<?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-7374819</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:24:20.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SwitLaDy iN WoNdERLanD...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114983746521663013</id><published>2006-06-09T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:29:44.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End my day early so my riders and I have a late supper at Boon Lay, Nasi Lemak Power. Okay, everyone was so famish and queue without finding a seat. Well of course, some of my riders who are not eating reserve seats for those who are queueing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in queue and I saw my ex-colleague. So like all normal human beings, I address him and he address me too. Just engage lil conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila kao nak kahwin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo*: Next year... June...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, sama, tapi aku earlier than you... Kao kasi aku no. kao la. Boleh aku jemput nanti.&lt;/span&gt; You quarrel with your gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo: Yeah, abit miss understanding. You take my no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue: Okay. 9******4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mintue later, a girl came to me and asked "Did he gave his no. to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like huh? I was kindda blur at the moment. Okay, I knew it, they gonna fight. Same goes to my rider who was standing beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: (Walk to her BF) You gave your no to her? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, you pergi makan sorg arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the girl left my friend with two plates of Nasi Lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! Please! For goodness sake... If you couples in the mist of quarrel please don't, don't, don't, quarrel in front of food. Mom said you will not have income easily if you did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, she left him there. My friend put that two plates across our table and ran after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the F***? I feel like hitting my head on the wall... Just because of a no? And you left him? You can just come up and asked me why I need his no. for? You being childish. He's like being too kind enough to chase after you. Yet you are running and shouting to him creating a scene there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to stop them but all my rider pulling me away as they afraid I might fight with her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh, seriously, aku tak hairan dengan BF kao&lt;/span&gt; although he ride a "Hayabusa". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tunang aku pun boleh&lt;/span&gt; ride &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuma&lt;/span&gt; he's not into that bike. Most of my riders said she is just being unjustify. I'm getting marry anyway why I need another man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sue kemungkinan ada hikmah bila kao disitu minta numbor Romeo*. Kalau perangai dia macam gitu, lebih baik putus sekarang daripada beranak, bercerai-berai."&lt;/span&gt; That was my riders conculsion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies please in future do not react in this way. It's totally a shame to the women community. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak jeles pun bertempat la.&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure that lady was mature enough to think but she don't know how to control her emotional and ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Names have been change to protect his identity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114983746521663013?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114983746521663013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114983746521663013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114983746521663013' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114948277603601293</id><published>2006-06-05T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T12:46:16.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great... Just Great... World Cup is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is waiting for the moment to arrived. But not me not because of I hate soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I mean it Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza hut is opening through out the season of World Cup. My friends are having fun out there and yet I'm at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if you peeps have any enquires about how to order, call our hot line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is meant for advance order, place your order before 9pm for your meal. Limited menu listing guys... Sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114948277603601293?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114948277603601293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114948277603601293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114948277603601293' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114907523853912673</id><published>2006-05-31T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:49:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It' already been twice in a row you hit me! Yeah, thanks to you uncle. How many more summons you would like to issue to me? How much money you want me to give the government?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you living in Singapore or what? Are you married? Do you have a family? Do you pay your bills? Don't you have all these responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I think that is not the best career you can find in this country.Really you are tyranny to other people's rice bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just still don't get you. For past many months my bike parked and this is twice in a row you summon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk... Tsk... Tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me sneer at you if I got a chance to meet you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114907523853912673?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114907523853912673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114907523853912673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114907523853912673' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114900340201272252</id><published>2006-05-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:36:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Credits goes to Ruddin. He did this for me... Shall I say a gift? Haha... Nice isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really need hundreds of dollar for air brush. Just have him for service and he'll do wonders to your helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/IMG_0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/IMG_0788.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/IMG_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/IMG_0787.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only limited people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just so in love with the butterfly. Pink helmet for a SwitLady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/IMG_0784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/IMG_0784.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114900340201272252?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114900340201272252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114900340201272252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114900340201272252' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114891557494339713</id><published>2006-05-29T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:12:54.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well another new week to start of my new monday. As usual park my bike at the usual place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went on perfect until i got a call from my co-worker that my bike was summon. Bloody hell! It's been over months my bike was parked at the same location. There you come and summon my bike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? It's okay, fine with me. Rezeki itu mana-mana boleh dicari. Work as a parking attandent, yes it's a permissible job. But at times it tyranny to public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a cycle of life. You work hard for money and your money goes more to the government. The fact permissible job is a hard earn money rather than bribery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114891557494339713?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114891557494339713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114891557494339713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114891557494339713' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114891680532300534</id><published>2006-05-28T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:33:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/x-men-one-sheet-x-men-ii-4900762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/x-men-one-sheet-x-men-ii-4900762.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movie that I watch with hubby. The first ever movie hubby didn't doze off. Proud of him. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a movie to watch. Especially if you watch part1 and part2. You'll then understand the motive of the story. If not you end up understanding nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I cried when professor Xavier die. I can't believe that Phoenix killed him and scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must show to watch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114891680532300534?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114891680532300534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114891680532300534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114891680532300534' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114829273999019806</id><published>2006-05-22T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:23:23.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Dream about him. I don't know why? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Permainan mimpi? &lt;/span&gt;Exactly dawn, I woke up for 'Subuh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny. Hah! As been quite sometime he was not in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like usual routine, off to work with my helmet and happily to start my Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeng... Jeng... Jeng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was right there at his bike! Oh please! Don't give me your f****** look to me. It's over! Yeah, over! 2 and a half years gone by yet you stupid moron still holding grudges towards me. Come on, grow up sucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start my bike and off to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach to my work place, another disaster! It was totally in a mess and the restaurant stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished you people were in my shoe witness the messy store. Last night they were actually have a rolling good time 'saboing' the bday man (Duty manager) and rider for his last day before serving NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally freak out! The office chair was wet and how you expect me to sit on it? No choice but to pull my sleves up to clean up those mess which they have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean everything one by one and thank god, there's no instock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are so ignorant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up was done, I thought there were no more nonsense. Yet another problem came up and obviously it was my colleagues and I get butter and jam from our restaurant manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys... What do you expect? Of course they are mischief but did they really use the fire-hose to wash their bikes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so as they use the tap on the other end of the carpark to wash the bikes. So the building managment are pointing fingers at us? Let the matter proceed for investigation...&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/7374819-114829273999019806?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114829273999019806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114829273999019806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114829273999019806' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114776298189231354</id><published>2006-05-16T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T15:03:01.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleepless night is haunting me again. It's been two days and counting. I don't know why. Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps my working commitments are making me stress or my involvement of preparing myself for my big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel good. I'm stressing!!! And stress will lead my emotions down. Please help me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114776298189231354?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114776298189231354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114776298189231354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114776298189231354' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114692208817669772</id><published>2006-05-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:39:01.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF!!! You drop 4 bikes at one go, yet you have no balls to come up and say SORRY??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bloody stupid reason? I'm working and need to rush off. Bullshit! You can call up the duty manager and explain. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hantar pompuan, lepas itu tunggu berjam-jam boleh?&lt;/span&gt; S***!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care about the F****** fall but don't you have the couresty enough to say sorry. I guess you have no balls anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the 4 bikes with scratches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hurt me alot since that bike was my hard earn money and since the 1st day I ride that bike, there were no visible scratches. I never even fall with that bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Thanks to you! You are the first person opening the ceremony! F*** you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm ain't gonna leave you escape like that. You have to pay for my damages or else I'm gonna be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I mean it. Mean! