<?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-16541387</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:54:24.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are My Sunshine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>472</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4473073438383626376</id><published>2009-12-30T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:58:05.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Rayan is Here!</title><content type='html'>I think this is a long and delayed posting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little baby Rayan Hope Goon has finally arrived on 8 Dec. Months of waiting (Morning sickness, water retention n heartburn is all worth it once seeing little Rayan's smile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little fellow's full name is Rayan Hope Goon (Ruan Enqi). Rayan means Little Prince, and I want to call Ray but it sounds funny. Hope is a middle we prayed from God (If it's a little girl, it would be Faith). So, it's Ray of Hope or Little Prince Hope! And En Qi means thankful for mirracles (Which I think a lot of happening and I am very thankful to God for things in my life, somehow it's mirracle too, read my blog to understand more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep it short, my labour detail as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.30am - wake up and saw that I am spotting (like having slight heavy menses),&lt;br /&gt;10am - observation, still the same, call my gynae&lt;br /&gt;1pm - went to gynae. Canal is diluted for 2cm and gynae told me to admit into hospital at 8.30am&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon - a bit of mense like pain, went for ya-kun kopi, hub went for basketball, went for a walk at my park downstair&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon - pack things and check bag again&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm - went to my mum's plc for dinner&lt;br /&gt;8.30pm - admit to hospital delivery ward&lt;br /&gt;9pm - urine test, change, draw blood as I am donating the blood cord to Singapore public blood, shave there.. put in medication and poo within 1 min to clear system&lt;br /&gt;9.30pm - gynae came, check, mild contractions. And burst my water bag&lt;br /&gt;10.30pm - contractions came in like every 10 mins&lt;br /&gt;11.30pm - contractions came in every 2-3 mins.. This will persist for at least another 3hrs, cant take the pain, not even taking laughing gas and immedidately ask for epidural, was told that doc will come from home in 30 mins time.&lt;br /&gt;11.45pm - epidural taken, side effect - shivering and numbness from lower part of body specially right leg&lt;br /&gt;12 - 5am - tight contractions comes in every 30mins and shorten as time past by more&lt;br /&gt;6am - contractions comes in every 2-3mins&lt;br /&gt;7am - running out of epidural, try to endure and contractions is non-stop&lt;br /&gt;7.30am - Gynae came in and ask to push. 6 pushes with help of nurses and 2 vaccum &lt;br /&gt;7.45am - baby is out, another push for placenta, nurse press on womb and push for blood clot. Baby is being clean up and put aside for weighing&lt;br /&gt;8.00am - await for shivering of epidural to subside&lt;br /&gt;8.15am - push out of delivery ward with baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe with my eyes that little one is right in front of me! We are thankful for a super confinement nanny - Aunty Chong who is a wonderful baby care-taker! With her, I can have a good rest and assurance that everything is okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 14 Dec evening (Hubby's birthday eve), I came down with high fever for no reasons. He sponged me for 4 hrs in the middle of the night till my body temperature when back to normal. But on 15 Dec, I was down with super high fever again (41 degree!), somehow Hubby told me I was unconscienous and forgotten things that happened and utter rubbish. And with the high fever, the fear was for him to lose me which I also told him I cant remember what happen but it was really a feeling of satan and God fighting. I only rememebered calling to God for help (How much I want to live on and love my family, see my little Rayan growing up!). The next thing I know is that I am in the hospital, awake and everyone talking to me about what happened earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high fever when up and down (btw 38-39 plus degree) for 5 days. I had 2 doc who were observing me. I felt really depressed and misses the little fellow so much. My days in hospital is filled with drips, injections, sudden shiver and hotness every few hours. I was puzzled and tired, what's happening to me? I did lotsa of blood tests and an ultra sound, even my gynae came down to do a check-up (to ensure that nothing was left behind after delivery). On the 6 or 7 day or hospitalisation, I did a CT scan, finally detected that I had kidney inflammation and docs can use the correct medication to cure me! So trend on fever is tracked and with observation and more concentrated antibiotics, I finally got discharged out of the hospital after 9 days! I cant thank God more, my family who was there to ensure that I felt okay and comforting me. Of course, friends and colleagues. Most of all, my dear hubby who is coping much with work, baby, home and myself. He was there to ensure I felt secure and fear that i have post-natal depression (which is slightly) cause for once, I really dont know what is happening to my body and fear of leaving my loved ones, especially the little baby when nothing was found days after many days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2009 Christmas is the 1st time spending at home with a full family reunion and a quiet one without the usual big group but it's the most meaningful one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my little Rayan, thank you for being in mummy's life. It's really a mirracle and I want to see you growing up daily. You are another darling and someone who will be loving mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear Hubby, you are another Big Darling. Thank you for your kindness, love, patience to me. To endure everything and loving me unconditionally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG KISS TO MEN OF MY LIFE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2009 soon and I look forward for another new, freshing beginning in 2010!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4473073438383626376?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4473073438383626376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4473073438383626376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4473073438383626376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4473073438383626376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-rayan-is-here.html' title='Baby Rayan is Here!