<?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-32783128</id><updated>2011-12-14T11:56:49.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::LaLa WonDErLand::.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-258431680162909372</id><published>2007-12-30T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T03:11:52.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week was one hectic week.. real busy with work and celebrations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work as usual and is damn busy becoz the following day was x'mas day.. singaporean employers very kiasu one.. they sure want to settle their FWs work permit problems before holidays.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas!! haha.. it was more like hari raya because of the family get together that was not planned at all at my aunt's house and there was lots of food!! yummy.. was so tired when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick.... damn sick.. has fever and pretty bad flu.. just slept the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work and listen to my manager's lecture because too many ppl took MC yesterday.. Haha!! go to hell with her.. reali hated her.. then my first customer for the day was a horrible chinese ER.. reali tested my patience.. rahman is now in the same camp with dear.. hehe.. dear is his sergent too.. what a small world man!! after work, went to take my basic theory and i failed.. haha... wat to do.. didnt study ma... after that i had to rushed to mummy's house for my cousin's birthday celebrations.. damn tired by the time i reached home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work as usual and met EN darling after work.... i love the dinner at Fish &amp;amp; Co.. We had seafood platter and it was delicious but then it was was too much for the both of us to finish... even though it was for a few hours, i reali enjoyed with en and glad to hear that now she's attached!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAZ finally got married.. the food at her wedding was superb.. especially the prawns.. dear was very sweet to me today.. he was so acting so like a good husband to the wife... taking food for me, peeling my prawns, assuring me that i would have a wonderful wedding soon too... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;As for NAz, she was so beautiful wearing her wedding gown and dear mentioned that her hubby looked like one of my fren.. haha!! best wished to NAZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be sleeping, eating, watching tv and missing my dear... hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-258431680162909372?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/258431680162909372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=258431680162909372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/258431680162909372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/258431680162909372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-week-was-one-hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-3850079151050726165</id><published>2007-12-22T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:24:09.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wonderful Month of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i have some time to blog.. hehe.. well, been quite busy these few months. Many things to do and fulfill to win many hearts! hehe.. i recently went to enjoy myself @ Phuket for 3 days 2 nights with Mummy's office colleagues... Finally a wish in my wishlist is fulfilled!! Mummy who is also my aunt always brings me to holidays and she will make sure i dont come out a single cent and that includes, food, accomodation and air fare.. Aiyo damn paisei la but what to do, kalau da rezeki grab je la... hehehehe... it was a reali nice place there.. i was at Patong beach for lunch for two days and there was muslim food!! i was so happy to find muslim food in Phuket.. We watch a cabaret show that was superb.. the props and costumes of the show was spectacular.. it's a show one shouldnt miss in Phuket.. but too bad they are all male.. they look soo pretty that i mistaken them as ladies.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping there was good but its much better in Bangkok. I must go there back one day with my frens maybe for 4 days 3 nights.. anyone interested tell me k! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month also our dearest fren from ITE, Nazeema is finally getting married.. That was her dream and ambition since ITE days.. Im happy for her coz her dreams are coming true! She has met the man of her dreams and is getting married at the end of this month.. reali cant wait to see her as a bride.. sure like hindi star! i am so gonna love this wedding as it is a get together for the rest of us as well.. we also bought her a present.. Shh!! cannot tell her.... hehe.... I just love weddings!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-3850079151050726165?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/3850079151050726165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=3850079151050726165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/3850079151050726165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/3850079151050726165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/12/wonderful-month-of-year-finally-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-2852310620971316434</id><published>2007-12-14T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:14:48.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.ezinfocenter.com/9973024/CB"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="https://www.sfimg.com/Images/Banners/banner297.jpg" 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/32783128-2852310620971316434?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/2852310620971316434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=2852310620971316434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2852310620971316434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2852310620971316434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-6844986147451296075</id><published>2007-09-04T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:24:45.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ratatouille!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday was a long day for me.. Went to TTSH for appoinment on my drug allergies and thenproceed to meet Aiz and Zaidi for dinner and the movie Ratatouille.. Aiz's mom got free tickets and it was sweet of Aiz to ask me and Is along... Thanks Aiz! It was a splendid movie.. It is meant for the whole family to watch.. Here is a little summary of the movie..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Ratatouille" is about a lovable rat - Remy - who constantly risks his life in an expensive French restaurant because of his love for good food, as well as a burning desire to become a gourmet chef. Obviously, this is rather far-fetched for a rat but opportunity knocks when a young boy, who desperately needs to keep his job at the restaurant despite not being able to cook to save his life, makes Remy a partner. The two of them learn to avoid the insane head chef, bring the rest of Remy's family up to his culinary standards, win the boy a girlfriend, and of course, produce the finest ratatouille in all of France! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Its a must watch movie!! Go watch it folks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3VeuP-563Q" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-6844986147451296075?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/6844986147451296075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=6844986147451296075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/6844986147451296075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/6844986147451296075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatouille-yesterday-was-long-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-8735346917941464321</id><published>2007-09-02T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:21:45.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don know why these few days has been the most darkest period of my life for this year... After my OP, i become a little paranoid abt lots of things including my relationship.. I don know why but i feel that dear is not truthful to me nowadays.. maybe he's found someone else in his life.. maybe im no longer special to him.. im already feeling down that i cant eat and drink properly and even on Saturdays now i no longer spend time with him... Its been two saturdays already that he' s busy with stuffs.. I don noe whether i should believe him or not.. Because my sixth sense is telling me that he no longer loves me as much as before.. Haiz.. im trying not to be paranoid but there's always a saying that he's tired..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im also worried for my bestie.. She loves to club now and the most i can help her is just advise her.. Its not that i don allow her to club, but she's addicted to it now and its all becoz of the jerk that came into her life.. He hurt my bestie and made her become what she has become today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I reali hope she will change back to my old ain.. Sometimes i reali wonder why there are guys in this world.. Guys only know who to play with girls heart.. Today they say hi to you and tmrw they say bye.. Sometimes i myself don know if my bf is the one for me.. I hope that ive not made the wrong choice because i reali don want to regret it one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This poem is dedicated to all my frens and my bestie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Friend of Mine...&lt;br /&gt;I've never ever met anyone quite like you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're genuine and warm, and your heart is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People can count on you for that warm embrace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you help them through the challenges that they are forced to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're happy for your friends and the path that they choose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll be there forever, because you, they will never lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To your family you're a jewel that shines in the night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there's something wrong, you can make it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your a person of strength and courage and love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend I'll always cherish and definitely love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-8735346917941464321?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/8735346917941464321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=8735346917941464321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8735346917941464321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8735346917941464321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/09/paranoid-i-don-know-why-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-9154968287588826448</id><published>2007-08-30T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:54:13.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the fourth day after my tonsilitis operation.. It still hurts and i cant even talk or eat properly.. I feel so depressed as im unable to communicate that well and eat well.. Well, frens who have known me for some time know that eating and talking are my hobbies.. These few days reali tested my perseverance and my self confidence.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel that now my sense of confidence is at a low level and if i don meet my bf, bestie and collegues at work i will go crazy.. yes crazy!! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad.. reali sad.. i used to be a cheerful and happy go lucky person before my OP, but now im just so down.. HELP!! HELP!! I want to be recovered soon so i can go back to my happy life again. I have 19 days of hospitalisation leave.. My goodness!! i don think im going to wait that long to go back to work... Maybe once ive recovered, i'll be back as soon as i can so i can be happy once again! Woo Hoo!! At this moment, i reali miss my dear, my bestie, angie and Nadiah! I need my self confidence back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-9154968287588826448?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/9154968287588826448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=9154968287588826448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/9154968287588826448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/9154968287588826448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-fourth-day-after-my-tonsilitis.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-1557127532800661225</id><published>2007-08-19T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:20:50.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My bro called me on Sunday evening to inform that daddy (uncle) has passed away. My heart sank and i feel reali sad but was not able to let out my sadness.. Finally his sufferings has stopped and mummy no longer has to bear all the burden on her shoulders. It must have been hard on her all these months.. Tmrw i have to go for the funeral and will be on leave. My mum seems to be lost in thoughts thinking abt my daddy (uncle) that has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, i cant explain my feelings.. I feel scared, terrified and im not able to go to sleep.. I have this problem of insomnia whenever i go for funerals.. I hate this feeling.. its a feeling that i have difficulty overcoming.. i tried to pray hard to Allah to let me sleep in peace but i was still unable to.. i reali cant wait for morning so i can go to work and forget all that happened today.. Funerals were never a nice thing for me.. I reali pity my mother coz she has to stay awake to calm me down so im able to fall asleep but its still not working.. God, pls take all the unhappy moments i had today from my heart and tenangkan la fikiran hambamu ini.. And looking at my uncle that passed away so young at the age of 53 i realise that life is indeed short and evryone ought to find peace and the right path of life that is blessed by Allah.. I reali feel insaf and intend to get myself closer to Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So short is life, so full of meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So short is life, expressing ones feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Life is short even but a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lest one can live, love, laugh and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lest one can hear one's point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And ask for judgement in what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To help one another when things go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To steady those that are not strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The world must be full of wondrous things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;More beautiful than gold money and rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The meanings of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Are out of sight, life is short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;In ones own endeavor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To put the things he wants together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To do all the things he wants to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;In this wondrous world God's given you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-1557127532800661225?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/1557127532800661225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=1557127532800661225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/1557127532800661225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/1557127532800661225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/08/6.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-3707974618663085114</id><published>2007-08-11T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T02:52:38.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today wasnt a very very good day for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;9.50am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already at the Tan Tock Seng Hospital for my medical checkup for my tonsilitis. I was informed by my doctor that they will proceed with the removal surgery for my tonsils on the 29th of this month. Was reali shocked that it would be so soon... the doctor also mentioned that during my sleep study, i was stopped breathing for a few seconds at times.. that sounded reali scary to me so thats why now they would have to transfer me to a high dependancy ward after my half and hour surgery.. I will be put under general anesthetic and they would have to observe me after the OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;11.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my lunch at the small cafe and had nasi lemak... the auntie wanted to clear my table so fast that she threw away my japenese pancake that i bought from BEAN... i was soo angry when i found out only later and felt sore abt it... hehe.. fav ma! then i still had to go for counselling for my OP, select the room type and had my blood test, BP test and X-Ray and stuffs.. so leceh lei the procedures before an OP can take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear came and joined me and mama for my checkup. He was looking so smart and handsome today.. hehe.. den halfway, Mummy(my aunt) called me to inform me that Daddy(my uncle) was admitted.. i was shocked to hear that he was vomittting blood.. so we went to the A&amp;E to see him.. We waited till 4pm and still he's still not admitted yet to the ward. so me and dear decides to go for shopping a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Bugis Village and dear bought a black jeans from levis(intro by me hehehe..) and a brown polo t.. I like all the things he bought today but i don know why im like feeling very troubled even when im out with dear.. i was thinking abt daddy's condition the whole outing.. i was so in my own world that a man stepped on my feet so hardly that i shouted 'OUCH!'. I was soo angry with that man.. felt like giving a kick at his ...... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;6.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed back to Tan Tock Seng to see daddy.. Dear was soo sweet to me today.. he stayed with all my family, bought dinner for me, mama and even my cousin.. reali so sweet.. my uncles seemed to like him.. im reali proud to have a loving and caring boyfren but i do feel awkward at times becoz he looked so fit while im like a big and huge gal.. like not so matching with him..:(&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's conditioned was so bad that i can feel like he's gonna leave us soon.. he was having breathing difficulty just now and the doctor mentioned to prepare for the worst and only miracles can happen now.. i feel so hurt and shattered to hear and see the way he was suffering just now all that because he's like the only father that is soo attached to me since i was a little baby.. it reali hard to let him go, but it pains to see him suffering too.. haiz... i could just pray to god to lessen his suffering and let him live a little longer. i reali hope evrything that happens would be the best from ALLAH because he is the one that decides. ALLAH is the great one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;11.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so tired and shagged already and mama suggested we go back and rest because she needed to go to work tmrw.. my feet was so tired and painful to walk.. reali aching.. reali cant wait to meet dear tmrw.. missing him so much.. and i found this game for gals who likes to dress up.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.y8.com/games/Girl_Dress_up"&gt;Girl Dress-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; HEIGHT: 135px" height="135" src="http://media.y8.com/gfx/thumb_425.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to play this game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-3707974618663085114?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/3707974618663085114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=3707974618663085114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/3707974618663085114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/3707974618663085114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-wasnt-very-very-good-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-2275709104958361690</id><published>2007-07-29T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T02:59:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;RAINY DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was a damn rainy day... it has been raining from morning till the afternoon.. i got headache due to rain and had to take two panadols.. wat a day to start everyone's saturday.. work was fun with angie &amp; nadiah.. Now they are my pillars of strength left @ work because Siti and Jiaru have left the COY. reali very sad that one by one my collegues are resigning due to their personal reasons.. As for Siti, i reali hope she will be back once she is settled and for jiaru, wish her all the best for her studies in NTU...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After work, i met dear at JE mrt and we has lunch... I find that dear is a little weird today and he's been asking weird questions... i realised that he still has not trust me that he should have.. still doubting me..feels a little sad coz he does not trust me.. ive been with him for 3 years and yet he does not trust me.. haiz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But after the outing with him, i choose to sit down and talk it out with him.. its reali good for couples to talk it out nicely so that misunderstanding could be avoided.. nearly wanted to call the relationship off, but he manage to soften my heart and i didn have the heart to call it off because i love him a lot.. too much in fact.. he's been my saviour, my fren, my opponent, my competitor, my bro, my father and most importantly my soul mate... but i reali hope and pray that things would go smoothly for me and him till death do us part.. i reali cant wait to be MRS ISKANDAR and have a kids' factory soon.. hehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-2275709104958361690?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/2275709104958361690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=2275709104958361690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2275709104958361690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2275709104958361690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/07/rainy-day-today-was-damn-rainy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-9124956658972810584</id><published>2007-07-26T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:27:16.