back office, beside me &amp; so, I asked him out of nowhere; why is it so hard for humans to tell the truth? Wouldn't hiding the truth, or rather delaying it, hurts more than the truth itself? (If you're lost at this point, it's ok. Don't bother figuring out what I'm talking about). What a topic in the wee hours, huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie: Thanks for listening to my non-senses, &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;. I still think the whole reasoning that I told you about is ridiculous (you know, you know) but yeah, if it makes others happy, I think I'll get by too. If not, happier. Haha! I saw you leaving a comment on Helmi's blog that you're fast becoming our "sister". Can make it l&lt;em&gt;arr&lt;/em&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this quote: "Endure my own despair, not another hope".  So very the feeling. Ahaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1755144079757286460?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1755144079757286460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1755144079757286460' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1755144079757286460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1755144079757286460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/rants-part-2.html' title='The Rants (Part 2)'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1995882630301700958</id><published>2007-08-30T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:29:11.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner With The Melayus</title><content type='html'>Another great &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt; session with my friends! Or rather, it was a reunion for the 4 Boyanese &amp; 1 lost Arab! Had dinner with Helmi, Liah &amp;amp; Sadiq at Thai Express. We kept disturbing one another, so much that we were laughing out loud at the cafe. Faizal joined us later &amp; we accompanied him satisfy his cravings at Yoshinoya. Walked around a bit &amp;amp; decided to give Abang Ibrahim (our ex-AFOM) a call. Thought of paying him a visit at Marina Mandarin but it turned out he was having his dinner at Swensen's. So we head down to have our ice-cream treats. &lt;em&gt;Shiok larr&lt;/em&gt;! Talk talk &amp; laugh laugh. We should have this often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made plans for Hari Raya outing this year. I'm already excited for the &lt;em&gt;jalan jalan&lt;/em&gt;! I'm in the "committee", with Liah being the main organiser. &lt;em&gt;Insyallah&lt;/em&gt;, we'll make it happen, &lt;em&gt;doks&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1995882630301700958?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1995882630301700958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1995882630301700958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1995882630301700958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1995882630301700958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/dinner-with-melayus.html' title='Dinner With The Melayus'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3160800117067355989</id><published>2007-08-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:40:58.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rants</title><content type='html'>Geez...It's gonna be Sept already! I remembered how "intense" my work place was last year around this time due to the IMF period. And I was just thinking, one by one, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakis&lt;/span&gt; at Conrad has left. But I shall not make their departure, the main reason that I will resign too. Not now, I guess. I wanna be positive &amp; if I survive through this, I know that I tried my best &amp;amp; be proud of myself that I put in the effort to pull the team together. I believe, the remaining few of us...will agree too. We are tired, sick of the same crap  &amp; things are not getting better with the whole bunch of newbies we have to "mother" &amp;amp; "father". I heard Frankie telling the trainees about what the AMs have to go through everyday &amp; I thought...man, I'm paid to do all that?! That's a lot of stress &amp;amp; hard work! Strange enough, when I'm at it, I didn't realise the stress-ness. I bet, the next time I see Dr. Tan, he'll ask me the usual question. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was fine today. My feelings wasn't at its best though. I didn't go to Is's wedding coz I was on shift. I'll be attacked with loads of unnecessary questions anyway. Maybe I should just show my face but I was too...lazy? Supposed to meet Nasir for dinner but that fella has to go out with his folks. He better buy me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kopi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not forgetting the fact that he took pictures of me without my permission yesterday! Hamsa called me after work &amp; we chatted a bit. It's nice to hear from a friend &amp;amp; I thanked him for cheering up my not-sure-why gloomy Sunday. I know he's as stressed as I am..coz he has a psycho who tags to him! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be working straight for the next 9 days. NINE days. Need to increase my Starbucks intake,  don't think too much about other stuff &amp; look forward to my off days after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick: I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; on now about your plans for 6th Sept! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3160800117067355989?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3160800117067355989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3160800117067355989' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3160800117067355989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3160800117067355989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/rants.html' title='The Rants'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1267767017355680592</id><published>2007-08-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T03:28:33.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity Saturday</title><content type='html'>Supposed to go for movies with Liah today. We've been planning to catch one since last 2 weeks. Yeah...it's that hard to go out together. By the way, she has left Conrad &amp; now I have one less &lt;em&gt;kaki &lt;/em&gt;to grumble to. She didn't really wanna be hugged on her last day &amp;amp; as expected, she cried. Anyway, it's been awhile since we saw Zaine, &amp; so, together with Sadiq, we made a trip to Jurong West to spend time with Zaine at his cosy home! We &lt;em&gt;makan-makan&lt;/em&gt;, watched Perfect Stranger (that's the movie I wanted to catch!) &amp;amp; chatted till about 8.30 pm. Walked around Jurong Point &amp; sat down at McCafe for drinks. A very simple Saturday spent with dear friends. I like. :) And I bumped into Nasir again on my way back! Just when I was about to ask him when he's free. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I feel stupid asking that question. But I just wanna clarify. I'm sorry if I sound defensive or "sore". I am not. Really. Neither do I expect anything. If that's the way we all shall be, then I will leave it as it is. Damn...why do I have to be so bothered by it? What doesn't kill me will make me stronger, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, to Liah Kamis (my best travel buddy so far, good friend &amp;amp; good ex-colleague):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the being there for me through my ups &amp; downs. I must say, I got to know you much better this year &amp;amp; I'll always remember our trip to Australia (More to come!). Really glad to know you as a friend &amp; you are one that I'll treasure (coz you know lotsa my secrets! Haha!) always. All the best to your future endeavours &amp;amp; may you find your true happiness. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1267767017355680592?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1267767017355680592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1267767017355680592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1267767017355680592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1267767017355680592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/sinplicity-saturday.html' title='Simplicity Saturday'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3732353343992554940</id><published>2007-08-25T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T02:39:31.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was in Phuket last week, I've been feeling very lethargic. I would feel so sleepy after 8pm &amp; could sleep soundly till morning. The part of sleeping like a baby is good but I still feel the tiredness no matter how many hours I slept. Stress &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night. I could only remember bits &amp;amp; pieces but I was happily with someone &amp;amp; we, with a bunch of our friends were having...a picnic. (I know it sounds duh!) When I woke up, instead of smiling (it's actually supposed to be a good dream), I feel sad coz it wasn't real. Things are just not gonna happen. And the dream spoils my mood for the day. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3732353343992554940?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3732353343992554940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3732353343992554940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3732353343992554940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3732353343992554940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4646173818040668004</id><published>2007-08-19T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T21:44:21.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rainy Phuket Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back in Singapore this morning. My trip was alright. Tsk, it rained EVERYDAY! I know it's the monsoon season in Phuket now but still... Before you all start asking me if I snorkelled, if I swam, if I tanned...let me tell you: I did NONE of the above. :( This is so unbelievable but I didn't even shop much! Only bought like..a skirt &amp; a top? The shopping instincts didn't really hit me &lt;em&gt;larr&lt;/em&gt;. Oh...I had the best spa treatment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1: Arrive in Phuket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang around the resort. It's so private! Great for those with families or honeymooners. Lonely people like me also could find things to do! Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap. I've been working on night shifts, enjoyed Gwen's concert, worked again, watched Liah's play &amp;amp; then off to Phuket. Hectic &lt;em&gt;worr&lt;/em&gt;! Need beauty sleep badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out the Sails' Cafe &amp; Andaman Lounge. Booked a 2 hr session at the spa for next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent time with Hewlett &amp;amp; blasted my fav songs on Nano. Fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-89.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782124515977&amp;amp;site=widget-89.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124515977&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-89.slide.com/p1/216172782124515977/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124515977&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-89.slide.com/p2/216172782124515977/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2: Spa-ing &amp; Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weather hasn't change. Got worse, in fact! After breakfast, I "hibenate" in the room for a bit while Suliana took Rina out for a swim at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spa apointment was for 1.45 pm. I must say, it's the best feature in the hotel besides the 3 big pools. I made my way to the spa (slightly further from the main resort, across a lagoon &amp;amp; a garden) &amp; was recommended to go for the herbal steam bath before my treatment. I chose Honey Body Mask &amp;amp; Siamese massage. The therapist introduced herself &amp; showed me to the treatment room. Well, I seriously thought it would be a ROOM but no...it was a VILLA! All treatments are done in private villas, &lt;em&gt;leyy&lt;/em&gt;! My villa is called Synergy &amp;amp; it's so nice! I had the honey mask first, rinsed myself in an outdoor shower stall (all the birds &amp; bees could see me bare naked!) &amp;amp; then got ready for my massage. I actually fell asleep. Such a bliss! Who cares about the weather? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Suliana &amp; took a cab to Patong Beach. Walked around a bit &amp;amp; then went back to Hilton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782124515820&amp;amp;site=widget-ec.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124515820&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/p1/216172782124515820/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124515820&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/p2/216172782124515820/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3: Beach &amp; Seafood Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain stopped for awhile, after breakfast. Suliana managed to put Rina to sleep after another round of swimming &amp;amp; so we "sneaked" out to the beach, just a few metres away from the resort. The waves are scary. No wonder got red flags that reflect warning signs in the danger of swimming in the open sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Patong again as Suliana need to get some stuff for her students. Had dinner by Patong Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-17.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782124515607&amp;amp;site=widget-17.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124515607&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p1/216172782124515607/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124515607&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p2/216172782124515607/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4: Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RsmjE74eVUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ed9LVNt0DaQ/s1600-h/Phuket+07+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100787358163162434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RsmjE74eVUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ed9LVNt0DaQ/s320/Phuket+07+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The long queue to check-in at Tiger Airways counter. That explains Rina's grumbled face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rsmiwr4eVTI/AAAAAAAAAf8/cvrw1YDuzUI/s1600-h/Phuket+07+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100787010270811442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rsmiwr4eVTI/AAAAAAAAAf8/cvrw1YDuzUI/s320/Phuket+07+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dunkin Donuts for breakfast &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hmmm...already planning my next vacation. ;) Who's up for it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4646173818040668004?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4646173818040668004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4646173818040668004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4646173818040668004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4646173818040668004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_19.html' title='The Rainy Phuket Trip'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RsmjE74eVUI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ed9LVNt0DaQ/s72-c/Phuket+07+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2078095306124250076</id><published>2007-08-19T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:32:15.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Escape Meets Earnest</title><content type='html'>Got the time now to post the pics for the Gwen Stefani's concert &amp; Liah's debut stage appearance at The Importance of Being Earnest. The pictures are self-explanatory so I'm not gonna blog much about those 2 days. If you're reading this entry at one of the desktops in Conrad's back office (like Lavanya &amp;amp; Lynn), I don't think you can see the pics coz I use Slide. Easier &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;! Sorry, girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-96.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782124514454&amp;amp;site=widget-96.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124514454&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p1/216172782124514454/bb_t040_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124514454&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p2/216172782124514454/bb_t040_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2078095306124250076?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2078095306124250076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2078095306124250076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2078095306124250076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2078095306124250076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='The Sweet Escape Meets Earnest'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7219734453797457424</id><published>2007-08-16T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:24:59.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawadee-kap!</title><content type='html'>Ok...for a start, I'm doing this entry live in Phuket! This may sound ridiculous but I actually plan to go on a short getaway on my own for the longest time. I applied leave, just nice on the week that I was up for Gwen Stefani's concert, Liah's play the next day &amp; then pack my bags for my holiday. I booked a room at Hilton Phuket Arcadia Resort &amp;amp; Spa &amp; flew via Tiger Airways. My boss wouldn't believe that I'm going to Phuket alone (She has this idea in her head that I'm bringing a man). It was almost successful...UNTIL last week that Suliana thought of tagging along. She gave me a list of what I can't do &amp;amp; what I'm supposed to do in Phuket (She's worse than my mom!). And then...she said..."Why not I join you as well?!".  So she did. We've been thinking of holidaying together again but I really had my mind set for a me-vacation. Anyway, she's good company. I'll plot another solo trip next time &amp; I won't tell anyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the beginning today, the customer service people at the Budget Terminal, the Tiger Airways crew &amp;amp; the Hotel staff has been very pleasant. So much better than my trip to Bangkok &amp; Pattaya last year. When we entered the compounds of Hilton Arcadia, we were greeted &amp;amp; then showed to a mini "Hilton van" that we took us to the check-in area. Suliana &amp; I felt like VIPs! I was introduced to the AM on duty &amp;amp; I almost forgot that I'm here for a holiday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my room is great. Sea view, &lt;em&gt;leyy&lt;/em&gt;! 12th floor some more! Suliana brought Rina out to &lt;em&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/em&gt; around the resort. I decided to stay in the room &amp; do an entry before we go shopping later. Weather kinda sucky though. There're a few wings in the resort. I'm in the Andaman Wing, I think. The resort has activities lined up for in-house guests; eg. pilates, aerobics, batik painting &amp; even a Muay Thai class! And not forgetting the spa that I'll indulge in one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll only put up the pics when I'm back home. There're shots of Gwen Stefani too...&amp;amp; Liah in her 50s. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I plucked my courage &amp;amp; sms-ed someone this morning before I board my flight to Phuket. It's hard to explain things, even harder not to have hopes. Maybe his impression of me changes after the sms? In any case, liking someone just mean sheer disappointment to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7219734453797457424?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7219734453797457424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7219734453797457424' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7219734453797457424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7219734453797457424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok.html' title='Sawadee-kap!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2082732704047918848</id><published>2007-08-13T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T03:54:47.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For No.285!</title><content type='html'>Lavanya &amp; I felt motivated to support the SHA athletics finals yesterday. It's actually an inter-hotels sports challenge. Like Sports Day when we were in our younger days. So, after our night shift, we took cab to Hougang Stadium (of all places) &amp;amp; put on our cheering mode. There were other hotels like Sheraton, RC Hotels (Raffles The Plaza &amp; Swissotel The Stamford), Shangri-la, Rasa Sentosa, Amara &amp;amp; Pan Pacific, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the morning wasn't the events but the eye candy that Frankie told me to take note of. He said there's this good-looking guy from RC Hotels &amp; his shirt number is 285. I didn't see him around so I thought....okay, I will check him out later then. This is not about being desperate or &lt;em&gt;menggatal&lt;/em&gt;, it's just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I saw this Malay guy winning the 100m run (he's super fast!), I was like...gosh, he's hot! Hahaha...Nice package, man. From top to bottom. Lavanya then nudged me &amp; said.."That's the guy! No. 285!". And the whole time we were there, he just couldn't escape our eyes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie found out his name &amp;amp; the department he's working at as well. Efficient &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;? When you see something that catch your attention so much, you just couldn't stop to find out more. Haha! Anyway, my support at the athletics was fruitful after all. A reward for my eyes. *&lt;em&gt;winks&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2082732704047918848?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2082732704047918848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2082732704047918848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2082732704047918848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2082732704047918848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-no285.html' title='For No.285!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8197810151213317562</id><published>2007-08-10T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T05:50:06.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>Let's talk about 8th Aug first. Liah picked me up in a cab after my late shift &amp; we went to St. James for our girls' night out. Nickole, Sue &amp;amp; Cindy were already in &amp; they told us that the queue was pretty darn long. True enough, Liah &amp;amp; I saw the queue for ourselves when we reached The Power House. &lt;em&gt;Sooooo&lt;/em&gt; crowded! And I still prefer the clubbing scene in KL. :) Anyway, we managed to "smuggle" in, thanks to Rynn. And we got free membership! Not that we &lt;em&gt;luuuurve&lt;/em&gt; Power House to death but being the Singaporean in all of us, getting freebies give us adrenalin rushes. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got home like 6 am, I could only woke up at 2.30 pm. It's National Day.... &amp; I'm off! I thought of slacking at home with Hewlett &amp;amp; just watch tv but Suliana &amp; her friend, Raizal insisted that I should go out with them. After almost an hour of persuasion (if they could drag me out of my bed, they would!), I got ready &amp;amp; followed them to City Hall. It was great! Raizal watched the NDP preview before, &amp; using the knowledge he got from serving NS many yrs back, he led us through the crowd. I like the water stunts! I suddenly figured out why we pay so much taxes for. :) Suliana was smart enough to use her video camera to capture the happenings at the floating platform &amp;amp; Raizal was being very gentleman by making sure that I got to see the stunts or the cannons or the giant screen (coz I am THAT short, apparently). He also kept asking if we girls are comfortable (lotsa foreign workers &lt;em&gt;leyy, &lt;/em&gt;if you know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood at the open ground outside Esplanade &amp; caught the fireworks without much obstruction. You see, I don't mind if I don't get to see fireworks but since I could, it felt nice. Especially with my best friend. Suliana hugged me &amp;amp; said she loves me. How sweet. I love her too. A lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Raffles Hospital &amp; had dinner at Banquet. Suliana's dad fetched us &amp;amp; sent me back as well. The day was splendid. Thanks, &lt;em&gt;Bedah&lt;/em&gt; &amp; Raizal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liah msged me on MSN &amp;amp; told me to read someone's blog right away. I asked why but she won't tell me. She sounded very angry though. I have a choice to read or not, &amp; I won't. What I heard is that someone has put me down. So someone got the cheek to say I'm childish. So someone said it's my nature. The pics are nothing. THEY are really something. I just thought it should be fair for my friends to know who are "cheating" them too. After all, if I am that bad of a person, I bet those idiots know I could do more than just grabbing their pic &amp;amp; post it on Friendster. And there goes all the talk about "mummy wants me to have a gf who goes to the mosque". Ahaks! Oh, he'll always feel the guilt. That explains why I was described as a "not so nice face". He wasn't nice to me, what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm not starting a blog war. What goes around, comes around. And my friends, please stop reading other people's blog that have so much crap that it angers you. Might as well watch porn. You have a choice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8197810151213317562?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8197810151213317562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8197810151213317562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8197810151213317562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8197810151213317562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6001196037626597423</id><published>2007-08-05T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:00:41.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Saturday!</title><content type='html'>Haven't met Dahlia for so long. About 3 more mths &amp; it'll be a year since I last saw her. Suliana SUPPOSED to join us but she ditched us for her laptop. Her Compaq has crashed (Hewlett better don't!) &amp;amp; she got her IT expert-friend to help.  Not sure if it's fine now. Might be gone case. Anyway, Dahlia, Tini &amp; I craved for Japanese food so we head to Bugis for Sakae Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating with them was so much fun! I update Dahlia on what I've been up to the past few mths. She gave me loads of tips &amp;amp; both of them were teaching me to be bad! Haha...not bad as in bad, but... THAT BAD.  Oh well, I shall keep their tips in mind. I tell you, the whole time we were in Sakae Sushi, window shopping &amp; dessert at Coffee Club, those 2 chicks were telling me "naughty" stuff. I realise I've been a Daddy's girl all this while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: It's such a coincidence. I saw 2 familiar faces at Orchard Rd just now. I could recognise the male one from far. And the female that held his hand so tightly. When you snatched someone's boyfriend, you definitely have to hold on tight. Better still if got leash.  