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Motor kau sarap kau punya pasal. Motor aku, jangan nak cari pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you MIA, you'll see the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114692208817669772?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114692208817669772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114692208817669772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114692208817669772' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114692135272905972</id><published>2006-05-05T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:19:33.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/Ph%3F%3Ft%3F%3Fbucket.Co%28080%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/Ph%3F%3Ft%3F%3Fbucket.Co%28080%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending my off time with darling dear. Since progress package is out, Singaporeans spent their money like water. Hah... As for me, get a new seat cover and of course thanks to my dear darling. As for Darling dear, he bought himself a new watch. Heh. His old watch needs to be replaced anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling dear bought me this too... Thanks darling!                                                    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/dkny_be_delicious_200.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/dkny_be_delicious_200.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm so in love with this perfume. I'm going to be a perfume collection freak!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114692135272905972?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114692135272905972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114692135272905972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114692135272905972' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114672495015392217</id><published>2006-05-04T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T14:42:30.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lil arguements between me and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual arguments but everything's  fine now... Since he want to cool me off, he brought me to dinner at Fish and Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Place that we both loves to dine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward for tomorrow. Going to do my bike some make over. Heh... Lalala...&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/7374819-114672495015392217?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114672495015392217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114672495015392217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114672495015392217' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114674413241864659</id><published>2006-05-03T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T20:02:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 26th months anniversary darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Muackz...&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/7374819-114674413241864659?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114674413241864659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114674413241864659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114674413241864659' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114619137628976063</id><published>2006-04-28T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:42:41.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to talk about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck care about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114619137628976063?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114619137628976063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114619137628976063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114619137628976063' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114562154038016562</id><published>2006-04-21T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:12:20.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It ain't easy when you have the power to control people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally a nightmare if they did'nt listen. Perhaps they will even argue and protest you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are working for people, yet sometimes I notice they criticize their own people. Which I believe, they are the most important people to help you run the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can talk and advise them, not criticize them down to the drain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114562154038016562?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114562154038016562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114562154038016562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114562154038016562' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114535594311393282</id><published>2006-04-18T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:25:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to you my dear hubby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May allah bless you and may there be many more to come... Muackz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will always love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114535594311393282?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114535594311393282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114535594311393282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114535594311393282' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114524528381061626</id><published>2006-04-17T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:41:23.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since muka2 poster outing was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I went to geylang. Window shopping and doing some survey for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak andam,&lt;/span&gt; getting their quatotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it ain't easy to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau ada duit semua okay je. Boleh sewa yang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exclusive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, currently we are in a tight buget so, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ala-kada je asalkan sempurna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak andam&lt;/span&gt; we need to put a deposits as I'm using for 2 different occasion. Also to secure my booking in future. Further more, it's two celebration combined. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isk... I can't believe it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku akan digelar isteri suatu hari&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114524528381061626?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114524528381061626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114524528381061626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114524528381061626' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114508169975526717</id><published>2006-04-15T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:20:23.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so disappointing... Very10x disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people really have no time or are you the one making the excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there will be a complete of muka2 poster outing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time we are not meeting up. Well, I shall not call up for any outing anymore. Waste my time, waste my effort, even waste my off day just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Friends are a shoulder to cry on? Hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114508169975526717?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114508169975526717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114508169975526717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114508169975526717' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114490620816599839</id><published>2006-04-13T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:30:08.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeahhhyy... Dapat naik moto dgn lupz. Hehe... So enjoying. Just feel so secure when I'm travelling with him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at Chai Chee and at the same time we watch American Idol. I just loved that Lil Paris. She so good and love her outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, he had no idea to chill so we head to the Orchard Hotel to pay a visit to Nuradee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A best place to chill and enjoy their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotels drinks ain't cheap. Hah! One glass can cost you $14++. That is just for a normal drink. If a liquior can cost you $20+++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/Us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/Us2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So juices was our choice of drink since it's not alcoholic drinks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114490620816599839?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114490620816599839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114490620816599839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114490620816599839' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114490468389999154</id><published>2006-04-12T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:04:43.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was my first time seeing a guy friend cried and I cried too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray for his dad who pass away this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114490468389999154?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114490468389999154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114490468389999154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114490468389999154' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114475321155460148</id><published>2006-04-11T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:00:11.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! I'm loving it... Finally an off day on a public holiday plus  saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling naughty babey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll be your naughty girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm callin all my girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna turn this party out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114475321155460148?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114475321155460148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114475321155460148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114475321155460148' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114466688204745171</id><published>2006-04-10T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:01:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's just been a few days riding and I felt quite lonely. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been two years plus as a pillion and suddenly you became a rider. It is totally hard to adapt changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed hugging him.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! I'm whining... Geezz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next outing with him, I decided not to ride. B'cause it ain't fun riding alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling dear, please let me be your pillion on our next outing... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114466688204745171?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114466688204745171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114466688204745171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114466688204745171' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114447116935013485</id><published>2006-04-08T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T12:39:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rain, Thunder, Rain, Thunder, Rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah it's raining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, my laundry is not gonna dry. My baby boy will not be able to clock it's mileage. I'll be traveling all wet in my rain coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wish this time I got a driving licence. I think it's time to get one soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114447116935013485?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114447116935013485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114447116935013485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114447116935013485' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114438470390391260</id><published>2006-04-07T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:54:55.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why are you frowning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I don't understand you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been already 2 years plus and yet you are showing your F****** face towards rai'zan and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a moron! Idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? You are such a loser. Yeah! Playing black magic on  us to make us separate.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god that we felt something was wrong and yes. You are the true loser. Shame on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah requital on what you have did to us. I shall not take any actions against you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114438470390391260?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114438470390391260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114438470390391260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114438470390391260' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114430134606001511</id><published>2006-04-06T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:29:06.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still have to clock my baby boy's mileage abit more. After that, then I can ride smoothly on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans, what can i say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see there was a "P" plate...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!! Playing a high beam on me? Well, very well... I apply brakes on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! You knock on me, you pay the price. You damn stupid and your vanity egotistical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ain't rich with the car you are driving! So what if you are driving a BMW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only make you a lil rich but he will take it all away from you! Everything in this world does not last okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114430134606001511?