<?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-24706368</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:00:54.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Is My Oyster</title><subtitle type='html'>“I am just a normal, simple and extremely ordinary blade of green grass, growing at the side of the road where the cows shit”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-7099720390470385765</id><published>2008-03-05T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:09:02.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicle Of Events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Live neither in the past nor in the future, but let each day's work absorb your entire energies, and satisfy your widest ambition.” - Sir William Osler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for not updating my blog. I am so immersed in doing my stuff until I totally ignored my blog. I always said I will update it soon but I was procrastinating. I thought I would be free after the wedding but… I guess not! So here they are… chronicle of events that happened to me from January onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My wedding&lt;br /&gt;19 January 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of you know, Ant and I got married on 19 January 2008. It was a very happy event. Pam, Vadai, Kris and many others attended my wedding and I truly appreciated your attendance. It made my day to see you guys there for me. That day was the greatest day in my life. I couldn’t sleep the night before. Ant couldn’t sleep as well and we were both sms-sing each other saying how much we missed one another (after not seeing each other for like 2 days) and how much we love one another. My relatives complained the next morning that I disturbed them with all my lovey-dovey stuff. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting anxiously for Ant in the bridal room. Waiting for him to come upstairs and picked me up. I heard him singing our favourite song, I’ve Been Waiting For You by Guys Next Door. Lovely. I almost cried. I didn’t know why but my tears always threatened to just flow out that day. Memories… I can never forget my feelings and emotion when I looked at Ant face to face. This is the man that I love and want to spend the rest of my life with… The love of my life… I felt like I am the happiest woman alive at the moment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly and we truly enjoyed ourselves… The photographs taken by my photographers, Jim and Ning Liaw are not ready yet, so please be patient ya… When they are ready, we will show it to you guys… At the moment, enjoy the montage done by my photographers…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/multv.swf" width="480" height="420" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="first_video_id=babysiew:video:8&amp;amp;base_uri=multiply.com&amp;amp;is_owned=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;21 January 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for our mini honeymoon a day after the wedding. It was a great trip! Thanks to my parents in law who sponsored this trip. We enjoyed ourselves to the fullest at Bali, Indonesia. We stayed at Ubud for 5 days and 4 nights which is like 45 minutes away from Kuta. We preferred a quiet, secluded place for our honeymoon rather than the hustle bustle of a city. Our room faced rice paddy field and we can even see sunset from our room. It was beautiful. So beautiful that we were reluctant to come back but yet our hearts yearned for family members that we missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to share with you guys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="100_2501 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311186989/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2501" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2355/2311186989_7d46e0905b_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="DSC00125 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311981784/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="DSC00125" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2311981784_599a6e6407_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC00136 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311981788/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="DSC00136" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2252/2311981788_d447340511_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2106 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311981792/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2106" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2355/2311981792_a0e4251fc3_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="100_2134 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311981794/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2134" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2378/2311981794_0832f7f7bb_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2150 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311981798/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2150" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2039/2311981798_7895f8eaf4_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC00092 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311981804/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="DSC00092" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3117/2311981804_7c537952bc_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="DSC00100 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178903/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="DSC00100" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2311178903_480d2fb1f9_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC00100 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178903/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="DSC00100" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2311178903_480d2fb1f9_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2244 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178915/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="100_2244" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2099/2311178915_78c93d0712_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="100_2250 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178917/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="100_2250" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2070/2311178917_2e20f03181_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2259 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178921/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="100_2259" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/2311178921_3355b49002_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="100_2285 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178925/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2285" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2135/2311178925_0287fb859c_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2325 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311178927/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2325" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2210/2311178927_1df094f13e_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="100_2339 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311186971/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2339" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2311186971_509d25493b_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2372 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311186975/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2372" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2011/2311186975_fa36ef1347_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="100_2520 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311186977/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="100_2520" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2065/2311186977_9e5d9f3bee_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="100_2431 by babysiew, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2311186983/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="100_2431" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/2311186983_60988ebf02_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My temporary home&lt;br /&gt;26 January 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into the house that Ant is currently staying with my dad in law. Only 3 of us in the house. Dad in law sleeps in the master bedroom while Ant and I sleep in the second room. The room was dirty and was not cleaned for like 10 years! Full of cobwebs and dirt! So we hired an Indonesian worker to clean the place for house. We paid her RM70 for 4 hours. She did a very good job. Then we bought an air-cond for the room as it does not have a ceiling fan. I moved in my queen size mattress to the new room and voila! Our temporary place is ready. I have been staying there for almost 2 months now. Right now, we are just waiting for our new home at Setia Alam to be ready for vacant possession. No photograph as the room is just a simple place for Ant and I to ‘sleep’. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;February 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;7 February 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went back to Ipoh on 5 February 2008. It was a very different experience for me. Usually during Chinese New Year, all I did was GAMBLE! This year it was different. We spent our Chinese New Year eve with close relatives, i.e. my father in law’s brothers and their families. It was fun seeing Ant having fun with his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night of the eve, I helped my mother in law to prepare vegetarian dish for the next day. I never helped my mum to do anything during Chinese New Year as mum doesn’t need people to help her and she felt that we are disturbing her more than helping her. *laugh out loud* This year, I have taken a new role as a daughter in law so I have to behave properly like how a daughter in law should behave. *giggles* The vegetarian dish was really nice! I like it a lot! Didn’t have enough of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of Chinese New Year, we went to the temple to pray. Subsequently, we went around to relatives’ houses, visited them, gave our first angpows to everyone! It was fun giving angpow and I think it is a blessing to give and also privilege to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of Chinese New Year, we went back to my hometown! I gambled with my cousins and also my uncles and aunties. Wow… had fun! *rubs my hands gleefully* The third day we went back to Ipoh and then the fourth day, we were back in Selangor because we didn’t take too many leaves. We went back to work on the fifth day of Chinese New Year itself. *blerk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Valentine’s Day&lt;br /&gt;14 February 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine’s Day! This is our 1st Valentine as husband and wife. *giggles* Very happy day for both of us. Ant and I went to Jack’s Place at Sunway Pyramid to have our dinner. This place held a lot of great memories for both of us. We love to go to Jack’s Place. Ant and I ate oysters! I just love oysters. The oysters at Jack’s Place were big and fresh! Yummy yummy! I wanted to go to Renaissance Hotel because their oysters are superb but it is too far away. We thought we will not make it for dinner as we have to travel quite a distance. We called up Jack’s Place and I was happy that they have oysters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to share with you guys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312031124/" title="DSC00007 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2369/2312031124_0352267589_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="DSC00007" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312031128/" title="DSC00010 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2312031128_f69e66de5f_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="DSC00010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312031132/" title="DSC00022 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/2312031132_a6bce9193f_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00022" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312031134/" title="DSC00024 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2086/2312031134_48d13b7efc_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Month Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;19 February 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our 1 month anniversary! I am married for 1 month already. Time flies isn’t it? Ant brought me out for dinner. I didn’t know where he is bringing me. He just said it is Waterlily Café. I never heard of Waterlily Café before and to my amazement, the food there is good! Superb! We felt like we were back to Bali… The environment is exactly like Bali! Our celebration of one month anniversary didn’t end with just eating… :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to share with you guys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312038104/" title="DSC00008 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2177/2312038104_f8c07e493c_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="DSC00008" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312038094/" title="DSC00003 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3191/2312038094_0afb3b9260_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="DSC00003" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312038102/" title="DSC00006 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2189/2312038102_3a1188a78e_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="DSC00006" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312038084/" title="DSC00001 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2312038084_05688ca6f7_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00001" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;March 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;2 March 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waited for nearly 2 years, we finally got the keys to our home sweet home! *smiles happily* Ant and I went to the Customer Care Department. They gave us the keys and then we received a gift from the developer. We got Claytan’s Couple Set Dinnerware. Cool isn’t it? Then Ant and I went to our home sweet home to inspect on the defects. There were a few minor defects and rectifiable by the developer. We have to wait for 30 days for them to complete the rectification work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the CFO is not out yet, so we cannot move in yet and also cannot start renovating the house. The CFO will be out this month itself. Hopefully we can move in before Hungry Ghost Festival. If not, we will just move in after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess our house warming party will be maybe around 3rd quarter or 4th quarter of the year. Stay tune for our invitation card ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our home sweet home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312047280/" title="DSC00001 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2170/2312047280_c7d6c71891_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00001" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312047284/" title="DSC00005 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2312047284_10a5c6275d_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="DSC00005" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312047286/" title="DSC00008 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2312047286_a896debdf5_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00008" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312047298/" title="DSC00018 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2046/2312047298_f75199635d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312047292/" title="DSC00010 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2312047292_87d4f2070d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24400482@N04/2312047294/" title="DSC00014 by babysiew, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2100/2312047294_8defb6028e_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="DSC00014" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all the update from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-7099720390470385765?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/7099720390470385765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=7099720390470385765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/7099720390470385765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/7099720390470385765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2008/03/chronicle-of-events.html' title='Chronicle Of Events...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2355/2311186989_7d46e0905b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-894459416547809284</id><published>2008-01-12T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T11:51:11.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Oh! Do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch.” - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One more week to my wedding and I am super nervous. I am having bride jittery and my legs are very much jelly like. I don't know how to describe my feeling and I have many butterflies in my tummy. I don't know how to take them out and fry them instead I let them flit inside me! I am sorry I didn't update my blog. I just do not have time. I will update as soon as I come back from my honeymoon ya. I am so so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wish me all the best for my wedding! I just hope everything goes smoothly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-894459416547809284?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/894459416547809284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=894459416547809284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/894459416547809284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/894459416547809284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-more-week.html' title='One More Week...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6310260139234868102</id><published>2007-11-19T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:55:14.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Year Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.” - Jean Anouilh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 18 November 2007 was our 1st year anniversary. Ant and I are married for 1 year already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Leong!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies isn’t it? Another 2 more months, it will be our actual wedding day. I am like a balloon which very much in danger of exploding due to unable to contain too much excitement and anxiety. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started celebrating at 12am but subsequently in the morning at around 9am, Ant was not feeling well. He vomited. I thought he is pregnant and having my baby. I was very worried for him. Luckily he went to bed, took some medicine and woke up like a newborn baby. I was very happy to see him up and so energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jack’s Place at Sunway Pyramid for our late lunch. Ant was hungry like a wolf. We were hoping Jack’s Place at Sunway is comparable to Jack’s Place at One Utama and truly, they didn’t disappoint us. The food was fabulous. Added with Ant’s company, I was really, really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant ordered Lamb and Crayfish combo with mango juice as his drink. Subsequently, he has coffee. I ordered Steak and Chicken combo with ice lemon tea as my drink and subsequently I have strawberry ice cream as my dessert. Of course I shared my dessert with Ant. Sweet things must share together gather… *blerk* Besides that we had Lobster bisque (some kinda soup they cooked with lobster meat) and Jack’s Seafood Salad (a variety of seafood such as tuna, crabstick, calamari, prawns and lobster meat in it). *yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went shopping. We went home around 5.30pm and slept like babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, Ant brought me to Pizza Uno at USJ Taipan. He pampered me too much, I tell you. I am going to be a fatter hippo soon and I will not be able to fit in my wedding gowns anymore! But I am happy being pampered by Ant. *grins evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had cream of mushroom soup (shared) and Ant ordered baked pasta while I ordered Alla Vongole (I think that’s how it is spelled). My spaghetti comes with lotsa clams and it is cooked with white wine sauce. *yummy* I had ice lemon tea again and Ant had his iced chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good day ended with a very good night sleep in Ant’s arm. I am very blissfully happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Darling Ant for making my day. I love you so much. Happy Anniversary to you and me. May our love will stay as passionate, as loving, as beautiful, as wonderful, as perfect, as you are. I love youuuuuu!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures… Sorry we dug into the food before we managed to take any pictures! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00133.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00132.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00134.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00137.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00135.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-6310260139234868102?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6310260139234868102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6310260139234868102' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6310260139234868102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6310260139234868102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/11/our-first-year-anniversary.html' title='Our First Year Anniversary...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-5514987539787727336</id><published>2007-11-05T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:08:08.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad, Sad World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The greatness comes not when things go always good for you. But the greatness comes when you're really tested, when you take some knocks, some disappointments, when sadness comes. Because only if you've been in the deepest valley can you ever know how magnificent it is to be on the highest mountain.” - Richard M. Nixon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, my wedding preparation has been smooth sailing. I never feel stress at all as Ant and I prepared so early that we just sit back and relax for a little while before real actions. This month is our confirmation month. We started to ask friends whether they can make it to our wedding as we need to send out the invitation early December 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so down and hurt. This is my worst nightmare. This is the toughest stage of wedding preparation. It is just surprising when people that you expect to attend, do not attend and people that you don’t expect to attend, actually confirmed to attend your wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I shouldn’t have expect so much but I just can’t help expecting more from people whom I put a lot of effort to attend their weddings. Ant and I have been to various places all over Malaysia to attend weddings in the name of friendship! We have been to Melaka, Johor, Muar, Seremban, Penang, Kuala Krai (Kedah), Kota Bahru (Kelantan) and etc. You name it and we most probably been there expect for East Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people just responded that they can’t make it with no whatsoever reason. I am just trying to understand here. Yes, I know my wedding is not the most important event in Year 2008 but at least have the courtesy to tell me the reason! Argh anyway its better not to know the reasons… funny reasons, unreasonable reasons! I better don’t hear them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I have put in so much effort. We booked 4 double storey houses for guests to stay. Why we do all these? We just want their journey and experience a comfortable one. We do not want to make them feel so uncomfortable, make them find a place to stay on their own, pay their own accommodation… we provide everything! We done everything we could! What else that we have missed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to understand human nature. *which I couldn’t right now* I know I shouldn’t have let these people to control my emotion. I just can’t help being sad and hurt. Can you imagine a childhood friend, just sent an sms telling me she can’t make it without any reason and then have the gut to tell me when is her wedding and location of her wedding next year! What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, this experience will not stop us from attending weddings in the future but we are just gonna be very selective on which wedding we are going. If people do not appreciate friendship, then let us appreciate and embrace the word friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on for a bride to be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: To ‘friends’ who can’t make it, it is very fine with me. When it comes to your turn (if it ever comes), you will understand how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I am very mean right now but heck, screw me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-5514987539787727336?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/5514987539787727336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=5514987539787727336' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5514987539787727336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5514987539787727336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/11/sad-sad-world.html' title='Sad, Sad World...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6947601916870504373</id><published>2007-09-14T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:06:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Darling's Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“It is a mistake to regard age as a downhill grade toward dissolution. The reverse is true. As one grows older, one climbs with surprising strides.” - George Sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before Ant’s birthday, I went to Secret Recipe and requested for a 12 different types of cakes to make into a big cake. I have selected:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blueberry Cheese&lt;br /&gt;2. Baked Cheese&lt;br /&gt;3. Cheese Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;4. Chocolate Cheese&lt;br /&gt;5. Cappuccino Cheese&lt;br /&gt;6. New York Cheese&lt;br /&gt;7. Raspberry Cheese&lt;br /&gt;8. Apple Rumble Cheese&lt;br /&gt;9. Chocolate Banana&lt;br /&gt;10. Chocolate Fudge&lt;br /&gt;11. Chocolate Mocha&lt;br /&gt;12. Moist Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salesperson at Secret Recipe was very sweet and carefully arranged the 12 slices of cake into a round big cake. I carried the ‘cake’ home and kept it in the fridge. When the clock struck 12am on 13 September 2007, I carried the cake into my room and sang birthday song. The birthday boy was sleeping. He went wide awake and grinned. It was a beautiful sight to see the light in his eyes. His excitement is my pleasure. He made a wish and blew the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tasted 2 types of cake and then the rest of the cake; he wanted to try them later on for breakfast, lunch and supper. He took a day off on his birthday. This lazy Darling of mine thinks that he should not work during his birthday. He should just relax and have fun. I took half day off as well to accompany him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed lunch for Ant when I came back home and he enjoyed a few slices of his cake. It is actually good to have cakes this way. You can actually try many, many type of flavours in a cake. Good idea, huh? *grins* Here are a few pictures of his cakes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 4.30pm, we made our way to Jogoya Restaurant at Starhill Gallery, Kuala Lumpur for his birthday dinner celebration. My diet went down the drain. Oh well, once in a year, I guess I can afford that. *grinning* An excuse to eat my brain out! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant enjoyed his dinner so much and the price that I paid for the birthday dinner was worth it. The buffet was sumptuous and delightful. We tried almost everything. We took things in a small portion so that we can try different varieties there. The environment was good, the service was good… I guess I have selected a good place to celebrate his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant’s tummy swelled like a big pumpkin at the end of the dinner. He looked so cute with his big round tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day. Ant was happy during his birthday. I wish my Darling Ant, many, many happiness and many, many happy returns. I wish him every year has this special day. I wish him joy, laughter and peace in his life. I wish him ‘long life’, wish him a very healthy life and always in the pinkest of health. I wish him a lifetime of success and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this man so much. Happy Birthday, Ant. I hope you are a very happy man on 13 September 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More surprises next year, huh… *grins* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/AntsCake.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-6947601916870504373?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6947601916870504373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6947601916870504373' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6947601916870504373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6947601916870504373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-darlings-birthday.html' title='My Darling&apos;s Birthday...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-4901641245128621126</id><published>2007-09-09T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:01:08.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Realize that true happiness lies within you. Waste no time and effort searching for peace and contentment and joy in the world outside. Remember that there is no happiness in having or in getting, but only in giving. Reach out. Share. Smile. Hug. Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself.” - Og Mandino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to visit our new home sweet home on 8 September 2007. We were quite excited over it. In fact, we should be able to get our home by end of August 2007. There was some unexpected delay. Anyway the Sales and Purchase Agreement stated February 2008, so we are glad that we can get it anytime before January 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest information that we obtained from the Project Engineer is that we will be able to get the key for our new home by end of October 2007 or early of November 2007. *yippee yaya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have already received the latest progress claim from the developer. They are charging us for the drainage serving the said house. The Project Engineer said that the road is in progress and will be charging us soon! Wow… Ant and I were really excited to hear that. I mean we shouldn’t be so excited when people wanna charge us money but heck… don’t care! As long as we get our home…!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to visit our home to make sure that everything is done accordingly. It is really exciting to envision how your living room is gonna be, how your master bedroom is gonna be and how your kitchen it gonna be. It is just too exciting to describe! Everything is almost completed. They have not installed the switches yet. The gates have been installed, tiles completed, painting completed… road is going to be completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross our fingers and hope they will be able to delivery our home sweet home to us as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our new home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Serangoon1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-4901641245128621126?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/4901641245128621126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=4901641245128621126' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/4901641245128621126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/4901641245128621126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-new-home.html' title='Our New Home...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6940825906105464445</id><published>2007-09-05T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:58:22.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Nephew Is Getting Better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Let's not kid ourselves. Whatever we diagnose, most patients, if they don't die, get well by themselves. Our job is mainly to try to make them feel better; do no harm.” - Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry, guys for the late update. I have been neglecting my blog due to some various reasons. Thank you, Nat and everyone! Thanks for the concern about little Jeremy. I really appreciate all the help and advice that you guys have given me especially dear Nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was discharged from SJMC end of August 2007. He had no fever for 3 days and the doctor allowed him to return home. We were very excited for a few reasons that Jeremy and my mum are coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason no. 1&lt;/strong&gt; – Jeremy has no more fever! He is getting better!!! He can now come home and rest! Home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason no. 2&lt;/strong&gt; – The house has been very empty since Jeremy was hospitalized. Whenever we came back home, it’s like a empty, quiet house and I really dislike this kinda environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason no. 3&lt;/strong&gt; – My mum can also rest at home and doesn’t need to stay at the hospital for such a long time. It’s very tiring for her. She doesn’t complain but we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason no. 4&lt;/strong&gt; – We do not need to rush back home from office and then rush again to the hospital. It is also a very tiring experience for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason no. 5&lt;/strong&gt; – This is one selfish reason. My mum can now cook for us, clean for us and the house is never in a mess again! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Jeremy is seeing a doctor from Gleneagles who visits SJMC every Friday afternoon. He is a very famous cardiology doctor for little ones. We went and visited him on 7 September 2007 for the first time. He checked Jeremy and he told us a very good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy’s heart is getting better. His arteries’ dilation is reducing. The doctor said that Jeremy can be normal again in 1 year time. It takes around 1 year for his arteries to come back to their normal size. We were so happy!!! At least Jeremy can lead a healthy and active lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next visit to this doctor will be early next month, October 2007. Hopefully the doctor will tell us good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip hip hooray to Jeremy!!! To the road of recovery!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some recent pictures of this cute little one… Thinner than before but happy as before… Isn’t he cute???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Jeremy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-6940825906105464445?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6940825906105464445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6940825906105464445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6940825906105464445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6940825906105464445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-little-nephew-is-getting-better.html' title='My Little Nephew Is Getting Better...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6897687108277247488</id><published>2007-08-21T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T13:24:38.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawasaki - The Disease That My Nephew Has...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“EVERY path may lead you to God, even the weird ones. Most of us are on a journey. We’re looking for something, though we’re not always sure what that is. The way is foggy much of the time. I suggest you slow down and follow some of the side roads that appear suddenly in the mist.” - Real Live Preacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is confirmed that my nephew has Kawasaki Disease. The doctor was unable to detect it earlier this month because the symptoms were not apparent yet. He has fever for the 28th day today and his white blood cells are more than his red blood cells. Though his red blood cells have increased compared to the last blood test conducted, nevertheless his white blood cells still higher than the red ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh… He is only 14 months. I really don’t know what to do. It is not at a very critical stage but doctor is checking his heart and kidney to eliminate any risk of complication. His medicine is very expensive and has to wait in order to get the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he went through blood test, urine test, ultra sound and x-ray. Gosh for a 14 months kid… he has to go through so many things… Anyway we are glad that it is Kawasaki instead of leukemia or anemia or something like that… at least this Kawasaki is still under control…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray that my little nephew will be alright soon ya… He is now admitted to the SJMC Hospital... Just pray the fever will subside soon and he can come back home... Its painful to see his hand with so many needles and there were even blood clots on his hand... Gosh... just can't bear to look at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki Disease At A Glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki disease is a syndrome of unknown cause that mainly strikes young children. Signs of the disease include fever and red eyes, hands, feet, mouth, and tongue. The disease can be treated with high doses of aspirin (salicylic acid) and gamma globulin. Kawasaki disease usually resolves on its own within a month or two. Some children with Kawasaki disease suffer damage to the coronary arteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="1whatis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki disease is an uncommon illness in children that is characterized by fever of at least five days duration together with four of the following five findings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Inflammation with reddening of the whites of the eyes (conjunctivitis).&lt;br /&gt;- Redness or swelling of the hands or feet; or generalized skin peeling.&lt;br /&gt;- Rash.&lt;br /&gt;- Lymph gland swelling in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;- Cracking inflamed lips or throat; or red "strawberry" tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="2whatare"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the usual symptoms of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual symptoms of Kawasaki disease include fever, reddening of the eyes (conjunctivitis), cracked and inflamed lips and mucous membranes of the mouth, ulcerative gum disease (gingivitis), swollen glands in the neck (cervical lymphadenopathy) and a rash that is raised and bright red. The rash appears in a glove-and-sock fashion over the skin of the hands and feet which becomes hard, swollen (edematous), and then peels off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="3whatare"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the less common findings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Most of the common symptoms described above will resolve without complications, even if untreated. Less common findings include inflammation of the lining of the heart (pericarditis), joints (arthritis), or covering of the brain and spinal cord (meningitis), and other heart complications listed below under serious complications. The outlook for an individual affected is primarily determined by the seriousness of any heart complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="4whatis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the difference between &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease and Kawasaki syndrome?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None. Kawasaki disease is also referred to Kawasaki syndrome. It was first described in the late 1960's in Japan by the pediatrician Tomisaku Kawasaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="5whatis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is mucocutaneous lymph node syndrome?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Kawasaki disease or syndrome is also called the mucocutaneous lymph node syndrome, a name that is quite descriptive because the disease is characterized by the typical changes in the mucous membranes that line the lips and mouth and by the enlarged and tender lymph glands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="6whatcauses"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What causes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause is not known. Microorganisms and toxins have been suspected, but none has been identified to date. Genetic factors and the immune system may play a role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="7whodevelops"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who develops &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki disease typically affects children under 4 years of age. Only rarely does it affect children over 8 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="8howcan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease cause serious complications?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children with Kawasaki disease can develop inflammation of the arteries of various parts of the body. This inflammation of the arteries is called vasculitis. Arteries that can be affected include the arteries that supply blood to the heart muscle (the coronary arteries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vasculitis can cause weakening of the blood vessels and lead to areas of vessel widening (aneurysms). Coronary aneurysms are reported in up to 25 percent of those with Kawasaki disease. Because of the potential for heart injury and coronary aneurysms, special tests are performed to examine the heart. Children are typically evaluated with an electrocardiogram (EKG) and sound wave test of the heart (echocardiogram).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other arteries that can become inflamed include the arteries of the lungs, neck, and abdomen. These effects can lead to breathing problems, headaches, and pain in the belly, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="9howis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease treated?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki disease is treated with high doses of aspirin (salicylic acid). Also used in treatment is gamma globulin administered through the vein (intravenous immunoglobulin or IVIG), together with fluids. Sometimes cortisone medications are given. Persisting joint pains are treated with antiinflammatory drugs, such as ibuprofen or naproxen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plasma Exchange (Plasmapheresis) has been reported as effective in patients who were not responding to aspirin and gamma globulin. Plasmapheresis is a procedure whereby the patient's plasma is removed from the blood and replaced with protein-containing fluids. By taking out portions of the patient's plasma, the procedure also removes antibodies and proteins that are felt to be part of the immune reaction that is causing the inflammation of the disease. Kawasaki's disease that is not responding to the traditional aspirin and gamma globulin treatments can be deadly. This research offers hope to those who are failing treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="whatis"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the outlook (prognosis) for children with &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kawasaki disease?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawasaki disease generally resolves on its own after four to eight weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the outcome is not so favorable in every case. Rarely, Kawasaki disease can cause death from blood clots forming in abnormal areas of widening (aneurysms) of the heart arteries (coronary arteries). Those children with larger aneurysms have a worse prognosis because of this risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers are searching for methods of detecting which children are at risk for the development of aneurysms of the coronary arteries.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-6897687108277247488?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6897687108277247488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6897687108277247488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6897687108277247488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6897687108277247488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/08/kawasaki-disease-that-my-nephew-has.html' title='Kawasaki - The Disease That My Nephew Has...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-4065751144850920341</id><published>2007-08-13T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:10:03.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrow That Seeps Into My Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.” - Victor Hugo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little nephew has been having fever for many, many days... countless days to me... when he had fever for the 4th day, we brought him to SJMC... doctor suspected him to have Kawasaki... a kind of disease tat lead to heart complication... when mum called me, hubby and I immediately took leave and went to the hospital to see my nephew... he was admitted to the hosp for like few days... just break my heart, you know... his mum is in USA... working there... so nephew is like our baby... our responsibility when my sister is not around... doctor said he is alright and he doesn’t have Kawasaki and we really breathed with relief... but he kept on having fever until 15th day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mum brought him to see 2 more doctors... you know on and off the 15th day, we brought him back to SJMC too... but doc couldn’t find anything wrong! the 2 other docs also said nothing wrong with him... just fever... and my little nephew lost 0.5kg... I can feel his bone... gosh, couldn’t stop my tears from rolling down right now... my heart really feels so painful to see him like tat... so last Thursday... mum brought him to see doc again at SJMC... doc took his blood again... another heartache for all of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the blood result was out like last Saturday... my nephew has more white blood cells than red blood cells... didn’t know what to say... whole family like... broke down... doc gave him a type of medicine to control his fever right now... and the medicine is very strong and makes my darling nephew so not active... he was a sooo super hyperactive boy... the medicine is for 10 days... and 11th day we have to wait and see whether nephew's fever comes back.. if the fever comes back just because no medicine to control then it is a problem already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this coming Sunday is the 10th day and next week will be the 11th day... Right now, we r being very optimistic... mum does lotsa ikan bilis and spinach for lil nephew to eat so tat his blood will get better as ikan bilis and spinach help a lot in it... we just pray and hope for the best...we hope tat his white blood cells is more temporary because he was sick for the past 3 weeks... we really pray hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister is in wits end and she is getting ready to come back anytime for her precious little baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is a cute little baby... I just cant stand seeing him like this... he is the apple of my eyes and I love him so much... when I asked him to shake hand with me, he did but very weakly and he doesn’t smile and laugh tat often when I played with him... gosh... I just... feel like sharing and please pray for our little baby... we want him to play and be notty back, screams and cries rather than him being so.... weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can give him all my red blood cells… I don’t need them as much as my darling little nephew does… I am so helpless… I hate standing there… looking and unable to do anything to ease whatever he is feeling now… I just hate being helpless… I just hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-4065751144850920341?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/4065751144850920341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=4065751144850920341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/4065751144850920341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/4065751144850920341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/08/sorrow-that-seeps-into-my-heart.html' title='Sorrow That Seeps Into My Heart...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-1315320250247288961</id><published>2007-07-23T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:54:42.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Since I Blogged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Whenever you are asked if you can do a job, tell 'em, 'Certainly I can!' Then get busy and find out how to do it.” - Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I blogged. I know… Ant always went to my blog and checked whether I have blogged or not. Hmm… many things happened since my birthday… maybe I should slowly update one by one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 July 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My period came and went… *laugh out loud* Okay that’s just a joke… Well, even though it is a joke… Ant and I suffered for a week… Can you believe it if I tell you Ant counts the days of my period… He can actually tell me this, “Darling, today is the 5th day of your period, right? Means 2 more days to go?” *laugh out loud* Gosh this Darling of mine is so cute and I just can’t stand him and at the same time love him to the brink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having period always gives me mixed feelings… guess you guys know what I mean…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 July 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my old classmates… quite happy to meet them… Mee Kee and Gek Im came down from Penang and then met up with Mon Swang and Mooi Ney and needless to say Pei Yee. We are all busy with our lives and it’s great that we met up this day. We ate at Sheraton Hotel where Pei Yee works and it’s good. The Japanese restaurant there is nice. By the way, Pei Yee owns a spa at Sheraton Hotel. So if any of you interested, let me know. Pei Yee can give you a very good price for an extremely mother of all pleasurable massage… Don’t think senget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 July 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… went for a make-over… Actually I didn’t know it is a make-over. I was told it is a photo shooting. It was just for something that I have signed up for. Lo and behold, I was asked to go for make-up and did my hair. All for free! So ended up, I got a portrait of myself (A4 size). Kinda shy to show you guys but here you are… *laugh out loud* I actually don’t really like it. I think my pre-wedding pictures are the best pictures of my life… this is considered very normal but hell… I like my eyes here… looks smoky and smoldering… *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the picture is touched up. My face isn’t that flawless. Still doesn’t quite like it… *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My make-over…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: Took them with my camera phone. They actually gave me A4 hardcopy only...