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-544344904543043149</id><published>2009-12-03T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:17:23.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 39th</title><content type='html'>It's week 39th.. Baby will be here anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick during last weekend. Somehow, I prayed that I will give birth only when I get well. I was coughing and having running nose for no reasons, plus some food contamination and throwing out non-stop for a night(I suspended that it's the coleslaw i took). I felt terrible inside out. Little fellow is sleepy too with the medical I took, even my mum noted that there were lesser kicks.. On Tues, I went to gynae for regular check-up. The cough syrup is too strong for preggie mummy. And I did a Group B Swab Test a week earlier.. It turned out to be POSITIVE (Read more: http://www.childbirth.org/articles/GBS.html). I read a few articles about it during pregnancy and was somehow worry that something will happen, so the test is not in my gynae's package but it was insisted by me (Somehow, I think gynae was surprised at my request) but I felt more relieved that I did. So, more medication added to the normal supplement I took (daily now is around 7 pills per time: multi, folic, neuro, antibodies, running nose, cough).. All for my little baby, if it's my old past, I will dump the meidication away. Hubby was kinda impressed but also felt sad and heartpained that mummy is taking so much. But reassurance it's the best for the little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the swab B positive, it means that I will be on antibodies jab and drip once I go hospital and initially we want to delay the process but my gynae told me in order that no harm come and for medication to take place, once not well, call him and go hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether it will be a 'natural' birth without epidural as I have been praying for since I am preggie but I will try my best, specially the guilt I felt after medication impact I have taking for past days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed everyone had their said on pregnancy. I am not having the best for sure but after reading articles, blogs, experiences, I thank God I am not having the worst too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to deliver good news soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-544344904543043149?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/544344904543043149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=544344904543043149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/544344904543043149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/544344904543043149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/12/week-39th.html' title='Week 39th'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-9167137677321992533</id><published>2009-11-24T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:05:35.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just really counting down!</title><content type='html'>This week, I am finally off from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little fellow is 38 weeks old. I reckoned with the sleepless nights + water retention + body aching + Baby's weight, I should take some time off to rest at home. Especially last week for days in a row, I did not secure a seat on the crowded train to work in the morning drags me thinking I should go to work in my heavy state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday gynae check revealed that little fellow gained 3.111kg and mummy gains 10 kg! Well, I think I have not gained much as compared some friends but the centre of gravity really well to the little one and it's super heavy in the evening. Reminds me days of secondary school carrying the metal ball to run about but instead, it's baby + water bag + placenta attached to my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I countdown to water bag bursting, I appreciate some time off for myself too. It's not easy moving around but most told me, if you think preggie is world end, wait till baby is here. But of course, best wishes and sharing from mummies: It's worth all when you see the little one grow.. Calm nummy, calm baby.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it does freaks me thinking how life will changes a couple of weeks or maybe days from now. The 'never' alone, welcome to sleepless nights, lands of nappies.. But I will just put on a BIG SMILE thinking who does the little one looks like and cuddling him in my arms, touching his little feet, fingers and hands.. OOohhh.. just cant wait for that moment to happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-9167137677321992533?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/9167137677321992533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=9167137677321992533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/9167137677321992533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/9167137677321992533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-really-counting-down.html' title='Just really counting down!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7017593942764885001</id><published>2009-11-10T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:19:45.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 37</title><content type='html'>We just came back the gynae. In my week 36 currently, the little fellow is doing very well. I have gained 10 kg so far n little one weighs 2713g. Getting active in mummy's tummy and mummy is also getting bigger that all my colleagues who came back from conference are shocked by the growth of my tummy's size! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite has been good but not as good as last time, I like varieties and small meals. Mostly, I have no cravings (Thank God) and able to move swiftly in the early part of the day compared to night whereby the little one get a bit lower and more active. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Hub and I have been meeting friends. I really want to enjoy 'this singlehood' before little one arrives. I know I will be spending more time focusing on his development etc. and I do not want to miss it as I always think that initial bonding is very critical for his foundation and our relationship, just similar to friendship. I guess as we grow older, our circle of friends is smaller and just a handful and mainly surrounded by working colleagues. So, just keep in mind to make it a point to contact one another at least every few months. I hope this remains as I become a mummy and hub becomes a daddy. ;) Recently we met up with a close friend whom we have not met for a year plus; wonderful time and hopefully we always keep in contact. Times flies, knowing one another for 15 years from secondary till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little one is kicking me again. I must start his own diary soon, so that he will understand what mummy went thru and his growing stages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a life in me shown me all miracles - life is never the same, and I know it's getting better with little one teaching me more stuffs daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7017593942764885001?