<?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-30895419</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:41:14.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superbabe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-794787027889063414</id><published>2011-04-11T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:22:28.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gloomy day out there...</title><content type='html'>It started off as a perfect day with a sunny morning, flowers were smelling good and grass looked ever greener.  And not long after, the clouds start to roam freely in the sky covering the beautiful bright day with grey colours all over.  Wonder would feelings and emotions be affected by the weather conditions.  Supposed it does, but being sunny isn't always fun either. Especially in this sector of my world here, perspiration is not my middle name and I never liked having the sharp bright rays cut into my eyes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like this.  When you are given the luxury of the norm, you tend to forget how blissful it is.  But when its been taken away from you, you blame the world for it.  Envious of others' fortune and luck blurs out what was never meant to be.  If only life is ever that simple and that all the doctrines that we hear about are as easy and as applicable as to life today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-794787027889063414?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/794787027889063414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=794787027889063414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/794787027889063414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/794787027889063414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2011/04/gloomy-day-out-there.html' title='A gloomy day out there...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-8350267687171558290</id><published>2008-11-27T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:59:34.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Entry, U turn please...</title><content type='html'>Nothing seems to be going LahMoh's way of late.  Health, Money, Holiday, Work, Adam's Family ... longer than wish list for Santa.  Is Lah Moh complaining again?  Hmm, think it is.  Oh well, atleast the only consolation, my boi Tommy is fat and healthy. He loves me unconditionaly and sleeps with me every night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world of brown boxes for Lah Moh is on the agenda.  Its time for a bigger and newer joint.  This is close to bed of roses but really wouldn't mind a better place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several irreverent comments of Lah Moh in office.  All because she does a noticeable change in her apparel styles daily.  Somewhat like a Kinder Surprise egg chocholate, you will never know until the very morning she arrives in office.  Well not every single day, only days when she is in the mood for benevolence. How so?  Make one smile and happy is an act of benevolence.  (courtesy for people who doesn't understand the meaning) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, she's digressed yet again. What's with the No Entry and Uturn?  If you still haven't got it, perhaps you are not that smart afterall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exbibit A : displays LahMoh's boredom look &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SS61plGZUZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IyNX1mzHpmM/s1600-h/IMG_5386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SS61plGZUZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IyNX1mzHpmM/s200/IMG_5386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273351939635630482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-8350267687171558290?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8350267687171558290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8350267687171558290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8350267687171558290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8350267687171558290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-entry-u-turn-please.html' title='No Entry, U turn please...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SS61plGZUZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IyNX1mzHpmM/s72-c/IMG_5386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-1298289454575102281</id><published>2008-11-11T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:29:59.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond belief...</title><content type='html'>This is strange and yet funny...hardly past 10.30pm and superbabe feels like calling it a day and dozing off.  What has gotten into her?  Too much sex or the lack of it???  Ofcourse its the latter! I'm young and healthy...its never enuff!!! But I'm now celibate and sedated.  Geez!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, promises of a dazzling time in Thailand with my couz and my bitchy best friend come Jan.  I can't wait...the sun is just yelling out on me. Oh sunny side, just throw your warm and bright sunshine all over my bod! In need of a beautiful dark tan desperately.  Maybe get another tattoo...:) Oh no, the babe cant be married off with too much body modificaions.  One is enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I do a posting picture ceremony tonight?   Oh yeah, I'll show you the peace sign after the boat dive I did on an office junk trip.  Serious fun and serious adrenaline rush. Superbabe first virgin dive on the boat! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SRmWxBxMMxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PDCP9ODVDNM/s1600-h/n710780008_1380069_9266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SRmWxBxMMxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PDCP9ODVDNM/s200/n710780008_1380069_9266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267407008219018002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1298289454575102281?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1298289454575102281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1298289454575102281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1298289454575102281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1298289454575102281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/11/beyond-belief.html' title='beyond belief...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SRmWxBxMMxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PDCP9ODVDNM/s72-c/n710780008_1380069_9266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-6027879867588078714</id><published>2008-11-11T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:48:47.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbabe Logging Back In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SRk4v0m-SKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QJySKBh_qX0/s1600-h/R0015881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SRk4v0m-SKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QJySKBh_qX0/s200/R0015881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267303633413621922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit A : Su and SuperBabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning Hong Kong!!!  Wanted to shout like Robin Williams but I guess I am not as witty as him.  Anyway, its been way too long since my last entry.  Too much happenings...too much procrastination and way too much excuses...therefore the absence!  Nonetheless, weilim aka superbabe is still up and alive and kicking well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been a rollercoaster ride in all aspects.  Sometimes I feel indifferent and other times its magnificent.  Work and life in HK...not much just live one day at a time and take one day at a time really.  The excitement dies down and what's left is just day in day out.  Well at least the weather is getting chilly and cooling.  Hello leather jackets and booties!  Its not that bad afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year just flew by so quickly and the next thing you realise its almost till Christmas.  Not that I am into the greetings seasons...anyway am usually oblivious to it.  Just grateful its a public holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-6027879867588078714?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/6027879867588078714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=6027879867588078714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6027879867588078714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6027879867588078714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/11/superbabe-logging-back-in.html' title='Superbabe Logging Back In...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/SRk4v0m-SKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QJySKBh_qX0/s72-c/R0015881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-189846633309895581</id><published>2008-03-10T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:36:33.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysians Have Decided!</title><content type='html'>So the day has arrived, where the minorities and all the suppressed have made their choice.  Not a bad choice indeed...a very brave one too.  It was a long night for many of us...staring at the tv box waiting for the latest announcement that would dictate the old yet new country. Honestly me no political savvy babe, just an ordinary citizen that believes its time for a change.  And most definitely a time to voice and a time to be listened.  Actually ah, I didn't even vote. But it was darn exciting to watch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A DREAM...I hope one fine day, all Malaysians will be treated equally and with just.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD SAVE THE COUNTRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-189846633309895581?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/189846633309895581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=189846633309895581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/189846633309895581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/189846633309895581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/03/malaysians-have-decided.html' title='Malaysians Have Decided!'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-282430504855853383</id><published>2008-02-25T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:34.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R8LpFBEdhLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Fcr5Y78YDt4/s1600-h/IMG_1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R8LpFBEdhLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Fcr5Y78YDt4/s200/IMG_1783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170951594570515634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohs some soul searching week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.  Sounds kinda cheesy but they kinda complete me. They laugh with me and laugh at me.  I love their company and I really miss the stupid hang outs and silly conversations.  Life is lonesome here though the city is forever bustling.  Lah Moh will come home from work and laze with T Vuitton and end the day infront of the tele with a good snack. Its quite liberating too ... just at a different mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse there's always Janoy.  Thank god for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-282430504855853383?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/282430504855853383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=282430504855853383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/282430504855853383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/282430504855853383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/02/friends-for-life.html' title='Friends for life...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R8LpFBEdhLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Fcr5Y78YDt4/s72-c/IMG_1783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-8286116203139365559</id><published>2008-01-30T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:41:51.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The SWOT Test</title><content type='html'>I did a SWOT test with my weirdo friends this avo.  Apparently I place food as first priority over anything else.  I beg to differ people.  I possess good traits too ... like fun to be with, funny, critique, a bitch and generally efficient at work. Hellos people have you all forgotten?  Its been merely 3 months! Don't you people wanna see me more often??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thinking cap is still ON Mode.  So I shall continue to ponder until god forbid. Probably when I have no more air and reasons to buy anymore.  That would be inevitable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, its freezing cold here...I need to buy a heater for home use.  Hehehe, a reason to scare Tommy Vuitton too....brruuurrrr *hot air*!  I think I am going nuts.  I am at work oh...I'm such a slacker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-8286116203139365559?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8286116203139365559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8286116203139365559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8286116203139365559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8286116203139365559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/01/swot-test.html' title='The SWOT Test'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-5383820996713113812</id><published>2008-01-04T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:34.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special entry for Lammers</title><content type='html'>I need to dedicate this entry to Carolina.  She made an effort to meet me even if it was only 10 mins. Thanks my dear Alice.  I was soooo happy to see you.  If only it could have been a little longer.  I wanted to bring you to LaiChiKok to shop till you don't feel the presence of your legs.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the gang better come over and see me.  I offer two rooms and a living hall to sleep. And Tommy Vuitton to lick your face at night :) It would be fun peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Vuitton at his dummest look. He is getting rather touchy feely.  He is getting ham sup... just like the mother!  Sigh... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R33y2kBhkAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Yd55vDqHKk4/s1600-h/tommy_boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R33y2kBhkAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Yd55vDqHKk4/s200/tommy_boy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151540567978643458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-5383820996713113812?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/5383820996713113812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=5383820996713113812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5383820996713113812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5383820996713113812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/01/special-entry-for-lammers.html' title='Special entry for Lammers'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R33y2kBhkAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Yd55vDqHKk4/s72-c/tommy_boy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-5505692132083776759</id><published>2008-01-04T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:43:12.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think straight...</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered how strangers become friends and how lovers can suddenly become enemies?   I am not too fond of the notion of being enemies with my past victims but there is always an underlying reason as to why the breakup hence turning sour.  But actually I'm usually the victim here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really happily ever after?  Honestly I don't believe in that crap.  Sorry I'm not always this vulgar...but most of the time YES.  How often do you see lifetime commitment?  Perhaps LahMoh being too pessimist but its just me talking in riddles on a Friday lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-5505692132083776759?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/5505692132083776759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=5505692132083776759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5505692132083776759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5505692132083776759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2008/01/think-straight.html' title='Think straight...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-2951939175587651190</id><published>2007-12-27T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:29:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another entry...</title><content type='html'>Here's the gist...I get into the mood of writing lotsa entries religiously and then I just stop and go on the silent track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am knackered. No lah, just couldn't be bothered.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have the weirdos to fill me in with gossip stories and bickering bout anything and everything. Now its just me myself and Tommy.  If only he could talk. I wouldnt mind if he did people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, am lookign at the Xmas brunch they had. Oh damn it, I need my weirdo friends.  I tell you all, miss you people.  People here all so rude and nasty and speaks terrible Engrish. So powderful my Taiwan also deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgghhh its cold here...I also dun like.  Hmm, is there anything I like here???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-2951939175587651190?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/2951939175587651190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=2951939175587651190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2951939175587651190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2951939175587651190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-what-usually-happens.html' title='Just another entry...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-4911982006703908381</id><published>2007-12-13T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T11:53:40.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not ready...</title><content type='html'>If anything were to happen to my parents, I would not be able to handle it.  Something worth mentioning and deserves a blog entry.  I feel mum is aging and her health is starting to deteriorate.  Still as active as ever, especially when it comes to the S 11.  However, I am worried if one day my parents are no longer in my life.  