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nearer view…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the make-over… eating dinner with Ant…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This date, Ant and I celebrated our 8 months anniversary. What 8 months anniversary??? Well we are married for 8 months now!!! *giggles* So happy… and then in like 6 months and 1 day time, we are going through the Chinese ceremony… hmmm… 6 more months… it can be fast and it can be still far away… I would like to think that it is very near… so that I am excited 24 hours about it *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, Darling Ant… Love you so much… Ant sent me this sms “You are the one that I always want to wake up next to. Seeing you sleeping soundly cuddling the pillow never fail to bring a smile on my face. The morning smell of your body always bring a tingling sensation as I lean over to give you a peck on your cheek…” *sigh with happiness* After married for 8 months and still receiving this type of sms, I guess I am super lucky girl! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;21 July 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finally I received my well deserved promotion! *laugh out loud* I am not being arrogant and stuff but I feel I deserved being promoted. Why? I have valid reasons. Company also gave me a lucrative increment. Though I wish for more (greedy me) but I am happy enough with the additional monthly money given. Now I rub my hands together gleefully and wait for bonus time!!! Managing Director kinda promised a huge bonus for those who perform well… *rubs my hands gleefully again* So I am gonna work hard to get 7 months bonus! Instead of coming back on time at 5.15pm, I will now come back at 5.16pm! Yes! I can do it!!! I can smell the money!!!!! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all about me… What about you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-1315320250247288961?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/1315320250247288961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=1315320250247288961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/1315320250247288961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/1315320250247288961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title='Long Time Since I Blogged...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-488290627603206450</id><published>2007-07-05T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T14:01:57.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It's true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.” - Abigail Van Buren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday on 4th of July 2007 came and went with a lot of happiness. Ant went and had dinner with his dad the day before. He seized the opportunity to break away to get me a present. You know somehow I know things that he did. I really know. I mean he cannot lie to me. I somehow can detect something is amiss. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he called me up and said he found something he wants to buy for me but he is not sure I would like it. He wanted to buy a bracelet for me. I told him I don’t wear bracelet and please do not waste the money. I would rather save. I know he wants to make me happy but I just don’t wear bracelet. After I squeezed and squeezed, I managed to find out that the bracelet costs RM400++. Thank God he didn’t buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant was the first person to wish me Happy Birthday. I was very happy. He gave me a lingering kiss before he went to work. He asked me to get ready around 7pm for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work. Nothing happened at work except for some well wishers. No big deal. *laugh out loud* I can’t wait to get home. I rushed back home, get ready and waited for Ant to pick me up. Once I was seated in the car, Ant presented me a stalk of sunflower!!! The sunflower is so beautiful!!! I was so happy with the present. Yes! This is the kind of present that I love! I don’t need it to be expensive. With that present, I was like high above the sky floating in the air of love. Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ant so much. Let me show you guys how my sunflower looks like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Shun, our favourite Japanese restaurant. It is run by a couple of Japanese so the food there is very authentic. This restaurant brings special memories for Ant and I. *smiles* Love you, Darling Ant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered our dinner and lo and behold!!!! I saw a waitress walking towards me with a bouquet of flowers. I looked at Ant and he was smiling like… someone gotten a piece of chocolate for free! The waitress passed the flowers to him and Ant passed it to me!!! It was a bouquet of magnolia lilies. Oh my God!!! I was thrilled and so excited! I really didn’t know what to say. I asked Ant, how he planned all these behind my back!!! He said secret! Sigh… I was very, very happy… 2 bouquets of flowers… I was so contented…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my magnolia lilies look like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after dinner, we went to Taipan for some dessert. Ant brought me to Baskin Robbins and we had ice-cream. Yummy!!! Erm… I didn’t take ice-cream for quite some time and somehow it was very, very sinful but I guess a person can actually indulge once a while. *laugh out loud* Furthermore, it’s my birthday, isn’t it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and I showed my family the flowers. They were laughing and said why buy so many flowers for… I told them, I love flowers. Nothing pleases me more than flowers. Forget diamond, forget gold… I just love flowers… especially red roses… Kinda surprised that Ant didn’t get me red roses… hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went upstairs… Ant was like bugging me to move my car to its original spot so that it will be easier for him to go back later as he was parking at my spot. I told him we can do that later. He then solemnly answered me okay. I didn’t notice anything amiss. I was too happy with my flowers to notice anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at around 11.00pm, Ant was getting ready to go home. I went into my car and reversed, waiting for him to move away so that I can park at my spot. Hmm… he took quite some time and he came over to my car. He knocked my window and asked me to wind it down. I did. He said my car couldn’t start. I quickly came out of my car and asked him what’s wrong. He opened his bonnet and said could you please take my torchlight from my boot? I still didn’t suspect anything and I went to open the boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold!!! I almost cried! Seated nicely in a box, was a bouquet of red roses!!! They were so nicely wrapped in pinkish paper and purple ribbons! Ant was just standing there grinning like he has found a pot of gold!!! I was so shocked! Seriously, I was! I really didn’t expect this. I thought the magnolia lilies were the last trick! Oh my God… I hugged Ant so tightly and I said Darling, I love you so much… and my eyes were wet… *smiles* Ant then said Happy Birthday, Darling… how can I let your birthday pass without giving you your favourite flower… *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my red roses look like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I have 1 stalk of sunflower, 3 stalks of magnolia lilies and 12 stalks of red roses with 1 cream white rose in the middle. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/DSC00112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real birthday treat for me… from my Darling Ant…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: All these pictures were taken with my brand new Sony Ericsson Cyber-Shot handphone (3.2 megapixel) that Ant bought me. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Most important of all, my dad in law sms-ed me and wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY! My mum in law called me and wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY. My sisters in law sms-ed and called me to wish me HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Oh my God, what a great birthday present! I appreciated all of the smses and calls. Truly am… deep in my heart… I am a blessed soul ain’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-488290627603206450?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/488290627603206450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=488290627603206450' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/488290627603206450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/488290627603206450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6074378882617540576</id><published>2007-07-02T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:51:48.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview Of Our Photos (Without Touch Up)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Count your blessings. Once you realize how valuable you are and how much you have going for you, the smiles will return, the sun will break out, the music will play, and you will finally be able to move forward the life that God intended for you with grace, strength, courage, and confidence.” - Og Mandino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;These are some of the partial pictures that we would like to share with you guys... Just 15% of it... the rest, we have not obtained them from the bridal studio yet. They only gave us a little to satify our family's curiousity. *laugh out loud* Hope you like it as much as we do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/1-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/2-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/3-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/4-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/5-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/6-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/7-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/8-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/9-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/10-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/11-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/18-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/19-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/20-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/21-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/25.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/26-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/27-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/29.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/30-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/34.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24706368-6074378882617540576?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6074378882617540576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6074378882617540576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6074378882617540576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6074378882617540576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/07/preview-of-our-photos-without-touch-up.html' title='Preview Of Our Photos (Without Touch Up)'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-5776050503621202679</id><published>2007-06-22T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:18:01.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Pre-Wedding Photo Shooting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.” - Henry Ward Beecher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Ant and I have so much fun. We went for our pre-wedding photo shooting at Love Vision, SS2. It was a very fun time for both of us with our make up artist, Helen and our photographer, Adam. Both of them did a superb job on me and Ant. We both look different and feel great! Our deepest gratitude to both of them. Thank you very much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Love Vision at around 9.45am and waited for the shop to open. *laugh out loud* Yes, I was very anxious. I can’t sleep the day before. I was very nervous and my pimples pop out one by one. I was so scared!!! I was very afraid that I won’t look beautiful and nice… sigh… the jittery of a bride!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen, my make up artist started to put pounds and pounds of powder on me and voila, I looked good in them! Didn’t know I am lack of pounds of powder on my face to make me look pretty! *laugh out loud* We went off to FRIM, Kepong for our outdoor shooting at around 11am. This is how I looked like after pounds of powder were gently put on my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/1-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/2-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Kepong, we have to pay RM88.80 for entrance fee as we were taking photographs there. If you are not taking photographs, then the entrance fee is cheaper. We went to FRIM with Adam, our superb photographer and also his assistant, Jim, who is also a photographer at Love Vision. We went to Adam’s favourite spots, the brown leaves, the big trees, the waterfall, the green grass and so on. It was great!!! Adam showed us some samples of the pictures he took and my oh my… an ugly duckling turned into a swan!!! Sigh… *can’t help smiling* This is how I looked like for my outdoor shooting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/4-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant looked fantastic! He looks so good looking and I really cannot stand it. I feel like ripping his clothes off right there and then. He is sooo adorable and sweet and I am glad he is mine forever. *I love you so much, Darling* Isn’t he gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/18-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way Helen styled my hair and adorned me with beautiful accessories. Gosh… it was fun experience. I don’t mind going through again and again. I mean with the same guy of course… with my handsome Darling Ant… *Muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the studio for our indoor photography session at around 3pm. My God… changing and posing, changing and posing… gosh… it was so tiring but fun! No wonder so many people wake up one day and say they wanna be a model! I wanna be a model too!!! Maybe for Modern Mum… because I look preggie! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 6 gowns and 2 traditional costumes. The changing and posing and snapping ended around 9pm! 11 hours of hard work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/19-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I was very happy with samples that Adam showed us. We cannot wait for the next appointment with them which is Thursday, 28 June 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, Adam and Helen are great on both of us. For those who are getting married, I would recommend Love Vision, SS2 to you guys. Quality and good service. Adam and Helen are the best photographers and make up artist for bridal studios in KL. I just like what they did on me!!! Will elaborate more when I get the pictures okay. I mean I am recommending now based on the samples that were shown to me. Will be a more concrete recommendation when after the photo selection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will update you guys more on the photo selection. Wish us all the best and pray for us that our pictures turn out great!!! Huggies! Here are some previews of what I wore yesterday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/6-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/12-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/30.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/32.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24706368-5776050503621202679?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/5776050503621202679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=5776050503621202679' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5776050503621202679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5776050503621202679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-pre-wedding-photo-shooting.html' title='Our Pre-Wedding Photo Shooting...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-5775817885778135366</id><published>2007-06-01T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T18:08:46.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At World End...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it.” - George Bernard Shaw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and watched The Pirates of the Caribbean: At World End with Ant. It wasn’t as great as the first but then it served its purpose well. I like the love that Elizabeth Swann and Will Turner have. It is a beautiful love. Though they have some misunderstanding, you can see flashes of love between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad why the director wants the movie to end this way. Yes it is beautiful the way it ended because of that happened! If that doesn’t happen, then it will be a more beautiful ending. I just don’t get it! Why!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give some warning. *Spoiler ahead* So if you have not watch the movie, you better don’t read this okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that if Jack didn’t stab the heart of Davy Jones with Will’s hand, Will will just die and there will not be any Will anymore. I know he has to do but why must Will be the one who was stabbed by Davy Jones!!!??? Why can’t Davy Jones just die and don’t disturb Will? Why… Why… Why…? I really don’t understand and I keep on asking myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, Will has to be the captain of the Flying Dutchman and he is immortal now. He will not die and he cannot share a life with his newly wedded wife!!!! Imagine you can only be with someone you love, one day in 10 years!!! 10 years you didn’t smell her, hug her, kiss her and then you can only do that in like 24 freaking short hours???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live that way. If I don’t see Ant for a day, I will wilt. I will not survive. I have to smell him, hug him, kiss him to rejuvenate myself. You know, when you come back home, you just need to rejuvenate, then only you have the will power to go back to work and battle with those monsters at work. So Ant is my point to refresh myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pity Will and Elizabeth. The scene where he kissed her thighs makes me feels so sad. I know that kinda feeling. I know how it is being loved by a man so much. I know how it feels when my thighs are being kissed by Ant. It just not right to separate lovers, husband and wife that way. It is so not right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the way they are married. So cool… it is just beautiful looking at two of them… really like it… and Orlando Bloom is so so so so so cool… so so so so so macho… so so so so so so man… *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/0000000157_20070518163115.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must stay and watch until the credit is finish, you know because there is a short preview of “10 years later”. So you have to sit down and wait for it. The 10 years later preview shows us that Will and Elizabeth have a baby during their first time together. It is a baby boy. The boy is 10 years old now. Elizabeth and the boy stand at the cliff overlooking the sea, waiting for Will to come back to them. Look at the horizon and you will see what your heart desires…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold… Flying Dutchman surfaced and Will, as manly and as macho as a man can possibly be… standing on the ship… smile as manly and as macho as a man can possibly be… because he is excited to see Elizabeth and their baby boy… So nice… I tell you I was crying like shit… I hate movies that make me cry but I like them because of their sentimental values…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/0000000144_20070518163044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/0000000143_20070518163042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is Pirates of the Caribbean 4! I want Elizabeth to drink the Fountain of Youth and never die. So she can see Will forever and forever. Imagine 40 years down the road (and they meet only like 4 pathetic times!!!), she will be like 50-60 years old and Will is still as manly and as macho as a man can possibly be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh… please God… please give me Pirates of the Caribbean 4…. Please I beg you…!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sleepless night because of this. It’s a tragedy to separate lovers that way! Why the director is so senseless!!! I want Will and Elizabeth to meet everyday and sleep on the same bed everyday! Not 1 day in 10 years!!! Arghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-5775817885778135366?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/5775817885778135366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=5775817885778135366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5775817885778135366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5775817885778135366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-world-end.html' title='At World End...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-8362206534796348896</id><published>2007-05-25T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:07:36.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gown Fitting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“In your clothes avoid too much gaudiness; do not value yourself upon an embroidered gown; and remember that a reasonable word, or an obliging look, will gain you more respect than all your fine trappings.” - Sir George Savile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gown fitting day… sigh contently… It was a beautiful day. I went for my gown fitting with Ant and my youngest sister, Mei at Love Vision, SS2. My friend took leave to join us at 2pm. I was so touched. Thanks, Pani for doing this for me. I really appreciate it, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to choose 6 gowns, 3 wedding gowns and 3 evening gowns for the photo shooting. I was so excited. Ant was very excited for me too. He was so well prepared with the camera to take my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there about 11.30am. We were 30 minutes early. We were seated and served with nice tea before a girl came and attended to us. We were asked to go upstairs where all the gowns are. I was very nervous because I feel that I am very fat. I was very afraid no gowns will ever fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl started to bring gowns and then she entered the fitting room together with me. I was wearing my silicon bra… it is a two cup things that stick to your body. No straps… nothing… She saw the silicon bra I wore and she said I bought the wrong size. I am not supposed to wear that cup and I need a bigger cup. So heck, she pulled open the cup and wore it again for me. It was so embarrassing. Even my mother never sees my breasts before!!! Argh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore a lot of different types of gowns and it was fantastic! Here are some of the pictures that Ant took… Bunch of evening dresses hehe… and also wedding gowns…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me so happy… we finished everything at about 3pm. I am actually one of the easiest brides for them to handle. I am not fussy at all. I just love the light purple evening dress… love it a lot… Will show you guys more picture after my photo shooting on 21 June ya… till then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/e-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/d-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/c-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/b-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/a-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-8362206534796348896?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/8362206534796348896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=8362206534796348896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/8362206534796348896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/8362206534796348896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-gown-fitting.html' title='My Gown Fitting...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6690110990342593750</id><published>2007-04-23T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:24:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ache Like I Never Ache Before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I believe that every human has a finite number of heart-beats. I don't intend to waste any of mine running around doing exercises.” - Buzz Aldrin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be the 7th sessions of my personal training. I tell you, my whole body aches like mad especially my calf. My trainer actually asked me to do a type of exercise to shape the calf. It was such a simple exercise when he showed me but when I tried, damn!!! It was so painful. My calf felt the stretching. I did 20 times a set and everytime I have to complete 3 sets, so I did 60 times on my left calf and another 60 times on my right calf. My God!!! The exercise was last Friday and I was aching on Saturday and Sunday. I can hardly straighten my legs and walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sunday, I had another training session. Ant called my trainer but unable to reach him. Ant wanted to know whether I am able to do any exercise due to condition of my legs but I still went ahead and did 1 hour exercise at the gym with my trainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God! I can’t feel my legs now… and today I have another session… Gosh… I don’t know why I am pushing myself so hard. I don’t know why I brought this upon myself. Why don’t I just relax and sit down and eat something at KFC, McD, Pizza Hut or anything????? Why I torture myself to this extend???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So painful and yet I drag myself to the gym 3 times a week. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming week, Ant and I are going back to Ipoh. Yippee!!! Thank God for the holiday (May 1st and 2nd). Luckily my trainer is also on holiday until Friday. If not I think he will frown at me for not coming to gym for the holiday. *giggles* So on the 29th April, I will ‘gym’ myself with the trainer and then 30th April to 2nd May, I will enjoy myself to the max!!!! Then back to hell again on the 6th May. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trainer asked me to go to gym even though he is not around for the week, I laughed and said HELL NO to him! Just let me relax!!! But I think Ant and I will definitely go. At least do some stepper, wave machine or the cycling machine. Argh… Angie, KAMBATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess vanity comes with lotsa sacrifices isn’t it? So if I want to be smaller, trimmer, shapier and etc, I just have to sacrifice. Never mind, when I feel pain, Ant will come and put his hands around me and give me some loving. Guess that’s most important. At least I feel my efforts are being appreciated. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Dear God, please, please and please… when I try the wedding gowns, please, please and please, let them be able to fit me nicely… please… especially the ones that I love… oh please…!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-6690110990342593750?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6690110990342593750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6690110990342593750' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6690110990342593750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6690110990342593750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-ache-like-i-never-ache-before.html' title='I Ache Like I Never Ache Before...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-2112796572722811173</id><published>2007-04-19T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:35:40.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Honeymoon Plan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” - Laura Ingalls Wilder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I have actually done some research on honeymoon destinations. It is hard to decide which honeymoon destination we want to go because there are so many. At first we wanted Mauritius or Maldives. My friends were surprised that we wanted these places because I am not much of a beach person. In fact, I am surprised myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I re-analyzed our plan. We asked ourselves what we wanted to see most. We came out with Europe. I believe Europe is everyone’s dream. I love Europe. It is so old, ancient and so romantic. I like this type of homey, homey type of destinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We browsed around for tour agents and we were not satisfied with our research. Then my friend who has been to Europe through Cosmos Tours, suggested that I look into Cosmos Tours. She told me there are many differences traveling with fellow Malaysians and traveling with foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said foreigners tend to be more courteous. They let us take the food first. They let you queue up first and they are very willing to accommodate honeymooners. I was so ecstatic and started my research on Cosmos Tours. Cosmos Tours is actually under Globus Group of Companies. Globus Tours are very expensive, first class tours. Ant and I think that we do not need everything first class. So we decided to go for a medium range tour which is Cosmos Tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were advised not to go to the whole Europe. There are some packages actually offered 8 countries in Europe for 10 days. My god! How to squeeze 8 countries in 10 days??? My friend actually went to that kinda trip and she regretted because she cannot even remember anything. She said every place she went was like a breeze. So she advised me to choose only one European country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something Ant said is very, very true. Imagine if we travel around Asia, countries like Malaysia, Thailand, Singapore, Indonesia, etc etc… can we do it in like 10 days time? We both answered NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Ant and I decided on only ITALY! Why Italy? I feel Italy is very romantic place. There are so many landmarks around. So antique and old. It oozes charm!!! Gosh, I can’t wait to honeymoon. I do hope I will get pregnant in Italy and NO! I won’t name my baby Italy if it is made in Italy. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to buy air tickets and then meet our agents there at Italy. Return air ticket costs about RM2k per person. From there, we will be introduced to each of our traveling companions consists of people from all over the world. It is exciting isn’t it? *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmos Tours actually offered 3 different packages to Italy that Ant and I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Package 1: Jewels of Italy – 15 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Package 1 starts at Rome and ends at Rome. We will travel to Rome, Italy from Malaysia. We will be visiting places like Rome (where the Colosseum is!!!), Orvieto, Tuscany, Florence, Pisa (where the leaning tower is, one of the 7 wonders of the worls!!!), Verona, Venice, Padua, Ravenna, San Marino, Urbino, Gubbio, Assisi, Monte Cassino, Naples, Capri and Pompeii.&lt;br /&gt;The total cost for ground arrangement inclusive of accommodation, traveling, entrance fee, some breakfast, lunch and dinner is RM5,453.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Package 2: Italian Masterpiece – 15 days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Package 2 starts at Venice and ends at Venice. We will travel to Venice, Italy from Malaysia. We will be visiting places like Venice, Padua, Bologna, San Marino, Urbino, Gubbio, Assisi, Viterbo, Rome, Monte Cassino, Pompeii, Sorrento, Capri, Orvieto, Siena, Pisa, Florence, Mantua, Sirmione, Verona and Vicenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total cost for ground arrangement inclusive of accommodation, traveling, entrance fee, some breakfast, lunch and dinner is RM5,385.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Package 3: Best of Italy – 13 days &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Package 3 starts at Rome and ends at Rome. We will travel to Rome, Italy from Malaysia. We will be visiting places like Rome, Florence, Pisa, Milan, Lake Maggiore, Sirmione, Verona, Venice, Ravenna, Perugia, Sorrento, Capri and Sorrento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total cost for ground arrangement inclusive of accommodation, traveling, entrance fee, some breakfast, lunch and dinner is RM4,664.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each packages offer different places to be visited. One of the place covered by Best of Italy that other packages do not cover is Milan, the fashion world. However, we are more into Package 1. All the prices are without discount. My friend told me if I sign up during Matta Fair, I would be able to get some 20% discount. *yippee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think, huh? Good deal? Bad deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-2112796572722811173?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/2112796572722811173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=2112796572722811173' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/2112796572722811173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/2112796572722811173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-honeymoon-plan.html' title='Our Honeymoon Plan...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-7847740354059610071</id><published>2007-04-18T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:10:17.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Married For 5 Months!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you do not trust enough.” - Frank Crane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to say that I am married for 5 months already. *laugh out loud* Today is our 5 months anniversary. So excited and by next month, it is going to be our 6 months anniversary. Tomorrow 19 April 2007 will also signify that our wedding is like 9 more months to go. I am so excited over all these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am taking this opportunity to say I love you very much, Mr. Ant Leong. You are the best hubby in the whole wide world (I mean in my own honest opinion *giggles*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Ant is always busy feeding me milk. I mean he bought few types of milk, different brands and encouraged me to drink milk. After trying so many brands, the one that I can ‘tahan’ is Marigold HL milk. The rest I couldn’t stand. You guys know I hate milk right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant wants me to drink so that my body is healthy enough for our future babies. He wants me to be prepared and drinking milk is one of it. So that I will have a lot of calcium to be passed down to our kids. *laugh out loud* I find it very funny that Ant behaves this way. Quite funny and cute, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that my hubby is like this. He makes me feel so cherished, so protected and so fragile. I really hope both of us will stay this way. In fact, I heard many cases (friends or friends of friends) who were happily married and then out of sudden, the men changed. Actually I don’t have to look far. My mum is one of the examples. My dad just changed 360 degrees that I cannot even recognize him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people asked me to be cautious and never put 100% into a relationship. I was thinking if I don’t put 100% of my feelings, my trust and my everything into a relationship, will I be getting 100% back from my hubby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel when a person is in a relationship or marriage, he or she should put 100% of his or her everything into the relationship. There is no holding back. I feel love and everything has risks. The more risk we take, the more we are going to be rewarded. I want to take the risk. I want to give Ant 200% of my love, my trust and my everything. I believe if someone gives 100%, another party will also reciprocate 100%. If you give 50%, another party will also reciprocate 50% or even less!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends even asked me to have my own secret savings and hid it from Ant. I feel it is so ridiculous. I am not going to do that. I am going to dump everything into our joint saving account. If Ant does the same to me, I would feel hurt. So I don’t want Ant to be hurt. I feel I am a modern woman and I am capable to take good care of myself if one day (touchwood), Ant really doesn’t want me anymore, I can fend for myself. I have monthly salary. I have income. I have qualification and I have skills. So I am not worried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know Ant will never do that to me. I have faith in him and also myself. I love you very much, Mr. Ant Leong. I love you and I love you. I will say it a thousand times to prove how much I love you. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, Darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-7847740354059610071?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/7847740354059610071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=7847740354059610071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/7847740354059610071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/7847740354059610071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-married-for-5-months.html' title='I Am Married For 5 Months!...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-1523611629382433077</id><published>2007-04-10T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T13:17:06.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise My Heart Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“There's no easy way out. If there were, I would have bought it. And believe me, it would be one of my favorite things!” - Oprah Winfrey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya… I have done it! This is running short for me. I am very afraid. I look at the back of me and sigh… I look at the left and right side of me and sigh… I went and engaged a personal trainer at last!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ding dong-ing for such a freaking long time, I finally decided on a personal trainer. I think exercise would be the most natural thing when it comes to losing weight. My gown fitting would on 24 May 2007 and I only have like weeks before I can have a smaller, trimmer and nicer body shape. The shape that I am having right now is like an orange. Sigh… I want to be able to fit in my wedding gown that I love and admire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing I like about myself. Determination. Whenever I want something, I will get it no matter what. Look at Ant now… poor fellow… in my clutches now and can never get out of my life anymore… *laugh out loud* Muacks… love you Darling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I signed up for 25 sessions. I was given 4 free sessions and also a free Les Mills shirt. I get a shirt for Ant. He tried wearing it at home and gosh! It took the breath out of me. The shirt was like so tight and I can see clearly the shape of his chest and body. Gosh… sweating…  beautiful… my beautiful, beautiful Ant… *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forbid him from wearing that outside… he can only wears it at home, on bed… when he is with me *laugh out loud* *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I paid RM3,000+ for the 25 sessions. My trainer looks like Malek Noor, just slightly smaller and I am so afraid of him. He looks good and buff. He is forcing me to eat something now. I have to take 6 meals in a day. Breakfast at 8.30am, a banana at 10.30am and then light lunch at 1pm, a biscuit or banana again at 3.30pm and then 6pm fruits or biscuit and 7pm gym session with him and then 8pm light dinner. Meat is only twice a week and then a little rice is a must. He said I need carbo! Argh… something I avoid… he said if I didn’t take anything, I will burn my muscle instead of fat! Argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just hope it works ya… I have faith in him! Wish me luck. Kambate, Angie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-1523611629382433077?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/1523611629382433077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=1523611629382433077' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/1523611629382433077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/1523611629382433077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/04/exercise-my-heart-out.html' title='Exercise My Heart Out...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-7741956615589776847</id><published>2007-03-23T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:14:14.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Achievement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“My mother drew a distinction between achievement and success. She said that 'achievement is the knowledge that you have studied and worked hard and done the best that is in you. Success is being praised by others, and that's nice, too, but not as important or satisfying. Always aim for achievement and forget about success.'” - Helen Hayes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a comparison on how I looked like in December 2005 and how I look like in November 2006. I would say I have achieved something in my life. *laugh out loud* I am not sure how great is my achievement but I think my face really has so many changes. I cannot believe it until I did a comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you guys my comparison…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/comparison.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think? I feel that my face in December 2005 was rounder and my face is really smaller in November 2006. *laugh out loud* I should say thanks to my mother in law for having hopes in me. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can make comparison again November 2006 and November 2007. I am starting my personal training sessions in April 2007. So wish me luck ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant Darling, what do you think? Lotsa differences or no difference? *laugh out loud* Everything I did, I did it for you and me… &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/24706368-7741956615589776847?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/7741956615589776847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=7741956615589776847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/7741956615589776847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/7741956615589776847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-achievement.html' title='My Achievement...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-5370369749439734150</id><published>2007-03-23T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T12:40:07.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic Love Songs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Ah, music. A magic beyond all we do here!” - J. K. Rowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I have been quite busy finding for romantic love songs for our wedding. Well as you guys know we need a song to walk in during the beginning of the wedding banquet. We searched up and down, high and low, cannot find a satisfactory song. Maybe we just have to try a little bit harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering if any of you have any recommendation on any romantic love songs? Any romantic love songs will do… Just give us your valuable suggestions… We will appreciate it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Ant and I were browsing my hard disk for love songs. We played one song by one song and then we were in the mood of dancing. It was so hilarious. We, you know, were in the mood of doing some slow dance. Ant, my Darling smart Ant, made a special move by holding my right hand with his left hand and then laid my right hand on his shoulder while his left hand trailed down to my waist. *you know something like what Patrick Swayze did in Dirty Dancing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became very excited. *laugh out loud* I was totally mesmerized with his eyes staring down at me. I didn’t know Ant know how to make Patrick Swayze moves. The moment was magic and so perfect. We erm… didn’t even up dancing. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Darling Ant… *tsk tsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok serious. Back to my request. Please please all of you dearies out there… if you know any romantic love songs, please do let me know. Please, please… *muacks*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-5370369749439734150?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/5370369749439734150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=5370369749439734150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5370369749439734150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/5370369749439734150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/03/romantic-love-songs.html' title='Romantic Love Songs...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-4488031008171963643</id><published>2007-03-22T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:30:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Photographers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.” - Henri Cartier Bresson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I decided to have a wedding photographer to take pictures for us during our wedding day. It will be a full day job from morning until the end of the dinner. It will be quite a tiring job. The photographs taken will be very precious to us because besides the memories that we have inside our hearts, brains and souls, the photographs taken are the sole source of memories for us. So of course, it is important for us to get a good, qualified professional wedding photographer who spends years and years of his or her life in doing this trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask why didn’t ask your relatives to take your pictures? You can save cost on that. Well we want our relatives to enjoy our wedding. We don’t want them to rush here and there to take our photographs. Besides relatives will have their own things to take care and they won’t give a total 100% concentration on taking every precious moments on our BIG DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I searched high and low for professional wedding photographers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 1 – This guy is very famous. His name is KC. I bet most of you heard of him before. I sent my enquiries to him through his website and now is like 2 months already, I never receive a single line from him. Not even a fart. So forget about this kinda photographer. We better spend our money buying dog food for anyone’s dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 2 – This guy is a freelancer. I don’t want to disclose his name but Ant and I felt that he is somehow looking down at us like we do not have any money to pay to him. *laugh out loud* He even refused to quote saying that our wedding is far away. Eh 9 months very far ah? Bullshit! Fine! We buy cat food then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 3 – Sigh… this is a disappointment. We like this guy and his wife. We managed to click and there is chemistry. We told them they are our main priority now because for their price, RM1,680, the photography skill is quite satisfactory. Too bad while we were meeting up with the last photographer in our shortlist, he called and said he is booked by someone else already. I was furious. I asked him why he never call me to ask whether I confirm taking him or not. I told him if he called me, I would have confirm and pay him the deposit required. Bugger him! We buy food for the fish!!! Lousy ethics! Not famous somemore…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 4 – This photographer is from Ipoh. Ant and I thought Ipoh photographer will be the cheapest but it turned out to be the most expensive photographer!!! He charges RM1.9k to RM2.8k. We don’t mind paying that much if the skill is slightly better. I don’t know but we just need to have that kinda feeling that you feel THAT’S THE ONE! You know like when I met Ant… I have a feeling whirled around me and tell me, HE IS THE ONE!!!! So we don’t have that kinda feel…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we cannot get a satisfactory photographer from our shortlist, we expand our list. So here we go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 5 – Hmm… this one ar… it like full of himself. Boasting all the way… When he talked to you, he doesn’t bother to actually look into your eyes and talk to you… he looked around while you browsed his sample works… I just feel very weird… and his photography skill is ok ok but he charges like BOMB! RM2.2k and above… most expensive is RM3k and above… and his travelling charges is RM400!!! From KL to Ipoh he needs RM400!!! Kereta kebal kah? Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 6 – We didn’t meet this guy cos he is from Sabah. He is quite famous. He has his own distinctive style. Quite creative I might say. I like his photography style a lot but Ant is very sceptical cos he feels that he is so far away. Ant wants to meet the photographer first to gauge whether we have chemistry with him or not. If don’t have chemistry, there is no point engaging him. Ant feels that chemistry is very important as it brings out better pictures. This guy isn’t cheap. He is RM6-8k. *laugh out loud* but good pictures!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like dying… lost hope… told Ant how… Then we decided to give it a last shot and met up with the FAMOUS JL! At first we were afraid to meet up because all his clients seem to be very high profile. We just give it a shot and said lets do it!!! So I called J and set up a meeting with him and his wife. Here’s the review…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. 7 – My god… J is the friendliest person I ever met. He is so nice and charming and so does his wife. We chatted for hours and we didn’t even realize that time flies. We were there for 2.5 hours and we just chatted like old friends. I feel so comfortable with J and so does Ant. Ant was delighted and very happy meeting J because he felt that at last we managed to shout THAT’S THE ONE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J showed us his works and we were WOW… Ant said this is a WOW factor… J is very special. He wants to meet up with our friends and families to get to know them better so that he can take great pictures and have more chemistry with them. J even wanna meet my best friend who is going to be my make up artist to see how she make up for me and if there is a place for her to improve her skill, he will let her know so that all my flaws will be hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J believes that the flaws of the subject in the picture should be properly hidden and concealed and which angle is the best angle for the subject in the picture. He doesn’t believe much in doing a lot of touching up of pictures. J even does pre-wedding photography like bridal studio and it is just too bad that I already signed up with Love Vision. If not I would have take J’s package on the pre-wedding sessions. J’s package comes with a 40 pages leather album. It is so nice. The way he arranged the picture and properly cut the window… it is all handmade and we just love it! In fact we just love J’s style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we booked J and paid 50% deposit already. J costs us a BOMB but we think it will be worth it. J costs us RM5,800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my wedding photographer is SET!!! JL is the man!