Just in case retribution strikes &amp;amp; he got snatched as well! Haha! Tini walked in front blindly while Dahlia &amp; I were chatting at the back. I told Dahlia whom I saw &amp;amp; just their luck that we passed by them too quickly (Opposite direction &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;!). If not, I wouldn't wanna imagine what my 2 gorgeous friends will do. If you're with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meenah&lt;/span&gt;, you've to dress up to try to look better. (It helps to balance out the ugliness!) That explains why the male fella was wearing something that I didn't think he would. I understand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was still nice though. I just like these 2 girls even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RrSpe8AWmuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/RIevJ9M7PT8/s1600-h/Dahliah+%26+Tini+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RrSpe8AWmuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/RIevJ9M7PT8/s320/Dahliah+%26+Tini+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094883427431652066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RrSpNsAWmtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Oz1G8umt-IQ/s1600-h/Dahliah+%26+Tini+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RrSpNsAWmtI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Oz1G8umt-IQ/s320/Dahliah+%26+Tini+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094883131078908626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w204.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w204.photobucket.com/albums/bb207/asheryne/8e542e4a.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb207/asheryne/?action=view&amp;current=8e542e4a.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6001196037626597423?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6001196037626597423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6001196037626597423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6001196037626597423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6001196037626597423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='A Great Saturday!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RrSpe8AWmuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/RIevJ9M7PT8/s72-c/Dahliah+%26+Tini+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-753022370094070617</id><published>2007-08-04T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:25:55.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DVD-ing With Hewlett</title><content type='html'>I was looking out for dvds to watch on Hewlett &amp; decided to rent the Indonesian movie, "Dealova". It was my last morning shift just now (I've been staying back till so late every day!) &amp;amp; I thought I just need a good movie to relax. I'm not into horror stuff. Maybe a sad, sappy movie will do me justice. Haha...boy, I was right. The movie made me teared. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fWUelDD9r-8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fWUelDD9r-8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, the movie is like one of the many typical Indonesian love stories we should get sick of. But well, I'm still a sucker for romance-tradgedies. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard the song below during the Anugerah finals few weeks ago. The lyrics &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; the feeling. I &lt;em&gt;looike!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ekn0tLlP7A"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ekn0tLlP7A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to my off day later. Going out with Dahlia, Kartini &amp; Suliana. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-753022370094070617?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/753022370094070617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=753022370094070617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/753022370094070617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/753022370094070617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/08/dvd-ing-with-hewlett.html' title='DVD-ing With Hewlett'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6734841829225868151</id><published>2007-07-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:41:36.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST There</title><content type='html'>If there's one word that can describe  my work these days, it's definitely: SUCKY. Or rather, VERY SUCKY. It's been busy every week, even busier with all the so many trainees. We're tired &amp; we dread coming to work. I miss those days when there's "quality" people, instead of the "quantity" at work. Tell me...how to last till end of the year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamsa asked me out for dinner last Tuesday. Now, it's soooo unlike of him to initiate a meet-up. He's like working 24/7, you know. (I've never known someone who loves working so much!) Anyway, he was late as usual, even though he was on off &amp;amp; the one who's from work (like me) can reach 30 mins earlier. He said he has a sad story to tell me. (I knew it! There must be something!) Alas...it's about the matters of the heart. And I thought he is the "victim". But no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;...he won't be one. Someone else will. Haha! Anyway, we had a bet &amp; I won. So he still owe me a Gucci bag. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;winks&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suliana &amp; I finally had our dream came true! We brought our lappies out for coffee at Starbucks Liat Towers over the weekend. So fun! We shall do it more often, no? Hehe... Anyway, I wanna get a bag for Hewlett. Wondering if I should get a Crumpler or Timbuk. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ponders&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the movie "Knocked Up" with Naz yesterday. It's hilarious! Kept me awake even though I was tired from work...Good good. I just couldn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; on my way back home that I fell asleep in the bus &amp; left Naz to listen to his mp3 player. :) I felt bad after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roster for the next 2 weeks looks ok. Nickole has planned another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiong-ing&lt;/span&gt; session for us. We all need that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; badly. Looking forward to the 8th of Aug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6734841829225868151?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6734841829225868151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6734841829225868151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6734841829225868151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6734841829225868151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/almost-there.html' title='ALMOST There'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6561875193056253358</id><published>2007-07-23T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:41:17.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Of My Life</title><content type='html'>It was a tough decision. Really. I wasn't sure if we can get along together. I'm afraid of what others may say about us, especially my MUM. For the past few months, I've been thinking if I need you, or rather, just WANT you in my life. Last Saturday, I made up my mind to just go ahead with it. I promise not to regret my actions. I will not neglect you &amp; I hope you'll be faithful to me, as long as I live. For sure, I know that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;When I'm sad, you'll play songs for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;When I'm bored, you'll watch movies with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;When I need someone to talk to, you'll be there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I want company, you'll follow me wherever I wanna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People...please meet my new squeeze:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RqSglsAWmsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M1q1wkrxhus/s1600-h/Lappie+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RqSglsAWmsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M1q1wkrxhus/s320/Lappie+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090370048163748546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RqSgTsAWmrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/FB3OP30CWDQ/s1600-h/Lappie+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RqSgTsAWmrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/FB3OP30CWDQ/s320/Lappie+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090369738926103218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:4381/fab11eaf40c7108ddc23cb127c7dea2d/image2322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:4381/fab11eaf40c7108ddc23cb127c7dea2d/image2322.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:4381/fab11eaf40c7108ddc23cb127c7dea2d/image2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:4381/fab11eaf40c7108ddc23cb127c7dea2d/image2323.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it so sleek &amp; good-looking?! I shall give it a name. Any ideas? I've been calling it Hewlett. But I feel it's such an &lt;em&gt;orh-bit&lt;/em&gt; name. Something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; gorgeous must have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; gorgeous name. Let me think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6561875193056253358?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6561875193056253358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6561875193056253358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6561875193056253358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6561875193056253358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-of-my-life.html' title='The Love Of My Life'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RqSglsAWmsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M1q1wkrxhus/s72-c/Lappie+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8790495061778356117</id><published>2007-07-23T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T16:35:15.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I attended 2 weddings last week: Charlene's &amp; Maria's elder sister's. Both were joyous events &amp;amp; I got to meet up with my friends. Charlene had hers at Grand Hyatt. It was my first time  at a Chinese wedding ceremony. Kinda excited! Sue, Sammi, Nickole &amp; Gen were the "sisters" &amp;amp; they were  made up so pretty. Jealous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worr&lt;/span&gt;...Haha!  I had to work on night shift that day so I didn't really stay till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria's sister's one was at Tampines. My mom couldn't come &amp; I was accompanied by my dad &amp;amp; Suliana. We were there for about an hour &amp; Suliana &amp;amp; I decided to go to town after that. She couldn't wait to get her new Harry Porter book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. We had a bit of Starbucks, window-shopped &amp; Suliana's dad sent us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another wedding next month. Hhmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w204.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w204.photobucket.com/albums/bb207/asheryne/96b55088.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb207/asheryne/?action=view&amp;current=96b55088.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w204.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w204.photobucket.com/albums/bb207/asheryne/35278289.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb207/asheryne/?action=view&amp;current=35278289.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8790495061778356117?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8790495061778356117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8790495061778356117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8790495061778356117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8790495061778356117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_23.html' title='Weddings &amp; Me'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4093009485340187510</id><published>2007-07-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:02:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 More Weeks!</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for August to come. One of the reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rp22tUcYC2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/3yaxJqHcqhQ/s1600-h/Ticket+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rp22tUcYC2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/3yaxJqHcqhQ/s320/Ticket+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088424043696622434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liah gonna have her debut act at Drama Center on 15th &amp; 16th Aug! The play is called "The Importance of Being Earnest".  So I gonna give her my utmost support..maybe with banners &amp; all. Maybe with the whistles &amp;amp; cheer. Maybe with flowers &amp; the works. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most outright reason why I'm anxiously waiting for August is because...Hmm...I won't say just as yet. Sadly, spending will be involved in the process but never mind. I'm bent on doing it anyway! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;winks&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after so so long of hesitation, I finally got the tittle of the song that the Conrad pianist has been playing every weekend. It's a love theme from the movie Flashdance. I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orh bit&lt;/span&gt;. I'm just a not-so hopeless romantic. Hah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4093009485340187510?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4093009485340187510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4093009485340187510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4093009485340187510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4093009485340187510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-more-weeks.html' title='2 More Weeks!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rp22tUcYC2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/3yaxJqHcqhQ/s72-c/Ticket+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8768668753767831295</id><published>2007-07-13T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T01:16:54.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter-ing</title><content type='html'>I don't recall falling asleep while watching movies, no matter how boring they can be. But when I watched Harry Potter &amp; The Order of The Phoenix just now, I was dozing off during the first part of the movie. Besides being relatively slow, I was tired from my morning shift at work. I told Sadiq that if I fell asleep, just let me be &amp;amp; wake me up only at the end of it. Haha! But he kept nudging me to stay awake...which I tried to, after half the movie was gone. I think the movie is disappointing. To think that I wanted to watch it at GV Class! Thank God I didn't! I'd really sleep soundly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;..for a good 30 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to meet Nasir today, but he said that he has a date. And then, miraculously, I bumped into him at CCK, on my way home! So excited! Haven't seen him for years! It's weird talking to someone who used to look chubby, but has become so much slimmer. Haha....he's still as loud &amp; irritating. That didn't change one bit. We'll try to meet up for coffee or dinner &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;....one of these days. Can relive the good old sec. school moments. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8768668753767831295?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8768668753767831295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8768668753767831295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8768668753767831295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8768668753767831295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-ing.html' title='Harry Potter-ing'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3312413616305986951</id><published>2007-07-11T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:35:24.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The So-Called Atas Dinner</title><content type='html'>Yes! I apologize for the delay on the dinner update but I have to wait for Nicky to send me the pictures. You see, I don't have my own digital camera (I share with my sis) &amp; it so happens that on that very day we met for dinner, my sis brought the camera along with her. So, I got Nickole to play photographer &amp;amp; snap some shots for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like I said, the dinner was at Greenhouse, Ritz-Carlton Millenia. The cost of the buffet is slightly more expensive (about $55) &amp; the spread was...okay. Better than Hilton's of course! I quite like the setting of the restaurant. After all, it's the Ritz-Carlton, darlings. I know, I know.... my friends has been saying that I spent a lot on food. Keke! Oriental's Melt Cafe in May, Aquamarine at Marina Mandarin &amp;amp; Checker's at Hilton last month. And then, off to Ritz-Carlton! Wait till Charlene's wedding at Grand Hyatt next week. Feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worr&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO4FJzEQeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CsdVRWcYW4Q/s1600-h/photo+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO4FJzEQeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CsdVRWcYW4Q/s400/photo+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085610802900386274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My buddy left for the greener pastures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO36ZzEQdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lEuHBZ_DMyY/s1600-h/photo+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO36ZzEQdI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lEuHBZ_DMyY/s400/photo+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085610618216792530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cindy, Suelyn, Sue &amp; Nickole. We were kinda full...the chilli crabs were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO3xZzEQcI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QW8MPBTI49I/s1600-h/photo+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO3xZzEQcI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QW8MPBTI49I/s400/photo+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085610463597969858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 trainees, June &amp; Cindy ended their contract about the same time Sue tendered her resignation. Oh yah, Aisah &amp;amp; Tom too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO3m5zEQbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/a4bUsEQXWfc/s1600-h/photo+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO3m5zEQbI/AAAAAAAAAeI/a4bUsEQXWfc/s400/photo+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085610283209343410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ex-Conradians, Sadiq &amp; Daphne, joined us for the dinner as well. The trend now seems that whenever someone left the team, we "celeberate" the "graduation" with a cool dinner. :) I better start finding ideas on where my farewell dinner will be at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO3G5zEQaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9yFDJoRTKuw/s1600-h/photo+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO3G5zEQaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9yFDJoRTKuw/s400/photo+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085609733453529506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ten of us. Oh..Sadiq helped to take this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sue's last day at work, I was working night shift. When I saw her in the morning, I didn't talk much &amp; just shook her hand, wishing her all the best. I didn't wanna hug coz I don't wanna feel that she's really leaving. That was settled. BUT, when we were about to say our byes at the restaurant that night, I hugged her &amp;amp; again, wished her good luck &amp; thank her for being there for me as a wonderful colleague &amp;amp; friend. For a good 5 secs, we didn't let go of our hands &amp; the most un-glorious thing that could happen; we both cried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year started on a very new note for me. Those people who know what happened, yes, I really appreciate them giving me the moral support &amp; encouragement. I must say, I see my colleagues on a different light (It's a good light, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;. The kinda lights you see at the end of the tunnel! Haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm very close to Liah, Nickole,Suelyn... Sue was the best buddy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. I told Liah, if she ever leave, I don't wanna see her on her last day at all. Haha! Nickole won't move till next year. Anyway, later that night, Liah sms-ed me, saying that she'll always be there for me as a friend &amp; urging me not to feel sad. So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Liah is still single. So what are you guys waiting for? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3312413616305986951?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3312413616305986951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3312413616305986951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3312413616305986951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3312413616305986951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-called-atas-dinner.html' title='The So-Called Atas Dinner'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RpO4FJzEQeI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CsdVRWcYW4Q/s72-c/photo+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7717883236879999953</id><published>2007-07-06T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T19:37:09.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word Is SIMPLICITY</title><content type='html'>Just watched the malay movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mukhsin&lt;/span&gt; on my desktop. Love it! And I'm beginning to see the beauty of Yasmin Ahmad's films....they portray life &amp; love in its originality. When I saw the scene where the actors dance happily in the rain, I suddenly longed to do just that! Work has been so busy &amp;amp; tiring. Others see me as materialistic or arrogant coz of the things I bought or use &amp; the fact that I don't talk easily to people I barely know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, Nasir said to me over MSN: "I wonder how much you earn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied: "Why the sudden asking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He answered: "You are always going somewhere or eating at places I never heard before". (Read: expensive restaurants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said: "I  don't earn much. I save to travel.  I know of such eating places coz of the nature of my job. If the company is good, I don't mind splurging on meals. And to top it all, I pay everything myself, even when I was attached". There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound ridiculous (if you've read my entire blog &amp; assume you know me by heart, then you are so wrong), but I like simplicty. In life. And to find true love. A simple,  true love.  One of the dates will be dancing in the rain, of course. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7717883236879999953?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7717883236879999953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7717883236879999953' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7717883236879999953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7717883236879999953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/word-is-simplicity.html' title='The Word Is SIMPLICITY'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2505851377675713376</id><published>2007-07-02T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:13:30.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Dirty @ Durty Nelly's</title><content type='html'>Here are the few pics that I took when we had a drinking session for Aisah's farewell last Friday. Okay, it's a DRINKING gathering &amp; we went to the new Durty Nelly's Irish Pub at Marina Square BUT yours truly, didn't gulp a sip of anything alcoholic. I must make this very clear. Knowing me, if I had drank, I'd just said I did.  I was on night shift that day, so I wouldn't wanna get complaints that a staff is intoxicated. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; glam, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rokc-pzEQVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7endw4_UfEM/s1600-h/Durty+Nelly+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rokc-pzEQVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7endw4_UfEM/s400/Durty+Nelly+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082625517161824594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sue, Aisah  (little Boyan!), myself &amp; June.   Again..yes, the beer mug was right in front of me. But but but....I only had Governor's Smile. A not so nice mocktail. Hhmmph~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rokc15zEQUI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Rni06roa8Fk/s1600-h/Durty+Nelly+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rokc15zEQUI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Rni06roa8Fk/s400/Durty+Nelly+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082625366837969218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fazli Jr, Sadiq, Farhan &amp;  Daniel.  I felt like I was in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;....with the beer jugs all around. You know, like imagine those old uncles with big beer bellies waiting for the 4D number to come out. We ladies definitely not the aunties of course! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RokctpzEQTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/V30nj0VE35A/s1600-h/Durty+Nelly+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RokctpzEQTI/AAAAAAAAAdI/V30nj0VE35A/s320/Durty+Nelly+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082625225104048434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aisah was a trainee 2 yrs back &amp; she joined us on contract basis in April. 3 months passed by so quickly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RokcOpzEQRI/AAAAAAAAAc4/TxjYymbTW8k/s1600-h/Durty+Nelly+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RokcOpzEQRI/AAAAAAAAAc4/TxjYymbTW8k/s400/Durty+Nelly+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082624692528103698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember the days when the 3 of us went to KL together in 2005. Geez, I look so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cina&lt;/span&gt; in this shot! Is it time for some tanning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I didn't have my camera with me for Sue's farewell dinner at the Ritz Carlton last night. I'm waiting for dearest Nickole to send me the pics. As soon as I got them, I'll update about the kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt;-feeling dinner...&amp; the mini drama at the end of it. Soon &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. Soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2505851377675713376?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2505851377675713376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2505851377675713376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2505851377675713376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2505851377675713376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/07/getting-dirty-durty-nellys.html' title='Getting Dirty @ Durty Nelly&apos;s'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rokc-pzEQVI/AAAAAAAAAdY/7endw4_UfEM/s72-c/Durty+Nelly+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7973703150553770446</id><published>2007-06-29T05:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:43:38.