<?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-19054587</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:53:34.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits &amp; Pieces</title><subtitle type='html'>Bits &amp; Pieces, here &amp; there....
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I read through from the first post that I made until the very last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed these years. We all change with time, just hope that it's for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And am glad to know you better too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-3877367619271574494?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/3877367619271574494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=3877367619271574494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/3877367619271574494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/3877367619271574494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-years-already.html' title='4 years already...'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-2831914667265827025</id><published>2009-11-14T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:40:53.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Too Long</title><content type='html'>Ahem.... it's been tooooo long since this blog has been left in cobwebs. I'm just dropping by here to say that since the last post in this blog, I have gotten to know a few of you girls much better already, and it's been a fun ride! Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-2831914667265827025?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/2831914667265827025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=2831914667265827025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/2831914667265827025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/2831914667265827025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2009/11/been-too-long.html' title='Been Too Long'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16445412183020413554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-5444417230233481804</id><published>2007-10-01T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T15:13:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Thomas &amp; Joanne's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-2a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346356921642&amp;amp;site=widget-2a.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346356921642&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2a.slide.com/p1/648518346356921642/bb_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346356921642&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2a.slide.com/p2/648518346356921642/bb_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-5444417230233481804?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/5444417230233481804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=5444417230233481804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/5444417230233481804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/5444417230233481804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-thomas-joannes-big-day.html' title='At Thomas &amp; Joanne&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-7010126369188147614</id><published>2007-09-17T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:56:48.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice gathering</title><content type='html'>it has been a while since i saw AM, VP, OD and sandy.  so, it was really good to see AM, VP and sandy at jaylyn's 4th birthday party.  hmm... OD, why you didn't come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mothers are getting prettier each day and their kids are growing so quickly... especially jayden and reeve.  but, i'm really glad to been able to catch up with all the pretty mummies. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-7010126369188147614?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/7010126369188147614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=7010126369188147614&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/7010126369188147614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/7010126369188147614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/09/nice-gathering.html' title='nice gathering'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-8035517849893242375</id><published>2007-08-14T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:12:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pheeeewwww!!! after the 15th time of keying in the wrong username and password, i finally got help from blogger to send me a new password. I am suppose to be very busy at work today, but somehow, without knowing why, i logged on to BnP with an intention to blog something and saw Joanne's (JT747) post, which was also posted today. I checked the calender thrice to make sure that its 14th today...why? Because its such a coincidence that we both have chosen to blog today after so many months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I had lunch with IS and Choon Yew yesterday at Oriental something in Jaya 33. I have not seen both these fellas for so long and was glad to have finally met up with them. CY introduced IS and I into using this new "shoutout" thing on our handphone. Just have to pay 25cents to register and then you can follow whoever you choose to follow on handphone to get latest updates on a daily basis. I know it sounds confusing, for more details log on to &lt;a href="http://www.pacmee.com/"&gt;http://www.pacmee.com/&lt;/a&gt; or call &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CY at 012.3885590&lt;/span&gt; to learn more. Say, if JT747 wants to "fong fei kei" again as usual, all she have to do is send an sms to say FFK to 22700 and all her followers will get the same sms on their mobile instantly, so its cheap and cost effective lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Another thing is, Nicole have requested all the ladies to get away for 3D 2N in early September or middle to either Tioman (i suggested), Maya Hotel (OD suggested), BKK (both OD and I suggested) or Phuket (Nic suggested). Please let me know early as i will have to book flights or rooms so that all that are going will have to lock themselves in and thus no FFK issues. Ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JT747 owes OD, VP, Nic RM200 each. Already 1 month, when do u intend to pay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-8035517849893242375?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/8035517849893242375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=8035517849893242375&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/8035517849893242375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/8035517849893242375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am!!!'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-4964361661738797931</id><published>2007-08-14T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T10:26:51.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a loooong while</title><content type='html'>yeah you are right, it has been quite a while since this blog has been abandoned. so long that i cannot remember what login name i had for this blog. it really is long. what happened? to come to think of it, i really miss those days when all of us were online chatting and blogging whatever shit that comes into mind. where did all these great times go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back at those posts, i do laugh to myself. and it's a shame that all of us went our own ways, everyone busy with their own work and stuff. i havent met anyone of you since a month ago i think. eventhough that day in the curve, we didnt really catch up as everyone was busy singing... hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-4964361661738797931?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/4964361661738797931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=4964361661738797931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/4964361661738797931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/4964361661738797931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-loooong-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a loooong while'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-2510613293368398943</id><published>2007-08-08T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T14:35:19.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATS HAPPENING ?</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls .. its been a while the last blog was on March from our dearest new comer .... Anyways lets hook up soon what do you say ? We have been slacking just becoz we have been doing our own things . Well lets hear some updates .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-2510613293368398943?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/2510613293368398943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=2510613293368398943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/2510613293368398943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/2510613293368398943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-happening.html' title='WHATS HAPPENING ?'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-7931141348915529035</id><published>2007-03-23T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T06:58:56.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Views on M-I-Ls</title><content type='html'>That stands for Mother-In-Law. Ever since my F-I-L passed on, I have wholeheartedly invited my MIL to stay with me in my house. I need to write this as this is the only way I can vent out my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first start by giving you a bit of history on how it all started…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got married, we did not have a house on our own yet and have no choice but to stay with her. The trouble all started from the day I became Mrs. Ho. I do not know what I have done but I guess it’s my face, maybe its my body language – I am accused of being an evil witch with black magic that had charmed her son to an extend that he is now a changed person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if anyone of you know my husband, please believe that he is one person with such a strong personality that it is impossible to sway him in any way once his mind is made up. As a wife who loved him dearly despite his temper and his “sometimes out of this world” point of view, I do not have such power. Not that I wish I have, because I married him for what he is and despite his rare outburst, I know he loves me as much as I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I became Mrs. Ho, I tolerated my MIL. She will sometimes say things that hurt me so badly that I break down and cry but I tolerated, nevertheless. Each day I pray that I would have my own house and get out of the hell hole. I simply can’t live with a person who thinks that she is perfect and if there are any faults, it simply belong to the other party. I, however, became an expert in switching off. One day, after 4 years of marriage and after my first child was born, my wish came true and let me tell you, the freedom of being with just your family and having a home that you can call your own, are amazing. I have never been so happy in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things started to get even better when we moved to our second home which, to me, is heaven sent. I love my new home, I love my husband, I love my kids (somewhere a long the way when we were in our first home, we had our second child), we have enough money to go for good expensive meals every now and then and not to mention the occassional holidays we took. Life was bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I usually spend our weekends having some drinks which starts in the afternoon and blast all our favorite songs on our mini home theater system and talk and talk and talk until we are both tipsy from the wine and the songs and maybe lie down on where we first started and dosed off until dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first moved out, my relationship with my MIL improved. In fact, I started loving her. I bought her presents, took her out for dinners and even for short holidays within Malaysia. All was well until the day my FIL passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was thinking, that this is the way should be, I invited her to stay with us. I mean, common, she had just lost her husband, right? Is this not what all good daughters-in-law should do? I mean, she is a lonely soul and do not even have a single friend to call her own. What am I suppose to do? Leave her alone in the house? Boy! Is this the biggest mistake of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started even during the funeral. I was lighting a joss stick for my FIL (even though I am a Christian but I feel that if you love someone and out of respect, you should do what is right – that does not mean you are giving up your faith), and before I knew it, she was standing beside me and said the most unexpected thing – “Won’t your Jesus be upset with you for holding a joss stick?”. So, what does she mean by that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since she moved in, I really tried being a good daughter to her but she speak words that would slice you in half and you wouldn’t know what hit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Saturday, it was my granny’s birthday, and we all went to back Ipoh to celebrate with her. Of course she was talking a lot in the car and as usual, I was switched off. Didn’t know and didn’t care what was going on in the back seat. My kids, my mom and MIL were seated behind. I was happy going back to Ipoh to see granny and that is all that matters. I missed her and can’t wait to see her and kiss her and hug her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was fine and dandy until when we were checking in, in the hotel. While waiting for the room, I saw my hubby walking up to her and started talking to her. You see, when my hubby is angry, you actually see it in his eyes. So I started wondering around the lobby steering clear of their way as I do not want to get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew what was happening, all the happiness that was there earlier, turned sour. Still, I was not aware. So, when we got the keys to our rooms, I had no choice but to get into the same lift with the both of them. The tension between the two was so great that you can feel it in the air. After settling MIL down, I went to our room and asked hubby what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, on our journey to Ipoh, in the car, MIL asked to most illogical, unintelligent question of the century directed to my six year old. MIL asked him if his daddy hits his mummy. Can you just imagine how shocked hubby was? Obviously, hubby was pissed. Me? Like I said, when she speaks, I switch off – did not hear a word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? The next thing I knew, she accused me of doing a pillow talk thing with hubby and I was blamed! However, we went for dinner and she started accusing me in front of my family and saying what an evil witch I am and how she is suffering staying in our house. Her face was so long that everyone can literally see it sweeping the floor. She was loud. She spoilt the whole party, made everyone uncomfortable and embarrassed her own son. She was telling everyone that when we go back to KL, she will move back to her own house. Even my granny who is the kindest soul in the whole world could see through her. Mind you, my granny is 93 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire journey home is so uncomfortable. I can’t wait to get out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she’s been here, I really did my best to make her comfortable. I take her out for walks in the morning, changed the kitchen for her, changed the guest room to suit her, took her shopping for clothes and she does not need to lift a finger in the house except for cooking the occasional one meal a day and only when she really wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I have done to deserve this and I have been trying for 12 years. Should I try anymore? Until today, whenever we have visitors, she would tell anyone and everyone that she is not comfortable living with us and wants to move back - she even said it to my part-time maid. This time, I am really praying that she would. But, she is, unfortunately still around. I mean, what the heck, can’t she for once just mean what she say. Of all the nonsense that she has been saying all this years, for goodness sake, please do it just this one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lovely home but a home that I do not want to go back to…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-7931141348915529035?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/7931141348915529035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=7931141348915529035&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/7931141348915529035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/7931141348915529035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/03/views-on-m-i-ls.html' title='Views on M-I-Ls'/><author><name>HOHOHOHO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-7740983455897002562</id><published>2007-03-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:29:32.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melb..</title><content type='html'>Hi fellas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry june, i have not logged in since Feb 07, so i didnt know that you had contributed. Most of the bloggers have been very busy lately so that is probably why noone has commented or contributed to the blog. This blog has been dormant since last September, so i think we all shall start pumping in "hot gossips" as soon as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually blogging from Melbourne now, I have OD, Lauren, Julie, Rena and my sweetpea son Reeve with me here. We came for a short break away from the hustle and bustle of KL but found that Melb is more stressful than where i came from!  The city is so dirty, just like a huge astray, cigarette budds all over, broken bottles at every corner and the street stinks. It is no longer the same Melbourne which i contemplated to migrate to with r2r last year. I am so dissapointed with the place this year. At one point, when we were walking towards Victoria Market, on the way there, i actually saw a sanitary napkin (used) lying in the middle of the road. Mothers avoiding their prams and onlookers were embarassed. One guy even had to pull his dog away as the poor fella wanted to sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, Reeve was down with fever on his first day, second day, aud had it, third and fourth day i was on it. We visited the Werribee Zoo today, the kids saw Zebras, Antelopes, Camels, Rhinos, Giraffes, Lions and etc...unfortunately Reeve was fast asleep after seeing the Giraffes, when he woke up an hour later, he ask "mami where is the bus" (safari bus which we were sitting in when he last saw the Giraffes). after that we headed to St Kilda Beach where we had oysters and latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update u guys later when we come back! Happy working to you all and kisses and hugs from Melb...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-7740983455897002562?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/7740983455897002562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=7740983455897002562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/7740983455897002562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/7740983455897002562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/03/melb.html' title='Melb..'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-4594074838526287467</id><published>2007-02-02T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:38:20.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terima Kasih</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for inviting me blog. I am a mother of two. I now can blog stuff that I do not want my entire family or my daughter to read :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much is happening in my life at the moment except my fight with my HR Manager which sucks big time cos she is being such a bloody bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gist of it, I was on medical leave for some time and she said that I am only entitled to 18 days of medical leave even though I was hospitalised. I had a cyst/ abscess removed from my breast - I think she fucking wants me to go to work with a bloody hole in breast. And what she did was she fucking cut my pay! Almost RM4,000! Can you believe that?! NIAMAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need professional advice! Any handsome lawyer frens out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-4594074838526287467?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/4594074838526287467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=4594074838526287467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/4594074838526287467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/4594074838526287467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-girls-thanks-for-inviting-me-blog.html' title='Terima Kasih'/><author><name>HOHOHOHO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-6114874628775492920</id><published>2007-02-02T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:49:50.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VANISHED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;another year have passed and i still feel the same. sometimes in life when we were young, we want to start working and be accepted amongst the older fellas, now that i am getting old, i wish i could have done more during my teens or in my 20's. i never regretted in marrying ronnie, but i wished i had just waited a little longer to learn and experience more about life/relationship before i jumped in. i used to ponder why couples split after a year or two of their marriage. Don't they ever think why in the first place they got married, dont they ever think why they chose that man that is sleeping next to them for? but now i know, its not really up to one to decide, things happen and sometimes the paths that is in front of us just doesn't really allow us to turn back, eventhough if you are to turn back it will not be the same anymore. it would be for the sake of people and relatives around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;at any point in time, have you ever sat in a mamak or coffee shop and realise that there is just nomore conversation with your partner? all u guys can talk about is your kids, the sports rim on the chinese fella's car that just pulled up in front of you, the sky looks dark and it is going to rain soon, there is a new Raoul shop in Bangsar Village, the milk powder is cheaper in TMC than in Groccers, Mrs Tan's son Ryan was kicked out of school for scolding the teacher...blah..blah...blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;is it me or does it happen to everyone? where has it VANISHED to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-6114874628775492920?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/6114874628775492920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=6114874628775492920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/6114874628775492920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/6114874628775492920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2007/02/vanished.html' title='VANISHED!'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116519997360954063</id><published>2006-12-04T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:39:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psyc...what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Funny, you mentioned the differences!!!!! i didnt write the last bit in the blog as i didnt want you guys to ask what OD had just asked "why the hell did Ben bring you to a psychiatrist when you should have gone to a psycologist?" You see, at the end of the whole "therepeutic session" i asked the doc for his namecard to check what is he actually...it took him quite a struggle to find the right card. After looking at his title and specialty, i went out to knock on my cousin's head, then only freeflowed with the "MFL" "MH" "CB"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i knew right then he had made a mistake but i didnt bring it up as i know he didnt have to do all this for me, its bcoz he cares and loves me more than anyoneelse of his relatives (even his sister). From the bottom of my heart, i appreciate what he has done. Being a man a macho as him, i know he has the happy-go-lucky attitude, but by him actually transporting me from here to there and making all the calls, it means alot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you for the invitation to BKK, CHINA, MELB and CHICAGO...i would love to join but at this point a lot of money is going out on my end and i don't think i am financially equipped to travel that much. You enjoy your self with lil' Lauren and i am sure the year ahead will be an excellent year for us and all of us! Let us adjourne to a brighter 07' together! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116519997360954063?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116519997360954063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116519997360954063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116519997360954063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116519997360954063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/12/psycwhat.html' title='Psyc...what?'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116514336796991191</id><published>2006-12-03T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T18:56:07.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear Fren</title><content type='html'>I have to admit i have been really busy with work and lauren that I just didn't have time to read the blog till today, usually I would look at the blog everyday but all of a sudden I just didnt have time. Even how busy I have been I have been thinking about you my dear old fren. I called you but you didn't pick up the phone and I guess when you called back I was again busy and didn't hear the phone by the time we are playing cat and mouse again.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are sensible and you just want to have your time by yourself so whenever you are ready I am here to listen. And what on earth was Ben thinking ... you should see is a psycologist NOT a psychiatrist.... YOU DING DONG......... hope you guys know the difference .... psycologist is a person you want to rent out your stress and probs and they will give advice or OPTION 2... you and ronnie should be going to a marriage counsellor ... psychiatrist is when you start to imagine things and all that jazz ..... they will give you medication whereas a psychologist only talks and try to help you.....&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever it is I do hope I can catch up with you girls soon before I leave to Bangkok on Thurs or else it will be after I come back .... but next year will be a year of travelling and VP if you do want to follow let me know ... China in late jan and Melb/ chicago  in march ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116514336796991191?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116514336796991191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116514336796991191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116514336796991191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116514336796991191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-dear-fren.html' title='My dear Fren'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116481412223532531</id><published>2006-11-29T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:28:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to vp...</title><content type='html'>vp, if i were to tell you that i understand what you're going through, i may be half right and half wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, once upon a time, i had a very loving-and-caring-with-all-tenderness-if-you-want-anything-i-give-you ex-boyfriend.  he lavished upon me nice and expensive gifts.  he even promised to marry me when i turned 26.  well, as you can well observe, the fairytale didn't have a happily ever ending for he and i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all took a turn for the worst when i started being depressed and started to screw everything up.  i don't believe till this day that it's totally my fault.  i always believe that it took 2 to tango.   i was so depressed that i cried every night and wanted to just die... i admitted myself into the hospital for 4D/3N.  my parents were worried sick for me.  but, it was a recovery period for me.  first, i had a handsome doctor (all the nurses were envious of me because i get to spend time alone with him). secondly, the hospital food is so delicious... i had pork chop.  please remember that all of these happened in the States.  after i was discharged and completed my semester, i came back to malaysia for my family's support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on medication (remeron) for a year.  but after that, i prayed to God for strength and courage to live once again; and i stopped taking the medication myself.  a year after that, my ex-boyfriend couldn't handle my situation and left me for another christine.  it sucked big time but after all the crying and with the support of my loved ones, i faced the world with a new strength.  i became excessively independent (and i try very hard to continue being independent even now that i'm married) and i did what made me happiest... figure skating.  until today, once in a while i know i feel that cloud of depression over me but i will always take control of my own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vp, what i'm trying to share with you here is that, you're not the only one who goes through such difficult times and that you will always have family and friends that are more than willing to be your listener.  do what will make you happiest.  you will have to love yourself first.  we all care for you and would love to see you happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116481412223532531?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116481412223532531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116481412223532531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116481412223532531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116481412223532531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-vp.html' title='to vp...'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116469236389664601</id><published>2006-11-28T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:39:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I visited a psychiatrist yesterday at PJ New Town. My cousin - Ben, somehow managed to psycho me in to seeing this "so call" specialist. I was so reluctant with this meeting as i feel it was unnecessary and a total waste of time! I do not like or should i say i do not BELIEVE in paying some stranger a few hundred bucks to tell your problems to and wait for "this stranger" to reply you with what he thinks you should do. How peculiar!!! I don't even call up OD or AM to tell my problems but i see a stranger to tell him my whole life story is it? But somehow my persuasive cousin after repeated beggings and brainwashing made me promise him that I will go see this doc to assist me if i have depression or if i do not have, then atleast pay him to confirm that i do not suffer from depression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ben said this doctor is so good and well-known that his appointments are all full till Jan 2007 and because Ben's FIL is a doctor that is why he can get me an impromptu walk-in. Ben picked me up at 2pm and we were there by 2.20pm, parked the car and i was already in the room by 2.45pm. By 3.05pm i came out from the room, myface was not cheerful nor was I pleased with the doc's services. Ben knew something was not right, he asked &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how come you came out so fast one? Was the doctor not helpful or has he within 20 minutes already gauged that you are one crasy BITCH? muakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;...(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cousin is always more hailam ting than i am although he is a hakka&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;With the sulkiest and "i told you!!!!" look, i answered "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i was more like the psychiatrist and he was like my patient ok!" MFL!!!!! Kui ho che lan kum ah!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ben asked: What did he say? Why you so angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Janie said: &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I went in and i started off with Renee's age, then followed by Reeve and details of my latest pregnancy and the ordeal. Then i told him about how things drifted away between ron and i after renee. Reeve was considered an accident child but we were very happy with him. After r2r arrived i was busy at home taking care of them, i came home as early as 4.30pm every day to spend time with them when ron would be back by 8.30pm - 9pm (gym), as Reeve was growing up, things took a plunge between ron and i, there was communications breakdown, there was no touches, activities between husband and wife was unimaginable. Despite of all the warnings from me to him, he continued with whatever he thought was right but things did took a turn after the first few times of me bringing up the issue. He sent flowers, he apologised, he was sweet for the first 2 months but later it just returned to normal again! The relationship was slowly dying, but he didnt realise the severity, he kept thinking once we signed the papers we will be together till the day we die. It never occur to him that I would ever pop the question! Feb this year, i have been having insomia, i initially blamed it on the pillow, the mattress and everything under the sun. Later i realised that it may be depression as i cry myself to sleep almost 3 nights in a week. I turned to sleeping pills, that didnt help either, i would doze off but wake up at around 2.15am and roll till 4.30 then sleep again without fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;One night, i told myself if I continue suffering, crying and not sleeping I would go koo-koo in no time. I started opening up myself. I started going out to drink with friends, colleagues, i went to karaoke, i &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; go clubbing, i smoke, but i &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; do drugs nor do i "feng tau". I always ensure that i am sober to drive home and also drive my gal friends home. At times, i want to get drunk so badly but ended up being so sober...i suppose when you want something to happen so much the results is always the reverse. Hmmm....whatelse???? oh ya, then i was pregnant and i lost the bb. My husband didn't console me, he didn't give me a hug, no kisses, nor did he say anything to make me feel better. I happen to casually asked him to kiss my forehead after a week of the dnc, but he turn me down and said he was not ready, i asked him again after 3 days, he said NO! We argued that night, he screamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"you asked for it, you complained so much about the pregnancy and now you got what you wanted!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;From that day onwards my heart sank and it died together with the bb...(&lt;em&gt;i noticed that the doctor's face was expressionless and unresponsive, so i decided to stop here and let him advice me or analyse my situation)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janie asked:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"So...doctor, do you think I am depressed? Any post or pre-natal depression?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Folded his lips, tilted his body, blinked his eyes and he said the following:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Erm....you are depressed...yes, that explains why you couldn't sleep and wakes up early, it is called Early Awakening &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;durrrrr&lt;/span&gt;..tell me something i dont know! damit! my niece MM could have extracted that from the net and told me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Perhaps, you can get your MIL, ur FIL, ur MUM, DAD or someone close to talk to your husband about his coldness...that is one suggestion or you could open up and talk to your husband yourself &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;bloody shit! by now, i feel bloody ripped-off although i still have not gotten the bill yet! Mah Hai!!! Kong Mat Lan Yea ah???? You think I have not tried?????)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Lastly, you can go to a marriage councellor and at the same time, take anti-depressants to calm and tranquil yourself, this pill is not going to make you fall in love with your husband but it will ease your mind &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(did the square face doctor just bloody cracked a fucking joke???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;By now, the doc already gave me his solutions, so what next? he wants to listen to more stories of mine or the session is over? i was puzzled until he nodded and say&lt;/span&gt; "ok la, i see you in two weeks to see how you progress ok" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Janie: &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;In my heart, i was swearing and cursing!!!!! I walked out of the room and told Ben "I told you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Janie: &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Mah hai!!! somemore RM250 1 minute for RM10 ah???? Chi Bai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ben:&lt;/span&gt; hahahaahahahhahahaha....your husband got money ma, release your stress, spend "kau" his money la..."tiu mat lan yea?????"" hahahaahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116469236389664601?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116469236389664601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116469236389664601&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116469236389664601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116469236389664601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-visited-psychiatrist-yesterday-at-pj.html' title=''/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116459500836052375</id><published>2006-11-27T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:36:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bond sucks</title><content type='html'>my bro, pauline, uncle &amp; i went for a fantastic dinner in italiannies, the curve. after that we went up to the cinema to wait for sin &amp;amp; johnny. nice nice, it has been quite a while since we last went for a movie. so we happily walked into the cinema looking forward to this new bond movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only 1 word to describe this show - SUCKS!!! i dont know, i find it not interesting as other bond movies. no action, no gadgets, no nothing... yikes. and daniel craig is not handsome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very disappointing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who hasnt watch it, take my advise - forget it. if u really wanna watch, just go out to the pasar malam and get a vcd - that's wat it's worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116459500836052375?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116459500836052375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116459500836052375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116459500836052375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116459500836052375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/11/bond-sucks.html' title='bond sucks'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116312151863596360</id><published>2006-11-10T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T09:32:56.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>during our wedding ceremony at cyberview lodge on 1st jan 2006, a very good friend of mine read a passage from the bible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it becomes a gentle reminder for me that in every marriage there will be disagreements.  and i always try to remind myself not to quarrel but argue.  and when we reach a certain point, the argument has to reach a solution and that solution usually requires a compromise from both parties.  and in every argument, one of two must always be calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i believe that a sense of humor has to exist in every marriage.  it is important to laugh about things... and to keep living interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116312151863596360?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116312151863596360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116312151863596360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116312151863596360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116312151863596360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/11/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116288459416096243</id><published>2006-11-07T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:29:54.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A friend of mine sent me this on Monday, just thought of sharing!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt; African proverb states, &lt;strong&gt;"Before you get married, keep both eyes open,and after you marry, close one eye."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone,don't let lust,desperation, immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a low self-esteem, make you blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't fool yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faults aren't really important. Once you decide to commit to someone, over time his or her flaws, vulnerabilities, pet peeves and differences will become more obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve, you've got to learn to close one eye and not let every little thing bother you.Neither of you are perfect, but are you perfect for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you bring out the best in each other? Do you compliment and compromise with each other or do you compete, compare, and control? What do you bring to the relationship? Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past mistrust, past pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't take someone to the altar to alter him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness and selfishness are not the ingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship! Seeking status,wealth and security are the wrong reasons to be in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps a relationship strong? Communication, intimacy, trust, a sense of humor,sharing household tasks, some getaway time and daily exchanges (a meal, shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a nice message on the voicemail or send an email. Allow your mate to have outside interests. You can't always be together. Learn each other's family situation. Respect his or her parents.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put pressure on each other for material goods. Remember for richer or for poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest glory of living is not in never falling, but in rising everytime you fall ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116288459416096243?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116288459416096243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116288459416096243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116288459416096243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116288459416096243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/11/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116072039649325996</id><published>2006-10-13T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:19:56.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet up</title><content type='html'>hey mothers &amp; wives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall we meet??? i think its' about time to meet again. i cannot even remember when was the last time. have got lots of catching up to be done. suggestions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day : anyday next week&lt;br /&gt;time : any time after 530pm&lt;br /&gt;venue : hmm... with me around i guess we have to find a place with no sashimi, no lamb, no beef (yikes, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me know ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116072039649325996?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116072039649325996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116072039649325996&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116072039649325996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116072039649325996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/10/meet-up.html' title='meet up'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-116062974307920301</id><published>2006-10-12T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:11:58.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; My Camera(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;about 2 weeks ago, i brought my beloved son to a class in 1u. so seeing him so happy, obviously i took out my camera to snap those beautiful moments. and dunno how it slipped off my hand and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; fell&lt;/span&gt; onto the carpeted floor (just 8" from the floor). anyway, since then, the screen went blank and there was nothing i could do. i was so "sum thong" as it's less than 6 months old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i sent it to the shop and they told me it would take up to 1 month. oh my god, i told them to speed it up as i cannot live without my camera... that's for real. thank god, my bro has one and i took possession of it 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bro's camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i brought his camera with me everyday like my own, until yesterday when he &amp; my dad left for china. at around 4pm, he sms-ed me saying his camera was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stolen&lt;/span&gt;. oh my god!!! his was newer than mine. so broken hearted. nothing can be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;another thing that bothers me is that - where else can i find a camera? i called the shop, they say the nikon people just collected mine yesterday and they wont be able to let me know the status until next monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my canon camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;about 4 months ago, my dad &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt; my canon camera &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;battery&lt;/span&gt;. so it has since been lying in my drawer, and i thought i need not buy another battery as both bro &amp;amp; i have our own camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this morning, i woke up thinking of my camera again. i had no choice but to drive out during lunch to find the canon battery. stupid of me to go without the camera. i paid RM190 for the L3 battery. came back a happy person. tried putting it in - ARGHHH.. wrong size. damn it, i drove out all the way again and showed them my camera. they said it should be L1 (which they do not have stock). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so i'm back in my office now, typing this and waiting for the guys to call me to collect the L1 battery - that's suppose to arrive either this afternoon or tomorrow morning. just pray they have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wish me luck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-116062974307920301?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/116062974307920301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=116062974307920301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116062974307920301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/116062974307920301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-my-cameras.html' title='Me &amp; My Camera(s)'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115993014243522072</id><published>2006-10-04T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T10:49:02.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a peep into a day's work</title><content type='html'>one fine day, a boss secretary was on leave.  all these while, all he has to do is intercom his secretary, give his instructions and she will call the person for him, then pass the call to him.  today, he has to make his own call since there is no one around to do that for him.  he kept dialing, "2389" then, he must've heard a tone.  he tried many times until a staff told him, "you have to dial "9" first,". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the same boss wanted to drink water and asked his staff, "did the tea lady just changed my water?".  she shook her head and said, "i don't know".  "but you were sitting here all these while.  how can you not know?," replied the boss.  "i was doing my work so i didn't notice.  but if you want your water to be changed just in case, i can do that," said the staff.  "but you wouldn't know how to do it," the boss said.  "yes, i do.  how do you want your water done?" asked the staff.  "warm, " replied the boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... a peep into a day's work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115993014243522072?