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: J won a few awards in UK and Singapore for his photographs. Impressive isn’t it? *cross my fingers*&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-4488031008171963643?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/4488031008171963643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=4488031008171963643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/4488031008171963643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/4488031008171963643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/03/wedding-photographers.html' title='Wedding Photographers...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-3613185149534421845</id><published>2007-03-21T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:24:11.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Live...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“No matter how lonely you get or how many birth announcements you receive, the trick is not to get frightened. There's nothing wrong with being alone.” - Wendy Wasserstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Johor Bahru next week Monday. It is a two weeks assignment. I think the first day itself, I will be like a dried fish. *sigh* I feel so sad but it is part and parcel of working life. What can I do about it? I really hope I am pregnant or something and I will be doing Klang Valley job instead of going around! Maybe I am not suitable to be an auditor anymore since I have a family to take care, i.e. my loving hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t liveeeee… if living is without youuuu…. I can’t livee…. I can’t live anymoreeeeeee……!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of being apart from him for a few days makes me feel like crying. I guess I really have to get use to it. I am going back to Ipoh next weekend for the ‘Cheng Meng’ festival. I will be taking bus from JB to Ipoh and I can see my darling for 2 days and then off to JB again on Sunday. It will be very rushy but I don’t think I can spend my weekend alone in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t liveeeee… if living is without youuuu…. I can’t livee…. I can’t live anymoreeeeeee……!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going with a male colleague. So u can imagine how lonely I am going to be. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t liveeeee… if living is without youuuu…. I can’t livee…. I can’t live anymoreeeeeee……!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need to pack 2 t shirts that Ant has worn before. I need to smell his babyish body odour (yummy) before I can sleep. *sigh* God help me!!!! I cannot bear it anymore!!! If any of you coming to JB, please pay me a visit, or best, drive Ant down as well… *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t liveeeee… if living is without youuuu…. I can’t livee…. I can’t live anymoreeeeeee……!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may think I am silly… but I can’t liveeeee… if living is without youuuu…. I can’t livee…. I can’t live anymoreeeeeee……!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-3613185149534421845?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/3613185149534421845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=3613185149534421845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/3613185149534421845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/3613185149534421845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-live.html' title='I Can&apos;t Live...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-8868030715915559568</id><published>2007-03-05T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:44:09.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Concrete Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If you don't have solid beliefs you cannot build a stable life. Beliefs are like the foundation of a building, and they are the foundation to build your life upon. - Alfred A. Montapert”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna share how our home looks like now at the month of March 2007. They have not start the infrastructure works but Ant said they would be able to handover the keys to us by August 2007 looking at the condition of the home right now. We are both very excited. We both can’t wait to open up our home for you guys to visit us and warm our home with your presence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a picture of our home as at March 2007…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Serangoon1-050307fencingworksinprog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-8868030715915559568?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/8868030715915559568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=8868030715915559568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/8868030715915559568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/8868030715915559568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/03/beautiful-concrete-home.html' title='A Beautiful Concrete Home...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-6818486785917305512</id><published>2007-03-01T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:35:26.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bridal Studio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“My momma always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.” - Winston Groom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went around searching for bridal studios. We knew bridal fair is coming soon on 2nd March 2007 and we just want to browse around the bridal studios to get a feel of how their gowns look like before we sign up. So we took a day off and we went around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a few bridal studios namely, Washington Portraits at SS2, Wedding Touch at Loke Yew, T.O.M at Loke Yew, De Casamia at SS2 and Love Vision at SS2. The rest we didn’t go and do our research because we are not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each studio actually has its own packages and also package prices. After going through one by one, we decided on Love Vision at SS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our photographer will be Mr. Adam (the most wanted and famous photographer at Love Vision, SS2) and our make-up artist will be Ms. Helen, also the most wanted make-up artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our package price is RM3,388 and I get to choose 2 designer’s gowns for my wedding. I am so happy for that and Ant, such a lovely man, insisted on that because he wants me to have the best. Their designer’s gowns are so lovely. We went around browsing for the gown and I saw one that I fell in love with. So Ant negotiated with them and upgraded my Super VIP gowns to be designer gowns. I was thrilled to the core!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much, Ant darling. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having our gown fitting on 24 May 2007 and then our photo shooting on 21 June 2007. I am so excited. We have decided to engage a personal trainer to make me exercise and lose weight as soon as possible. We have not engage one yet but going to. I was thinking of starting in April. If I start now, I am afraid it will be too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one down! Our bridal studio is &lt;strong&gt;LOVE VISION at SS2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-6818486785917305512?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/6818486785917305512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=6818486785917305512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6818486785917305512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/6818486785917305512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-bridal-studio.html' title='My Bridal Studio...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-2467041773916880764</id><published>2007-02-14T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:32:57.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.” - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you, my Darling Anthony…&lt;br /&gt;My dearest husband, my friend, my lover, my children’s father, my everything…&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is a journey, starting at forever, ending at never…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars are sparkling and glittering high above my head…&lt;br /&gt;The day has ended and the night has started…&lt;br /&gt;It is the time of the day that I always look forward to…&lt;br /&gt;For you will come upon my door…&lt;br /&gt;To harmonize my life with your passionate self…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come into my existence…&lt;br /&gt;Like a ray of sunshine…&lt;br /&gt;Radiate my entire world which was bleak and colourless…&lt;br /&gt;You put your hands on mine…&lt;br /&gt;And tells me everything is going to be alright…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your adorable smile alone could reassure me…&lt;br /&gt;That I am well protected in your comforting arms…&lt;br /&gt;Hugging you and kissing you…&lt;br /&gt;Are the acts that I want to do everyday in our life together…&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed and blissful in our imminent matrimony…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clasping both of our hands together…&lt;br /&gt;Always give me a jolt of heavenly pleasure…&lt;br /&gt;Electrifying, pulsating, significant and momentous…&lt;br /&gt;Are the feelings I always have when you are is around me…&lt;br /&gt;You are the only man who can arouse my veiled senses…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes… you are definitely a God sent…&lt;br /&gt;A gift from God for what I have lost…&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate, to rejuvenate and rejoice my new lease of life…&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am amazed, bewildered, bedazzled with your miracle of love…&lt;br /&gt;That pulsated my heart when I most unexpected it to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have given me hope when I was about to surrender…&lt;br /&gt;You are the beacon, the guiding light of my life…&lt;br /&gt;You guide and shower me with your love…&lt;br /&gt;Selfless, generous and noble, my man is…&lt;br /&gt;Pride is all I can see when I look upon your face…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts will always beat as a single, consistent and united rhythm…&lt;br /&gt;Our life will always be entwined and blessed with love…&lt;br /&gt;I will always remain as yours and you as mine…&lt;br /&gt;The rings we worn epitome our one true love…&lt;br /&gt;The vows we whispered will gracefully ribbon around us till eternity…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love, endless love, our love…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-2467041773916880764?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/2467041773916880764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=2467041773916880764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/2467041773916880764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/2467041773916880764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-valentine.html' title='My Valentine...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-782454874506920160</id><published>2007-02-11T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:29:34.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning In Progress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You have powers you never dreamed of. You can do things you never thought you could do. There are no limitations in what you can do except the limitations of your own mind.” - Darwin P. Kingsley&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done up a checklist what should Ant and I do and plan for our wedding. I know it sounds silly because it is one year away but I feel it is better for me to be organized now than panic when the time comes. I just want to make sure I have everything cover and everything will go smoothly just like our registration of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know Ant’s mum actually praised us for making it nice and pleasant to the eyes of guests who attended the registration? I am kinda happy to hear that from Ant when he told me that quite some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I definitely want that for our wedding as well. Of course everything good comes with good load of money. Ant and I have done up some budget and the things that we want always exceeded the budget that we set. *sigh* It is kinda depressing to see the red figure in Microsoft Excel when we did the budgeting. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant wants a lot of things in our wedding. I really cannot believe it. I sometimes asked him to choose whether he wants this or that. He said he wants both this and that. There goes the bottom line figure!!! I think if Microsoft Excel has different shades of red to show you how bad is your bottom line figure, ours will be in a deep shade of magenta. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my ex-colleagues, Jo and Soo Kai on Sunday and Jo told me something very, very scary. She said during her wedding, her husband and her actually had a deficit for the wedding banquets. Both of them had to fork out RM20,000 for the wedding in addition of all the red packets that they obtained. *my eyes bulged out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me the reason why it happened was because she and hubby didn’t get a lot of angpow in terms of cash but in terms of jewellery (gold). *damn* Kinda get me worries about it but if a human keeps on worrying about things that are beyond her control, what is life? So better stop worrying. Just enjoy the process of planning and executing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my facial programme. I want to do facial for my wedding so that I will have a glowing face during my wedding. My sister in law brought me to this place at Section 17. The lady’s name is Connie. She is quite good and skilful in the way she handles your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent almost 2 hours there for my face and she charges quite reasonable amount of money. For 6 times, I only need to pay about RM420 which means one time is around RM70. I think it is money well spent. She didn’t push you to buy her products. Instead she gave you samples, so that you can try them out and if you see the difference the products do to your face, then you are welcome to come back and buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave many extra services together with the facial package. She does your eyebrow. She tries to take away some of the ‘hair’ on your nose. Hey believe it or not, my on top of my nose, I have tiny tiny hair due to my blackhead. So she actually pulled them out patiently. She is good, I can tell that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy with my sister in law’s recommendation. So out of the many things in my checklist, I have done this. Kinda excited to actually tick the box off. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went shopping to buy Chinese New Year goodies for my mum (Ant paid for that) and for Ant’s family (I paid for that). We are kinda fair and square in this to make sure that the money spent on both families is equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t wait for Chinese New Year to come so that Ant and I can enjoy and relax ourselves. It has been a long time that we didn’t get to rest… from work, I mean. Work is another thing that I just… argh argh argh! I don’t want to talk about it as talking about it spoils my pretty good mood! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Marie, Nesan and Azie during Marie’s birthday party. They are all looking good and I kinda miss the time we had our fun. I guess we are still having fun nowadays but pretty homely kinda fun. I don’t know why but clubbing is not my cup of tea anymore. I just feel so lazy to actually dress up and go clubbing. *laugh out loud* But anytime buddies, when you guys feel like partying, just give me a call or sms. If I can make it, I will be there… don’t leave me out and have all the fun yourselves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-782454874506920160?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/782454874506920160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=782454874506920160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/782454874506920160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/782454874506920160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/02/planning-in-progress.html' title='Planning In Progress...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-117098233711700400</id><published>2007-02-09T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:52:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fat Bride...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Now there are more overweight people in America than average-weight people. So overweight people are now average. Which means you've met your New Year's resolution.” - Jay Leno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I cannot deny that I am going to be a fat bride. Sigh… I know I should be happy and glad that someone wants to marry me. I am just a human. So of course I have my wishes and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to take Total Life again for the past 2 weeks. I kinda miss all the food again. I hope I can lose another 10kg but it seems so hard. My arms and legs are so flabby. Ant and I agree that I cannot lose those flabbiness by drinking diet supplements. My body shape also will not be shape or tone by using diet supplements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I thought of gym too but I don’t really know the method of how to tone and shape my body. Another option is to take a personal trainer. I mean those personal trainers, you don’t really hear their success story isn’t it? So how to guarantee that I will lose weight if I use a personal trainer? He or she might ruin me instead and make me into a Stephanie Austina, Steve Austin’s twin sister!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only solution is slimming centers. I went to two slimming centers. One is Bizzy Body and the another is London Weight Management. I went to their trial sessions. Lets start with Bizzy Body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bizzy Body located at USJ Taipan. I went there last Thursday to check it out the place. I was supposed to do consultation but I ended up trying their trial and to my disappointment it is not free. I have to pay RM114 for it. I hesitated and I refused. Then the lady offered me a discount and I agreed with the price and I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I was shocked when I need to take off my clothes! Ok Ok…. I might sound stupid but it is just gross to open up your clothes to another lady. It is so gross. Luckily they allowed me to leave my bra and my panties on. So… first the lady measured my body and took my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she applied ginseng oil to my entire body and then she wrapped me up like a mummy with a transparent plastic (like those your mum uses to cover leftover food). She asked me to lie down after finishing wrapping my entire body. She used a machine to actually press on my body. That is call anti stubborn fat. The small hand held machine is supposed to break my fat cells into smaller cells and then burn it eventually. It is easier to burn smaller fat cells than big stubborn fat cells. Sound logic to me, so I let it pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing that to my entire body, I felt tingling sense like Spiderman. She said that is because my blood is circulating. That’s why I have that tingling sense. Then she wrapped me up in a hot blanket and use infra-red to burn my fats. I did sweat but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she re-measured me after everything and told me that I have lost 11cm (entire body). The whole process took about 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The price: RM4,020 for 30 treatments. No freebies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I went to London Weight Management on Monday and the lady told me the same thing. I have lotsa flabbiness and she said thank God it is flabby because flabby fats are easy to dissolve. *thank what God for my flabbiness… if you want, I give you la my flabbiness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explained to me what is London Weight Management and how their treatment goes for people like me with lotsa flabbiness. She said I have lotsa flabbiness because I have lost weight but I didn’t tone and shape up my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said London Weight Management places a very huge importance on the shape of their clients. They said there are clients who lose few kg but wear 2 sizes smaller than their normal sizes. So it is the shape that they look forward to build for me. Losing kg doesn’t mean I will have good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she gave me a glass of water. She asked me to take off my clothes and she examined my body thoroughly. She said I am not a serious case person. So they have no problem solving my problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave me a FREE trial. You see the difference. This fellow gave me free trial and it is a big whooping 2 hours plus free trial unlike Bizzy Body which is only 1 hour and I gotta pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she asked me to take off my everything. Shit! Even my panties ok!!! Then she gave me a flimsy disposable panties to wear and a shower cap. She brought me into a steam room and gave me another glass of water. I was steamed for 5 minutes or more so that my pores are open and it is easier to remove my dead body cells. She forced me to finish the whole glass of water all the time because she said I have to take a lot of water. I like that. Unlike Bizzy Body who gave me just one small tiny glass of Chinese tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the steam, she gave me a full body rub. She rubbed my body with Sea Salt. The massage is supposed to rub off my dead cells and make my skin smoother and babyish. Then she wrapped me with a Hot Blanket also using infra-red method to burn my fat for 30 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god… I sweat like a pig, man! I really sweat. My hair was wet and it dripped to my ears. I can even feel droplets of sweat dripping from my body. When she actually came back and opened up the blanket, she collected the plastic underneath me and showed me how much I sweat! A whole lot of droplets of sweat, dude! I was surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked me to bath. Ya, they provide a place for you to bath. She gave me a new disposable panties to change. After that she brought me to the machine room. She offers me three types of machine. One is fat burning, another is lymphatic drainage and another one is… God, I can’t remember but it is associated with losing weight. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each machine uses different type of ampoules. Ok compared with Bizzy Body’s Ginseng oil… this sounds more professional. The ampoules are imported from London. That’s where they originated from. She said she will let me use different machine for each treatment so that it will take care of my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She let me try the Fat Burning machine. Wow… it is a big guy, the machine. It is not a hand held machine but real cool machine. She measured me and then gave me a glass of water to drink. She then broke the ampoule bottle and rubbed the whole content onto my body. It has some burning sensation. Something hot and burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to lie down and she put those pad (like to resuscitate someone who is unconscious) around my arms, my waist and my thigh (fat areas). Those pads actually has oxygen gel for the electrical pulses to flow around my body (I think so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having 8 pairs of pad around my body, she started the machine. Wow… I can feel pulses. Electrical pulses. It was vibrating all over my body. She kept on ask me whether I can take it, whether I can take it and I told her still can go higher. The more higher I go, the more fat the machine will burn. Cool… She left me for 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt good you know after that. She re-measured me again and I lost about 11cm. She gave me another glass of water to drink. Then she rubbed another type of cream all over my body to burn the fat. I dressed up and she talked about money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The price: RM5,580 for 20 treatments. Freebies:&lt;br /&gt;10 cold wrap to tone and shape my body. It is like RM100+ a wrapping.&lt;br /&gt;1 box of London Express Coffee worth RM180.&lt;br /&gt;20 sachets of organic drink after each treatment worth RM300.&lt;br /&gt;After each treatment free cream is provided to rub all over my body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I like London Weight Management but it is so pricey!!! Ant is okay with the idea. He is confident that LWM can make me lose weight but I am not confident. Why should we pay for something which is not guaranteed… what should I do mates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a slim bride because I want Ant to be the happiest guy on earth. I know he is right now even though I am fat but I just want him to be so very proud of me on our wedding day. I don’t want his friends to actually comment, “What the heck is my friend doing with this gigantic lady?” *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be in the right shape so that I can make Ant prouder. What should I do? Should we invest in LWM?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-117098233711700400?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/117098233711700400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=117098233711700400' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117098233711700400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117098233711700400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/02/fat-bride.html' title='A Fat Bride...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-117098220787501423</id><published>2007-02-08T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:50:07.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Mama Mia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Go often to the house of thy friend; for weeds soon choke up the unused path.” - Scandinavian Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share with you guys this is the latest photograph of the progress of our home. Isn’t it beautiful? I just can picture Ant and I happily married and stay inside this beautiful home of ours. It is currently at its painting stage and then it will move on to infrastructure works. Ant and I are so happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have asked a few interior designers and they advised us to come back to them in April 2007 to enquire on the quotation and also what they can design on the home so by that time they would be able to enter the home and then check the size of the living room, kitchen, dining and etc etc and then design and then tell us the price of their design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait for April to come. I can’t wait for the infrastructure works to start. I think Ant and I should schedule another visit to our home to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture of the latest progress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/serangoon1050207paintingworksinprog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24706368-117098220787501423?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/117098220787501423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=117098220787501423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117098220787501423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117098220787501423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-mama-mia.html' title='Oh Mama Mia...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-117098178653858512</id><published>2007-02-07T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:43:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PixArt - Pricey But Priceless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“We try to grab pieces of our lives as they speed past us. Photographs freeze those pieces and help us remember how we were.” - Gene McSweeney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I ordered our photo album from Pixart Sdn. Bhd. one week ago and voila! We received our photo book yesterday. It was a very great piece. Let me explain to you guys how this Pixart works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pixart is a company that helps you to print your digital photos into a nice album. They actually have software that gives you the chance to create and design your own album. You can choose any style you want. How you wanna put your photos… how many pieces of photos in a page… what type of quality… what type of fonts… what type of words that you want it to be in the album… colour of the photos… sizes of the photos… It is all up to your own creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can keep on editing your album and save it. Once you are ready, you can upload your photobook and then Pixart will send you a link to pay for your photo book. Ant and I paid RM200 and it is all worth it! Ant and I couldn’t keep our hands off the book that we received yesterday. I opened and closed the book like for 5 times already. Even now, I missed the book and I wanna go back home to hug it and open up to see our beautiful pictures again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant couldn’t wait to bring the book back to his hometown during Chinese New Year to show his relatives. I told him I feel shy… and I don’t really want his relatives to see my pictures. Ant said I am beautiful so there is nothing to be shy about. *giggling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have about 25 pages (50 printed pages) and 1 title page. It comes with a fabric cover. The album cover is the most fantastic thing. It has a window that shows you a single picture as a preview of what is the content of the album. It is nice. The title page is covered with a piece of plastic so when you see the cover from outside, it has a nice illuminating effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of paper used for printing is of good quality. It is quite a thick piece of paper and even with 25 pages, it looks so thick and nice. Ant and I are so happy with the results! We are going to use Pixart again and again for our wedding photos, our babies’ photos, our new home photos and whatever photos that we snap in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to Natalie for introducing me Pixart. Thanks to Dominic as well for doing a good job and for being patient and friendly. Dominic is the Manager in charge and he is so helpful and he entertains all your whims! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are interested to know what is Pixart and what it can offer you and how it can change your life… please go to… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixart.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.pixart.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy editing your own albums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures below illustrates how our Pixart album looks like! Fabulous isn’t it? RM200 well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1464.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1467.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1469.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1470.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1471.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1478.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1477.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1476.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1475.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/IMG_1474.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-117098178653858512?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/117098178653858512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=117098178653858512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117098178653858512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117098178653858512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/02/pixart-pricey-but-priceless.html' title='PixArt - Pricey But Priceless...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-117084884823602086</id><published>2007-01-28T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:47:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Many Couples Getting Married On Our Date...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The reward of a thing well done is to have done it.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of things happened during this one week period after we have selected our date. I don’t think it is worth mentioning what actually happened but Ant and I just keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best. Sometimes you just cannot believe things that happened around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Ipoh with Ant’s dad. We enjoyed our time in Ipoh. We always did. Ant loves being in Ipoh because his mum will pamper him a lot. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to temple like about 10am after our breakfast and we have to take number in order to see the Master. Yes, I am very serious here. We had to take number in order to see the Master. So you can imagine how influential this temple is. Ant’s family is kinda like devoted to this temple for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave the master 3 dates to choose from. The dates were 5 December 2007 (Wed), 1 January 2008 (Tues) and 19 January 2008 (Sat). Don’t ask me why we put a Wednesday into the selection. Ant and I have our reasons and we just want to leave everything to fate. If fate decides that date for us, we will just take it. The rest of the dates are too early for us. I need time to prepare for my wedding. *whispering: especially my WEIGHT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master looked at the dates and he said we have to take dates that are in even numbers. So 1 January 2008 is out. The remaining 5 December 2007 and 19 January 2008 are alright for both of us. Any one of these dates is good for us. So anyone in their sane mind would choose a Saturday for their wedding. Ant and I are quite sane, therefore, we choose 19 January 2008. Besides that, 19 January 2008 is what we wanted at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OUR WEDDING DATE = 19 JANUARY 2008!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I are so excited about this! We have exactly one year to prepare for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got the date, we went around in Ipoh to find for our wedding dinner venue. We went to like 5 restaurants and most of them are fully booked! I was so devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Heritage Hotel for the Tai Thong Restaurant and there is this Mr. David who actually booked everything. Fine! We can pay them deposit there and then but they said they have to wait for Mr. David (note: who hasn’t confirm and hasn’t pay). The waiting period for Mr. David to confirm is June 2007. Can you imagine this ridiculous stuff? Fine! Don’t want to do our business then forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Restaurant Sun Lee How Fook. Downstairs capacity is 80 tables. It was booked and deposit of RM500 was also paid. It looks quite good for the downstairs grand hall. The only option is the upstairs which can accommodates up to 28 – 30 tables. We couldn’t book this one as we have 55 – 65 tables for our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we go on to Restaurant Hei Loi Tang. It can accommodate up to 100 tables and it is soooo grand and beautiful. I like this place a lot and so does Ant. It has quite sufficient number of car park and the place is nicely decorated. It has a very big stage. At first the place was booked by another Mr. David! Damn… why everywhere David booked the wedding venue that we want!!!! It is not the same Mr. David as this Mr. David wants 92 tables while that Mr. David wants 35 tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought we wouldn’t we able to get Restaurant Hei Loi Tang, so we went to Restaurant Kok Thai. My my… not suitable at all. It looks so… ‘lap chap’. So messy with all the partitions and etc. It just look messy and I am afraid I will trip. The red carpet is like plastered on the floor and it is so ugly. It is plastered with black tapes. So we give up this place even though it is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Oversea Restaurant. Alamak!!! Gila! No stage. No menu. No nothing! The lady who talked to us... I felt like slapping her. I think maybe Ant and I look like kids. She couldn’t be bothered to talk to us. Maybe she feels that we don’t have money to pay for our own wedding. Maybe I should throw her our bank books and let her drown! I feel so geram with her and fine! Don’t want our business? Good! We go other place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can you imagine how worried Ant and I were? Our wedding is one year away but all the wedding venues are either booked or not suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I called Restaurant Hei Loi Tang and asked whether this Mr. David still wants the venue. To my amazement, the captain told me Mr. David doesn’t want the venue anymore! So Ant and I booked this place! Our first choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to pay RM1,000 deposit when we go back during Chinese New Year. I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OUR WEDDING BANQUET VENUE: RESTAURANT HEI LOI TANG!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any comments on the food? Please let me know but a close friend of mine said this to me… anything which involves mass production wont be nice! Haha… Thanks Rudy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-117084884823602086?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/117084884823602086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=117084884823602086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117084884823602086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117084884823602086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-many-couples-getting-married-on-our.html' title='So Many Couples Getting Married On Our Date...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-117084872598195067</id><published>2007-01-20T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:45:25.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Date...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed.” - Storm Jameson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my happiest day. Ant and I are planning to get married this year. At first we have to wait until 2008 for our home to get ready but I have just received news from the Project Engineer that our home will be ready in August 2007. He bought the same phase to and he takes care of the whole development. He said he wants to move in by this year end so he will ensure that the handover will be done by July or August 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, Ant’s mum said that Ant and I can get married in Pig Year because it is auspicious to have weddings and all the good events in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I are so geared up when we heard that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Loh Tit Pat, a place where people give their Chinese birthday date, time of birth, zodiac and a lot of information to the master to calculate and come out with dates that are good for us to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It costs us RM120 for a few minutes but it is all worth spent. We woke up at 7am because we heard that Loh Tit Pat will have a lot of customers and you have to wait and line up if you are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when they opened the door at 9am, we were the first one there. We gave all our details to the lady and we thought we have to go back and come back another day to hear what the master says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our surprise, the lady asked us to wait and she scheduled us to meet the master at 9.30am because there is an empty slot. The couple behind us actually has to go back after they gave their information to the lady. They have to schedule few weeks later to meet the master as all his appointments are booked during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master is quite a young man. He is like in his early 40’s. He told us that Ant is a Golden Rooster and I am a Golden Monkey. We are both very compatible match. He said Ant is born in the middle of autumn and I am born in the middle of summer. Next year is a Fire Pig Year. So we are both lack of water element. In order to get married in a good and auspicious day, we have to get married in a period where there is a lot of water element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The period is end of the year. So the master gave us 7 dates to choose from. The dates are 27 October 2007, 11 November 2007, 21 November 2007, 5 December 2007, 1 January 2008, 19 January 2008 and 22 January 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right inside our hearts, we were so excited. We love 19 January 2008 because it is just a day after our anniversaries. Our dating anniversary and also our registration of marriage ceremony. We can always celebrate our anniversaries together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even though we want 19 January 2008, it is not up to us to decide. We still have to go back to the family temple in Ipoh to decide it for us. Let see how it goes and I will update you guys on our wedding date.&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/24706368-117084872598195067?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/117084872598195067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=117084872598195067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117084872598195067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117084872598195067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-wedding-date.html' title='Our Wedding Date...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-117084861836251884</id><published>2006-12-14T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:43:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Disgusting Attitude In A Human Being...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others and hesitate to tell the truth that is in us, and from motives of policy are silent when we should speak, the divine floods of light and life no longer flow into our souls.” - Elizabeth Cady Stanton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for not being able to pen a few of my thoughts on my blog because I was quite occupied for the past months. I actually wrote a few titles for my blog and the dates but I just couldn’t find time to sit down and keep on typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to write about fear. It is very natural that human has fear but what kinda fear is the most disgusting fear and eventually it becomes a very disgusting attitude in a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fear myself. I am afraid of spider, rat, mouse, worms, any slithering beasts like snake. The only snake that I am not afraid is the one that is attached to Ant’s anatomy. I love and adore that pet snake of his. *laugh out loud* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike… I don’t want to use the word hate… So I am using the word dislike… I dislike people for having this kinda fear. Fear to speak up. Fear to stand up and shout out loud what you believe. Fear to own up what you have said or believe. I feel that people dare to write everything on a piece of paper anonymously but when you asked them whether they are the one who pen down those words… believe me, they wont say yes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel slightly disappointed with people like that. People who have no courage to stand up and own up what they believe. In front of the peers, they dare to open their mouth and say that they wrote this and that, this and that. The peers will be like in awe of their bravery and courage but when the authority comes and asks, “Who wrote this?”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cowardice shows up immediately. Have you ever encounter this type of human being? I do… I always encounter this type of human being in my battlefield, which is my office actually. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I cannot blame anyone. It is just our human behaviour that we fear being punished for things we said. We fear that once we speak up, we will kiss our bonuses, salary and promotion goodbye. These are the main reasons why people don’t want to speak or own up what they wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I wonder what is the point the Management asked the staff to do a survey on their department when the results and the comments are given back to the Head of Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time when I am asked to do this type of survey, I am just going to write good, no comment, good, no comment… be a monotonous creep rather than swallow all the words that people pen down but never dare to own up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to say that I have more balls than many people in my office do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-117084861836251884?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/117084861836251884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=117084861836251884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117084861836251884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/117084861836251884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/most-disgusting-attitude-in-human.html' title='The Most Disgusting Attitude In A Human Being...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116667870342413073</id><published>2006-12-10T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:41:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Function As Husband And Wife...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If you can get nothing better out of the world, get a good dinner out of it, at least.” - Herman Melville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My annual dinner was held at Mandarin Oriental. Ant and I reached Selangor like 12pm – 1pm and we started to get ready for our night outing. Ant is very easy. He just needs to gel his hair and then wears the jeepa that is ironed and prepared for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a great hassle to be presentable in my annual dinner. My annual dinner theme was “The Magical World Of Bollywood.” Needless to say, we have to dress up as our Indian counterparts to the annual dinner. It was fun, you know. I really enjoyed it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an Indian Bridal Saloon for my make up, hair do and saree tying. The lady who made my face was really good. She did a very good job and Ant was delighted. He kept on look at me and the lady told Ant that he has a very beautiful wife. Ant said, “Ya, I know that.” *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so sweet for saying that. Then the lady brought me in another room for the saree tying. I wore the saree blouse and the blouse was killing me. It was tight and I was told it is supposed to be tight. So fine, as long as I can breathe, I don’t mind it is being tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore the saree blouse and the underskirt. I stood still in the room for the lady to spin me round and round to tie my saree. I must say THANKS to Pani for borrowing me the saree. It is such a beautiful saree. Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 1.5 hours, I am done and I was already late for my annual dinner. I can barely walk unless I held up the saree. It was fun. I had a nice beautiful necklace that the make-up lady borrowed me and a matching earring that she borrowed me. I put on my nose ring and also my head necklace. I looked so perfectly Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thrilled!!! My make-up is so Indianized as well. I was very delighted. The curl of the mascara. I really love it and I thanked my make-up lady for doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Mandarin Oriental on time for the photography session. Ant and I really enjoyed ourselves especially Ant when he got to see his clerk of work disguised as woman in the staff performance. Ant said that the staffs were very sporting and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a few photographs and I would like to share it with you guys. I am going to change my name to Anjali. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant looks so handsome, isn’t it? Looking at him gives me some kinda thrill and excitement that I don’t know how to describe. I love looking at him. He looks so cute and so smart in his jeepa. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanakam and nandrik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/9-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/10-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116667870342413073?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116667870342413073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116667870342413073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116667870342413073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116667870342413073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/our-first-function-as-husband-and-wife.html' title='Our First Function As Husband And Wife...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116659380475379579</id><published>2006-12-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:16:42.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend's Wedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“What are man and woman if not members of two very different and warring tribes? Yet decade after decade, century after century, they attempt in marriage to reconcile and forge a union. Why? I don't know. Biological imperative? Divine law? Or just a desire to connect to that mysterious other? In any case, it's always struck me as a hopeful thing.” - Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is finally married. Seeing her so beautiful and smile all the time, makes me feel very happy for her. Everyone wants to be married. I mean it is inside all of you. Many of us can deny the fact but deep down I think everyone wants to be married, to be loved, to be pampered, to be cherished and to be… anything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I were on leave from 8 December onwards and we went back to Ipoh to change car. Ant wanted to drive a better car. *laugh out loud* He is so notty. We went back to Ipoh and then spent some time to chit chat with his mother and sister. Then off we went to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic was wonderful and we arrived at my grandma’s place like 1pm. We went straight to Penang Island to do my saree blouse and also to buy the underskirt (to wear saree, you need an underskirt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were like lost like crazy lunatics in Penang. Yes, I am from Penang but I seriously don’t know how to go about Penang. I have no idea where is this and that places. I am so stupid. I told Ant I am so disappointed with myself. *laugh out loud* I guess the reason is because I never drive before in Penang. I started driving in Kuala Lumpur and I seriously know Kuala Lumpur better than Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to go for my friend’s wedding eve party like 9pm. We spent our time chit chat and talked to old friends. Poor Ant. He was left behind at the living room as all the girls were in the bedroom. Ant was not accepted to join the ‘chicks’. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ant is a very, very well mannered man. He really didn’t disturb us and he just sat there reading a book while the chicks talked and talked all night. We waited until my best friend went through the praying ceremony and we went back home around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to try the best char kuey teow in Bukit Mertajam and he said it tastes really different because they have a special ingredient. I don’t know how to call that special ingredient in English but it has something to do with pig. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I were so super tired and we just dropped dead at 2am. We woke up at 6.30am to go to my friend’s place again. The groom is coming to pick her up at 9.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very fun time playing the groom and his best friends. I really had fun. We went to Penang Island for the lunch reception at about 12pm and it was by the Batu Feringghi Beach. It was quite a nice concept but it was terribly hot. We were sweating while eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend likes it because it is romantic to have wedding reception near the beach. Well, okay if Malaysia has a good breezy weather. *grins* Many of the guests actually pulled the table to shady areas. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I just gobbled up whatever food available and we went to a room with air-con. We just stood there and let the air-con cooled us down. It was terribly hot, I tell you. I was so sticky and sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, it was still a beautiful concept. I am very happy for my best friend. I wish her a wonderful, beautiful and blissful marriage. May she and her husband will be happy forever and start making babies!!! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went back to Ipoh after the wedding reception at about 4.30pm. It was so tiring for both of us. Serious. I mean so tiring that Ant fell asleep without disturbing me!!! I was so surprised! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I looked so ugly that day so not much pictures to share ya. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/3-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/2-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/1-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116659380475379579?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116659380475379579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116659380475379579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116659380475379579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116659380475379579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My Best Friend&apos;s Wedding...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116546929424583038</id><published>2006-12-07T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:28:14.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Names...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“We do what we must, and call it by the best names.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might call us crazy lunatics but Ant and I started to think of baby names already. *laugh out loud* I mean it sounds crazy to me too but I think the idea of being pregnant makes me salivate. I really cannot wait to feel my tummy getting bigger and bigger and a life is prospering in it. Sigh… two more years… that’s how long I have to wait…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I decided to be unique. We don’t want our babies names to be A because he or she will have to do everything first especially injection in the school, dentist check-up in the school, and everything you can think of. So we want his or her name to be in the middle. Imagine in a big exam hall, u r the first one to be seated at the corner left or corner right. So horrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my sister took J, I cannot take J anymore. J is a very nice letter for names. Serious…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ant and I decided to name our babies with the alphabet I. *laugh out loud* I know it sounds very weird but I is a very nice alphabet. It is so difficult to find names with I, you know and that makes it very special. Ant and I are very delighted with our findings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, Mr. Leong doesn’t like common names like Ivan. He thinks Ivan is too common and he has a friend call Ivan and he associates Ivan as a weirdo. So his son cannot have the name Ivan. I was flabbergasted! What the hell this Mr. Leong wants!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a perfect name for our son and also for our daughter. If we have two sons, problem unless Mr. Leong accepts Ivan. If we have two daughters (touchwood), no problem, we have two perfect names for daughters (touchwood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum said it is ok to have names for the babies but not buying clothes for the babies. So I guess it is alright for Ant and I to start searching around for names that start with I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if u guys have any ideas, please let us know ok? Thanks in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116546929424583038?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116546929424583038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116546929424583038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116546929424583038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116546929424583038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/baby-names.html' title='Baby Names...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116546909496476431</id><published>2006-12-06T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:24:54.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Picture Of The Month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Life is like getting dropped off in the middle of the woods, and then year by year, gradually walking home.” - April Foiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, see what we got here? Picture of our new home again! I am sorry to bore you guys with this but just thought of updating the progress of the home. It is still at its plastering and roofing stage. As expected, Ant said the plastering stage will take a pretty long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure now whether our home can be completed in 8 months time. It looks so impossible. Ant and I just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called a few interior designers and they feel coming to their place now is too early. They cannot give us a quote nor tell us what is the latest design as the industry might has a new wave coming in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ant and I have to wait until like April 2007 before we can execute our plan to go around searching for an interior designer to help us to design, supervise the construction and furnish the house for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought of giving small, small packages to different contractors but who is going to supervise? Both of us don’t have the time to supervise the house completely. So the idea of interior designers design, draw, supervise and furnish the whole place for us is the best. If there is anything wrong, we can blame them. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. Pam, don’t tell your interior design friend that I said this, okay!!! It will make her panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the option now will be MOD interior design or Pam’s friend. We will see their design and choose the best out of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have any friends who are into interior designing, please let me know, okay? Trying to get more options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture of our home sweet home as at 4 December 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Seranggon1-041206plasteringandroofi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116546909496476431?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116546909496476431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116546909496476431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116546909496476431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116546909496476431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-picture-of-month.html' title='Another Picture Of The Month...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116546886555413374</id><published>2006-12-05T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:21:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Dress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Put even the plainest woman into a beautiful dress and unconsciously she will try to live up to it.” - Lady Duff-Gordon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. Here we are entering into the last chapter of 2006 but not with a sad heart. I would like the years to just go by meaningful until 2009 and then it just stop!!! *laugh out loud* This is because year 2009 will be a real beginning for Ant and I to really live together as husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wedding, I am getting ready for my best friend’s wedding. Everyone has to wear green dress and because nobody could find suitable green dress, the bride changed the colour of the dresses to be white with green accessories or shawl. It is going to be a beach wedding and the reception is at lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my wits end. I think white doesn’t really suit me and green doesn’t really suit me either. God help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ant and I ended at the same lovely shop that I love to patron. We went to S A Creation at Times Square on Sunday to search for a lovely dress for a lovely girl, ahem which is me. *blerks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We browsed around for dresses and I found out that most of the dresses there I have tried before. The sales lady was asking me which one I haven’t tried before and I burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few numbers of new arrivals but they are not green or white. I like a particular light purple colour one. Just too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried out one green colour dress. It fits perfectly but Ant doesn’t like it. He feels there is something wrong with the dress. Then when I was changing, comes a new dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is bluish green in colour. It is like a summer dress. Pastel colour with lotsa flowers. Small flowers. It looks so nice. Ant chose it for me and I just tried it on and to my amazement, I really like it a lot. It looks good on me. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chest part fits but the waist is quite loose. So the lady said she can alter for me and I can come back and collect it like 2-3 hours later. Ant and I went around and then bought a movie ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Casino Royale. How to say? This new James Bond… I found out that I quite like him even though at first I thought James Bond is supposed to be suave, gentleman, smooth looking but this Daniel Craig is so roughen, tough, not gentleman looking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought this movie is a no… no… but it is quite surprising that I began to like this new James Bond. I think he is the first James Bond that bled! I never see a James Bond fought with his fist so much and then bled. It is a good movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This James Bond is so raw with emotion. Such tender looks he gave to Vesper Lynd, the b1tch. *laugh out loud* It is a good movie and those who haven’t watch it because of the new James Bond should watch it. I mean this James Bond can die… it is not like other James Bond who cannot die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Ant and I went to buy some pretzels at Auntie Anne. We love the pretzels. Again, Ant introduced me to this fattening food and I really love it. My favourite flavour is Sour Cream and Onion while Ant loves Sour Cream and Onion too, because I always select this flavour, he likes to be adventurous and tried something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ordered De Coco, thinking that it is chocolate but it turned out to be coconut! I was laughing when I saw his expression. So cute lovely face. *gives you a big kissy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant tried Chocolate Mint and it was nice. We both love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought Auntie Anne can be so delicious… and it is especially nice when there is someone there to feed you… hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will show you guys my new dress from the pictures that I am going to take during my friend’s beach wedding okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Ant bought me a white high heels as an afterthought. Hehe… he said black heels doesn’t match the pastel coloured dress so he bought me a white heels. Very nice!!! Will show u guys ya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116546886555413374?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116546886555413374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116546886555413374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116546886555413374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116546886555413374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-new-dress.html' title='My New Dress...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116494929113494666</id><published>2006-12-01T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:01:31.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review - Only You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is like a friendship caught on fire: In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable." - Bruce Lee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching a Korean drama series. This movie is quite different from others who cry day and night. Each sentence they talked will be punctuated with tears. I hate that kind of movie. No doubt this movie has come crying but they cry romantically and nicely and it doesn’t make you feel pukey at all! *Sigh* My favourite drama of all time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is called Only You. It was aired in TV8 few months ago every Friday 8pm. I managed to catch one of the episodes and I was already going crazy at 9pm when the episode ended. I told Ant that I want this drama!!! I want to buy!!! Darling, please…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant didn’t understand. I think his testosterone doesn’t comprehend the words Korean drama series! *laugh out loud* I am gonna get slaughtered tonight. However, Ant understood my need and desire to get this movie. So I called my cousin and she got me the movie at a fantastic price!!! DVD somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all my days watching the series. There are 16 series altogether. Listening to the songs make me feel so giddy and goodness! I don’t know how to tell you but this movie is very addictive!!! I watched until 3am or 4am, you know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it came to the 3rd DVD, it was blank!!! I called my cousin and asked why!!! Why this happened to meeeeeeeeeee!!!??? She said sorry and she will get a new one for me. BUT SHE IS IN PENANG AND I AM IN SELANGOR!!! HOWWWW!!! I panicked, went to find my mum and cried. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is how important the series is to me. The last DVD, okay!!! The ending!!! So I stopped watching it and I went around searching for it. I went to VideoEzy to search for it but I cannot get hold of the movie as many people were lining up to rent the series!!! Damn!!! I was like so forlorn. I was like a lost child. A ship without an anchor. I was sooo lost and blur when I cannot watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last… recently, my auntie came from Penang and voila!!! She passed me the DVD!!! I was so grateful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started to burn midnight oil to watch this movie. I finished watching it yesterday and oh my goodness!!! A perfect ending!!! Wonderful. Encore!!! I watched until 2am and I am a bit groggy right now but it is worth it!!! It is so worth it and I am gonna watch it again and again. God!!! The lips of the actor. The eyes of the actress. Perfect match made in heaven!!! *okay, Ant is gonna kill me for sure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series is about a girl name EC. I put initial for easy reference and typing, ya. She comes from a “kais pagi makan pagi, kais petang makan petang” family, thanks to her immature dad. Her mum forces her to study but she loves cooking! So she disobeys her mum and then went to a cooking competition organized by DaeYong Group (a big, big corporation in Korea worth a lot of money!!!). The winner will obtain scholarship to study culinary in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC has a best friend called ST who is a B@$T@Rd. He loves her a lot since childhood but his love is a one way train. She doesn’t love him at all. They went to the competition together and they won (of course, la). Then they went to Italy together, much to the dismay of EC’s mum. She forbids her but when a person forbids another, the temptation is stronger, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went ahead to Italy (runaway from home) with ST and then learnt cooking there. Her spaghetti is not accepted by the people in Italy so she was quite devastated. She heard of a lady who cooks chilli spaghetti from Korea. She went and searched for the lady in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJ is the only son of the tycoon who owns DaeYong Group. He has a bossy sister, who doesn’t have a boyfriend but want to boss around people with her slimy eyes ant mouth! He is separated from his mum and he went to Italy (while studying) to search for his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mum turns out to be the lady who EC wants to search for. So they end up boarding the same tu tu train to find this lady. YJ is a very cocky young man. Eh, if anyone got his good looks, cool and cute lips, you will be cocky as well. EC tried to talk to him but he is so damn cool towards her. They didn’t know they are both looking for the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This and that happened and then they found the lady. She was in the midst of preparing her wedding (the very next day) to an Italian man. (Wow wee) She knows YJ is her son but she denied that he is her son. She has an agreement with YJ’s dad of not coming near to her children after the divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already at night. So the lady let them stay at her place. She cooked the infamous chilli spaghetti because she knows her son loves her chilli spaghetti but her son refused to eat. She taught EC how to cook and she wants her to help her to cook for her son in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJ was devastated when his mum doesn’t want to acknowledge that he is her son. He saw the mum married the Italiano the next day and his heart was broken into a few pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC was there to comfort him and put his heart back into pieces (at her place later on, hehe). EC brought him back to her little comfy (I would say TOO COMFY) room and she cooks the spaghetti for him. He tasted the spaghetti and he broke down and cried. So sweet. Those lips were like twitching so sexily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then EC feels the hurt that YJ is feeling. She sheds tears as well. Then YJ uses his cute fingers to wipe her tears away and they both KISS!!! No need to say, they end up on bed. I think it should be a very good ride because she got pregnant the very first time they make love. I said make love because they are already have feelings towards one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC wakes up the next day and I don’t know what the heck she is thinking. She went to jalan jalan to think what the heck she is doing with a stranger!!! Aiyoh sudah buat already no need to think so much la. Just wake up and do it again! She walked out to jalan jalan and they wasted 6 years okay!!! Later I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember the ST? He is a doinkoi!!! I hate him. It was EC’s birthday so it is customary for Korean people to cook seaweed soup to the birthday person. YJ woke up already and he is in the bathroom when ST comes in with the soup!!! YJ is bare-chested!!! So sexy!!! ST drops the soup and hurls himself onto YJ. He shouts and punch at YJ. He demands that EC is her girlfriend! (yah right, my ass is gold colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because of the lie he told YJ, this two lovers separated for 6 freaking years!!! YJ is hurt because he thought EC lied to him about having a boyfriend. He is already in love with her but he walks out of her life without saying anything about the misunderstanding, without knowing he is already her life when he walks out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC is devastated and she doesn’t know what happened in the room and what that stupid COW told YJ. She thought YJ is a playboy who just wanted one night with her. WRONG WRONG!!! Stupid cow!! I tell you, you will hate this stupid COW so much. Later on add another stupid COW LADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC went on to study culinary and then she found out she is pregnant with YJ’s child. So sweet!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the same time, YJ is being lectured and reprimanded by his wealthy, not so got brain father!!! He was sent to military camp as a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years pass like nobody’s business…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC now has a child, let’s call him BB and YJ comes back from his study to take over his father’s business. His father gives him a restaurant to take care and he has to make it successful to prove himself to his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor EC is working around the clock to feed her BB and also her family. She works so many odd jobs and she is like a superwoman to me. She is really great in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both meet again at a very odd circumstance and then both are so much in love with one another. There are so many obstacles for them to go through but at the end, their love triumphs over the COWS!!! It is a great series and I really recommend you guys to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great scene is when BB knows that YJ is his father, he cried and has fever. Then YJ tries to spend a lot of time with him. BB is afraid of YJ because he cannot accept the fact that YJ is his father while ST is always the one with him when he grows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJ is very very sad. Imagine your child is afraid of you and hide whenever he sees you! Somemore hug your love enemy and not you! Then one day, EC, YJ and BB go out for an outing. YJ are trying to patch his relationship with BB. That is such a tender moment. You should watch it. The moment is soooo nice. The best part is when BB went home, he asked his mum when can he see daddy again. He wants to play with daddy. EC just cry and cry and cry because she is too happy and at the same time, she wants to leave YJ already (pressured by YJ’s not so got brain but wealthy dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very good movie!!!! Cannot type anymore. So long already. You have it watch it on your own. The song is so perfect for this movie. My DVD is free for now. Who wants to watch it, let me know. I can pinjam you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116494929113494666?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116494929113494666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116494929113494666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116494929113494666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116494929113494666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie-review-only-you.html' title='Movie Review - Only You...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116494910443787626</id><published>2006-11-30T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:58:24.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bustling Bee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“He who every morning plans the transaction of the day and follows out that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through the maze of the most busy life. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidence, chaos will soon reign.” - Victor Hugo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is very packed starting today. I have so many things to do. They are all properly written down on my calendar. I am sure all of you have plan out your end of the year holiday or shopping. So fast, year 2006 is just going to fly out of our window. It seems to be a very short year for me but with a lot of memories to remember. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, 1st December 2006, I have family dinner with my grandma who comes from Penang to visit us. Sister asked me where to eat and Ant and I cracked our heads to think of a place. *Ding – Light Bulb* We got a place for everyone of us. Cheap, reasonable and taste good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, we have a management meeting. *laugh out loud* You won’t believe it if I tell you this management meeting has to do with DOTA. DOTA is a game that Ant and I love to play. There is going to be a restructuring of the Management and we are invited to join at 10.00pm. We cracked our heads again yesterday to think of the new name for the clan. Luckily we have time to do other stuff as well. *winks* *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on 2nd December, this coming Saturday, Ant and I will visit an ex-manager of mine to try out his Jeepa. Ant needs to try his Jeepa for my company’s annual dinner. My ex-manager is kind enough to loan us his Jeepa. He asked his pretty and lovely wife to cook for us as well. It is kinda embarrassing to us because we want loan their stuff and then end up eating their food as well. One thing is his wife is like heavily pregnant but still want cook for us. Appreciate it a lot, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I need to go Times Square to shop for a new dress. It is for my best friend’s wedding. Last time it was supposed to be any dress which has green shades but due to many complaints that it is hard to find green colour. So the bride changed it to be white and with green accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I go searching for a perfect white dress. Guess I will go back to S A Creation again to find my dress. I love that shop. Ant doesn’t need to buy anything. It is so easy to be a man!!! Sigh! No need make up… Just comb your ever perfect hair and then zoom… Girls sometimes have bad hair day, you know… *giggles* Ant is very, very afraid of my bad hair day… because he won’t be able to get his breakfast on time when I have my bad hair day *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, on the 8th December, I am going off to Penang for my best friend’s wedding. Taking off and also taking the opportunity to stamp the tenancy agreement for my mother in law and then fetch my grandma back to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 8th night itself, I need to go for my friend’s wedding eve party. Then Ant would like to have his fried kuey teow. It is a very famous stall in my hometown. The hawker actually fried the kuey teow using duck eggs and since Ant can eat duck already, he is so looking forward to eat the fried kuey teow. Guess what? The best thing is it is darn cheap. One plate only costs you RM1.80!!! Imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;Then I need to go to a friend’s place to see her saree. I am borrowing her yellow coloured saree and maybe some accessories to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 9th, my friend’s wedding day. We will attend her wedding lunch at Lone Pine Hotel at Batu Feringghi. After that, I have to rush to some of the shops in Penang to do my saree blouse. My friend said I can get it done like in one hour time. Thank God, she will be following me. Pani, you are a god-send! Then we will shop around for accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I have an appointment with my ex-unimates who settled down in Penang. We thought of having drinks and chit chat by the beach before Ant and I going off to Ipoh. Thank God, there is no appointment in Ipoh waiting for us. We can take our own sweet time to go back to Ipoh to visit my in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, 10th December 2006, my annual dinner at Mandarin Oriental. Ant and I will be rushing back to KL and then I have my appointment with the hairdresser and make up artist to do my hair and make up my ugly face. Then the lady will also help me to tie my saree. Thank God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 12th and 13th December, I have training at Park Royal Hotel. *I am already out of breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 15th December, I have dinner with my colleagues and their partners at Yuan Steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness… it is only half of the month and I think my salary will be gone by then. *laugh out loud* Thank God, I have access to Ant’s salary. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 16th December, my ex-colleague’s baby Christy full moon party. She is one month old and her father wants to celebrate her birth. So Ant and I will be going. Her dad wants pampers but we don’t know what brand suits her and size so we decided to give her angpow! Solve all problems. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest sister’s birthday is a day after Christmas. We are still not sure how to celebrate her birthday. Most probably we will bring her out to makan makan. She is going to be 15 this year. So young, isn’t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I can rest for a while until 31st December 2006. Ant and I will be going to Malacca for another friend’s wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!!! My schedule is all packed. Anymore activities that I left out? *laugh out loud* I am going to be damn broke this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, Ant, please take note of all the activities and date in case I forgot to tell you about them. ;P *laugh out loud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116494910443787626?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116494910443787626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116494910443787626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116494910443787626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116494910443787626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-bustling-bee.html' title='Busy Bustling Bee...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116477924215100763</id><published>2006-11-29T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T13:47:22.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Loving Husband...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"From every human being there rises a light that reaches straight to heaven. And when two souls that are destined to be together find each other, their streams of light flow together, and a single brighter light goes forth from their united being." - Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. I have been married for like 11 days. I kinda like being a married woman. Somehow I feel things changed between Ant and I. *giggling* I am not saying it is for worse. I am saying it is for the better. Ant is just very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he has been protective and loving before we are married but now after we are married, he is even more protective and loving. He gets jealous easily especially to only one person. I am just thrilled to see that in him. He always reminds me that I am Mrs. Leong by saying it umpteenth times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the feeling being married. My mother in law starts to call me often. I like it quite a lot. It feels like really in the family already. Yes, I know I am a member of the Leong family but to Chinese, getting registered is just like getting engaged. Chinese does not acknowledged getting registered as married yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when my mother in law called me, I was happy. I mean, it makes me feel like I am part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant calls me Lou Poh (means wife) all the time. Sometimes he called me and he said Lou Poh, this and that… It means so much to me. I feel like I am so belong to him. Relatives who saw our pictures complimented that our pictures look so nice. Well, there are some who complimented my ring as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Darling Lou Gong (husband) for buying me a lovely ring. I love you so much. I am excited over my new status. I like being call Mrs. Leong. Friends have started to call me that and I feel soooo super good! It is like honey flowing all over my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this will last long. Recently there are so many things happened, be it my friends or relatives. Negative things about guys, I mean. I really hope my happiness will last forever and I will live happily with Ant and our two lovely babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a wife, I promise not to get mad and throw tantrums whenever I like. I promise you, Hubby, I will be a better person. I will be a good wife. You will not regret being married to you. I will colour your life with my love and give you wonders. This I promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, when I woke up, Ant was just about to sit on the bed. He was already awake and ready to go to work. He just sat down and said I love you so much, Darling. Ant also frequently sms me with things like, “I really cannot live without you.” Sigh… I am so happy now. I am really happy and I wish people all around me will be happy as well. I love you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day we were like having a petty argument and I said, “Go away.” Guess what he replied me! He replied me in three sentences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How can I go away when we have promise a lifetime together.&lt;br /&gt;2. How can I go away when we have promise for better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;3. How can I go away when we have promise to be together till death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I love this man so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116477924215100763?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116477924215100763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116477924215100763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116477924215100763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116477924215100763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-loving-husband.html' title='My Loving Husband...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116426059515037668</id><published>2006-11-18T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T13:43:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Second Happiest Day On Earth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Intimacy is what makes a marriage, not a ceremony, not a piece of paper from the state.” - Kathleen Norris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first happiest day on earth was when I met Ant. It was like hearing the birds chirping happily around me and I can hear the bells clanging from a distance. Today is my second happiest day on earth. Today I am getting married. Today is one of the biggest days in my life. Today is a moment Ant and I will cherish forever in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot believe it that we are getting married. It was just like yesterday we just get to know each other and today we are getting married!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up very early in the morning. I woke up at 6.30am and then I went to bath and get ready for my friend to come over and make me look slightly pleasant looking. Maklumlah I am not a very pretty sight to look at…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Yee, my favourite make up artist did a very good job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Thean Hou Gong Temple at about 8.30am and once we reached there, we went to the Registrar Office to certify our birth certificates and also our identification cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was the flower shop. Gosh! I love my flowers. It has one dozen of lipstick roses and they are pinkish. So lovely… wrapped in green papers and filled with baby breaths… the lady wrapped it around with lotsa laces and ribbons… and to my amazement, the ribbons are purple!!! They matched my dress!!! I asked her how come she knows I am going to wear purple. She points to her head and smiles… wow! I love her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the registration office and certify the witnesses’ identification cards. We have to wait for our turn and we are number 6! It is a coincidence that our registrar was the same registrar that my brother and sister in law has for their registration on 1st July 2006. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceed to take pictures. We took about 300+ pictures and a video! Thanks to my brother in law, I have many good pictures to boast about and thanks to my sister in law that I have a nice video to boast about. Thanks also to my father in law for having such a professional camera (Nikon SLR) for us to take our pictures!!! I wanna say thank you very much to all that helped to make our registration successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went very smoothly and I am a very happily married woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for lunch at Puchong and the dishes were great! I am glad that my sister in law recommended this place to us. It isn’t that costly and the food was good. Everyone complimented on the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 4.30pm, my family in law went back to Ipoh and my auntie and my cutie cousins went back to Ampang, Ant and I have the whole world to ourselves. Poor Darling that he was so tired that he just zonked out. So cute. Can’t help teasing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on look at my ring and I am very happy! I am Mrs. Leong!!! Please call me Mrs. Leong! I love the name Mrs. Leong!!! Oh Mrs. Leong!!!&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of our day, watching our rings and calling each other Mr. and Mrs. Leong. I am so happy. I know I said it many times, but I cannot help it! I am really so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the Chinese wedding ceremony to come so that I can have baby. I guess my 3rd happiest day on earth is when we get the keys of our new home, 4th happiest day on earth will be our wedding day and 5th happiest day on earth will be when I got to know I am pregnant and 6th happiest day on earth is when my baby is born. Gosh!!! I cannot wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who interested to view my pictures please let me know. Then I can send you the link, okay? Thanks!!!! Just wanna share our happiness with you guys…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116426059515037668?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116426059515037668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116426059515037668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116426059515037668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116426059515037668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-second-happiest-day-on-earth.html' title='Our Second Happiest Day On Earth...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116425956618707365</id><published>2006-11-17T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T13:26:06.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet The Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I think people that have a brother or sister don't realize how lucky they are. Sure, they fight a lot, but to know that there's always somebody there, somebody that's family.” - Trey Parker and Matt Stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very busy preparing for my registration which is going to be tomorrow. I am so anxious and also excited. I woke up very early like 7.30am in the morning and then I brushed my teeth and went to Ant’s place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I went to Ant’s place so early in the morning because I want to be a good daughter in law. I went to Ant’s place to clean up his place. It is a very big place to clean you know and if I am not mistaken they didn’t clean the place for dinosaur ages!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is filled with dust and a lot of dirty things. Ant should be beaten for being a very bad boy because he didn’t clean up his own mess! The parquets were all ruined and came off the floor. I wiped each of the tiles with a wet cloth and rearrange them properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I was very tired. I am very happy because Ant helped me to clean the place. He helped me to clean the bathroom. After the job is done, I feel very satisfied with myself because I did quite a good job. The whole place is so clean!!! If I would want to exaggerate it, I barely recognized the place!!!! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am also happy that Uncle (my father in law) can sleep properly at night without the dust and also Ant will be healthier staying in a clean environment. I am very proud of myself. Guess I would need to maintain it week by week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up Ant’s place, I went for my manicure at Salun Kuku Nails Extreme. It was quite a nice experience. Ant was waiting there with me and I can see him nearly fell asleep! He looked so cute and that man is gonna be mine in like a few hours!!! I was so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady painted my nails with pearly pink and I really like the colour. It looks nice and not too dark. The lady told me brides-to-be nowadays like pale and transparent colour so that they look more natural. I really like the colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant paid RM28 to the lady and off we went to Ipoh to pick my mother in law. *giggles* We are good little boy and girl, you know. We reached Ipoh around 3pm and then we reached KL around 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back home, I rushed to get ready for the dinner. It is a big day for Ant and I because our families are going to meet up for the first time. I tell you… I rephrase… I cannot tell you how I felt because I really don’t know how… I really feel so scare and so excited at the same time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know my family history and I was slightly afraid… Thank God the dinner went very smoothly. There are 12 of us. Brother cannot make it because he is working. My mum likes Ant’s family because they are very friendly and Ant’s mum said that my mum is pretty and I look like my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So conclusion, I am pretty as well. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy everything went smoothly. Ant’s family came and visited my mum at my place. They sat and chit chat for a while and then off we went to get some sleep for the BIG EVENT the next day!!! Our registration!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I can sleep… Me so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116425956618707365?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116425956618707365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116425956618707365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116425956618707365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116425956618707365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/meet-family.html' title='Meet The Family...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116339587956276091</id><published>2006-11-13T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:31:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Proposed!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“It may be risky to marry for love, but it's so honest that the Lord just has to smile on it.” - Josh Billings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Ant proposed to me yesterday at 5.05pm!!! *laugh out loud* Well it might sound a little weird to you guys as we have purchased everything and it is like 5 more days to go but the memory of it still precious to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember 12 November 2006 5.05pm very, very much. We went shopping for Ant’s shirt and slack. Can you imagine his shirt is RM149 and his slack is RM139? I mean if you want to compare, his clothes is more expensive than my dress! My dress is only RM209.90 but if you want to include my shoes, my shawl, my nude bra, my accessories, my facial and my manicure, then I better shut my mouth. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back home and Ant started to try on his new clothes together with tie and also blazer. I was busy reading emails and browsing Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he came over to the computer and clicked on WinAmp for music. I was very curious. Then he held my hand and asked me to stand up. I told him in the car when we were driving home that I want to see him in that slack and shirt with the tie and coat and I wanted him to strip until the only thing remain is his tie and slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so damn sexy in the fitting room with only his slack on so I wanted that in the room. I thought he wanted to tease me when we were back home. I told him no… I don’t want to stand up cause you are going to do naughty things and he said please…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine!!! I stood up and he hugged me. Fine! Then he started to kiss me! Fine… mind you, it was a long lingering kiss!!! Then he took out the ring box and then he took out the ring and my eyes were like going to pop out!!! I was shocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on bended knees, (I repeat ON BENDED KNEE), he asked me the most important question in my entire life!!! He slipped the diamond ring on my finger and Ant said, “Angie SSH, will you marry me!!!???”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly me, I started to cry. I cried and cried and I was too happy to say yes! *laugh out loud* I kissed him and I told him how much I love him. I asked him where is my flowers and he said he is broke because of the expenses and he asked me again, “Will you marry me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said YES!!! Whether he has the flower or not… I don’t care!!! I said YES! YES! YES!!! Ant wiped my tears away and we just stood there and hugged each other tightly. Well we cannot do anything because I am on RED FLAG! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet. It is a memory that I will never forget. I love him so much that I don’t know what to do if I didn’t meet him. I never regret the day I met him. I must have done something good in my previous life to deserve Ant. I love him!!! I just love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share my happiness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant cut his hair and he looks so cute and adorable… The image of him in the slack without shirt still lingers in my mind… damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I won’t be updating my blog. I will update with pictures of my registration on Sunday or Monday, ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116339587956276091?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116339587956276091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116339587956276091' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116339587956276091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116339587956276091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-proposed.html' title='He Proposed!!!...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116296347620792948</id><published>2006-11-08T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:24:36.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastering Stage...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Life's a voyage that's homeward bound.” - Herman Melville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture shows our home as at 2 November 2006. It is almost complete now. The remaining thing is the plastering and the infrastructure works. The plastering work is the most important and tedious as what Ant said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plastering works are not done well, i.e. the walls are not smooth, the developer will ask the contractors to do it again and again. So that’s the reason why it is tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infrastructure works including the road and drainage, sewerage, street lighting, telephone and electrical cables and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh cannot wait... cannot wait... *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a picture…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Serangoon1-021106plasteringandroofi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24706368-116296347620792948?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116296347620792948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116296347620792948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116296347620792948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116296347620792948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/plastering-stage.html' title='Plastering Stage...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116296291334119454</id><published>2006-11-07T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:15:13.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Take My Eyes Off You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“May the gods grant you all things which your heart desires, and may they give you a husband and a home and gracious concord, for there is nothing greater and better than this -when a husband and wife keep a household in oneness of mind, a great woe to their enemies and joy to their friends, and win high renown.” - Homer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I remember this song… and I just feel like dedicating this song to the love of my life. Darling, this song is for you… I just want you to know you are my everything and there is 11 more days to go before you are mine for eternity… Love you so much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Take My Eyes Off You Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;by Frankie Valli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;You'd be like Heaven to touch.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you so much.&lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the way that I stare.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to compare.&lt;br /&gt;The sight of you leaves me weak.&lt;br /&gt;There are no words left to speak,&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel like I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know that it's real.&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;And if it's quite alright,&lt;br /&gt;I need you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;To warm a lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me when I say:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't bring me down, I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay&lt;br /&gt;And let me love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Let me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;You'd be like Heaven to touch.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you so much.&lt;br /&gt;At long last love has arrived&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;You're just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;And if it's quite alright,I need you, baby,&lt;br /&gt;To warm a lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me when I say:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't bring me down, I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116296291334119454?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116296291334119454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116296291334119454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116296291334119454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116296291334119454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/11/cant-take-my-eyes-off-you.html' title='Can&apos;t Take My Eyes Off You...