Tho, I must admit...my dad is an irritant...but that also mean he is very much in my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what I should expect and learn to be as strong as mum. How come none of us actually inherited her intelligence.  Really, all 4 of us came out wrong.  Hmmm... I wonder why.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is another extra...his mood swings are unpredictable as the weather in Melbourne.  And he drives me up the walls most of the time...but I damn zen lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I saying here?  Parents can sometimes be a pain but so are the kids.  My 2 cents worth...they can continue to yack...and we will continue to do...no need to be confrontational.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-4911982006703908381?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/4911982006703908381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=4911982006703908381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4911982006703908381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4911982006703908381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-not-ready.html' title='I am not ready...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-646962462425186474</id><published>2007-12-12T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:34:53.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick...</title><content type='html'>I really am feeling homesick, I KID YOU NOT!  How is that possible?  I actually miss My &amp; Sg.  UNBELIEVABLE!!!  This place is just way to eastern to my liking.  I just wanna get on the cab feeling like a passenger and having every right to go where I want and how I want it.  Somehow my canto ain't good enuff to fight back so I relatiate in English which makes matter worse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a separate note, how to keep me self sane without having to spend a dime?  Another interesting concept but never achievable. I have plans to go mountain hiking.  Don't laugh people, its just a plan.  I need to buy hiking shoes then! Well that sorta shopping is not considered cause its necessity shopping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so full of strange surprises.  Once again, I must refer to timing.  I think GOD is a joker.  He probably didn't take project management 101.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go for my seminar at Convention Centre.  Its such a LONG journey...darn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-646962462425186474?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/646962462425186474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=646962462425186474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/646962462425186474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/646962462425186474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/12/homesick.html' title='Homesick...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-4137625247951766634</id><published>2007-12-11T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about timing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R16SNxDZVcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RGfkiA4im7Q/s1600-h/Jeffrey-Yee_4097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R16SNxDZVcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RGfkiA4im7Q/s200/Jeffrey-Yee_4097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142708589707220418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how timing can dictate all that's happening around us. Jobs, relationships and even I don't know one's behaviour.  Well for sure you don't come mess with me during PMS.  You would be pronounced dead not long before you utter your first sentence.  Well, but I shouldn't speak for all...atleast for me.  I know sometimes and many atimes things happen for a reason and most of the time one way or the other its manipulated by time.  Am I making sense here?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my case, its usually right choice but wrong timing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiLim mojo is over flowing...I gotta do something. There you go, its that time of the month...I might be ovulating.  I was told most women can sense their ovulation period ie not by calendar please...but by their own body's reaction. Oh come on, how come I never felt anything.  Would horny be a sign...but that hardly works for me.  I'm always horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should talk bout work ya.  Haiya, what is there to say? One PM job is no different from another. Same shit, different day...courtesy of Mr Koh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I hope Gerald can become my colleague. *pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my babe, who can be more adorable than him??? And he's in my Anya plastic bag!  Speaking of which...where is it ya??? Janoy can you recall???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-4137625247951766634?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/4137625247951766634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=4137625247951766634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4137625247951766634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4137625247951766634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-bout-timing.html' title='All about timing...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/R16SNxDZVcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RGfkiA4im7Q/s72-c/Jeffrey-Yee_4097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-8758698469577881783</id><published>2007-11-30T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:24:01.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Forgotten...NOT</title><content type='html'>Hello world, no I didn't forget bout all of yous.  I have just beed dead lazy.  And not cause I am busy...not exactly...just plain lazy to the max.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's everyone been keeping up?  Hope all is well and healthy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really freezing here today and its not to my liking.  I am totally wrapped with two long sleeves shirt and a jacket but still feeling the shivers.  Man, I'm so weak.  My fingers are numbed and so's my feet.  I hate that feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, shopping is GREAT here...too great that I think I need to just STOP.  Did I tell you I wanna buy a car?  I can't possibly commute everyday like this...I'll KILL myself after a week...or maybe 3 days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall post some pictures.  Maybe just my son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-8758698469577881783?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8758698469577881783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8758698469577881783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8758698469577881783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8758698469577881783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-forgottennot.html' title='Long Forgotten...NOT'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-4122766567120305928</id><published>2007-11-10T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T08:12:19.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best past time activity...</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered what one can do while in the midst of bombarding the world in the toilet.  Well, some would choose a book to read while others may concentrate on the bombing.  Lah Moh has found a better way... grab your laptop and start blogging.  Its kewl man...your hands are free and the device can just sit nicely on ya lap...not forgeting the bombing continues to happen!  Bliss!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...but the problem would be...would you be thinking of my toilet activity or are you concentrating on my actual entry itself.  hmm...perhaps I shall not disclose my whereabouts then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway...its only freaking 8am.  Why did I wake up so early? Its a beautiful day today and I should consider exploring the city.  Nah...I should just rest at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-4122766567120305928?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/4122766567120305928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=4122766567120305928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4122766567120305928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4122766567120305928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-past-time-activity.html' title='Best past time activity...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-1127897777750782014</id><published>2007-11-10T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:25:02.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship built...weird ones</title><content type='html'>Oh my god I was that bored.  I went back to read old entries of the hubby's blog. Seems like lots happened during XM days.  Mostly fun, but lotsa fights mainly.  DarGling, what was the first cold war about?  I cant recall at all but I remembered the "I am going to ignore you" moments.  It was fun but please your a typical MCP.  You must change to get a girl man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I miss all of my friends.  Should Lah Moh make the choice???  argghhh...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping has been part of my daily routine. Its fun, but I have a motive to shop now.  Promises of a scarf underway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Alexing.  Sigh...where are you???  I so miss the doggie rice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1127897777750782014?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1127897777750782014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1127897777750782014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1127897777750782014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1127897777750782014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship-builtweird-ones.html' title='Friendship built...weird ones'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-2491226048713757774</id><published>2007-11-09T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:37:28.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New life...</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since my last update.  Apologies to my avid readers.  Hehhehe...I realised there's a good few :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...life is different.  A big change, too early to put a comment on it...be it good or bad. Just readjusting all over again.  It took me a long while to like SG and now that I do...boom I'm GONE. I think I am feeling homesick believe it or not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start thinkign bout my future hey...then again WHAT future?  Somehow my career path leans towards PMing.  I love it just not sure how much I can take this stressful pace.  Sighs....biggest sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I am ALWAYS in a crossroad..wtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life is alright.  Nothing to shout about and nothing to be sorow about either. I should do more shopping ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-2491226048713757774?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/2491226048713757774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=2491226048713757774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2491226048713757774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2491226048713757774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-life.html' title='New life...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-1832475367501787935</id><published>2007-10-25T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:35.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion Road ... TATA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RyBFe85bNkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2AVRa0PjrME/s1600-h/CIMG1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RyBFe85bNkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2AVRa0PjrME/s200/CIMG1757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125172773993002562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RyBEcc5bNjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4wxLaMiDex0/s1600-h/CIMG1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RyBEcc5bNjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4wxLaMiDex0/s200/CIMG1746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125171631531701810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day where the movers came and vacate my premise.  Its been an experience...a small person like Lah Moh ended up with 52 boxes!  Packed nicely and neatly up into my 20ft container.  I believe its money well spent.  The crew of 5 barged in around 9am, moved, packed, wrapped, dismantled, wiped, folded and many actions alike.  I was amazed how experienced they were and extremely well mannered.  My tv was wrapped exactly like the a TV structure...kewl!  Piano pun sudah masuk and so was my sofa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should upload the pictures for your viewing leisure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 57 Zion Road, you have been good to me.  I will miss it except for the surrounding foods...Boon Tiong Kee excluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN IT, THEY MASUK MY TEDDY BEAR TOO...I AM SO GONNA MISS HIM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1832475367501787935?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1832475367501787935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1832475367501787935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1832475367501787935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1832475367501787935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/10/zion-road-tata.html' title='Zion Road ... TATA!!!'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RyBFe85bNkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2AVRa0PjrME/s72-c/CIMG1757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-573605923207385773</id><published>2007-10-24T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:38:33.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update...</title><content type='html'>Goodness, whatever happened to my blog article.  Somehow it was not saved. Damn it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saying...Lah Moh has been lazy, sianz, bored and just pure sleeping her life away.  Therefore the absence in blogging.  Sorry folks, I'll get back to business soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, my days in Singapore is ticking faster.  Less than a week more and I'll be gone from Zion Road.  It's a mixed feeling, not happy nor sad. What's up with me?  Hopefully will bounce back after the BKK spree.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 18K plus views on my YouTube. Wow...I was shocked to see tI was rather popular.  Eh not bad, I didn't expect positive comments leh.  Go see lamour07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is starting to twitch, a sign I should stop now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-573605923207385773?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/573605923207385773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/573605923207385773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/10/update_24.html' title='An update...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-8494235428659174286</id><published>2007-10-24T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:24:55.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN LOKBOX INJECTION --&gt;  &lt;div id="lokboxbodywrap"&gt;  &lt;!-- the header would go here --&gt;  &lt;div id="lokboxcontentwrap"&gt;      &lt;div id="lokboxcontent"&gt;&lt;!-- END LOKBOX INJECTION --&gt;  &lt;!-- BEGIN LOKBOX INJECTION --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lokboxfooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.store.creative.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://node38.ssg.qmax.com.sg/walledgarden/inject/zen_footer.jpg" alt="Creative Zen" border="0" height="30" width="760"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- END LOKBOX INJECTION --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-8494235428659174286?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8494235428659174286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8494235428659174286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8494235428659174286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8494235428659174286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/10/update.html' title='An update...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-2908036641104848455</id><published>2007-10-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:30:01.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing you BEST OF HEALTH...</title><content type='html'>I usually am never this serious in my blog but I sincerely hope Lydia Shum will get well soon. News about her health condition sprouted all over in the papers today and I pray she will recover from her illness very soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't know her at all but she's part of my childhood as far as I could remember.  Her laughter has been a signature and I truly hope these happy tunes will bring her hope and courage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care "happy fruit" lady and I pray that you will be up and rising and we shall see you in the upcoming TVB anniversary shows chuckling and laughing hysterically.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-2908036641104848455?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/2908036641104848455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=2908036641104848455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2908036641104848455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2908036641104848455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/10/wishing-you-best-of-health.html' title='Wishing you BEST OF HEALTH...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-7299859591673258985</id><published>2007-10-10T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:16:27.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lah Moh Is BACK...</title><content type='html'>My god, its been far too long. Not quite sure where to begin updating my weirdo friends.  Nevertheless, its good to be back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being away for so long, I am actually starting to appreciate this small little island Singapore.  Its clean, can drink coffee in the toilet somemore...especially after you've experienced the ones in China.  I still don't consider those as toilets.  