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Disorder</title><content type='html'>I just came back from Mustafa Centre like 30 mins ago. Had the sudden inspiration to go shopping after my afternoon shift. Met Sadiq at about 1.45 am &amp; we start going around with the yellow basket at Mustafa. I got myself a DVD called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mukhsin&lt;/span&gt;. And both of us need to get perfume! I was so tempted to get Givenchy or DKNY but decided on my all time favourite Clinique's Happy Heart instead. Received lotsa compliments on that fragrance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;! It's hard to find a perfume that is so me. At my recommendation, Sadiq got himself Calvin Klein's Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oei &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARON&lt;/span&gt;: If got people say that your&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; minyak wangi&lt;/span&gt; smell nice, must tell them I chose for you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tau&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...maybe I should set up a business on image consulting &amp;amp; grooming. Too many of my friends making use of my talent. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bought titbits, instant noodles (for my night shift!) and groceries. Talk about late night shopping! This is just the beginning. I'm asking Liah to shop with me next week. IF our shifts allow, that is. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7973703150553770446?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7973703150553770446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7973703150553770446' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7973703150553770446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7973703150553770446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/shopping-disorder.html' title='Shopping Disorder'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-9055731971767277200</id><published>2007-06-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T01:24:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Deadline For Me, Please?</title><content type='html'>After working for 2 days (it feels like 20), I'm off again today. Then I have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; till next week, before my next off. Never mind. I'm tempted to go for mild retail therapy coz I'm stressed out at work these days (Good excuse, I know). I woke up early, went to Far East Plaza to do pedicure &amp; manicure. Followed Kartini all the way to Bedok for a job interview but in the end, the weather was soooo hot &amp;amp; humid that she couldn't bear to walk around finding the building. Hahaha! So we went to Bedok, just to have a KFC lunch. How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;, right?  Decided to return to Orchard area coz...I need to shop! It has become like a disorder already. We went to La Senza at Paragon &amp; I bought a few stuff. So happy with my buys. And Kartini was giving me a lesson on the "unique" lingerie at La Senza. So hilarious! She was telling me to be more "adventurous". Gosh! That's sooo Kartini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a lot of people are getting hitched this year, huh? Let's see, who's on my list so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;: Charlene &amp; Maria's sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;: My cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nov&lt;/span&gt;: Kartini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec &lt;/span&gt;(I think): Sandra Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's my first time attending so many weddings in a year! Exciting. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that I've been going out too much nowadays (from all those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; gatherings I blogged about), it's not enough! My upcoming "schedule":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday (29/6):&lt;/span&gt; Drinking session with Aisah &amp; colleagues. She's going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday (1/7):&lt;/span&gt; Sue's farewell dinner. My buddy is leaving Conrad! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere in the next 2 weeks:&lt;/span&gt; Scandaling, gossping &amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;-ing with Dahlia, Suliana &amp; Kartini. I haven't seen Dahlia since Hari Raya last year&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     worr&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still pending&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet up with Nasir.  The last time I saw him was years &amp; years ago!.              &lt;br /&gt;Short trip with Liah (IF we can go. Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;                     Spa retreat with Maria, Fizah &amp;amp; Suliana&lt;br /&gt;                    Coffee with Ayos&lt;br /&gt;                     Bitching with Justin, Wayne &amp; Siti. (I miss you all!)&lt;br /&gt;                    Movie with Person C. (I may "chicken" out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas...despite being busy with work (long hours, crappy shifts), I will still make time for the gorgeous friends. Just one thing though, be patient for your turn, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-9055731971767277200?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/9055731971767277200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=9055731971767277200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/9055731971767277200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/9055731971767277200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-deadline-for-me-please.html' title='No Deadline For Me, Please?'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1018884873419824792</id><published>2007-06-24T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T04:36:19.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relive The Poly Days</title><content type='html'>So my poly classmates finally had a gathering on Friday at Hilton's Checkers Cafe. My impression of that place: The first &amp; the last time ever. Let me tell you why. When I called to make reservation, a fella wasn't aware of dining discount for staff. I mean, if you aren't aware of credit card promotions, I can still forgive. But he's an employee! Never mind. And when a manager called back (I still remember the name), the tone he used on me is as if Conrad staff owe him money! Insisted on some "document" to validate that I'm working with the Conrad. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;...as if I'm not smart enough to know that I just need my ID with me? He said that it's good to have the F &amp; B or HR department to write a letter to them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was so tempted to cancel the reservation but since Sandra thought of trying Hilton's, I just went ahead with it. They called me again a few days later &amp; a few times, to confirm my reservation &amp;amp; the discount. Couldn't get me on my hp, they called me at work! It was infuriating! Best part, called my hp at 8.30 am on Friday itself to "remind" me of my reservation. I know it's for 15 pax. I know it's a Friday evening. I know I am a Conrad staff. But I don't call my guests at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 8.30 am &lt;/span&gt;to confirm a reservation &amp; you're calling yourself...the Hilton?! NOW, I feel good I'm working with the Conrad brand. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived late coz I was held up at work. As I entered the cafe, the manager could somehow figure out who I am &amp; introduced himself. He thanked me for coming &amp;amp; I replied sarcastically, "And thank you for calling me up so many times to confirm the reservation &amp; the discount". He tried to explain but I just nod my head, giving  him the " whatever" look.  It was a seafood theme that night. Honestly, I was disappointed with the spread. Oriental's &amp;amp; Marina Mandarin's are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; much better. Even though Oscar's is more expensive, I wish I had suggested Oscar's instead. So, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; experience...a BIG NO NO to Checker's. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1zRbtXocI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Bo3TbkzSb2k/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1zRbtXocI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Bo3TbkzSb2k/s320/TO2+Reunion+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079342698076807618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharon, myself &amp; Jezebel. I haven't seen Sharon for like the longest time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1yhLtXobI/AAAAAAAAAco/cwqZaFoqjOY/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1yhLtXobI/AAAAAAAAAco/cwqZaFoqjOY/s400/TO2+Reunion+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079341869148119474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of us still look the same...like in good poly days. But Justin always change his hairstyle. As frequent as he change his undergarments, I bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1yHrtXoaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qXJZY0rwIsY/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1yHrtXoaI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qXJZY0rwIsY/s320/TO2+Reunion+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079341431061455266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fizah loves taking candid pictures! No..actually she just love  posing. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1xmLtXoZI/AAAAAAAAAcY/A53LEDCTlww/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1xmLtXoZI/AAAAAAAAAcY/A53LEDCTlww/s320/TO2+Reunion+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079340855535837586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ladies in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1xRrtXoYI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/QsjKs87RE4Q/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1xRrtXoYI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/QsjKs87RE4Q/s320/TO2+Reunion+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079340503348519298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria was being funny. She gave a demo on how to remove prawn shells. Jezebel even have it on record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1wq7tXoXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/M0h6fOuV5ug/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1wq7tXoXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/M0h6fOuV5ug/s320/TO2+Reunion+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079339837628588402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's happy with her prawn now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1vdrtXoVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SCLrZiRBFy4/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1vdrtXoVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SCLrZiRBFy4/s400/TO2+Reunion+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079338510483693906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class TO2 (2000-2003), Temasek Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in presence: Jovy (on flight), Justina (un-contactable), Kiran (un-contactable), Edith (un-contactable...but a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tai tai&lt;/span&gt; I heard), Peter (stuck in camp!)  &amp; Yinglang (studying in Aussie). I miss those days...when we went to different schools (Design, ITAS, Engineering &amp;amp; Business) to lunch. And the time when we rushed for projects,  skipped lectures...Hahaha. ..so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the not-so-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; dinner, we went to Starbucks Liat Towers. (We sat at the cafe till quite late. THAT same manager said that he thought we gonna help him set up breakfast. So irritating, right?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie is working at Ritz Carlton &amp; only the 2 of us are hoteliers. We entertained the rest with interesting stories about our job. Indeed, our work is THAT exciting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1taLtXoUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XROy_YhqZFM/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1taLtXoUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XROy_YhqZFM/s320/TO2+Reunion+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079336251330896194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 married ladies &amp; the swinging bachelorette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1tALtXoTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/YOchyU4WVR0/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1tALtXoTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/YOchyU4WVR0/s320/TO2+Reunion+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079335804654297394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hotelier No. 1, the  SQ  girl No. 1 (Jovy is No. 2), the soon-to-be Bummer &amp; Hotelier No. 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1sP7tXoSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-HdVY4sEO9I/s1600-h/TO2+Reunion+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1sP7tXoSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-HdVY4sEO9I/s320/TO2+Reunion+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079334975725609250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fizah, Shijia &amp; Yumi. I realise, not all of us choose to be in tourism industry after school. Hmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                        **********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Maria &amp; Fizah again just now. We watched Fantastic 4 (I love it!) &amp;amp; had Rex chicken rice for dinner. Window shopped a bit at Plaza Singapura before heading down to Clarke Quay for drinks. I saw Fizah's Bali pictures &amp; I so wanna go to Bali again! But I thought of going to somewhere I haven't been to before. Mr Weird suggested Koh Samui next month (Full Moon Party, people!). I don't think I can make it, seeing the number of people left at work. Anyway, Fizah is going to Tunisia in Aug &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ley&lt;/span&gt;...Best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyer&lt;/span&gt;! Let me Google on the great places to go. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liah&lt;/span&gt;: Start your research also, can? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1018884873419824792?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1018884873419824792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1018884873419824792' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1018884873419824792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1018884873419824792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/relive-poly-days.html' title='Relive The Poly Days'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rn1zRbtXocI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Bo3TbkzSb2k/s72-c/TO2+Reunion+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2960197506323454994</id><published>2007-06-20T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:20:19.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God It's Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Liah &amp; I strived to finish our work &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chop chop&lt;/span&gt; today coz we both have errands to run. Busy day as usual but it was still fun coz I had Liah, Frankie, Aisah &amp; Tom on shift. Cracked lotsa jokes &amp;amp; of course, with our dearest Malaysian (feeling Singaporean) colleague, Chandran, things can get even crankier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't normally bring my hp up to front desk coz I can't answer calls while I'm on duty anyway. Had a shock when I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;, mind you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIFTEEN&lt;/span&gt; missed calls on my hp. I don' recall having so much missed calls ever. I thought something happened at home. Saw the numbers... 3 from Maria &amp; 12 from Mr Weird. And Maria sms-ed, asking where I am coz she &amp;amp; Mr Weird wanna meet me. I wondered what could be the matter. Guess what...it was just to ask me out for coffee! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wah lau eh... &lt;/span&gt;No need for 12 calls from one person &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. SOMEONE must be dying to meet me. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined those 2 at Wheelock Place's Coffee Bean but I didn't get any coffee...Coz I don't like Coffee Bean. :) Only Starbucks work for me. And damn....Mr. Weird still owe me coffee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;...Had "interesting" conversation with them, especially when I won hands down in my sarcasm towards Mr. Weird. Right, Maria? Hehe... More to come, buddy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2960197506323454994?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2960197506323454994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2960197506323454994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2960197506323454994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2960197506323454994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-god-its-wednesday.html' title='Thank God It&apos;s Wednesday!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1733406071762230196</id><published>2007-06-18T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:00:09.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Music</title><content type='html'>Spent Father's Day at home with the folks. I bought KFC &amp; dad got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;satay&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahu bakar&lt;/span&gt;. Nice nice, especially when you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; makan&lt;/span&gt; together-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gether&lt;/span&gt; with your loved ones. I'm eating well nowadays...I just hope it doesn't show on my tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Sandra &amp; confirmed our long awaited poly class gathering this Friday at the Hilton's.  I'm sooooo excited! I haven't been catching up with my classmates for ages. I'm contented to meet Fizah, Maria &amp; Sze Luan occasionally. I'm trying to change the occasionally to often though. :)&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I gonna have a movie cum chit-chat session with Maria &amp;amp; Fizah on Saturday. Maria just got back from Sabah &amp; Fizah, from Bali. So you can imagine what we gonna talk about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a repeat telecast of Anugerah Planet Muzik 07 &amp; was surprised that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imran Ajmain&lt;/span&gt; is the one who sings &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seribu Tahun&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, not that I know the tittle of the song before this also coz I haven't been listening to the radio for donks ( be it the English or Malay channel). I only managed to get a earful of these songs when I'm preparing for work. In between brushing my teeth or snacking before I dash for the door. Haha! Anyway, there're a few Malay songs that I find nice but never getta know who sings them or at least, the tittle. So, when I heard him sang THAT song at the award show, I was so ecstatic! And guess what, Suliana knew about it long time ago &amp; she has his CD! I bothered to meet up with her the next morning to borrow the CD, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. And Imran is cute. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt; That's not the whole point, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;. His songs are beautiful. Great local talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, and then....I "discover" this song by Bhumiband (I heard the name before but not their songs. I know I'm slow). OMG! It gave me adrenalin rushes!  I'm NOT exaggerating here. Even when I told Naz how I felt about the song &amp; he finds it hard to imagine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*makes a face*&lt;/span&gt; Liah gave me the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt; look too. Oh well, I've always like to put music into my soul &amp; connects with it spiritually. Hhmmm, sounds corny but never mind! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's playing these days: Imran Ajmain &amp;amp; Bhumiband. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1733406071762230196?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1733406071762230196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1733406071762230196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1733406071762230196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1733406071762230196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-music.html' title='Just Music'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7408629165937642335</id><published>2007-06-11T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:19:33.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Monday Vibes</title><content type='html'>If I can buy Toto or 4D, I tell you...I buy today's date already! Usually people are down with Monday blues, right? Hehe...I had a pleasant Monday. I wasn't on duty for the past few days coz I'm training the new staff on Fidelio system. I don't like training but..sometimes it's better than working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came in to the back office, &amp; Lynn asked me, "Why are you so made-up nowadays? " But the only difference was that I had my SQ blue eye-shadow on. "I always put on make-up, what", I replied. She added, "You look different".  Hehe...in a good way, I assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I made appointment to trim my hair with my permanent stylist, May. You know they said that your hairstylist has to be your good friend too? That's so true! May has been cutting my hair for the past few yrs &amp;amp; she knows exactly what's my taste like &amp; which style suits me best. So when I walked into the salon &amp;amp; sat down, she looked at me &amp; paused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May: You're getting prettier, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Huh? Where got...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May: You just look...different. (See? Again...DIFFERENT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me (laughing) : So in what way I'm different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May: Your eyebrows? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: My eyebrows has always been the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(But the last time, I thread it at Rupini's &amp; lotsa people said it's nice. So I shall stick to Rupini's. Hehe! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May: You put on eye-shadow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: But I've been putting on eye-shadow....(sounding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May: I know...it's how you're dressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Hhmm...actually, that sounds believable. I must admit that I'm on the road to          revamp my wardrobe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May (still so enthusiastic) : Good... Also, what's important is that you must be happy! You not happy..you stressed...no matter how you try to change your dressing also no use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Then she couldn't stop. As she was cutting my hair, she chatted about her family, her life &amp; she gave me a looooong advice about relationship, marriage &amp;amp; well-being. Gosh, I haven't seen that side of May in my years of knowing her. We normally don't talk about this kinda personal stuff, you see.  Funny May. I was talking to Suliana on the phone about May (she knows her as well) &amp; she said that..."You finally see the blessing in disguise". Haha...I got what she mean. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak Ani came over to my place to show us the video of Mamat's wedding. I saw how Mamat has to repeat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 times &lt;/span&gt;before the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kadi&lt;/span&gt; went..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sah!&lt;/span&gt;".  Haha! My dad said that usually, guys are nervous at that point coz they are reminded of the huge responsibility they've to shoulder as the head of the family. Hmmm...I see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7408629165937642335?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7408629165937642335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7408629165937642335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7408629165937642335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7408629165937642335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-monday-vibes.html' title='Good Monday Vibes'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5428557037041211246</id><published>2007-06-10T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:27:30.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.U.S.T.</title><content type='html'>Didn't thought of updating my blog today UNTIL I chatted with Liah awhile ago. It's about 2 fellas who are deceitful. No..I'm not talking about any of my colleagues here &amp; I also don't wanna divulge their identities. Anyway, Liah was telling me how nice these 2 buggers are (a few months back) &amp;amp; how she hope one of them could change her life. Never mind if nothing came out of it but how can they be so... dishonest?! Eeeww...I feel so angry for my dear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melati&lt;/span&gt;. Tsk...I just dislike it when other human beings take we nice people for granted. Those 2 better go &amp; play far far away from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liah: You don't need their friendship, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;! We shall all be happier without them. Hmmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my bout of frustration too. I wanna talk to Person A, but Person A is too busy. Person B is trying to get my attention, but it won't be easy in future. Person C is working hard to know me better, but there's nothing much I can do about it. Person D &amp;amp; me...we're happy the way we are now. Person E will always be my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...Follow what I'm talking about? No? It's ok..Neither do I. Lalalaa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5428557037041211246?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5428557037041211246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5428557037041211246' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5428557037041211246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5428557037041211246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/frust.html' title='F.R.U.S.T.'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7845818514185423502</id><published>2007-06-08T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T00:12:44.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And So It Is</title><content type='html'>I just read Suliana's latest entry on her Multiply. It's like WOW. She's so so agitated!  Didn't expect that from her. Really. I understand where she's coming from &amp; trust me, if it's months ago, I could even be worse than her. Anyway, I am okay. I had a choice to read or not...&amp;amp; I chose to. I don't intend to start a blog war with that couple coz it's so not worth it. My conscience is clear &amp; the fact that that fella is bringing her to places I brought him...it just means he can't forget me. THAT is already victory itself. Haha...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shiok neh&lt;/span&gt;! So people, let's just relax one corner &amp; laugh out loud (Oh... Liah, Frankie, Tanglin, Nickole, Lavanya, Sue &amp;amp; me already did our share of laughing in the back office).  I'll need to convince Siti &amp; Suliana to join in the fun too, which will not be easy. Hmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Emily's last day yesterday! Kinda sad to see her leave. She was doing her clearance just now &amp;amp; she refused to let me hug her. Actually, I'd rather not see her as well coz I don't wish to cry. I thanked her for all the advice &amp; concern she has shown me throughout my entire career at Conrad. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sniffs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Emily:&lt;/span&gt; All the best in your future endeavors. Will always remember the good times we had at work. I appreciate the guidance &amp; take care, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;. Keep in touch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I think I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bingo-ed&lt;/span&gt; the sms that Mr Weird sent (thanks to Liah!) . But he still won't tell me if it's right or wrong. Bloody hell...as exciting as it can be, it's making me frustrated. I don't like to guess without proper clues. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grimaces&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7845818514185423502?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7845818514185423502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7845818514185423502' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7845818514185423502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7845818514185423502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-so-it-is.html' title='And So It Is'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3588295331617329999</id><published>2007-06-07T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T21:45:04.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day Specials</title><content type='html'>Liah &amp; I went to JB yesterday. We 2 girls were on off &amp;amp; she's been wanting to go to Tebrau City for the longest time.  I went once with Suliana late last yr so I thought I'd just bring Liah this time around. Had our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tai-tai&lt;/span&gt; lunch at Italianies, window shopped a bit &amp; then had our usual dose of Starbucks. Hehe...the Starbucks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamats&lt;/span&gt; were looking at we both like they haven't see girls before.  Liah &amp; I were gossiping &amp;amp; giggling like Pri. 2 kids. We left  JB at about 7pm &amp;  arranged to meet our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyan&lt;/span&gt; counterpart, Sadiq, at CCK. I decided to give Liah a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kampong&lt;/span&gt; name too, just like how I call Suliana, Bedah.  Liah's will be Mawar/Melati/Yatimah. (So indecisive!) Sadiq's will be...HARON. Nice right? Hahaha! Anyhow, I had a good evening with those 2 fellas yesterday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invited Suliana over to my place for lunch just now. We had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mee bandung&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pisang goreng gula&lt;/span&gt;. No..I'm not the one who cooked. *rolls eyes*  We were flipping through old pics &amp; laughing so hard about them. She said I look so much better now (but of course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across someone's blog. Heh...the world is really so small. Hmmm...this person blogs like me, she likes certain things that I do &amp; she wanna go to places that I have been to.  Pure coincidence?  Haha...I don't think so, especially if you know who she is. Everyone is different in their own way. But if to the point she has the same Birkenstock sandals that I have, happens to also like the same Starbucks beverage as me AND wanna go to the 2 countries I went this yr (including the kinda people I went with)...well, I don't remember having a twin. I also wouldn't want a twin like her! Just see how glad I am that my sis &amp;amp; me don't look alike &amp; we don't go for the same stuff. Anyway my friends, this person is not important in my life &amp;amp; so is the person that is with her now. You all know what kinda person I am...&amp; that's all that matters. If there's someone else who inspire to be like me OR there're buggers out there who wanna change their girlfriends to be like me...I can't help it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I have THE personality then. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad about the above AND the identity of the girl. My dad just shook his head &amp; laughed. He said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa Ain... you mean he found someone like you? So easy ah?! But too bad, my daughter is the original one! Make sure you find someone better than him, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you can guess my reply.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s (Part 1): Mr Weird sent me an sms...in malay! And I don't understand. Not that I can't read (I topped the malay class every yr, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;!) but it's just too...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheem&lt;/span&gt;?.  Tsk.. I gonna give up deciphering his sms. Already use so much of my brain cells at work &amp; now I have to guess sms-es?? That's why I don't bother reading The Da Vinci Code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s (Part 2): Saiful asked me to accompany him to pierce his eyebrow, but I wasn't free.  Hmmm...I wonder if he has done it? He did it before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;...but he hasn't been wearing the ring for some time so he has to pierce again. Same goes for the one on his tongue. Oh yeah, I told him he looked good with the pierced brow. Not like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamat&lt;/span&gt; at all! Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3588295331617329999?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3588295331617329999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3588295331617329999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3588295331617329999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3588295331617329999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/off-day-specials.html' title='Off Day Specials'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4978032100837241289</id><published>2007-06-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:51:32.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute To My Fellow Cousins</title><content type='html'>After Mamat's wedding just now, I suddenly feel how fast time flies. We were all just a bunch of kids (seems like only few yrs ago) &amp; now, we have grown up, setting up families of our own. Well, I have this idea of showing off pics of our "glorious" days....but don't laugh, ok? I for sure was one pretty kid. Hahaha! In my previous entry, I did mention somewhere that Mamat was part of the "batch" for mischief acts, right? Besides him &amp;amp; me, there were Sulaiman, Eis, Aas, Fauzi &amp; Ayos (See? The nicknames already so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kental&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos is my cousin on my maternal side so..he wasn't in much contact with the rest. And..me, being the ONLY girl among my cousins at that time, you can imagine how rugged I was. I'm still closest to Ayos though &amp; so...if he gets hitched, I think I'll be so touched that I tear! (Ayos: I'll do a huge spread on my blog about you when it's your turn, yah? Now go find that someone first! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLXauKAZxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/hCQ4jE3PuW0/s1600-h/Child3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLXauKAZxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/hCQ4jE3PuW0/s400/Child3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852984439170834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp; lil sis. She has such small eyes that I'm always thankful my eyes are big. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLXPOKAZwI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5PiuwlWTieg/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLXPOKAZwI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5PiuwlWTieg/s400/collage7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852786870675202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mamat is the one in the top right pic, doing a salute. And when I was a kid, I already love riding bikes. Partner in crime was Ayos&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;The way I sat &amp; ate with the boys...made me look like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLW_-KAZvI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yp4xwTVFAVs/s1600-h/Child6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLW_-KAZvI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yp4xwTVFAVs/s400/Child6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852524877670130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heard from my mom they "stole" the hats from their elder sisters. Above is Mamat &amp; Sulaiman during their golden days. They were super cute, can? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLW0uKAZuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/okQ75tKv_Ro/s1600-h/Child8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLW0uKAZuI/AAAAAAAAAbA/okQ75tKv_Ro/s400/Child8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852331604141794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sulaiman had that smug look..I guess he was thinking of kicking me off that swinging thingy &amp; ride it on his own! I was like breathing hard&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; larr&lt;/span&gt;...coz he was very very heavy!! Have to shake harder &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ley&lt;/span&gt;! Classic right? We were so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orh-bit chit chit&lt;/span&gt; last time, huh? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLWheKAZtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/I8SJ5uLkiDc/s1600-h/Child7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLWheKAZtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/I8SJ5uLkiDc/s400/Child7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852000891659986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he still has his hands around my shoulders when we took photo at Mamat's wedding, like in the pic above. He was soooo fat, right??! *Laughs out loud* I bet he was feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abang-abang larr&lt;/span&gt;.  Don't worry, Sulaiman...you' re still good looking. Your turn's next. Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chat with Suliana yesterday &amp; I asked her, if guys were to ask what kinda girl I am, what reply will she say to them. And she said that...I'm the best girl any guy can have. Haha...so touching-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mouching larr&lt;/span&gt;! Seeing the sincerity &amp; knowing that she's not trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angkat&lt;/span&gt; me, I almost cried. :) Even after me scolding her for forever being late, she still has something wonderful to say about me. That's my best friend of 11 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had coffee at Starbucks Changi Airport. The guy who made my drink is pleasant looking.  Can he brew coffee for me his entire life? Haha....outright corny!! And no...I didn't say that to the barista. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siao&lt;/span&gt; ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4978032100837241289?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4978032100837241289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4978032100837241289' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4978032100837241289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4978032100837241289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/tribute-to-my-fellow-cousins.html' title='Tribute To My Fellow Cousins'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLXauKAZxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/hCQ4jE3PuW0/s72-c/Child3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5907764023705626400</id><published>2007-06-03T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:55:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamat's Wedding!</title><content type='html'>So, my cousin, Mamat got married today! The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nikah&lt;/span&gt; was yesterday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr,&lt;/span&gt; but my mom said I have a choice to come today or yesterday...so I chose TODAY! It was a hot &amp; sunny afternoon &amp;amp; thank God I was wearing a comfortable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt; for the wedding. My sis &amp; bro were helping out as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kendarat&lt;/span&gt; (I escaped!). The whole ceremony seems like another Hari Raya gathering. I'm prepared to be attacked with questions by the aunties &amp; uncles who will DEFINITELY ask when's my turn to get married (they did ask, of course). Luckily, I still have my cousins, Sulaiman &amp;amp; Ayos who're older than me &amp; still unmarried. So I gave them as excuses. Haha...anyway, I told them straight that I'm not seeing anyone at the moment. Bik Yah &amp;amp; Cik Azan asked me about so &amp; so, but I just shrugged &amp;amp; told them things are not meant to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;. Other than the marriage questions, the whole time I was there was quite nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGROKAZqI/AAAAAAAAAag/xkk50tFEoxE/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGROKAZqI/AAAAAAAAAag/xkk50tFEoxE/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071834129532741282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lil sis &amp; I! I know...we do NOT look alike, right? Which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLF8eKAZpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/J2Tx5tg_bkc/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLF8eKAZpI/AAAAAAAAAaY/J2Tx5tg_bkc/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833773050455698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they come! But they don't seem to be ready yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLF2-KAZoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LU7_S47dFN8/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLF2-KAZoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LU7_S47dFN8/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833678561175170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes....they are walking down the aisle. I mean, the walkway. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFt-KAZnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/bn7XOry-nPo/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFt-KAZnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/bn7XOry-nPo/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833523942352498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So sweet. Mamat is finally married! I remember those days we were younger. Same sec. sch some more. And he guided me in Chemistry &amp; A.Maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFkeKAZmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yYmNYmSyi5o/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFkeKAZmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yYmNYmSyi5o/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833360733595234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mat kompangs&lt;/span&gt; &amp; the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mat kompang silat&lt;/span&gt;.  Hmm...there's one who's not bad looking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFZeKAZlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/AELS5Pvz0lE/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFZeKAZlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/AELS5Pvz0lE/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833171755034194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cousins! There are more of us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;, but they were either nowhere in sight or they were too shy to take pictures. Tsk...Mamat only marry once &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ley&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFROKAZkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/L0RotOCrKDY/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFROKAZkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/L0RotOCrKDY/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071833030021113410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp; Izzati. She's a smart girl...like me. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGt-KAZsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/1_UDFBG2PtQ/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGt-KAZsI/AAAAAAAAAaw/1_UDFBG2PtQ/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071834623453980354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Sulaiman's turn next time! (After Eis's in Aug) He's Mamat's younger bro, by the way. This fella is funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt; &amp; still as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jagung&lt;/span&gt; sometimes. I seldom meet him but when we do, my first line to him will be  "Sulaiman...how come you're getting fatter??". And he'll reply..."Handsome what". Hahaha! Only his Watie can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; him I guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFKuKAZjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/7l02633wQfc/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLFKuKAZjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/7l02633wQfc/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071832918351963698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents feeling also...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; just got married. As long as they're happy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; larr&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLDcOKAZiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6nsk50Og40Y/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLDcOKAZiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6nsk50Og40Y/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071831019976418850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kendarat&lt;/span&gt; people having their meals. If you realise, the wedding couple are feeding each other on the top left hand corner of the pic, Sulaiman &amp; gf on the top right &amp;amp; the kids are eating happily! How harmonious, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLC2-KAZhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4ZiFQ3cjUD4/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLC2-KAZhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4ZiFQ3cjUD4/s320/Mamat%27s+Wedding+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071830380026291730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me post this shot to recognize their effort for clearing the dishes &amp; cleaning the whatnots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGYuKAZrI/AAAAAAAAAao/0q0UIbAionw/s1600-h/Mamat%27s+Wedding+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGYuKAZrI/AAAAAAAAAao/0q0UIbAionw/s400/Mamat%27s+Wedding+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071834258381760178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gubahan &lt;/span&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hantaran&lt;/span&gt; items! My mom was the excited one about these stuff. She even dragged me to see it coz of what, you know? Just to SEE SEE. Like...duh *rolls eyes*. I told my mom that when it's my turn, THEN I'll be interested. Gosh....is your mom like mine too??? Hehe....but my mummy is a wonderful lady,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hokays&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway, congrats to Mamat &amp; Jannah! May you have a blissful marriage &amp;amp; a lifetime of happiness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5907764023705626400?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5907764023705626400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5907764023705626400' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5907764023705626400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5907764023705626400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/mamats-wedding.html' title='Mamat&apos;s Wedding!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmLGROKAZqI/AAAAAAAAAag/xkk50tFEoxE/s72-c/Mamat%27s+Wedding+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2858423009205265409</id><published>2007-06-02T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:17:40.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Week</title><content type='html'>Despite the tiredness from my night shifts this week, I still make time to catch up with my friends. Good...it's definitely a good week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;, for my social life. But work was quite sucky, coz I met cranky people. Anyway, let's don't go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for dinner at Sakae Sushi with Jovy &amp; Sze Luan last Tuesday. I was excited to meet Jovy coz I haven't seen her for a year, I think. She's still as pretty, I even said she looks like the Mediacorp actress, Ong Aileng. Haha! We thought it's rather nice that we can still chat merrily even though we don't meet often. You know, some people may find it..awkward? And when Jovy &amp;amp; I meet, we'll lament about the kinda people we meet in the course of our work. Haha....the similarities are there, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmEEFuKAZgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nUVe79ok-s0/s1600-h/Sakae+%26+FO+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmEEFuKAZgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nUVe79ok-s0/s400/Sakae+%26+FO+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071339151731746306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms SQ &amp; me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmED3uKAZfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hiPhJzUOLko/s1600-h/Sakae+%26+FO+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmED3uKAZfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hiPhJzUOLko/s400/Sakae+%26+FO+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071338911213577714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I looked so bright &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seh.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my camera along &amp; was in the mood to snap pics at the back office. Liah was on night shift too AND she also brought her camera! What else....we joked around &amp;amp; start posing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr.&lt;/span&gt; Work is a bore without these people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782122770814&amp;amp;site=widget-7e.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782122770814&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/p1/216172782122770814/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=24&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782122770814&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7e.slide.com/p2/216172782122770814/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Charlene asked Nickole, Sue &amp;amp; me out for dinner at Marina Mandarin. Again, I indulged in the good buffet dinner of this restaurant called Aquamarine. I can feel the kilos of my weight increasing. Sheesh! Anyhow, Charlene is getting married next month! So I guess this will be her last bachelorette outing with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782122771311&amp;amp;site=widget-6f.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=5&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782122771311&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p1/216172782122771311/bb_t005_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=5&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782122771311&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6f.slide.com/p2/216172782122771311/bb_t005_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out with Suliana later. It's the bonding session with my best friend (I tell you, it's a friendship week for me).  And my dearest cousin,  Mamat  (his real name is Nasir) is getting married tomorrow! He's just 3 yrs older than me &amp;amp; we all were in the same "batch" of mischief acts when we were kids. So what does that mean? My relatives will ask...when's my turn to get married. Arrggh! I don't like. Hmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-2858423009205265409?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2858423009205265409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2858423009205265409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2858423009205265409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2858423009205265409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Friendship Week'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RmEEFuKAZgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nUVe79ok-s0/s72-c/Sakae+%26+FO+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7505409272688988443</id><published>2007-05-24T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:02:54.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Year Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's coming to June already &amp; before I have the time to ponder about things, half a year is gone. Gosh...&amp;amp; I bet the next half gonna be over just as fast too. I don't really know what I have been doing the past 5 months...or whether I've at least, TRY to work on my 2007 resolutions. Haha...scary to even just type that resolution word. I think I was too busy finding myself earlier this year that I didn't make any resolution at all. Hmm...if I consider saving money, getting a driving license &amp; be a better person (I'm already so nice actually!) my resolutions, then looks like I gonna flop this year too. Hahaha! But I excel at what I like most: TRAVELING. I'm planning to go off to somewhere alone. (I know some people will roll their eyes &amp;amp; exclaim..AGAIN?!)  Any ideas, my avid blog readers? Places on my list include Bali (wasn't enough the last time) , Dubai &amp; Cairns. I tell you, traveling is super addictive. The sad thing is...I save money, yes, to travel. Oh well, if I'm happy...why not, right? Better than keeping the money in the bank &amp;amp; I feel miserable still. Or, let's just wait for the very right time &amp; purpose to save. I know, I know...it sounds duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just realise that many of my colleagues are reading my blog. I dun mind, as long as the Empress Dowager don't get the wind of it. Not that I'll shut up if she knows anyway. Ahaks! Oh yah...let's put our hands together &amp; welcome Liah Kamis to Blogspot! After like soooo long, she's finally put her lil foot into blogging. I won't be surprised if I see her pics more than her entries. I'm waiting for the "ripe" time to link her blog to mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I told someone something the past 2 days. Damn....I regret my actions! So not me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;. Arrggh...so where do I put my face now? And...suddenly, EVERBODY  wants me to be attached.  My folks are encouraging  me to dress properly (as if I wear anyhow like that!) coz they said that I look intimidating! Whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. Fizah &amp; Suliana giving me tips on getting to know the opp sex better (am I that unapproachable?). Siti &amp;amp; Wayne busy speculating when I'll be attached. Justin's always asking if there's someone new. OMG...&amp; when I was with Liah the other day, our conversation goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(excitedly)&lt;/span&gt; : Liah! I have something to tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Liah: What?! You are attached?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Am I that bad, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7505409272688988443?