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116244789759493527</id><published>2006-10-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:11:37.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Go Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.” - George Moore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where am I now? I am on the bus to Johor Bahru for a week for an audit assignment. I am so sad. My heart felt like a rock!!! Ant was outside the bus looking at me. I am so crestfallen to be separated with Ant for such a freaking long time. I cried and cried non stop when I was going up the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn’t hug each other goodbye as there were many people around. We couldn’t kiss each other goodbye as there were many people around. Ant just managed to give me a peck on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cried non stop. When the bus was moving away, I seriously needed a tissue to wipe away all my tears. The bus was waiting for its turn to turn left and I saw Ant trying to cross the road. He recognized my bus and he kept on search for me. I saw him tilting his head looking for me and I stood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes were just locked into each other for the briefest moment and the bus just moved away. I started to cry again like a mad woman. Then Ant sms-ed me and told me that he saw me. I sms-ed him and I said I saw him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! It is so hard to be separated away from someone you love so much. I just couldn’t take it. I couldn’t sleep at night. I need to smell Ant’s t shirt in order to sleep. Thank God I brought his shirt along. I always like to search for his sleeves because the ketiak place is where all his wonderful smell located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. The smell of his ketiak only gives me pleasure. I love it so much and I miss him more and more everyday. I tell you, the smell of his shirt and sleeves keep me alive when I am in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still here in JB. How I hate JB. I don’t like JB. I don’t like being along in JB. I miss my pillow, my bed, my bolster, my darling hubby. I miss everything. I miss the tree in front of my house. I miss the road in front of my house. I miss the kekwa tree growing healthy in my darling hubby’s house (they never care about that kekwa looking plant. It was a small plant and they never bother to cut the grass and the kekwa looking plant is now taller than me and Ant already. Like going to reach the 2nd floor!) Oh God, I miss everything in Selangor and KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my ring. I miss my darling’s ring. I miss my beautiful gown. I feel like crying all the time. I wanna to go home!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Wanna Go Home&lt;br /&gt;By: Michael Buble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Is come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine baby, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I've got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;It's like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;Come along with me&lt;br /&gt;But this was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;And even Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I've had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all right&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back home&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116244789759493527?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116244789759493527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116244789759493527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244789759493527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244789759493527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wanna-go-home.html' title='I Wanna Go Home...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116244743933013809</id><published>2006-10-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T13:41:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! Our Lovely Rings... (Updated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Before a diamond shows its brilliancy and prismatic colors it has to stand a good deal of cutting and smoothing.” - Author Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to One Utama today to collect our rings. Our rings were ready one week ago and we didn’t manage to go to One Utama to fast because we wanted to shop for our clothes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both very excited to see the rings and how they become. We went to Selberan first and wow!!! They gave Ant a very nice box to fit in the ring! Ant loves his ring so much!!! I love it very much too. It is so him and his ring has a small Belgium cut diamond as well. We paid for it and we went to Clarity by Wah Chan for my ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart went pop pop pop when I stepped in the shop. The salesman brought out my ring and sad to say the box that they provided me does not match the box provided by Selberan. It is not up to the standard at all. Guess what is the colour of the box… Chocolate in colour. Mind you it is not gold. Chocolate. Yucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless we were both very happy and went home to show my family members. They like the rings too. I am so excited for the big day to come!!! Can’t wait for it to come. It is like 3 more weeks to gooooo and I am going to be MRS. LEONG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be Mrs. Leong is my dream when I set my eyes on Ant. To be Mrs. Leong is what I always hope and wish for when I first met Ant. Thanks to the Heaven above that my wish and dream come true. Ant must have done something good in his previous life to be able to be with me. *giggles cunningly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys so much!!!! Just want to share my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hip Hurray!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures of our rings…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116244743933013809?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116244743933013809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116244743933013809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244743933013809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244743933013809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-our-lovely-rings-updated.html' title='Oh! Our Lovely Rings... (Updated)'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116244731799353776</id><published>2006-10-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:24:48.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch At Pam's Home Sweet Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a pauper.” - Adelle Davis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Pam invited Ant and I to her place for lunch today. She is so sweet isn’t it? I always said that a guy who is going to be Pam’s hubby will be the luckiest man on earth for Pam is nice, friendly, has a great heart, wonderful person, cheerful and horny? Hey did I say that out loud??? Oppsss…!!! Haha… joking!!! She is also a GOOD COOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam invited us so that we can try on her new recipe. She cooked angel pasta and the sauce is actually made of cream of mushroom and chunks of tuna. It tasted so good that Ant and I actually wiped her whole kitchen clean!!!! Poor her brother who doesn’t get to eat any later on. *laughing out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love her food so much. She also fried some rice and it tasted soooooo delicious!!! Yummy! I should say DOUBLE YUMMIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I indulged in a game or two with Pam’s brother and his friend. A game of mahjong!!! It was quite a fun game because I was in a winning streak!!! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don’t really know how to play mahjong very well and Pam’s brother and friend moved very fast. I was quite scared at first for I was worried that I will be a slow player and caused everyone to be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam’s brother and his friend are very nice friendly guys. It is great to know you guys, ya! See you guys in Pizza Uno soon. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was a great afternoon that day. A day with great food and great entertainment. Nice to meet u, Shawn and Heng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116244731799353776?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116244731799353776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116244731799353776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244731799353776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244731799353776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/lunch-at-pams-home-sweet-home.html' title='Lunch At Pam&apos;s Home Sweet Home...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116244679140375996</id><published>2006-10-24T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T13:19:08.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree... (Updated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“George Washington had a vision for this country. Was it three days of uninterrupted shopping?” - Jeff Melvoin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to Times Square during Hari Raya Puasa to shop for our registration. I have a list of things to buy and very excited to try on all the gowns display in S A Creation. I love this shop very much. So far, I have only 2 dresses from this shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a lot of the gowns and some of them I like and some of them Ant likes. So at the end, after I have tried everything and almost giving up, we found a dress that we both like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a purple colour dress. It is not low cut and it looks very elegant, according to Ant. Ant loves it a lot. He likes the way the dress flows down to my legs. I have doubts that the dress looks good on me but Ant convinced me that I look great. I agreed to buy it and I got myself a matching shawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to search around for shoes. At the end, we purchased a pair of matching shoes. It looks great with a dangling diamond in the middle of the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need a new bra. So I went to SaSa to get a nude bra. It is highly recommended by the girls in the forum. It is made of silicone and it has just two cups to cup my assets. It doesn’t have any shoulder straps or back straps. Just two cups that stick to my assets. Cute isn’t it? Ant couldn’t get his eyes away from the two cups and he tried to play with it as well. Isn’t he a naughty boy? My favourite naughty boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing left is my accessories. I have accessories in purple colour but Ant felt that the accessories don’t match my dress and he wanted me to have a brand new one. We were unable to get something nice to match the dress. So we will leave that later on. We think accessories are easier to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for my clothes. Now we have to wait for Ant’s brother to ‘loan’ us his coat. Once I see the coat, then we will shop for Ant’s slack. We just want to make sure that the slack matches with the coat. Ant will wear his purple shirt and a matching tie on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we are so ready for the big day to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results of our shopping spree…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/PB080124.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/PB080150.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116244679140375996?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116244679140375996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116244679140375996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244679140375996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116244679140375996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-spree-updated.html' title='Shopping Spree... (Updated)'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116115394914231440</id><published>2006-10-18T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:45:49.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversaries...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I love being married. It's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.” - Rita Rudner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that quote. Sounds so cheeky and I think cheekiness suits me a lot. Yes, I do want to annoy Ant the rest of my life. Annoy him endlessly until he is madly in love with me, deeper and deeper and deeper and make him laugh endlessly with my cheekiness. *love you so much, Ant* Somehow, I know Ant loves me to annoy him endlessly. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our 1 year and 1 month anniversary. Time flies, isn’t it? *smiles* This morning, I sms-ed Ant to wish him Happy Anniversary and tell him how much I love him and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote this back to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Happy 1 year 1 month anniversary, Darling. I always thought I knew love but I guess I was wrong. In truth, I only knew love when I first laid my eyes on you, my one true love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness. That was sooooo touching and beautifully written!!! I so like the sound of it!!! Sigh… Ant always has a way of touching my heart and makes me smitten with him. He is so cute and so lovable and so charming that I love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I love you sooooo much!!! You are so the love of my life. I thought I knew love too but I guess the love I knew was not the true love. I only know what’s true love when I met you, when you come into my life and take my breath away, sweep my feet away with your heart throbbing, suave and turn-me-on style, looks and manners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I know you, I never done any craziest things in my life but when I met you, you made me do craziest things and it just proves how much you meant to me. You mean everything to me. You are my everything. I told you before my world revolve around you and you replied that I am your world. You know how much that sentence touches me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, no matter what happens, I will always love you and I know you always love me too. We can survive any hardship for our love is so true and so strong that nobody or nothing can tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU ARE MY WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all alone&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in a world of strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No one to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On my own, I was lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You suddenly appeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was cloudy before but now it's for clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You took away the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You took away the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You brought me back to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You make me shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or more like the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That twinkle at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are the moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That glows in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're my daytime my night time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wake up everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With this smile upon my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No more tears, no more pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Cause you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You help me understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That love is the answer to all that I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I'm a better woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You taught me by sharing your live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You gave me strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I wasn't strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You gave me hope when all hope is lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You opened my eyes when I couldn't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love was always here waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you, how I feel inside,&lt;br /&gt;Would you understand the love I'm feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Would you run away and hide?&lt;br /&gt;I do, love you,&lt;br /&gt;And I always will,&lt;br /&gt;Love's not a word I've often spoken,&lt;br /&gt;You make my restless heart stand still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my world, my newborn soul,&lt;br /&gt;Here is my heart for you to hold,&lt;br /&gt;You're every dream of love come true,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everything I'll ever need is you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I will . . . ) I will . . . ( love you . . . ) love you . . .&lt;br /&gt;( like no one before . . . )&lt;br /&gt;An' should you ever ask how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I couldn't love you more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're my world, my newborn soul,&lt;br /&gt;Here is my heart for you to hold,&lt;br /&gt;You're every dream of love come true,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everything I'll ever need is you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You're every dream of love come true . . . )&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everything I'll ever need is you!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116115394914231440?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116115394914231440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116115394914231440' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116115394914231440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116115394914231440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/anniversaries.html' title='Anniversaries...!'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116097555786382817</id><published>2006-10-14T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:12:37.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Nest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A home is not a mere transient shelter: its essence lies in the personalities of the people who live in it.” - H. L. Mencken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to visit our home on Saturday to see the progress of the house. We were both so excited over the place. We started to browse interior designers for their opinions and advices. Furthermore, the quotation and drawing of the place are given free to the customers. They even give 2 free 3D effect drawings of any place in your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us are busy saving money right now. We want to have a perfect and comfortable home. We want to maximize and utilize the space as much as possible and live comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe both of us will skip honeymoon and invest the money budgeted for the honeymoon to the house. We both feel that we can go honeymoon anytime we want. We can save money and go for a better honeymoon after the house is properly done up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also very willing to sacrifice a little here and there for the wedding. Both of us feel that the end result of the wedding is both of us being together. No matter how grand or not grand the wedding is, we are going to end up being together forever and lovingly. So why want to spend so much on the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just want to spend whatever necessary and then the remaining balance of the money is to be dumped into the interior décor of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now… save save save!!! Eat grass and save save save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the latest update of our home… Brickwork and roofing are in progress. The picture was taken on 4 October 2006. The bank has drawdown for the another 15% of the progress billing. So far we have paid 35% of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest new: We might be getting the house in August 2007 instead of February 2008. The project engineer who is in charge said that the progress has been quite fast that he has to slow the contractor down. I am so happy!!! Ant and I are so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love nest!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Seranggon1-041006brickworkandroofin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116097555786382817?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116097555786382817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116097555786382817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116097555786382817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116097555786382817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-nest.html' title='Love Nest...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-116097544085120140</id><published>2006-10-05T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:10:40.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaty House...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” - J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I were wondering around one night and we didn’t know where to take our dinner. Then Ant said, “Hey, my brother said Meaty House is not bad. Why don’t we go there?” I was a little skeptical because the place is a bit weirdly decorated. I mean if you pass by the shop, you wouldn’t notice it or you would walk in to have your dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ant and I walked in the place and there were like only 1 couple having dinner there. I was like aiyoo… sure nice boh… then the Manager of the place came with the menu and asked us whether we are first timers. Ant said yes! Laugh out loud! Dammit, it is so obvious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Pam told me before that this place rocks. So the Manager introduced us three dishes. Well, I looked at Ant funnily because all the three dishes are the most expensive dishes in the menu. Ant kept on chatting with the Manager and then he decided to order two dishes out of the three expensive dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Manager walked away, I told Ant why he ordered expensive dishes and he didn’t need to listen to the Manager’s introduction on the dishes. Ant said never mind. Just give it a try and if it is bad, we will not come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine with me. The first dish was 5 sausages. They were all porky. What do you expect? Meaty house! The 5 sausages have different flavours. One is with cheese and the other 4, I cannot remember but I remember the taste! Fantastic!!! You know when Ant cut the sausages and put it inside my mouth, my eyes terbeliak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tasted so good!!! The pickles came with the dish were so mouth watering. It was like you take a lot of meat and then they give you pickles to refresh yourself and make the whole dish doesn’t look heavy. It was good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the sausages so much. The price of the 5 sausages is about RM25. Yes, it is quite expensive if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next dish is called German Knuckle. It is actually pork knuckle that is being fried. They used German spices to marinate the knuckle before frying it. My God!!! So nice!!! This dish is about RM29. It was sooooo good!!! My eyes terbeliak again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the Manager is honest about his establishment. They actually made their own mustard and it tastes real good. Ant loves it. We love the place even though the decoration doesn’t fit the taste of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Manager told us that they rear the pigs themselves and process them in their factory. They have ham, sausages and a lot of meat product. They even sell the product in the supermarket and hypermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try if you go to Taipan USJ. Fantastic food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-116097544085120140?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/116097544085120140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=116097544085120140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116097544085120140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/116097544085120140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/meaty-house.html' title='Meaty House...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115993931652411532</id><published>2006-10-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T13:25:07.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Rings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Though I am grateful for the blessings of wealth, it hasn't changed who I am. My feet are still on the ground. I'm just wearing better shoes.” - Oprah Winfrey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to One Utama today to get ourselves our wedding rings. As you guys know we have been scouting around for a pair and we finally settled down with this one pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant got his ring from Selberan Jewellery. His is about 7.5g, which is quite heavy for a ring. Normal ring doesn’t have this weight. His ring has one diamond embedded and he likes the style of the ring very much. It is 18k white gold and has to be custom made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saleslady called Ant that day to tell Ant how much is the ring that he asked for quotation. So Ant told me it is RM1,300. I said it is quite a reasonable price. Let’s go and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to pay for the ring, the saleslady said RM1,800. I said I thought it was RM1,300. The lady said oh no… I told Mr. Anthony that the ring costs RM1,800. Mr Darling hubby said opppsss! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well never mind. We just paid for it. Ant’s ring can be collected in 2 – 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next!!! My ring!!! We didn’t go back to DeGem as they do not have the diamond that I want. I want to have a diamond which has excellent proportion, excellent symmetry and excellent polish. DeGem doesn’t have it unless I go for Lazare. (cut throat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Clarity which is part of Wah Chan and I got my ring here. I called up the saleslady earlier to confirm that they have such stock in their store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I were contemplating which stone should we buy for my ring. At last we go for a 0.34 carat, F colour and VS2 diamond. We go for a VS2 diamond instead of VSS1 or VSS1 because the imperfections will not be visible under naked eye. It can only be seen with magnification. Based on the grading report, the inclusion in the diamond we chosen is very very minimal. Just one dot in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cut of my diamond is round brilliant, which means round shape and the most popular cut. My diamond is also an ideal cut diamond which means you can see the hearts and arrow effect on the diamond. You can actually see 8 hearts on top and at the back of the diamond 8 arrows. Very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is graded by International Gemmological Institute (IGI) in Antwerp, Belgium. I was given the certificate of my diamond and I checked the laserscribe to ensure that it is the right diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some pictures to show you guys to understand diamond better. I am showing you guys a sample of how the IGI’s diamond grading report looks like. I didn’t take any photographs of mine, so I browsed the Internet and managed to find one for your viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diamond and its casing (ring) cost RM3,030. As we are using cash to pay for the diamond ring, I asked the saleslady to give me an additional 1.5% discount. Usually the banks will charge them 1.5% sales tax whenever customer charged their purchases using their credit card. So the shops have to bear the 1.5%. I asked her to minus that for me. *laugh out loud* She did! Good for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ring can be collected in 1 week time but we thought of collecting them both together at the same time. We don’t have to go two trips to get two rings. My casing is same as Tiffany design. It has 6 prongs. The prongs are quite thick and I don’t really like it. So we added another RM50 for the mould master to make the prongs to its finest thickness. Then we can see more of the diamond and less of the prongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we settled the ring hunting. Now its dress and shirt hunting time!!! I will show you guys how the rings look like when we collect them alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/hearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/arrows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/weight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/shapes-of-diamonds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/parts-of-diamond.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Diamond-Report-H500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115993931652411532?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115993931652411532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115993931652411532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115993931652411532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115993931652411532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/10/our-wedding-rings.html' title='Our Wedding Rings...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115933411305175774</id><published>2006-09-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:15:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Registration Of Marriage...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A good marriage is one which allows for change and growth in the individuals and in the way they express their love.” - Pearl Buck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All married couples should learn the art of battle as they should learn the art of making love. Good battle is objective and honest - never vicious or cruel. Good battle is healthy and constructive, and brings to a marriage the principle of equal partnership.” - Ann Landers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A great marriage is not when the 'perfect couple' comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences.” - Dave Meurer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is quite special because today, Ant and I took half day leave and went to Thean Hou Gong Temple to submit our application form for our marriage registration. We have already chosen a date and it is approved by the management of the registrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date of the registration of marriage will be on 18 November 2006 at 9.30am. The Chinese date of this 18 November 2006 is the 9th month and 28 day. The numbers are quite auspicious. In Chinese, 18 November is written as 1118 and we are ordering 8 dishes for our after registration lunch. So my mum said it will be 11188. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese calendar date is also quite auspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we settled the application form, we went to the sole florist in the Thean Hou Gong Temple to book our flower. I chose 1 dozen of lipstick roses with baby breath and tea leaves. It will come with laces and ribbons. It will be beautiful and a lovely sight to feast upon!!! Oh I just can’t wait for the day to come for me to be Mrs. Leong!!! I am so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The florist is so nice. Her name is Irene and she said if my dress doesn’t suit with the colour of the flower, I just need to call her up and she will change the colour of the roses to match my dress! She is simply amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out she does car decoration, hall decoration, hand bouquet for wedding day and also corsages!!! Yes! The price she charges is cheaper than market rate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant is going to be hubby!!! If I am this excited over the registration, I guess when my wedding day in 2008, my heart will jump out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have booked a table for 14 to dine at Tai Thong Imperial China Restaurant for our lunch. We hope the family would be able to sit down and get to know each other better. This is our wish and we hope we would be able to realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, family is very important. I just hope my family and Ant’s family would be able to click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things that we have to do before 18 November. We have to get our rings ready. We are going to exchange our rings on that day itself. So once I buy the ring, I will keep it and I will not wear it until my registration day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is my dress and Ant’s shirt and slack. We have to buy a new suit for this husband of mine. He doesn’t have a good slack and also a good white shirt. I am not sure what colour of shirt I want him to wear. I have a slight idea of what colour my dress is going to be. I am opting for champagne or peach colour dress. If I am able to get this colour, Ant will most probably wear a similar shade or maybe white or maybe a lighter shade of pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think Ant needs to wear a coat or blazer. Just casually formal should be good enough. *smiles proudly at my Darling lou gong*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else? Date is ready, flower is booked, rings, dress, shirt and slack are on the way, lunch is set, dishes is selected… what else do I need to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited!! It is like 1 month plus to go before I am Mrs. Leong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this at one website. Very meaningful….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage Lesson Number 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t yell at your love ones…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the distance between two hearts is close, no matter how ‘small’ the voice is, both can listen well and when you yell to the other, it means that the distance between both of your heart is very far that you need to yell at him/her so that he/her can listen to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy: Mr. Windyap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115933411305175774?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115933411305175774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115933411305175774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115933411305175774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115933411305175774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/registration-of-marriage_25.html' title='Registration Of Marriage...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115873105363916733</id><published>2006-09-18T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:44:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our One Year Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Mom always tells me to celebrate everyone's uniqueness. I like the way that sounds.” - Hilary Duff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant stayed overnight at my place on the 17 September 2006. We were both very happy because tomorrow is going to be our one year anniversary. I mean we both never thought we would come this far. Ant and I met at a very weird way and to last this long, it is simply amazing and it is a miracle we both treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 9.00am. Ant woke me up because he was very excited to open a new joint account under both of our names. We actually surveyed a few banks and we found out that EON Bank actually gives the highest interest rate out of a few banks we surveyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Bank only gives 0.2% (for savings up to RM5,000), HSBC also gives 0.20% (for savings up to RM5,000) and etc. We didn’t bother to survey Maybank because the service that Maybank gives suck big time! So we ended up having one joint account in EON Bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We obtained home loan from EON Bank and then Ant has a saving account in EON. I had a share financing account with EON before and a savings account as well. Ant has a credit card from EON Bank as well. So in total we have 5 products from EON. Guess what they rewarded us with? A cute little cash cow. It is actually some sort of coin box!!! Ant and I can save more money now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can put our picture on the tummy of the cow. I spent about a few minutes to cut our favourite picture out and stick it on the cow. I put in RM1.40 as the first deposit!!! I was thinking if Ant and I put in RM1.00 per day each, we would have RM60 a month. That’s another unconscious way of saving isn’t it? This RM60 will be in addition to the monthly amount that we committed ourselves to deposit in every month!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very proud of myself!!! And also Ant of course. We budgeted that we need about RM70,000 for our wedding and also our house. A very big portion of it goes to our house. We actually want to save for our baby as well. We estimated that baby needs about RM10,000 (delivery, clothes, initial stock of milk, good food for the mummy dearest and etc). We think and think and we finally concluded that we still can save when I am pregnant. I mean we have 9 months to go before the baby pops out. So we can save about that sum before I give birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Renaissance Hotel for our buffet lunch. Oh I love the variety so much!!! I had 13 oysters, 8 mussels and 10 prawns. I had a lot of oysters and I actually regret that I didn’t take more! I love oysters so much. Ant had 8 oysters. We were both very horny after that due to the effect of oysters. *laugh out loud* I am just joking. Don’t take me seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant had different types of pastries and chocolate and he whammed a lot of sashimi into his tummy. Oh he loves wasabi so much. His plate was full of the green green stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main course was great too. We had quite a lot of lamb steak and salmon steak. It was a lovely place to go. The place was actually full. The waiter called me up at about 9.15am to confirm whether we were going or not because the booking is full. Luckily I made the reservation few weeks ago. I think almost 3 weeks ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can back (unable to walk) and we stopped by at the electrical shops in Taipan. We went to 4 shops to survey for the prices of electrical goods. Gosh… just for a few big items that we need in our new home roughly cost us about RM17k. Crazy!!! One fridge itself cost about RM4,800!!! *sigh* I have to eat grass in order to save money. I am planning to eat grass anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back home after the survey at about 5pm and we slept for a while. We went to gym at about 7pm and came back home at about 9pm. We rushed to Baskin Robbins and had our favourite ice-cream. We had 3 scoops of ice-creams. Yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I enjoyed ourselves very much and we were not sad that the day ended because we know we will have many more anniversaries and happy days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, Darling. I love you so much with all my heart. I wish we will have many of these anniversaries to come and we will celebrate all these anniversaries with our kids and also grandchildren. I want to spend my golden years in your arms, sitting on a swing in front of our porch with you, hand in hand, waving to our kids and grandchildren who come back home to visit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to grow old with you, Darling. *smiles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115873105363916733?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115873105363916733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115873105363916733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115873105363916733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115873105363916733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-one-year-anniversary.html' title='Our One Year Anniversary...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115873098874381710</id><published>2006-09-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:03:26.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Know Why Bakery Can Earn Money...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Marriage is the alliance of two people, one of whom never remembers birthdays and the other never forgets them.” - Ogden Nash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Darling’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Ant Darling!!! I love you so much with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, I baked a cake for Ant for his birthday. The process took me 5 hours from 7.30pm to 12.30pm. *laugh out loud* It was very hilarious. The measurement written in the book is in cups while the measurement of the ingredients that I bought is in kg. I had quite a tough time to convert them into oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake has a lot to improve on. Ant said the cake is nice to eat. I admit the cake is quite nice but the problem is… it is not fluffy enough. I am determined to improve the cake that I am baking. Since I have balance of the ingredient, I will try to bake it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to bake a cake but I am determined to try again! Darling, you just sit back and relax for my new improved cake is coming your way! I did not say my cake is a failure. It just didn’t come out as I expected it to be but it still tastes good! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope Ant is happy during his birthday. I sang birthday song for him to wake him up. He talked gibberish when I woke him up but able to ask for a birthday kiss. *love you, my naughty Darling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I wish you Happy Birthday. I love you so much. I never love anyone as much as I love you. You are the only one in my life that able to make me happy and at the same time, make me mad. *giggles* I never have anything so precious before until I met you. You are like a light, beacon me to the right path and the right way of loving. I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if I am sometimes crazy and doubted your love towards me. You are my source of inspiration. My source of love. My source of life. My source of love, hope, happiness, peace, joy, laughter and many other things…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the happiness in this world. I know you ARE going to be a great loving partner, a devoted husband and a wonderful father to our future kids. I love you so much, Darling. Remember that, I love you with all my heart even though I am naughty at times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="543" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/1-1.jpg" width="541" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/2-1.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115873098874381710?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115873098874381710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115873098874381710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115873098874381710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115873098874381710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-i-know-why-bakery-can-earn-money.html' title='Now I Know Why Bakery Can Earn Money...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115873034650014031</id><published>2006-09-12T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:32:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation For Ant's Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If we have the opportunity to be generous with our hearts, ourselves, we have no idea of the depth and breadth of love's reach.” - Margaret Cho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be Ant’s birthday. I made a lot of preparation for him already. As you guys know, I want to make a chocolate cake for his birthday. I was at my wits end when I don’t know where to buy some special ingredient for the cake. I went to Baker’s Cottage to ask whether they sell any whipped cream. The lady said they don’t sell baking ingredients but she knows of a shop at SS19 which sells baking ingredients and baking items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy. I went to the shop on last Sunday. Oh my god!!! The shop sells everything I want! I just gave the girl my recipe book and she went around the shop to collect all the ingredients for me. I was so happy!!! I cannot describe my joy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent about RM30 for the ingredients of the cake! So cheap. If I were to buy a cake from Secret Recipe, it will cost me about RM60. Isn’t it nice? Furthermore, I am the one who make it and bake it for him. Something personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 7 packets of Lot 100 Mango Gummies for Ant. I took a nice Teddy Bear box and I put all the 161 gummies into the box!!! Wow they look so nice. So yellowish golden. *beaming* I really hope Ant will like the present and also the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another present for him but I have not buy it for him yet because it is not time yet. I am getting Ant his registration ring. That will cost me RM1,300. Never mind the price because it is once in a lifetime. Besides my diamond ring will cost Ant RM3,600. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I took leave for his birthday. I will make the cake tonight and refrigerate it. Tomorrow morning, I will prepare the red eggs for him and also the longevity noodle. Then I will go over his house and wake him up to give him a huge birthday kiss. Then I will chauffer him to my house to sing birthday song for him and also eat the longevity noodle. Oh I hope all will go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we will be going to Mid Valley to have lunch with my ex-colleagues. I have to distribute wedding invitation cards to them. It is not my wedding. *laugh out loud* I am helping my ex-colleague who is in Shanghai currently to distribute her wedding cards. Her wedding is on 1 October 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115873034650014031?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115873034650014031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115873034650014031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115873034650014031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115873034650014031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/preparation-for-ants-birthday.html' title='Preparation For Ant&apos;s Birthday...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115760690683518689</id><published>2006-09-07T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:28:26.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Specialist Costs A Bomb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Let's not kid ourselves. Whatever we diagnose, most patients, if they don't die, get well by themselves. Our job is mainly to try to make them feel better; do no harm.” - Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Dr. Ranjit at SS15. I was very nervous and I don’t know what the doctor will say about my hair. I went at 5.45pm and it was raining heavily. It was as if the God pitied me for having to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite a disgrace for a woman to see a hair specialist to cure her hair. Sigh… what to do. I am willing to face the disgrace now then later when I am bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I registered myself and I waited like 45 minutes before it was my turn. The doctor is a Punjabi and he has light brown eyes. They looked so refreshing. Like so gentle and doesn’t make me scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to sit on the bed and he started to scan my hair. I asked him whether my hair is healthy. He said yes they are but they are not growing. He said there are many oil glands which do not have hair growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked whether there is anyone in the family has this hair disorder. I said yes. In my family, my dad and my eldest sister have the same problem of hair dropping and hair thinning. He said this is a female hair loss pattern and he was surprised how come I have my dad’s genes. I think my dad always passed us some unhealthy stuff to complete for him. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said I can use my normal shampoo. I should not do any rebonding or perming. I can cut my hair or keep my hair long. It doesn’t matter as it doesn’t affect the hair root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me two pills. One is zinc and the other is another type of mineral. One I have to take it in the morning and another at night. These pills are to strengthen the hair root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a hair spray from Australia and I am supposed to spray it on my hair every morning and massage the scalp. Then he gave me a box of ampoules from France. I have to break the bottle and apply it on my scalp every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the type of medicine he gave me, I know it will cost me a bomb. I had to go to the ATM machine to withdraw more money. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said first month, I will not see any hair growth and second month, my hair will stop dropping and hair will start growing and he will scan my scalp to show me the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said hair problem is usually rare for woman at my age but it is curable. I just have to be patient. No problem, doctor! I have two years time for you to cure my hair. I need my hair for my wedding, dude! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my hair will start growing soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115760690683518689?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115760690683518689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115760690683518689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115760690683518689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115760690683518689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/hair-specialist-costs-bomb.html' title='Hair Specialist Costs A Bomb...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115760682808462113</id><published>2006-09-06T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:27:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity Comes First, Money Comes Second...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A relationship is like a rose, How long it lasts, no one knows; Love can erase an awful past, Love can be yours, you'll see at last; To feel that love, it makes you sigh, To have it leave, you'd rather die; You hope you've found that special rose, 'Cause you love and care for the one you chose." - Rob Cella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this quote somewhere and I find it very nice and meaningful. Just want to share it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the hair saloon and I asked the hairdresser to cut my hair like the pictures I showed you guys. He refused to cut my hair. He said short hair doesn’t suit me at all. He said my hair is thin and I shouldn’t cut it short. I should curl my hair instead to make it has more volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him how much would you charge me. He said just RM200. *laugh out loud* I told him it will not solve my problem of dropping hair if I curl it. It will just solve the hair thinning part but not the hair dropping part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said even if you want to curl your hair today, its too late. The shop closes at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so funny. He is so honest and he doesn’t want to spoil whatever he is cutting. He maintained his stand of not cutting my hair short. He demonstrated how long hair suits me. I like his honesty but I don’t like his suggestion to curl my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family said when my hair was curly back in 2003, I looked nice. Sigh… I know that. My hair is so frizzy right now. I don’t know what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to see Dr. Ranjit first before I decide whether to cut or curl my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115760682808462113?