They are just non human shitting place where you literally see loads of that!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part the locals can actually talk while doing business there.  Imagine the stench!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lah Moh is good...happy to be home...period.  Lots of packing. People how to pack my life into a suitcase?  Oh dear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-7299859591673258985?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/7299859591673258985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=7299859591673258985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7299859591673258985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7299859591673258985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/10/lah-moh-is-back.html' title='Lah Moh Is BACK...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-256205317083140044</id><published>2007-09-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:39:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bosan to the max...</title><content type='html'>Sudah beberapa minggu berlepas, Lah Moh masih tiada rancangan besar untuk masa hadapan.  Macam mana la buat ni???  Lah Moh tak ada cita cita besar, hanya ada rancangan miggu depan aja. Sigh... mati lah macam ini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi, Lah Moh mesti jaga badan dulu...mesti be strong and healthy.  Itu kepala sudah buat saya sangat sakit.  Sakit banyak banyak...mau mati kind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, jangan ketawa pada bahasa saya. Amat susah cerita the whole entry dalam Bahasa. Jadi bagi sikit positiv comment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lah Moh akan belajar bersungguh sungguh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-256205317083140044?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/256205317083140044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=256205317083140044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/256205317083140044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/256205317083140044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/09/bosan-to-max.html' title='Bosan to the max...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-5324829314786294574</id><published>2007-09-10T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:45:10.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache from hell...</title><content type='html'>I have gotten the same attack again and this is terrible. You cannot move a single inch else you feel the whole world is spinning and there's no way you can open your eyes.  You feel shiverous even with a thick blanket.  You feel like puking your heart out and when you do, all that's out is just acidic water.  The headache is terribly painful...you feel like crying but no energy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lah Moh hasn't eaten.  She needs therapeutic food...perhaps Alex???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-5324829314786294574?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/5324829314786294574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=5324829314786294574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5324829314786294574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5324829314786294574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/09/headache-from-hell.html' title='Headache from hell...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-9086531766182635808</id><published>2007-09-03T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:02:51.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break too long...</title><content type='html'>Somehow the Mackie no longer gives me the orgasm.  What"s left is my adorable Tommy and catching up on sleep.  But that proved to be a bit much after two weeks of doing just that.  I think am not quite fitted for a taitaidom...its kinda boring.  Oh no, perhaps it could be the lack of spending money for me to truly enjoy this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shall I be doing something like go out?  But there's only this much of shopping one can do and only this much of lunch appointments with my weird friends. So what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go eat my sushi tei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-9086531766182635808?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/9086531766182635808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=9086531766182635808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/9086531766182635808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/9086531766182635808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/09/break-too-long.html' title='A break too long...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-844039215110541271</id><published>2007-08-27T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T01:08:58.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshie Macker</title><content type='html'>So this is all brand new world to me. I am super lost in this Mackie world.  But this is all fun and money well invested...I hope. Gotta get used to things in a different side.  Hmmm...should I have just said hello to the Son of New York instead???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOoooooo... I will learn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few days without a lappie is almost dire strait mode.  Imagine lah moh had to do her emailing in McD and had to wait in line with a bunch of noisy kids and at times a few homeless uncles playing games and having his old plastic bag right next to you.  I always wonder...what do you put inside the dusty plastic bag?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have a question?  Why you gimme a remote control for free but I got to pay for my mouse?  Err...can I at least be given the option to choose? I want mouse can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-844039215110541271?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/844039215110541271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=844039215110541271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/844039215110541271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/844039215110541271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/08/freshie-macker.html' title='Freshie Macker'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-8701975356905926775</id><published>2007-08-23T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:35:26.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without LapTop</title><content type='html'>Its really weird. Lahmoh is jobless and without a lap top.  This is sad...not sad just weird.  My first week to my break and I'm getting bored.  Oh no..how is this possible.  Best part, I am doing my blogging, sending emails, chatting with friends at...MCDONALDS.  I have a weird woman sitting next to me flickering.  And she's kinda peeping at what I'm writing...hmmm yeah lady I'm talkign bout you. But thanks for jaga-ing my stuff when I bought my latte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you the Latte at Mcd is really quite tasty. For the price, its excellent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HK was madness...hot and stuffy.  Then again, that doesnt mean I didn't be my usual self.  However, my goods back was not as much as I and even my friends had expected.  So in a way, that's a plus point for Lah Moh...turning to a new leaf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-8701975356905926775?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8701975356905926775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8701975356905926775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8701975356905926775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8701975356905926775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-without-laptop.html' title='Life without LapTop'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-4288537021157103020</id><published>2007-08-13T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T17:29:05.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mojoless...</title><content type='html'>Lah Moh is becoming mojoless...in each and every aspect. Lost my drive, passion and motivation to do anything really.  Maybe its because I still cant find my childhood sweetheart.  I have been googling him whole morning:)  All I remembered was his name, Alvin Tan and NOTHING else. How like that???  Oh I remembered he was VERY hamsome too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are other sweethearts that I would like to stay in touch too. However, I think their girlfriends probably regard me as a threat and therefore disallow any form of communications with me.  *wishful thinking* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I rattling on today? I think I need a HK trip BADLY.  Hope God will answer my prayer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-4288537021157103020?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/4288537021157103020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=4288537021157103020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4288537021157103020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4288537021157103020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/08/mojoless.html' title='Mojoless...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-110989009497567530</id><published>2007-08-07T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:35.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occifer In Charge Retires ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RrfrPQh52mI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M0fgN-iy-hU/s1600-h/1029359647_d26aee834e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RrfrPQh52mI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M0fgN-iy-hU/s200/1029359647_d26aee834e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095800150760741474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt anyone ever pays much notice to tour guides.  Take my hat off for these professionals. Last weekend was my first and last quest as occifer in charge for 13 noisy souls to KL.  Its one of the most challenging activity!  Coordinate, get ready,planning plus all the last minute havoc of Murhphy's Law coming true.  The Japanese and Mdm Kwan debate went on for 3 whole days!!!  The drivers even carried out a pitching campaign.  I obviously was the popular one, atleast I provided laughter and funny stories :)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, it was a good trip. Hopefully I have not been termed a weird friend after this trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of shopping goods, shoes particularly, great food and lots of crazy jokes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LahMoh Travel &amp; Tours signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-110989009497567530?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/110989009497567530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=110989009497567530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/110989009497567530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/110989009497567530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/08/occifer-in-charge-retires.html' title='Occifer In Charge Retires ...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RrfrPQh52mI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M0fgN-iy-hU/s72-c/1029359647_d26aee834e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-7929855495039794782</id><published>2007-07-31T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:35.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Pick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rq7-Sgh52jI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IXZQj5Oxnx0/s1600-h/beetle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rq7-Sgh52jI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IXZQj5Oxnx0/s200/beetle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093287822525848114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rq7-FQh52iI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q5fzyP3NyP8/s1600-h/tt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rq7-FQh52iI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q5fzyP3NyP8/s200/tt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093287594892581410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys and Girls. Please vote which one you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told Beetle is very Lah Moh. But c'mon look at the TT, its just sooo inviting. It seems a smaller car init? Beetle is bigger, I can have passengers at the back..but really its MY car, its meant for me...why should I bother about the passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I prefer TT. But hmm... we gotta do something bout the name don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..I have to go check the prices first...else goodbye my dream car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-7929855495039794782?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/7929855495039794782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=7929855495039794782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7929855495039794782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7929855495039794782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/07/take-pick.html' title='Take A Pick...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rq7-Sgh52jI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IXZQj5Oxnx0/s72-c/beetle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-7446624281577587736</id><published>2007-07-27T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:53:06.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1yr anniversary as Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohs, I think this event deserves a posting, especially when I'm carrying a "shallow" status recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the record, this will my 54th posting.  Wow...applause for Lah Moh.  *klak klak klak*  Pretty happy bout the fact I persevered and wrote even when most of the time, I have no clue on what to say.  From clueless to golden phrase for my so called unweird friends... "go read my blog"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking out loud, would I continue after I move back to laid back KL...home of delicious food, mega jams and family life. I think in a way I am looking forward to be back...ofcourse minus the claws bit.  BUT BUT, I am getting a Beetle. I want brack carrer convertible. Promises of good food and good shopping coming my way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be unemployed very soon...oh well atleast for about ten days.  But plans of a HK holiday is underway.  Any joiners?  Ohs the promise of wonderful steam boat and thinly sliced beef sukiyaki. Oh lord, I am salivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep safe people and praise the lord/Buddha&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/30895419-7446624281577587736?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/7446624281577587736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=7446624281577587736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7446624281577587736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7446624281577587736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/07/1yr-anniversary-as-blogger.html' title='1yr anniversary as Blogger'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-1936896924916829402</id><published>2007-07-27T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T12:40:05.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Highly Condemned Diet Plans...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah I'm on a liquid diet.  Yes I know its really not healthy. Yes I am just losing water.  I know I know.  Will tell you someday why I need to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the society thats making women disintegrate.  We are slave to men's expectations, wants and needs. This is becoming a cruel society for women.  Honestly, I wished I lived in the century where fleshy women were highly sought after.  Hmm, then I will never ever have to ponder and go on weight watchers when I take my 3rd, 4th and 5th servings of the deliciously fried chicken wings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND best part is there will be big number dresses around that fits me and yet supposedly have men screaming "Oh look at her fat legs, she's so sexy!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to mother earth... I was in delusion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1936896924916829402?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1936896924916829402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1936896924916829402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1936896924916829402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1936896924916829402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-highly-condemned-diet-plans.html' title='My Highly Condemned Diet Plans...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-196212651309323640</id><published>2007-07-25T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:49:57.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why Lah Moh Is A Blogger Therefore NOT Shallow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Point 1 : My blog is NOT all about me...period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 2 : Lah Moh have fans...that's not shallow...I'm just popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 3 : Lah Moh is literate...bimbos won't be able to spell Armitage Shanks!&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy from Indian : http://www.armitage-shanks.co.uk/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definition from Oxford Dictionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  lack of little depth; not deep: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;shallow water.&lt;br /&gt;[LM] Where got shallow?  Haven't you seen my cleavage? It runs deep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lacking depth; superficial: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;a mind that is not narrow but shallow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[LM] How can Lah Moh be superficial when she is taking Buddhism lessons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.awarenessplace.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taking in a relatively small amount of air in each inhalation: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;shallow breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[LM] I talk so loud ... I take in much more air than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see people, respect the Lah Moh the blogger who's so NOT shallow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omitofo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-196212651309323640?