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7505409272688988443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7505409272688988443' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7505409272688988443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7505409272688988443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/mid-year-crisis.html' title='Mid-Year Crisis'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1669585252382061650</id><published>2007-05-21T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T17:38:36.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The KL Trip</title><content type='html'>My long awaited trip with my buddies was finally accomplished last weekend! Though it's just KL, the thought of hanging out with my fav girls made me kinda excited. Our sole purpose of going to KL was actually to club, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. Fizah is a regular clubber there, but for Suliana &amp; me...it's our first time! Better ever than never. Too bad Maria couldn't come with us. Must drag her the next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFhSeKAZdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9Pl3PbRDGAM/s1600-h/KL+07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFhSeKAZdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9Pl3PbRDGAM/s400/KL+07+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066938025729091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took Aeroline ok..."The Convenient Way to Fly". Hahaha!  Very comfortable double deck coach. Oh well, for the cost of $47, it has to be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFhH-KAZcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/HBeZuNCs2W0/s1600-h/KL+07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFhH-KAZcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/HBeZuNCs2W0/s400/KL+07+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066937845340464578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suliana &amp; I went in the morning while Fizah joined us in the evening. We got 2 rooms at Hilton KL. I still love staying there though it's a bit far from the city area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFg3OKAZbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eQ4uYY7HYXQ/s1600-h/KL+07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFg3OKAZbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eQ4uYY7HYXQ/s400/KL+07+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066937557577655730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our rooms at Level 25! Going out to 1 Utama on our 2nd day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFgbuKAZaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/iIFsrpaoZ3s/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFgbuKAZaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/iIFsrpaoZ3s/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066937085131253154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't believe I didn't get anything from KL! We went back to our room after window shopping for a bit. Practiced taking pics of my own in the comfort of our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFgU-KAZZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UMshcDF3sGA/s1600-h/KL+07+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFgU-KAZZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UMshcDF3sGA/s400/KL+07+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066936969167136146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFgK-KAZYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aFMGMh7D9bo/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFgK-KAZYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aFMGMh7D9bo/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066936797368444290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a craving for desserts so I went downstairs to get 2 slices of cakes. There was a 50% discount for Conrad staff anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFkouKAZeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/QYkNR-yk_LY/s1600-h/KL+07+56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFkouKAZeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/QYkNR-yk_LY/s400/KL+07+56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066941706516063714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheesh..I forgot his name. I shall call him Mr A. Nice fella...he's Fizah's friend &amp; also our bodyguard. He took us around KL &amp;amp; watched over us in the club too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFf9-KAZXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/s0LUlmUCVnM/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFf9-KAZXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/s0LUlmUCVnM/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066936574030144882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kenny Rogers for lunch before taking our departure coach back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFfw-KAZWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_g6f-0XdiO8/s1600-h/KL+07+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFfw-KAZWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/_g6f-0XdiO8/s320/KL+07+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066936350691845474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the name on the coach? Directly translated, it means "Durian Bird". Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ac.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782121991596&amp;amp;site=widget-ac.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=13&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782121991596&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ac.slide.com/p1/216172782121991596/bb_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=13&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782121991596&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ac.slide.com/p2/216172782121991596/bb_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1669585252382061650?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1669585252382061650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1669585252382061650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1669585252382061650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1669585252382061650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/kl-trip.html' title='The KL Trip'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RlFhSeKAZdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9Pl3PbRDGAM/s72-c/KL+07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-195499199911144151</id><published>2007-05-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:57:26.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!</title><content type='html'>Looks like this year is not exactly a good one for me. Not in the health area at least. It's just May &amp; I fell sick 3 times! This hasn't include those few times where I just had a slight headache &amp;amp; popping panadols can help.  I was planning to go KL..well, tomorrow but I had to fall sick since 2 days ago. Damn! I think I haven't taken MC for 3 days straight (except the time I had chicken pox during pri. sch. days) &amp; visited the clinic for 3 times too...on every day I got the MC! My parents were wondering why I'm always sick these days....not like I want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lorr&lt;/span&gt;. I hate lying on my bed, with my body feeling soooo hot. Hate fevers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, visited Raffles Medical at Millenia Walk on Tuesday &amp; got MC for a day coz of high fever. Went home to sleep the entire day (I was awake for only..2 hrs?). When the next morning comes, my fever still haven't gone down. So..I have to make my way to Raffles Medical, this time at CCK. The doctor took my temperature &amp;amp; shook his head. (Like why he did that for, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;?)  He told me I should have gotten 2 days MC in the first place &amp; if my fever didn't go down by today, I better prepare to go A &amp;amp; E! Hmmm...sounds scary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worr&lt;/span&gt;. Went back home...ate my lunch &amp; medicine...&amp;amp; within 30 mins, I'm feeling so giddy that I vomited! Same goes when I had dinner....again I vomited. Gosh...I was traumatized to eat medicine again.  So, just now, for the 3rd time, I went to Raffles Medical at Millenia Walk (I need to take something from my locker anyway) &amp; told the doctor to look into my medication. What medicine makes an already sick person like me even...sicker???! Glad he changed my antibiotics. Sighs....I'm thinking of loading myself with more Vitamin C in future. So not me to fall sick easily, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokays&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you to my colleagues who covered my shift. I know you guys didn't have it easy...neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Suliana &amp; Fizah are getting excited to go KL tomorrow, I hope I'll be fine. If not, I'll just stay in the room with a duvet...watching cable on the plasma TV of Hilton's. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Someone said that it's good I'm getting to know him better through his friends. And he'll do likewise too. (I wonder how true is that) Hmmm~  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-195499199911144151?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/195499199911144151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=195499199911144151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/195499199911144151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/195499199911144151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/sick.html' title='Sick!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3916647207520285301</id><published>2007-05-12T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:12:21.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melting Over Dinner~</title><content type='html'>Daphne had decided to pack her stationary &amp; heels for the greener pastures. I told her I gonna dedicate this entry to her (Cheh..so feeling!). Hmm..but seriously, I didn't really feel the "impact" of her leaving till now that I get down to this entry. So Daphne...here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching me to draft proper emails, scan &amp;amp; helping with the admin stuff at Front Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Thank you for helping to buy coffee, tea &amp; Milo for the back office last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Thank you for listening to my numerous rants at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for asking my well-being &amp;amp; cheering me up when I was down, even though it's not work-related. (Very, very sweet of you &amp; I appreciate your efforts! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Thank you for being a good friend &amp;amp; a colleague!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad I didn't see Daphne on her last day. But I still mention... Daphne's desk, Daphne's report...Daphne's this &amp; Daphne's that. Sighs...But I'm happy that she found a hopefully better job! :) Anyway, the usual us went for dinner at Melt's Cafe at Oriental Hotel last Monday. Sort of Daphne's farewell dinner, larr. Nice food again. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXIplUZNbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9szXUOxv-6w/s1600-h/Melt%27s+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXIplUZNbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9szXUOxv-6w/s320/Melt%27s+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063673972765832626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Melt's Cafe entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXIVFUZNaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pYp6b2tAOUk/s1600-h/Melt%27s+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXIVFUZNaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pYp6b2tAOUk/s320/Melt%27s+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063673620578514338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          It's always nice to have good meals with colleagues...who can double up as my buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXH9FUZNZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/O2bluW5QvAk/s1600-h/Melt%27s+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXH9FUZNZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/O2bluW5QvAk/s320/Melt%27s+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063673208261653906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            I wanted to snap a pic with Daphne only, but those 2 buggers just had to squeeze in. Hmmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXHs1UZNYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tSvZo6esnto/s1600-h/Melt%27s+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXHs1UZNYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tSvZo6esnto/s400/Melt%27s+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063672929088779650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               See how crazy we can be....That's why there're lotsa "stories" about Front Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXGtlUZNWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/kRCipSMN9hU/s1600-h/Melt%27s+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXGtlUZNWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/kRCipSMN9hU/s320/Melt%27s+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063671842462053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         The portrait of the Boyanese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXFfVUZNVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BTdeXmWkRCA/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXFfVUZNVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BTdeXmWkRCA/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063670498137290066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            The close pals ...&amp; including Suelyn, of course! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXFOlUZNUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rcG038t462k/s1600-h/Melt%27s+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXFOlUZNUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rcG038t462k/s400/Melt%27s+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063670210374481218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Cindy's idea to place the camera on the floor. Kinda fun...&amp; the pic turned out well, yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXE9VUZNTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ftu4vOPkeqw/s1600-h/Melt%27s+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXE9VUZNTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ftu4vOPkeqw/s400/Melt%27s+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063669914021737778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      And we thought....why not take a candid one too? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXEclUZNSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0fL7ksBXN5s/s1600-h/Melt%27s+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXEclUZNSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0fL7ksBXN5s/s400/Melt%27s+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063669351381021986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             I shall name this shot...Graduates of Conrad University, Bachelor of Arts in Bitching Management. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3916647207520285301?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3916647207520285301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3916647207520285301' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3916647207520285301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3916647207520285301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/melting-over-dinner.html' title='Melting Over Dinner~'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RkXIplUZNbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9szXUOxv-6w/s72-c/Melt%27s+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8641670270655906362</id><published>2007-05-06T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T02:39:51.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egyptian Night!</title><content type='html'>Have you tried Egyptian cuisine before? I did for the first time just now. Well, I feel that Turkish, Lebanese &amp; Egyptian food all taste rather similiar...or it's just me who thought they do.  I haven't spend a good evening at Arab St for a long time, last year was the last one I remember. Fizah &amp;amp; Maria are regulars already...so it's just me &amp; Suliana being the "suaku" girls. They took  us to an Egyptian restaurant called Altazzag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4cElUZNII/AAAAAAAAAVY/7R_MO3aa8qc/s1600-h/Arab+St+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4cElUZNII/AAAAAAAAAVY/7R_MO3aa8qc/s400/Arab+St+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061513896273720450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Located at the junction of Haji Lane and Baghdad Street, this quaint little Egyptian restaurant is a good place to unwind &amp; ease the stress away. Tucked away in a corner along the narrow lane, it offers more privacy, even if you're sitting along the five-foot-way. Hmmm...sounds weird but I like the view from where we were seated.  Food wise... is good &amp;amp; reasonably priced too. I personally love the potato wedges! It's unique, in a sense that there's a special sauce to go with the wedges. Must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4caVUZNJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NCP3rHDNPwM/s1600-h/Arab+St+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4caVUZNJI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NCP3rHDNPwM/s400/Arab+St+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061514269935875218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was deciding whether to go for lamb shawarma or beef shish kebab. I went for the latter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4cv1UZNKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/P7tRVBQ2WT8/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4cv1UZNKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/P7tRVBQ2WT8/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061514639303062690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had fun gossiping &amp; story-telling! I just realise that each of us are of a different "marital status". Suliana is a mother, Fizah is married, Maria is attached &amp;amp; I'm a swinging singleton! The married ladies were sitting on 1 side, while the singles were sitting on the other. We had a mini debate on being single or married is better (for now, at least. Haha!). So, Fizah &amp; Suliana were giving me tips to attract men, but also telling me the perks of being single. Keke....They even asked me to start watching "Sex &amp;amp; the City".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4c9lUZNLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uD1ebZlQhW4/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4c9lUZNLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uD1ebZlQhW4/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061514875526263986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   Every meeting with these meenahs are wonderful. Great friends they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4dNlUZNMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/t5bk3ANIhw4/s1600-h/Arab+St+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4dNlUZNMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/t5bk3ANIhw4/s320/Arab+St+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061515150404170946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See?? The vainpots are busy touching up their make-up. By the way, Fizah, Suliana &amp; me use MAC cosmetics. We are really endorsing it, man. *laughs out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4ddlUZNNI/AAAAAAAAAWA/e8HBE4Bzmf8/s1600-h/Arab+St+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4ddlUZNNI/AAAAAAAAAWA/e8HBE4Bzmf8/s320/Arab+St+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061515425282077906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the meal, we head down to Kampong Glam Cafe for teh-tariks. Don't these girls look like they're doing a teh-tarik campaign? Imagine Fizah saying "Teh-tarik is nice" &amp; Suliana chirps in, "Drink it at Kampong Glam Cafe! Only cost 70 cents". Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4dq1UZNOI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tDI36U-jNx0/s1600-h/Arab+St+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4dq1UZNOI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tDI36U-jNx0/s400/Arab+St+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061515652915344610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                Shiok ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4exlUZNQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tgAvhcrDKn8/s1600-h/Arab+St+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4exlUZNQI/AAAAAAAAAWY/tgAvhcrDKn8/s320/Arab+St+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061516868391089410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Maria: When are you gonna pillion me again, ah? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4gGVUZNRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hwbnx3qMyPs/s1600-h/Arab+St+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4gGVUZNRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hwbnx3qMyPs/s320/Arab+St+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061518324385002770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Fizah is always the career-minded woman. But we have the same vision on marriage. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4bnFUZNHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wRL9OebMnbc/s1600-h/Arab+St+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4bnFUZNHI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wRL9OebMnbc/s320/Arab+St+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061513389467579506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Arab St at midnight. Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I can't wait to go on the trip with you girls! Insyallah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8641670270655906362?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8641670270655906362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8641670270655906362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8641670270655906362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8641670270655906362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/eygptian-night_06.html' title='Egyptian Night!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rj4cElUZNII/AAAAAAAAAVY/7R_MO3aa8qc/s72-c/Arab+St+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1842571862434683328</id><published>2007-05-03T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:13:16.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Bout of Taitai-ing!</title><content type='html'>I slept for about an hr when I reached home from work this morning. Suliana was meeting me at my void deck &amp; we planned to go to....Little India! Why Little India, you must be wondering. Well...I received news that Mustafa Center carries Victoria's Secrets fragrances.  I just wanna give it a try badly (Sounds duh, horr?).  Suliana suggested &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thosai&lt;/span&gt; for lunch but I was craving for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi briyani&lt;/span&gt;. EVERYBODY seems to be having it from a particular stall at Tekka Market. My bestie indulged in my craving but she had Indian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rojak&lt;/span&gt; instead. Talking about going Indian today. Hehe!  Just doesn't make sense to me if we have say,  pasta at Little India, larr.  Hmmm...&amp; we were also thinking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi padang&lt;/span&gt; at Hjh Maimunah's one of these days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn9GlUZM6I/AAAAAAAAATA/IUnIT0in06g/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn9GlUZM6I/AAAAAAAAATA/IUnIT0in06g/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060353945866154914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My chicken &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;briyani&lt;/span&gt; was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we checked out a beauty parlor called Rupini's, located opposite Tekka Market. Gonna try their threading services next time, at the recommendation of Fizah &amp; Daphne. Walked for a good 10 mins to Mustafa Center....&amp;amp; I found my Victoria's Secret.   Suliana was in her "feel-good" mood &amp; she gave me the idea to go for manicure &amp;amp; pedicure. Tsk, I just did a pedicure while she did both. We did the nail services at Charm (Far East Plaza). Great service, good nail work &amp; reasonable prices! I may drop by again before my KL trip. :)  I couldn't resist this chic dress from Toss, so I bought it. Arrgghh...it's really hard to save money, worr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed Suliana to fetch Rina from her day care center....&amp;amp; to her home to watch dvd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn89lUZM5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/GrBNMDE2Pak/s1600-h/Vic+Secret+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn89lUZM5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/GrBNMDE2Pak/s320/Vic+Secret+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060353791247332242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smiling gleefully at the camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn8iFUZM4I/AAAAAAAAASw/bupfK0TwVus/s1600-h/Vic+Secret+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn8iFUZM4I/AAAAAAAAASw/bupfK0TwVus/s320/Vic+Secret+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060353318800929666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bet Rina wants Ben &amp; Jerry's as much as me &amp;amp; Suliana want them too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn7tVUZM2I/AAAAAAAAASg/3AjNH9RtNIg/s1600-h/Vic+Secret+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn7tVUZM2I/AAAAAAAAASg/3AjNH9RtNIg/s320/Vic+Secret+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060352412562830178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But we only gave her Sweet Talk. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn7eVUZM1I/AAAAAAAAASY/xXQzE-5Ubpo/s1600-h/Vic+Secret+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn7eVUZM1I/AAAAAAAAASY/xXQzE-5Ubpo/s320/Vic+Secret+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060352154864792402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Admiring our pedicures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn7KlUZM0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/ps4cqlvW0KQ/s1600-h/Vic+Secret+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn7KlUZM0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/ps4cqlvW0KQ/s320/Vic+Secret+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060351815562376002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Suliana's first manicure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this lady doing her nails beside Suliana at the salon. The boyfriend (we assume) didn't wanna walk around Far East Plaza by himself &amp; so....he did a pedicure, while waiting for her! The lady suggested casually for him to do his nails coz he looked bored &amp;amp; the guy agreed, just like that! He didn't even grumble or tell the lady to hurry. Suliana was telling me, when the guy asked, on where to go after the nails thingy, the lady answered "Shoes! I need more shoes!" (That means shopping larr). The guy replied simply by asking the lady again if she wanna go home to change first or straight out shopping. Goodness! I wanna find such boyfriend too! Hmmph~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn66FUZMzI/AAAAAAAAASI/mGfbQgZvuBo/s1600-h/Vic+Secret+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn66FUZMzI/AAAAAAAAASI/mGfbQgZvuBo/s320/Vic+Secret+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060351532094534450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Vanilla Lace" is for Liah. "Sweet Temptation" &amp; "Romantic Wish" are for me. :)  Smells far too sweet for my liking though. I think I shall stick to Clinique's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Heart&lt;/span&gt;, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, Hamsa has edited &amp; uploaded one of my pics in Bali to his website. (Like after so long, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamat&lt;/span&gt;?!) See it for yourself : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://godpuppet.deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1842571862434683328?