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DEAR's BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;22 JULY 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Sun was dear's birthday but we celebrated one day earlier so we could count down to 12 midnight to his birthday together. It was a simple but enjoyable one because ive not gotten my pay so i was a little broke la. hehe.. But shall bring him to a more elaborated one when ive gotten my pay.. We had dinner at Popeye's Restaurant @ Changi Airport and we cut his cake at the viewing mall. After that we went to ECP for only 20 mins due to the rain and proceeded to Orchard Road to have desserts... I reali hoped that dear enjoyed the birthday celebration that was simple. :) Here are some pics we took on that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="552" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P7210001.jpg" width="535" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUR DINNER AND HIS SECOND BIRTHDAY PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 239px" height="560" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P7210003.jpg" width="632" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 381px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="555" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P7210004.jpg" width="603" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make a wish and blow the candles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 368px; HEIGHT: 357px" height="711" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P7210019.jpg" width="439" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEAR CANT WAIT TO EAT THE CAKE!! (hehe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="546" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P7210017.jpg" width="618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FEELING HAPPY &amp; FULL after eating the super delicious chocolate cake!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-9124956658972810584?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/9124956658972810584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=9124956658972810584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/9124956658972810584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/9124956658972810584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/07/dears-birthday-22-july-2007-last-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-4776880740242648251</id><published>2007-07-15T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:20:33.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tmrw its going to be another week of work.. haiz.. i just feel so sad now every sun when i suddenly tot tmrw its going to be monday... its reali boring to be at work on mon.. especially when the calls from the customers is extra a lot! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing my dear very2 much this few days.. its going to be his birthday this coming Sun.. have bought him one G-shock watch and there is another surprise for him.. and im still thinking where to bring him this sat for his birthday celebrations..hmm...can give me some ideas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px; HEIGHT: 213px" height="185" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/G9000MC-3_lrg1.png" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His g-shock watch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(very the army daze look!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while ive not changed a new hp... angie darling has changed and bought a phone that was on my mind... since she have bought it, its time i think of another one because i don want ppl to think im copycat...hehe.. so fickle minded la me! haha.. still deciding with my bestie which hp i should buy coz we have decided to get same phones! haha... can ppl out there help to decide for me?? Pls...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="290" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/uk_sgh-f300_ph_design_large21.gif" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; F300&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="330" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/uk_sgh-u600_ph_design_large71.gif" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-4776880740242648251?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/4776880740242648251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=4776880740242648251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/4776880740242648251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/4776880740242648251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmrw-its-going-to-be-another-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-8306557712429665733</id><published>2007-06-27T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:05:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BIG BULLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im reali getting sick of the job im working because the seniors there just noe how to instruct you to do this and do that.. i don like to be told to do stuffs. The seniors there just make me pissed off. Some are reali very2 nice.. they would go all out to help you but some just pull off a long and attitude face when we asked them questions.. Reali irritating ar.. Then i realise there is rasicm going on in this particular office. There is this group of ppl who are reali ********. They only know how to shout at ppl when they are not even the team leaders or assistant team leaders. There is this senior im reali getting sick off when she shouts at me take calls when i was asking a question from my fren.. She's just too much. Who the hell she thinks she is???? TL? AL? sorry man... she is just a senior. Nothing great abt her.. One of frens is very nice and pleasing. She even smelt good all day long.. While that bitch stinks a lot.. I had to buy air fresherner because of her BO. From my own conclusion is that, nice and pleasing ppl can smell damn sweet the whole day while a person with bad heart, will smell badly too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOD IS REALI GREAT! He reali knows who deserve to be treasured and those who dont deserve at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always believe ppl who does something bad or has an intention of hurting someone, will get their retribution one day... Here are some quotes and a poem for evryone to think for a moment. Hope you think first before making a move that may hurting others. Because there will always be &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;RETRIBUTION&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quote 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If things are good, say good things, if things are bad, say twice as many good things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quote 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"To be ourselves causes us to be exiled by many others, and yet to comply with what others want causes us to be exiled from ourselves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Though the mills of God grind slowly,&lt;br /&gt;yet they grind exceeding small;&lt;br /&gt;Though with patience He stands waiting,&lt;br /&gt;with exactness grinds He all.&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/32783128-8306557712429665733?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/8306557712429665733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=8306557712429665733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8306557712429665733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8306557712429665733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-bullies-im-reali-getting-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-8892401279962201690</id><published>2007-06-03T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:58:45.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had so-so days at work. Heard from a good fren of mine that maybe she's gonna leave soon. Reali shocking news to me coz she's reali a good fren and sister. Reali gonna miss her. Miss eating breakfast with her, taking morning bus, goin for lunch and even go home together.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. this is life.. friendships has separations too when the time comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Personal life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been goin out with dear these few days until my mum felt lonely. i reali feel bad. Sometimes i feel reali torn in between my mum, friends and dear. Haiz.. Reali have to balance spending time with them.. Sometimes, in these situations i will be in a dilemma.. Dear loves meeting me while my mum wants my company at home coz she's reali lonely. As for meeting my frens, i also got trouble to comply with them sometimes.. It is reali difficult to win everyone's heart. Sometimes, when i defended my fren, can also be a problem for me. It just hurts la coz i was just upholding justice for a fren but i got into trouble instead myself. Sometimes i reali feel exhausted with all these..How i wish time would stop for a moment for me to catch my own breath. Ive been breathing for all of them and not even a day for myself. It pained me even further that knowing how much i love them, they would still hurt me at times. Maybe this is wat u call life where there are ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Life is like a box of chocolates"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="319" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/candytop21.jpg" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I reali think that quote is true. Life is bitter and sweet just like how a box of chocolates would taste. There are times you think that life is wonderful and it is just so positive to live on. But sometimes, it is reali bitter to move on and makes u wanna give up ur life. The poem below will explain the quote further.... Enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mama always said to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that life is surely like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A box of the sweetest chocolates, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not knowing what's inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For you never know what you'll get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;until you take a bite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And taste the centre offering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the sweetest kind of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Such simple philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that one could never deem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To look beyond the very world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;of he who dares to dream! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For we take it all for granted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thinking it will always be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There for our own taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;until Eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But just as the simplicity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;spoken in those words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We never know what life will bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in our box of "desserts". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We could be gone tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with the blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So let's not take for granted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;this gift we have called life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So open up your heart today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and see what's deep inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Peel the outer layers back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and have a taste of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just like a box of chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we won't know what we get, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But rest assured if we take care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we will have no regrets! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-8892401279962201690?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/8892401279962201690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=8892401279962201690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8892401279962201690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8892401279962201690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-work-ive-had-so-so-days-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-4101845651632121354</id><published>2007-05-25T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:52:10.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today work was fine as i already started talking and giving info to customers all by myself..&lt;br /&gt;But still need to ask my seniors for queries i wasn sure of. hehe.. wat to do.. still new ma.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Handled some difficult customers but i told myself that i must be able to tackle them. And in the end i didn reali have much trouble today with the customers.. Phew! i would consider it good la.. hehe... Reali thank allah for the wonderful day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, i don noe y i find myself getting irritated with simple things.. i was irritated with Dear and scolded him.. den after that i felt guilty.. he was sick and i still get mad at him on simple2 things.. haiz.. reali feel regret after that.  And i don noe y sometimes i will have this wild imagination wat if i were to lose DEAR or mama or my bestie one day, i would feel terrible.. Then while having this wild imagination my tears will just roll down and i will feel pain in my heart.. Like kena stabbed... I think i feel that way coz they are reali very dear to me..  ANd i just love them soo much.. Without them, i would be nothing.. simply nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im reali glad that even i don have a father in my life, at least i have dear and mama.. They are like the the two hands i have.  If i were to lose one of them, it means i will be handicapped forever..  And i always believe as long as your loved ones is still beside u, don ever forget to tell them how much you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; them everyday......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A special world for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A special bond one cannot see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It wraps us up in its cocoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And holds us fiercely in its womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its fingers spread like fine spun gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gently nestling us to the fold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like silken thread it holds us fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bonds like this are meant to last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And though at times a thread may break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A new one forms in its wake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To bind us closer and keep us strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In a special world, where we belong. &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/32783128-4101845651632121354?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/4101845651632121354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=4101845651632121354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/4101845651632121354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/4101845651632121354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-today-work-was-fine-as-i-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-6373050858907703935</id><published>2007-05-21T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:58:10.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday Blues....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, the morning started not so good.. Monday blues... wat to do... my buddy was a little impatient with me maybe becoz i was a slow learner but after lunch, she was much nicer to me..&lt;br /&gt;But in all, i enjoyed at work today.. Got employers complain that their maid has run away la, need more than 2 maids in the household becoz they got a big house la, and even a worker in a particular factory complained many times that a security guard was working like a robot for the past few days non-stop... Aiyo! every day also got complain.. reali very stressful la but sometimes these type of cases will just brighten your day la.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw gonna double jack wit my darlin angie.. haha.. we sure laugh there like crazy la when we don noe wat to do... hehe... but i reali hope to at least pick up 20 calls tmrw.. just hope the customers will not be those diff ones la! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with dear just now and we jln2 the whole IMM.. i reali fell in love wit IMM coz it has many things that  are cheap to be bought.. and i realise that in the jln2 session with dear, he actually has the intention of buying for me something that ive indicated in my wish list! yahoo!! but not now la.. maybe for my 3 year anniversary that is coming this june.. hehe... and he's damn crazy in love with the store DAISO la coz the things there are cheap, nice and many wide range of things to choose from.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it was a splendid experience i had today at work, with my friends and colleagues and my DEAR! love ya dear!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-6373050858907703935?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/6373050858907703935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=6373050858907703935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/6373050858907703935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/6373050858907703935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-1152060141526882382</id><published>2007-05-20T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:30:27.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is such a boring day.. Nothing to do.. Dear wen out wit shafwan already.. My mum has gone to take a nap and ive no one to talk to.. I reali dont like wen im lonely.. Makes me sad and tears will just roll down my eyes unknowingly. Talked with En a while ago but im still bored.. At this moment i reali feel very2 lonely.. i hate to have this feeling.. Maybe this is wat they call PMS.. feeling sensitive.. Its reali painful to keep all my feelings by myself.. i cant imagine how im goin to let each day pass wit all these pains and questions in my heart.. maybe this is wat u call life.. Happy in the outside and painful in the inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali feel like goin out later but ive not gotten my pay yet, so still broke.. so ive got to stay at home, watch all the boring movies and sleep if i wan.. tmrw, is another new week.. ive got to get up early and go to work..haiz.. wat to do.. no work, no money.. reali hate to see my day today wasted at home doing nothing. i reali hope tmrw is a gd day for me.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-1152060141526882382?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/1152060141526882382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=1152060141526882382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/1152060141526882382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/1152060141526882382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-such-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-2998154385180920530</id><published>2007-05-18T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:08:36.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Its finally weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been waiting for this eversince on Mon.. Haha! Reali tiring to go to work every morning.. Ive done double jacking for two days already and today i learnt how to use the system on the com.. Must reali have good listening skills and must analyse the description of the caller very fast.. On top of that, must also think the solution, the procedures, the subject of the enquiry.. aiyo many things la to remember.. But the experience today was reali meaningful.. It tests patience, speed, typing skills and memory level.. There's all kinds of customers la that enq on MOM's hotline.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here's some pics of us at MOM have training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="558" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/PICT0010.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me, Liana &amp; Jiaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 292px" height="408" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/PICT0015.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jiaru, Angie, Liza(team leader), Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 347px" height="491" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/PICT0017.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jiaru, Angie, Nizam, Me and Liza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, as i and angie were feeling reali famished, we had our dinner at JEC... Its been a looong time ive not been there.. the place has been renovated.. reali miss those times i would drop by there to go to the library or science centre after remedials or supplementaries in pri sch days.. i would have lunch or dinner there.. reali brings back all the pri sch memories.. still nerdy la that time.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw im goin to have a movie marathon at my house with dear and my mom.. We goin to watch Spiderman 3, and Mr bean holiday.. too lazy to go out.. coz everyday go out to work already tiring.. so sometimes weekends its fun to spend time at home.. i hope dear wont ask me go out last minute la.. i reali plan to relax and enjoy the fun at home.. And i realise dear now very loving.. always wan me to tink abt him and write abt him.. honestly, i care and love him a lot but its just that ive been too busy to msg him at times or call him.. But wen i finish work, i'll make sure i allocate some time for him.. coz i do miss him a lot la.. meet him only twice a week.. wat to do... we got work commitments... thats life in singapore man.. just work, work and work.. everyday also rushing to work.. that y i love the weekends!!&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/32783128-2998154385180920530?