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115993014243522072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115993014243522072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115993014243522072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115993014243522072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/10/peep-into-days-work.html' title='a peep into a day&apos;s work'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115984069207887312</id><published>2006-10-03T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:58:12.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to HSBC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;as you may have noticed, this tagline has been attached to MSN for quite a few days now. Last month i received "an order" from AMEX asking for 7-10 personnel to be placed within a 1 week timeframe. Pheeeeewwww....completed within the days given. This month we managed to crack in to HSBC, Cyberjaya and on average they are looking for 15 Call Center Execs to start every week. On top of that, 3 Will Writers, 3 Customer Relations Manager and 2 Assistant Vice President. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yesterday I received a phone call from Maybank, they want "40" Customer Service to start by Nov and the list goes on and on...i am trashed on a daily basis, i am trying hard to juggle my time...sighhh...sometimes us women of the 21st Century just have too little time to pamper ourselves, can't remember when was the last time I had a pair of hands rubbed on my back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Guys, please organise an outing so that we can all eat, chat and SMOKE!!! tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115984069207887312?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115984069207887312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115984069207887312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115984069207887312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115984069207887312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/10/married-to-hsbc.html' title='Married to HSBC'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115932226470010602</id><published>2006-09-27T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:57:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABANDONED BLOG!!!</title><content type='html'>hey guys, have we abandoned this blog?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to all the happening stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;where are all the "gossipers"?&lt;br /&gt;are we really that busy? or are there no more happening stuffs to be shared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know is, od &amp; vp are pretty busy with work these days. it has been such a long time since we get together and really talk &amp;amp; gossip &amp; share. well, not to mention ying2's birthday - cause all the kids were there we didnt had time to actually sit and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we should meet up one of these days again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115932226470010602?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115932226470010602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115932226470010602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115932226470010602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115932226470010602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/09/abandoned-blog.html' title='ABANDONED BLOG!!!'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115769123409121995</id><published>2006-09-08T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T13:00:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are the bloggers?</title><content type='html'>hmm... i've been checking this blog day in, day out. yet to my dismay :P nobody came in to blog. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone must be busy... but vp, where is your blog on your trip to hua hin? maybe it wasn't up to your expectation but share it with us so that we will know not to go next time. hehehe! am, you started this blog, so, you of all people should keep up the good work. hahaha! just kidding! od, i know lauren is not well... so, you're forgiven for not blogging. and ss, i hope you're on the road to recovery. either that, you're up and jumping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, i've been kinda busy with work. oh my gosh! sometimes, i just need to go home and punch some bags. maybe i should pick up thai kickboxing like what i used to do. every night, by the time i'm done with everything, laundry, dishes, picking up mess, organizing stuff... it's about 10 pm. and if csi is on tv, i'll watch for an hour then read my book. the moment i place the book and my head touches the pillow, i'll doze off to the next morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, signing off here.... carpe diem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115769123409121995?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115769123409121995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115769123409121995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115769123409121995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115769123409121995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/09/where-are-bloggers.html' title='where are the bloggers?'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115595411230595822</id><published>2006-08-19T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:21:52.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dragon tiger door gate</title><content type='html'>yesterday went to buy 6 tickets. unfortunately, there were 4 in the back row, 2 in the front. being the purchaser, i get the privilege to keep the back row seats. so it's up to the other 2 couples to choose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with them and pass them the remaining 4, and told them the situation. obviously, none of them wanted to sit in the front row. uncle &amp; i kept quiet and didnt wanna interfere with their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just before we went in, sin took the "J" seats leaving the "C" for vp. vp was disappointed as she drove all the way from seputeh and was the first to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went in and vp straight away headed to the front rows, when kl stopped her saying the row "C" was the 3rd row from the back. so poor thing sin &amp; johnny had to sit 2 rows from the screen. we all had a good laugh, but it's not too bad though. we enjoyed the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before we left, johnny did something so so funny, we laughed our hearts out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115595411230595822?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115595411230595822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115595411230595822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115595411230595822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115595411230595822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/dragon-tiger-door-gate.html' title='dragon tiger &lt;strike&gt;door&lt;/strike&gt; gate'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115591804457581014</id><published>2006-08-19T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:20:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a girls' night out</title><content type='html'>after much deliberation, we finally end up in chillis - bangsar shopping complex. my beloved hubby uncle sent me there. we had a drink with od &amp; rena before he left. we then moved to chillis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;od, rena, vp, julie &amp; i were the first few to reach. we ordered our food. then sin came after 15minutes, IS after 1/2 hour and sue was too sick to join us. our tables were filled with food - triple play, combo fajitas nachos, old-time burger, lamb shoulder, mashed potato, rib eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked bout holidays, bout the next meeting, bout our kids... we even had to get the waiters to find vp's lost under-garments. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the get together adjourned at 10pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115591804457581014?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115591804457581014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115591804457581014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115591804457581014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115591804457581014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/girls-night-out.html' title='a girls&apos; night out'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115560428062936908</id><published>2006-08-15T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T09:11:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>health alert for gals</title><content type='html'>well, i know that most of us religiously go for our annual physical and pap smear and perhaps, monthly self-breast examination.  however, i've also learned that screening for ovarian cancer is important because one in every 58 women regardless of age will get ovarian cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to detect ovarian cancer in the early stages, gynecologic oncologists suggest the CA125 test in combination with a pelvic/rectal exam and a transvaginal sonogram as part of a diagnostic exam for ovarian cancer screening.  CA125 is a substance sometimes found in an increased amount in the blood, other body fluids or tissues that may suggest the presence of some types of cancer. the blood test is used to measure the level of CA125, the most common tumor marker in ovarian cancer. the problem with CA125 is two-fold. in half of the ovarian cancer cases that are diagnosed early - that is, when the cancer is limited to the ovary - the CA125 is normal. additionally, there are many false positives such as endometriosis, menstruation, pregnancy, liver disease, or other pelvic infections, which result in a higher CA125 level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, the best method is the combination of pelvic/rectal exam, transvaginal sonogram and the CA125 test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115560428062936908?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115560428062936908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115560428062936908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115560428062936908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115560428062936908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/health-alert-for-gals.html' title='health alert for gals'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115535120803814521</id><published>2006-08-12T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:53:28.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's goin' on??</title><content type='html'>well, it seemed quite a while since we all actually blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? is it because of all the unhappy stuffs that had happened? or we are all too busy to worry about this blog thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have our problems inside. hmm, i think we can form a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;malaysian "desperate &lt;strike&gt;house&lt;/strike&gt;wives",&lt;/span&gt; do you think so? if you guys have watched it, you'll know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, anyway, now that od's event will end on 13th aug, shall we schedule for another get-together, say wednesday? is that fine with all of you? plaza damas? the curve? or wherelse?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115535120803814521?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115535120803814521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115535120803814521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115535120803814521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115535120803814521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-goin-on.html' title='what&apos;s goin&apos; on??'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115496251068264115</id><published>2006-08-07T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:25:42.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day @ work</title><content type='html'>for the past few weeks, i've been dreading today because i've to report to work at the new company. i've recuperated from the surgery and have gone on a relaxing holiday. since &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;od&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mentioned that koh samui is not so nice of a place to go, you all should try, koh samet (&lt;em&gt;yes, i spelt that correctly&lt;/em&gt;). but, you'll have to fly to bangkok, then take about 2 1/2 hours' drive to rayong, then, speed boat (about half hour) to koh samet. we arrived at koh samet at 8pm... the boat totally rocked. at one time, we jumped so high that our friend landed on the chair and broke it! i'll write more on my blog. just been feeling lazy these few days. wait until i get my computer at the new office and then, i can start blogging and chatting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't sleep last night thinking of this new job, new boss, new environment. it was so scary. gary said i looked like a girl going to school on the first day. but, i think i was braver then... i used to tell my dad to go home when he brings me to school. yes, it has always been my dad. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115496251068264115?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115496251068264115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115496251068264115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115496251068264115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115496251068264115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/1st-day-work.html' title='1st day @ work'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115491690153280464</id><published>2006-08-07T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T10:15:01.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sweet but So Harsh</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Received an sms on Saturday afternoon, short message but it was touching enough...(my fren billy can be so sweet one minute and be himself again the next, read on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Hey! I've just read your blog, you should know we all care about you, especiallyme as one of your oldest buddy, hope you can overcome this depression calmly, i am sure you can do it! Please remember, i am always there if you need me (smiley face) be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vp: So sweet...thank you dear. Never tot you would say something like this. I appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy: Tiu! You think i ah beng ah? Sure i know la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't worry guys, my depression is not around the clock, it just hits me for like 20 minutes a day and back to normal again after that. Don't mean to scare you all, I am still my happy-going self, i will be fine soon! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115491690153280464?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115491690153280464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115491690153280464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115491690153280464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115491690153280464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-sweet-but-so-harsh.html' title='So Sweet but So Harsh'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115479883626326809</id><published>2006-08-06T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:27:16.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Back....</title><content type='html'>Far out so who changed the layout of our BnP? Its nice but take away that pic does not seem to look good ... how about having our pic inside ? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as you guys knew I was in Thailand for a week,  don't bother going to Samui already coz that place is really expensive now and its filled with lots of indians working there, its still cheap for the Europeans but not for us. So I guess you guys better think of another place to relax besides Samui. The hotel that I stayed was really nice but I would say its a bit expensive and the things there is highly priced not like before. I was dissapointed that I couldn't find VP's dodol, which we use to be able to find it anywhere along chaweng but now none at all. Not even near the beach where there is the 2 famous genitalia stones.... sorry VP I did try my hardest to find your stuff but I have let you down. So besides all these depression moods what has been happening ? You girls better grip of yourself pls.... anything bugging you guys pls know that we are frens and we can help each other out coz thats what frens are for ... so don't hibernate .... LET IT OUT.&lt;br /&gt;So when is our next dinner ?? Haven't seen Sue or Christine or AM for the longest time .. I can tell you my schedule I will only be free after the 14 august thats when the event has ended so then I will be free as a bird. So shall we make it after my event that I am organising ? I want lauren to see the kids as well, she has not seen any of them for ages already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115479883626326809?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115479883626326809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115479883626326809&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115479883626326809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115479883626326809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/am-back.html' title='Am Back....'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115457133138178552</id><published>2006-08-03T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:15:31.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when depression hits...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;i don't know if any of you have had depression before other than IS and moi? The beginning of this 2nd quarter marks the day i started my deep deep depression. Initially i thought it was work, then my communications with my hubby then lastly my kids. Never would have imagined it was pregnancy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;I started with emotional breakdowns, i got irritated and aggitated with every damn thing that moves under the sun, even when water starts spilling out of a bottle would tick me real bad. Instead of smoking more, thank god, i smoked less but my arguements with hubby doubled. My work was affected, i had insomnia and each time my kids rumbled together, i flipped with no excuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;The last weeks of July was my worst time, i was hit by depression from all corners and it showed &lt;strong&gt;NO MERCY&lt;/strong&gt;. Last weekend while I was in Melaka, i brokedown again in my room, it was real bad, i wailed on and on till at one point, i had to take a slow walk outside the hosue to calm myself down - I should say I was physically unstable. Also not forgeting last night at 130am, i started my nonsense again. Its probably going to stick to me for quite sometime from now on. You do not need an excuse to cry, you just cry out of &lt;strong&gt;NO REASONS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I find myself pathetic at times, I cannot understand why I keep breaking down and torturing my dear, innocent hubby, but it is just uncontrollable and unexplainable. &lt;strong&gt;DAMIT! I HATE IT!&lt;/strong&gt; I hate looking at myself cry and whine so much. But I am slowly but surely composing myself together again. Though i may seem fine and happy in front of people, but once all has faded, i am back to my depressed self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;I do not want to complain to you guys although I know that you all would definitely listen, i think the least I could do or help as a friend is to warn you all of the symptoms and effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;So ladies...moral of the story is please be prepared before you take a step further! In my case, i thought I was prepared, but accidents do happen. Don't end up like me ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115457133138178552?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115457133138178552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115457133138178552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115457133138178552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115457133138178552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-depression-hits.html' title='when depression hits...'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115450713779462481</id><published>2006-08-02T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:50:44.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh new look</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so guys, how do u like this new blog skin? love it? hate it? comment ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of getting a fresh new look, as there were some "unhappy" stuffs before. hopefully this new face will make all of us &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;brighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115450713779462481?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115450713779462481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115450713779462481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115450713779462481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115450713779462481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/fresh-new-look.html' title='fresh new look'/><author><name>ern's mummy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115448873029604673</id><published>2006-08-02T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:18:50.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fair love 2</title><content type='html'>in my blog, i mentioned about loving all 3 fairly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sue is right about the time factor. i used to think its that simple, but at times i can so clearly see myself having preference over one more than the other. as for ron, he is doing better than me, he knows how to treat both equally and all at home can see that he is so fair to both. my parents - needless to say - its always the elder one and my parents in law its always the younger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most times after work, we want to have a quiet cum stressless dinner out (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meaning no kids running so far that we have to get up from our meal to chase them or having to take the porcelain spoon back from their hands so that they will not drop it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) so we usually opt for only one child to follow us, due to that fact that reeve sleeps as early as 2130, so you all know who we spend most of our dinners out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my only contribution for my son is for me to quit my job permanently in order to spend more quality time with him. he is at the age where he requires a lot of attention, overflowing support and coaching to mould this lil' person to become a more daring and extrovert individual. i really do not want to neglect this vital growing up period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think in sue's case izac is still in a "baby" stage, he sleeps, he drinks and he cries all in the cot. but for reeve, he talks, he walks and he cries when we leave him to go out with renee. this toddler already knows his rights and our wrongs. therefore it is more than the essense of time we are negotiating here. so now, with the new arrival, i am struggling &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mentally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to reach equality once again! i know for sure this time it will not be reeve who is left behind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115448873029604673?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115448873029604673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115448873029604673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115448873029604673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115448873029604673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/fair-love-2.html' title='fair love 2'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115440611144596733</id><published>2006-08-01T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T12:21:51.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fair love</title><content type='html'>"mami love you two so much that at times i find it difficult to love you two equally or should i say fairly and now i am actually having a third baby? how to divide 33.3333333% of love among all 3 of u beauties?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;extract from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://reeve2renee.blogspot.com/2006/08/distant.