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/196212651309323640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=196212651309323640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/196212651309323640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/196212651309323640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/07/reasons-why-lah-moh-is-blogger.html' title='Reasons Why Lah Moh Is A Blogger Therefore NOT Shallow'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-8926341293723403757</id><published>2007-07-19T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T12:33:07.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was being reminded to update my blog religiously. Oh believe me, I'm trying Indian. Something I have noticed, procrastination is the best remedy around.  Nonetheless, I did my ritual duty of reading his blog. Noticed I am starting to understand your blog more but not exactly to my liking. Too much Singlish dargling. Take note, its getting uninteresting...especially you are NOW  a copywriter!  Kakakkakak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on to the reason of my blog story today. Oh by the way, digress a bit first...I am engrossed with my Korean dramas again...so fun and bimbotic...I LIKE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here goes... are we all living in denial?   All the awareness bullshit of trying to be environmentally friendly, save here save there..any of you guys realised, the nation that is promoting all the save the world notion happens to be the true cause of global warming.  Come on, you think the whole African continent use tissue as much as say one American state consumes???  The reason for all this is because of demand and therefore the supply.  I am not saying I am any better but I won't go complain how the Amazon forrest is disappearing and making it as if its NOT their fault!  Know what I'm saying???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-8926341293723403757?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8926341293723403757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8926341293723403757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8926341293723403757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8926341293723403757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-for-update.html' title='Time for Update...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-7599427450419241338</id><published>2007-06-27T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:10:31.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Week Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why can't the Asians be a little less hard working?  Why can't the Govt impose a 4-day work week.  Its so much easier to get by...I promise we shall be more productive and motivated at work.  What's driving me nuts is the waking up every morning...or not waking up in time more likely.  Then again, the flagging of hand is still a morning ritual for work be it late or early.  Its become a habitual for lah moh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anycase, the thought of getting all sweaty and being a sardine commuter was never part of my morning to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's bothering me this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tommy ain't eating well&lt;br /&gt;2) I need to answer to mumsy ... mega crisis week!&lt;br /&gt;3) No Thai massage&lt;br /&gt;4) Fat legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I  know I can go on but lets stop at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled LahMoh&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/30895419-7599427450419241338?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/7599427450419241338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=7599427450419241338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7599427450419241338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/7599427450419241338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/mid-week-crisis.html' title='Mid Week Crisis'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-1471617453572413125</id><published>2007-06-21T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:42.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandalous and all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnowsu3OpeI/AAAAAAAAADw/eJiefvjIJOs/s1600-h/CIMG1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnowsu3OpeI/AAAAAAAAADw/eJiefvjIJOs/s200/CIMG1204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078425074865710562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnoviO3OpdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FXgtPlOypbs/s1600-h/f5a30de6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnoviO3OpdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FXgtPlOypbs/s200/f5a30de6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078423794965456338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our BKK trip.  My room mates...noisy plastic bagger Gerald. Too much skin with Kelly, as Gurm says.  Me short hair can???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnovAu3OpcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AvXilt1wK2A/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnovAu3OpcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/AvXilt1wK2A/s200/IMG_1289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078423219439838658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnou0-3OpbI/AAAAAAAAACs/DeWCxP1mlRg/s1600-h/CIMG1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnou0-3OpbI/AAAAAAAAACs/DeWCxP1mlRg/s200/CIMG1222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078423017576375730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnouCe3OpaI/AAAAAAAAACk/Vy9hkF6HejY/s1600-h/IMG_9164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnouCe3OpaI/AAAAAAAAACk/Vy9hkF6HejY/s200/IMG_9164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078422149992981922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnotn-3OpYI/AAAAAAAAACU/ne3YEfbRR7w/s1600-h/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnotn-3OpYI/AAAAAAAAACU/ne3YEfbRR7w/s200/IMG_1821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078421694726448514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnotcu3OpXI/AAAAAAAAACM/JZkJ69OHkcI/s1600-h/IMG_1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnotcu3OpXI/AAAAAAAAACM/JZkJ69OHkcI/s200/IMG_1702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078421501452920178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnotTu3OpWI/AAAAAAAAACE/QNuiXj4HEhI/s1600-h/IMG_1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnotTu3OpWI/AAAAAAAAACE/QNuiXj4HEhI/s200/IMG_1699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078421346834097506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnotNO3OpVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JwDwzYrBzJE/s1600-h/IMG_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnotNO3OpVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JwDwzYrBzJE/s200/IMG_1623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078421235164947794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1471617453572413125?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1471617453572413125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1471617453572413125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1471617453572413125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1471617453572413125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-bkk-trip.html' title='Scandalous and all...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Rnowsu3OpeI/AAAAAAAAADw/eJiefvjIJOs/s72-c/CIMG1204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-6929934695386054554</id><published>2007-06-21T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:19:01.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawaadee Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;Pack bags yet?  NO&lt;br /&gt;Changed money yet ? NO&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward  ?  NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei ler, what to do ?  A trip not looking forward to. I think I am having withdrawal symptoms/syndromes.  I like my ex-colleagues too much.  As as a result, I can't fit in anywhere else.  What is wrong with me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all the weird friends fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anycase... there will be massage time..ooo shioknya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning not to go shopping.  Keyword - planning! So if I do, it's forgiven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-6929934695386054554?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/6929934695386054554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=6929934695386054554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6929934695386054554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6929934695386054554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/sawaadee-time.html' title='Sawaadee Time...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-9026828303805228806</id><published>2007-06-15T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:43.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnIwve3OpPI/AAAAAAAAABM/LVAUDzR-Yxg/s1600-h/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnIwve3OpPI/AAAAAAAAABM/LVAUDzR-Yxg/s200/daisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076173322296665330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its been blue for me throughout the week and I am in need of happy stuff to keep me jolly.  I would die for some white daisies right now. Its such a happy flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I can't wait to spend the weekend with Tommy. After this week, I can parade him out in the open. His final vaccination and slowly growing out of being a naughty pup.  He is getting very intelligent.  Starting to teach him new tricks. He is such a sweet. Follows me around and his undying love for me...c'mon where can you get that???  No single partner can gimme that undevoted love and tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all the single women out there.  Get a dog, they are better than men. Atleast they don't talk back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still about 4 hours to Friday weekend.  My quest is to eat lots this weekend, sleep lots and shop lots.  Is that a lot to ask for???  And you call that demanding?  Sigh... you should meet my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone.  My next post shall be on next week's blue Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lah Moh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-9026828303805228806?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/9026828303805228806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=9026828303805228806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/9026828303805228806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/9026828303805228806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/tgif_15.html' title='TGIF...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RnIwve3OpPI/AAAAAAAAABM/LVAUDzR-Yxg/s72-c/daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-1307913188984497125</id><published>2007-06-14T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T12:08:44.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbabe is Superb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You think its a bad thing to be OTT?  I doubt so, its good to have confidence in whatever you do so even if you may seem cocky and arrogant..its alright. I see things as half full...well most of the time.  Or if not, I will steam roll my way...which I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel I am a better person as a whole.  I am not so judging as I used to be and atleast a little less bitchy in circumstances where I meet stupid people or people that bugs me. Trust me, lots of annoying people in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to be a tai-tai.  Why issit so hard ya?  Is tai-tai dum so unachievable? I dun need fancy cars, well Beetle is HARDLY considered fancy. I dont need large spending monies, well atleast LV once in a while.  And I don't need extravagant meals, well Japanese and steaks cannot be considered extravagant PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiLim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1307913188984497125?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1307913188984497125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1307913188984497125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1307913188984497125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1307913188984497125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/superbabe-is-superb.html' title='Superbabe is Superb'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-4219034707381011453</id><published>2007-06-12T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:39:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's right versus What's Good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting to feel confused between these two scenarios?  One would always believe what's right is probably good.  Is it really?  Its right to adhere to certain sayings and rule of thumb ...but is it good to one self IF this would mean a sacrifice amongst many other things which deemed good for you???  Am I in a dilemma right now? Well literally speaking, not quite yet...but perhaps at some point in time...YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I ask a stupid question? Is love a mere chance or fate?  I am a sucker of love at first sight..or the sight which will lead you to believe there's a chance for further progress.  Well, Lah Moh is Cheryl Shallow.  I can't get away from that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking in riddles? I think its another blue day at work perhaps. Actually no, I chaired a very important meeting today...did I feel good bout it? Not exactly. I miss my old friends at work and I miss the shits we go thru together and as a team.  I miss my partner in crime, just one look...we understood each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers all...a moody day for Lah Moh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-4219034707381011453?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/4219034707381011453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=4219034707381011453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4219034707381011453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/4219034707381011453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-right-versus-whats-good.html' title='What&apos;s right versus What&apos;s Good?'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-5910124030137420339</id><published>2007-06-08T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:43.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And all is calm again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RmjkWu3OpMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/M2DQV7T45OU/s1600-h/CIMG1683_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RmjkWu3OpMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/M2DQV7T45OU/s320/CIMG1683_new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073556059420796098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The great wave has come and gone. From 8 living organisms to 3, to 2 and then to 1...old me.  Its been a hectic and crazy but wonderful week.  Lots of great food, laughters and monies well spent..reallly?  Anyway, along with it, a barter trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;New phone : Old lap top !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now all quiet and calm again.  Kinda love my space... this is something one should never compromise.  Perhaps possibility that i shall be a potential spinster as I love my space too much. Hmm, ofcourse Tommy boy is an exception. Then again, lots of spanking lately...just too notti notti.  Darling, can you just poo on the right spot...like your LV mumsy dun have to mop like a mad woman???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reminder &lt;/span&gt;:  There shall never be any food left outside the fridge.  errgg...eweee...lets not even mention my experience yesterday night...argh just gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sushi tei...anyone up for it this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RmjlZ-3OpOI/AAAAAAAAABE/blWZXSbUKq8/s1600-h/IMG_8865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RmjlZ-3OpOI/AAAAAAAAABE/blWZXSbUKq8/s200/IMG_8865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073557214766998754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a great weekend people...TGIF.  And we have a mission tonight, my dear office hubby official last day.  I am sure he will miss the people and the place...well I did...too much.  No where is as good but life goes on and we gotta move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-5910124030137420339?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/5910124030137420339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=5910124030137420339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5910124030137420339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5910124030137420339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-all-is-calm-again.html' title='And all is calm again...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RmjkWu3OpMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/M2DQV7T45OU/s72-c/CIMG1683_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-5628429655361250821</id><published>2007-06-01T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T13:03:28.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clan and all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend is gonna be super busy for superbabe....no kidding. There will be 8 living organisms (including Tommy chai) in 57 Zion road by end of day.  I wonder how my two little room's gonna cope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously dad will have the liberty to sleep in my lovely bed.  The rest will be dog eat dog world on mattresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dearest whopper is in town.  There's 2 bitches in the house now.  Hahaha...this bitch flew all the way from Australia to meet the other bigger bitch...me!  And yes, gossips, mahjongs, vulgarities, criticisms, pigging out are all in the agenda for the next week or so.  Init wonderful...I am being my old self again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how friendships develop?  Issit out of common grounds or otherwise?  