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/2998154385180920530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=2998154385180920530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2998154385180920530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2998154385180920530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-finally-weekend_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-6428377670620024922</id><published>2007-05-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:01:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a reali tiring day for me.. Slept late yesterday coz i was chatting wit angie till 12 plus.. so in training today i almost dozed off.. Had to take a cup of coffee to make myself awake. Angie was reali angry with the bitch... She actually backstabbed angie at the MOM call centre.. I reali hated that bitch since the first day of work. She's like controlling us. I reali hate ppl who control us.. Like wanna show us she's the leader..We actually finished wit all the topics wit Janice today.. Reali sad to say bye to her just now.. I think we all gonna miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw is the day to confront that bitch if she talks much.. Angie is goin to make her regret if she talks a lot tmrw.. Everyone surrounding her is hating her so much. I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy the drama and fun..hehehe... coz i reali don like her so i wont be bothered by her la.. anyway, i just submit my gst offset package thru online and i will receive $200!!! yahoo!! MONEY MONEY MONEY! hehe.. can go shopping more in July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these few days i realise i cant communicate effectively with my dearest ones.. maybe im going thru pms and i reali feel that im very sensitive at the moment.. Y do i have to feel like this??? i don wanna feel hurt by little remarks but i just cant help it.. i cant control myself from feeling hurt.. honestly, all i need now is attention.. i do get attention at work wit my collegues but im not getting from my loved ones.. haiz.. maybe this is normal la... i reali hope to happy2 with them again.. tmrw we are goin to Work Permit collection centre at Tanjong Pagar. now im gonna sleep.. gd nite evryone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of me and my colleagues @ MOM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 441px" height="668" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/14052007257.jpg" width="537" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me and Crazy angie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="527" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/14052007262.jpg" width="389" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jiaru, Angie &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-6428377670620024922?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/6428377670620024922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=6428377670620024922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/6428377670620024922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/6428377670620024922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was-reali-tiring-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-2778911874921931115</id><published>2007-05-13T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:30:06.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLOWERY DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice day i would conclude mine today.. Started off bad but by the time it was the end of the day it was full of beautiful and unforgettable memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet dear 3 but he turned up at 3.30... Until i met my mother at Northpoint where she walked past me after work.. i was fuming wit anger and grumpy.. ya la wat can u expect.. i was damn angry wen i hate to wait for him.. half and hour u noe!! but wen he arrived he came to give me a wonderful surprise.. he gave me a nicely wrapped flower! my gosh! my anger melted to joy in split second! i couldn describe how happy and shocked i was at the moment.. perhaps it was one unforgettable moment.. becoz its not usual for dear to give me flowers.. so it was a splendid surprise for me.. i was grinning from ear to ear.. happiness was written all over my face and it reali enlighten me.. even my mum was smiling.. hehe.. (see guys, flowers or surprises can make a lady's day to be wonderful!) hehe...  Sometimes i reali ponder, if he's the prince that ive been waiting for to enter my palace one day..  he's just so sweet and it makes me love him even more as each day passed even after being with him all these years.. i realise love is a wonderful thing to ever happen to anyone.. and i always believe must keep the sparks on going no matter how long the relationship is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="578" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/12052007256.jpg" width="504" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The Apology Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we had lunch at far east Sakura and we had a spread. Yummy! i reali love the tom yam soup and hot plate beancurd.. It was super delicious.. Dear was rushing thru his food.. i guess he's damn hungry and i like to see the way he rushes his food.. makes him look reali cute.. like a cute, hungry baby! haha! after that we shopped for his clothes and we headed to toys'r'us to buy for my mother and my future mother-in-law flowers.. reali cute.. didn cost that much but i hope they both reali like it.. Well, all i can say is that ive had a super duper day!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 263px" height="352" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/12052007254.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;US @ Heeren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-2778911874921931115?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/2778911874921931115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=2778911874921931115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2778911874921931115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/2778911874921931115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/flowery-day-nice-day-i-would-conclude.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-7424980637381136630</id><published>2007-05-12T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:30:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don noe why i feel updating my blog. Maybe i feel happy these few days. I hope it lasts forever. Enjoyed my new working place and colleagues... They are all so sweet.. I hope the new job is the one ive been always wanting. My ideal one i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hp is reali getting on my nerves.. i think i need to repair it then sell it off... i intend to buy a new hp wen i get my pay at the end of the month but still cant decide which model to buy.. I meeting dear tmrw so i hope to survey some places.. Sun is mother's day.. Im broke so i don noe wat to present to my mum.. im thinking of baking a cake for her.. coffee flavour or chocolate ar?? Anyone help me pls...... then perhaps tmrw i'll buy one flower for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training at my new workplace reali makes me wanna sleep... the topic so dry but no choice.. ive got to get thru it in order to fulfill my job in future.. i have two happening team leaders! yeah! hehe.. then work will be more exciting and fulfilling... oh ya.. the pic below is my bestie at work!!!!! Check her out guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 339px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="316" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/angieandmepic2.jpg" width="600" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-7424980637381136630?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/7424980637381136630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=7424980637381136630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/7424980637381136630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/7424980637381136630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/05/don-noe-why-i-feel-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-8866073198510563630</id><published>2007-03-13T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:05:49.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its my second day at work today.. My boss is still sick but what i heard from my receptionist is that she'll be comin to give me some work but she maybe will go off if she doesnt feel better. hmm.. feels reali bored sitting at my desk doin nothing but just surfing the net. i hope i will get to learn new things wen she come and i will understand well with her instructions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my dear he's in camp sleeping i guess.. all his mates has gone to Safti while he's the only one doesnt need to go becoz of his leg injury i guess.. But i don noe y i miss him so much.. perhaps becoz im new to the environment at work so i tend to miss him.. For now i only pray that everything goes well for me. I reali wan to be able to lighten my mother's burden she's been carrying for the past 22 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-8866073198510563630?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/8866073198510563630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=8866073198510563630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8866073198510563630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/8866073198510563630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-my-second-day-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-7373599882918336235</id><published>2007-03-12T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T10:43:48.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah so long already my blog not updated.. been busy helping aunt at her food stall and stress out lookin for a full time job.. i think every graduant ( i don noe if this is the reali spelling or not) has to go thru hardships in finding a job nowadays before they get their 'dream' job. Im in the office rite now in marina bay.. my boss is still not here yet..i guess she's on medical leave or coming in late..feel so lost in the office becoz its my first day at work..i got my own desk! yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wen i arrived i see a lot of paperwork on my desk already.. must be my boss who put it on my desk..but she's not here so there's nothing that i noe how to do.. i installed msn and here i am blogging at work..hehe.. i reali feel nervous on my first day of work. the nite before i cant even sleep due to anxiety..hehe.. now im reali sleepy in front of the monitor. ive made a new fren and her name is sandra..she's 18 years old only..so young..she's been here for only a month..feedback from her is that the work here is tough and must be prepared for overtime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few days time is my bestie's birthday.. she turning 22..so happy for her.  reali hopes she gets her prince  planning to bring her go for a birthday dinner..im still broke.. so many activties that i wan to with her has to wait till next month.. (i hope u don mind darlin en)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-7373599882918336235?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/7373599882918336235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=7373599882918336235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/7373599882918336235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/7373599882918336235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/03/wah-so-long-already-my-blog-not-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-117031418566572116</id><published>2007-02-01T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:16:25.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today is a very shockful day for me.. i was woken up 2 phone calls at one time. One is from my tampines auntie and another one is from my woodlands auntie.. I was given the news that my cousin bro is in hospital due to severe migrain.. aiyo that bro of mine ar, reali cannot stand a little pain..like to go hospital so much..reali a big headache for his mother.. i think his mother is already driven to a corner..Her husband is critically ill, while the son is hospitalised for a migrain.. She must be struggling to go to work to earn money for the family, take care of the sick husband and take care of 3 nuisance kids.. Now i noe, that to be a wife and mother of the family takes a lot of courage and responsibility. That y i always feel that mothers are the GREATEST people in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, ive to wait for my great mama to conme back after work and plan who to visit..Either my aunt-in-law in KK hospital who just had an operation or my bro who is in TTSH. It takes a lot of money and effort actually to go and visit someone in the hospital..Coz for the past 2 weeks we have been visiting the hospital..And now, im still thinking where and wat i wanna do for my future. Honestly i don noe if being a nurse is something i should be but i wanna give it a try.. But if i don get into the nursing course then i will proceed with another plan.. I reali hope to get back on track to plan for my future and i need god's help for that.. Ya allah, tunjukkanla aku hamba mu ini ke jalan yg lurus yg akan menolong dan mempertingkatkan kehidupan aku dan mak aku.. aku ingin utk meringankan beban mak aku yg dipikul selama membesarkan aku..amin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-117031418566572116?