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7017593942764885001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7017593942764885001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7017593942764885001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7017593942764885001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-37.html' title='Week 37'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-9015244747684642735</id><published>2009-10-31T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:52:57.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down with a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>Another weekend has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heavy heart being taken off and a relief as my colleagues are departing off for conference this week. I have done what I should, handover and what is necessary.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in my 34-35 week, little one weighs 2378grams. According to my Gynae, he is doing well, expected to be at least a week before EDD and likely to be 3kg when he is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I would talk to my little one, eagerly pondering how does he looks (like daddy or mummy) and how is it hugging him in my arms. I cant wait for that moment to happen. Also looking back my pregnancy journey - never easy with the bad morning sickness, water retention, aching and sleepless nights. But every kick and moments of his always reminds me of God's miracles in my life. How this little life has change me - a stronger woman - not longer a mummy's gal; outgrowing of a little gal's shadow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the endless joy, happiness, love and miracles in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-9015244747684642735?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/9015244747684642735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=9015244747684642735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/9015244747684642735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/9015244747684642735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/10/counting-down-with-thankful-heart.html' title='Counting down with a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7683801562956506842</id><published>2009-10-24T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:10:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 3-6 weeks to go!</title><content type='html'>Counting down again - close to 34th weeks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I received the baby's cupboard, sofa bed and bookshelf from Ikea. I am very pleased! I should say new houses are so small now and we have to crack our brain on colour, arrangement. Having delivery and installation is such a breeze. Imagine they did in mins! And hubby took almost 2 days to do a simple shelf last time! I think it's really worth and the person was helping me to check alignment, QC on the surface, note there is some paint chipped off and arranged for another exchange!! Imagine going back to log the complain, carry back and exchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is an entire at home alone. I think after having a baby; i will never be alone again with baby and helper! So better enjoy this precious time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really counting down. My legs swell badly from day to night, now my fingers also started aching like needles poking thru and numb feeling. Sigh.. kudo to motherhood though I know not everyone go thru the same but it's not easy! My pregnancy is not easy but I really think everyone has its story.. Maybe baby will be good when born? We'll see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7683801562956506842?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7683801562956506842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7683801562956506842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7683801562956506842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7683801562956506842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-3-6-weeks-to-go.html' title='Another 3-6 weeks to go!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-836705446144815712</id><published>2009-10-11T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:23:48.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>32 Weeks Preggie</title><content type='html'>I am into my 32 weeks. Counting down each week and individual day. If the baby comes fast, it's in 5 weeks' time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been tiring in the evening. Baby's kicking a lot lately and getting strongly. But I called him the little "Osim massager" cause he would run across my belly button few times and his little legs/hands/bodys similar to the osim massaging effect which is of more comfort to pain. We are in the midst of getting baby items. Recently just order the baby cot, pending for time to go down to Ikea for cupboard and sofa bed for my helper (once ordered, to deliver within 3 days, this is challenging with the working schedule - hubby is busy with his project and I am in the midst of preparing an overseas conference though I am not flying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking about the conference, it kinda makes me mad as I cant take care of the physical logistics and it's tough.. worst, I have heard comments like "if only you are not pregnant!" How can anyone put the accussation on me or rather the innocent one - my unborn?? Out of all, one of the seniors who was in my position before... Well, this remarks dont bother me as I dont want the impact or sad remarks to remain in the mind. I should say God knows the best.. which I know I am not trying to try any political or create trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shhould just do what i am supposed, if it's within duties; yes. Beyond, I understand it's only out of goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just look at more positive part of life. No wonder some women has pre or post natal blues.. Not just the self sensitive aspect but really from some silly and inconsiderate people.