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;vp's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i share this same thought when uncle said he wanted a second child. well, yes, i will definitely have a 2nd one. i love children, i love babies. i dont mind having 4 kids &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(of course not now, that i have so many restrictions).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but once in a while, i would think - if i have another baby, will i neglect re? will our love for re be split into 2? will my mum &amp; dad &amp;amp; bro love re as much? will i have time for the both of them? will this will that? the "WILL" never ends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know all these are not so much of a problem, they are just thoughts, and i am sure every women has thoughts like these, especially a mother of 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i always believe, babies are the cutest mammal on earth. they are so adorable and loving, who can live without them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so do u share the same? have u have thoughts like these? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115440611144596733?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115440611144596733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115440611144596733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115440611144596733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115440611144596733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/08/fair-love.html' title='fair love'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115431947822249046</id><published>2006-07-31T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T12:17:58.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanx all!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/DSCN0954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/400/DSCN0954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a sneak peek of my birthday presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;hey, thank you all... really loved the presents, everyone of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bakul siah&lt;/span&gt;'s from vp. i really loved it, as for the past few cny i wanted so much to buy it, but it was way too expensive. hehehe, as for the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bear bear&lt;/span&gt; - i wanted to get one for myself, and i didnt have to cause od, rena &amp; julie have given it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro &amp; pauline didnt wanna crack their heads to get me a present, so they gave me &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;isetan vouchers&lt;/span&gt; so i can buy whatever i like. but they have bought me a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bouquet of flowers&lt;/span&gt; on behalf of re... sooo sweet. ohh, not forgeting my beloved uncle hubby - he bought me a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y expensive bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(not in the picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muak muak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115431947822249046?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115431947822249046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115431947822249046&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115431947822249046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115431947822249046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanx-all.html' title='thanx all!!!'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115426127121314302</id><published>2006-07-30T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:07:51.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Koh Samed with love...</title><content type='html'>This is our 4th day at Koh Samed....  It is a beautiful and relaxing place.  But, I'm burned and look like a lobster now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wish AM a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;em&gt;(so sorry that this came late... am at the internet cafe now)&lt;/em&gt;!  I've got a birthday present for you... from Koh Samed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest of you, see you when I'm back in KL.  Will be heading to Pattaya tomorrow.  And will be back in KL on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;From Koh Samed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115426127121314302?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115426127121314302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115426127121314302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115426127121314302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115426127121314302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-koh-samed-with-love.html' title='From Koh Samed with love...'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115413920004839712</id><published>2006-07-29T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:36:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best gift</title><content type='html'>at 9:24am, my phone rang, it was vp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vp : where r u?&lt;br /&gt;me: work la, u in melaka oledi?&lt;br /&gt;vp : not yet leave kl, u in office ah? come down&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? really, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, soooooo sweet. this is indeed the&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; best&lt;/span&gt; birthday gift i've received this year... thanx thanx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;honestly, this morning i woke up, i wanted so much to eat this, but i just didnt know how to go. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/DSCN0912.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/DSCN0912.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/DSCN0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/DSCN0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115413920004839712?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115413920004839712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115413920004839712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115413920004839712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115413920004839712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-gift.html' title='the best gift'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115413639513921526</id><published>2006-07-29T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:27:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm, there goes my last year of being in the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;twenties&lt;/span&gt;... aiks, next year will be a beginning, a step in to the BIG 3!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, yesterday had a fulfilling dinner in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rib shop&lt;/span&gt;. enjoyed the lamb ribs &amp; red wine. then we headed to the heritage row. went up to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;loft&lt;/span&gt; then headed to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mojo&lt;/span&gt;. and supper in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kokok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rib shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;quite a quiet dinner. nice ambience, nice wine, but the food was ok only. we had our talk &amp; the guys had theirs. thanks vp for the great meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;idiotic place. our 3/4 bottle can only admit 2, so vp &amp; kl had to pay cover charge. that's fine, the worse thing is, there is a need to search all lady's bags. what on earth is that for? both vp &amp;amp; i were so blur, we opened our bags. later only did we realised it's a bag search. f**king place. if i have known earlier, i would not even go in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, after a few glasses of black label (vp - soda), billy jai came. all 4 of us were happy to see him there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mojo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we met sin &amp; johnny outside and went to mojo. hmm, not many people. we ended up upstairs, the guys played pool while the pretty mummies sat out in the balcony talking bout e-excel, herbalife &amp;amp; our kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kokok, pudu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had a nice supper. the table were filled w food. fried siu yuk, braised chicken feet, jelly fish, chicken, tauge, laksa, hor fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not really as fun as mummy's day, but it was nice to get together and chat again. both uncle &amp; i thought it was not as fun mainly because vp didnt drink. hahaha. damn... no photos, vp vp how could we forget? sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks all for the sms (till 8am), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bro &amp;amp; pauline, betty, vp, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;eeks, ht, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lawrence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; called me at 730am to wish me a very happy birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115413639513921526?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115413639513921526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115413639513921526&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115413639513921526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115413639513921526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/there-goes.html' title='there goes...'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115371086626575076</id><published>2006-07-24T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:37:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 weeks 4 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok stop guessing...yes i am 3 months pregnant! i just found out last week from Jeremy Chuah that i am actually that far due. why i have not admitted to sandy + am's repeated questioning of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"is raine here? "so are you pregnant?" "any good news"&lt;/span&gt; etc... was because i couldn't get over the fact that i was actually pregnant again! i wanted a baby last november/december but not now, i am totally unarmed therefore it hit me real bad. i was in hardcore depression mode for almost 5days. i didn't pick up nor replied any sms's. i couldn't go anywhere, couln't face anyone, just couldn't do anything. all i did was cry..cry..cry all day! i cannot bear the thought of having 3 kids running around the house, the thought of going thru another damn confinement, the nightmare of the child falling from the bed while turning, of him/her contracting eczema and me finding ways to cure it and off coz loosing those flabs all over again. call me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SELFISH!&lt;/span&gt; yes i admit! Just as i thought i was over the fact that Reeve's eczema was completely gone and that he can walk without banging his oversized head on the walls...the nightmare has begun all over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i had unlimited and unreasonable arguements with ron thoughout the weekend (he was so supportive, so calm and so patient with my berserk attitute) i know it is not his fault but he just wanted me to keep the baby, i on the other hand told Jeremy that i wanted an abortion right away, i was irrational and panicked, i walked down Bangsar Telawi weeping and feeling lost. it didn't hit me that i was pregnant until Jeremy said &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"lei koh baby ho tai jo lor" (your baby is very big already)&lt;/span&gt; i laid on the bed thinking what the fuck was he talking about? what do you mean &lt;a href="mailto:#%%@@#$#%!@#$$"&gt;#%%@@#$#%!@#$$&lt;/a&gt;???? i have been getting my period every month on the dot! he said it is b'coz my uterus is weak that's why i was bleeding, he then showed me the hands, backbone, feet, arm etc...as u can imagine, i was utterly shock and all i could think of was no..no..not now... he referred me to Sentul Maternity Hospital on Saturday morning to have an abortion (if i wanted), the doctor scanned me and explained to me the size and features of the baby, i could not look into the monitor as i didn't want that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; look to affect my decision. i was crying all the way during the explaination, i closed my eyes and all i could think of was i wanted the abortion ASAP. the indian doc cheerfully pointed out to me that the baby was playing inside there and his eyes has already formed since Wednesday. he sat me down and started asking ron and i why i was acting so emotional, i choked on my reply, i cried so much that i had to leave the room to cry more...lastly I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COULD NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i went home to tell my mum that i went to Sentul on a pretext of and abortion. she shook her head &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(expected her to scold me, but she didn't)&lt;/span&gt; and told me what a SIN i would have caused if i had done that! she told me nothing in this world is unsolvable. she didn't say much to me which i really appreciate &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(coz if she had then i may feel threatened and gotten more emotional) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she even asked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; if i wanted to play mahjong to ease my tension, she will call her kaki back, then when i shook my head, she asked me again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"you want a cigarette to calm down, but only one for now..nomore ok, just for today and now". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i accepted the generous offer but threw it away after a few puffs. She said she knew i will not smoke that ciggy for long. My mum gave me a very docile, dedicated and angelical smile which made me feel so stupid and foolish for thinking otherwise...a mother will unconditionally love her children nomatter what happens, how could i have the slightest thought of being so inhumane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i confronted a friend of ours, as she has the experience in abortion (not going to reveal her name here, but she will know who she is) she was just there with me, sms over sms to calm me and to prevent me from doing it. i really thank her for those comforting messages she sent. she repeatedly reminded me to think of my kids, ron and especially my health. Don't know how to thank her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The sight and thought of that baby playing happily in my stomach, the sincere heart which my hubby carries to Hadyai every now and then to donate coffins &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(the last he did that was on Friday, 1day after he found out i was pregnant)&lt;/span&gt; for those who died in hit and run cases/tsunami etc...you mean one of those coffins he donated last week is for my baby? that fact is just too cruel to accept, can i live with a murderer labelled on me for life? all these just puts a hold to all the bad thoughts i had for this baby. Who am i to decide on ending his fragile life? what rights have i got to to stop him from breathing? trust me, as i am writing now, tears are pouring down my cheeks, the thought of aborting this lil' fella haunts me of guilt! if only he/she knew what his insane, tormented mother was about to do to him/her 2 days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E.D.C: May 8,9,10th 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E.D.D: Jan 28th 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;please don't call me now, i am still not ready to talk ok, thank you all for listening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115371086626575076?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115371086626575076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115371086626575076&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115371086626575076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115371086626575076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/12-weeks-4-days.html' title='12 weeks 4 days...'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115337679990635137</id><published>2006-07-20T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T14:26:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staying quiet at home</title><content type='html'>i've been quiet for the past few days because i was admitted to the hospital last thursday night and was discharged on sunday afternoon.  i'm now recuperating at home.  so, i'm not sure whether i'll be joining you all next wednesday or not because there are so many things i can't eat.  i'm getting quite frustrated actually.  for now, i'm just eating fish, scallop, carrot, spring onion porridge.  that has been my recipe for the last dunno how many days.  i wish i could have a big mac now.  yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm still going to bangkok next thursday.  gary said he'll just feed me on mushroom soup.  what?!  no tom yam?  how can?  argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115337679990635137?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115337679990635137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115337679990635137&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115337679990635137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115337679990635137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/staying-quiet-at-home.html' title='staying quiet at home'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115329176057105640</id><published>2006-07-19T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T14:49:20.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the next meeting</title><content type='html'>hello gals, so let's meet up on wednesday &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;26th july&lt;/span&gt; 2006, anytime after &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;530pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venues, please choose from the below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;rakuzen&lt;/span&gt;, plaza damas&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;italiannies,&lt;/span&gt; the curve&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;szechuan hot pot&lt;/span&gt;, aman suria (hmm, better not, od hates it)&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;korean bbq&lt;/span&gt;, hartamas&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;burger king&lt;/span&gt;, hortamas&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maggi mee&lt;/span&gt;, ERN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, is 26 july ok with you guys? od, vp &amp; i are ok. so ss &amp;amp; is, what bout u guys? hmmm, who else should we ask???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115329176057105640?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115329176057105640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115329176057105640&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115329176057105640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115329176057105640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/next-meeting.html' title='the next meeting'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115324650937009645</id><published>2006-07-19T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:15:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARLO</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls, Been out of the picture for a very very long time sorry been really busy with work. I haven't even updated myself with the updates of the news lately .. any goss?? So when is our next meet "RAKUZEN" ? I will be off on a holiday next week with my bro and dad so either we meet after I come back.... As you can see "days of lauren" has been changed by my dear fren kenise so its not my fault and I am not being lansi VP.... Well let me know when to meet and I will be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115324650937009645?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115324650937009645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115324650937009645&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115324650937009645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115324650937009645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/harlo.html' title='HARLO'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115267700037550433</id><published>2006-07-12T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T12:03:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A</title><content type='html'>hey guys, yes i have been "missing-in-action" for almost 2 weeks. hmm, well, i have been thru a lot this 2 weeks. and it's really depressing. anyway, we all have gotten over it, and i am glad we are back on our feet again. nothing to ask, nothing to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, seems like i have missed out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i wanna thank vp sooooo much for the breakfast. i loved the ccf, but it's really difficult to go there to buy it. so everytime i wanna eat, my beloved mummy will go get it for me, but after having to take care of re, it has been quite a while since i last ate those. anyway, i still remember that sunday, i hadnt even opened my eyes, and the sms already alert me - &lt;em&gt;breakfast is served&lt;/em&gt;. yummy yum yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sigh, i've missed the karaoke??? so sad. i wish i could be there though. so nice so fun. and why are you guys all mixing up your spouses ah? i guess i'll have to wait for MINE to celebrate. hmm so shall we plan now? where should we go? rakuzen? ern? hotpot? happy hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, a very &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY&lt;/span&gt; to sandy, billy, simon, sue!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115267700037550433?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115267700037550433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115267700037550433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115267700037550433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115267700037550433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/mia.html' title='M.I.A'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115250526913445650</id><published>2006-07-10T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T12:21:09.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kara-Ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020839.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020839.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020835.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020835.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020840.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020840.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; wrong hubby - sandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020837.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020837.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020834.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020834.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; wrong hubby - janie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020831.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020828.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; i told u sandy shaved already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020826.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cake - courtesy of Mami Karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020824.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020823.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020815.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020807.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; haagen daz for kl, julie &amp; sandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Venue: Super Star Night Club, KL Plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time and Day: 10pm, Saturday Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Purpose: To celebrate Sandy, Simon and Billy's birthday (Sue too but she was in Port Klang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Conclusion: We had a ball of a time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115250526913445650?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115250526913445650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115250526913445650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115250526913445650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115250526913445650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/kara-ok.html' title='Kara-Ok'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115191826885228849</id><published>2006-07-03T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T17:17:48.