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/117031418566572116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=117031418566572116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/117031418566572116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/117031418566572116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-today-is-very-shockful-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116934745547368999</id><published>2007-01-21T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T10:45:38.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a really day full of ups and downs..Recently i was only staying at home so didn exercise much and keep eating..So i gained some weight..Wen i go out with him, he was bising2 abt my gained weight. I feel so hurt coz i realised that his love is just not based on love but based on physical too..Guys will always be guys.. No matter how much they say they love you, they will still wan u to look gorgeous and pretty so they got 'face' like that.. Then they will say that its for your own good. I noe he's concerned abt me but then i just cant accept it..feel so hurt abt his remarks.. Luckily, after some time he managed to pujuk me and bring me to watch a malay movie.. Acted by saiful apek, yusry kru, fasha sandha, aznil nawawi and ac mizal..Its like a superhero cum comic kind of movie.. And the movie is called CICAKMAN! (Lizardman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sypnosis of the movie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Set in the make-believe city of Metrofulus, "Cicakman" is about the last person on earth anyone would expect to turn into a superhero. But funnyman Saiful Apek, does, quite by accident and becomes quite a shock to his friend, who also tries his best to adjust to his superpowers. Starring many of Malaysia's most popular stars including Aznil Nawawi, this is one big budget blockbuster that features 40% CGI, great stunts, great sets and 3D animation. Oh, and when he's not climbing walls, Saiful @ Cicakman reverts to his alter ego, the unassuming Hairi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 401px" height="600" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/Cicak-Man-Wallpaper-HI1.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But after the movie, i realised wat he's been telling me is true.. i should try to lose some weight so i can look more prettier and lead a healthly lifestyle! Yeah!! hehe... So from now on i have a mission not to look thin, but try to lose some mass on my body.. thanks to u dearie..u've woken me up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116934745547368999?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116934745547368999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116934745547368999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116934745547368999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116934745547368999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterday-was-really-day-full-of-ups.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116910750239607637</id><published>2007-01-18T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:20:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here i am again...hehe.. Recently i went for a job interview..Hope i get the job. Well last's week date with dear was reali so sweet and surprising.. Dear brought me to have dinner at Pizza hut and gave me something very precious.. Something which i was craving for months. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bunny.. We ate till we were too full and had to takeaway the balance.. I don noe where we are dating this week.. I always look forward to weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="511" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/13012007015.jpg" width="619" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.:::Pizza Hut Tampines:::. (see the amt of food, how to finish)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I look Sleepy above coz i didn sleep for one whole nite to help my auntie with her catering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here is a quiz whether "Is He Your Mr Right??" for u girls out there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i took it wen im bored at home..Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 333px" name="flashplayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.funquizcards.com/quiz/quizzes/is-he-your-mr-right.swf" width="484" height="333" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" swliveconnect="true" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;thats for now..got to make dinner for my mum..Missing my dearie so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116910750239607637?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116910750239607637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116910750239607637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116910750239607637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116910750239607637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116766178160558847</id><published>2007-01-01T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:48:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wah finally its 2007..so fast ar one year is gone.. 2006 has been a year full of ups and downs.. Just like a proverb in english, life is like a box of chocolates.. some is sweet while some is bitter. i i went to countdown with dear at marina square cum esplanade..we had dinner at old macdonalds house Long John Silver..Oh my i didn noe that the girl that served my dear is so 'kerek' until i experienced it myself..wen my dear asked for mayonise which he actually forgotten that long john only serves tartar sauce, she replied rudely by saying, "we have no mayonise...we only have tartar sauce and by the way mayonise can only be found at MacDonalds." She's so rude... Dear should have told her off and teach her how to serve customers.. but he didn.. so wen i wanted to take cover for my coke and a plastic bag, i approached her and spoke simple eng, "can i have the cap and plastic?" she replied rudely and say that its cover and carrier.. My gosh! she thinks i cannot speak proper eng is it..she is one of the most horrible servers ive ever met..so action with her eng and dare to correct customer's words.. terrible.. after dinner we walked all the way to marina square.. Oh my! it was drizzling for a while so we lepakz inside marina square where all the shops were closed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 363px" height="596" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P1010011.jpg" width="634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Us at Marina Square "wasting time for 12 midnite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while the rain stopped and we proceeded to the roadside facing the esplanade to wait for the fireworks when the time strikes 12..wee...the fire works were so pretty, colourful and i noe each and every firework display has a meaning to it.. i prayed and wished that year 2007 will be a more enriching and fun year for me and my dear..hope our relationship lasts too..to everyone out there, Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="572" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/P1010029.jpg" width="573" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;..::the wonderful, colourful and vibrant fire works display::..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116766178160558847?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116766178160558847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116766178160558847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116766178160558847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116766178160558847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-wah-finally-its-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116654324258992149</id><published>2006-12-19T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T23:47:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah..around one month already ive not updated my blog. Im still sitting at home everyday bored. Have not gotten a job till now. Reali tiring man to find a job nowadays. 3 weeks already same routine. Wake up, find jobs, watch tv, eat, bathe, sleep.. so boring lei my life.. no fun and enjoyment. feels reali sad lookin at my mum sharing the cost alone to pay all the bills. it reali pains to see her come back from work lookin so tired and exhausted. i reali wished now that i would get a job as soon as possible so i can lighten her burden and get out from the boring life that im in now. if dear is not in camp, at least there's is another person to help me find jobs. haiz.. i reali miss you dear..in 15 mins time is our 2 years and 6 months anniversary!! yeah.. its been some time im with you dear.. if not for u dear, i would not have been strong to face the challenges that im facing rite now.. i feel so blessed to have u by my side all the time.. reali miss and love you so much. now i believe, wen ppl say u can have many friends but u can only have one person in ur heart and that person is u dear. wen u r back this fri, we'll plan somewhere to celebrate our anniversary k dear..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116654324258992149?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116654324258992149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116654324258992149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116654324258992149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116654324258992149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/12/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116462303810166614</id><published>2006-11-27T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:33:06.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time again i didn update my blog.. now i have time to update..just quitted my job at hyatt..reali sucks that job..i can see that my Assistant Manager gary is racist..he doesnt disturb my partner to do stuffs..wen it comes to me, he will ask me to do this and that..it sure feels good not going back to that place anymore..enough of my unhappiness..for the past two days my two dearest frens got engaged..they looked so lovely..so happy for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="514" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/25112006316.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Liza's engagement 25/11/06&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/?action=view&amp;current=26112006323.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="576" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/26112006323.jpg" width="565" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lin, Me and Zaimah @ Nazeema's engagement&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="585" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/26112006325.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Naz &amp;amp; her Fiancee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;See them getting engagement, i feel like getting engaged too..but then it still too early for me.. hehe.. anyway dear is now posted to Nee Soon Camp..he goin to be a paramedic specialist.. but dear said first day already so bored..got lots of things to study..poor guy..haha..miss him so much..