Oh well, as for me and my best friend...it was all cause we love to eat and bitch about others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all...can't wait for the day to end in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s am gonna be soooo broke by break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-5628429655361250821?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/5628429655361250821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=5628429655361250821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5628429655361250821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5628429655361250821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/06/clan-and-all.html' title='The Clan and all...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-532627842954784256</id><published>2007-05-29T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:39:20.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop waiting and make small changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was taken from Edalene's old article from her blog and its so interesting that I need to copy and share it with my friends here.  Lets start making resolution that is workable and changeable ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go through your cell phone address book and delete anyone of the opposite sex you haven’t spoken to in six months or more. If you couldn’t come up with a reason to call Reynaldo in the last six months, chances are you won’t come up with a reason to talk to him in the next six.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before you ask, calling him today does not count. E-mailing him “just to see how he is and wish him a Happy New Year” does not count. Having his number “just in case” also doesn’t count. Ask yourself this: If you need a flat tire changed or a bone marrow transplant, would you call Reynaldo? No? Delete him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get a pencil and paper and work out how may times you’ve called your guy in the last 60 days. Now work out how many times he has called you. If you’ve made more calls than he has, stop calling. At least for a while. Leave him alone so he can miss you. Do all kinds of wonderful, you-centric things while you wait. Consider the fact that he’s not calling because he doesn’t want to talk to you. Refer to Step No. 1 if the wait gets too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go through your closet and take out anything you haven’t worn since the last time you saw Reynaldo. You may have lost or put on a few pounds. Styles have changed, or maybe you were never that trendy. Whatever the reason, if you haven’t stepped in it in six months, toss it. (If the tags are still attached, first be ashamed of yourself. Then put it on eBay.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take off all your clothes, turn on all the lights and look at yourself in the mirror. Notice I didn’t say “look critically at yourself in the mirror.” Repeat after me: “No man will care if I don’t weigh 115 pounds. And if he does, the hell with him!” (Don’t forget that last part.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Get a glass of wine. Getting dressed is optional. There! In five easy steps, you have successfully started off the new year with someone who appreciates you for who you really are. Now call one of the guys still in your address book and see what he’s doing with his bone marrow on Friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt; By Bridgette Williams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-532627842954784256?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/532627842954784256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=532627842954784256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/532627842954784256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/532627842954784256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/stop-waiting-and-make-small-changes.html' title='Stop waiting and make small changes'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-3012242914256087681</id><published>2007-05-28T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:13:38.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a great way to end Monday with a blog.  Hmm... its been a slow day or am I just being lazy again. Yes should sleep early so they all say. Especially with my lovely poster bed ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohs planning for a KL trip for my good old friends has been interesting. Dunno why, kinda acting like a host role here. I just wanna show them the "good" side of KL. Its not that notorious people and food there is great. Its nothing compared to SG ya know...the food is actually delicious. Hmm, will we be eating KFC I wonder:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, met some really funny friends here. I really enjoy their company though we have our ups and downs of stupid discussions which just makes us evil. Ya know why??? We are always bickering about people who are not to our liking.  That's mean ya...but its soooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my quest to become a better person is not succeeding...maybe I should blame my fellow weird friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-3012242914256087681?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/3012242914256087681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=3012242914256087681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3012242914256087681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3012242914256087681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-is-over.html' title='Monday is Over'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-6799160566692048072</id><published>2007-05-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:43.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lover For Keeps...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RlMC4Cs5-YI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SIhtuIqbLhY/s1600-h/CIMG1698_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067397167543089538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RlMC4Cs5-YI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SIhtuIqbLhY/s320/CIMG1698_new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So the time has come...Tommy is my hubby for life:) Married to this "fei chai" since I took him home. Huggie-huggie, hit-hit, scream-scream, pet-pet, mop-mop,clean-clean...and before you know it, the cycle begins again. Tommy boy is his name...simply the cutest more adorable living thing you can ever get hold of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes my dearly beloved friends, he is REAL. You won't believe that they have even started a bet when this Lah Moh will give up on him and check him in to pet hotel permanently. HMPH...this is the so called friends I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's ok, your comments will not affect me and Tommy boy. We both stand strong and cuter and not to mention fatter by the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Check him out my dearest friends. For sure I will be wearing him like a LV bag when his vaccines are all done. Ofcourse I gotta show off... must make him just like the owner. A potential carnivorous traits I noticed already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-6799160566692048072?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/6799160566692048072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=6799160566692048072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6799160566692048072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6799160566692048072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-lover-for-keeps.html' title='My Lover For Keeps...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RlMC4Cs5-YI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SIhtuIqbLhY/s72-c/CIMG1698_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-9038051097050466773</id><published>2007-05-17T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:43.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Image...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever met anyone so identical to you that each and every passing behavior, pattern and style matches yours???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can almost see right through this person. However that's not the worse part, its the faults that you noticed which are essentially yours too.  Good grief, I was so evil to think that way now that its an external party saying it.  Ya know what I mean???  I should stop being in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RkvP2ys5-XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/APv_w136Kgg/s1600-h/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RkvP2ys5-XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/APv_w136Kgg/s320/IMG_0979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065370746138261874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lah Moh's resolution for the year.....tah dah....DO NOT JUDGE AND BE ACCEPTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITS NOT ALL ABOUT ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but doesn't mean I can't post my picture...after all it is MY blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/30895419-9038051097050466773?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/9038051097050466773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=9038051097050466773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/9038051097050466773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/9038051097050466773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/mirror-image.html' title='Mirror Image...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RkvP2ys5-XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/APv_w136Kgg/s72-c/IMG_0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-18276043945437367</id><published>2007-05-15T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:30:55.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought...Shop for Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must admit, there is nothing more therapeutic than going shopping and enjoying the purchase.  To the point...orgasmic!  Its not a problem to squeeze an hour of ya lunch time doing just that...obviously lunch would be foregone...but that's fine.  Oh well, you can just tar pau back ma...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess having girlfriends to shop with you is a bonus cause they will sorta encourage/discourage some impulse purchases. Depending on ya friend's buying/shopping habits too.  BUT even without...this is just as fun.  Be a lone ranger, so what...I've got my IPOD to keep me company. Can sing along too...no need to worry bout your surroundings. Its just YOU and the SHOPS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all in my new outfit real soon...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-18276043945437367?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/18276043945437367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=18276043945437367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/18276043945437367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/18276043945437367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/food-for-thoughtshop-for-soul.html' title='Food for thought...Shop for Soul'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-6337380820637687535</id><published>2007-05-11T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:32:41.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feverish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is stomach flu???  How does one get this flu?  Am I gonna die from the spin?  Truely possible, I feel as if I'm spinning at mid air.  No gravity and no visibility of touching the ground. Man, I hate this.  Virus in the stomach, how did it end up in my head? Yeah, I think this is another bimbo moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep this simple...how did mankind manage to live up to 100 years before?  And that was suppose to be the average lifespan.  Good grief, will I be so mooshy skinned and loose complexion...meaning flabby everywhere.  Oh no, should I go for botox when I reach 50?  I'm sure by that time, its gonna be so normal for one and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall, where's the magic potion for us all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need TLC !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-6337380820637687535?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/6337380820637687535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=6337380820637687535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6337380820637687535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6337380820637687535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/feverish.html' title='Feverish'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-3463388900111018252</id><published>2007-05-02T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:30:24.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invent to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is there a way to wake up on time for work so one would not have to rely on the blue vehicle?  I really can't wake up!  I need a physical human alarm clock to push me outta bed every morning.  This isn't an easy job... the person must not be as sleepy head as I am, else we'll both sleep till dawn...the next dawn that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that there is air conditioner is not helpful either. It makes the deep sleep even deeper.  Then again, its the greatest invention so am not gonna give that up.  I'd say the second greatest invention would be the remote control.  I'm sure there would be less fatty humans if they had to stand up and walk over to on tv and switch channels.  People, imagine no more surfing tv channels anymore.  Good lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohs, this shall be a tiring weekend for mua.  Its balik kampong time.  I can't wait to eat my faves.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-3463388900111018252?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/3463388900111018252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=3463388900111018252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3463388900111018252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3463388900111018252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/05/invent-to.html' title='Invent to'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-8532882147180673274</id><published>2007-04-30T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T17:00:45.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday all over again ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;The need for colleagues to be around your office area is essential.  They just gotta be there physically, EVEN if you don't speak with them or EVEN they annoy the hell out of you.  Just be there, lemme see your face!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;At least half the population in Sg has taken leave from work and its freaking boring around my place right now.  Its dead quiet here till the whole floor can probably hear me typing away and tapping on the keyboard loudly. Well, I need someone to notice me!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;But then again, Thank God Its Tuesday tomorrow, I get my off day which I rightly deserve...LABOUR DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;AND, its massage night.  Nothing can be better than done right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;You know the meaning of madness? I watched 2 movies in a row last Saturday.  It was GREAT... I swear I am NOT gonna watch Spiderman...I've watched enough of that trailer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-8532882147180673274?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8532882147180673274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8532882147180673274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8532882147180673274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8532882147180673274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-all-over-again.html' title='Monday all over again ...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-1955770914353873205</id><published>2007-04-26T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:28:35.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BRAND and much more ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was my official induction programme at work.  Believe, Mr O is already a brand by itself.  A stove salesman by profession turns copywriter and eventually the biggest advertising guru in the world.  I should feel proud to work in such a big organisation ya?  But I am more interested if his teachings and disciplines are carried through and believed by one and all.  We shall see, I shall just absorb like a little sponge thats thirsty for knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss PM-ing.  Far out...I really do.  I love getting involved in my projects on a daily basis.  I love chasing, pestering, pressuring and all the likes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a back seat is good, just lemme get used to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed my blogs recently are't always all about ME?  Hmm, I must have matured..finally. Indian, here that...I am slowly accepting, there are people out there that deserves for attention other than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-1955770914353873205?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1955770914353873205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1955770914353873205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1955770914353873205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1955770914353873205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/brand-and-much-more.html' title='The BRAND and much more ...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-3821848202069880164</id><published>2007-04-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:16:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex eat Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a dog eat dog world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have never encountered this but rather should one be revolved in this kinda killing environment just because...?  A world that is never safe to trust and believe anyone?  This is so sad but painfully true.  What is compassion and understanding or perhaps love?  Gone were those days of "you scratch my back and I scratch yours".  Its now "lets see whose paws are sharper".   Even being an audience is sinful to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How shall I deal with this?  Oh no, go for retail therapy and blind my conscience.  