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEO's</title><content type='html'>to all u LEO's out there celebrating your birdday this month - Happy Sweet Birdday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 8th is Sandy's&lt;br /&gt;11th - Simon Wong (Julie's hubby)&lt;br /&gt;12th - Sue (SS)&lt;br /&gt;13th - Billy&lt;br /&gt;17th - no body's (Kuen Cheng registration for Renee, have to celebrate also ma!!)&lt;br /&gt;24th - Brian Ong (ka hoe + nancy's son)&lt;br /&gt;27th - Jeff and Avvy&lt;br /&gt;29th - Joanne Yap/Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wanna go partying this saturday to celebrate the first half of the birddays? say karaoke or clubbing - beer or whisky drinking??? let me know early so i can organise the partei okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115191826885228849?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115191826885228849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115191826885228849&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115191826885228849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115191826885228849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/leos.html' title='LEO&apos;s'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115189458999627311</id><published>2006-07-03T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T10:43:17.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Old Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Old fashion cake from Pudu (next to Dr Teh's cliniq aka OD's father), Chen Tung not King Tung has been around since my grandmother's time, i just love them, so does my bro. they are not as colourful as the ones AM bought because i love chocolate flavor cakes...sooo...delicious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;old fashion cakes to go with "Fu Chok, Pak Koh" tong sui which mami boiled to cool us down...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.photo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here comes the highlights of the day...The so famous "Kari Chee Cheong Fun" from Pudu. They have been around for 5 decades, since my mum was 16, she started eating here. used to be 20c-50c, now RM2.00-RM2.50 per pack. i got up as early as 7.30am, reached there by 8.15am and managed to get 20 packets for my in laws, my family and AM. Both AM and i agreed that this fella's CCF is undeniably the best in town, nooneelse can come near. the taste is so authentic but yet clear (no meat, no veg, nothing but just ho fun and kari - simply the best!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020804.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020804.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yong Tau Fu, Kari CCF and Tong Sui is a perfect breakfast for me! Everything is so old fashioned and tasty! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lastly, a cup of "PU ER" tea to flush down all the "SINBOHYDRATES"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115189458999627311?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115189458999627311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115189458999627311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115189458999627311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115189458999627311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-old-days.html' title='Good Old Days!'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115163325002852265</id><published>2006-06-30T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T10:34:10.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fruitless is boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;many people thought that i'm overpaid and under worked. which is partly true... that i must agree. but, having almost nil work to do is not as wonderful as it all sounds. i used to get up every morning and know that i've got work waiting for me in the office... and when are the impending deadlines. now, i get up every morning with no true purpose in life. that's the reason why i've been taking leave or mc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning, i come to work, eat breakfast, make my coffee, read the papers online, read blogs, chat on msn / yahoo, write blogs, read more blogs, surf the web for interesting articles and wedding stuff for my friends who are getting married. lunch time! after lunch is worst! trying to just stay awake. when i have nothing to do at work, i feel really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, when there was no work, i wasn't complaining because i had my wedding to plan for. i could still design stuff at work and that can help me pass my days and weeks. but now, with nothing really to plan for or design, work becomes more of a workload than joy. i used to enjoy work a lot... especially in chicago. everyone there greets you with a chirpy "good morning". there's a flat screen lcd tv at the reception area facing the bar. so, we could've breakfast there while chatting with colleagues. and wednesday morning meetings never go by without coffee and bread from the bakery downstairs. i think i better not write about it anymore... if not, i'll be packing my bags and flying to chicago right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, when i thought of all those fruitless days and lack of job/career/monetary satisfaction here, i made up my mind to take on the new job. of course, i've yet to collect my letter of offer which i will tomorrow. i would love to write about all this in my blog instead of here because i felt like this is kinda personal, but i'm afraid of the people in the office reading my blog since they know my website. so, i'll let it sit here instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*no charges for rental, please....* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115163325002852265?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115163325002852265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115163325002852265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115163325002852265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115163325002852265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/fruitless-is-boredom.html' title='fruitless is boredom'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115146262489559677</id><published>2006-06-28T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T10:43:44.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this morning i went to buy some bread for breakfast. and saw these cakes. yummy yummy, it's really difficult to find these cakes in the market anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always loved these old fashion cakes (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know vp loved this too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i find those secret recipe cakes not nice. hmm, i like la manilla though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115146262489559677?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115146262489559677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115146262489559677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115146262489559677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115146262489559677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-fashion.html' title='old fashion'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115137522180268452</id><published>2006-06-27T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T10:27:05.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun and Fun?</title><content type='html'>hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wondering when will we have another session of sun and fun for the kids? if not, shall we bring them to Kidsports one of these days to meet up? Say Saturday or Sunday afternoon? (better go to 1U early as there is no parking after 1pm) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please advise, sat and sun is getting close...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115137522180268452?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115137522180268452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115137522180268452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115137522180268452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115137522180268452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/sun-and-fun.html' title='Sun and Fun?'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115128479838185650</id><published>2006-06-26T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:43:38.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry sorry sorry</title><content type='html'>sorry sorry sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i was bad to not go to lil ivan's party. hmm, we all got dressed up at 3pm getting ready to go. i have tried putting re to sleep earlier, but no luck. his eyes were as big, and he was as active. then when we were about to leave the house after calling vp, he didnt even wanna get into the car. he was crying &amp; crying &amp;amp; crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no choice but to get him back into the house, to the bed. and he slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm terribly sorry, sue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to go. re always loved birthday parties and i have my birthday book to fill up. sigh. looks like i have to wait till august for the next birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we'll have to meet up soon - need to pass you the present, and od's too. and awaiting the party photo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115128479838185650?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115128479838185650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115128479838185650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115128479838185650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115128479838185650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-sorry-sorry.html' title='sorry sorry sorry'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115111838116932078</id><published>2006-06-24T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T11:06:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the debate</title><content type='html'>somehow, rakuzen has became our hang out place. or should i say - a place for debates / conferences. hahaha, vp, kl, julie, od, rena, uncle &amp; i went there for dinner. we had a great dinner, the table was filled with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the debate began... it was a fairly friendly one, though. a debate between husband &amp;amp; wife. communications, respects, temper, tolerance, egoist, understanding etc etc... at the end of it, both kl &amp; uncle were almost in silence. uncle find the debate more interesting than world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rena &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(didnt wanna get involved too much)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sat there helping julie, vp &amp;amp; i to our plum wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon we left for m-bar to watch world cup. bro, pauline, IS, gary &amp; a lot were there. we watched the ukraine game, had a few glasses of beer and left for &lt;strike&gt;home&lt;/strike&gt; hokkein mee with bro &amp;amp; pauline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115111838116932078?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115111838116932078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115111838116932078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115111838116932078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115111838116932078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/debate.html' title='the debate'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115068904678291809</id><published>2006-06-19T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:57:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Invited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/1490/1600/60606%20Ivan%20Good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/1490/320/60606%20Ivan%20Good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girls &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or Geishas?&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You're all cordially invited to celebrate Ivan's birthday with him... bring your partners (if you want) and most importantly, bring your kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Venue: McDonald's SS14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Date: 3 days before Ivan's actual birth date &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hope you know laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Time: 2.30 - 4.30 pm pls be punctual &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cross my fingers and hope I'll be punctual too hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Reason for the change of venue from the Centrepoint McDonald: Fully booked &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oops, my fault for being fickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See you there and I really hope it'll be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115068904678291809?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115068904678291809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115068904678291809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115068904678291809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115068904678291809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/youre-invited.html' title='You&apos;re Invited!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16445412183020413554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115051511835278718</id><published>2006-06-17T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:51:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beef no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/pic1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/pic1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, for those people who knows me well, knows that i've alwiz loved beef. but somehow one fine day i decided to stop eating it. yes, and vp was surprised when i told her this in rakuzen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked, i answered it's because i pray to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kuan yin&lt;/span&gt; and it's somehow against the religion. the truth is - it's a return to "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;" i've asked/prayed for. u guys dont have to ask what it is - the picture tells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep in my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;, this is the least i could do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-115051511835278718?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/115051511835278718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=115051511835278718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115051511835278718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/115051511835278718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/beef-no-more.html' title='beef no more'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-115042563378991284</id><published>2006-06-16T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:41:46.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the malaysian "geisha"</title><content type='html'>hehehe, yesterday we had a little get together in rakuzen again. as usual, i arrived the earliest &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(fyi, my office is the furthest of all).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anyway, after we bought what we wanted, we went for our dinner. thank god we were given a room, cause the noise we made... i think probably they will not welcome us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we all ordered our stuffs. and thanks to ss, she accompanied vp to drink sake. cause she dun get to drink when she comes out with us. we ate &amp; talked &amp;amp; gossiped. We talked bout our kids, looked at vp's beautiful pictures, saw izac's big round eyes, screened throught the crocs brochure, decided to have the train jelly instead of powerpuff, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/DSCN0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/DSCN0597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ss was a little quiet listening to us gossiping, but after a few more shots of sake, she blended in. after dinner as usual, it's time for photo taking. i took a photo of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;geishas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - why am i not in the picture? as usual, i was holding the camera &amp;amp; without a ciggarette. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, just look at the picture - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pay attention to the legs and the hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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&quot;geisha&quot;'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114984041176468237</id><published>2006-06-09T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T16:06:51.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is the "S"</title><content type='html'>well, i dont think anyone of you notice - except vp &amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VP's sweetpie - i put. well, notice anything wrong? i knew it the moment i changed. but i was really lazy to amend it. so i leave it just like that until one fine day, when vp finally msn me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why VP's sweetpie and not sweetpies???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said i'm so pin sum. hahaha, well, it's not like that, it was a mere typo error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i changed it... sorry reeve!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114984041176468237?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114984041176468237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114984041176468237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114984041176468237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114984041176468237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-is-s.html' title='where is the &quot;S&quot;'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114974872597562889</id><published>2006-06-08T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:39:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotcha</title><content type='html'>i know these 2 ladies are back in kl yesterday. after the conversation with vp, she assured me she bought my "look expensive but cheap" shawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning i sent od an sms, greeting her return and it went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - hey r u back? or paid 700 bucks and still there?&lt;br /&gt;od- still here wanna come, in the city now.&lt;br /&gt;me - huh really ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after somemore idiotic smses, i called vp right away. she too didnt know anything bout this. hmm... and knowing her well enuff, she could have stayed there. hahaha, anyway, i caught her on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i was being gotcha... damn it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i want my shawl and chicken salt... thanx a million!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114974872597562889?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114974872597562889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114974872597562889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114974872597562889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114974872597562889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/gotcha.html' title='gotcha'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114949536876063225</id><published>2006-06-05T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T16:16:08.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be xtra careful, ladies...</title><content type='html'>this morning, i stopped in front of my parents' house to drop off some stuff before heading to work.  my maid and i carried the stuff in.  the next minute, i saw my maid running out and wondered what happened.  she told me that a guy on a motorcycle tried to open the back passenger car door.  i'm not sure why because my bag was in the front passenger seat.  but, thank goodness i locked my car door even knowing i'll be out in a minute.  because that's all it takes for these people to steal your property or hurt you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, please please be xtra careful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114949536876063225?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114949536876063225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114949536876063225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114949536876063225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114949536876063225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-xtra-careful-ladies.html' title='be xtra careful, ladies...'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114915118929177134</id><published>2006-06-02T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T12:20:09.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Down Under!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AM and Rena "tah pin lou"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Non - Halal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeffrey is Jeff's nephew (kekekekek)and the girl next to him is Lina, they introduced us to this Hot Pot place and drove us around town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020724.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooi...kwailo! place your bet la! 29 or 31?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll the ball boy, uncle jeff cannot tahan anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020640.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have known OD for 17 years to be exact and Billy for 18 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020594.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose Garden Vineyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020515.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SouthBanks Bridge with AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020513.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture reminds me of a GUCCI model clad only in fur carrying a nude baby, she was tall, dark and sleek looking and the baby was resting on her hips exactly like renee...unfotunately Paul is not tall, nor is he dark, but he is sleek though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020532.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020532.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of babee's Inti College mates and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020564.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Rayern glows upon the reflextion on the golden statue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020601.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chardonnay is a must to have at 11.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020746.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM, VP, OD - only the first 2 enjoyed the hot pot leaving OD savouring 2 bowls of white rice with some boiled meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020770.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/200/P1020770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBUSHH models? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114915118929177134?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114915118929177134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114915118929177134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114915118929177134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114915118929177134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-down-under.html' title='Back from Down Under!'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114917142645596865</id><published>2006-06-01T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:06:39.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious moments</title><content type='html'>hey guys, these are some photo taken in melbourne. and these are to be published exclusively in BNP. we really enjoyed and we agreed to go back once every year&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (yeah yeah, dream on, uncle alwiz changes his mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anyway, share our moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20169.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah we're enjoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers everybody, i never enjoyed wine as much as this. is it the company or the ambience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20184.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20184.