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116462303810166614?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116462303810166614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116462303810166614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116462303810166614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116462303810166614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-long-time-again-i-didn-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116326787434219842</id><published>2006-11-12T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:09:05.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this moment now i feel reali lonely coz my dear is at tekong for his field camp and he cannot contact me till tuesday..aiyo..and my dear fren is busy with her other frens..i don blame her coz she needs to have her own social circle too coz its been too long already she has no one special in her life so i understand she needs to get to noe others. and now i feel sad too that i no longer have my another close fren with me..it feels terrible now that i feel that i wanna cry my whole heart out..its been a long time i didn feel this lonely.. haiz..well, everyone have to go thru it i guess and the only difference is when it will happened... i reali regret wat has happened and wished i could turn back time.. its reali been a tiring week that i didn even had the energy to go to work today.. these are some pics i like during a recent jalan raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 362px" height="695" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/PB050034.jpg" width="484" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="574" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/Image041.jpg" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and en with the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="560" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/PB050036.jpg" width="631" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The whole gang @ Dear's house&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now i have to wait for dear to come back on Tuesday night..it been reali bored without him..reali missed him soo much..and i reali cant wait for him to come back coz i wanna spend time with him puas2 on sat.. and on sun he has to follow me go jemputan kahwin kawan hyatt lama kat bedok..damn far..but i think im goin to enjoy with dear..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116326787434219842?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116326787434219842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116326787434219842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116326787434219842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116326787434219842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/11/at-this-moment-now-i-feel-reali-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-116288552939409737</id><published>2006-11-07T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:45:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time i didn blog.. Been too busy with work until im completely lost with wat is happening to the outside world..every day stuck with my desk in my work place. today i woke up and got a fever. my eyes and face is swollen and i think its due to wat happened yesterday nite. yesterday was one hectic and long day for me. i reali pity en coz she's in between my problems..but i reali appreciate and cherished her for wat she's done for me.. if i don have your support and encouragement en, i would have been a weakling by now.  ive made a big mistake to my darlin and i noe if though he forgives me, i will never be able to forgive myself. i noe it will take sometime for him to trust me again. time will just heal everythin. ive made another big mistake to my closest fren. and the result is ive lost him as my fren. i reali feel so devastated now. but i will now juz think of making my dear happy once again..now everythin else is not impt. its juz him (my dear), en my mum and my family.. i reali feel useless and reali wan to give up my life but i noe thats not the end to my problems..en always tell me that i cannot run away from my problems. as for my dear, i reali wan him to noe that i reali love him so much and i noe despite wat happened i hope he gives me time to prove my love for him once again. i noe dear u wan me to be ur future wife one day and i will be ok..love and miss u lots dear... take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-116288552939409737?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/116288552939409737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=116288552939409737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116288552939409737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/116288552939409737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-long-time-i-didn-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115916155391615713</id><published>2006-09-25T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:00:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wah ive not blogged for 2 days already..On Sat i went to work for half day..so tiring.. dear had to wait for me for at least another half and hour before i finish my work completely..just too many things to do la..then there is this AM of mine who i guess didn quite liked me working in the office.. but the rest of my AMs and my Manager were delighted with me..that particular AM is just biased coz from the way he reacts he only likes pretty gals. that is so prejudice..hate this type of ppl who only view the outside but not the inside..(&lt;strong&gt;heart and character&lt;/strong&gt;, "i noe wat u all must be thinking ha..hehehe") but its okla la.. my dear mentioned to be that i shouldn get upset or discouraged just becoz of one person..so i have to move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 419px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="554" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/23092006257.jpg" width="624" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My work desk..the boring desk i see everyday..haiz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well after that i went out for dinner with dear..he so sweet. waited for me for at least an hour(including my changing and make-up time) hehehe.. we had dinner at far east(usual place) and went to Suria Raya Carnival @ Bugis..my gosh! i was shocked wen i reached there..it doesn have many stalls, mostly consists of food stalls..so boring.. after 10 mins, me and dear decide to buy supper and went to boat quay.. so romantic! had our supper and took some pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="566" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/23092006261.jpg" width="693" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nice rite at nite scenery at boat quay..the one with the red laterns is the boat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="589" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/23092006265.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME AND DEAR..so happy !!(see my dear getting darker) hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that we headed home..no choice..so late already... den the whole of yesterday i sat at home..first day of ramadhan so a little weak la..hehe..today i didn go skool..after sahur in the morning, i had a big headache and fever..so cant get up for skool..aiyo miss my lessons again..okla, goin to work soon..haiz.. reali had this feeling of not wanting to go work..but no choice la..ive decided after hari raya im goin to find another job.. cannot take it already la!&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/32783128-115916155391615713?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115916155391615713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115916155391615713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115916155391615713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115916155391615713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/wah-ive-not-blogged-for-2-days-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115894765620732077</id><published>2006-09-23T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T01:54:17.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my BS test results.. i passed!! cun cun on the passing mark..haha.. wen we got back our papers, i still couldnt believe my eyes i passed.. my closest fren in class was a little upset she didn.. i reali sympathise wit her coz i noe the feeling of failure which ive experienced many times in my life.. but wat i don understand after that she started to show her bad attitude to me and make me feel bad.. but the thing is in the first place i never wanted her to fail..aiyo..i don noe la.. the way she talk to me after that was very harsh manner it seems she's not happy wit me.. but i hope she feel better tmrw.. if i did hurt her in any way, i hope she tells me and not keep to herself.. as for work today, its much relax and  i feel less stressed.. gd la if evryday like this. hehe&lt;br /&gt;after work headed home to call dear asap but he didn pick up..hmm..sleep already lor! reali like sleeping beast!! hehe.. tmrw got half day work and meeting dearie! yahoo! finally meet him after a week..missing him so much.. and i cant wait to go to the bazaar raya with en! (en, we must shop for raya puas2 k!) now, time to sleep...zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115894765620732077?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115894765620732077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115894765620732077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115894765620732077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115894765620732077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/got-my-bs-test-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115875795535556040</id><published>2006-09-20T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:13:58.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its been 11 days i didn update my blog..been extra bz until i can hardly breathe. im working and skooling at the same time.. everyday since the past one week my routine has been like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9am- went for class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4pm- class ended and headed for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5pm- started work without dinner (starving)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11pm-go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aiyo i cannot take it man! i broked down yesterday with dear on the phone coz i feel so pressurised and stressed.. i felt happy today coz i had to cancel work today because my business statistics test is tmrw and i still don understand some it.. haiz...wat to do.. and today is my 2 years 3months anniversary with dear! but too bad he is in camp..he's now posted to Pasir Laba Camp. (somewhere near boon lay) reali looked forward to weekends coz i can celebrate my anniversary wit him and rest! yes! rest! sun is my off day..so must rest well enough... hehe. Now gonna have to go and study... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115875795535556040?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115875795535556040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115875795535556040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115875795535556040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115875795535556040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-anniversary-its-been-11-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115789354275803931</id><published>2006-09-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T01:07:07.