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115760682808462113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115760682808462113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115760682808462113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115760682808462113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/creativity-comes-first-money-comes.html' title='Creativity Comes First, Money Comes Second...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115734911801474834</id><published>2006-09-05T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:56:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can See The Roof...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“That's the secret of entertaining. You make your guests feel welcome and at home. If you do that honestly, the rest takes care of itself.” - Barbara Hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share how our home looks like now after a month. It is updated as at 4 September 2006. They started to work on the roof already. Hope it will be completing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to call the sales office and asked whether we can view the mock-up units but the mock-up units are not available yet. The contractor has not completed the mock-up unit which is at the actual site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the show house already but we want to see the real thing at the real site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too excited to wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the latest photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Serangoon1-brickworkinprogress04090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115734911801474834?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115734911801474834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115734911801474834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734911801474834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734911801474834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-can-see-roof.html' title='I Can See The Roof...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115734780622375720</id><published>2006-09-04T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:30:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Going To Do Something Drastic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A hair on the head is worth two on the brush.” - Irish Proverb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a very serious problem. My hair has been dropping like birds’ droppings. Sigh. I am very sad. I am going to do something very drastic today. I am going to cut my hair SHORT! Read SHORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly say the word out. I am so sad. I am so very the sad. I do not know how to express my sadness but I am terribly and horribly sad. Hair is always a woman’s crowning glory. Seems like I am going to lose my crowning glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cut it short so that when it comes to 2008, I will have a healthier and more beautiful hair. Fuller as well. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discussed and consulted Ant about this and he said he doesn’t have a problem of me having short hair. I am very afraid. I need Ant to be beside me to give me moral support. If not, I think I will chicken out and crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is round and fat. Short hair doesn’t suit me at all. Makes me looks like Barney, the purple dinosaur!!! Sigh… I am going to sigh 100 times until I cut my hair. I am so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut it short, layered and make it bobbly at the back but my friends advised me not to cut too short. Shoulder length, that’s it but I think shoulder length is too long for me. I need to have short hair so that I can maintain it better and promote the growth rate and reduce the breakage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of hair that I want is the one Charlie Theron has in Aeon Flux. Slight difference is the fringe. I want the same fringe but not that wild looking. I need my long fringe until my jaw to cover my fattiness on the face. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really panic. I made appointment at 6pm. I really hope my hairdresser will treat my hair nicely and give me a good honest opinion on whether the hair suits me or not, how long or how short I should go and etc… I am so panicky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to grasp Ant’s hand when I cut my hair. I am so afraid the hair style doesn't suit my face. Going hysteria any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me and hope my new hair style will be alright. If not, I am going to confine myself into the room for a week!!! God, please be kind to the remaining strands of hair on my head! Please. I beg you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I want it to be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/flux18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/flux41.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks to Yahoo! Gallery for the photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115734780622375720?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115734780622375720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115734780622375720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734780622375720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734780622375720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-going-to-do-something-drastic.html' title='I Am Going To Do Something Drastic...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115734679008271369</id><published>2006-09-02T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:13:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When A Girl Cries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.” - Malcolm X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be interesting… someone sent it to me… read on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When a girl cries…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a girl cries in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;It means that she couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If you take her hand,&lt;br /&gt;She would stay with you for the rest of your life;&lt;br /&gt;If you let her go,&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't go back to being herself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl won’t cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;Except in front of the person&lt;br /&gt;Who she loves the most,&lt;br /&gt;She becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl won’t cry easily,&lt;br /&gt;Only when she loves you the most,&lt;br /&gt;She put down her ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a girl cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;Please hold her hands firmly,&lt;br /&gt;She’s the one who would stay,&lt;br /&gt;With you for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a girl cries because of you,&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give her up,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of your decision,&lt;br /&gt;You ruin her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she cry rite in front of you,&lt;br /&gt;When she cry because of you,&lt;br /&gt;Look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Can u see n feel the pain n hurt she's feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think,&lt;br /&gt;Which other girl have cried,&lt;br /&gt;With pure sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;In front of you,&lt;br /&gt;And because of you,&lt;br /&gt;She cries not because she is weak,&lt;br /&gt;She cries not because she wants sympathy or pity,&lt;br /&gt;She cries,&lt;br /&gt;Because crying silently is no longer possible,&lt;br /&gt;The pain, hurt and agony have,&lt;br /&gt;Become too big a burden to be kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;If a girl cry her heart out to you,&lt;br /&gt;And all because of you,&lt;br /&gt;Its time to look back on what you have done,&lt;br /&gt;Only you will know the answer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do consider it,&lt;br /&gt;Because one day,&lt;br /&gt;It may be too late for regrets,&lt;br /&gt;It may be too late to say "I’m sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends...&lt;br /&gt;Ponder this message seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t do this to a girl,&lt;br /&gt;You may regret for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in your life,&lt;br /&gt;She’s the only one that love YOU the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~God Bless~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115734679008271369?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115734679008271369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115734679008271369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734679008271369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734679008271369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-girl-cries.html' title='When A Girl Cries...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115734664763905735</id><published>2006-09-01T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:12:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Sailing August...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable.” - Christopher Reeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t write in my blog for quite some time because there wasn’t anything interesting happened in my life so far other than having a manager who brought porn to work. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don’t know what kind of man who would bring porn to work. He never brought his laptop home, so my colleagues and I wondering where did he watch the porn? In the office? I hate him to the maximum. Best of all, he was not being punished. Just a warning and his habit is kept in secret. *what the hell*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I are quite busy attending gym nowadays. I don’t have much time in my hand to blog after work nor during lunch time because I need my lunch time to surf net and to read my dearest friends’ blogs. *smiling* Hope I am able to be smaller and thinner after the workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have phobia that I gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is going to be a great month because it is going to be Ant’s birthday and also our anniversary. We both took leave on Ant’s birthday and also our anniversary. We both cannot wait for the holiday. We made reservation at Renaissance Hotel for our anniversary lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Ant’s birthday, the place where I am going to bring him is a secret. *laugh out loud* He actually knows where I am bringing him but he doesn’t know what’s in store for him. That place is actually well-known for one thing. I hope Ant will be so happy. I guess this is the first time someone doing this for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to submit the registration of marriage form on 13 September 2006 on Ant’s birthday. The date of our registration will be tentatively on 18 November 2006. Nice number isn’t it? 1118!!! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our anniversary falls on 18 September. We wanted it to be 18 September 2006 but it will be too rush and it is not a Saturday. So we chose 18 November (Saturday) to cater for everybody and it still have the date 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going back to Ipoh on 6 October (Mooncake festival) to check on the date (18 November) to make sure that it is a good and auspicious date to get married. We have to submit our birthdates and also time to the temple for ‘analysis’. Cross my fingers (and toes) and hope 18 November is going to be a GOOD day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third quarter of the year is here. Time flies, isn’t it? A little bit scary but a little bit excited. Many weddings are lining up on my calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who are single, are anxious, nervous and tension. Friends who are engaged to be married are excited and waiting for their turn (busy preparing and etc). Friends who are married are having babies. Circle of life. Interesting isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is growing cuter and cuter everyday. He is so cute that you just cannot stand him. My mum caught Ant kissing and smelling my nephew when he thought nobody is watching. I know he did that because he did it in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said that she never sees a man who actually kisses a kid who does not belong to him. Ant is the first one. Mum said we can start conceiving and have baby now. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;Of course I want that to happen. Badly! Ant wants it too but we still think we should be properly married off in front of the family and relatives before we have baby. We just have to wait for like 1 year plus before we can get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice September ahead!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115734664763905735?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115734664763905735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115734664763905735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734664763905735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115734664763905735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/09/smooth-sailing-august.html' title='Smooth Sailing August...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115613735828326827</id><published>2006-08-19T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T13:15:58.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day At Desa Water Park...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A family is a place where minds come in contact with one another. If these minds love one another the home will be as beautiful as a flower garden. But if these minds get out of harmony with one another it is like a storm that plays havoc with the garden.” - Buddha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to my company’s Family Day on 19 August 2006 at Taman Desa Water Park. Gosh we had such a great time there. We were divided into 5 teams, blue, orange, red, green and purple. Each team comes from different division and subsidiaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the Blue Team so Ant automatically entered into Blue Team. To his dismay and disappointment, the Blue Team squeaked whenever the team name was called. Other teams such as Orange, Purple, Green and Red shouted at the top of their lungs, banged the cans and pails that they brought, blew the airhorns and etc!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant asked me how come Blue Team is so meek and timid. I replied Blue Team is HQ staff. What do you expect from people who sit in front of PC every day from 9am to 515pm. *laugh out loud* At least we won 2 telematches. There was a team who didn’t win any telematch at all. So we should be grateful, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I joined the Treasure Hunt. We had the greatest time at the moment we started the Treasure Hunt with 2 more girls. One team comprised of 4 people. Ant was so sporting. He was the only man in the team and he contributed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people in the office that saw Ant running around said Ant is so supporting and willing to run around with me. I am so proud of Ant. Ant is the best man on earth and I am damn lucky that he belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we needed to do the monkey swings, we had to hang on the rope and walked on the platforms that were floating on the pool. It was quite tough because the rope was quite high and the team comprised people who are not that tall. So we had to pull the rope down so that it was easier for the team members to support themselves and walked on the swaying platforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tan Sri saw our teamwork and he actually came over and helped us to pull down the rope!!! It was so great! The moment was so great! I never had any Managing Director who is so down to earth and enjoyed helping and mixing around with his staff. This is the kind of man that I willing to work my ass off!!! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls asked whether Ant and I are married. We told them that we are getting married this year. She said she thought Ant and I were already married because we are so loving and romantic. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that Ant and I like to hold hands even when we were sleeping. Ant’s hands never leave my waist or my shoulder. He likes to put his hands around me all the time. Maybe that’s the reason why people think we are married because we are so close together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I think people should think we are new couple instead of married couples because there are a lot of married couples especially those with children, who do not have that kind of gestures like Ant and I do. I saw many married couples do not hold hands. Maybe they are not into Public Display Affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t win the Treasure Hunt even though we were the first team who passed the form. We helped another team to fill up their answers and they were the fourth team who submitted the form and they won the first prize. At first, we were quite puzzled why we were not the one who won but all in all, as long as we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch time, we were given KFC. Ant and I brought it back home and enjoyed ourselves at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend! What about you? &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/24706368-115613735828326827?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115613735828326827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115613735828326827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115613735828326827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115613735828326827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/family-day-at-desa-water-park.html' title='Family Day At Desa Water Park...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115568940010840035</id><published>2006-08-17T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T08:50:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! Home Sweet Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.” - Ellen Goodman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the progress of our house in August 2006. We are so happy. Did you see the brickworks properly done by the contractor? We are so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can see the shape of the house, the shape of the roof and etc. I cannot describe my feelings to you guys but it is such a wonderful feeling when I stare at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can just spend my time looking at the picture and keep on smiling. Ant called me just now and told me that the contractor actually completed the roof tiles of our house already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!! That is so fast. I have heard the news that the house is going to complete earlier than February 2008 as scheduled. Oh, I am keeping my fingers cross and hope it will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the house completes earlier… it means… *blushing* *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just can’t wait for the day to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Serangoon1-070806Structureandbrickw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115568940010840035?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115568940010840035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115568940010840035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115568940010840035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115568940010840035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-home-sweet-home.html' title='Oh! Home Sweet Home...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115568928449472687</id><published>2006-08-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T08:48:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Never again clutter your days or nights with so many menial and unimportant things that you have no time to accept a real challenge when it comes along. This applies to play as well as work. A day merely survived is no cause for celebration. You are not here to fritter away your precious hours when you have the ability to accomplish so much by making a slight change in your routine. No more busy work. No more hiding from success. Leave time, leave space, to grow. Now. Now! Not tomorrow!” - Og Mandino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Ant’s father’s Chinese birthday. Ant and I bought a nice blue John Master tie for his father. We also purchased a card for him. Ant and I, especially Ant wrote wonderful things inside to thank his father for all the things he has done for us. We are very grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the reason why Ant and I want to spend some time with his dad and brought him out for dinner to celebrate with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to One Utama for a nice dinner. We went to Jack’s Place. It is a Singapore restaurant and it is a very nice, cosy place. The ambience is perfect for a small gathering dining. I like this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there once and we thought that’s a good place to celebrate birthday with his dad. It is quite an intimate setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant ordered a medium well venison steak. Actually he wants medium rare and I was afraid that it will have too much blood. I was afraid it wouldn’t be very healthy for Ant to eat such raw stuff. So Ant changed his mind and ordered medium well. When the food arrived, he preferred medium rare. I felt so bad that I made him changed his mind but he happily gobbled up his food and I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a baked salmon steak. It was a very huge piece and it was so delicious!!! It came with a baked potato and the potato was so nicely baked! Yum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant’s dad ordered crayfish and chicken combo and his order was the most value for money!!! It was such a huge portion that it took some time to gobble it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered lime juice, Ant ordered orange juice and his dad ordered mango juice. The drinks got mixed up especially orange and mango. The waiter gave Ant the mango juice and he drank it. He didn’t know it was mango juice he was drinking. *laugh out loud* He had to exchange that with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ordered soup. Ant’s dad took Shitake Mushroom Soup while Ant and I shared Onion Soup. They were sinfully delicious. Yum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all of us love oysters. So we ordered half dozen fresh oysters and the oysters sent me to heaven!!! I love oysters so much!!! Ant and I decided to go to Renaissance Hotel for our anniversary because they give free flow of oysters and mussels!!! We both look forward to that day and can’t wait for the day to come faster!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we wanted to order dessert but the American Cheese Cake was gobbled up by the patrons in the afternoon. We have no choice but to purchase our cakes from Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant’s dad took New York Cheese Cake (he loves it!), Ant took Choc Cheese Cake and I took Oreo Cheese Cake!!! Yummy! We bought one Carrot Cheese Cake for Ant’s brother. His brother’s cheese cake tasted like Orange Cheese Cake instead of carrot. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed ourselves so much yesterday and I hope his dad enjoyed himself too. It was a great night and we hope we will have many of these great times together in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese Birthday, Uncle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115568928449472687?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115568928449472687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115568928449472687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115568928449472687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115568928449472687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115568912140049315</id><published>2006-08-10T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T08:45:21.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Or Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.” - Jane Howard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the way to Shah Alam for a follow-up audit, I was listening to Mix FM. Richard and Ika were talking about women in Thailand. Based on a survey, 44% of Thailand women prefer to concentrate in their career or in another word they choose career as their first priority in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you, my dear friends? Do you want to be happily married with a loving husband or do you want to be a high ranking person in the corporate world? I think the world has changed. The way a millennium lady thinks is different that the lady in the olden time like my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am a modern woman but still, I will choose love instead of career. Career is nothing in my life. There are many ways for a woman to earn money (legally). My colleague and I have a lot of problem at work. Now it subdued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the back of my mind, I was thinking of resigning and then just get married to my dearest Ant. I just want to be a good wife, a good mummy and stay at home the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that I can teach tuition. I have the capability to teach tuition. If I earn at least RM3,000 to RM4,000 a month teaching full time tuition, I believe my family can survive. When I teach tuition, I can change my time, my schedule, everyone has to follow my instructions rather than I follow anyone’s instruction and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many advantages than disadvantages. I am giving myself a few more years in the career. Ant believes that I can fly high in this career of mine but I am not willing too. I want to be a mummy. I want to be a good wife. I do not want to load my work and come back home, work everyday until 12am and neglect my hubby and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is my priority. Love is my priority. Ant is my priority. Career never able to see the butt of love as it is standing way behind of all my priorities. Maybe women nowadays prefer to have their own career and be independent because they have been hurt and they cannot trust men anymore to take good care of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the disadvantages of putting all your life into love and sacrifice career because in case love desserts you, you have nothing left. Maybe a lot of women want to have security in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen some women who work until 1pm and then go back home to take care of their schooling children. It is a sacrifice and I think it is also a kind of freedom that allow them to spend more time with their precious children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are very precious. I am willing to give up anything just to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am putting all my trust and all my life into Ant’s hand. I believe he can take good care of me and our babies in the future. So all in all, I will choose love rather than career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115568912140049315?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115568912140049315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115568912140049315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115568912140049315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115568912140049315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/career-or-love.html' title='Career Or Love...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115501600131884474</id><published>2006-08-08T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:46:42.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Not An Easy Journey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“We have to distrust each other. It's our only defence against betrayal.” - Tennessee Williams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hurt and sad today. I know life is a journey filled with obstacles, difficulties, tears, hurt, betrayal and etc but I also know life is a journey which can be filled with a lot of love, friendship, honesty, laughter and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have tasted bitterness in my mouth. I always treated everyone in my life as a friend unless that person did something that betrays my trust or done something that I don’t think he or she fits to be in my life or be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know that people can be so cunning, so malicious that they can be nice to you in front of you and when you turn your back for a split of a second, they claw you and hurt you when you didn’t expect it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learnt my lesson the hard way. I shouldn’t trust anyone at all. Well, I trust you guys because I know you guys will never harm me in anyway. Who I don’t trust are people that I see everyday in my working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like a jungle out here. Man eating man. Rat eating rat. There is no friendship here. I told you guys before I have a huge occupational hazard when it comes to my job. Seriously I rather be somewhere else and doing something else instead of being here in this jungle watching people eating my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat them like a friend. You expect them to be your friends. You are friendly to them. You are courteous to them and you are polite to them. But do they care about all these things? No! Whenever they have the opportunities to claw you and take a piece of your flesh, they will do it without conscience!!! Without thinking that, “Hey she is my friend even though she is an auditor!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!!! Hell no!!! They will just keep on claw at you until you are fleshless, naked, defenceless and powerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry today because I am hurt. I shed tears today because I am betrayed by people whom I thought are my colleagues and friends. I will cry no more!!! I cry for the past. I will laugh for the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be wiser. Tomorrow, I will not be naïve or innocent. I will be very cautious with my words when I banter with any of them cannibals!!! They are neither my friends nor my colleagues. They are people that I am going to audit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will watch every word I said and every move that I have taken. They will never stop doing this to me because my job intimidated them. They will never consider themselves to be my friends. I am so stupid and I am so naïve!!! I am so blind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck. Never mind. I learnt my lesson the hard way. Life goes on. As long as I know I didn’t do anything wrong. My legs are strong. My foundation is strong. I am not afraid of all the accusations said to me. The more the merrier! The more you accused me, the more you show that you are afraid of me!!! *laugh wickedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I… I will survive… I will survive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115501600131884474?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115501600131884474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115501600131884474' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115501600131884474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115501600131884474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-is-not-easy-journey.html' title='Life Is Not An Easy Journey...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115492804923850627</id><published>2006-08-07T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:20:49.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picky Darling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Money cannot buy health, but I'd settle for a diamond-studded wheelchair.” - Dorothy Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ring hunting again yesterday. We were there at One Utama at about 5pm. We bought movie tickets for Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men’s Chest at 9pm. So we had 4 hours to hunt around for rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed out the list of jeweler in One Utama. We were walking around with that piece of paper with all the information on the location of the stores. It was damn easier to find them this way. I think Ant and I get to know One Utama better this time. At least we knew where we were heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by at Clarity, Wah Chan and the lady who entertained us for about 1 hour gave us quite a good service. Well we got to know that platinum in Chinese also meant something like white gold. Dang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady showed us a white gold ring that she wore for a year. The ring didn’t actually turn yellowish. A friend of mine said that the ring her sister-in-law bought, which is also white gold didn’t turn yellowish after a year. It still looks good. So Ant and I are comforted with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady suggested that we should invest on the diamond rather than the band. White gold band is available at about RM300 while platinum band is available at RM900. RM600 difference can be add-on to the diamond that we selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next shop we went was Habib. Well honestly, nothing much there that I can say. Blame it on the chemistry. The shop didn’t give me the feel that I want. Then we went to Selberan. Ant found his first love there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you one secret. I never heard of a guy having difficulty in finding a ring but my Darling has. He has a lot of requirement and idea that none of the shops have it except Selberan. Even the one in Selberan isn’t exactly what he wants and the lady has to get quotation for the design that he wants. *headache*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to DeGem, the only public listed jewelry company. The experience was really different with a public listed company. We were properly educated on diamond and I was quite impressed with the knowledge that the salesperson has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant drew the ring that he wanted and the salesperson said he will ask his designer to draw it for Ant and we will go back again next week to see the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring that I want is very simple. It is 0.32 carat, colour E, clarity VVS2, GIA certified with the polish and symmetry excellent. The ring is white gold and it is a 6 claw ring. The design is somewhat copied from Tiffany’s. I am very happy with the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will get the diamond for me and fit it in the casing that I want. Don’t worry. I will get the picture of the ring for you guys once I got it in my hand. I am so excited myself as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to wait for Ant’s ring. Picky, picky Darling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115492804923850627?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115492804923850627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115492804923850627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115492804923850627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115492804923850627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/picky-darling.html' title='Picky Darling...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115492775065984252</id><published>2006-08-05T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:15:50.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gestures That I Appreciate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Feeling grateful to or appreciative of someone or something in your life actually attracts more of the things that you appreciate and value into your life.” - Christiane Northrup, M.D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down with fever for the past week. I was on medical certificate from Wednesday to Friday. I had problem earlier on with throat inflammation caused by virus. Before I can even finish the antibiotic given by the doctor, I was having fever. Doctor called it viral fever. I don’t know what the heck it is but I was down for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up again on Friday. Ant actually accompanied me for a few hours on Wednesday when I was first attacked by the fever. He brought me to see doctor and then he accompanied me home. He sat beside me until I fell asleep and then he left to work. I really appreciate this. Love you so much, Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came back home, I was groggy from the medicine given by the doctor. He was alarmed with the body heat that I was radiating. My whole body was so hot. He took some ice from my mum and wrapped them in a towel so that he can put it on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. *smiles* How can you not love this man? I must have done something good in my previous life that I deserve a guy like him. I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He accompanied me to sleep that night. The next day, I was feeling very weak in the morning. Ant brought me to see the doctor again and the doctor said it is normal for me to be weak and tired. He gave me 2 days medical certificate to rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant took his car to be fixed. There was something wrong with his brake, pump, absorbers and etc. The mechanic told him that his car will be ready at about 11am to 1pm. Ant was ‘lepaking’ with me whole day and then he took emergency leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I know my darling will be on leave because he wants to be with me. I was very happy to be sick. At night I was feeling better and I was contemplating whether I should go back to work the next day. Then my family said I should rest at home and not rush to work since doctor already gave me medical certificate to rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant couldn’t accompany me anymore so he went back to work the next day. I really appreciate all the gestures that Ant did when I was sick. It just gives me great comfort that this responsible man is going to be the one who is going to take care and protect me and our babies in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely sure that I had done something good in my previous life. Maybe I was a nun. *hmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order to show him how grateful I am for him being there for me when I was sick, I made him his favourite tuna and egg sandwich. He loves them very much. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115492775065984252?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115492775065984252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115492775065984252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115492775065984252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115492775065984252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/gestures-that-i-appreciate.html' title='Gestures That I Appreciate...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115440968026358891</id><published>2006-08-01T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T13:21:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rings, Rings and Rings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Remember, that if thou marry for beauty, thou bindest thyself all thy life for that which perchance will neither last nor please thee one year; and when thou hast it, it will be to thee of no price at all; for the desire dieth when it is attained, and the affection perisheth when it is satisfied.” - Sir Walter Raleigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I spent part of our Sunday going to One Utama to browse for rings. *giggling* I am so happy. We didn’t have much time as we went for dinner and then we have movie at 8.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Dragon Tiger Gate. Goodness gracious. I thought I was watching Loreal or Head and Shoulder advertisements. *laugh out loud* All the heroes have long hair. I don’t know why Chinese Comics always have heroes with long hair and Japanese Comics always have heroes with punky hair styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is okay. The actions and moves were too much for me to take it but the way it was choreographs by Donnie Yen was superb. Give the credit to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ant and I had only 1 hour to browse around for rings. Okay, I admit it was my mistake. I browsed the One Utama’s website and I saw there is going to be a My Diamond Roadshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Ant about it and we went over to One Utama just for that. When we saw the roadshow, we burst out laughing. It was just a small stall selling rings. My Diamond is a sister company of Tomei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rings are quite okay but they are in white gold. We don’t want rings in white gold because it doesn’t sound nice in Chinese. Besides, white gold will turn yellow after a long wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we rushed to Diamond and Platinum. Wow… the rings are so beautiful. We prefer platinum rings because it can last longer. Platinum doesn’t have resale value but who is in the right mind to sell off their engagement and wedding rings right? So platinum it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diamond ring I like at Diamond and Platinum is 0.21 carat. It is ideal cut. There are many types of cutting. The one I like is ideal cut. Ant said I am a very traditional girl because that’s how diamond ring always look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I feel every girl likes that kind of diamond ring. The diamond that protrudes out from the ring. Looks great to me. Ant is also worried about my safety if I wear the ring everyday but I told him, the diamond isn’t that big that it is so obvious. *giggling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how Ant is going to propose to me when I already know what kinda ring I am going to get. *laugh out loud*. He has to crack his head to propose to me. *laughing* Anyway I don’t mind whether he proposes to me or not because I definitely will marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it will be nice if he just hug me and ask me THE question. I know he will definitely ask me the question soon but I am not sure when or how. It makes me curious anyway. *giggling*&lt;br /&gt;We already have a date in mind for our registration but we are not sure whether it is a good day or not. We are going back to Ipoh in October to check with the temple. I am so excited over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be Mrs. Leong before 2006 ends. Wonderful, isn’t it? &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/24706368-115440968026358891?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115440968026358891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115440968026358891' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115440968026358891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115440968026358891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/08/rings-rings-and-rings.html' title='Rings, Rings and Rings...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115440941959522890</id><published>2006-07-29T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T13:20:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Real Star...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Music is a discipline, and a mistress of order and good manners, she makes the people milder and gentler, more moral and more reasonable.” - Martin Luther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I were getting ready to go for the S P Setia Night of Star. It started to drizzle and we were both so worried. We decided to go ahead with the plan and we didn’t want to miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went at about 7pm and the rain stopped at about 7.30pm. There were so many people there. It was estimated to be about 40,000 to 50,000 people there to watch Emil Chow and Victor Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is a free concert. Malaysians being Malaysians love free stuff. There were so many vendors selling blink, blink stuff, refreshment and even prepaid Celcom and Hotlink cards. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert started at 8.30pm with Victor Wong belting out his voice. It was an okay type of performance. I didn’t feel that I clicked with Victor Wong. Ant said he doesn’t have the chemistry with the audience. I totally agreed with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His performance lasted for about 30 minutes and then came the real shinning star that we were all waiting for. Emil Chow. His performance was a superb performance. He is a true artist. He can conserve and interact with his audience very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He joked and laughed with the audience and he encouraged audience participation in his performance. Ant and I laughed and enjoyed his performance very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we were at doubt whether we should go to the concert. We were not sure whether it worth all the trouble. Now we are sure that we went to the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was excellent. It was an experience that we both gained without paying a single cent. Well, except for the refreshment that we bought. The 100 plus was about RM2 per can and the mineral water was RM2 per bottle. *laugh out loud* So damn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the ice-cream was mark up about RM0.50 per cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was really worth it. Ant and I had no regret going to the concert. It was superb. It was fantastic. The night was so romantic. Added with Ant’s perfume, touch, kisses and loving smile, it was a very wonderful, beautiful night. Best of all, it was free!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7290040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7290042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115440941959522890?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115440941959522890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115440941959522890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115440941959522890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115440941959522890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/real-star.html' title='A Real Star...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115392106777201950</id><published>2006-07-26T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:37:47.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“There is no reciprocity. Men love women, women love children, children love hamsters.” - Alice Thomas Ellis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student rears two cutie hamsters. He showed me his hamsters last two weeks and I was so eager to have one myself but my student said I have to rear two hamsters because if I rear one, it will die of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student’s hamsters are so cute. They are white and brown in colour. The fur is so beautiful and silky. I didn’t touch them but I can sense that the fur is silky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hamsters is a male and the other hamster is a female. They are so cute. I asked my student which is female and which is male. He pointed out to me just like that. I asked him again how come he is so sure that this is a male and that is a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took out one of the hamsters, turned it around and then voila… I saw something that makes me laugh… Then he took another one, turned it around… I saw something again that makes me blush and giggle… *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, God is so great isn’t it? I mean animals also can have the same thing like humans have… goodness gracious…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female hamster is actually pregnant and I told my student that I WANT THE BABY HAMSTERS!!! My student said he is not sure whether I can take good care of the hamsters. He said he worried that the hamsters will die in my hand. *scowl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey… I can take good care of anything. I took care of fish before. Peacock fish, guppy fish, gold fish… whatever fish you name it… don’t ask me where are they now… I think erm… they are all in heaven right now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay… okay… I admit I am not so good with animal… I love animals but I am terrified of them… I love dogs but I am scare of dogs… I love hamsters… but I am afraid to touch them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know my student’s hamsters can actually round in a wheel… so cute! It is like it is exercising… Sigh… I want to rear hamsters… Darling, can I rear hamsters? But I know I will not be able to take care of them… sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides hamsters have only live 2 years. If they die, it will break my heart. So after all said and done, I think I should stand at the side and watch other people rear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whisper – but I want to rear hamsters because they are so cute!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115392106777201950?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115392106777201950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115392106777201950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392106777201950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392106777201950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/hamsters.html' title='Hamsters...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115392094985753523</id><published>2006-07-25T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:35:49.