Hmm, sounds like a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superbabe isn't always so bitchy. Its not by choice, just circumstance:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Buddha, don't burn me in hell pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a slow week, my quest to gossip less starts tomorrow...I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-3821848202069880164?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/3821848202069880164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=3821848202069880164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3821848202069880164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3821848202069880164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/alex-eat-alex.html' title='Alex eat Alex'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-3525827211102584546</id><published>2007-04-19T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:53:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One will never be sure if you will fit in unless you have tried it.  So does that mean those who are bold enough to make the move should be applauded?  3 cheers to lah moh then!  *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HipHipHooray x3&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anycase, with much trial and tribulations...soon enough I will know if I fit the overall equation or whether the equation is right for my formula?  Hmm, I don' think I am making sense here but anyway:) I am enjoying the new change...no really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohs, I am literally experiencing the meaning of penniless this month.  I am such a goner!  But somehow or rather, cabbie rides would still be a necessity.  "Thank you for calling Blue Comfort...your call is important to us, please hold...the telephone number is..."  JohnJohn once calculated my transportation spending, amounted to almost 12K. But I think its not that anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, but I should be getting some side income.  Doing a flea market at my ex company... I am so gonna sell my bags.  Obviously those that I will allow to part from me.  Perhaps not branded ones...really...am not brand conscious...just happen to be a fashion victim! Helllos, I'm the victim here, have mercy on me or perhaps take pity on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-3525827211102584546?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/3525827211102584546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=3525827211102584546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3525827211102584546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3525827211102584546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-4_19.html' title='Day 4 ...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-2020285319399445153</id><published>2007-04-18T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:01:33.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO WENT GONE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I am finally not there anymore. Its such an odd feeling. I am deprived from free drinks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a new beginning, perhaps too new that its probably hard for me to sit back and smell the flowers. However nonetheless, its a good "move on". Its been merely 3 working days but the missing feeling seems so strong. My chair, my seat, my view, my tetrapaks, my gang, my boss. WOW... this is scary. But but, turning back i will not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still catch myself using possesive nouns like "our office, our pantry"...okie dokie, get over it LAH MOH! I guess one thing still remains, the Lah Moh girl for 1 freaking year...to be exact 20 months! Started off as good to great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha..being cynical here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my level best to keep awake today. Hmm, must be the rain and my white top. Eyes bling bling people...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta go and pretend to be absorbed at work. Am having withdrawal syndromes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-2020285319399445153?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/2020285319399445153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=2020285319399445153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2020285319399445153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/2020285319399445153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/go-went-gone.html' title='GO WENT GONE...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-509360298122871221</id><published>2007-04-10T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:21:16.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reply</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; gotta post this on behalf of my dear friend Patz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Few Pointers for Guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) clear your mind and clear your schedule. if you don't you will become&lt;br /&gt;impatient and eventually a grumpy bastard, your girlfriend will get pissed&lt;br /&gt;at you and all your hard work done till then wasted, so go with an open&lt;br /&gt;mind, and some understanding of the Tao Chi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) be friendly NEVER criticize, comment, or make suggestions about something&lt;br /&gt;you know nothing about. also if you act too informed she may get suspicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) stay seated. find a comfortable place to sit down while she is trying&lt;br /&gt;clothes on preferably one near the fitting room so you can be on call should&lt;br /&gt;she need support. by staying seated you stay comfortable and the means calm&lt;br /&gt;and less likely to blow a gasket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) avoid eye contact. where there are woman shopping there are an abundance&lt;br /&gt;of babes. avoid the tendency to assuage the tedium of shopping with eyeing&lt;br /&gt;down the choisome selection of fashion crazed hotties. your girlfriend is&lt;br /&gt;especially senstive to these glancings. to her they indicate infidelity and&lt;br /&gt;lack of respect though for the man they are merely a cry for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) be a man. as weilim mentioned, carry the bags, it is a small thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;and aside from being a good work out, her criticism of your poor fashion&lt;br /&gt;sense and general boorishness will be softened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of my rules of shopping, i wanted to post them to your blog&lt;br /&gt;but you need a gmail account, i might have to get one now hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i jotted these down so you could get a guys perspective. keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;i am just one man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a really funny cutey weilim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-509360298122871221?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/509360298122871221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=509360298122871221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/509360298122871221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/509360298122871221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/reply.html' title='The Reply'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-1767041616071368457</id><published>2007-04-10T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:20:47.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop Till U Drop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you know how women can shop and yet NOT drop? Well trust a woman, we CAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;Few pointers to note for the wannabes out there :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;1) get comfy shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;2) walk slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;3) bags that allow further stuffings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;4) being pretty is not required for the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;5) eat to rest leg&lt;br /&gt;6) if eyes get tired, stop for toilet breaks and wet ya eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Optional : get a guy to carry your stuff...but sometimes this may end up more troublesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please ladies, impossible is NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-1767041616071368457?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/1767041616071368457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=1767041616071368457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1767041616071368457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/1767041616071368457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/04/shop-till-u-drop.html' title='Shop Till U Drop...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-5663662909395133488</id><published>2007-03-29T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:43.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Time Fun Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RgttnctlxhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oJRmfxipCH4/s1600-h/weilim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RgttnctlxhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oJRmfxipCH4/s320/weilim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047248331888510482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can start fulfilling my wild fantasies.  Ohs can'ts waits... Monday it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, organizing stuff, changing positions and cleaning up would be inevitable.  Seems a big move for a small fulfilment/satisfaction.  Actually, let's not say small...it shall open up to new possibilities and enjoyment.  Keep guessing peeps, only my gang would understand my lingo.  But that's ok ya... princess hours here I come:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, the damage is for a good course. Better posture and perhaps better hmmm...it better be man!!!  Imaginations sure running wild now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohs, I have the urge to post a picture today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-5663662909395133488?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/5663662909395133488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=5663662909395133488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5663662909395133488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/5663662909395133488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/03/bed-time-fun-time.html' title='Bed Time Fun Time'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RgttnctlxhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oJRmfxipCH4/s72-c/weilim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-3401087120298655797</id><published>2007-03-28T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T11:29:13.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Killer Dentist Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure I have paid part of his big house, Porsche or even his dog shampoos.  Bloody arse, its freaking expensive and I'm truly having double aches : tooth &amp;amp; heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What needs to be mentioned here is that it ain't over yet baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only consolation is when I die, they will still remain intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I think of becoming a dentist???  Oh by the way, dental surgeons are called endodontist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question :  When you buy a gift for one, issit really because the recipient likes it or you do???  I'm PUZZLED.  Open it up Indian.  Can't believe its still sitting on his desk, almost like dun respect my pressie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-3401087120298655797?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/3401087120298655797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=3401087120298655797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3401087120298655797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/3401087120298655797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/03/killer-dentist-part-3.html' title='The Killer Dentist Part 3'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-8429008695404552279</id><published>2007-03-21T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T15:12:33.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KILL THE DESTIST PART 2</title><content type='html'>I AM SORRY, I JUST HAVE TO CAPS EVERYTHING.  I HAVE TO KILL THE DENTIST!   PLEASE JUST LET ME ...  A PROBLEM WHICH SHOULD AND MUST NOT HAPPEN TO ANYONE HAPPENED TO ME.  ARRGGGGHHHHHHH.......IF YOU ARE NOT QUALIFIED, SAY SO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... I HAVE TO WARN YOU,  YOU MAY THINK IF THE SISTER IS A GOOD DOC, PERHAPS SHE WOULD TOO. HELLO PEEPS!!!  THERE IS NO CORRELATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SETTING UP A "SAVE CHERYL TOOTH" FOUNDATION.   (TAX EXEMPTED) YOU DON'T NEED TO SIGN UP, JUST HAND OVER THE MONEY. IF YOU NEED A RECEIPT, I WILL SEND YOU AN SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS IN ADVANCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-8429008695404552279?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8429008695404552279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8429008695404552279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8429008695404552279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8429008695404552279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/03/kill-destist-part-2.html' title='KILL THE DESTIST PART 2'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-772527733037073801</id><published>2007-03-19T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:59:07.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroad again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wouldn't it be fab if the world is without crosscroads?  One will never have to decide to go left or right, just a straight road that leads you to somewhere.  So what if its not the right path, its just a journey.  One way or another, the process needs to be fulfilled.  Its part of the game... be part of it or out you go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one ever be sure your decision is the right one?  If only there was some sort of measurement to what life should and should not be and what a yes or no supposed to mean.  I know this is getting no where, moving forward is impossible, retracting seems unachievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I need to stop and smell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-772527733037073801?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/772527733037073801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=772527733037073801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/772527733037073801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/772527733037073801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/03/crossroad-again.html' title='Crossroad again...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-6473497348490492004</id><published>2007-03-14T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:44.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KFC too much...Truth Hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RfedGFAae1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kGLicXuLckA/s1600-h/kfc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RfedGFAae1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kGLicXuLckA/s320/kfc.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041671035613248338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think its about time we pay a tribute to my favorite Colonel.  How can one live through their childhood without him???  I am sorry for the unfortunate who's never tasted it before. I am truly sorry.  Two I walloped on a weak tummy...stop the running you bastard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... can I ask if honesty hurts...would you still wanna be truthful???  Wouldn't white lies be appropriate in such circumstance? I am in a dilemma...realised am not too good with this.  Sorry if my dear friend is in hot soup.  The gizz is... if you can't take the truth...better be oblivious.  I want to, I so want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi tei bestest...perfects fors everydays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-6473497348490492004?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/6473497348490492004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=6473497348490492004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6473497348490492004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/6473497348490492004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/03/kfc-too-muchtruth-hurts.html' title='KFC too much...Truth Hurts...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/RfedGFAae1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kGLicXuLckA/s72-c/kfc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-8604734235487647121</id><published>2007-03-08T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:59:44.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greener Pastures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Re-1XpMGxeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OWwt_MOYZFI/s1600-h/IMG_8710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Re-1XpMGxeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OWwt_MOYZFI/s320/IMG_8710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039445925849122274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How will one know a move is always greener?  You can't be dead sure until your ... hmm dead?  But what's the price to pay?  My friends, my fun, my laughter and my quirkiness here. I so will miss this place.  Though its been tough and somewhat stressful, but I shall miss all this.  Can you beat that?  I shall miss my dear boss.  Hmm, a tribute to my boss... i shall post a picture here with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, i looked so decent there...hmm, so very not the lamour! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad yet its a happy move.  I am confused. &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/30895419-8604734235487647121?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/8604734235487647121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=8604734235487647121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8604734235487647121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/8604734235487647121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/03/greener-pastures.html' title='Greener Pastures'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hijo29s_t0o/Re-1XpMGxeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OWwt_MOYZFI/s72-c/IMG_8710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30895419.post-117066877304878146</id><published>2007-02-05T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T17:46:13.