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1842571862434683328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1842571862434683328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1842571862434683328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1842571862434683328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/minor-bout-of-taitai-ing.html' title='Minor Bout of Taitai-ing!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rjn9GlUZM6I/AAAAAAAAATA/IUnIT0in06g/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3433608414164106592</id><published>2007-05-02T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T04:08:48.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman In Town~</title><content type='html'>Mr Weird asked if I wanna watch Spiderman 3 coz he got free tics. I'm not really into Spidey movies &amp; whatsmore, Spiderman 1 &amp;amp; 2 left me some memories of the past. But since I was free &amp; the timing was alright, I agreed to watch before my night shift just now. The movie was ok lar, though Mr Weird said it's a disappointment. We watched at Vivo City &amp;amp; gosh...that mall is always full of people from God knows where. Walking IN Vivo itself is like walking ALONG Orchard Rd, worr. Had dinner at Burger King after the movie before Mr Weird sent me to work. I wanted to take a cab but the queue was horrendously long! So, it was great that my friend could give me the ride. :) He rode till Arab St coz he thought I'm working at the Concourse. Now, there's a Malay saying that sounds like "If you're shy to ask, you'll lose your way". I told him exactly that &amp; he purposely swirled the bike to scare me off. That's evil! Anyway, I think I impress him with my superb sense of directions. Haha! (Liah will definitely agree!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suelyn has made the progression. Helmi is cross-training. I must get Nickole to "learn swimming &amp;amp; then, swim as fast as we can so that we can survive in the ocean"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3433608414164106592?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3433608414164106592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3433608414164106592' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3433608414164106592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3433608414164106592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-in-town.html' title='Spiderman In Town~'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6186250851726203252</id><published>2007-04-29T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T03:07:58.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Blogging</title><content type='html'>I spend lotsa time catching up with dear friends the past few days. Well, from the many previous posts you can tell, right? It's partly true that when you're single, suddenly you seem to have more time to devote to your friends, besides work. I felt bad that I didn't put in extra effort last time but I learnt the hard way. Indeed, I fell with a huge "thud" but I thank God, for the many "hands" that pulled me up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met Sze Luan yesterday, before the start of my night shift. I last saw her before I went to Bali &amp; she, to New Zealand. She's one of the few poly mates I'm very close to (besides Fizah &amp;amp; Maria). And when we meet up, there are soooo many things to talk about that just dinner &amp; coffee is not enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjRm-VUZMyI/AAAAAAAAASA/koEBS5vJxng/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058781502504514338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjRm-VUZMyI/AAAAAAAAASA/koEBS5vJxng/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjRmb1UZMxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ozJC844oJAk/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I came into the back office for my shift, I was surprised to see my colleague, FRANKIE starting his first blog! Haha! It's like...WHOA, I tell you. We should really start a forum online or another blog called "The Conrad Bloggers". I'm touched that some of my colleagues are religiously reading my blog everyday coz I thought, mine is too simple (with no videos &amp; chat boxes all). Anyway, Frankie already started his...so Liah: when's yours????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I watched the "Cinta" dvd already (the one I borrowed from Maria). It's about 5 different scenarios of love, set in a metropolitan city. It sends out a simple message about love &amp;amp; a great movie to watch with your dear ones. But I watched alone lorr. I like this line from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Sometimes, the person we love most, is the most difficult person to love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6186250851726203252?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6186250851726203252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6186250851726203252' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6186250851726203252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6186250851726203252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/joy-of-blogging.html' title='The Joy of Blogging'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjRm-VUZMyI/AAAAAAAAASA/koEBS5vJxng/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3681765127269450422</id><published>2007-04-28T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:50:28.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aromatherapy, Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjI0kVUZMwI/AAAAAAAAARw/DqTWAIO__4k/s1600-h/Aroma+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjI0kVUZMwI/AAAAAAAAARw/DqTWAIO__4k/s320/Aroma+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058163130293105410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I found my aroma burner! Well, not exactly the prettiest, but I'll make do with it. It looks somewhat Zen &amp; Balinese lar. I wonder myself, why didn't I think of getting the burner when I was in Bali. And there are many other things I wanna get over there, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suelyn, Nickole, Liah &amp; Sue:&lt;/span&gt; When are we going to Bali, ah? I can hear the waves calling for me again.                                                    Keke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start on the aromatherapy regime, I also bought a Lavender essential oil &amp;amp; "Tropical Forest" home fragrance at The Body Shop. And Suliana joked with the shop assistant that I'm so stressed that I need to get 2 oils at the same time. Duh! Like feeling lavender-ish in a forest that kind...Goodness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3681765127269450422?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3681765127269450422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3681765127269450422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3681765127269450422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3681765127269450422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/aromatherapy-baby.html' title='Aromatherapy, Baby!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjI0kVUZMwI/AAAAAAAAARw/DqTWAIO__4k/s72-c/Aroma+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-653738836052173642</id><published>2007-04-27T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:57:45.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Virgin Motorbike Ride</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to go to the new Ikea store at Tampines for the longest time. Met &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bedah&lt;/span&gt; at CCK, took the MRT to Woodlands &amp; then a bus down  to Tampines. The journey was about an hour only! It's better than taking the MRT all the way to Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdZlUZMvI/AAAAAAAAARo/h1EgxluT2Wg/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdZlUZMvI/AAAAAAAAARo/h1EgxluT2Wg/s320/Ikea+Day+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057785813121184498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suliana was struggling to put on make-up in the bus. She was late (as usual) &amp; STILL, didn't have the time to do it at home. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdN1UZMuI/AAAAAAAAARg/muJXDShkMNc/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdN1UZMuI/AAAAAAAAARg/muJXDShkMNc/s320/Ikea+Day+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057785611257721570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she brought along her so-thick Harry Porter book....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdClUZMtI/AAAAAAAAARY/5Ne7xgERfr0/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdClUZMtI/AAAAAAAAARY/5Ne7xgERfr0/s320/Ikea+Day+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057785417984193234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We both had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi padang&lt;/span&gt; at the Ikea Cafe. The food reminds me of those served in hospitals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDcmlUZMsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9VBcRyOTe0o/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDcmlUZMsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/9VBcRyOTe0o/s320/Ikea+Day+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057784936947856066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt; from Sydney. I wish I had shopped for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDbT1UZMrI/AAAAAAAAARI/iRPy7bmqnfc/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDbT1UZMrI/AAAAAAAAARI/iRPy7bmqnfc/s320/Ikea+Day+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057783515313681074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were envious of the stuff in Ikea. I started to dream what my own place will be like. I'm sure it'll be a nice and comfy abode. Anyway, the store is soooo huge. I'm amazed by the self-service furniture area, just before the check out (exit).  I was looking for candle holders for aromatherapy but nothing caught my eye. Then I thought of getting a bowl for putting potpourri but was too lazy to bring them back. Haha...so in the end, only Suliana got something for her home &amp; Rina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 of us walked around for a bit at Tampines Mall before taking a coffee break at Starbucks. Suliana had to go off &amp;amp; I was left alone for a good 1 1/2 hrs. Planned to meet Maria &amp; her friends at her void deck before going for dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDbJ1UZMqI/AAAAAAAAARA/ZMejU79Af34/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDbJ1UZMqI/AAAAAAAAARA/ZMejU79Af34/s320/Ikea+Day+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057783343514989218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was waiting for Maria &amp; I realise.....Her block is just opposite Faizal's! By the way, he's touring Europe now, for 18 days! Bloody hell...When's my turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDam1UZMpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5-Qltf2g7QI/s1600-h/Ikea+Day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDam1UZMpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5-Qltf2g7QI/s320/Ikea+Day+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057782742219567762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria &amp; her 3-patties burger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Maria introduced me to her biker friends, called Hairul &amp;amp; "Weird". Now, Mr Weird has a real name of course, but since she calls him by that nick name, I shall address him the same, in my blog at least.  Maria pillioned me to Jalan Kayu for Mad Jack. I'm her first pillion (besides her boyfie) &amp; it was also my first bike ride! She was nervous &amp;amp; actually, I was too, though I've full trust in her. She asked me to pillion Mr Weird...but I  don't feel right to pillion a guy I just met for 5 mins. Maria asked me hug her &amp; not to let go at all times while we were on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride was alright &amp;amp; we reached Mad Jack's safely. Had dinner &amp; chatted till about 11 pm before Mr Weird asked if I know my way home. I was like...."Of course I know! It's just TPE, SLE, BKE &amp;amp; KJE". Even though I have no bike or car license, I definitely know directions well. :)  I thought he was just asking for fun but he actually meant to send me home. Maria gave me the assurance &amp;amp; I decided..oh well, just go ahead with it. Hmmm....for a person who has never taken a ride on a bike before, I'm impressed with his riding. He has a big bike but indeed, like Maria said "You'll feel safe on his bike". That's ...kinda true. So, thanks Mr Weird, for the cool ride home. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-653738836052173642?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/653738836052173642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=653738836052173642' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/653738836052173642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/653738836052173642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-virgin-motorbike-ride.html' title='My Virgin Motorbike Ride'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RjDdZlUZMvI/AAAAAAAAARo/h1EgxluT2Wg/s72-c/Ikea+Day+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5046746381097181915</id><published>2007-04-23T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:19:34.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday DVD-ing with The Meenahs</title><content type='html'>Maria, Fizah &amp; I finally met up today after sooo long. Being a Sunday, Maria suggested to just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt; at Fizah's place &amp; watch dvds. I brought along my Australia pics (still in my digicam)  &amp;amp; a bag of nachos. Maria brought Uno cards (we don't do mahjong, larr) &amp; more dvds. In the end...we only managed to watch one. It's this malay movie called "Qabil Khushry Qabil Igam" starring Erra Fazira, Hans Issac (so handsome!), Ziana Zain &amp;amp; Rusdi Ramli. The show was very funny in the beginning, before leading to several tragedies. We 3 girls were laughing so hard &amp; then... Maria &amp;amp; I were tearing. Fizah denied crying...But I know she felt emotional too. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRuHcHxhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3QxeWthVQn0/s1600-h/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRuHcHxhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3QxeWthVQn0/s400/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056295228110521874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7 years of friendship...&amp; going strong. Especially now when one of them is "matchmaking" me with her friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRlHcHxgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lCF4Uc3Zz3s/s1600-h/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRlHcHxgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lCF4Uc3Zz3s/s400/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056295073491699202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ordered Rite Pizza...&amp; they came in Buy 1 Get 1 Free too. I told Fizah to just get a regular pizza but she insisted on medium. Alas....too much food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRaHcHxfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/u4RwrAlK92k/s1600-h/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRaHcHxfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/u4RwrAlK92k/s400/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056294884513138162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was hoping Maria could finish the food lorr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuREncHxeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/d27Q9omkNH0/s1600-h/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuREncHxeI/AAAAAAAAAQY/d27Q9omkNH0/s400/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056294515145950690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can really tell how MUCH they ate from the faces &amp; how they pose for the pic...Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuQMncHxdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2ncX7XnOCMs/s1600-h/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuQMncHxdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2ncX7XnOCMs/s320/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056293553073276370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been wanting to watch this show...Glad I could borrow the dvd from Maria. Shall watch it on my next off day. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuP9XcHxcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/yWaD1bz0c1c/s1600-h/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuP9XcHxcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/yWaD1bz0c1c/s320/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056293291080271298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Maria is so sweet to give Fizah &amp; I...a earring holder each! There's a thin material with tiny holes attached to the printed cloth. So, I just need to "hang" my earrings into the holes. Very unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gossiped &amp;amp; chatted till about 11pm. Thanks meenahs...for the wonderful evening. Definitely made my otherwise gloomy Sunday, brighter. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-5046746381097181915?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5046746381097181915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5046746381097181915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5046746381097181915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5046746381097181915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/sunday-dvd-ing-with-meenahs.html' title='Sunday DVD-ing with The Meenahs'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RiuRuHcHxhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/3QxeWthVQn0/s72-c/Girl%27s+DVD+Out+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-5502506680103587026</id><published>2007-04-22T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T02:42:38.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out</title><content type='html'>I have a colleague named Emily, who's like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakak &lt;/span&gt;to me. It's been awhile since I really got the chance to chat with her (other than work related stuff). My mom still remembers her when she visited my place for Hari Raya 2 yrs back. Both of us were on the afternoon shift just now &amp; made our way down to the locker rooms together. Emily asked if I wanna accompany her while she has a smoke, &amp;amp; I thought..why not...since I'm already a famous passive smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She enquired about my well-being &amp; how I'm coping with work etc. I told her work's fine coz I'm used to the stress, but when  I shared with her about so &amp;amp; so, I felt overwhelmed with emotions &amp; I teared. That so &amp;amp; so must have remembered....how Emily had "comforted" him too, when he lost the Ipod I gave him 2 yrs back. And he told me after that, "Emily is like a sister I never had".  I'm moving on..&amp; I prefer to be on my own for now (seeing how scary men can be). On my way to work, I saw a couple in the MRT....&amp;amp; their actions remind me of how he &amp; I used to tease each other. THAT makes me sad...coz I had my hopes high &amp;amp; deep trust for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I can give up the thoughts of asking why, what &amp; how (there're so many questions he couldn't afford to answer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he could tell me the truth (or be a better liar?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I don't have to remember ANY of our happier times together (I'd rather not have the good memories if he could disappoint me like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'm stronger (God, pls help me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can run away from here (I'm seriously planning to)....&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/17451865-5502506680103587026?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5502506680103587026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=5502506680103587026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5502506680103587026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/5502506680103587026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-colleague-named-emily-whos-like.html' title='Time Out'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3794023896313300894</id><published>2007-04-19T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T02:23:28.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrology-ing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I know I shouldn't read into it too much. But I'm loving what I find out about myself! So, I got this from a website, a lil about Aquarius: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"In spite of the often intensely magnetic, forthcoming and open personality of the more extrovert kind of Aquarian, and of their desire to help humanity, neither type makes friends easily. They sometimes appear to condescend to others and take too little trouble to cultivate the acquaintance of people who do not particularly appeal to them.They do not give themselves easily - perhaps their judgment of human nature is too good for that - and are sometimes accounted cold. But once they decide that someone is worthy of their friendship or love, they can exert an almost hypnotic and irresistible mental attraction on them and will themselves become tenacious friends or lovers, ready to sacrifice everything for their partners and be faithful to them for life. However, they are sometimes disappointed emotionally because their own high personal ideals cause them to demand more of others than is reasonable. And if they are deceived their anger is terrible. If disillusioned, they do not forgive"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Aquarius rules the Eleventh House of Friends, so it's no wonder that they appear to be friends with absolutely everyone. You'll only be deceived by this circumstantial evidence until you try to get close to the Water Bearer, however. Though they have many acquaintances, Aquarius rarely lets people get to know them on a deep level. They are somewhat aloof when it comes to their actual feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The perfect Aquarius companion is one with whom they can make an intellectual connection. If you give them their space while keeping conversation lively, they'll be your friend forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(P/s: That means don't get on my nerves or be too corny!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The key to real passion for Aquarians, however, is in connecting with that lover who can make vulnerability safe for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A lover who can help the Water Bearer get in touch with their innermost feelings and teach them to put the analyzing aside will tap into a torrent of emotion waiting to be released. The ideal Aquarius soul mate is an Einstein with lots of soul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The Aquarius lover is unconventional yet innovative, a charmer who can wow a crowd and draws great strength from the partner at their side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(P/s: I think my partner will be a lucky guy worr...&amp; I'll make him feel lucky too! Hehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Although Aquarians have the utmost respect for themselves, they lack in the self-esteem department at times. They're always worrying about not looking good enough or not feminine enough. No need to worry, Water Bearers look stunning no matter what they do. Their beauty comes from the ability to accept themselves and make the best of the gifts they've been given. Aquarians set their own beauty standards, and this independence raises their beauty to a transcendent level. Her beauty is not of this world -- it's out of it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(P/s: I certainly agree &amp; I'm feeling good about it!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If you hit the trail with an Aquarian, you'll be traveling with the trailblazer of the Zodiac. Those born under this sign are nothing if not different, willing to go anywhere, anytime, with anyone for most any reason. People lovers that they are, Aquarians also feel right at home in the most bustling of cities. Learning about the people and places they visit is probably the number one thing on the Water Bearer's agenda. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(P/s: Liah &amp; Hamsa should be glad they could travel with me. Hahaha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So...I'm proud to be an Aquarian! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3794023896313300894?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3794023896313300894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3794023896313300894' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3794023896313300894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3794023896313300894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/astrology-ing.html' title='Astrology-ing!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6617725057893677286</id><published>2007-04-13T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:47:46.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's to MOS...Again</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Nickole's superb planning, the usual us could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiong&lt;/span&gt; at MOS last night. It's been some time since I went with them. The crowd wasn't that shiok larr... Not that it meant everything but it helps, you see. I prefer to stand at 1 corner, with my drink &amp; dance around my own space.  Not many (in fact, all) our male colleagues wouldn't wanna club with we girls coz we tend to just dance with each other.  I don't really fancy grooving with people I don't know anyway... But Liah won hands down last night! 4 men (or rather boys) went up to her, ley! Must be the push up bra..... *laughs out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rh-DxshdwkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6Blm7-xJDXw/s1600-h/13042007011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rh-DxshdwkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6Blm7-xJDXw/s400/13042007011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052902196721336898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Courtesy of Nickole's new N95!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lotsa happenings the past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can choose not to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike disappointing others coz I know jolly well how it feels to be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6617725057893677286?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6617725057893677286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6617725057893677286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6617725057893677286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6617725057893677286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-to-mosagain.html' title='It&apos;s to MOS...Again'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rh-DxshdwkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6Blm7-xJDXw/s72-c/13042007011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6385895782496052726</id><published>2007-04-09T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:58:46.