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Property Developer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Property left to a child may soon be lost; but the inheritance of virtue--a good name an unblemished reputation--will abide forever. If those who are toiling for wealth to leave their children, would but take half the pains to secure for them virtuous habits, how much more serviceable would they be. The largest property may be wrested from a child, but virtue will stand by him to the last.” - William Graham Sumner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004, when I was in IGB, IGB obtained Malaysia Number One Top Property Developer for the first time. Then when I left the company to join S P Setia on July 2005, S P Setia obtained Malaysia Number One Top Property Developer. I was so proud of my company that time. I definitely made the right choice to join a prestigious company like S P Setia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today year 2006, my company once again grabbed the title Malaysia Number One Top Property Developer! Yes! To tell you the truth, my company is really serious in building quality homes for its purchasers. That’s why Ant and I have no regret in buying a home developed by S P Setia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know we can live in comfort. Besides that my company also won a lot of landscaping awards for our projects. Last year itself, the company won Asia’s Best Managed Companies and Best Property Developer in Malaysia in Euromoney’s Inaugural Awards for Excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CEO also received the Asiamoney’s Corporate Executive of Year Award 2005 which selects those in senior management positions who were instrumental and outstanding across their respective markets in driving their organisations forward and deserved recognition for their leadership and other individual achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all in total S P Setia has won 8 national and international awards. Isn’t that great? When the company does well, the staff will be rewarded well. *laugh out loud* That’s why last year the bonus given out to the staff was the damn nice. Hopefully this year, the company will remain its standard or gives a better mark up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kambate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Did you guys notice the connection which is so obvious? As long I am in the company, the company will receive Top Property Developer award. Last time when I was in IGB, IGB got the award. Now when I am in S P Setia, S P Setia got the award. Damn… am I lucky star or what? *laugh out loud* Joking… ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115392094985753523?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115392094985753523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115392094985753523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392094985753523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392094985753523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/top-property-developer.html' title='Top Property Developer...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115392072281497168</id><published>2006-07-24T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:32:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Weekend!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“When I meet a man I ask myself, 'Is this the man I want my children to spend their weekends with?” - Rita Rudner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was like a battle! Ant and I didn’t have enough sleep at all. We were both so freaking tired and worn out. My relatives were here for my sister’s baby full moon party. My nephew is so cute that everyone cannot resist him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has such big eyes that look so intelligent. He will be a great kid, I believe with my guidance and advice. *laugh out loud* He received so many presents, necklace, pendant and red packets from friends and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum cooked chicken wine, pork leg with vinegar, curry chicken, yellow glutinous rice, ang ku and fried mee. My relatives and friends had great time eating and most important spending time together in such family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives (my grandma, my 2nd auntie, my uncle’s wife and children, my another uncle, my cousin and her kids, my 1st uncle, my youngest auntie and her kids) were all here. My uncle came all over from Singapore. My grandma and the gang came all over from Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great event. We even had Chocolate Banana Cake from Secret Recipe for celebrate the baby’s 1 month birthday. My 2nd auntie made guai leng kou (some herbal stuff) and we finished it in a jiff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh… it is over so fast and we have to wait until Chinese New Year for another gathering like this. I love family gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be Chinese 7 month. *shivering* This is the time when you shouldn’t go out late, late at night or comes back late, late at night. I am just reminding myself. As you all aware, this year, the Chinese lunar calendar has two, I repeat, two scary 7 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day will be tomorrow 25 July 2006 and then stretch until 21 September 2006. Mark it on your calendar. Be good and stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I have decided that we do not want to go to KL Tower for our 1 year anniversary. If we go to a nice hotel, we will have great ambience and great food with lower price. So we do not want to spend RM100++ per pax for the view and the food sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Renaissance long time ago and it costs RM75 per pax for their buffet. It was a good spread with lots of oyster, mussel, sashimi and etc. I am not sure what is the quality now as it has been 2 years since I went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to know whether any of you have any suggestion? Which hotel offers good buffet spread which is worth the price that we are going to pay? Sunway? Renaissance? Concorde? J.W, Marriot? Mandarin Oriental? Hilton? Please let me know ya. Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115392072281497168?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115392072281497168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115392072281497168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392072281497168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392072281497168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-weekend.html' title='What A Weekend!...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115392054036287251</id><published>2006-07-22T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:29:00.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Ways To Please Your Woman (Part 2)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Every man who is not a monster, mathematician or a mad philosopher, is the slave of some woman or other.” - George Eliot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuation of what I have just posted yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;51. Take short romantic getaways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmmm… this is not bad. Better if it is a surprise getaways. Romantic gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;52. Let her see that you carry a picture of her in your wallet and update it from time to time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: This is something Ant will never do. He will never keep my picture in his wallet. I don’t know why. He said it is weird. So I don’t keep his in mine as well. Cause its weird too! *retaliation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;53. When staying in a hotel, have them prepare the room with something special, like a bottle of champagne or sparkling apple juice or flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Oh my goodness… this will be a very, very nice surprise. I bet ladies will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Write a note or make a sign on special occasions such as anniversaries* and birthdays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I heard about this. Some said stick a note to say I love you on his or her steering wheel. I think writing letter is something nice to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;55. Offer to drive the car on long trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Guys always offer to drive on long trips because they scare girls will drive like crazy or auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;56. Drive slowly and safely, respecting her preferences. After all, she is sitting powerless in the front seat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: All I ever did was urging Ant to go faster. I mean drive faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;57. Notice how she is feeling and comment on it "You look happy today” or "You look tired" and then ask a question like "How was your day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Ant always asked me this and I said he is very kepoh! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;58. When taking her out, study in advance the directions so that she does not have to feel responsible to navigate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Haha… No way man. Sesat means sesat together la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;59. Take her dancing or take dancing lessons together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Oh I love this! But I cannot imagine Ant taking belly dancing class with me. Hmm… haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;60. Surprise her with a love note or poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: This is something I never expect Ant to do it for me. Never because he doesn’t know how to write in English. *la la la* You don’t see him commenting in my blog right? This is because he doesn’t know how to use the keyboard too. He only know how to write in English and use the keyboard when he plays game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;61. Treat her in ways you did at the beginning of the relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Can’t expect a guy to maintain his consistency but so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;62. Offer to fix something around the house. Say "What needs to be fixed around here? I have some extra time." Don't take on more than you can do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Ant has extra time? The sky will fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;63. Offer to sharpen her knives in the kitchen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: What for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;64. Buy some good Super Glue to fix things that are broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Aiyoh, buy new ones la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;65. Offer to change light bulbs as soon as they go out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Of course. It is a guy’s job except one in particular. History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;66. Help with recycling the trash.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;67. Read out loud or cut out sections of the newspaper that would interest her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I don’t like people read out loud for me. I cannot concentrate. I prefer to read it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;68. Write out neatly any phone message, you may take for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: What is so special about this? Even a colleague does that at work la…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;69. Keep the bathroom floor clean and dry it after taking a shower.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Aiyoh… I am not that pampered. Bathroom is meant to be dirty and wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;70. Open the door for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Ant sometimes opens the car door for me. Makes me feel that I am very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;71. Offer to carry the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Normal thing a guy would do except one in particular. History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;72. Offer to carry heavy boxes for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: This is something guys should always do. Maybe except a few that I know who didn’t help. Actually one in particular. History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;73. On trips, handle the luggage and be responsible for packing it in the car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Aiyoh, normal guy also will do this except a few that I know. Actually one in particular. History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;74. If she washes the dishes, offer to help scrub pots or other difficult tasks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I thought just now already has the same question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;75. Make a "to fix" list and leave it in the kitchen. When you have extra time do something on that list for her. Don't let it get too long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Not applicable yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;76. When she prepares a meal, compliment her cooking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: So far, Ant likes whatever I am cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;77. When listening to her talk, use eye contact.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Dangerous ni… will lead to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;78. Touch her with your hand sometimes when you talk to her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Even when he is driving, he will hold my hand. I let him hold if he drives around the neighbourhood but if highway, then I will tell him to put his hand on the steering wheel. Dangerous ma… but I like the way he likes to slip his hand over mine when he is driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Show interest in what she does during the day, in the books she reads and the people she relates to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: This one also no problem because Ant is the most kepoh guy I ever known. *la la la*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;80. When listening to her, reassure her that you are interested by making little noises like ah ha, uh‑huh, oh, mmhuh, and hmmmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: If Ant makes this kind of sound, I will be very suspicious and think he is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;81. Ask her how she is feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: For what? Ask for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;82. If she has been sick in some way, ask for an update and ask how she is doing or feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm this one also got no problem. If I am sick, he will sms and call to make sure I am alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;83. If she is tired offer to make her some tea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I don’t like tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;84. Get ready to go to sleep together and get in bed at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: If Saturday night, Ant will sleep later because he plays game with his friends but when he comes to bed, I will know because he will hug me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;85. Give her a kiss and say goodbye when you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: We always hug and kiss before Ant or I leave each other’s house. Then I will wave until Ant leaves my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;86. Laugh at her jokes and humour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: If not funny, how to laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;87. Verbally say thank you when she does things for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: This is a good practice. So that your partner feels appreciated. Applies everywhere from home to work place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Notice when she gets her hair done and give a reassuring compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Tie a ponytail also needs a compliment? No need ler…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;89. Create special time to be alone together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Our special time is always Alternate Fri, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;90. Don't answer the phone at intimate moments or if she is sharing vulnerable feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: No comment. *giggling* Who knows maybe answering the phone might heighten the senses and intensify the sensuality. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;91. Go bicycling together, even if it's just a short ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: We always cycle together in rapid physical movement class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;92. Organize and prepare a picnic. (Remember to bring a picnic cloth)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: How to picnic in Malaysia? Roasted chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;93. If she handles the laundry, bring the clothes to the cleaners or offer to do the wash.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Ant always helps me with laundry. Love him so much. One day, he was going to the washing machine to help me to carry my clothes, my mum said cannot. It is something that a guy cannot do. I was like **^&amp;^$*@^$@*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;94. Take her for a walk without the children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Not applicable yet but if it is applicable, wouldn’t it be nicer if you walk together with your children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;95. Negotiate in a manner that shows her that you want her to get what she wants and you also want what you want. Be caring, but don't be a martyr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I believe in what both people want. Not what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;96. Let her know that you missed her when you went away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I always know he misses me as much as I miss him. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;97. Bring home her favourite pie or dessert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Wow… that will be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;98. If she normally shops for the food, offer to do the food shopping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Not applicable yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;99. Eat lightly on romantic occasions so that you don't become stuffed and tired later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Oh goodness… this reminds me of something… *laughing like crazy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;100. Ask her to add her thoughts to this list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Better don’t guys. Girls have many demands. You will regret if you ask her to add her thoughts to this list. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;101. Leave the bathroom seat down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I have no problem with this. If he leaves it up, then just put it down yourself. Easy.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115392054036287251?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115392054036287251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115392054036287251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392054036287251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392054036287251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/101-ways-to-please-your-woman-part-2.html' title='101 Ways To Please Your Woman (Part 2)...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115392009049654646</id><published>2006-07-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:21:30.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Ways To Please Your Woman (Part 1)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A woman is like a tea bag- you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water.” -  Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laugh out loud* I got this from Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus again. Damn, I like some of the things said in the book by John Gray. Interesting things that actually come from a man! Surprising isn’t it? *laugh wickedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on girls… You are going to like this and guys, please… practise some of these! Anyway after all said and done, guys need their girlfriends or wives to pamper them as well. Instead of guys doing this to their girlfriends or wives, we as girlfriends or wives can also practise this on the man that we steadfastly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following is a list of 101 of the little ways a man can keep his partner's love tank full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Anyway I will break this into two. 101 is quite a long list. Here comes the first 50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 WAYS TO SCORE POINTS WITH A WOMAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Upon returning home, find her first before doing anything else and give her a hug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm… Ant did this quite often… the moment I entered into his room, either he hid somewhere so that he can jump out to surprise me or he will stand there and wait to get a hug. *smiles* Love you, Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Ask her specific questions about her day that indicates an awareness of what she was planning to do (e.g., "How did your appointment with the doctor go?")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Yeah, I agree this is very important. Guys cannot concentrate. Sometimes, I told Ant many a times about an event, he will tend to forget about it and asks me again the same thing. Sigh… Guess I have to live with it since I love this man like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Practice listening and asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Again, I totally agree. Usually girls are the one who talk and guys are the one who listen. Sometimes we need the guys to talk to us as well to show that you are keen to know more about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Resist the temptation to solve her problems, empathize instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: *blush* Hmm… I have no comment… I don’t like people to tell me how weak I am or losing my pride over some issues… Yes I know, I know… I am the world most nonsensical girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Give her twenty minutes of unsolicited, quality attention (don't read the newspaper or be distracted by anything else during this time).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hell yeah! Stop playing DotA for a moment when I am talking to you, Ant! *blerk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Bring her cut flowers as a surprise as well as on special occasions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Aww… this is so sweet. Bonnie (the author’s wife) must be so proud of her man. Well, Ant surprised me with a bouquet of flower during our 3 months anniversary. He hid it in his car. He asked me to go and take some files from his car. He needed them urgently. So I went and I saw the beautiful bouquet of roses! *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Plan a date several days in advance, rather than waiting for Friday night and asking her what she wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Har… har… see I told you, Ant… Don’t always ask me where to eat. Always ask me to decide. Yes I know it is my holiday from the dieting but still it is nice if you decide it and bring me there. *muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she generally makes dinner or if it is her turn and she seems tired or really busy, offer to make dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: My mum is the one who usually makes dinner. So this is only applicable once our house is ready but I love cooking. So it doesn’t matter. *whisper: I don’t think Ant knows how to cook an egg. Lets say half boiled egg. I don’t think he knows as well*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. Compliment her on how she looks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm… Ant always does this. Pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Validate her feelings when she is upset.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Means what? Acknowledged I am upset? I guess Ant always notice it when I upset. How can he doesn’t notice? It will be so obvious. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. Offer to help her when she is tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm… help do what wor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Schedule extra time when travelling so that she doesn't have to rush.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: No problem with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. When you are going to be late, call her and let her know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Har!!! Someone sometimes came back home late or unable to make it to gym or unable to make it to movie, never call early. Always call or sms last minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. When she asks for support, say yes or no without making her wrong for asking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Yeah… a hug will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. Whenever her feelings have been hurt, give her some empathy and tell her "I'm sorry you feel hurt." Then be silent; let her feel your understanding of her hurt. Don't offer solutions or explanations why her hurt is not your fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Silence is golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. Whenever you need to pull away, let her know you will be back or that you need some time to think about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Ant never pulls away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. When you've cooled off and you come back, talk about what was bothering you in a respectful, non blaming way, so she doesn't imagine the worst.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm… Ant cools off very fast. He is the most forgiving person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. Offer to build a fire in wintertime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Wah… not applicable in Malaysia la…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. When she talks to you, put down the magazine or turn off the TV and give her your full attention.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Don’t hold the mouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. If she usually washes the dishes, occasionally offer to wash the dishes, especially if she is tired that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: This I have to compliment Ant. He always washes the dishes at my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. Notice when she is upset or tired and ask what she has to do. Then offer to help by doing a few of her "to do" items.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Like what la… Go to work for me? *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. When going out, ask if there is anything she wants you to pick up at the store, and remember to pick it up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Like ice cream!!! Yummy…!!! Forbidden stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. Let her know when you are planning to take a nap or leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: *laugh out loud* Ant can fall asleep very fast. No time to give notice. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. Give her four hugs a day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I think Ant hugs me more than 4 times a day. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25. Call her from work to ask how she is or to share something exciting or to tell her "I love you”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Oh I tell you… that day Ant called me. He told he has a problem. I panicked. I asked him what is wrong, Darling. He said I love you too much. *smiles* Made my day with the simplest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;26. Tell her "I love you" at least a couple of times every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm… at least 3 times day takes the love sick away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. Make the bed and clean up the bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Before or after? *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28. If she washes your socks, turn your socks right side out so she doesn't have to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I don’t care. I just dumped all his underwear and socks into the washing machine. Who said wash socks, the socks must turn the right side la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. Notice when the trash is full and offer to empty it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Not applicable yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When you are out of town, call to leave a telephone number where you can be reached and to let her know you arrived safely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Not applicable yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;31. Wash her car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Oh yeah… the nearest place only RM10. No need my Darling so susah payah. Kesian… work so hard at work somemore need to wash my car…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;32. Wash your car and clean up the interior before a date with her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: I don’t care how messy or dirty his car is. I love him. Not his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;33. Wash before having sex or put on cologne if she likes that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Hmm… Teacher, what is sex? I love Ant’s after shave from Giorgio Armani. Turns me on. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;34. Take her side when she is upset with someone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Yeah… take my side and be my sidekick. We can go punch people’s nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;35. Offer to give her a back or neck or foot massage (or all three).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: Hey… Ant never gives me a massage. I think got. Once in a blue moon. Usually I massage for him and he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;36. Make a point of cuddling or being affectionate, sometimes without being sexual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Sikit-sikit, lama-lama, jadi sexual la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;37. Be patient when she is sharing. Don't look at your watch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Ant loves to listen to me talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;38. Don't flick the remote control to different channels when she is watching TV with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Don’t think he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;39. Display affection in public.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: This I like and he usually kisses my cheek and hugs me in public. Or his favourite pastime, pinch my cheek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;40. When holding hands don't let your hand go limp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Yup, be the strength. Not like you don’t like to hold hand like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;41. Learn her favourite drinks so you can offer her a choice of the ones that you know she already likes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Eh… I don’t have favourite drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;42. Suggest different restaurants for going out; don't put the burden of figuring out where to go on her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: See! John said it again. He emphasized it. Darling, this is an important point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Get season tickets for the theatre, symphony, opera, ballet, or some other type of performance she likes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: It doesn’t matter whether he likes or I like. As long as we both enjoy being together. We watched GP together. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;44. Create occasions when you both can dress up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Well there are many occasions where couples can dress up and go to bed. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;45. Be understanding when she is late or decides to change her outfit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: This is typical me. I need to know what place and what is the atmosphere there to know what I should wear. I get mad if I don’t wear the right clothes to the right place because I feel I am out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;46. Pay more attention to her than to others in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: No problem with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Make her more important than the children. Let the children see her getting your attention first and foremost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Not applicable yet. How can I more important than children… it is equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;48. Buy her little presents‑like a small box of chocolates or perfume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: No chocolates for me and no perfume for me. The one I have, not even finish yet after so long. I love roses. One single rose also doesn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;49. Buy her an outfit (take a picture of your partner along with her sizes to the store and let them help you select it).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from Angie: Eh… quite hard for me. I am so big size. Maybe my inner garments? *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;50. Take pictures of her on special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Comment from Angie: He always does this. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115392009049654646?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115392009049654646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115392009049654646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392009049654646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115392009049654646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/101-ways-to-please-your-woman-part-1.html' title='101 Ways To Please Your Woman (Part 1)...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115339680278736003</id><published>2006-07-20T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:00:02.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Of Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“That is the true season of love, when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will love in the same way after us.” – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from a book called Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus by John Gray. It is quite enlightening. It has many pages and I just extract interesting things that mentioned by John Gray in his book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this book will definitely help couples to improve their relationship but too bad, I don’t believe in reading book to help you to do something. I believe in order to improve myself, I just need to rein in my temper. Simple as that. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I like to read books and it just happens that this book falls onto my lap years ago. Here is something I like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep the magic of love alive we must be flexible and adapt to the ongoing changing seasons of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SEASONS OF LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship is like a garden. If it is to thrive, it must be watered regularly. Special care must be given, taking into account the seasons as well as any unpredictable weather. New seeds must be sown and weeds must be pulled. Similarly; to keep the magic of love alive we must understand its seasons and nurture love's special needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Springtime of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failing in love is like springtime. We feel as though we will be happy forever. We cannot imagine not loving our partner. It is a time of innocence. Love seems eternal. It is a magical time when everything seems perfect and works effortlessly. Our partner seems to be the perfect fit. We effortlessly dance together in harmony and rejoice in our good fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Summer of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the summer of our love we realize our partner is not as perfect as we thought, and we have to work on our relationship. Not only is our partner from another planet, but he or she is also a human who makes mistakes and is flawed in certain ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration and disappointment arise; weeds need to be uprooted and plants need extra watering under the hot sun. It is no longer easy to give love and get the love we need. We discover that we are not always happy, and we do not always feel loving. It is not our picture of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many couples at this point become disillusioned. They do not want to work on a relationship. They unrealistically expect it to be spring all the time. They blame their partners and give up. They do not realize that love is not always easy; sometimes it requires hard work under a hot sun. In the summer season of love, we need to nurture our partner's needs as well as ask for and get the love we need. It doesn't happen automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Autumn of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of tending the garden during the summer, we get to harvest the results of our hard work. Fall has come. It is a golden time‑rich and fulfilling. We experience a more mature love that accepts and understands our partner's imperfections as well as our own. It is a time of thanksgiving and sharing. Having worked hard during summer we can relax and enjoy the love we have created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Winter of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the weather changes again, and winter comes. During the cold, barren months of winter, all of nature pulls back within itself. It is a time of rest, reflection, and renewal. This is a time in relationships when we experience our own unresolved pain or our shadow self. It is when our lid comes off and our painful feelings emerge. It is a time of solitary growth when we need to look more to ourselves than to our partners for love and fulfilment. It is a time of healing. This is the time when men hibernate in their caves and women sink to the bottom of their wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After loving and healing ourselves through the dark winter of love, then spring inevitably returns. Once again we are blessed with the feelings of hope, love, and an abundance of possibilities. Based on the inner healing and soul searching of our wintry journey, we are then able to open our hearts and feel the springtime of love.&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/24706368-115339680278736003?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115339680278736003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115339680278736003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115339680278736003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115339680278736003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/seasons-of-love.html' title='Seasons Of Love...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115330556465020461</id><published>2006-07-19T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:39:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age Is Just A Number...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Now there are more overweight people in America than average-weight people. So overweight people are now average. Which means you've met your New Year's resolution.” – Jay Leno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I want to go on and babble on age, I would like to say something here. *giggling* Someone in my Company, just commented that I lost a lot of weight. *malu tersipu-sipu* I just smiled and said thank you. I guess that was not enough for her, so she repeated the statement, “You really lost a lot of weight? What happened? Work too hard?” *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the original topic. *serious* Well as all of you are, the infamous, young and beautiful singer, Siti Nurhaliza has announced the name of the man who is going to share her life. The man is none other than the famous speculated Datuk K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with her choice? I think there is nothing wrong with her choice. Yes, a lot of people said she shouldn’t give up her youth for a man who is 20 odd years older than her. A lot of people also said that Siti is a millionaire. Why she chose him!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on… just give Siti a break. Sometimes, when an individual falls in love, he or she cannot determine who he or she wants to fall in love with. He or she will just follow his or her heart and goes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people said her marriage will not last. Let it be… Just bless them and let it be. It is her choice. She is an adult. She has chosen him. So let it be. Whether the marriage is going to last or not, nobody will know. Only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a normal mortal like us unable to know whether our marriage will last or fail. The same goes with Siti. Why people speculate her marriage will fail… Just let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young (I mean I am still young now), I told myself that I will never date with a guy who is younger than me because I cannot imagine myself being with a man who is younger. A man who is younger means more youthful looking, more childish, unstable career, and more immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don’t know whether it is fated or God is trying to make me eat my words, I said that (I will never date with a younger guy) out loud to the man that I have just met on one fateful night when he told me that he is 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez… that man always reminds me of what I said on that day even until today. That man has somehow becomes someone so important in my life that I cannot live without. The man has become my source of inspiration, my source of hope, my source of life and of course, most ultimately my source of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant is actually one year younger than me. I thought it would be a problem. I asked my best friends a lot of questions regarding this matter because it bothered me. Before I can even say “Ahh”, the question about age doesn’t matter anymore because we both have fallen into an abyss called Love. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point it, it doesn’t matter anymore how old is the person, his or her education level, his or her family background, his or her look and etc. Love is just love. It is as simple as that. It strikes you when you don’t expect it to happen but at the right time of your life. Sometimes the person that you didn’t expect to be the man of your life WILL be the man of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously never expect Ant to be anyone in my life as I make myself clear that I do not want to be a younger man’s girlfriend or wife. Look where we are now. We are in the midst of getting hitched. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories just floods in. I remember that day how shock I was when Ant told me he is younger than me. When we were introduced, I have the impression that he is older than me. That’s why I agreed to go out with him for a date. I didn’t have the chance to find out how old he is or anyone or Ant has a chance to tell me how old he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was clear that we were being electrified by some sort of invisible current when we first met and I was totally disappointed when he told me that he is one year younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blurted out to him that I do not date younger guys. I still remembered Ant asking me with a solemn face on why I do not want to date a younger guy. Just feel like laughing at the memories of the conversation about his age. That time it was a big problem to me because we were so attracted to one another and I was kinda torn between two things: to follow the instincts of my heart or to follow my principles on not dating a younger guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I would have stick to my principles on not to date a younger man, it will be the biggest, craziest, most unreasonable, stupidest and silliest mistake in my life. I will regret it my whole life because Ant is the greatest person I ever met on earth. I guess it is fated. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, Siti’s choice is not that bad. At least it is the man who is older than her. What if a man falls in love with a woman who is 20 years older? The whole community will buzz like a busy bee and talk behind her back especially if she is rich that the guy is a gigolo who desperately wants her money and if she isn’t rich, the guy will be proclaimed as the world silliest man. E.g: Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher - Fame, Money, Look or Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we look closer, all these couples are really in love. Give them benefit of doubt. Love is a mystery. It works wonders and you just can’t dictate or program your heart to fall in love with someone who fits in everyone’s criteria of what a woman aged 25 should be getting or should fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give Siti Nurhaliza a chance to prove that her choice, Datuk K is the only man that can love her, cherish her, protect her and take good care of her until she returns to Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am very proud of her that she sticks to her decision to marry Datuk K even though a lot of parties especially her fans do not approve it. She is a brave lass and let us give her some credit on this. It proves that her love is unconditional and she wants to dictate her own life by making her own choices, rather than listening to everyone else and regret later in her life for not fighting for the one she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2 cents. *eh where got so cheap* Just my 2 ringgit. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I saw M. Nasir today. Just right in front of me. Well, he looks nice. I think nicer than on screen. Quite a tall man. But the beard is all over. Kinda a turn off to me. I like man clean shaven man like Ant. *muacks – tai sek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115330556465020461?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115330556465020461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115330556465020461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330556465020461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330556465020461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/age-is-just-number.html' title='Age Is Just A Number...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115330548768923280</id><published>2006-07-18T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:38:07.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Of Stars...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.” – Havelock Ellis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boyfriend of mine, just recover from fever and throat inflammation, wants to go gym already. In fact, yesterday itself, he wants to go already. Sigh… don’t know how to say him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, it is already one month and his enthusiasm still the same. It doesn’t wane at all like what you said it is going to be. Sigh… Gila gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I managed to get the ticket for Night of Stars organized by my Company. *smiling* Anyway the concert is not something I really want to go. Emil Chow and Victor Wong are going to sing in a language which I am not familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go because we get seated tickets as we are the purchasers and we just want to enjoy ourselves with freebies. *laugh out loud* Since the ticket is free, why not? Since we get seated VIP seats, why not? Why want to waste the tickets right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that it makes me feel like I am near to home whenever I am at that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be on the 29th July 2006, 8pm. Who interested, please let me know so I can get tickets for you but it is going to be free standing tickets. Not seated. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today 18 July 2006 is our 10th month anniversary. Two more months down the road, it is going to be our 1st year anniversary. *giggling* So excited over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I took leave already on 18 September 2006. We are going to pamper ourselves and treat each other a nice sumptuous meal. We are going to KL Tower Revolving Restaurant for a dinner. It costs about RM100++ per pax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food isn’t great according to my friends but the experience and the view are superb. We are not so certain whether we are going for food or view. If it is the view, we will be sticking to our original plan of going to KL Tower. It is like 200++ feet high up the sky, you know. *giddy with excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are going for food, maybe we can go somewhere else which gives good limitless oysters and mussels, prawns and sashimi *laughing* and might cost even lesser than RM100++ per pax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 10 months anniversary, Darling. I love you so super much! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115330548768923280?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115330548768923280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115330548768923280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330548768923280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330548768923280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/night-of-stars.html' title='Night Of Stars...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115330531642867529</id><published>2006-07-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:35:16.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Keeping your body healthy is an expression of gratitude to the whole cosmos - the trees, the clouds, everything." – Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, Ant and I went to gym for out R.P.M class at 2.15pm. We paid our dues so long time ago and until now, we have not received our free gifts (True Fitness bag, water bottle, 2 towels, etc etc). It is quit disappointing to always hear them saying that the free gifts are not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is time for me to write a complaint letter. It shouldn’t be this way. They do not provide us towels when we go to gym. We have to bring our own right now because we have not received ours from them. All they do is apologizing. Geez…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think a big gym like this doesn’t have enough money to buy the freebies and distributes it to the members. We paid so freaking long time ago. How can “got no stock”!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back home from gym at about 4pm. Ant took a bath and I was playing DotA. I noticed Ant was a bit sleepy and kept on lying on the bed. I checked on him and I knew it was not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant was sick. We didn’t know what sick but his body was weak. I thought I have exhausted him in some ways. I let him sleep before I woke him up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Ant called me up to bring him to see doctor. Poor baby. So kesian… Doctor said Ant has throat inflammation. That causes him to have a mild fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to eat breakfast, so I took him to eat and then I bought him bread with cream (he likes them very much). My mum cooked chicken porridge and asked Ant to go over to eat it but he was too tired and sleepy to move around as the medicine made him drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why Ant always sick. I am always worried about him. Maybe I have to make a lot of herbal drinks for him. No more heaty stuff for him, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I always vent my temper and frustration, but deep inside my heart, I always love him. *huggies darling* Love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to rush home to see him and cuddle with him. Just hope he is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115330531642867529?