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114430134606001511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114430134606001511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114430134606001511' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114420273364473030</id><published>2006-04-05T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T14:18:07.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reuse an old template... Haha... I still like this as I don't really need to click on each naviation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Lupz bady is just around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shall I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Totally in a state of broke... sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke bcoz of my baby boy... But I'm ain't complaining...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114420273364473030?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114420273364473030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114420273364473030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114420273364473030' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114378472359547169</id><published>2006-03-31T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T13:58:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally my off day and I'm sick!&lt;br /&gt;Very sick!&lt;br /&gt;God this headache is killing me and so my PMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me! I need a medication...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114378472359547169?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114378472359547169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114378472359547169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114378472359547169' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114368743980238910</id><published>2006-03-30T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T11:00:55.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April is taking over march soon and I had many Ups and Downs experience in March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2yrs anniversary. (03/03)&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother engage.(12/03)&lt;br /&gt;Mum recover from minor surgery.(16/03)&lt;br /&gt;Finally pass my motorbike licence.(20/03)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get promotion soon.(21/03)&lt;br /&gt;Got a progress package from the goverment.(26/03)&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I possess my own Bike!(29/03)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/X1-blue-grey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamaha X1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bike... I'm so in love with it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114368743980238910?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114368743980238910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114368743980238910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114368743980238910' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114268731754094598</id><published>2006-03-18T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:08:37.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vey busy lately and seems I got no time to update. Bloody starhub just suspend our internet service so it's so unlikely to update till further notice. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been so happening and of course I'll want to update more. Guess like I can't really fit everything in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, Big bro finally engage. Allhamdulilah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When? Soon. How soon? Very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date is to be revised again okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya-allah, my friends, I'll invite you when times to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114268731754094598?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114268731754094598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114268731754094598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114268731754094598' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-114007707506344565</id><published>2006-02-16T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T16:06:04.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darling dear and Big Brother just trade-in their new toy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SayangsSpec3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sayang's Spec3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SuxX1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Big Brother X1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/Phtbucket.jpg"&gt;SwitLaDySue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, just posing on his new toy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-114007707506344565?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114007707506344565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/114007707506344565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114007707506344565' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113957885807795714</id><published>2006-02-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:59:54.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new collection...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe446.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe445.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Mrs Fiorucci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New lauch of perfume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Refreshing perfume suits for ladies to the office...&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/7374819-113957885807795714?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113957885807795714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113957885807795714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113957885807795714' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113919745785218395</id><published>2006-02-06T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T11:44:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a vacation. Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick I wish  I could get away from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna pack up your bags?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113919745785218395?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113919745785218395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113919745785218395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113919745785218395' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113912318270633270</id><published>2006-02-05T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:06:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25days and still counting... I'm so excited that you finally made this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be a smooth one and get a job soon once you graduate from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya-allah your dream will come true......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113912318270633270?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113912318270633270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113912318270633270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113912318270633270' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113862234176818920</id><published>2006-01-30T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:02:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's only a few days since I met you. But why??? Why am I missing you soooo much? Is it because of that dream? That bad dream of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that you gave me an ironic remark and you ended our relationship without me answering any of your question... It was so hardly to be you in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing, I dreamt about you at dawn. When it's time for all muslim to pray for subuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah... I woke up from my bed and rush to my phone instantly to call you. But sadly, you were on duty that night and your phone's reception was very bad. I really hate it when you were on duty and I won't be able to contact you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried! Yes, okay I'm being naive but hey, it's emotion in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished I could hug him... Dearly, I missed you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113862234176818920?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113862234176818920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113862234176818920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113862234176818920' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113824984219071345</id><published>2006-01-26T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:30:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/memoirsofageisha_teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/memoirsofageisha_teaser.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna watch this movie this evening with lupz. So excited! Finally meeting lupz!&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/7374819-113824984219071345?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113824984219071345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113824984219071345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113824984219071345' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113825251654039223</id><published>2006-01-25T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:16:02.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally I back from my lazyness of posting my blog... Wait a minute! Not lazy but busy. Hah! Even I don't have time to stare at my 29 inch tv at home. Music was only my companion when lupz was'nt around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally hetic as I have to manage a store by myself and going for courses that was provided by the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand the hardship of earning money. Especially on how to spend it wisely... The most important person in my family? My mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she and I had alot of mis-communication, I still carry out my task as a daughter. Responsible to every part that she may need, listen to her problems and support her in every way. But some times I still object her if she did'nt agree to my opinion. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 48th birthday coming up next month and she wanted a cooker hood... Well, insya-allah... I'll buy for her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113825251654039223?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113825251654039223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113825251654039223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113825251654039223' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113825144000696344</id><published>2006-01-20T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:57:20.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/cheaper_by_the_dozen_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/cheaper_by_the_dozen_ver2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with my Ex-colleagues... We thought of watch Memoirs of geisha but it was totally selling fast. So we catch this movie since a number of them  in a concept of notorious like the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I'm right... They were giggling and disturbing each other. Collecting pieces of paper throwing to the public and like nobody care. Hah! Luckly for them no one confronted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More hilarious and I really enjoy this show very much... Enjoy it if you peepz gonna watch it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113825144000696344?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113825144000696344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113825144000696344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113825144000696344' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113634730870479865</id><published>2006-01-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:01:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy anniversary to you Rai'zan darling...&lt;br /&gt;muackz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113634730870479865?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113634730870479865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113634730870479865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113634730870479865' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113620552542806581</id><published>2006-01-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:40:51.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/SmiLe%28424%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/SmiLe%28424%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with these... Keep my face clean and refresh everyday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113620552542806581?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113620552542806581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113620552542806581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113620552542806581' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113620521281723092</id><published>2006-01-01T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:34:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meet fiza and katy with their other half. So the three couple lepakz at al-majlis and have our long chit-chat. Sadly DiL wasnt around as she was the only couple with no transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why do guy so easy to get the conection? Rai'zan, Khairul and Faizal met the first time yet they can share conversation so smoothly. As though they were the one who was having the gathering not the ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are looking foward on 31st March... We will be organizing a three days two night chalet at Costa sand... Weeeeeee...... Or perhaps to Genting Highlands... We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hope i'll get my confirmation soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113620521281723092?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113620521281723092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113620521281723092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113620521281723092' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113620438511842662</id><published>2006-01-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:19:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Happy New Year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113620438511842662?