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/?action=view&amp;current=Bunny.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bunny2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 438px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="426" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/Bunny2.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hungrily waiting for my food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;watched a movie with dear yesterday called Little men..reali hilarious and full of laughter. enjoyed the movie and dinner at dahlia restaurant at Far East. I had my usual nasi goreng ayam sambal and coke.. Yummy! headed to Paragon Toys'r'us and bought alwi's belated birthday present..hope he likes it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today i went to en's nephew's wedding..its so near my block that i didn see the need to bring my handbag. wore my light green kebaya, put some light make-up and went off. i kenal most of her family and ate with en and her sis enab.. spend some time with en and chot (en's cousin from KL) and went home with them. even though sekejap je but it was still fun to have en's company.. yeah!! chot invited me to her wedding in pahang! wah...so far..never been there before so very excited la..hehe..tmrw as usual skool..so boring..cant wait to finish skool soon.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115789354275803931?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115789354275803931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115789354275803931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115789354275803931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115789354275803931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/hungrily-waiting-for-my-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115773750509809415</id><published>2006-09-09T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T02:08:57.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:Yellow;"&gt;Arguement!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late so didn attend skool becoz of panadol and woods peppermint..had fever last nite after work. i guess too tired. But still not serik..today i go work again. $ ma! I stepped into the office and adeline, shamir and christina say i long live. Cos Chris and Adeline was telling shamir im taking over office work for 3 months. Then that norty shamir say he will bully me..Cis bedebah! he dare &amp; i will kill him.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the japanese charity dinner again that i did for the past 3 years. damn boring but tiring. i argued with a mynmmar gal.Hated her to the core men! she bosses me around wen im more senior than her so i shouted at her back. But too bad la, when she complained to the captains and ass. manager they didn believe her and wasn on her side. hahaha!!! serve her right! she only know how to order ppl.. soo many of my other collegues also disliked her even those from mynmmar..i miss my dear so much sey. dulu wen he's working with me, i've no problem coz he's always there for me.. Now he's in NS so cant work wit me already. how i wish he would always be by my side. I fall in love with him also there. so i kind of miss him wen he's not at work with me .. reali miss old times with him at hyatt.. hehe..yeah!!! tmrw meet him....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115773750509809415?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115773750509809415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115773750509809415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115773750509809415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115773750509809415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/arguement-woke-up-late-so-didn-attend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115729073968298615</id><published>2006-09-03T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:02:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was splendid! i went to a wedding lunch wit en..It was her NIE fren Zu's brother wedding. Zu is pretty and sweet. She make me feel welcome even though it was my first time meeting her. She ask en to ajak me along..Sweet ar..hehe. En was eating vegetarian food only today..aiyo this best fren of mine ar so particular abt wat she eat..that y like papan!!!(jgn marah ha, gurau je)hehehe..  We took pictures wit Zu and her best fren, aisyah too.. she's also very2 nice.. Pity these gals man..they are so sweet and nice yet at this moment still no guy to catch them..Stupid sey some guys.. they would prefer to go for minahs than nice, sweet ladies like Zu and Aishah(Zu's best fren). I like the couple's baju! very bright red..so lovely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/03092006246.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAck- Aisyah,En,Me,Zu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front- The groom (Zu's bro)&amp; the bride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after at the wedding for 2 hours, we set off to Tampines Mall and had coke and french fries.. Aiyo, gemuk lagi la like this. aru habis eat nasi minyak..we browse thru shoes, accessories and handbags at Isetan tampines. Finally we went separated ways and i went to meet my bunny! so fun today..reali have not enjoyed like this for the past one month. hope such a day comes again soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/hey.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~MY BUNNY~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115729073968298615?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115729073968298615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115729073968298615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115729073968298615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115729073968298615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-splendid-i-went-to-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115720943151912515</id><published>2006-09-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:03:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a boring day! haiz..i sat at home the whole day and watch hindustani movies only..Yesterday was one busy and long day..i went to en's house after skool.. she was soo sweet to blanja me lunch and &lt;strong&gt;BIG GULP&lt;/strong&gt;.. i love her mum and ALWI!!! so cute and adorable u noe..he like to sing and dance..very2 hyperactive.. her mum pulak so like to make me feel at home.. can chat wit me and talk all the stuff in the world! best u noe! den at around 3.30pm i went off to take my pay..en is reali my&lt;strong&gt; bestest fren and buddy &lt;/strong&gt;i ever have..she will be there for me wen i needed a fren..and not forgetting my dear bunny too la. he's my &lt;strong&gt;pillar of strength &lt;/strong&gt;and where i find true love.. hehehe.. they are the ppl who always gave me &lt;strong&gt;strength,love and encouragement &lt;/strong&gt;in life. tmrw goin to jemputan wit en den later in the evenin meet my bunny!! yeah!!! goin to be an enjoyable day for me tmrw.. reali cant wait for tmrw..love them lots!!muaackkss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt;- Me, En and Alwi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115720943151912515?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115720943151912515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115720943151912515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115720943151912515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115720943151912515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-boring-day-haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115676811615673668</id><published>2006-08-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:28:36.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of skool of my last term. The lecturer was damn fast and finished the 1st chapter of Business Statistics already..My GOsh! soo fast.. he's a masters graduate from NUS..must be clever la.. hmm..how i wish i was like him. But never did i expect BS to be like math... It has graphs, equation..Aiyo! suddenly reminded me of O levels..Then in the evenin i went to hyatt to cancel my bookin..malas..hehe..took my pay and went shopping!!! its been looong i didn go shopping. rented a book at $4 only for a mth too at a shop at far east plaza..cheap sia.. It's called "Mr Maybe" by Jane Green..i lurve love novels!! wen i went to hyatt jus now,i was surprised by my colleague, Chris told me that she had informed Ravi my Ass.manager abt me tranfering to banquet office..Aiyo i am nervous lei to work in an office..she said i will confirm it with ravi and discuss my schedule..Most prob start at the end of Sep..But gd la, so i get office experience for my future jobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/28082006236.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the book- Mr Maybe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115676811615673668?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115676811615673668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115676811615673668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115676811615673668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115676811615673668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-first-day-of-skool-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115668350542512496</id><published>2006-08-27T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:58:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soo happy today..my two dears helped me with this blog.. so sweet of them of right..so glad that i have them by my side. they are the sweetest ppl in my life..dear is on his way back to Tekong and im goin to be lonely for another week before his POP! but lucky i still got dearie en..hehe...tmrw starts my last skool term for my diploma course..IT and Business Statistics..Hope the lecturers goin to be fine and fun! This week my exams ended and have not enjoyed myself yet..waiting to enjoy wit en on fri ya..don forget ya en our date! yahoo.....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115668350542512496?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115668350542512496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115668350542512496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115668350542512496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115668350542512496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/08/soo-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32783128.post-115635500510986740</id><published>2006-08-24T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:46:27.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/NYP005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just created my blog. This is my pic wit dear on his graduation day.. Still not sure whether nice or not. Hope to write hear everyday as long i got time. Okla, got to study. Tmrw exam! Ahhhh!!!Must study.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32783128-115635500510986740?l=lalaiskandar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/feeds/115635500510986740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32783128&amp;postID=115635500510986740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115635500510986740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32783128/posts/default/115635500510986740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lalaiskandar.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-created-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sheila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17954615623429144818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k131/lalaiskandar/new.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