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115330531642867529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115330531642867529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330531642867529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330531642867529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/poor-baby.html' title='Poor Baby...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115330493090717314</id><published>2006-07-16T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:28:50.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Old Party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A box of crayons and a big sheet of paper provides a more expressive medium for kids than computerized paint programs.” – Clifford Stoll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister’s baby is going to be one month old. Time flies, isn’t it? This Sunday will be his one month birthday party. My grandma, aunties, uncles and cousins from Singapore and Penang will be coming over to see the baby and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room will be a place for them to bunk over on Saturday. As you guys aware, I am always not at home during weekends. So I offered my place for them to sleep. Hopefully it will be comfortable for them to sleep on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… must remind my mum to change the bedsheet. *laugh wickedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t go back to Penang for a very long time. Most probably I will go back to Penang during my best friend’s wedding. Cannot miss that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of this month, there is a festival in Bukit Mertajam. St. Anne Festival. I am not a Catholic but I always went to St. Anne Church to join the crowd to pray and have some fun especially the food stalls along Jalan Kulim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never missed St. Anne before. Even when I was studying in Malacca, I don’t think I have ever miss going to St. Anne festival once. I guess I have to miss it this year because I do not see any reason to go back to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family doesn’t want to go back home as well. Sometimes, you just give up hope. You pray every year so that your family is in good health, everyone is in good condition and shape and then poop! Suddenly things happened to your family and you just lost faith in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t see the point of going to St. Anne anymore. Someday I would like to bring Ant to visit St. Anne church because it is very beautiful. It is a very beautiful and peaceful place. You feel nice when you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a good location to take pre-wedding photographs. Believe me. For those who have the dough to travel to and fro from KL to Penang to take their photographs, it will be a great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Ant is not a Christian, so it doesn’t matter whether I go to St. Anne or not. What matters most is I go to CHINESE TEMPLE. *laugh out loud* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are free, please do come and join my sister’s baby full moon party. There will be yellow rice with chicken curry, ang ku kuih, fried mihun, fried mee and I don’t know what else my mum will prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot make it, it is also okay. As long as you can make it when it comes to Ant and my baby. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115330493090717314?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115330493090717314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115330493090717314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330493090717314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115330493090717314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-month-old-party.html' title='One Month Old Party...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115276696773049045</id><published>2006-07-13T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:02:47.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Not Fair, I Tell You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?” - Edgar Bergen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is new? I am here again seething with anger. Why am I so angry? Ask Ant. He worked until 12 o’ clock in the morning on 11 July 2006 and now, he is working late again. He said he will be back at about 10 o’ clock at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to say. I just feel it is an injustice done to him. I don’t know whether he sees my point the way I want it to be. He told me he needs to cover for this guy and this guy and this guy. I am so sick of hearing all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as working late at night unless you are INEFFICIENT! If you are INEFFICIENT, then you have to work late at night. How late can a person work? If you cannot finish your work on time, then it is okay spend 1 to 2 hours extra to finish it. It is okay to work till 7pm or 8pm but not 12am!!! And NOT EVERYDAY!!! I seriously don’t understand how can a person endures working so late at night and sometimes Sunday, just keeping quiet and be the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand why can’t a person just stand up for his own right! I don’t understand why a person has to be the victim. I don’t understand at all. I don’t understand why a person can be so timid and let other people bullied him to the maximum. I seriously don’t think I understand all these bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can call it responsibility to WORK LATE AT NIGHT but I call it BULLSHIT! I never heard of any responsibility call WORK LATE AT NIGHT TO COVER A COLLEAGUE WHO HAS BEEN ABSENT TO WORK FOR TWO FREAKING DAYS! That’s not freaking responsibility. That’s call EASY TO BE MESS AROUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry right now that I don’t even know how to express it! I feel like tearing my laptop apart and scream loudly!!! If you are a follower, you will always be a follower and you will never be a leader! If you just accept whatever that is thrown to your head, then you will always be at the bottom of the line, receiving orders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept orders too but I don’t work late at night! There are no such things as working late at night in my worktionary! You have to balance between your private life and your working life. Come on… you spend 7am to 6pm, about 11 hours, trying to get your ass to work and then trying to get your ass back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend 11 hours out of 24 hours and out of the 13 remaining hours, you use up about 8 hours to sleep. The remaining 5 hours, you use it to work again??? If this call life? Might as well you set up a tent and stay at the construction site! Blanket yourself with the stars and the moon! Isn’t that lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that Ant has to work so late at night and he doesn’t spend enough time with me. That is not part of my argument. I just feel it is not fair and injustice for the love of my life has to work so late at night. I feel pain for him. I feel unfair for him and I feel it isn’t right. Why must my Ant has to be the one to work so late at night? My heart aches, you know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not being unreasonable or not understanding enough! I just don’t want him to work so late and in the end, he will suffer, sick or something. Just make me feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the company so poor that they have limited resources? Then might as well close down the company and don’t freaking use any new MIVEN or MYASS method to build houses. Just use the conventional formwork way to build houses! You have not learned how to walk and you want to run and use some other new MYASS method that needs more resources! CRAP! HORSESHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel Ant is being victimized! I do not like anybody close to me to be victimized in any sense! If I do not respect Ant, I will just walk into his company and demand for an explanation on why he has to work so late at night and yet there is no some sort of compensation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey working from 7am to 12am is no joke okay! The next day he has to wake up at 7am again and then work again until 10pm. No joke! Think my Ant is some kind of robot that you just need to wind the screw attached at his back and he can be a clockwork site engineer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally don’t understand how can a person stand this treatment from his company. No company has the right to instruct a worker to stay until 12am and work. No right at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you never stand up for your right once it has happened to you, your right will automatically be taken away because silence means consent. That’s the reason why some rapist can get away from prison. Because the victims kept silent and never say NO to them! When you keep quiet and meekly follow, you consent! Your rightful right will be taken away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another word, YOU ARE BEING RAPED, Ant… unfortunately, not by me but your COMPANY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My darling Ant. It is your job and it is your career. I never say anything about asking you to quit your job and get a proper 9am to 5pm job. It is never my intention. If you feel it is okay for you to work once a while until 12am, then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just my intention to express how I feel about you working so late at night because to me, you are being victimized. That’s all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to stay in this stupid HORSESHIT company, then it is your choice. If you choose to leave, it is also your choice. I am not taking part in decision making because I do not want to influence your choice. It is your career. It is your job. So you have to make your own decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I respect your decision but that doesn’t mean I will keep quiet and stop screaming up and down when you work late at night again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As your girlfriend, it is my right to express my thoughts to you. I am keeping this right and I am not going to keep quiet and silently being raped by you. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, Ant. I don’t like seeing you working so hard and so tired late at night. I know my tirade making you feel worse but I just can’t help it. Blame it on my explosive temper that you love so much. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why every time I typed it out, I feel a lot better! Like all my anger has seeped away into the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115276696773049045?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115276696773049045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115276696773049045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115276696773049045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115276696773049045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-is-not-fair-i-tell-you.html' title='It Is Not Fair, I Tell You...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115268148025167997</id><published>2006-07-12T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:18:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Of Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment of life is a miracle and mystery.” – H. G. Wells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling in Love...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a mystery why we fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a mystery how it happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why some love grows and it is mystery why some love fails. You can analyze this mystery and look for reasons and causes, but you will never do anymore than take the life out of the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as life itself is more than the sum of the bones and muscles and electrical impulses in the body, love is more than the sum of the interest and attractions and commonalties that two people share. And just as life itself is a gift that comes and goes in its own time, so too, the coming of love must be taken as an unfathomable gift that cannot be questioned in its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, hopefully at least once in your life the gift of love will come to you in full flower, and you will take hold of it and celebrate it in all inexpressible beauty. This is the dream we all share. More often, it will come and take hold of you, celebrate you for a brief moment, then move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this happens to young people, they to often try to grasp the love and hold it to them, refusing to see that it is a gift that is freely given and a gift that just as freely, moves away. When they fall out of love, or the person they love feels the spirit of love leaving, they try desperately to reclaim the love that is lost rather accepting the gift for what it was, and then moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want answer where are no answers. They want to know what is wrong in them that make the other person no longer love them, or they try to get their lover to change, thinking that if some small things were different, love would bloom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They blame their circumstances and say that if they go far away start a new life together, their love will grow. They try anything to give meaning to what has happened. But there is no meaning beyond the love itself, and until they accept its own mysterious was; they live in sea of misery. You need to know this about love, and to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to treat what it brings you with kindness. If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn't choose to rest in the person’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find someone else in love with you and you don't love him, feel honoured that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return. Do not cause pain. How you deal with love is how you deal with you, and all our hearts feel the same pains and joys, even if our lives and ways are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall in love with another, and he falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or to asses blame. Let it go. There is a reason and there is a meaning. You will know in time. Remember that you don't choose love. Love chooses you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes in to your life. Fell way it fills you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you. Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. Give to the world around you in anyway you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long without love, they understand love only as a need. They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love, and they begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first blush of new love is filled to overflowing, but as their love cools, they revert to seeing their love as a need. They cease to be someone who generates love and instead become someone who seeks love is that it is a gift, and that it can be made to grow only by giving it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this, and keep it to your heart. Love has its own time, its own seasons, and its own reason for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it, or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if it chooses to leave from your heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do. Love always has been and always will be a mystery. Be glad that it came to live for a moment in your life. If you keep your heart open it will come again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115268148025167997?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115268148025167997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115268148025167997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115268148025167997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115268148025167997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/mystery-of-love.html' title='Mystery Of Love...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115268122094900431</id><published>2006-07-09T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:13:40.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Fruitful Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The roses, the lovely notes, the dining and dancing are all welcome and splendid. But when the Godiva is gone, the gift of real love is having someone who'll go the distance with you. Someone who, when the wedding day limo breaks down, is willing to share a seat on the bus.” – Oprah Winfrey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing old friends after a freaking long time is always one of the best things in life. I had the opportunity to meet my ex university mates during one of my ex university mates’ wedding. The bride and the bridegroom have been together since their first year. They are a very compatible and handsome couple, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work as usual early in the morning. I stayed over at Ant’s place and I woke up to go back home to take my bath. When I was ready, I called Ant and we went for breakfast. I met my mum and my sister there. My mum was doing her shopping for my eldest sister’s baby’s 12th day luncheon party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some noodle and Ant had some toast bread. He didn’t want to stuff himself with a heavy breakfast because he has an appointment with PERSONAL TRAINER at True Fitness. *as if he needed it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Ant a big kiss and squeezed him tightly before I went to work. *felt so good* Work was as usual. I was just waiting for the time to pass as fast as possible and when the clock struck 1pm, I rushed home. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed, packed my stuff (staying over at Ant’s place after the wedding dinner) and rushed to pick Ant up. I was rushing to my friend, Pei Yee’s place for make up and hair do. Pei Yee is very good in this. She is an amateur, she claims but she has such a good skill that I appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an ugly person. I don’t see any beauty in my place or any pleasant feature. Sometimes I wonder why Ant falls in love with me. Maybe he sees something that I never notice I have. *giggles* Pei Yee was able to give me a very natural make up and nice hair do in just 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant was sleeping in Pei Yee’s house while waiting for me. *what a pig* You can see the picture below for the complete transformation of me. *hehe* I am very proud of Pei Yee since Day 1 I saw her doing make-up for Mooi Ney’s wedding (my another best friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind that Pei Yee is going to be my exclusive make up artist. She said that herself. *hehe* She is going to make up for me during my registration, my house warming party, my wedding and whatever function that is coming my way. She does it for FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I will not let that happen. Do you know make up artist in the market charges RM700 – RM1,000 for 2 make up sessions? They do not even include ampluse (not sure how it is spelled. It is something to protect your face from the make up), fake eyelashes and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Pei Yee is a very wonderful friend. She is very tall and very pretty. Very model like. She has so many admirers that during her birthday, she had about 5-6 cakes and there were like 5-7 bouquets of roses in her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one guy who actually took leave to cook for her and delivered the food to her office for her. Then he tried to persuade one of our friends to fetch Pei Yee to the airport so that he can surprise Pei Yee with a trip to Bangkok. FREE!!! *Crazy* She is very beautiful. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I drove to Malacca at about 4.45pm and we reached Malacca at about 6.30pm. It was quite an enjoyable trip. Ant and I talked non stop. We have so many things to discuss about and also teasing each other. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up Vincent and Sii Ming from Bukit Beruang and off we went to the Heng Ann Association Hall for the wedding banquet. It was very hard to find the place because I didn’t know there are two Tan Kim Hocks in Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there in Malacca for 4 freaking years and I don’t even know there are two Tan Kim Hocks. That shows how studious I was back then. *laugh out loud* Eventually, Rudy and June came to our rescue. *We have to wait for him like donkeys in the car but then we know we can always count on Rudy (vomit on the floor and never recover)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to reach the place just in time. We were like the last few people who arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow… so many familiar faces. What is the most amazing is most of them are married and all those who are married are pregnant! *rolls my eyes* I was like… hmmm never know my university mates are so productive. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to see everyone again and we were just busy snapping pictures around. In fact, I think me and Ant were busy snapping our own pictures more than anything. *hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great. Simple yet the presentation is great! What I enjoyed most the camaraderie between Rudy and June and Ant and I. We talked, laughed, joked and also spied on Vincent and Sii Ming. *laugh out loud* Aren’t we still the naughtiest bunch around? *nod nod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding dinner, Rudy, June, Vincent, Sii Ming, Ant and I went for a drink at Bukit Beruang. The place changed like nobody’s business. Even the roads seem to be shifted to another side. Luckily we managed to move around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many buildings that are new and so unfamiliar. I think the place is getting too commercialized. I prefer the old Bukit Beruang rather than the new. Even Ranibala is not around anymore! How can!!! Our favourite mamak beside the main road! The place where we hanged out! *Aiyoh* Where is my Ranibala macha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I left Malacca at about 12.30am. We reached Selangor at about 2.15am. We were like zombies when we reached home. Ant was very tired and he even talked in his sleep. He was speaking Bahasa Melayu and this was not the first time he talked in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once he pushed me away when he was sleeping and uttering some Bahasa Melayu words. When he woke up, I told him he pushed me away during the night and he said “Really? I thought I was dreaming. Tomi (his Indonesian worker) was playing a fool with me, so I pushed him away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stupefied when he said that.  It can be scary sleeping with someone who talked and pushed people away in his sleep. Who knows what he will do next. Sleep walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey no joke okay. I watched one documentary before. This guy slept walk and went over to his in laws’ house and killed them when they were sleeping!!! No joke! This documentary still haunts me until today. Scary, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know Ant will not do anything bad to me. He loves me too much to do so. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one wedding down and thousands more to go! *rolls my eyes* &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/24706368-115268122094900431?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115268122094900431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115268122094900431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115268122094900431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115268122094900431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/very-fruitful-trip.html' title='A Very Fruitful Trip...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115227511074209710</id><published>2006-07-07T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:25:10.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love vs Marriage...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“All married couples should learn the art of battle as they should learn the art of making love. Good battle is objective and honest - never vicious or cruel. Good battle is healthy and constructive, and brings to a marriage the principle of equal partnership.” – Ann Landers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is holding hands in the street.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is holding arguments in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is dinner for two in your favourite restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is cuddling on a sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is deciding on a sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is talking about having children.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is talking about getting away from children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is going to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is going to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a romantic drive.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a tarmac drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is losing your appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is losing your figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is sweet nothing in the ear.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is sweet nothing in the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a flickering flame.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a flickering television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is one drink and two straws.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, love is blind...&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is an eye opener (a revelation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS MARRIAGE THIS BAD???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115227511074209710?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115227511074209710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115227511074209710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115227511074209710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115227511074209710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-vs-marriage.html' title='Love vs Marriage...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115227497053158983</id><published>2006-07-06T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:22:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cutest Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Women have more to offer this world than just a fallopian tube. Nothing is going to change until you quit looking at us as just sperm receptacles.” – Barbara Hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family snapped a few pictures of my sister’s baby. He is so adorable. I showed many of my friends and they said he is so cute. He is only 2 weeks old and he looks like 1 to 2 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some friends who feel that the baby looks like me. *laugh out loud* I wish I can share with you guys how he looks like but I am worried about putting baby’s pictures on the net. My pictures are alright but not my sister’s baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said, I really yearn for a baby so much. I mean my nephew is so cute. I can’t help but feel so ‘geram’ with him. I mean it is so wonderful to have baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I admit it is a bit gross to have baby especially during delivery and labour but the heck with it! Just jab my spine with epidural. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant’s mum told us during his brother’s registration that 2007 is not a good year to get married nor registered. She actually told us to get registered this year. We want it to be 2007 but since Ant’s mum said it is not a good year, we will listen to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think we plan it to be either end of this year or early 2008. *whisper – but 2008 is so far away!!! Wait till my neck also long like giraffe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I decided that it is going to be end of this year but again, it is all up to him. *whisper – because he is the one who has to propose to me. If he doesn’t propose to me, takkan I propose to him, kan?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just have to sit and wait for the time to come (but I cannot help feeling so excited for it). Being registered means we are one step nearer to the wedding and also nearer to being able to have babies on our own (of course that has to wait till the Chinese ceremony).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant said we have to go and select a date already. I was thinking, he has not proposed yet, how to go and select a date… Don’t tell me he wants to skip a step? *showing my fist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we are going to Malacca for a wedding dinner. The bride and the bridegroom are my ex-coursemates when I was studying in Multimedia University. They have been together since the first year itself. *sigh* So romantic, isn’t it? Happy for them that they are tying the knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be meeting lotsa friends during the wedding. Ex-coursemates, all over Malaysia will be meeting up. So I guess it is going to be a reunion as well. I will show you guys the pictures once I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya… on Sunday, it is my sister’s baby 12th day luncheon party. Pam, if you are free to come, just drop by okay? Mum is going to cook pork leg, chicken with wine (Chinese wine) and a few more other dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and see the 2006 World Cutest Baby (well for now he is the world cutest baby, until Leong Junior is out in 2008/2009/2010/2011/n  - tak tahu bila saya akan mengandung ma - *laugh out loud*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115227497053158983?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115227497053158983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115227497053158983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115227497053158983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115227497053158983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cutest-baby.html' title='World Cutest Baby...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115207911099773622</id><published>2006-07-05T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:58:31.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Later, We Will Be Living In It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The most important work you and I will ever do will be within the walls of our own homes.” - Harold B. Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is how our home looks like now since last month. They are starting to build the first floor floors and walls. You can see from the pictures that they are also putting in bricks. I am so excited. Every month, I look forward to download the picture of our beloved home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month down and 19 months more to go! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The developer started to bill us already. The stage 2: 10% of the purchase price. The loan agreement is pending for signature and we got to pay the lawyer RM3,600 after that. So expensive!!! Next life, I am going to be a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is the picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home sweet walls… haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/Serangoon1-structuralandbrickworksi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/24706368-115207911099773622?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115207911099773622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115207911099773622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115207911099773622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115207911099773622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-years-later-we-will-be-living-in.html' title='Two Years Later, We Will Be Living In It...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115207828574117422</id><published>2006-07-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:56:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heck! I Am A Year Older Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“To resist the frigidity of old age one must combine the body, the mind and the heart - and to keep them in parallel vigor one must exercise, study and love.” - Karl von Bonstetten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep at about 12.30am with Ant whispering “Happy Birthday, Darling” to me. I felt so blissful and happy. I woke up feeling very good and happy with a pair of warm, strong arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant went back home to bath at about 6.45am and I went back to bed. I woke up at about 7.20am and immediately I went to take my bath. I rushed downstairs and I smelled the longevity noodle that my mum prepared for me with eggs and chicken!!! Hmm… taste so good… finger lickin’ good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant bought me a Solvil et Titus watch. It has quite a unique strap and the face of the watch is purple in colour. Maybe I have quite a few things in purple. That’s why Ant bought me a purple face watch. I love the watch very much. It matches with me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good lunch with my colleagues at Secret Recipe. I had brownies. *laugh out loud* So delicious. I tell you, I am like a prisoner who has just escaped from the prison. I have sin. Gluttony. I ate Spaghetti Bolognese. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait for the watch to tell me that it is 5.15pm. I rushed home and I opened my cupboard but I couldn’t find anything that I want to wear. Ant told me to dress up nicely and I took 2 hours to get ready and when I was done, I don’t dare to even peek at the mess in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clothes were scattered everywhere in the room. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant brought me to Bumbuu Bali. It is a quite a nice place but somehow I felt whatever I was wearing didn’t match with the place. Sometimes I don’t like surprises. I like to be prepared and in another word, to be in control. *laugh* Wearing clothes that doesn’t match with the place, makes me mad and spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I tried my very best to control my mood. Ant finally understood why I said I have to know the place to know what to wear. Standing there in front of the restaurant, you can actually see the people dine there wearing so casual. It was a bit embarrassing and I hated that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys don’t understand these things because whatever you guys wear, it suits any occasion. Just don’t give me anymore of this kind of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the food very much. I had beef and lamb combo. It came with mashed potato, coleslaw, sweet corn and a glass of ice lemon tea. The cost: RM30.50. Quite cheap for the portion that they gave. I couldn’t finished the food so we ‘bungkus’ for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant had chicken and lamb combo. Very super delicious.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great evening with Ant. Thanks everyone for your wishes. I had a very wonderful day and I enjoyed myself thoroughly. Too bad it is only 24 hours. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures. So enjoy the pictures, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, “Happy Birthday, Angie”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7040025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7040034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7040030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7040045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y281/babysiew/P7040021-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115207828574117422?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115207828574117422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115207828574117422' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115207828574117422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115207828574117422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/heck-i-am-year-older-today.html' title='Heck! I Am A Year Older Today...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115197471861206347</id><published>2006-07-02T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T08:58:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman Returns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.” - George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a very great weekend with Ant. I had a great time witnessing Ant’s bro and his girlfriend registered at Thean Hou Temple on 1 July 2006. There were so many people there. Guess it was the first Saturday and also a very good day for couples to get registered. Congratulations to Ant’s brother and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner with Ant’s family at Manhattan Fish Market. I tried the baked fish with garden herbs. Wow… fantastic. The fish was basically covered with green herbs. I love the dish. Recommended, dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we brought Ant’s sisters for movie. We watch Fast and Furious 3: Tokyo Drift. It is 18SG and his sister is under 18. *laugh out loud* The ticket seller just gave us a wink and a ‘ssshhh’ sign. What a nice guy. We enjoyed the movie very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t watch Fast and Furious 1 and 2 and luckily 3 is not interconnected with 1 and 2. *grins* So I enjoyed it thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my Sunday having birthday lunch with my girlfriends. I got my baking book!!! I got Body Shop Body Gel (passion fruit flavour) and Body Shop Dry Mist Lotion (passion fruit flavour) as well. I love my present very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also bought me a birthday cake. A tiramisu cake from La Manila. Enjoy it very much. The birthday lunch was at Mizi Shabu Shabu Steamboat, one of my favourite place. My friends like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant spent his Sunday browsing around at Sunway Pyramid for my birthday present. So he didn’t join us for lunch. *laugh out loud* He always spent his time with me so he doesn’t have any time alone to go and shop secretly. *laugh out loud* So I gave him the liberty (wahahaha) to go and shop for my pressie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went and watched Superman Returns at night. Wow!!! I recommended this movie. Mati mati also you have to watch this movie. It is great! It was 2.5 hours and it is great. I enjoyed the handsomeness of the Superman’s face and his spandex. *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just joking but it is really a worth to watch movie. There are some scenes which are very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant said in the comic, Lois Lane is married to Clark Kent a.k.a Superman. Lois Lane is pregnant and then she died because the baby has super strength. The baby kicked her in the tummy and trying to stretch here and there and caused her death. The baby also died because of premature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tragic!!! However the movie is not so tragic. Thank God. I think the person who drew the comic is a bit sadist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and watch it ok? *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115197471861206347?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115197471861206347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115197471861206347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115197471861206347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115197471861206347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman-returns.html' title='Superman Returns...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115197394790373729</id><published>2006-06-30T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T08:45:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupational Hazard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Blessed is the man who has some congenial work, some occupation in which he can put his heart, and which affords a complete outlet to all the forces there are in him.” – John Burroughs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite moody today. Sometimes I don’t understand why women want to fight for their own right and pride. I prefer to stay at home and take care of my babies. Like my mum and my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not have to worry how to make ends meet or about economy, etc. They just need to know what to cook tonight and make sure the house is clean, the babies are asleep. I think I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me sick how people treat Internal Auditors. We are actually human as well. We just work as instructed and we do not find fault with processes. We just want to improve processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand we have bosses as well and we are sometimes instruct to do things that we do not even want to do, afraid to do or instruct to ask questions that we ourselves feel embarrassed to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always shout at us and say things like this, “Why don’t you guys come to my department and work under me for a week? Then you will understand why I need 14 days for my variation orders?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey… I can answer him back, “Why don’t you be an Internal Auditor for a week and see how you can tactfully handles people who shout at you for something that you are instructed to do in front of everyone and at the same time you have to maintain your smile and act like nothing happens?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you guys… it is not easy. Every occupation has their advantages and disadvantages. Sometimes we understand your problem and we try to give recommendations which are practical and if it is not practical, auditee can voice out but all they choose to do is just said, “You are going to ruin my life. You are going to make my job worse. It is very hard to work anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on, they will just resign as a sign of rebellion. Seriously, so far we audited, two people resign from the company. I do not know what are the reasons but they resigned immediately after our reports were out. Freaky coincidence, I might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I here to ruin people’s life? Why the top management sees the quality of the things we did but the people did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditors can be good friends too. We always try to be friends with everyone but people look at us like we are lepers. It is just sad. I miss my previous company whereby everyone went lunch with me, laughed and chit chat together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here… if my colleagues have dates with their boyfriend or go to IOI Mall to shop, I will be alone. My boyfriend cannot have lunch with me even though he is around the neighbourhood because he is a contractor. Yes, I know. Silly rules… it is all about appear to be independence thingy and all those crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway being a housewife is also not easy. Later on, your kids will tell you that the food that you cook is not nice, your hubby will tell you that his shirts are all not well ironed, your neighbours will complain that you simply throw rubbish and the rubbish that you throw reach their boundary, your hubby will complain that you look like a monster when he wakes up and asks you to cover your face with blanket for he is afraid to look at your housewifely look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh… like this also cannot, like that also cannot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lonely in the office right now during lunch time. I wish Ant is here to hug me and have lunch with me. I miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that got me some idea! Ant should establish a new company… and then I will be his company’s internal auditor. He is the boss, so he will support internal auditors. I will be his eyes and ears. Then, I do my reporting to the boss on bed at night *laugh out loud* I am so sure we won’t be able to discuss much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I audit his employees and the processes handle by them. They won’t dare to complain or shout at me because I am the BOSS’S WIFE (Taukeh Soh ler!!!) At most, they will talk behind my back but when I turn over, hush… quiet liao… They will be scared of me because I pay their salary too! *laugh wickedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, my working hours is from 9am to 1pm. After 1pm, I become a housewife. Modern housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah… that is such a freaking good idea neh! Wah… makes me all so excited liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling… when you want to open a new company arrrr??? *purrs like a cat* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115197394790373729?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115197394790373729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115197394790373729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115197394790373729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115197394790373729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/06/occupational-hazard.html' title='Occupational Hazard...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115148634753884535</id><published>2006-06-28T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T17:19:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are My Sunshine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.” – Robert Frost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;My only sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;You make me happy,When the skies are grey,&lt;br /&gt;You never know Dear,&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t take my sunshine away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony is my sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;My only Anthony,&lt;br /&gt;You make me happy,&lt;br /&gt;When the skies are grey,&lt;br /&gt;You never know Dear,&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t take my Anthony away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so funny. I used to sing this song when I was in Red Crescent Society. Now, no more. Maybe I should start singing this song to my cutie, cutie pie little nephew. Looking at him sleeping so soundly, makes me feel so happy. He is so cute and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to talk about Ant now. Ant, nowadays is very shrouded with mystery. He is so secretive. Every step he walks, tells me that there is some secret he is hiding from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what secret he is hiding from me. He told me himself. He told me he is not going to buy me any cook book or baking book for my birthday. He said he is going to buy something else. After he said that, he smiled with glee because he knew I will not be able to sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I interrogated him and I tortured him to tell me what he is buying for me. He was still adamant. Curiosity kills the cat and also me! Argh… luckily I was quite occupied for the one whole week that I didn’t ask him again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is nice to have a surprise once a while. So I will let it be this time until I have the hunch that he is hiding something from me again. *blerk* Wait till his birthday! I am going to do the same, same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also bringing me out for dinner. He doesn’t want to tell where. Hmm… never mind. I will just be the STAR of the night. Yippee… I am very happy that my birthday is coming and at the same time, I am sad that I am getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time when I was 12, I wanted to be 18. Now that I am going to be 20+, I want to be 18 back. *laugh out loud* I guess humans can never be satisfied with whatever they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether my mum will make longevity noodle for me with a big chicken drumstick and red eggs! When I was away studying and also working in KL, I hardly had the luxury of longevity noodle with a big chicken drumstick and red eggs made by my mum because I was so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like asking my mum to do it for me. Longevity noodle is actually called “mee sua” in Chinese. It is a very long noodle and signifies longevity. It is very nice, you know. Tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make it for Ant for his birthday… Only if he tells me what is the secret behind his smile!!! *laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24706368-115148634753884535?l=babysiew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/feeds/115148634753884535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24706368&amp;postID=115148634753884535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115148634753884535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24706368/posts/default/115148634753884535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysiew.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You Are My Sunshine...'/><author><name>Angie Siew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmghTvG4-2w/TFU50zMJU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Eg7TrxNDQuU/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24706368.post-115130061147691556</id><published>2006-06-26T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:43:31.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.” – Carl Sandburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is nothing like a newborn baby to renew your spirit - and to buttress your resolve to make the world a better place.” – Virginia Kelley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was scheduled to deliver her baby on 26 June 2006 at 12.30am. She was supposed to arrive at the hospital at 12.30am and it was going to be an induced delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby is so naughty. He is so cute. He wants to come to the world to see his grandma, aunties and uncle as soon as possible. My sister’s water broke on 25 June 2006 at 2.00am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Ant’s house and I was shocked to receive a call from my mum at 2.00am. Ant and I were not sleeping yet as we were playing DotA. My mum was on the way to the hospital with my sister and we were all so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She delivered the baby at 11.29am on 25 June 2006. The baby has no name yet as my sister needs to seek for the temple advice on what name is suitable for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird to ask for a divine’s guidance for a baby’s name but well, in order to feel comforted that you choose the right name for the baby, what has to be done has to be done. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the God said the most suitable name for the baby is Ah Kow… Will you name your baby Ah Kow? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant and I went to visit the baby at about 8.30pm. We had a long day and we managed to arrive at the hospital about 8.30pm. Oh my god… the baby is so cute. His mouth is so pretty. What a lovely sight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is about 3.45kg. A very healthy baby and my sister was having difficulty to bring him to the world. What a sacrifice a mother has to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister told me her experience during childbirth 