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113620438511842662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113620438511842662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113620438511842662' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113565913391899638</id><published>2005-12-27T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:56:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/bike.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/bike.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Big bro got a new paint work... And this is it's new skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/Image%28216%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/320/Image%28216%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it... Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113565913391899638?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113565913391899638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113565913391899638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113565913391899638' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113552885041730507</id><published>2005-12-26T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:42:05.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One minute silent to Tsunami victims'04 who have return to the mercy of Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;...............................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May Allah bless their souls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&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/7374819-113552885041730507?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113552885041730507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113552885041730507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113552885041730507' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113547933562358868</id><published>2005-12-25T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T10:55:35.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year is just around the corner. Gosh just look how fast the world is spinning. Another new revolution to achive. So looking forward for 2006...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;NEW&lt;br /&gt;YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, what's is your revolution for next year???&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/7374819-113547933562358868?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113547933562358868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113547933562358868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113547933562358868' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113548121711936918</id><published>2005-12-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T11:28:09.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Resit for my theory test and I've pass... The previous one already expired and have to wait till january for my Traffice police test... Can't wait for that... Hope and pray that I'll pass... I just don't feel good everytime he come and fetch or send me to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be proud of myself. Own myself an asset and so Lupz and brother have their own time to catch up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113548121711936918?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113548121711936918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113548121711936918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113548121711936918' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113548058145637715</id><published>2005-12-20T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T11:16:21.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally my off day... So the bitches went to Sentosa beach to get some tanning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, left with the three of us to bitch. Fad, Eli and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not our day... After for sometime, it was raining cats and dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sadly we have to pack up and head to town. What else? Shopping lor... Which women can't resist doing it... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got myself a havaianas sandals and still i buy another one... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fad bought a nike t-shirt and eli wanted to get a nike sweater but change of mind and get a roxy sweater...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were quite famished and we decided walk from orchard road to Park mall just to have our dinner at Fish and Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I know it's far but we enjoy the scenery...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113548058145637715?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113548058145637715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113548058145637715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113548058145637715' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113547989446081461</id><published>2005-12-18T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T11:06:50.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/1600/551117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8138/450/400/551117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets was selling fast and Lupz really want to watch his bestfriend acting. So, I went to purchase at AXS machine. The queue was really long and most of the cinema outlets was already full house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice show but a bit too draggy... Make no sense when there were dinosaurs in the plot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all we enjoy the show although we came in 30mins late... Hehe... Sorry dear, I'm overlook the timing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113547989446081461?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113547989446081461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113547989446081461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113547989446081461' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113474769090045105</id><published>2005-12-16T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T23:59:05.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days after days, I'm getting lazy and lazy to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when I reach home, have my shower and then immediatly I lay myself on the bed, I'll dozed off till the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;P.s: Sometimes till late afternoon, depend I'm in what shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh seems like I'm getting this routine fixed in my daily life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for leisure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my beginning part of my career path. I think I need some healthy lifestyle... Maybe after work, spend my time to the gym or swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!!! Swimming... I wonder if I could complete my 2 laps breast-stroke. I could do that even more during my school days. Wonder I could even complete my 2.4km run. Haha... I'll be walking instead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113474769090045105?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113474769090045105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113474769090045105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113474769090045105' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113401697563474871</id><published>2005-12-08T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:42:55.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things changes after I left. Aza going to serve his National Service. Rozario MIA. New crews were recruited. Ya, totally change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me? Yeh, I'm posted out to another store. Where? Hehe... You know I know la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not been spending much time with family and Lupz as my schedule was quite tight. Wonder how am I gonna cope after I get married and be a sucessful working wife with kids. Hah! Lupz too, since this year is his final module, I hope he'll do his best, to get his diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladlly I'm off today too!!! So meeting Lupz later... Yeah!!! So looking forward. Lalalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113401697563474871?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113401697563474871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113401697563474871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113401697563474871' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113401882166279838</id><published>2005-12-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:13:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lupz i cannot understand why can't you rest at home although you just met an accident few days ago. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bontot tu ada cacing eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you felt boring at home doing nothing the whole day. Perhaps. So, okay, lupz came to fetch me from work and off to town. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jalan dah tempang-tempang pun masih nak jalan-jalan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to watch movie but it's already 0730pm and I'm quite lazy to wait for 0930pm movie. So we window shopping... Saw this limited edition adidas jacket. Thought of buying it, but too bad, one size does'nt fit all. So dissapointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I bought a new watch. Cheap, Cheap. Heh. Also bought him and myself a pair of sandals at the heereen.  Ate our dinner at buger king. When was the last time I ate there? Hmmm... Been quite sometime... Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113401882166279838?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113401882166279838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113401882166279838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113401882166279838' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113401797514328396</id><published>2005-12-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:00:47.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was sleeping.(2000 hours) Ring... Ring... (Tel rumah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue: Hello???&lt;br /&gt;i'Zan: Hello, yang, I accident.&lt;br /&gt;Sue: Huh? Kat mana skg???&lt;br /&gt;i'Zan: I kat CGH. Hit by third party. Don't worry. I'm ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbantot nak sleep, so I woke up. Alahai, Lupz accident while working. At that point of time wanted to change and meet him there. But after calling his sister, they advised not to come down as it was far for me to travel to CGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I just stay at home waiting for his call. Around mid-night, he called and say that he was been admitted. Doctor afraid his knees ligament injuries might be affected. So, okay, one day stay at the hospital. Get well soon dear... Happy anniversary to you dear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113401797514328396?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113401797514328396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113401797514328396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113401797514328396' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113289894611700503</id><published>2005-11-24T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T13:15:02.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Birthday!!! Yeah, Officially 21 years old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some mini celebration with my best pals and with my darling i'Zan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a mini one. I really don't look forward for surprises but yeah, my friends actually did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at hard rock cafe and darling brought me to Fish and Co... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click at &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8CcuHLZs0bMuE&amp;notag=1"&gt;My 21st birhtday Mini Celebration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113289894611700503?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113289894611700503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113289894611700503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113289894611700503' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113289643516915018</id><published>2005-11-22T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T14:18:46.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/DD2005.jpg"&gt;Dinner and Dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where all the outlets from all over singapore came to Stamford hotel to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year nothing much. Just a simple dinner and no luck for this year... No lucky price gotten from our side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much pictures taken as I'm quite lazy to bring my camera along. Instead I use Eli's and Fad's camera. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures taken from my Hp camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/Image008.jpg"&gt;Pizza Hut Logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe376.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;Three of Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe380.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;Sue and Erni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe377.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;Eli and Sue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/Image007.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;Me and Darling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113289643516915018?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113289643516915018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113289643516915018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113289643516915018' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113229429695062885</id><published>2005-11-18T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T14:11:36.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a new family now... Heh. My latest huggies...! Doremon...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/Myhuggies.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; [ *Doremon* ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113229429695062885?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113229429695062885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113229429695062885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113229429695062885' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113203428859715418</id><published>2005-11-15T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:58:08.