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lunch platter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great taste of chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20184.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we're enjoying the wine, the food and the surrounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frens of more than 10 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, nice nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone so relaxed, watching my aud22 "shark's tale" i bought for re&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does he has to be this relax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's this BIG guy with the small bag??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouth watering beef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma lat fo woh... vp &amp; my favorite. too bad, not od's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group again, after a fulfilling dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%203491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%203491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "bitz &amp; piecez" gossipers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night night everyone... the fun has to come to an end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114917142645596865?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114917142645596865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114917142645596865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114917142645596865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114917142645596865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/precious-moments.html' title='precious moments'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114917015983717459</id><published>2006-06-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:56:01.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's going on???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's this navy doing here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, this is getting worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whopps, quick cover up, someone's looking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114917015983717459?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114917015983717459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114917015983717459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114917015983717459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114917015983717459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-going-on.html' title='what&apos;s going on???'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114916924357717611</id><published>2006-06-01T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:40:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the drunken night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to  melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking must come together with ciggarette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets take a group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a guess... whose ass is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114916924357717611?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114916924357717611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114916924357717611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114916924357717611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114916924357717611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/drunken-night.html' title='the drunken night'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114909506609197217</id><published>2006-06-01T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:04:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/400/Picture%20150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi there guys, we're home!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/400/Picture%20170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; while they're still there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/400/Picture%20169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cheers to all, we from the rose garden vineyard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hello, we're back. od, rena &amp;amp; lil lauren still has another week of fun there. well, if u wanna see more pictures, you'll have to wait, cause i have like 400 photos, and i need to shortlist those nice ones to put in. so long.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114909506609197217?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114909506609197217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114909506609197217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114909506609197217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114909506609197217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/06/were-home.html' title='we&apos;re home'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114861824720339680</id><published>2006-05-26T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:42:25.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk and do</title><content type='html'>as most of you would've known, my aunt is in her last stage of lung cancer. she was first diagnosed with cancer on 15th may 2005 (i think). with a cancer patient in the family, i realised that not only is the patient suffering, but the family and friends surrounding the patient have to learn to cope with the illness too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this whole year, i've learned one thing:  as a friend/family member to the patient, you may mean well by giving suggestions and advices as to what the patient should do or eat.  but, bear in mind that you may not be the one who is actually taking care of him/her.  if you think the patient should eat blended fruit juices or herbal soup and etc. then, my suggestion is make them yourself and bring them to the patient.  giving instructions and advices are just not good enough.  that will bring a toll on the person taking care of the patient.  all these i've seen with my own eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114861824720339680?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114861824720339680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114861824720339680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114861824720339680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114861824720339680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/talk-and-do.html' title='talk and do'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114827640940930605</id><published>2006-05-22T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T16:16:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eager beaver</title><content type='html'>i have tonnes of work lying on my desk, but i dunno why my mind went blank? lazy to do work. i guess i can leave everything till i come back. dont get me wrong, i have prepared and done up all that i can last week. these stuffs lying on my desk are just teeney weeney bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was packing stuffs yesterday, and i think i need a bigger luggage bag. so guys, please dont be surprise if you see me with my gigantic luggage. i think re already take up 1/2 of it. and dont forget it's winter, we need damn thick clothes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well, dunno bout u guys, but for u who know me, i need damn damn thick clothings haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i damn kiasu, sneak peek of my bringings:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.8kg milk powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 big bag of mami poko pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 small pack of mami poko diapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some medications &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i know it's aunty to bring med, but just in case)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7 dvd-r &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so u guys - smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;re's new mclaren volo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc etc - cant recall much though... but did i forget anything???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;cant wait cant wait. i'm so eager to go melbourne. poor thing my mum, have to wait another week to see re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; vp &amp; od&lt;/span&gt; - just in case u haven't checked ur gmail, we are all staying in our own one bedroom deluxe. and i have printed the confirmation, so our accomodations are well taken care of. please please, would u guys be kind enuff to remind me what else i've missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;is &amp;amp; ss &amp;amp; billy jai&lt;/span&gt;, guys continue blogging about the happenings and wait up for our beautiful pictures &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and souvenirs)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114827640940930605?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114827640940930605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114827640940930605&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114827640940930605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114827640940930605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/eager-beaver.html' title='eager beaver'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114826478619405656</id><published>2006-05-22T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T10:26:26.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Invigorating Treat</title><content type='html'>3.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babee brought me to Glenmarie Spa, its a shared common spa for both females and males. Upon our arrival, a girl brought me to the lockers to change and at a glance, i could see Guinot make up remover, moisturiser, and cleanser placed next to the hairdryer. Changed, i was brought to the common area where both men and women shares the room for short chats, t.v, mumm-mumm, foot reflexology, manicure and pedicure. at the sides, there were 6 private rooms, all facing the golf course for pre-reserved couples or friends and families. the environment was very green, the food was tasty and at a reasonable portion. they serve haagen daaz ice cream too...yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 minutes massage, plus whirl pool, free unlimited internet access, food and drinks all in all RM148++. For RM298, you get all of the above plus 1 facial and face lift. Lets all go one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114826478619405656?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114826478619405656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114826478619405656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114826478619405656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114826478619405656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/invigorating-treat.html' title='An Invigorating Treat'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114794151668050523</id><published>2006-05-18T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T16:38:36.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7.5 Ounces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too bored and don't feel like doing any work. Since I haven't had much to say since joining this happening blog, I'm gonna announce that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just went to the toilet at 4.oopm and pumped 7.5 ounces of milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yummy for little Izac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just wondering, any one of you breastfed your babies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114794151668050523?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114794151668050523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114794151668050523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114794151668050523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114794151668050523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/75-ounces.html' title='7.5 Ounces'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16445412183020413554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114793349454018913</id><published>2006-05-18T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:29:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Maniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;about 2 years ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vp was waiting for her beloved kwailo outside sentral station. suddenly a man opened her doors and went in, asking if she wanted to buy some stuffs. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(am i right? couldnt really remember the story, but i know someone went into her car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;about one month ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i drove to work. stop at a traffic light. 'x' car blocked 'y' car. it was 'y' car's right of way. so 'y' honked 'x'. first time, nothing happened. 2nd honk - 'x' reversed his car, slammed into 'y'. and 3 fierce looking men came out, walked straight to 'y', opened the doors. 2 very 'si mun' office attired guys came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lights turned green - i dont know what happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is was driving. she saw a man following her very closely. the man was holding something in his hands. thank god nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really scary these days on the road. especially us ladies, please ensure the car doors are locked at ALL times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114793349454018913?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114793349454018913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114793349454018913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114793349454018913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114793349454018913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/road-maniac.html' title='Road Maniac'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114779659278321125</id><published>2006-05-17T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:23:12.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne attractions</title><content type='html'>okay guys, i've just surfed through the net searching for a "to-do-list" in melbourne. i've found some attractions. so od, please have a look and see which one's worth going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) melbourne aquarium&lt;br /&gt;2) melbourne observation deck&lt;br /&gt;3) river cruise&lt;br /&gt;4) phillip island&lt;br /&gt;5) puffing billy&lt;br /&gt;6) sovereign hill&lt;br /&gt;7) crown entertainment center&lt;br /&gt;8) queen victoria market&lt;br /&gt;9) vineyard&lt;br /&gt;10) melbourne zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys can add more to the list, though. but im sure we wouldnt have enough time to visit all of the above, but phillip island, crown, victoria market is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i cant wait!!!! by the way, fyi, the weather sucks now, so please bring extra clothes for the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114779659278321125?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114779659278321125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114779659278321125&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114779659278321125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114779659278321125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/melbourne-attractions.html' title='melbourne attractions'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114768337442280242</id><published>2006-05-15T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T16:58:47.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the contractor yap</title><content type='html'>i downloaded photos from my phone and found these pictures (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sisa-sisa from IS's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). can you imagine 2 pretty hainanese ladies married to these 2 contractors??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/02012006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/02012006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oiii uncle... where's your glass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/02012006(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/02012006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, no need glass. 5 seconds from the bottle. come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/02012006(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/02012006%28002%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lei kong mat 7??"&lt;br /&gt;"mau gaduh kah??"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114768337442280242?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114768337442280242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114768337442280242&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114768337442280242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114768337442280242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/contractor-yap.html' title='the contractor yap'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114767194918009550</id><published>2006-05-15T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T13:59:28.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been quite a while since we last went out party. and since jack &amp; thrisha came all the way from penang, we gave ourselves an excuse to go out. well, we actually only wanted a quiet place where we can drink and talk, so we didnt called too many people. we only called vp &amp;amp; kl, and also billy &amp; od. too bad the latter couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed ourselves to the fullest. it had been quite a while. 4 couples 3 bottles - you can imagine how FUN it was. we drank &amp;amp; cheered to mother's day. we laughed and party-ed till 230am before the yaps headed to taiwan porridge for supper. we talked so loud, i was afraid the other table would come whack us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought we wanted od &amp;amp; billy to share our fun, so at 3am, we called billy, no answer. then kwailo called od &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ahem, it wasnt our idea to call od ok it was kwailo's heheh.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; should have gotten "f**ked" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was a nice parents' night out though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114767194918009550?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114767194918009550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114767194918009550&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114767194918009550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114767194918009550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-night-out.html' title='our night out'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114762114243168584</id><published>2006-05-14T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:39:02.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mommy's day</title><content type='html'>i'm sure you guys have read about that terrible incident in klcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, actually it was really not that bad. as uncle said, we didnt loose him. he just went next door. but to me, loosing him 2 seconds mean a million years. yes, i agree with him that i sort of over reacted. but i am like that. i'm always too emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always have this phobia - the fear of loosing my precious ray ern. the moment i heard re was not at sight, i just went mad. i may be over reacting, but i'm sure every mother out there will feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, mothers have to worry about so many things. when they are young, we are afraid they might not be well. When they grow older, we are afraid they might follow the wrong route. Does these worries ever go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114762114243168584?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114762114243168584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114762114243168584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114762114243168584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114762114243168584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mommys-day.html' title='happy mommy&apos;s day'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114760410664721115</id><published>2006-05-14T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:55:06.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blogging</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day to all you mommy's out there... I am literally counting the days to Melbourne. I can't wait to eat my yummy food, see all my dearest frens, just enjoying the cold weather etc...Well here are some of the itenerary :-&lt;br /&gt;day1 - Melbourne zoo&lt;br /&gt;day2- Phillip Island&lt;br /&gt;day3- choice of torquay , great ocean road ... well if we do that then I don't think uncle would like to be with us coz thats 1 night gone from crown ... ahhahah&lt;br /&gt;day4- shopping in the city ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do go to phillip island pls remember to bring a blanket for the kids coz it gets really windy and cold... even for the adults you should bring a thick jacket .... Melbourne's weather is very unpredictable so just beware....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyways I can't wait to see my mates, and don't worry I will organise the discount cards for target and myers ... think its 15% discount. Cheriooooooo ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114760410664721115?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114760410664721115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114760410664721115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114760410664721115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114760410664721115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-blogging.html' title='Long time no blogging'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114722767611672817</id><published>2006-05-10T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T10:21:16.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a great time</title><content type='html'>met up with the bunch in plaza damas, starbucks. somehow, plaza damas had became a happening place - duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought uncle's notebook, but he was too shy to take it out as the battery had gone a little mad that he was embarass to use their electrical point. whatever, thank god johnny brought his dell. we looked thru the websites and we were all laughing our hearts out. it was kinda fun, although there were a lot of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;f***, sheh lei keh h**, t**, ma cb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt really confirm the accomodation, but at least we shortlisted 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that we sat and chat a little. we really had a great time, just imagine if we're in melbourne - cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and kwailo brought up something really interesting. early that evening he called, i answered but he sounded different. so i asked him what it was, he called me again, this time he sounded like a chipmunk. everyone had their chance to listen, and all laughed. it was some kinda service provided by DIGI. fun, though. johnny called sin - she asked if it's od. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(does od sound like a chipmunk? well, i mistaken the monster voice for johnny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, another amusing thing was uncle. he was asking things over and over again that vp, kwailo &amp; i couldnt stop laughing. and now they actually understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guys, i really had a great time yesterday. it has been quite a while since we last sat down and really talk after we had kids. cause most of the time, we will be chasing around after the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114722767611672817?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114722767611672817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114722767611672817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114722767611672817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114722767611672817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-time.html' title='a great time'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114705805030706689</id><published>2006-05-08T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:14:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne...here we come!!!