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my weekend before another week commence..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-836705446144815712?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/836705446144815712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=836705446144815712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/836705446144815712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/836705446144815712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/10/32-weeks-preggie.html' title='32 Weeks Preggie'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-536266808903288354</id><published>2009-09-21T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:00:27.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28-29 weeks preggie</title><content type='html'>When I looked in the mirror nowadays, I see a 'mother whale'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 28-29 weeks into my pregnancy. Which means I will pop by late-early Dec and definitely counting down. Recently, I have piling a lot of weight, hesitating to step on the weighing scale. Last week's gynae check, the little one is around 1172g, (estimated 1.2kg!!). I hope that baby will grow healthy and not big big to push out the little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a book 'Praying for your Unborn Child', believing that I will have an all natural birth but of course, everyone has a level of pain, I will not be a hero if the pain is too much to hold but will try my best. Still walking a lot and doing some pre-natal execises to prepare myself for childbirth. Of course, I am looking forward to that day to come, I always wonder whether the little one will take after me or daddy? So interesting, but I am sure it's a miracle in my life!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-536266808903288354?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/536266808903288354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=536266808903288354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/536266808903288354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/536266808903288354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/09/28-29-weeks-preggie.html' title='28-29 weeks preggie'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5166335354193935094</id><published>2009-08-26T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:57:53.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Perth</title><content type='html'>I am back from Perth since Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely trip with my loved ones accompanying me - my sister and hubby. I am constantly pampered and driven around, having the options.. Hee Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Perth, it's late winter turning early spring. Very cool specially when the wind blows. Being pregnant does not means I have more heat, instead I felt cold all the time, wrapping myself like a mummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit Margaret River. It was wonderful, I tried have a little bit of wines, beer. Went for Leeuwin Lighthouse, Lake Cave, Berry Farm, Sunflower Farm, Ice-cream/chocolate/cheese Factory etc. Best meal was spend at Berry farm as well as Bootleg!! Feeding the animals like kangaroo, sheeps, pony, ostrich, horse is so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Fremantle Market was cold and freezing.. As it is near the habour, but the fish n chips there is super! Sis n Hub enjoyed the fresh osyters and went back for more! I loved shopping at Woolworth and Coles, their supermarket!! Their quick sale items are still so fresh (to them it's expiry) to us, it is like newly displayed on shelves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings Park is also a place not to be missed. Skies are blue, and park is filled with friendly people who offered to take pixes for us and dog lovers too. We enjoyed the views of the cities and the tree top walk!! Also went to Bell Tower to have a chance to witness the demonstration how bells worked. As I am preggie, Hub n sis put the strings of the bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have clean hotels thru out the stay and managed to secure great deals too. Time management was great except that the 2 loved ones suffered under the hands of this tempermental mummy at times!! Too bad, I am the queen for the moment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for everything and I rated one of the best overseas trip ever in my entire life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5166335354193935094?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5166335354193935094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5166335354193935094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5166335354193935094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5166335354193935094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-perth.html' title='Back from Perth'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1172678390287272416</id><published>2009-08-15T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:53:10.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days before Aussie Trip</title><content type='html'>I am in my 24th week now. Another 16 weeks to popping date!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I will pop by my gynae to check on the baby's status. Somehow, I have gain lotsa pounds for the past weeks that I would not dare to stand on the machine! Lately, my legs swell in the evening, filled water retention. At times, both legs cramped in the middle of the night.. just part of preggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning for our Aussie trip. Hubby is supposed to plan everything but after awhile, it's my sis and myself doing the research. Feels excited about this trip, afterall, I wonder when can we travel as a family after the baby arrives! So, I look forward for this coming trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth here we come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1172678390287272416?