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope the new team will give me an off day on my birthday. I don't mind if I was asked to work during the Dinner and Dance night that falls on 22 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matter is my birthday. I just want my off day falls on my birthday day. My Birthday celebration will definitely cancel. So no chalets, no clubs and no cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so obvious that I could'nt take 2 days off unless my Restaurant Mgr wanted to give an unofficial off day. Hah! Fat hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113203428859715418?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113203428859715418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113203428859715418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113203428859715418' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113203366216000583</id><published>2005-11-14T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:50:34.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rush... So Rushing... The training department is cutting short for my training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! They gave me another 1 week to catch up with all the paper work and it's all within me to catch up. After that, I'll be posted to other outlets to peform as a trainee manager. Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I could manage that... Just pray hard... Amin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113203366216000583?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113203366216000583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113203366216000583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113203366216000583' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113185731423785143</id><published>2005-11-13T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T12:51:14.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/hearts.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;i'Zan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really miss lupz... Hope to meet him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday is around the corner, wish I could spend my day with him. Not expecting anything from him as I myself really don't know what I want. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling dear if your are reading this, I just want an average celebration together with you. That's all. Muackz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/Shreck_2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; Us, having picnic together. Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113185731423785143?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113185731423785143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113185731423785143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113185731423785143' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113159619680668848</id><published>2005-11-10T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:02:55.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari raya is the best time to see muslim and muslimah wearing their colourful outfits. Hari raya makes the children happy of the green packets... Hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, no more green packets. Giving them green packets lagi ada... Haha... Some pictures taken on the first till fourth day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/IMG_0455.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;||Family Potrait|| &lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8CcuHLZs0bMtI&amp;notag=1"&gt; Here &lt;/a&gt;for more Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/IMG_0403.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; ||Sue And i'Zan||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe357.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; ||Three Of Us||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113159619680668848?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113159619680668848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113159619680668848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113159619680668848' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113135465661595248</id><published>2005-11-07T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T17:10:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahoo... I miss my computer. Missed all the free time at home sleeping. Hah! Now, very busy so hardly got the time to update my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working hours? You will hardly see me around. I miss all the pizza hut staff. They are like part of my family. Miss lupz too... Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113135465661595248?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113135465661595248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113135465661595248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113135465661595248' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113081625752226158</id><published>2005-11-01T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T11:48:25.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eid Mubarak to all muslim and muslimah... Maaf zahir dan batin. Jemput datang ke rumah ye... Those friends nak ajak kluar tell me earlier. So I can take necessary time off. Heh... Kalau tak sempat sampai ke rumah awak-awak semua, jangan marah. Due to work commitments...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113081625752226158?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113081625752226158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113081625752226158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113081625752226158' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113073759343092744</id><published>2005-10-31T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:46:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first day converting my part-time to a full-time staff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had diarrhoea! At the same time PMS! Don't know what I ate last night but it seems like I did'nt eat much. Lupz too... But his was a day before me. Strange! But true! Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a nightmare waking up in late night and cramps due to menses. Wah... Cannot take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113073759343092744?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113073759343092744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113073759343092744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113073759343092744' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113073715821796749</id><published>2005-10-29T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:39:18.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read this article at a women's weekly magazine. This is some facts for "US" women out there. Some precaution to take to prevent BREAST CANCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat nutrient-rich foods like berries, flaxseed, dark leafy vegetables and garlic. According to researchers, drinking green tea may help as it contains an antioxidant that may slow tumor growth. Fibre helps block oestrogen's(in malay Kerongkong)ability to stimulate out-of-control cell growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those ladies drank green tea, you are in the save zone. Hey, not really sure you will be safe, but just some precaution to be taken. If your genration if safe from breast cancer, I'm sure, insya-allah you will be healthy. So ladies love your breast as they are important asset to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113073715821796749?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113073715821796749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113073715821796749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113073715821796749' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113073608778443572</id><published>2005-10-28T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:21:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Sakinah...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th birthday and hope there is many more to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113073608778443572?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113073608778443572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113073608778443572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113073608778443572' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113038777347956486</id><published>2005-10-27T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T12:36:13.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a call from Fadillah at 11.34am. Okay, maybe she wanted me to take over some shift. But no. Instead she asked to call my HR. Okay, I swallowed my saliva hard. The news is about to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;......................................................&lt;br /&gt;..............................................&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sucessful interview. Waahhhhoooo... It's like I'm dreaming! I can't believe it. I actually made it! Over coming that two interviews that made me travel all the way to Kallang. Thank you allah for giving me strength and courage. I think you make me decide to choose is either the Manager post or my Qulified riding licence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I choose the Manager post. The licence? I can practice again some time latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113038777347956486?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113038777347956486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113038777347956486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113038777347956486' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113034597758170234</id><published>2005-10-27T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T00:59:37.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got few bucks to shop and this time it's from my Big momma. She ask me to get a few more pairs of kebaya. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Actually malas nak jalan kat geylang tu&lt;/span&gt;, but since big momma request so, have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe getting myself a kebaya. Hmmm... what colour should I buy? Black or maybe Blue or  perhaps Red. I'll decide when I'm there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113034597758170234?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113034597758170234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113034597758170234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113034597758170234' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113034531808343746</id><published>2005-10-26T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T00:48:38.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So sad... Really sad. I failed my traffic police test. Haiz... Duit lagi. Don't know how much I have been spending for this. It's okay. It's my first attempt. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Takdir tidak mengizinkan untuk pass tadi.&lt;/span&gt; I'll make sure things will go right the way I wanted in the next round. But have to wait for december for another TP test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah... Time and money wasted. Hope I could end it quick and get my qualified riding licence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113034531808343746?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113034531808343746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113034531808343746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113034531808343746' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113024724732398334</id><published>2005-10-25T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T21:34:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FuuuCCkkk you! What is the FuuCCking matter with this SINGAPOREANS??? Where have all the courtesy gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading home from work and obviously rush hour,Singaporeans travel home By MRT. Yeh I got a sit which nobody wanted to sit. Station after station and someone caught my eye. A pregnant lady which any time will deliver her baby on the train. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Okay, niat aku pun baik bulan puasa ni, nak bagi dia sit&lt;/span&gt;. By the time I approach the lady to sit down and FuuuCCCkkk bitch just sit without paying heed to the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pregnant lady was so &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt; and rejected my offer. Damn! I should have tell off to that fucking bitch. Humiliate her in that train. It's okay. God will punish her for not even care about the pregnant lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113024724732398334?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113024724732398334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113024724732398334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113024724732398334' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113024638536284663</id><published>2005-10-24T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T21:39:18.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! Finally i got it! My dress for hari raya and I like it. Really reki geylang and there it is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/IMG_0375.jpg"&gt; My theme for this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly it's big and need to do some adjustment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113024638536284663?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113024638536284663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113024638536284663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113024638536284663' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-113010496918802440</id><published>2005-10-24T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T06:02:49.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lupz bought his pair of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;baju kurung&lt;/span&gt; already. Haiz. When will be my turn. I actually hate to shop at geylang with the crowds and the smell of the bbq food. yucks! Yeah! Toataly yucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are going to geylang later on to window shop again till I finally find the one. Hope we can minimise the walking by spottinh something nice... Or maybe just the colour that we choose. Or maybe it was too early to buy his pair. But I wanted green... Some colour that I never got a chance to wear with my partner. Heh. Actually pink was in the list but lupz will look too gay with that. Haha... Opppss sori sayang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-113010496918802440?