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School...</title><content type='html'>The cycle begins again after my one week off from deadlines, deliverables and difficult clients.  SIGH.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore seems the same after a week...SMALL.  People seem the same after a year...just OLDER.  And office definitely seems the same even after a decade...TORTURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new in life...nothing really.  But only consolation is there's weekends and there's shopping!  Oh, can I add massage too??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai is nothing but cold and dusty. HK is nothing but people.  I love both.  You got a problem with that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-117066877304878146?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/117066877304878146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=117066877304878146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/117066877304878146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/117066877304878146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-116946193698337513</id><published>2007-01-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T19:10:33.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so JEALOUS...&amp;...GUILTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5952/3321/1600/59348/f7db1a2c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5952/3321/320/333702/f7db1a2c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEALOUS?  NO WAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Indian neighbor ex hubby thinks I am being mean, because I'm jealous.  You don't know me well enough DAR-G-LING. Jealousy can only come if I envy the person, in one or way or the other. Hence can't happen cause this is hatred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like this...its fate.  Liking comes with fate too. If you don't, so sorry, next please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY...err...YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I take some blame for it.  I should never let my emotions stray just because the person ain't as perfect as me:)  Eh can't help but praise me self. Actually, I ain't too bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Kudos for me...for being myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-116946193698337513?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/116946193698337513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=116946193698337513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116946193698337513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116946193698337513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-jealousguilty.html' title='I&apos;m so JEALOUS...&amp;...GUILTY'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-116912086459582069</id><published>2007-01-18T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:47:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Duper Busy Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why can't we have a day in office just doing nothing???  Why can't we just hang around playing XBox, eventhough I dun or perhaps take 3 hours off and doze off??? That would be soooo kewl ya  know. But NO, most of the time is spent facing the PC or if not attending endless and meaningless meetings.  And then not able to go home even when the air-condition shuts (which signals the end of office official working hours)!  Darn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss going out in the evenings. Leaving before sunsets.  How's life out there these days?  I only remember my room and my office desk day in day out. Oh this is so not happening!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok, but I still have my shopping moments.  I'll still squeeze time out for that...no doubt bout it honee!  Wait a minute, that's alright...my only enjoyment and pleasure.  I'm a deprived child!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I demand an increment.  I don't overspend...I'm just underpaid!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Duper Crazy Woman:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/30895419-116912086459582069?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/116912086459582069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=116912086459582069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116912086459582069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116912086459582069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/01/super-duper-busy-mode.html' title='Super Duper Busy Mode'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-116904798206523042</id><published>2007-01-17T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:37:01.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the DEAD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5952/3321/1600/186735/IMG_2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5952/3321/320/293445/IMG_2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness gracious me, Blogger finally allowed me in again. Nong nong story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy new year and happy birthday to weilim. Whatever you do, just don't ask bout my age. I'm just getting more youthful and happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest updates, still slogging at work, still shopping like mad and still eating like crap. Oh but ofcourse, I still love taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see exhibit A :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, the end of 2006 was a fruitful year. Soooo much work and soooo much laughter with colleagues. I must admit, my work mates keep me going. Thank you to all my lunch and dinner kakis. Let's go union this week...I missed out last Friday cause of L'Amour. Oh my god, the beginning of 2007 had to start with L'Amour launch. Its total madness and crazy but I guess its a good learning process. Just check out lamourcollection.nokia-asia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably made more enemies than anything. Jorhan and Derek probably hates me and guess what...I forgive you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has happened...??? I don't know...oh yes, I am exhausting all my leaves even before I reach CNY. I am soooo screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed you all,&lt;br /&gt;Wei_Lim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-116904798206523042?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/116904798206523042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=116904798206523042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116904798206523042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116904798206523042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-from-dead.html' title='Back from the DEAD!!!'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-116122951391432525</id><published>2006-10-19T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:45:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love vegetables...bacon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry to my avid fans out there, I haven't been updating my blog for AGES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been up to?  I don't know. Have I been busy? I don't know.  What do you know?  I don't know.  Do you need to know?  I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the haze that's getting to me...I can't see, I can't breathe and I can't think.  But however, I can still eat and I can still buy new bras.  Dunno what's gotten into me...I'm hooked with lingeries.  I have bought so many lately that I don't need to repeat my delicates for atleast 3 months!  Kewl huh...!  But I won't disclose anymore, just in case you become curious.  But floral lace is the flavour of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am now a proud L'Amour owner.  For now, its mine till mum takes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a clear day ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;WeiLim&lt;br /&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/30895419-116122951391432525?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/116122951391432525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=116122951391432525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116122951391432525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/116122951391432525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-vegetablesbacon.html' title='I love vegetables...bacon!'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115889937101834999</id><published>2006-09-22T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T19:28:56.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gurm's Grill Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/CIMG0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/CIMG0949.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Exhibit A displays the talent us PMs have on creativity too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the announcement prank we di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;d for my dear office neighbour / hubby / victim Gurmit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ald and I have been prancing all month trying to find the best way to surprise him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Something we are very proud of. Way to go GNeo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ople swung by all morning to see how his entire desk was aluminium foiled...two rolls actually:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also a non-existing secret about him. Everyone just dropped by patted on his shoulder and said "we know your secret"! That probably drove him nuts for abit:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B below was the tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/paper.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/paper.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ser prank that took place two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cream smashing ceremony was totally hilarious. Total Murphy's Law for our dear friend. His suspicious grew larger when the aircond went off and nothing was happening still but our plan was just too well executed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our heroine Serene, for the bravery of smashing it right on his bare face especially when time was not friendly to our already melting smelly cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the embarassment is not over yet buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate for us, this is a series of unforeseen events for our dear birthday boy. He'll now stick with the company for the next two years just to get back at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme 5 Gerald and Happy Bday Old Fart!!!&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/30895419-115889937101834999?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115889937101834999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115889937101834999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115889937101834999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115889937101834999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/09/gurms-grill-day.html' title='Gurm&apos;s Grill Day'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115803339534982736</id><published>2006-09-12T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:21:15.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumsy Means Nagging!</title><content type='html'>Madam Pat's nagging has escalated to a brand new level! TOPS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagging --- a sign of irritation, in which can come in various forms like noise, pollution, annoyance, mind boggling, disturbance, cruelty, shock, aghast, sarcasm, rudeness, blasphemous,  discontentment, irrational, loud...just anything but silence! That's a summary of my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not get into the reason behind all this. Hmm, nothing really...irrelevant so to speak...nothing major frankly...ok I'm a spend thrift! I spend alot and maybe too much. But hey, well think again, who do I inherit this from...hello!!! I'm not brand conscious, just merely looking after my outlook. Yes I need that massage, I need that bag, I need that stilettos, I need that Zara top and yes I need that spare pacifier crystal for keep safe. My only issue is I need all that in a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, don't laugh your head out. I'm just being myself.  I demand to be treated with an equal amount of benevolence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, still have got phone to change :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115803339534982736?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115803339534982736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115803339534982736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115803339534982736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115803339534982736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/09/mumsy-means-nagging.html' title='Mumsy Means Nagging!'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115752863462424535</id><published>2006-09-06T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:52:16.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH MEANS WHAT???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/LV%20Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/LV%20Logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with women and bags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure "enough" never existed in our vocabulary. Just go look into your wardrobe, well at least I'll look into mine...really I have enough bags to form a nice rainbow. Totes, slings, knapsacks, pochettes, pouches...good god, I do have ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But women don't see it that way. Its not the same colour, different size, the material, the occasion, the style, elegance, even the mood...ok we come up with the most foolish excuse I admit. But that's women, you gotta accept our quirkiness else you better off be gay. We will continue to revive the financial economy with our compulsive buying and our impulsive behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115752863462424535?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115752863462424535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115752863462424535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115752863462424535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115752863462424535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/09/enough-means-what.html' title='ENOUGH MEANS WHAT???'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115751066926650953</id><published>2006-09-06T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:53:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Irwin was not eaten by the croc???</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true...he didnt die from that. I don't mean to be rude but the cause of his death is simply just too lame for the crocodile man. One would imagine the most heroic death for him is to be eaten up alive by a croc or a python. Just most definitely not a stingray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His infamous Aussie liner"look at this beauty" stuck in my head for abit.  Oh and also his rabbit teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, a state funeral was given to him.  Wow...go Aussie go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad...really... but life goes on brudder! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115751066926650953?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115751066926650953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115751066926650953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115751066926650953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115751066926650953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/09/steve-irwin-was-not-eaten-by-croc.html' title='Steve Irwin was not eaten by the croc???'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115744217938784190</id><published>2006-09-05T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T15:49:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Hanky Man</title><content type='html'>Never realised some men at this generation still have hanky in their pocket. And I'm talking not uncle old man! Utterly amazed yet finding this so sexy. God knows why? Maybe thrills me to know that they are properly groomed after all. Well are they really???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, point is... I just love to see the squary hankerchief (usually blue or grey) folded nicely and ironed! But I wonder how often are they exposed to the world or are they just there in the pocket to keep their thigh warm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, hankies are a turn on but not a straw brown comb sticking out at your back coin pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Cheers to all men with hankies:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115744217938784190?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115744217938784190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115744217938784190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115744217938784190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115744217938784190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/09/mr-hanky-man.html' title='Mr Hanky Man'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115682439814008071</id><published>2006-08-29T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:57:08.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subjectless Posting Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/smiley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is gonna be a no subject posting day. Being clueless of what to write. Then again, I'm clueless every other day...in a nice way...atleast I looked decent at work. REALLY!!! Although, imagination of me flashing my trench coat is a possible scenario as I am LITERALLY wearing that! Its a dress alrightey with dual purpose. Hmm, did it come out wrong again? But what the heck. See, told ya I'm a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have my intelligent moments too...like...errr...hmmm...lemme think...oooppss...gather not huh? Oh yeah, like I launched two global projects in two weeks. Like I didn't forget to encrypt my zip folders. Like I sent separate logins and password. AND most importantly, I remember to lock my house door and took the keys out from the gate. Hello, not an easy task you know??? That has to account for something right? Yeah, I know that still doesnt erase my bimbo status. Oh well, that's OK..I'll live with that. Atleast my eyebrows are neatly done today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I post a picture...ofcourse I should considering bimbo is about yours truly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115682439814008071?