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1172678390287272416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1172678390287272416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1172678390287272416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1172678390287272416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/08/days-before-aussie-trip.html' title='Days before Aussie Trip'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7316312022585139174</id><published>2009-08-06T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:32:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Ah-Gong</title><content type='html'>A tribute to my paternal grandpa who passed away on Tuesday, 4 Aug 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Ah Gong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my grandpa. Though you are a man of few words, but you are always there watching us (the grandkids since we are young). And every CNY, you would be eager to see us and prepare the angpows for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for watching us growing us. We all love &lt;/em&gt;you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am very sad that my ah-gong is unable to make it to see my little one. But it's truly a mirracle that he managed to survive thru for the past 3 years. Earlier on he was diagnosed with stroke and later, doc told us that 80% of his lungs had harden, meaning he has to pump blood to function every month and less than a year survival. He managed even to pass thru my wedding and 2 Chinese New Year. But weeks ago, he cant hold it anymore, lungs are totally not functioning well. We have to be mentally prepared. With N1H1 spreading widely, even in mid Jul, I was told by my mum not to visit him in the hospital with my preggie condition, I never regret going against her and my stubborness. I managed to see ah-gong for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tues evening, I finally saw a message sent by my cousin at 1pm plus that ah-gong cant make. I called my mum and she told me ah gong passed away peacefully at home after 2 times rescue in the hospital, completing his wish to 'go' at his own house. I cried.. Why am I late? But thinking back, I also know ah-gong wont want me to be over upset with my little one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ah-gong for your love, I will always remember you and your kindness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7316312022585139174?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7316312022585139174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7316312022585139174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7316312022585139174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7316312022585139174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-ah-gong.html' title='Goodbye Ah-Gong'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-2900241635631312121</id><published>2009-08-02T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:55:40.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Moi~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday to me &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Mummy-to-be&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the special day of the year again. My birthday. There is no celebration with friends, only with the most important person of my life - Hubby plus my little one. But the simple way of spending the entire day with my loved ones makes me extremely happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up on time for church service. Later, we head for Orchard.. Just craved a bit for Korean food, so we went to the korean restaurant @ Far East Plaza basement. My only concern is the little one refusing to take spicy food. Hubby and I talked to our little one to ensure that I will take 'junk' food for a day only so that I wont be a 'merlion'. And today, the little one is exceptionally good to me. Other days is otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped around for ideas to decorate the room, maternity stuffs, baby items.. The more we shopped, the more confused we got.. Also, we hopped by Borders to browse thru babies' names.. Haha, Hub n I cant agree on the same. For current, we call the one by the chinese name (Names we decide even before we got married). Wanted to shop at ION but it was super crowded, likely to be back on other days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended early dinner at DOME, Paragon. Salad, cake and coffee (mummy is treating baby no good food ;p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hub agreed that it's likely the last time both of us will step into Orchard again before I pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am surfing for airfare. Havent decide on destination for our holiday - 3rd week of Aug before traveling stop entirely for me till I pop. Where, how, what? Watch out for next update..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-2900241635631312121?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/2900241635631312121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=2900241635631312121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2900241635631312121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2900241635631312121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-moi.html' title='Happy Birthday to Moi~'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4346084850029023844</id><published>2009-07-24T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:55:00.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detailed Scan</title><content type='html'>Another week had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for detailed scan on Tuesday. It was a non-3D or 4D scan but it doesnt matter to me cause baby's looks will change and even with 3D or 4D, we can't change the looks! So why bother to pay more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning feeling excited. For this term, I am able to sleep better. This is really what mummies-to-be called "Honeymoon period". We went for late breakfast, dim sum @ Thomson Road. Yum.. (Now, I am thinking about Crystal Jade's porridge. But thank God though at times I have food craving, it's not instant but I can endure for a couple of days to eat the food item I want). Shortly we went to Thomson Medical for the detailed scan. Wait was quick! I have to go into the lab first, the doc went through the details around 15-20mins. Little one just woke up in time as we start the scan. So cute, moving around constantly. Very very cheeky, as we mentioned the area to scan, little one will move or play with us. Accordingly to doc, movements of baby are good, meaning able to get all areas checked. And of course, asking me whether we know the gender yet? I said 'no' so ask me whether to tell on the spot and when Hub joins me later. I decided to know the answer together would be interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, our little one is doing very well, average size: 278g at 20 weeks. Legs are longer though. We have a good time during the scan. Results time! We are so happy! Yippeeee... Hubby was a bit shock. (Should not say more now) but we are very pleased... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally can start shopping and getting ideas to decorate the baby's room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, take care everyone! Lotsa my friends, colleagues, even hub is down with sore throat, cough or flu. God bless everyone with good health! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4346084850029023844?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4346084850029023844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4346084850029023844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4346084850029023844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4346084850029023844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/07/detailed-scan.html' title='Detailed Scan'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4443880955539973722</id><published>2009-07-16T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:42:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby is back!</title><content type='html'>Hubby is back from US. Seems that this attachment has more places of interest as compared to the past ones  (Universal Studio, Factory Outlets, Coaster Rides etc). Of course, this means that we cant imagine how much is the credit card bill when it arrives later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am so glad for him to be back by my side. At least communication is instant! Hubby bought me Kate Spade wallet and a few bags. And most of all, a few maternity tops which I am never into since I am not getting that big (maybe later stage) and lotsa of clothes for the little bao bao. Not only jumpers, tops, pants, shorts but also dresses, swimming costume! *FAINT* Dont even know now boy or girl, if girl we get to keep every thing. If boy, we will have to give away, whereby the girls' clothings are really really pretty! Sigh. Pray that our initution is right..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4443880955539973722?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4443880955539973722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4443880955539973722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4443880955539973722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4443880955539973722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/07/hubby-is-back.html' title='Hubby is back!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7462991493441246963</id><published>2009-07-12T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:28:09.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waving Goodbye to Morning Sickness!</title><content type='html'>Hubby is on the flight now, transiting from Narita back to Singapore! I am so glad he is coming back. As the flight touches down our hometown past 1am, I dont think I will be able to stay awake to fetch him this round. So, I will see him after work tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks homestay at my mum's place has definitely made me more preggie. I am well-fed with heavy meals and snacks (I think I have gain like 3kg just a couple of weeks here!). That makes me fear whether I will be a mother whale by the end of the pregnancy. But I felt blessed and bonding with my mum and sister! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am waving goodbye to my morning sickness. It seems that food intake is under control, other than spicy, oily, fried food, I am feeling good. Specially my energy level! Nowadays, I will take walks in the nearby park in the evening. My tummy always feel so 'stretched' towards end of the day. My mum and friends also encourage me to walk around more before I balloon up in my next term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside having food restriction initially, I recently realised I can only do dental check-up in the 1st term. I wanted to but when I was at the dentist, the advice was 'no' instead bleeding and cause swells etc and harm to the baby. This is true since pregnancy, specially 2nd term onwards, gum bled whenever I brush my teeth daily (this is very normal). Sigh, I got to want till end of the year before the next dental check-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I can only travel till early Sept! The work conference is confirmed in Bangkok this early November but safety reasons I cant be there! Well, all for my little darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one been active; kicking me.. My sis and mum always tell me because my tummy skin is too thin lah.. Even now, some would not believe I am pregnant, looks more like a 'beer tummy' according to my colleagues.. I believe in weeks to come, I will grow into a 'fat' preggie lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting excited now somehow, cant wait to see Hub soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7462991493441246963?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7462991493441246963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7462991493441246963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7462991493441246963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7462991493441246963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/07/waving-goodbye-to-morning-sickness.html' title='Waving Goodbye to Morning Sickness!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4670543132645882749</id><published>2009-07-05T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:46:09.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little One at 18 weeks</title><content type='html'>Hubby is away for attachment. Today is a week after he depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are communicating through msn, but the network is bad. Often, it is broken or cut off in the midst of the conversation. It's very frustrating when you are 12-13hrs difference away. He is exhausted by end of the day or either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MS is finally been reduced to 50% and increased in appetite but I still stay away from oily, fast food and spicy stuff. So far, I gain 1.5kg which is a great improvement through by now, according to theory, I should gain around 4-5kg. But as long as the little is progressing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little one also started kicking and moving extremely well. I could sense the movement and 'punching' too, my sis saw and is amazed at how the little does it. I am into my 18th week which most mum-to-be will feel it in the 20th week. Inheritance of hubby's active character, must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I felt more energy in me. Hopefully I can plan a short trip to nearby country for a short get-away. Thereafter, it's land of nappies. Around mid-end July, will be my detailed scan which I look forward. I cant want to buy some cutie clothings for the little one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost 50% there  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4670543132645882749?