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113010496918802440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/113010496918802440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113010496918802440' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112987098648758363</id><published>2005-10-21T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:03:06.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for everything. Yeah. Thanks. Thanks for humiliating me. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sesungguhnya aku berpuasa. Moga Allah mencucuri rahmat pada mu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your knife is too blunt for me. Say what you wanna say. Calling me a pig? Oh yeah, I think you don't deserve to be in Hamzah's family. Coz Hamzah's generation are all human beings. Not a pig. Hah! If you ain't changing your behaviour, you'll have a difficult time facing the society.(Said Abg I'zan) You are really mad at me just for one day not waking you up, I think something is wrong with you somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're still young and you don't know what is hardship.  The phone that I gave you. Did you really take good care of it? No? You know how heartache when I saw that phone in that condition? You know how I struggle for money just to buy that phone? No. How abg i'zan try to get money for me. How heart pain when he saw that phone too. He said you are so spoilt. Hah. Someone going to be part of our family says that, not me. So stop blaming adults don't have much time to spent with your needs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not good enough for you, I'm not close to you even we sleep in one room and prefer your friends to be your side, then where do your family stand? Think that. If you think your friends is so important in your life, then live with you friends! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angkat buah dia org sume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kao belum kene backstab&lt;/span&gt; so your friends are all diamonds. When the time come, you'll know who shall come first in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fine with me. Talk what you like, Curse what you like. In the end of the day you will regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I ain't gonna care. Ain't gonna listen to your stories. Ain't be by your side. You is you. I am what I am. I wanted to change my past attitude and I'm a lady to her words. Okay, you know what? I won't anymore. I'll make you invisible, so you'll stop bugging me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112987098648758363?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112987098648758363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112987098648758363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112987098648758363' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112976514350993257</id><published>2005-10-20T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T07:41:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You said you are all grown up. Then be like a mature young adult. Think like a young adult, be like an independent young adult. People can't cater to your needs 24/7. Saying someone selfish is so ironic. You are the one who is selfish. You are the one who don't make the effort to push yourself. So please stop blaming others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really blow me off in the dawn just now and makes me berserk which it's not practically I like. What you always need we usually make the effort to you requirements. (Okay not all) But do you feel greatful for what we had done? Think about this yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you continue doing this for the rest of your life, most probably you are not welcome to the society. Society may just treat you like an outcast. Get it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up young lady. You are not a kid any more. You are getting a year older this end of the month. I don't see the need to scream and shout at you. Just sit and think about it. Make it as a lesson to learn not a lesson on how to blame others and sorry seems to be the hardest word...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112976514350993257?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112976514350993257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112976514350993257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112976514350993257' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112952800155775854</id><published>2005-10-17T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T13:46:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, here's my new template. Wish I could do my own but don't know how. Thanks to Mamafai and Hajira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112952800155775854?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112952800155775854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112952800155775854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112952800155775854' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112952777902136892</id><published>2005-10-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T13:44:38.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So upset. Very upset. There's nothing much at geylang. We found izan's suit and just nice. So I guess he's suit is settle. Only mine,the problem is most of the designs sucks. Which I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I know, I should do the talior made way before fasting. Haiz... I'm even too busy to buy the silk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I fallen in love with this couple suit at this mak andam butik. Used to andam my mother. And okay she gave me discounts but it's even way to expensive. So I will consider to buy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baju kebaya like batik pattern suits me but, the quality not that good. Nah... Maybe going geylang again to reki more shops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112952777902136892?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112952777902136892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112952777902136892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112952777902136892' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112918911760967805</id><published>2005-10-13T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T15:38:37.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping! Yes we did some shopping yesterday. It's 50% off on selected items at Charles and Keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of getting covered shoe and yes! There it is... My hari raya shoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/shoe1.jpg"&gt; Our Shoes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/shoe2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;Left: Sue's Center: Hammie's Right: Eli's&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/shoe3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; Mis Match.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another happy day for us... Lalalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112918911760967805?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112918911760967805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112918911760967805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112918911760967805' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112895650019487697</id><published>2005-10-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:20:11.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lupz out to geylang with nuradi. It's been quite some time since he's not being going out with the duos. Okay, they went to geylang. Nuradi got some performance there. Well, lupz, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tukang sibuk kat sana&lt;/span&gt;... Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he's there, I asked him to do some window shopping for our baju kurung. And our theme this year will be green(subject to change again). But the previous Hari Raya we wanted to wore pink. But nah... Green la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lupz says that the couple pair was about $200++ and it's over our budget. Haiz... Okay, it depands if we wanted to buy that pair. It's still early we might get some discounts over the end of ramadhan... Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112895650019487697?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112895650019487697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112895650019487697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112895650019487697' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112875882763137551</id><published>2005-10-07T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:10:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today. It's my last day working at the childcare centre. I'm gonna miss those little devils. No matter how tired juggling two jobs but I still prefer working at the centre. It's fun after all. At the same time preparing how to handle kids in upcoming years. Heh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos of the &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8CcuHLZs0bMsu&amp;notag=1/"&gt; LiL devils&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112875882763137551?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112875882763137551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112875882763137551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112875882763137551' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112875615878411622</id><published>2005-10-04T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T16:14:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had fun. Really fun. It's been quite sometime we had not been going out as a family.&lt;br /&gt;Went to wild wild wet at down town east for a family held by brother's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay all of us had fun. But the fun for me was just for a few minutes as the sun was burning my skin! I had sunburn as a result of not using sun tan lotion. Thanks for my brothe for not bringing sun tan lotion. Well, lupz was also there with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my pictures &lt;a href=http://switlady.multiply.com/photos/album/15&gt;Family Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112875615878411622?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112875615878411622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112875615878411622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112875615878411622' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112875559660672527</id><published>2005-10-03T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:13:41.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy anniversary to you darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and Selamat Berpuasa di bulan yang mulia ini...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112875559660672527?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112875559660672527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112875559660672527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112875559660672527' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112825589445513396</id><published>2005-10-01T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:24:54.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happen to this world? The previous was in 2002 and now,2005 another blast in Bali. &lt;br /&gt;Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't there be peace in this world? Is judgement day drawing nearer? Oh god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are getting selfish and ignorant. Those people, what harm did they did to you? You people are so incorrigible. Look at them! So bloody innocent! You cruel heartless creature!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112825589445513396?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112825589445513396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112825589445513396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112825589445513396' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112818610270597789</id><published>2005-09-30T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:01:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busy Busy Busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Busy lately. I'm busy taking care of the naughty Lil Devils while working at my part-time job. Gosh how to discribe that word??? Hmmm... VERY TIRED! Yeah, from 8-5 taking care all the Lil Devils after that I have to rush to my part-time work,from 5-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going totally nuts!!! No time for long chats on the phone. By the time I'm home, took my shower, flat on my bed... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ni ke gaya orang nak cari duit nak kahwin? LoL&lt;/span&gt;... I think so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking forward for weekend. Spending my time with my family to wild wild wet. Big brother's company was having a family day. Cant' wait for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112818610270597789?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112818610270597789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112818610270597789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112818610270597789' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112757816402991937</id><published>2005-09-25T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T00:13:57.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! A day left counting down and you are home. Hope you'll reach Singapore safe and perfectly healthy. Really missed you. Can't wait to meet you dear darling. Can't wait for the long chat on the phone... Lalalala... Muackz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112757816402991937?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112757816402991937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112757816402991937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112757816402991937' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112750033146569220</id><published>2005-09-24T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T02:39:14.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why? Everytime you criticize and giving sarcastic remarks towards me. Well, we can sit and talk if you are not comfortable with my behaviour. I feel like crying but why should I? It's no use crying over it, although it really hurt deep inside. I'm totally helpless and clueless towards you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shall I say? I'm sorry. Yeah, sorry. But sorry seems to be the hardest way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never heard the word sorry from you. Never. Wait, let me recall again. Hmmm... yeah, not at all. Gurantee plus chop. Sometimes when I wanted to share my happy moment,you just ain't there to celebrate with. I really wanted that chemistry... But everytime I tried, it fails...