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From This Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rho1QFQe5qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/j0aTCcBh5Lw/s1600-h/New+Book+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rho1QFQe5qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/j0aTCcBh5Lw/s400/New+Book+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051408482454922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was working night shifts ever since I came back from my leave. Liah, Jamadi, Rynn &amp; myself was on night...Faizal &amp;amp; Helmi was on morning shift. We are the only Malays in Front Office &amp; it's not often to see all of us together, larr. So...we took a photo. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suliana was so sweet to give me a surprise visit at work yesterday. The little things that made my night... Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bedah&lt;/span&gt;! Love you loads. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rhoz3FQe5oI/AAAAAAAAAPo/A-v3agdHNq4/s1600-h/New+Book+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rhoz3FQe5oI/AAAAAAAAAPo/A-v3agdHNq4/s320/New+Book+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051406953446565506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Freedom Writers" with my bestie just now. It was a great movie...Very inspiring indeed (I'm still not keen to be a teacher though). Mdm Suliana wanted to get a book at Borders but in the end, she didn't get any &amp; I bought  one myself! I barely started the book I got from Sydney but I couldn't resist the temptation. The review is kinda interesting. :) I wanna pick up reading EARNESTLY again. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     **************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my long awaited answer yesterday. That someone replied my sms-es, finally. I expected it. I had a feeling how it'll turn out, even before I left for Australia. But being human, I had that much hope that things will go the way I wish for. I wasn't sore by the answer. Disappointment is obvious, of course. I'm upset that the someone didn't have the courage or supposedly, didn't know how to put it across to me. Truth hurts, I know. But I can "swallow" them better than disappointment. I brought it upon myself. I could have stop it but chose not to. Oh well, this is nothing compared to what I went through early this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Suliana &amp; fellow friends (you guys know) : I'll get by. I'll be fine. And I'll be stronger. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months ago, Liah told me : "Don't lead others on &amp;amp; don't get lead yourself" - I failed.&lt;br /&gt;And she told me this just 2 days ago: "When one door closes, the other door opens". I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote me a nice testimonial on Friendster. I must thanked her too, coz besides Suliana, she &amp; Helmi were my "counsellors" &amp;amp; supporters! They are fast becoming the fans of my blog! Keke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna sit myself down one of these days &amp; think about...what I could have done better &amp;amp; what I wanna do in future. Shall I just pack my stuff &amp;amp; leave?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6385895782496052726?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6385895782496052726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6385895782496052726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6385895782496052726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6385895782496052726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-this-moment.html' title='From This Moment'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Rho1QFQe5qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/j0aTCcBh5Lw/s72-c/New+Book+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-2910247535271799385</id><published>2007-04-05T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:21:21.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"This Is For My People"</title><content type='html'>Since I was off for 3 good days from work after Aussie trip, I made full use of the days to go out with Suliana, ran my errands (like unpacking my stuff) &amp; catch up with my friends.  Met Siti &amp;amp; Wayne for dinner at Giraffe yesterday. Wayne was so late...he could have just joined us for dessert! The ambience at the restaurant was nice, service was good but the food choices are very limited. It's more of a place for you to cosy up with ya pals &amp; load each other the latest gossip in town. Drinks menu are rather extensive though (for those people who DRINK, larr).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYRVQe5nI/AAAAAAAAAPg/frwiI43nlSI/s1600-h/Mr+Bean%27s+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYRVQe5nI/AAAAAAAAAPg/frwiI43nlSI/s320/Mr+Bean%27s+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049828505720645234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I asked them to pose &amp; they shook hands instead. I know why! Siti &amp;amp; Wayne made an agreement to settle down with each once they reached 30 (If they're still single AND available by then). Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti was telling me that she saw Ariff &amp; his current squeeze while I was away in Australia. She was so pissed that she called me 3 times &amp;amp; she felt like slapping him. Oh well... Siti: Remember you said I'll be much happier without a jerk like him? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt;, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To all my friends &amp; colleagues who knew Ariff (&amp;amp; understood what happened): Please, if you happen to bump into him, you can stare as long as you can, but just ignore him for me. He became someone whom I don't know anymore &amp; I don't wish to have any updates about him. You guys should get him out of your life too. What matters is that I'm glad you all stand by me &amp;amp; thank you, really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYLFQe5mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7EssAOsW1LY/s1600-h/Mr+Bean%27s+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYLFQe5mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7EssAOsW1LY/s320/Mr+Bean%27s+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049828398346462818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner at Giraffe, I went to Borders while waiting for Liah &amp; Sadiq. Liah was sooo late (coz she had something on) that Sadiq &amp;amp; I went ahead to Mr Bean's Cafe. Helmi joined us after his shift &amp; he called this meeting....A Reunion of the Boyanese Clan. Haha! Liah, Sadiq &amp;amp; I stayed out till about 3.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadiq: Be strong ok...The Boyanese never admit defeat! The"road" will be difficult to travel but we are all behind you. I hope you'll find happiness soon. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYEFQe5lI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QJ-A2xV_EGs/s1600-h/Mr+Bean%27s+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYEFQe5lI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QJ-A2xV_EGs/s320/Mr+Bean%27s+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049828278087378514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, I got a slightly new hairstyle...to match my new eye-shadow colour from MAC. Loving my up-to-date look.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSXdlQe5jI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_yQmzg1smV4/s1600-h/Me-Mr+Bean%27s+Cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSXdlQe5jI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_yQmzg1smV4/s400/Me-Mr+Bean%27s+Cafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049827616662414898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helmi took this pic of me secretly from his handphone. I thought I looked kinda distracted but Sadiq said that the shot has "attitude". Obek Mi Mi (Helmi, larr!) &amp;amp; Mat Boyan (Sadiq) are becoming professional photographers...so if they said the pic is nice, means it's super nice lorr! Hehehe....&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/17451865-2910247535271799385?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2910247535271799385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=2910247535271799385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2910247535271799385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/2910247535271799385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-for-my-people.html' title='&quot;This Is For My People&quot;'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhSYRVQe5nI/AAAAAAAAAPg/frwiI43nlSI/s72-c/Mr+Bean%27s+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7714460657600197531</id><published>2007-04-04T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T01:17:08.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday - Aussie Style (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>Finally...the last entry to my Australia saga! I just felt like sharing what I bought during my trip.  Honestly, they didn't really do much of a damage to my purse coz I love what I bought! I wish I had gotten more though..Retail therapy lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKDDrbIOqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CR_R3-uAXFw/s1600-h/My+Buys+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKDDrbIOqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CR_R3-uAXFw/s320/My+Buys+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049242231455103650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought in Melbourne: A brown short dress (A$49.95), Hard Rock Cafe T-shirt (A$38) &amp; printed top (A$29.95).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKC67bIOpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gDDp0_VuVpk/s1600-h/My+Buys+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKC67bIOpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gDDp0_VuVpk/s320/My+Buys+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049242081131248274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this dress! There's a small "cut" at the back, just below the neck line. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCv7bIOoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5WWP_2MuM0A/s1600-h/My+Buys+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCv7bIOoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/5WWP_2MuM0A/s320/My+Buys+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049241892152687234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pair of Dotti's jeans from Sydney (A$69.95) &amp; Bonds' hipsties (A$11.95 each).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCobbIOnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNiAs2-GbhI/s1600-h/My+Buys+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCobbIOnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNiAs2-GbhI/s320/My+Buys+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049241763303668338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got all these clothes for less than A$40! NOW you know why I said I should have shopped for more? Sheesh... Any ladies going to Sydney, please keep a lookout for shops called SES, Tempt, Cotton On &amp; Dotti. Great buys at very reasonable prices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCfLbIOmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/twg9wNOJt1E/s1600-h/My+Buys+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCfLbIOmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/twg9wNOJt1E/s320/My+Buys+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049241604389878370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a book by an Australian author &amp; an aboriginal cd. I'm really feeling Down Under...Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCUrbIOlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2xdzHNJ3oKc/s1600-h/My+Buys+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCUrbIOlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2xdzHNJ3oKc/s400/My+Buys+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049241424001251922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Read what's on the back cover of the book. Can anyone find their soul mate? I thought I found mine. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCEbbIOkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Z18jU-0Xlms/s1600-h/Australia+07+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKCEbbIOkI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Z18jU-0Xlms/s320/Australia+07+278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049241144828377666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instant coffee in a toothpaste-like form &amp; Hudson's french vanilla syrup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKB17bIOjI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ASskdDo2n9g/s1600-h/Australia+07+271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKB17bIOjI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ASskdDo2n9g/s320/Australia+07+271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049240895720274482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe...beef Maggie noodles! I wonder how it'll taste....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't really get much souveniers for my friends this time. Just got things for my family, Suliana, Naz &amp; Hamsa. Remember I blogged about me asking someone something before I left for Australia? Oh well, I haven't got the answer still. Liah &amp;amp; Helmi said everything should be fine. If THAT someone happens to read this or my past entries, I hope you get what I mean, ok? You still owe me sms-es anyhow... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-7714460657600197531?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7714460657600197531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7714460657600197531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7714460657600197531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7714460657600197531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/holiday-aussie-style-part-3.html' title='The Holiday - Aussie Style (Part 3)'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhKDDrbIOqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CR_R3-uAXFw/s72-c/My+Buys+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-4812836502406958916</id><published>2007-04-03T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:30:21.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday - Aussie Style (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 5: Sydney - Here We Come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIjb7bIOhI/AAAAAAAAANw/eKvGtojHH-I/s1600-h/Australia+07+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIjb7bIOhI/AAAAAAAAANw/eKvGtojHH-I/s320/Australia+07+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049137094950664722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This poster compliments me larr... Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIjMLbIOgI/AAAAAAAAANo/xx7Uh29dHsU/s1600-h/Australia+07+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIjMLbIOgI/AAAAAAAAANo/xx7Uh29dHsU/s320/Australia+07+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049136824367725058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flew a Qantas domestic flight to Sydney &amp; reached there at about 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIi_bbIOfI/AAAAAAAAANg/SMta00V1RIQ/s1600-h/Australia+07+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIi_bbIOfI/AAAAAAAAANg/SMta00V1RIQ/s320/Australia+07+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049136605324392946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we simply luuurve our room at Hilton Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIitrbIOeI/AAAAAAAAANY/ysXtXalsb1k/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIitrbIOeI/AAAAAAAAANY/ysXtXalsb1k/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049136300381714914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got a room on Level 38, mind you! Fantastic views of the city. The shopping &amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; areas are spread nicely around the hotel too. So good location!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIiirbIOdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rOewpSY-Lqg/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIiirbIOdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rOewpSY-Lqg/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049136111403153874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After cam-whoring a bit in the room, we went to check out Queen Victoria Building, which is just opposite the hotel. The stuff sold there are kinda upmarket &amp; the structure of the building reminds me of those in Melbourne. We got hungry &amp;amp; thought of an early dinner. Took a taxi (coz we were tired of figuring out the map) &amp; proceed to The Rocks! Fairoz told me to try this eatery called Pancakes on The Rocks. We ordered Chicken &amp;amp; Mushroom crepe, a bowl of nachos &amp; a side salad. Not forgetting Devil's Delight, which consist of 2 chocolate pancakes, topped with chocolate ice-cream, strawberries &amp;amp; chocolate drizzle! Yummy yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIicLbIOcI/AAAAAAAAANI/NKVbInVZWWQ/s1600-h/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIicLbIOcI/AAAAAAAAANI/NKVbInVZWWQ/s400/collage6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049135999734004162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the sumptuous dinner, we walked down to Sydney Opera House &amp; Sydney Harbour Bridge. It was a lovely sight....I wish THAT someone was around but I enjoyed Liah's company too. We talked about life, future..stuff like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIiO7bIObI/AAAAAAAAANA/gOUi-Oj6OTY/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIiO7bIObI/AAAAAAAAANA/gOUi-Oj6OTY/s400/collage7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049135772100737458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it's to Hard Rock Cafe next! My sis was bugging me to get something for her from Hard Rock's collectibles. I already bought myself a shirt from Hard Rock Melbourne so I just got her one from Sydney's. Walked back to Hilton Sydney, put our stuff in the room &amp; head downstairs to Zeta Bar for drinks.  There was  a small alfresco area at the bar where you can see the Queen Victoria Building smacked right in front. Beautiful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 6: Shopping &amp; Bondi-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIh4LbIOaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hMKlovARJ8Y/s1600-h/Australia+07+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIh4LbIOaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hMKlovARJ8Y/s320/Australia+07+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049135381258713506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After breakfast, we went to Paddy's Market, near Chinatown. Most of the shops are selling the same stuff, it's like Bugis Market actually. I got my bro a shirt &amp; 2 mats for my mom. Then to Pitt St (which is just beside Hilton Sydney) for serious shopping! Bought a few tops, a pair of jeans &amp;amp; a bangle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIvLLbIOiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_0C4gfLIwiA/s1600-h/Australia+07+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIvLLbIOiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_0C4gfLIwiA/s320/Australia+07+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049150001327389218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we had Krispy Kreme! The doughnuts are soft &amp; tasty. Best larr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIhPrbIOZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aMQIxiWqjmk/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIhPrbIOZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aMQIxiWqjmk/s400/collage8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049134685474011538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bondi Beach to look for surfer dudes! I wanna get a house there too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIhGbbIOYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CumuA-y4E4Y/s1600-h/Australia+07+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIhGbbIOYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CumuA-y4E4Y/s320/Australia+07+205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049134526560221570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the time we got back to the city, it was rather late &amp; we were so hungry! You see, we had a big breakfast at the hotel &amp;amp; doughnuts for like lunch cum tea time. After so much walking &amp; braving the cold wind throughout the day, we could eat like carnivores! Liah &amp;amp; I decided to get take-aways &amp; enjoy them in the comfort of our gorgeous room. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIg07bIOXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EZrdB12fmNM/s1600-h/Australia+07+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIg07bIOXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EZrdB12fmNM/s320/Australia+07+204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049134225912510834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahmachun&lt;/span&gt; (Turkish styled pizza), Liah bought a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kebab&lt;/span&gt; &amp; then we were craving for sushi! Buy 2 sushi &amp;amp; get 1 free. We were greedy lar....so we got 6! We were struggling to finish them! Haha... Heavy dinner but a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 7: Blue Mountains &amp; Jenolan Caves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIfarbIOWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6fYGkpboCvM/s1600-h/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIfarbIOWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6fYGkpboCvM/s400/collage9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049132675429316962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liah &amp; I would take pics EVERY morning by our room's windows. It's nice to see the bright &amp;amp; sunny view of the city. I especially like the above, first on the left pic of myself by the glass window. Even Helmi said I looked good. Now...it's not easy to get REAL compliments from Helmi, ok. :)  Anyway, we waited to be picked up for our tour to Blue Mountains &amp; Jenolan Caves after breakfast. The journey to see the mountains took about 2 hrs from Sydney. We had 2 handsome Italian men sitting behind us in the coach. They were talking so loudly that I couldn't catch a proper nap. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIfTLbIOVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JAOv12zjvkc/s1600-h/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIfTLbIOVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JAOv12zjvkc/s400/collage10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049132546580298066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue Mountains &amp; The 3 Sisters. Whoa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIfK7bIOUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XMNiACVex50/s1600-h/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIfK7bIOUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XMNiACVex50/s400/collage11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049132404846377282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took another hour to reach Jenolan Caves from Blue Mountains. The cave tour was interesting AT FIRST. Liah &amp; I got bored somehow &amp;amp; we were yawning non stop. Haha! I felt a lil claustrophobic being in the caves for too long. 2 hours, ley! We climbed up... walked down the small steps. Gosh...this holiday is really testing my stamina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIe-bbIOTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AeguaHPy7h4/s1600-h/collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIe-bbIOTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AeguaHPy7h4/s400/collage12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049132190098012466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was thinking of dinner at Hungry Jack (the logo is EXACTLY like Burger King's) on our way back to Sydney. We dropped at Darling Harbour &amp; gladly saw an Oporto outlet there. Oporto is this famous fast food chain in Australia that serves flame-grilled chicken &amp;amp; burgers larr. I had a Bondi Burger Meal (How Sydney-ish is that!) &amp; Liah had 1/4 chicken meal, dipped in Oporto's special chili sauce. Just beside Oporto, I saw Cold Rock ice cream parlour! Marc told me before how wonderful their ice-cream is. So, it's another must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIetrbIOSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PzTXCQu5U6c/s1600-h/Australia+07+267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIetrbIOSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PzTXCQu5U6c/s320/Australia+07+267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049131902335203618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I only understood the tagline AFTER I got my cuppa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIeT7bIORI/AAAAAAAAALw/OH9FzcdVW-U/s1600-h/Australia+07+262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIeT7bIORI/AAAAAAAAALw/OH9FzcdVW-U/s320/Australia+07+262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049131459953572114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I chose Double Chocolate ice-cream &amp; cookie dough as the topping. The staff then placed the ice-cream on a cold board, (Liah said it's ice. I'm not sure either) add the cookie dough on top of the ice-cream &amp;amp; started to "smash" &amp; mix it with the ice-cream! I'm impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIeCLbIOQI/AAAAAAAAALo/qffExNfxq1Q/s1600-h/Australia+07+263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIeCLbIOQI/AAAAAAAAALo/qffExNfxq1Q/s320/Australia+07+263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049131155010894082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still mixing...making sure it blended nicely for dearest me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIdjrbIOPI/AAAAAAAAALg/oZbzlLIIhl0/s1600-h/Australia+07+266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIdjrbIOPI/AAAAAAAAALg/oZbzlLIIhl0/s320/Australia+07+266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049130631024883954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's almost like Ben &amp; Jerry's! Just that I see the making of the cookie dough chocolate ice-cream live at Cold Rock! Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIdD7bIOOI/AAAAAAAAALY/c31u98Jg_5k/s1600-h/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIdD7bIOOI/AAAAAAAAALY/c31u98Jg_5k/s400/collage13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049130085564037346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our last night in Sydney. Kinda sad to leave....