</title><content type='html'>over the last few days, the hottest topic was "so, you want to go to melb or not?". initially it was just me, babee and renee going to visit Paul, but after a few pushes and sweet talk, OD and Lauren has finally agreed to come along with us. I have also booked Jeff, AM and RE's ticket. We have yet to decide on the accomodation but most probably Jeff will be bunking in with Ron at Crown Casino while AM, OD and I sleeps in the service apartment just like good old BKK days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait, i am so excited about this trip...i started buying travel size shampoos and toothpste yesterday at Mid Valley. I was also contemplating on buying Huggies pants to ease Renee's worries for hygiene. (she doesnt poo or pee if the toilet is wet). i also bought tooth brush but i think it is still early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i managed to instigate Rena too...hahaaha but she will have check with partner first. And now, i will try to charm both IS and SS with words...come la come la come la come la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have decided to leave on the morning of the 25th, but OD said we loose one day, so maybe we may change it to 24th night instead. So, for IS and SS, please confirm your attendance soon as 25th is just 2 weeks away...would love to have all you girls there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114705805030706689?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114705805030706689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114705805030706689&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114705805030706689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114705805030706689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/melbournehere-we-come.html' title='Melbourne...here we come!!!'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114676121121812955</id><published>2006-05-05T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T09:02:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing</title><content type='html'>we met up just now in hartamas. nothing much to write here, just some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed the coffee, tea, mentos &amp; dinner.&lt;br /&gt;but not that happy though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, we got to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7345/1878/200/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, some delicious sizzling beef&lt;br /&gt;which, according to vp, it's like m&amp;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(melts in your mouth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114676121121812955?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114676121121812955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114676121121812955&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114676121121812955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114676121121812955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/05/sharing.html' title='sharing'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114628093407370154</id><published>2006-04-29T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T11:22:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for inviting me to this blog, so nice of you girls, now I have a place to blog-gossip since in my personal blog I'm a bit of a perfectionist, cannot &lt;em&gt;cincai&lt;/em&gt; write... now here I can... rant, rave and gossip &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I'm still waiting to be awarded with my new nick, but till then... signing out as...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114628093407370154?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114628093407370154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114628093407370154&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114628093407370154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114628093407370154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you-thank-you.html' title='Thank You, Thank You'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16445412183020413554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114622425175502865</id><published>2006-04-28T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T19:37:31.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for me to speak</title><content type='html'>Wahhhh why so  many blogging just in 1 day ....how busy i am i would always read the blog so even i do not comment anything it dun mean that i am not reading .... Its my ritual every morning and nite to read the blogs..... keep myself up to date just in case i miss out on the happenings. Billy is right that he has to read what i have to say coz sometimes i talk too damn fast or i say the stuff he don't understand or comprehend :P But I do love my blur hubby .... So its good that he is trying to improve himself by reading all our blogs and hopefully he understands.... ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;I welcome SS to the ladies gossip blog ..... is that what we are going to call her from now on? Anyways girls i am serious about SAMUI so pls let me know ... I am just going to book it and we don't have to pay anything till nearer the date ok .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114622425175502865?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114622425175502865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114622425175502865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114622425175502865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114622425175502865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-for-me-to-speak.html' title='Time for me to speak'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114619665068301015</id><published>2006-04-28T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:57:30.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nickname?</title><content type='html'>welcome to our new member... sue!  but as a rule, whoever who joins this blog has to have a nickname! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, any ideas?  remember, it has to be 2 initials only.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, maybe we should add billyjai also.... hahaha!  maybe his nick can be DH for desperate husband.  don't blame me... blame VP.  you very mean lar.... hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114619665068301015?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114619665068301015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114619665068301015&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114619665068301015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114619665068301015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/nickname.html' title='nickname?'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114619353511588013</id><published>2006-04-28T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:12:30.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another member added</title><content type='html'>yes... there isnt much blogs these days. i was really busy these days, i didnt even have time to msn. hahaha. well, today's a little better, at least i still can blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that the busy-ness comes all in a sudden? even vp &amp; od were busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, however busy i am, i still read this blog. this is kinda fun - a blog that shares everything, from diapers to long island tea. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have long ago wanted to add sue into this &lt;strike&gt;"8-poh"&lt;/strike&gt; gossip blog, but again i forget. now since, vp also share the same thought, i might as well quickly add her, before i forget again. hmmm, so should we get her a nick as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;btw vp, we are not housewives la...we're working mothers. well, IS hmm - working wife!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114619353511588013?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114619353511588013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114619353511588013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114619353511588013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114619353511588013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-member-added.html' title='another member added'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114618979114866430</id><published>2006-04-28T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:08:33.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while..</title><content type='html'>ladies and aeroplane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noone is free to blog or noone has anything to say? well, for me, this blog is the only entertainment i get from my dreary, paper-filled, melancholic and monotonous work station. when i have a few minutes to spare from waiting for my candidates to fill up their forms or while they sit for their tests its when i log on to this "1 Desperate Husband + 5 Promising Housewives" column to 8! i love the input, i love the outcomes and best of all, i love u all...(am, please add sue in the blogging can ah?, i don't know how to add ppl la *big appreciative smile*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if we didn't leave?"&lt;br /&gt;This was an article i extracted from NST yesterday, a friend of mine was interviewed 3 times this year due to his success and the pain endured to making it big in the materialistic world that we are living in today. He left school when he was 15, in order to make ends meet, he was doing various odd jobs before he decided to single handedly managed the deliveries cum distributions of computer chips, memory cards, hardware and softwares. Today, not only is his company a softwarehouse specialist, it is also recognised as the top achiever in sales for brands such as apple, corel, microsoft, veritas etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is: Never look down on ppl! one day they may be your boss or your mentor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points to ponder: Are we in our comfort zone? and if we are, are we willing to move away from here to strive for bigger bucks? how much is enough and how little is insufficient? this is the question of being "street smart" or "book smart"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114618979114866430?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114618979114866430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114618979114866430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114618979114866430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114618979114866430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-while.html' title='its been a while..'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114584381621356685</id><published>2006-04-24T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T09:56:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>c'nue...i do cherish</title><content type='html'>ok la, in that case can we all make a point to meet up in Koh Samui??? don't care if the hubbys like or not, please all point your invisible guns on their head and get them to go! ok ok ok some of us may not be able to leave the country, then can we atleast make a trip south-east to od+billy's meeting island or up north-east to where am+uncle's boring escapade was. off coz, we are all not as lucky as is+curry la, can go to the Chinese Disneyland island and shop till drop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok guys! please let me know your attendance, od and i will organise everything ok!!! nomore am!!! i am sure you all know why! kakakaakakakakakakaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for sue aka soo lyn aka oyster's wife, please come along with ivan as well, be it Samui, Redang or Tioman. I know u suggested Bali, i don't mind too, but all depends on the rest of them la..i am like a weed, i' ll follow which ever direction the wind is blowing, so no need to ask me. I just want to see all your faces (i do cherish), to hear r2r's laughter, so it doesn't matter where we are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114584381621356685?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114584381621356685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114584381621356685&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114584381621356685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114584381621356685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/cnuei-do-cherish.html' title='c&apos;nue...i do cherish'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114567260180856287</id><published>2006-04-22T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T10:32:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i do cherish</title><content type='html'>it had been a good 2-day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday evening, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; came over to my house for dinner, she missed my mum's cooking. before that, vp called. i told her my mum cooked "shuin phun chi" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(some kinda hakka delicacy),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she said she loved it, but too bad she couldnt join us, as she needs to fulfill her "good aunty task" by meeting her niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after dinner we played with re, then went to ikea then back again to play with re. she stayed till 11pm. well, for that 5 hours, we shared a lot. it has been months since we last shared so much &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i mean verbally, usually it's thru msn),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since she has moved to serdang, she doesnt come to my house as much anymore. i find it nice, to do some catching up once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;od&lt;/span&gt; drove all the way to my house to meet her beloved husband who has just returned from china. despite coming to my house for so many times, this pretty mummy doesnt know the route. hmm, i guided her all the way from ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since both our beloved were still waiting for their limousine in the airport, we shared a little of everything. hmm, although i have known &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;od&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for so long, all we talked about were our kids. only until yesterday, did i learned more of her. how she became so independant and all. a good thing to look up to. good, good - we had a great chat before those men came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then left for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, folks,&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; i do cherish&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;vp&lt;/span&gt;, no need to mention much, as i guess she knows most of me, vice versa. we see each other so often that she knows when i "bleed". hahaha!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114567260180856287?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114567260180856287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114567260180856287&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114567260180856287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114567260180856287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-do-cherish.html' title='i do cherish'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114549580982363587</id><published>2006-04-20T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:16:49.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another chapter closed</title><content type='html'>i have a sad news. i'm sorry to have to put this up here so early, but this morning, my bro called me, asking whether i've read the papers. but i was still driving, i said no. he told me that a friend's husband was shot dead. although i am not really close to this friend, i still felt bad. just a few months ago, i saw her and her family enjoying themselves in jada's 1st birthday, now, comes the bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember vp saying 'it's really sad to read the papers these days'. i truly agree with her. not to mention this news about my friend, but everyday, there'll be news on rape, murder, suicides, bombing etc etc. what has happened to the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno what to say, just to offer my deepest condolence to her and her little boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114549580982363587?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114549580982363587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114549580982363587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114549580982363587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114549580982363587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-chapter-closed.html' title='another chapter closed'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114544917288285731</id><published>2006-04-19T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T20:19:32.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY ! PARTY !</title><content type='html'>Ok guys as you all know lauren's bday is coming up and have decided to do it on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;30th April 2006 from 12noon onwards&lt;/span&gt; ... so IS &amp;amp; gary and whoever i have missed out please come. I have booked for the inflatable bouncer thingy which i am sure the older kids would enjoy so do come by 12sharp coz i only have it till 4pm. RSVP PLSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy working and my timing with things aren't that great as usual ... one of my oldest fren steve is back from london so i have been busy with him catching up with news. Besides him of course is work and LAUREN . SIGH ....My life is just generally boring and I can imagine RG being the same as well ... I know VP you have been awfully busy as well .... why is life so boring ..... I need a holiday ...... Koh Samui anyone ??? I am booking for july 2 so anyone interested ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114544917288285731?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114544917288285731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114544917288285731&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114544917288285731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114544917288285731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/party-party.html' title='PARTY ! PARTY !'/><author><name>On behalf of Lauren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114542408487192848</id><published>2006-04-19T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:21:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what goes around comes around</title><content type='html'>He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson." Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid.  This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."  He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. she had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar  bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back The waitress wondered where the lady could be.  Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you  really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people  to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she  and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard. She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's  gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old saying "What goes around comes around." Today, I share with you this story that the light may continue to shine upon humankind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114542408487192848?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114542408487192848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114542408487192848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114542408487192848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114542408487192848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='what goes around comes around'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114541344770459783</id><published>2006-04-19T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:40:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>venus women, martian men</title><content type='html'>hmm, our beloved husbands are all away. billy &amp; uncle flew off on monday. still, as usual, i went home everyday after work. no shopping, no partying, no going out. i still go home everyday to see my precious child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i thought of giving myself a break. so i will be bringing re to a shopping spree. most probably on a thursday. anyway wants to join? as u guys know, he hates shopping. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i say i wanna go shopping after&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;he'll say why not go during weekends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i wanna go on weekends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;he'll say why do you have to go shopping on weekends when there are tonnes of people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... and people say women are difficult to understand. that's why i rather go shopping myself, where i can see whatever i want, go wherever i want. i totally agree with the saying &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"women are from venus, men are from mars".&lt;/span&gt; men always complain we women difficult to understand, but is this true? all we want are security and attention. is that really too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, sigh, but it's a great thing that god created 2 genders so differently. we marry and learn from each other more.... but this learning will never end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114541344770459783?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114541344770459783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114541344770459783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114541344770459783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114541344770459783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/venus-women-martian-men.html' title='venus women, martian men'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114525881787791475</id><published>2006-04-17T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:26:57.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020330.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020330.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys, these are pictures of my parents taken in "Jiu Jai Kou" - Chendu Province, China. Just want to share with u ppl especially Tan Teck kk and pp, they were suppose to go but pp decided to stay back as she "ng fong sum" rayern to be taken care by his own mother (who is also her daughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this was taken in their hotel's coffeehouse, most ingorant ppl like me would think its some scenic sight like Tiger River or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar???? Fung Wan was shot her...and this is the "si mooi" who wanted to be with both the "si heng"..hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;(Wah si heng and Fung si heng?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not new zealand but china ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hak seh wooi tai lo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cattle range..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/1600/P1020311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2162/2146/320/P1020311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a cross breed of a camel and ox or something like that... they paid RM5 for the ride..hmm..i mean she paid RM5, he just posted next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114525881787791475?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114525881787791475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114525881787791475&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114525881787791475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114525881787791475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-guys-these-are-pictures-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114524035488114958</id><published>2006-04-17T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:19:14.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how important are they?</title><content type='html'>how important are your parents to you?  would you ever put yourself before them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life, i've been taught to take care of those before me.  if they don't have enough money to use, i'll just work harder to give them a better life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually heard of a few grandchildren have working income of at least RM4K  per month but during chinese new year, collected RM25 per person or per couple to a total of RM100 and give their grandmother telling her, "we couldn't find benedictine dom because it's chor yee (2nd day of cny) today and the shops are closed".  