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112750033146569220?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112750033146569220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112750033146569220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112750033146569220' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112749946657616620</id><published>2005-09-23T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T02:17:46.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still like this template... I don't know why. Maybe it's the butterfly. Ya, it's the butterfly that makes me really like this template.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112749946657616620?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112749946657616620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112749946657616620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112749946657616620' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112737251725423474</id><published>2005-09-22T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:01:57.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't really wait till November... Genting here I come! Well the money that we won during the competition, we get to spend for our vacation. Wooohhhoooo... It's gonna be a hella good time. All the bitches are going and yup, yup yup! Fun Fun Fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking Forward for November. Lalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112737251725423474?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112737251725423474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112737251725423474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112737251725423474' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112719633701804015</id><published>2005-09-20T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T15:35:07.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had enough. Sometimes I feel like she will never understand me. I really can't understand why must she shout and yell at me while she can talk. I'm ain't a 12 year old kid. I can understand if you talk to me nicely. What? I don't deserve to be treated nicely? Hah. Then why on earth I am living in this lovely creation of allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me you are selfish and I think that someone's prediction is true. You want everyone to listen to you. You want totally in control. You never want to listen to my point of view. You never will. In fact to you all my points are nonsense. When will you understand these? For all these years, I tried and I tried to convince you but nothing soften your heart. Nothing. I just feel like I'm completely lost. Yeah. L.O.S.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thank you god that you made someone to stand by me. Really understands me better than her. She never engage any conversation about my life. Yeah, all she care was her nagging. No doubt, I might did something wrong but please!!! I'm ain't 12 year old kid which need to be nagged 24/7. What? When I'm married then I will understand all these? Come on. It's because she have the mentally thinking that when you still living under on roof with her all rules are set by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, no doubt. But for once listen to my needs. I can't understand why some parents of my friends do sit and talk when they got the free time. While mine? They nag and nag for unreasonable things. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Telinga ni da naik pekak!&lt;/span&gt; What more can I do? Just sit in my room and watch that square box. I have to accept that you will never be someone that I wish for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112719633701804015?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112719633701804015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112719633701804015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112719633701804015' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112711086589408973</id><published>2005-09-19T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:05:10.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooowwwwuccchhh... Darn it! My whole body is aching.I did'nt expect this would to happen.  Maybe because I had stop bowling for quite some time.  Yesterday it was our first time bowling together at Marina Square. Hah. Yeah, a day spending together before lupz's out of Singapore for his touring. Shucks! I really hate that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. Now, counting down from today till he's back from Kuala Lumpur. Wah! a week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bowl quite well. Heh. And yeah, he really sucks at bowling. I won all games. Finally I made him lose. Haha. But it was a good game. Hoping to bowl again maybe with daddy. I used to bowl with daddy and we were such a great partner. But ever since we are busy, we had stop bowling. We even had our own bowling balls customize for competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll drag him to come along someday. So looking forward to bowl again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this &lt;a href=http://switlady.multiply.com/photos/album/13&gt;Our bowling time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112711086589408973?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112711086589408973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112711086589408973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112711086589408973' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112676478393057088</id><published>2005-09-15T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:08:25.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats to all the winning team. Also to those team who made the effort but did'nt manage to the final round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to my team too. Okay, although we did'nt get any individual awards, still we won third placing. We should be proud of that. Heh. It's a tough competition. Yeah. Though it's easy but no, it's not. Well, wecan try again next year. Okay, but for me, this is the first and the last. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to get a full-time job and part-time study. That is what I'm gonna do. At least to upgrade my skills. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to recall back the judging score, to my point of view, Poy's team should not be the champion. Why? There is some scandlisma in the judging point. You see, Hiezel's team (1st runner up) should get the chance to represent Singapore rather than Poy. Okay, I know maybe, the judges don't like Us(malays). But it's the fact that they are much better than poy's team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I knew that every year the coach represent Singapore are non malays. Only those who are in the team are all malays. Okay, let's not be racist here. But give us some bloody face and proof to you that we can be the best coach. Even my team,the cina's said it's not fair that every year the non-potential cina's go and represent Singapore. Hah. Even their own race said that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what is done is done. Maybe from the very beginning they already set who to send for the Regional Champs Challange. It's so obvious. Actually they wanted a female coach, but too bad the team is not as good as my team. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's okay with me. I'm done. After this,life should be more better. Lalalala... I thank you god for giving the strength and patient enduring those &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gila-gila&lt;/span&gt; people in my team. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures Of Our Day &lt;a href=http://switlady.multiply.com/photos/album/11&gt; Champs'05&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112676478393057088?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112676478393057088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112676478393057088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112676478393057088' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112650654923781825</id><published>2005-09-12T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T15:32:52.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday! Yeah... Attend wedding lunch with lupz at pasir ris community centre. Looking so pretty and handsome these couple. Heh. Congrats to you hadi and shida... May allah bless you and lead a new life ahead...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe063.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,lupz and friends played the tambourine during hadi's wedding.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe066.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You look handsome with that. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Arin congrats too.&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/SmiLe069.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Da jadi tunang orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Hehe. Happy 21st birthday too... Can't wait to see you and farhan walk down the aisle. Lalala... &lt;a href=http://switlady.multiply.com/photos/album/9&gt;~More pictures~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupz met his long time never met cousin which happens to be dana's boyfriend. Heh. Do they look alike? Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112650654923781825?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112650654923781825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112650654923781825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112650654923781825' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112632923655272165</id><published>2005-09-10T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T13:20:08.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so twenty something... Lalala&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F0FFF0" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 21 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8FFF8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I think it true...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;And that's marriage - with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;You're serious about settling down some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a romantic kisser? Hah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5B2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're a Romantic Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/romantic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance&lt;br /&gt;You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea&lt;br /&gt;The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold... Yeah...That is what I am...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&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/7374819-112632923655272165?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112632923655272165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112632923655272165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112632923655272165' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112632605636055740</id><published>2005-09-10T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T12:20:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah... My team got to the final. I'm loving it. But the team that we are competing are quite strong. No doubt. We too are strong but on the day, mistake are done there and there. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this time round we will do much better than the previous day. We'll aim for gold. Yeah... Gold... For My team... Groovylicious...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112632605636055740?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112632605636055740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112632605636055740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112632605636055740' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112609759542854370</id><published>2005-09-07T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:53:48.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the big day for my team. Oh my god... I can't believe it! Okay, I'll try my best for tomorrow. It just a game. A game. Oh god. This thing really haunt me. Argghhh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's team was really great. Not just great, they were really great. But I'll try not to make my team members down. Geezz... I think can't sleep later. Oh god, please guide me to be strong overcoming my fear. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112609759542854370?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112609759542854370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112609759542854370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112609759542854370' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112574439659883661</id><published>2005-09-03T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T18:46:36.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary to you darling Rai'zan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you... Muackz muackz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112574439659883661?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112574439659883661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112574439659883661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112574439659883661' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112574415067934433</id><published>2005-09-03T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T18:42:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One after another incident... Haha... Last night came home from work quite late due to my tight schedule. Like every normal nights whereby I have a quick shower and have my rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday, was a bit funny when I recall back the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in the toilet. Yes... What can I say is Ouch... Yeah. My big butt landed on the tile and boom! I set on its side. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say. The tile is so slippery. Almost cry but I endure the pain. My left foot can't really step fully on the ground. When I woke up in the morning, the pain was'nt recovering at all yet it got worse. So, went to the company's clinic and got myself a two days MC. The doctor pressed on my feet and what else? I screamed! Pain okay. If the pain if not recovering I have to come back for x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to recall back the incident, the fall was'nt that impact. Maybe I hit on something hard. Heh. My main concern when I fell was to save my head from hitting to the ground. So, yeah my feet and elbow hit on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'zan told me that some people died due of falling in the toilet. Yeah. I agreed on him. It happen to my late aunty. So friends, please be caution if you are entering the toilet. Especially in the late night. No one might know what happen to you while they are sound asleep. Pray for my health so I recover qucikly. My competition is drawing near...