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 8: Home Sweet Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIc2rbIONI/AAAAAAAAALQ/X79oaAY0djk/s1600-h/collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIc2rbIONI/AAAAAAAAALQ/X79oaAY0djk/s400/collage14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049129857930770642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it's our last day in our gorgeous room! What else can we do besides making the best out of the camera, the room &amp; myself! I like my outfit AND the poses. Haha...feeling model for a while. And Hamsa said I'm not photogenic enough. Such audacity! *Laughs out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIcsbbIOMI/AAAAAAAAALI/HwaoGxRoByg/s1600-h/Australia+07+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIcsbbIOMI/AAAAAAAAALI/HwaoGxRoByg/s320/Australia+07+285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049129681837111490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank God our luggage didn't exceed the allowance of 20kg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIcebbIOLI/AAAAAAAAALA/Gb1cnwZsE5g/s1600-h/Australia+07+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIcebbIOLI/AAAAAAAAALA/Gb1cnwZsE5g/s320/Australia+07+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049129441318942898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I insisted on grabbing a bite before boarding our flight back. The food served on planes are usually sucky anyway. I was happy...that I got my favourites. I couldn't ask for more. Starbucks' Mint Latte (Starbucks in S'pore only carry mint syrup during Christmas worr), Jester's beef &amp; mushroom pie &amp;amp; Krispy Kreme's Easter bun! Who cares about calories..for now at least. :) And guess what Liah ate? Oporto's fries &amp; special chili sauce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIcNLbIOKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JKIWsoV5d-Y/s1600-h/Australia+07+288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIcNLbIOKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/JKIWsoV5d-Y/s320/Australia+07+288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049129144966199458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A trip with all the delicious food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIb_bbIOJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YAsbKLn8nJk/s1600-h/Australia+07+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIb_bbIOJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YAsbKLn8nJk/s320/Australia+07+289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049128908742998162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye Australia &amp; welcome home to us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liah: We shall make our JB outing come true, ok? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt;. And where are we going next? Though you are such a camera whore &amp;amp; couldn't get directions right for Heaven's sake, I still wanna travel with you again larr...*winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-4812836502406958916?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4812836502406958916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=4812836502406958916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4812836502406958916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/4812836502406958916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/holiday-aussie-style-part-2.html' title='The Holiday - Aussie Style (Part 2)'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhIjb7bIOhI/AAAAAAAAANw/eKvGtojHH-I/s72-c/Australia+07+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-7280852747830722124</id><published>2007-04-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T02:11:07.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday - Aussie Style (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>I am back from Australia! Touched down safely on Sunday at about 9.30pm. My dearest colleagues &amp; friends are dying to see the pics that Liah &amp;amp; I took. This gonna be a long blog &amp; I planning on 3 episodes. First will be on Melbourne, then Sydney &amp;amp; lastly, a bonus one on what I got for myself from my holiday! I know the last part seems duh but I really like all the stuff I shopped. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 1: The Major Sent Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family sent me to Changi Airport &amp; it was really sweet of Helmi, Chandran, Daniel &amp;amp; Eve to see us too, right after their busy morning shift. Suliana came as well! I got nice wishes from Daphne, Frankie &amp; Naz for me to enjoy the trip. Though I must admit I was hoping for THAT someone to appear or at least, give me a call, the hope was just in my dreams. Oh well, nothing beats my lovely friends &amp;amp; family. It's just a someone anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzvrbIOHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HtDSfsVwywA/s1600-h/Australia+07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzvrbIOHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HtDSfsVwywA/s400/Australia+07+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048873551462414450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They represented the entire Front Office lar... Helmi gave me &amp; Liah a packet of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasi sambal goreng&lt;/span&gt; each! He's an OBEK I never had! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEznbbIOGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yNRngGBd5vk/s1600-h/Australia+07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEznbbIOGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yNRngGBd5vk/s400/Australia+07+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048873409728493666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bedah&lt;/span&gt; rushed from her family outing to see me off! She almost teared when she hugged me. Aaww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzXbbIOFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F6mmAJbntv0/s1600-h/Australia+07+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzXbbIOFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/F6mmAJbntv0/s400/Australia+07+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048873134850586706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they all waved...wishing that they can fit into our luggage &amp; follow us to Australia. Helmi: I know you were making fun of me &amp;amp; Liah! That explained their glee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 2 : Welcome to Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzKLbIOEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9fp7rHWdzYU/s1600-h/Australia+07+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzKLbIOEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9fp7rHWdzYU/s400/Australia+07+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048872907217320002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrived in Melbourne at 5.30am. Stayed at this hostel called Urban Central. Didn't have much of a choice coz it seems that the entire Melbourne city hotels are full. Imagine me &amp; Liah with our trolleys in a hostel...Haha! Lotsa cute backpackers though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEy0bbIODI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-7jUYvcESgo/s1600-h/Melb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEy0bbIODI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-7jUYvcESgo/s400/Melb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048872533555165234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have to wait for check-in till about 2pm so we freshen up at the hostel, stored our luggage &amp; head out to explore the city. The weather is cool yet sunny. Shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEyp7bIOCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wf99H9tPEZ8/s1600-h/Australia+07+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEyp7bIOCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wf99H9tPEZ8/s400/Australia+07+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048872353166538786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEyH7bIOAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HdY5XrUc2BE/s1600-h/Australia+07+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEyH7bIOAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HdY5XrUc2BE/s320/Australia+07+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048871769050986498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I saw a Singapore Chomp Chomp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEx-LbIN_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/F4sYrBXg8dQ/s1600-h/Australia+07+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEx-LbIN_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/F4sYrBXg8dQ/s320/Australia+07+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048871601547261938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fairoz recommended fries at this place. It's nice but the serving is huge! I bet 4 persons can share a box of fries! Basically, it's home-styled cut potatoes, deep fried &amp; you can choose a variety of sauces to go along. Yummy but kinda overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhExjLbIN-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n9C36hjRbpk/s1600-h/Australia+07+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhExjLbIN-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n9C36hjRbpk/s320/Australia+07+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048871137690793954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;London Stores...in Melbourne. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwrbbIN8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/wsS_G9tjsMY/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwrbbIN8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/wsS_G9tjsMY/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048870179913086914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the sights of the Victorian buildings. I stood at a busy junction along Bourke St &amp; Swanson St (the main shopping belts) for awhile &amp;amp; just admire the surroundings.  I know where I wanna go for my next holiday....Spain or Italy, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwi7bIN7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dYKDYWvvkn4/s1600-h/Melb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwi7bIN7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dYKDYWvvkn4/s400/Melb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048870033884198834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After shopping, we walked back to Urban Central to check in. Took a short nap &amp; went to St. Kilda's Pier. Sighs...it's such a serene place to be at. The sky is clear, the water is blue &amp;amp; I felt so at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwd7bIN6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Z_eMhuLx744/s1600-h/Melb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwd7bIN6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Z_eMhuLx744/s400/Melb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048869947984852898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;St. Kilda's Pier before and during sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwVbbIN5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/tOseSRTsVzU/s1600-h/Melb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwVbbIN5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/tOseSRTsVzU/s400/Melb4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048869801955964818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had dinner along the pier. We were starving! We ate at a cafe called BeachCombers. The view was great larr...Food was good too. Liah &amp; I shared a plate of pasta &amp;amp; fried calamari. We then made our way back to the hostel for an early night. Tired from all the walking &amp; sleepless flight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Day 3: Great Ocean Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwI7bIN4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/me46KMPy1y8/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEwI7bIN4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/me46KMPy1y8/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048869587207600002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I went to Melbourne  7 years  ago, I remembered Great Ocean Rd. I told Liah that she had to see the 12 Apostles if she comes to Melbourne. So we bought a 1 day tour...enjoyed the road trip &amp; the company of Bernie! Bernie is the driver AND the tour guide too. He was making fun of Liah the whole time &amp;amp; even nicknamed us the Singapore girls. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEv77bIN3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SuGycF-X5DU/s1600-h/Australia+07+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEv77bIN3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SuGycF-X5DU/s320/Australia+07+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048869363869300594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The houses along Great Ocean Road. Aren't they amazing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEvjrbIN2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cElW19pRPQk/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEvjrbIN2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cElW19pRPQk/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048868947257472866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, Liah &amp; I took a helicopter ride to view the 12 Apostles! My virgin ride worr... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhE_xbbIOII/AAAAAAAAAKo/a9k91IrEqe8/s1600-h/Australia+07+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhE_xbbIOII/AAAAAAAAAKo/a9k91IrEqe8/s400/Australia+07+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048886775666718850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bernie man &amp; I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4:  Shopping..&amp; walk, walk, WALK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEvbbbIN1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IqpuqPJhdCk/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEvbbbIN1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IqpuqPJhdCk/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048868805523552082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, the plan was to go for 1 more tour on our last day in Melbourne. Unfortunately, the tour we wanted wasn't available.  Had brunch at Brunetti's, along Swanson St &amp; then to the Shrine of Remembrance. Gosh, I read the map wrongly &amp;amp; we ended up walking for a good 90 mins! It could have just took about 20 mins to reach the Shrine, ley. Then we thought of Queen Victoria Market but it's closed on Mondays &amp; Wednesdays! Geez...God didn't want me to spend I think. Went to a souvenir shop called "Something Aussie" instead &amp;amp;  had coffee at Hudson's.  Walked AGAIN &amp; realised we were back at Swanson St. Liah &amp;amp; I must have combed the entire city! Shopped for a bit, had a North Indian dinner at one of the food courts, drank Boost juice &amp;amp; back to the hostel. Couldn't wait for Sydney!&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/17451865-7280852747830722124?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7280852747830722124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=7280852747830722124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7280852747830722124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/7280852747830722124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/04/holiday-aussie-style-part-1.html' title='The Holiday - Aussie Style (Part 1)'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RhEzvrbIOHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HtDSfsVwywA/s72-c/Australia+07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1775680677991792528</id><published>2007-03-24T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:47:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Down Under</title><content type='html'>After almost a month of alternate morning &amp; night shifts, I'm finally on my way to...my 11 Days leave!! This week especially, was a gruelling one. Started work at 7am &amp;amp; only finished between 5 or 6 plus in the evening. On top of that, I had errands to run. Haha...could be avoided but I don't want to. Errands like meeting my cousin for coffee (with updates on his Australia trip!), accompanying Sue to do her brows (sounds girlish, I know), settling my so-hard-to-plan holiday...&amp; shopping for my personal groceries! At least, I ended my last morning shift &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swee-swee &lt;/span&gt;just now. I got off work before 5pm, ley! That's like once in a bright blue moon! Hamsa wasn't free to meet up so I decided to head Balik Kampung Spa for a retreat! I need a massage badly....so much that I told the therapist to give me a body scrub, foot massage AND a hot stone massage. Shiok larr... I'm letting go of my work stresses for awhile &amp; allowing the holiday mood to set in.....Hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's now talk about my upcoming holiday...which starts tomorrow! I'll be going to Australia with Liah for 8 days! The planning of this whole trip wasn't easy...but I hope everything will go smoothly over there. Initially, supposed to be on group tour but due to LOADS of unforseen circumstances, we'll be on F &amp;amp; E instead.  So...pray for my safety &amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insyallah&lt;/span&gt;, I'll be back next Sunday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I finally plucked the courage to ask someone something just now. But that someone hasn't get back to me yet. Geez....hopefully, I can have the reply before I board the flight to Australia tomorrow.  Liah warned me already...that no matter what, I have to enjoy my trip. I HAVE TO....coz the trip cost me my entire bonus! I'll be so broke when I come back. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..till then...good day, mate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-1775680677991792528?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1775680677991792528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1775680677991792528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1775680677991792528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1775680677991792528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/03/going-down-under.html' title='Going Down Under'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-3246751907153587039</id><published>2007-03-17T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:47:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Movie-Weekend</title><content type='html'>Not often I watched 2 movies in a weekend. I caught "Music &amp; Lyrics" with Fizah yesterday &amp;amp; "In Pursuit of Happyness" with Suliana today. The movies are alright...but I prefer the later one. It's based on a true story &amp; personally, I like inspiring movies. Romantic ones are fine too..provided it's not tooo cheesy until it's somewhat unrealistic. :)  Last week I watched "300" with Hamsa...&amp; it was gory (is there such a word?). The show was full of blood scenes &amp;amp; honestly, war movies make me depressed. Haha...I mean, like life isn't bad enough, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie yesterday, Fizah took me to Ice Cold Beer for drinks. My first time to that place &amp; it was packed with people of the conference industry. I must admit that I felt a bit intimidated! Then we head to MOS, which was a mistake (most boring night ever!). Not for long, Fizah suggested going to Attica. Not bad...shall get Nickole &amp;amp; Liah to party there soon. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Helmi, for the luggage! Hope everything fits. One more week... I'm excited for the trip AND for THAT as well. How do I get down to it, ah? Hhmmm~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-3246751907153587039?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3246751907153587039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=3246751907153587039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3246751907153587039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/3246751907153587039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/03/movie-weekend.html' title='A Movie-Weekend'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-6797106958316987026</id><published>2007-03-12T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:43:43.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack Of The Chocoholics!</title><content type='html'>Had another nice evening with my ex-colleague &amp; colleagues just now. Sadiq (who's at Four Seasons now), Liah, Rynn &amp;amp; myself went for dinner at Thai Express &amp; a generous round of desserts at Coffee Club. We decided to go to Holland Village (my suggestion!) since it was so crowded at town. It's been some time since we catch things up with Sadiq.... :) And for the later part of this entry...it's a tribute to Nickole actually (aka the Chocolate Queen). Haha! I'm sure she'll be hopping mad &amp;amp; drooling about her fav Movenpick ice- cream after this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREr3OPYvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hwbr4pT66r0/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREr3OPYvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hwbr4pT66r0/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040729403283170034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Picture taking before the arrival of the Thai dishes. Poor Sadiq has shed some weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREiXOPYuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7WciH8iKBr8/s1600-h/Coffee+Club+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREiXOPYuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7WciH8iKBr8/s320/Coffee+Club+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040729240074412770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Pad Thai. Yummy, juicy &amp; oily....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREanOPYtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/isKZj26d0Co/s1600-h/Coffee+Club+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREanOPYtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/isKZj26d0Co/s400/Coffee+Club+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040729106930426578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The famous Boyanese clan. We miss out Helmi &amp; Zaini larr.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRDx3OPYsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/00e1AE8RFZ4/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRDx3OPYsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/00e1AE8RFZ4/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040728406850757314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;My 3rd Coffee Club session at Holland Village in a span of 2 weeks! I told you I'm loving that place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRDa3OPYrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8A6ae6dfrK8/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRDa3OPYrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8A6ae6dfrK8/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040728011713766066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRBynOPYqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/j3FVp24KgH4/s1600-h/Coffee+Club+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRBynOPYqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/j3FVp24KgH4/s400/Coffee+Club+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040726220712403618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Each of us had an individual plate of dessert! It was a night full of sins (for all those sugar content) &amp; chocolate fetish. Nickole: DO NOT copy the above pic, ok? Oh yah...Suelyn &amp;amp; I just had Haagen Daaz yesterday. Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRBi3OPYpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8YkiNnj87Wg/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfRBi3OPYpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8YkiNnj87Wg/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040725950129463954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Boasting &amp;amp; posing with our desserts! Nickole: These pics are THEN for you! Hahaha! *evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-6797106958316987026?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6797106958316987026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=6797106958316987026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6797106958316987026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/6797106958316987026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/03/attack-of-chocoholics.html' title='Attack Of The Chocoholics!'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/RfREr3OPYvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hwbr4pT66r0/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-1160533995527398106</id><published>2007-03-07T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:08:12.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Under The Weather</title><content type='html'>I'm not feeling well....almost a week already. First, It was fever. Then I'm down with a very bad cough. Had stomach upset (Toilet sessions for 5 times....my knees going weak!) ...I don't even dare to eat anything. Someone asked me to drink carrot or orange juice for Vit C &amp; commented that I am so lazy to even see the doctor. :)  Anyway, I had no choice but to visit Raffles Medical just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Re7RBTftZnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Q0lijeH_Jxk/s1600-h/Cuba+Libre+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Re7RBTftZnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Q0lijeH_Jxk/s400/Cuba+Libre+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039194853417510514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My stomach wind medicine is called Aromatic Magnesium Carbonate. Hmmmm~&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/17451865-1160533995527398106?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1160533995527398106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=1160533995527398106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1160533995527398106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/1160533995527398106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-under-weather.html' title='Blogger Under The Weather'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wvoqXtqK3yY/Re7RBTftZnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Q0lijeH_Jxk/s72-c/Cuba+Libre+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17451865.post-8683145195347523938</id><published>2007-03-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:47:08.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day...Again~</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the great Governor, I have to be on off today. It's like...I was just off last Thursday &amp; Friday, you know. And I have to stretch till next week! Bloody hell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fizah to return her the dresses I borrowed for Conrad D &amp;amp; D last month. Stayed for awhile at her place before dropping by Holland V to have a light dinner &amp; coffee. It's the 2nd time in a week that I had Coffee Club at Holland V. And I sat at the very same seats! I tell you, I'm beginning to love the Coffee Club outlet there &amp;amp; I shall name it as THE place to go whenever I head Holland V! I like the songs they play &amp; it's just so comfy to chill with my friends. Don't worry...I'm not forsaking Starbucks as yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liah has made her move on someone but the outcome wasn't that fantastic, lar. Not fantastic in a sense that..It wasn't something she wanted but, apparently she's cool with it. Sighs...I wonder how mine will turn out. No.. I'm not gonna blog about it or divulge any info now...or maybe ever. Helmi is kind enough to give we girls tips but I guess I'm not up for it. Like so not me. :) Thanks anyway, Helmi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Fidelio Training tomorrow! Wish me luck, pray patience will be with me &amp;amp; drink lotsa water!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17451865-8683145195347523938?l=lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8683145195347523938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17451865&amp;postID=8683145195347523938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8683145195347523938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17451865/posts/default/8683145195347523938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-superhero-gal.blogspot.com/2007/03/off-dayagain.html' title='Off Day...Again~'/><author><name>Norain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18220553433335699503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nzMKJs-q6o8/TY9ImRNM0jI/AAAAAAAAA_M/FLtsi_fMaos/s220/264.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