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115682439814008071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115682439814008071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115682439814008071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115682439814008071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/08/subjectless-posting-day_29.html' title='Subjectless Posting Day'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115614956102664013</id><published>2006-08-21T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:41:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Sperring!!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, did it ever occur to you that older generations are good at spelling??? Really, do not ever engage in sms-es with them unless its truly necessary. They just pick on every single word you blurt out! But hello, at this colloquial age...it's probably cool to spell it wrongly. However to most of the elder folks...I would say 39 and above...just can't take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't mean to be rude in anyway, but relak err! Having silly moments and stupid errors can be somewhat fun. Atleast one way or the other, people are laughing, clouds are moving and perhaps you'll see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'dai mate:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115614956102664013?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115614956102664013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115614956102664013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115614956102664013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115614956102664013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-sperring.html' title='Bad Sperring!!!'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115555852596678192</id><published>2006-08-14T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:41:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold war ceasefire...</title><content type='html'>Hellos, we are talking again. Its been one freaking week...I kinda hated the silence and yet enjoy the snubbing at each other. But in the end i gave in...and...he feels damn happy that I started talking first. However that's not ENTIRELY true...cause it was only over on MSN. Come on, you can't really count that right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... its kinda fun that we are talking now. To be exact, we couldn't stop talking, laughing and teasing one another. Cause if you knew how our friends at work tried to talk to us individually to get us in talking terms again...just hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like lovers first time fighting...well I won't define as a relationship...but its fun to talk again and especially after that 1 week of abstinence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok here goes... yes it's this Indian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/IMG_8865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/IMG_8865.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115555852596678192?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115555852596678192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115555852596678192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115555852596678192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115555852596678192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/08/cold-war-ceasefire.html' title='Cold war ceasefire...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115397651229151529</id><published>2006-07-27T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T13:01:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex &amp; the Coffee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/coffee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard that coffee is associated with sex? To me it did, some sitcom shows perhaps. Anyway, what does it really mean? Loving coffee means loving sex? Who wouldn't love it??? Its the greatest invention, creation of all times. Seriously, Allah, Buddha, Jesus, Kwan Yin (noticed I have them in alphabetical order?) thank you so much! I really don't need to elaborate further. *x-rated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another great invention, more like a side kick for me is Karaoke. There must a reason why Japanese are short...they use too much time to think of all these. Ok yeah I know am going off tangent. Anyway... we shall all have a singing week at work. Majulah Singapura...eewwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I digressed, so if coffee is associated with sex.  Why do you need other drinks?  What will be the backbencher drinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one:)&lt;br /&gt;Ooo...sounds wrong ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiLim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115397651229151529?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115397651229151529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115397651229151529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115397651229151529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115397651229151529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/sex-coffee.html' title='Sex &amp; the Coffee...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115380045257001963</id><published>2006-07-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:07:32.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh la la...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/IMG_8719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/IMG_8719.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Tuesday and I'm still in the Monday blues. What happens when things are just as the way it is? Each day is the same old cycle. Its not too bad if you think bout it...atleast no one's gonna spring any surprises but monotonity (is there such a word?) is a big killer for me. Perhaps being too long in one place is not helpful..or perhaps I need a holiday. Hah, lets not let Eric reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least there's picture posting day. Aren't you lucky...everything is about ME...but ofcourse. Sabrina and me in Chee Chong's wedding. She is a kewl girl, we always only meet in the ladies...serious! Then we both will stare at the wide mirrow and fiddle with our hair. VAINness!!! SO????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/IMG_8155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/IMG_8155.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nonetheless, lemme put my other work friend's pix. This is our office sex kitten Serene.  She is the Ms. Orange.  Really...everything must be orange.  We were just discussing how did the Sex Kitten name came about last week.  Its all about eating a cone ice cream...go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh Byeesss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115380045257001963?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115380045257001963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115380045257001963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115380045257001963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115380045257001963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/ooh-la-la.html' title='ooh la la...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115338055516350343</id><published>2006-07-20T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:29:15.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slack Day</title><content type='html'>While the world continues to revolve, running around like a mad hound at work, I am at my lousiest moment.  Just can't seem to function all day today.  Not that work is piling (it is btw!), not because the day is gloomy and not because I am not loved.  It just ain't my day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep repeating one single song.  Ridiculous it may sound but its kinda fun doing that.  Just being lazy and slack is actually a good job to do.  If only there are such jobs available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now world cup is over...what is there to talk about ???  I should get back to swimming, I eat too much and laugh too loud.  Aiks, any correlation??? Think not, but so what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised, there's no goodbye for Malay.  Selamat pergi???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115338055516350343?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115338055516350343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115338055516350343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115338055516350343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115338055516350343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/slack-day.html' title='Slack Day'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115329982647641739</id><published>2006-07-19T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T14:00:24.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be Or not To Be???</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm not only naive but also gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand the meaning di tanggung H&amp;L&amp;amp;L. You eat holy moly creatures since you sing alham dulilah to them. But after the meal you do something thats against its religious principles like uh hums... so what's the point??? Have you not only defeated the purpose of following the rules. What rules??? There is no apparent answer to anything...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I blabbing over nothing? Yeah probably, but what I'm trying to say is no point following the holy slaughtered food ruling when everything else is naughty naughty at heart, physical, mental and mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115329982647641739?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115329982647641739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115329982647641739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115329982647641739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115329982647641739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be Or not To Be???'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115284606713941984</id><published>2006-07-14T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T11:01:07.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nong Nong Article...</title><content type='html'>Don't you think that each posting will just be added on a single page will be so messy after like 20 postings? I wonder if there's a better way to organise or is this the norm. One can just read and read and read. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/IMG_8851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/IMG_8851.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, its Friday...thank god! Time not only flies but at rocket speed. No wonder I feel older by the day. Oh I forgot to mention my age hey..oh needless to say. I'm so cute, I don't look my age anyway so no point telling you in which you won't believe anyway...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what picture can I post today?  Yes, thats my AM, Jorida. I'll be covering for her this two days as she's gone for her exam leave.  She is one kewl babe.  No more projects for me Jo, I'm totally swamped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I forgive you cause its already Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115284606713941984?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115284606713941984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115284606713941984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115284606713941984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115284606713941984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/nong-nong-article.html' title='Nong Nong Article...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115270650196481110</id><published>2006-07-12T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:15:01.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I realise I can't be perfect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/IMG_8882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/IMG_8882.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness this was the most popular statement throughout my department last week. But it was an experience and a big learning for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gurmit says I cant say much bout work...so I shouldn't!  So what am I suppose to say??? Nonetheless, I almost quit because I was not perfect at work.  LONG STORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I still enjoy working here so I shall stop complaining for a bit....period! The fat man behind is my boss and my best friend at work is Serene and Gurm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115270650196481110?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115270650196481110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115270650196481110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115270650196481110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115270650196481110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-realise-i-cant-be-perfect.html' title='I realise I can&apos;t be perfect...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115269876537675432</id><published>2006-07-12T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:17:24.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeiLim in Singapore...WHY???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/IMG_8763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/IMG_8763.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I in Singapore???  A new friend asked me this question. Was it because of independence?  Yes it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the youngest isn't always bed of roses. Yeah I love me parents, but my mum can sometimes literally strangle me with her over powering statements. So I think I am closer with my family when I'm away from home. But I do miss me mommy though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I would return to KL when I have had enough of being alone. But looks like it won't happen in the near future. But then again, Singapore isn't really my cuppa tea. I still don't like the food here...its just eerrr...lets not get into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be patient with my blog. I haven't written that much. I'll try to write legibly.  Keyword = TRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115269876537675432?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115269876537675432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115269876537675432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115269876537675432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115269876537675432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/weilim-in-singaporewhy.html' title='WeiLim in Singapore...WHY???'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115259589543214435</id><published>2006-07-11T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:17:56.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Bucks Please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/f5a2ba44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/f5a2ba44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm late for work today, but then again, I'm ALWAYS late. So there's really nothing to shout about. Work is piling up and its all cause I've been procrastinating. So I can't blame nobody but me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to upload one blog article each day and with that, I will also share a piece of my photo here. That wouldn't be tough for me cause I have plenty of pictures, choosing which one to put is probably the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I have to say living in Singapore is tiring. Work is hectic, food sux and I feel chlostrophic (yeah i know its spelt wrongly) all the time. And I am STILL living here...darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, enough of blabbering for the day. Gotta get back to work now. I have documents to finish, timeline to track, people to manage and hopefully laughter to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeesssss.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115259589543214435?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115259589543214435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115259589543214435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115259589543214435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115259589543214435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/2-bucks-please.html' title='2 Bucks Please...'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</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-30895419.post-115251327081266404</id><published>2006-07-10T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:18:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheryl the NewBie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/1600/f5a30de6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5952/3321/320/f5a30de6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Me of all people is blogging??? And most amazing part is that I own a blog spot. NOW that's something to shout about. Never am I a web gig but anyway, am proud of my first small step for giant leap into the blogger-world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was Gurmit who introduced me to this.  Let's see how long I can sustain my interest in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then its good way to vent my thoughts out ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30895419-115251327081266404?l=weilim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/feeds/115251327081266404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30895419&amp;postID=115251327081266404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115251327081266404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30895419/posts/default/115251327081266404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weilim.blogspot.com/2006/07/cheryl-newbie.html' title='Cheryl the NewBie'/><author><name>weilim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07328913762037047675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