they must be thinking that the grandmother doesn't know anything because she very well knows that shops are opened... plus she lived in kl city... not some kampung village. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard that story, i felt the disappointment in that grandmother's voice because the grandchildren couldn't even give her an actual gift instead, asking her to go out and buy it herself.  she can't drive!  and also, that they with their big houses have to share to buy a bottle of dom.  sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard of another son telling his parents to "san fu" a little so that he and his wife can have a better life in the future.  what is that?  i thought and thought about it and i can't understand the logic behind that.  perhaps, i've been lucky in the sense that i do not need to worry about my parents financially.  but i know that if the need arises, i'll be there for them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114524035488114958?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114524035488114958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114524035488114958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114524035488114958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114524035488114958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-important-are-they.html' title='how important are they?'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114497871784310026</id><published>2006-04-14T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T10:10:22.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>within the circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;vp: sent OD, AM, IS, Gene, Sue etc...an email on June and Cheryl's new venture -The wedding and children's party planning service.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blissfulknots.blogspot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Od says: you know that girl is cheryl one of my old frens ... hahahahaa yeah i think she started doing this with a fren ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Vp says: that fren of hers is my cousin june la!!!!!! lut! cheryl is her best friend...i know her too, she is so pretty. what a small world!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Od: ahahaha thats my best fren who died eugene ex gf .... hahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Vp says: so u want to use their service mou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Od says: what lauren bday u mad or what&lt;br /&gt;for a 1 year old dun think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;vp says: No, I am talking about the wedding one...kakakaakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Od has not replied, perhaps she is contemplating…muakakakakakamuakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114497871784310026?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114497871784310026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114497871784310026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114497871784310026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114497871784310026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/within-circle.html' title='within the circle'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114489224254686426</id><published>2006-04-13T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T09:37:22.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy as a bee</title><content type='html'>sorry guys, i have been extra busy lately, so i have not been reading much of your blogs and replying any msn at all. infact come to think about it, i do not even come online as there is not a single minute i can spare for those chats. please excuse me and i shall catch up soon with u people. as for OD i will see u in melaka this saturday. IS and AM till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies like no body's bizness, it was Jan06 when my BIL planned my FIL's birthday dinner and i said he was mad to have planned so far ahead, look at it now, the time has arrived and very soon it will be june, then july - all silly billy's, sandy's, sue's, j&amp;j's birthday, merdeka, ying2 birthday, re+re+od, then DEC, mine + IS's birthdays...wow, there goes another year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care..ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114489224254686426?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114489224254686426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114489224254686426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114489224254686426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114489224254686426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/busy-as-bee.html' title='busy as a bee'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114464243406761546</id><published>2006-04-10T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T12:18:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the chinese remedy</title><content type='html'>just now i was msn-ing with is. we got to a part where chinese custom came in. she told me that somehow, married women are not supposed to pay respect to their own parents &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(when they pass away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on cheng beng. and the 2 of us thought it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who on earth came up with this thing i dunno. but is it really true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there are a lot of chinese customs / tradition / superstition. how true are all these? for sure, od's gonna object to all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) no washing hair / going out during confinement&lt;br /&gt;2) no going home &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(as in your home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on the first day of CNY&lt;br /&gt;3) cannot sweep the floor during cny&lt;br /&gt;4) the use of chinese herbs &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which they just pluck from plants; not scientifically proven)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) cannot attend a wedding if it's less than 3 mths from urs&lt;br /&gt;6) etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there sure are lots more. hahaha, all these custom thingy has been passed down from thousands of years ago. do we chinese have to follow exactly what they say? does all these still exist in the modern world today? well, i did follow the confinement part although i think it's ridiculous. hmm, our parents are people who believe in all these, so being a daughter, all i can do is to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about another friend of ours. hehehe, highly educated, aeronautical engineer &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(u know who).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he, too believed in all these stuffs. for instance, his daughter of age 1 1/2 who has ulcers in her mouth. he brought her to this chinese so-called doc, to pluck those tiny white dots out of her mouth using a non-sterilised needle. yucks, even my mum wouldnt do that. and he even gave the lil girl "foo" water as he believe she was frightened. and it did helped. the ulcers gone and she stopped crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always think, if it's external used, i dont mind. bathing or applying. when it comes to swallowing - it's a big no no for me. my mum knows that and she too agree with me. so i dont mind she bringing back "foo" shirt for my son to wear, or putting "foo" under his pillow, or bathing him with those herbs and stuffs. even our "westernised" od bathed lauren in herb water to wash away the rashes (which helped).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do u believe? or think all these are just craps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114464243406761546?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114464243406761546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114464243406761546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114464243406761546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114464243406761546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/chinese-remedy.html' title='the chinese remedy'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114438556561346204</id><published>2006-04-07T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T14:00:36.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sashimi + laugh + joy</title><content type='html'>yesterday we all left shogun with a full tummy. everyone was happy with the food. i ate close to 30 pieces of sashimi &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(damn embarassing, first time seeing gene, she must have thought i came out from kampung or something).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hmm, but i only ate salmon sashimi and nothing else wo. so i guess it should be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted &amp; laughed. it's always nice to get-together and share a little of everything...i dunno why, od &amp;amp; billy has become our hot topics these days. hehehe, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;the root beer incident&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the "why-suddenly-so-mushy" hug billy gave od&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the "u wanna know bout od/billy ask vp" thingy&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, vp suggested that we gals should get together once in a while for sushi &amp; gossip. hehehe, i agree though &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(although i might ffk again - thanx to my re).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but well, we should make it a point.... once in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114438556561346204?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114438556561346204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114438556561346204&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114438556561346204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114438556561346204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/sashimi-laugh-joy.html' title='sashimi + laugh + joy'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114429897878727009</id><published>2006-04-06T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T12:49:38.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cooking chicken to 165 degrees</title><content type='html'>i was reading msnbc just now and came upon the article, "&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/12173519/"&gt;Cooking chicken thoroughly kills bird flu virus&lt;/a&gt;".  it's quite a lengthy article.  but it basically says, "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cook it to 165 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;- People use food thermometers and follow basic rules for kitchen safety: wash hands often, keep raw poultry and meat separate from cooked food and refrigerate or freeze food right away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114429897878727009?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114429897878727009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114429897878727009&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114429897878727009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114429897878727009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/cooking-chicken-to-165-degrees.html' title='cooking chicken to 165 degrees'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114429372985045034</id><published>2006-04-06T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:22:09.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R &amp; J</title><content type='html'>i noticed on Days of Lauren, odie wrote - once lauren starts to walk, in no time she will start to mingle and chat with friends like renee, reeve, rayern, jaylyn and jayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all R&amp;amp;J...so cute hor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114429372985045034?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114429372985045034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114429372985045034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114429372985045034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114429372985045034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/r-j.html' title='R &amp; J'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114421883470815503</id><published>2006-04-05T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:05:03.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy's Version</title><content type='html'>met up with billy last night at hartamas after my meaningful massage at zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vp: so, your wife dont want to give birth anymore ah? can't blame her la...after what she went thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;billy: *sigh* hailor...lauren one person ho jik mok ah...then next time chances of her marrying overseas also quite high..then how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vp: let it be lor, but actually i also feel 2 not enough, would love to have 3, but keng-keng...coz i am old already and jaga (not that i do much now la). like uncle jeff lor, mou pei chin kui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwailo: beee, why you force me to have the 3rd baby with another woman one? beee..please, please please dont force me *giggle* together with billy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;billy: hailo..i also must threaten odie with this - "lei sang ng sang!!! ng hai ngo tung tai yee ko sang" hahaahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all bunch of cracks...all 3 adds up to 90 over years old still act like kids, people who doesn't know us, will not believe that we all have got kids la, according to the way we act and talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114421883470815503?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114421883470815503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114421883470815503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114421883470815503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114421883470815503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/billys-version.html' title='Billy&apos;s Version'/><author><name>VP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18270360902919715878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114420719292188308</id><published>2006-04-05T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:13:48.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relax guys</title><content type='html'>for the past few blogs, we seemed a little serious - talking and debating about respect, kids, upbringing etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's relax a bit. yesterday i booked 10 movie tickets. details as follows:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movie : "&lt;a href="http://www.gsc.com.my/version2/movies/movies.asp?search=stranger"&gt;when a stranger calls&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;venue : 1utama; new wing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(where else can it be if u watching w me. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;date/day : 6 april 06; thursday&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;(amended, thanx to billy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time : 21:20 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;confirmed seats: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alex &amp; pauline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me &amp;amp; uncle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vp &amp; kwailo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is &amp;amp; gary &lt;em&gt;(pending)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jason &amp; chloe &lt;em&gt;(pending)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;od &amp;amp; billy &lt;em&gt;(most likely not)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who else wanna joining, please call. is is, we are still waiting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh... just a little thing i wanna share with you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;sms dated 4/4/06; 6:31pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vp - thur kl not goins spore, so movie on. he'll eat in shogun w uncle. all set, now i just wish my fren joan wont ffk me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me - bloody shit. no la, if uncle no go, i go myself lo. see ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;vp - i will record/save this sms for future proceedings, u dun come i SUE U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(in capital letters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114420719292188308?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114420719292188308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114420719292188308&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114420719292188308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114420719292188308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/relax-guys.html' title='relax guys'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114420082808642973</id><published>2006-04-05T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:46:54.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memory pillow</title><content type='html'>i really like this whole topic about respect, upbringing and etc. it's a good way for all of us to share our opinions. and for me to learn all these things about children. i would love to be a mother but that has to wait until the new house is ready because i don't want to be heavily pregnant and driving to and fro serdang, climbing the two flights of stairs and not having a place for the newborn baby... unless i go home to my parents' house for confinement.  therefore, pregnancy will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, yesterday while i was at ikano with AM and family at ikano, we went to aussino.  and guess what i saw?  a memory pillow!  the moment i saw it, i told AM, "i think you should buy this."  she looked at me in a very SCARY manner.  hehehe!  that may be the perfect gift for our AM for her coming birthday.  hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114420082808642973?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114420082808642973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114420082808642973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114420082808642973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114420082808642973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/memory-pillow.html' title='memory pillow'/><author><name>kiLikiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oZNd63OeCwA/SNNPwcT9oVI/AAAAAAAAADk/-wCqPRbGJ0I/S220/IMG_0349.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114416785414775507</id><published>2006-04-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:30:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids...</title><content type='html'>"are you guys worried about your kids not being by your side when you grow old??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe or not, uncle &amp; i debated this topic just last week. to me, i would love to have my kid by my side every single day, not only when i grow old, but now. well, seeing my life changed after having rayern explains it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 18 months, i have not let a day pass without seeing him. everyday after work i rushed home to see you. i paid for monthly gym which i dont go. i cannot remember when was the last time i went shopping for myself. last time i would hang out in pal's house talk and even go shopping. now, everything has stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am not complaining, in fact i am happy doing so. i always have this thinking - if you cant devote your time to your child, why the hell do you even consider giving birth? being a mum, i think this is an obligation you should have for your child. i really dunno whether what i am doing is right, but this is just an instinct. i would rather give up all my time - my shoppings, my facials, my catching ups, just to be with my ray ern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were we? ohh... i told uncle, we cannot control our kids. i believe every adult has their rights and we should respect them. if you make them stay with you, do you think they will be happy? i am not going to stop them from doing what they want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family bonding is extremely strong, and i really do hope that re can be with me through all my years. but i believe in one thing - it's your spouse who is going to be by your side forever, not your parents, your siblings, your friends or your children. and like od said, no matter at which part they are in, do pray that they have their parents in their hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19054587-114416785414775507?l=bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/feeds/114416785414775507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19054587&amp;postID=114416785414775507&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114416785414775507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19054587/posts/default/114416785414775507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitzandpiecez.blogspot.com/2006/04/kids.html' title='kids...'/><author><name>-jOAnnE-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00309924717902288562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19054587.post-114415775218348733</id><published>2006-04-04T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:05:48.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cont ... RESPECT</title><content type='html'>I can see today everyone is blogging about the same thing .... Well don't worry VP I know you have all the manners in the world and you wouldn't dare take advantage of anyone so even though when i emphasise about&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" taking advantage"&lt;/span&gt; our kids being taken care of by someone else whether its grandparents , maids etc .... I wasn't trying to refer to you ..... :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;YOU ARE DIPLOMAT QUEEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I agree with you and RG aka BLUR blogs ... I believe its really upbringing and especially I come from a close knit family and mum has always drummed in manners,etiquette etc into us so its an automatic reaction ... There are some ppl that may have had the same upbringing but they dun seem to comprehend after a certain age coz they could be influenced by other ppl thinking or whatever it seems to let them go astray or very straigh forward way of saying " NO BLOODY COMON SENSE" ....&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that our kids dun turn out to be disrespectful to anyone ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another conversation I had with Billy the other day was our children as they get older ... Here it went something like this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy : sigh..... I wish I recorded you while you were pregnant ..&lt;br /&gt;Auds : What la you for what ...&lt;br /&gt;Billy : Maybe you should have another kid ..&lt;br /&gt;Auds : NO WAY !! for what 1 is enough for me to handle ...&lt;br /&gt;Billy : so that we won't be lonely when we get old ...&lt;br /&gt;Auds : SO .... why on earth are you thinking so far ...&lt;br /&gt;Billy : What if lauren gets married and lives with the husband and family ... or lives overseas ..&lt;br /&gt;Auds : Yeah and so what if she does ..... Just live our lives day to day ok ...&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to think so far off...&lt;br /&gt;Billy : you  mean you don't want another kid ... we can hire a maid to help you&lt;br /&gt;Auds : NOPE , NO way end of story ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long winded conversation but the story goes like this I would love to have another child in some ways but I don't think I can heck being pregnant and going through what I went through .. even if it will go through ok I still can't juggle so many things at 1 time with or without a maid / helper ... Some of you can do it but for me I kind of know my limits at least I have lauren and better than having no kids right ..... My question to you gals is that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;" Are you guys worried about your kids not being by your side when you grow old " ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me my answer is ..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;.I do hope lauren will be with me always but I know she will grow up and have her own family she may not be like me living with my folks but I would hope that I can instill some good upbringing to her and hope that even if she chooses to live her own life in another country or anywhere she will always have her parents in her heart and soul. 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