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112574415067934433?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112574415067934433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112574415067934433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112574415067934433' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112556254313205068</id><published>2005-09-01T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T18:42:20.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whose the big idiot is responsible for the cause of my big brother's bike? Curse you. May your life be a life time hell. Why I'm so mad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, where the hell could u get an acid at the first place? And how cruel of you to just splash it to my brother's bike. What have he done to you and do such an act. Its' okay. One day you will face your own music. You know, if you're a man, you are not gentleman enough to face my brother. If you're a girl,heh, your such a pain in the ass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very beginning of his new bike till now, people are still holding grudges towards my brother. I can't understand these. Why can't you leave my brother ALONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the problem my brother are facing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Insurance won't pay for the damage. (Strictly Fire &amp; theft only)&lt;br /&gt;2) Get a sum of money to repaint and repair for the damage.&lt;br /&gt;3) Just got a new job.&lt;br /&gt;4) Friends are making his life difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone if you have any &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lobang&lt;/span&gt; could you help to recommend it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/bike.jpg"&gt;Angle 1&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/bike3.jpg"&gt;Angle 2&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Engines&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/bike4.jpg"&gt;Angle1&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/bike5.jpg"&gt;Angle2&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/bike2.jpg"&gt;Angle3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a police report and it is a non-seizable offence. It's all to my brother's decision to persue to court. If we caught the culprit. It's not funny you people doing this prank. Some kind of unmatured people of Singaporean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112556254313205068?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112556254313205068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112556254313205068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112556254313205068' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112546368083335502</id><published>2005-08-31T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T12:48:00.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like I have one more week to train very hard. Yeah. Training was hard. Really hard. Coach wanted us to get goal award and I'm trying not to dissapoint them. I hope on the occasion I would'nt mess things up. Geez... Oh god, please guide me to be strong to overcome this challange. Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112546368083335502?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112546368083335502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112546368083335502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112546368083335502' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112522625282412630</id><published>2005-08-28T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T03:40:19.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Switlady/WOMAD.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Womad surpose to be fun in the first place. We had some missunderstood and we hardly talk. Maybe I'm so carried away. Or maybe I'm so temperamental or my PMS makes me so. Damn! I should have said sorry to him. But,Izan, no matter how you made me angry, you always have the effort to make me smile. Heh. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was great.  No not only great, Awsome. Heh... Btw, saw DiL's boo. He was at the backstage.  He was quite busy and far so I can't really holla at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for eli but she can't find us as the crowd was really pack. End up we did'nt get to meet. So sad. Haiz... No pictures was taken. Damn it. My mobile battery was flat. I really hate that part. I should have brought my digi camera along, if I knew my mobile would be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was really great. Can't wait for the next year's womad. Looking forward for next year. DiL, hope you get to go ya. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112522625282412630?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112522625282412630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112522625282412630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112522625282412630' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112503789992073406</id><published>2005-08-26T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:35:00.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalalala...... One more day to Womad Concert!!!  Wonder what to wear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112503789992073406?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112503789992073406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112503789992073406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112503789992073406' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112503488628208961</id><published>2005-08-25T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:30:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rai'zan darling if you are reading this, this is for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;"Brown eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when you smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;You stepped to me and then you said to me&lt;br /&gt;I was the woman you dreamed about&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when you called my house&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day when you took me out&lt;br /&gt;we had butterflies although we tried to hide&lt;br /&gt;and we both had a beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we held each others hand,&lt;br /&gt;the way we talked, the way we laughed&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good to find true love&lt;br /&gt;I knew right then and there you were the one&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause told me so&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;When he stares at me you see he cares for me&lt;br /&gt;You see how he is so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause its obvious&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause its me he trust&lt;br /&gt;and he's missing me if he's not kissing me&lt;br /&gt;and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day, the first day we kissed&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day we had an argument&lt;br /&gt;we apologized and then we compromised&lt;br /&gt;and we've haven't argued since&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day we stopped playing games&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first day you fell in love with me&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good for you to say those words&lt;br /&gt;cause I felt the same way too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we held each other's hands,&lt;br /&gt;the way we talked, the way we laughed&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;and I knew right there and then that you were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves cause he told me so&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;When he stares at me you see he cares for me&lt;br /&gt;You see how he is so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's obvious&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's me he trust&lt;br /&gt;and he's missing me if he's not kissing me&lt;br /&gt;and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy, so happy that your in my my life&lt;br /&gt;and baby now that your apart of me&lt;br /&gt;you've showed me&lt;br /&gt;showed me the true meaning of love(the true meaning of love)&lt;br /&gt;and I know he loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause he told me so&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause his feelings show&lt;br /&gt;When he stares at me you see he cares for me&lt;br /&gt;You see how he is so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's obvious&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me cause it's me he trust&lt;br /&gt;and he's missing me if he's not kissing me&lt;br /&gt;and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at me and his brown eyes tell it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112503488628208961?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112503488628208961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112503488628208961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112503488628208961' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112498440382564299</id><published>2005-08-24T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:05:04.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We planned to shopped as we reached town. But the first thing in our mind was FOOD! Yeah. So we made our way to Far East. Got a missed call from DiL. Gosh, my mind was thinking she might saw me. Maybe. Replied the call but no answer. She might be busy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we are craving for food. Settle down and ordered. But as soon the food arrives, none of us finished our food. Hamzy was PMS, Eli have'nt got the mood in eating and she's losing 2kg. Damn! You're getting even skinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli got a msg from Dillah. Okay, she've reached bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made our way to bugis and everyone seems quite. So quite. Dillah was shopping at Fox going all items at 50%. Damn it. I should have buy. But, nevertheless I got some t-shirts the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now seems like everyone are bitching around excited to al-majlis. What else? Smoke shesha. All of us are actually quited smoking but just to chill and a social smoker. We chat but not has chatty like we used to. Looked at my wrist watch and it's 10.30pm. Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msged Sis Dila, and they are going to china black. Asked me along and well, well. It's the best time to go. Heh. My feets got the urge to dance. Asked the girls to come along and they loved to. But wait a mintue! Just look at this bitches! They are wearing slippers. And hell no with slippers in the club. It's the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like Eli got the urge to and change her slippers with hamzy. So, okay, she's ready to rock on the dance floor. We are so excited. Waited for Dila and Haz. Wow! Look at their outfits tonight! Hot, hot babes! Unlike me just a plain t-shirt and a mango pants. Oaky, so we queue at the door bitch. Apprently, this Lil eli did'nt brought her Identity card along and the door bitch would'nt let her in! Okay, you expect her to wait till we are done?! Hell no I'm leaving her alone. But she did bring some cards with her birthday on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some wonder of dila and haz, luckly eli she's been invited in. Heh. Yeah,we dance, drink. Wait a mintue, coke and sprite was in my list. We was given a pitcher of beer but Haz drake it.  There quite a few people I knew was clubbing that night.  Mention not.  But who cares, I'm having fun with my girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112498440382564299?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112498440382564299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112498440382564299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112498440382564299' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112496069402357620</id><published>2005-08-23T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T17:09:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Eli, hope after the incident, it made you stronger and lead a new life. Don't bother if he don't want to hear your explaination. He's just an unreasonable guy whom think highly of himself. Don't call him. He's been giving you ironic reason which hurts you even more. What matter most now you are free, free as a bird. I understand how you are going through as I went through the same senario and it really hurts. Really deep down, like my vains was rip off. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith to god and may god bless you for your patience. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you Eli...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112496069402357620?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112496069402357620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112496069402357620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112496069402357620' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374819.post-112370182032030147</id><published>2005-08-10T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T03:26:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay... Really enjoy with lupz yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Watch the fireworks and we love it...&lt;br /&gt;Although the crowd was really a disaster for us we still make it to squeeze out from the crowd and leave home safe and sound...&lt;br /&gt;Proud of my LiL sis as she make it through the NDP marching contigent.&lt;br /&gt;LoL...&lt;br /&gt;Have some pics taken by ME... But pardon me if the pictures are not clear... I was using my camera phone...&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8CcuHLZs0bMiW&amp;notag=1"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; to view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374819-112370182032030147?l=switladysue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112370182032030147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374819/posts/default/112370182032030147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://switladysue.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112370182032030147' title=''/><author><name>SwitLaDy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14232802570558562166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