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4670543132645882749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4670543132645882749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4670543132645882749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4670543132645882749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-one-at-18-weeks.html' title='Little One at 18 weeks'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1449395660110821530</id><published>2009-06-25T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:24:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Waves</title><content type='html'>Hot afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from the gynae. As my gynae is heavily scheduled for C-sections from this Thurs, his clinic is not opened. We went for earlier check-up as hub departs this weekend for US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt excited, want to know the progress of the little one. As usual, the crowded clinic. I know that my tummy is finally not the smallest. Hub remarks that he like to see me wearing tight top and reveal the little round tummy which is getting showing nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally gained back 1 kg after losing all 5kg. My gynae told me not to worry, weigh gain comes fast. The baby moves as the scan shows a bigger baby, good size and shape according to my gynae. The cutest part was the BIG WAVE at us, even the gynae smiles. The little wave made me felt that the MS was worth it though I am in total misery and complaining why must it happen to me. And.. MMmm.. gender: UNKNOWN. As expected, little one cross leg as the scan goes one. So, we will have to wait till next month. The guess for boy vs gal is 40:60 now. I think little one will be gal but my mum think of little boy, we'll see. Little one moving in my tummy again.. How interesting for a life to be in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1449395660110821530?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1449395660110821530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1449395660110821530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1449395660110821530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1449395660110821530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-waves.html' title='Baby Waves'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7038839631455281705</id><published>2009-06-14T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:12:48.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into 15 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Weekend is ending. I wish it is longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am into my 15 week soon. Yesterday was the only day that I felt nausea but didnt throw. Soon, the throwing returned today =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least we managed to go out and meet up with friend for lunch. My last countless weekends spent at home with active baby symptoms. Now, I am enduring not to take naps. One of the few tortures since I got preggie is sleepless nights. Usually pregnant women got exhausted and very tired that enables them to sleep soundly the entire night. Well, mine is the total opposite. Now, I can have better nights, though some nights are ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby will be leaving for attachment again month end. I felt sad, especially recently he is always need to work 24hrs shift. I wish he can spen more time with me and baby. And I dont like to come back to an empty house specially on days that I dont feel well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still thank God that Hub is extremely caring and understanding.. Everytime I am in super draggy mood when the throwing starts, he will always be there for a hug and encouraging me that it will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next check-up with my gynae will be the Sat before Hub leaves for US. I hope that baby is progressing well. Baby, you must 'Jia you' ok? Cose mummy is really trying very hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7038839631455281705?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7038839631455281705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7038839631455281705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7038839631455281705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7038839631455281705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/06/into-15-weeks.html' title='Into 15 Weeks'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3775108697847034919</id><published>2009-06-03T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:05:12.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy at rest</title><content type='html'>Mummy is at rest (at home again)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late morning yesterday, I suddenly had very bad and lotsa discharge (Thank God it wasn't blood). I tried to elevate my legs at work and restrict movements. Was very scared for an hour, observing what will happen. My colleagues feared for me too as they havent been pregnant and dont understand what's happening. Worst, I forgotten about my mobile phone (That's when tummy gets bigger and brain gets smaller according to my friend) so I cant contact my gyane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to lunch, I decided to call up my hubby and tell him what happened. He picked me up and on the way, I called my mum who was very concern. We are thinking whether we should head for hospital again or just wait. So we search for numbers, thank God hub stored the clinic no. after last round and we managed to contact my gynae who told me to rest at home and visit his clinic in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, I took a taxi alone and I waited - the usual long q at the clinic which I sat uncomfortably and things run through my mind. Finally my turn! Gynae did the usual scan, baby looks bigger and hands/legs moving.. It's unstable hormones, means bedrest, less walking (well, my sis just cant believe as I am always lazing at the sofa/bed all day long). Less movement?? MMmmm... I called Hub at work, he is just worried and relief to know everything is okay again and should pick me up from my mum's place this evening after his shift work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray hard that I will be getting better and better after this 13th week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3775108697847034919?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3775108697847034919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3775108697847034919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3775108697847034919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3775108697847034919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/06/mummy-at-rest.html' title='Mummy at rest'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5191582468561921817</id><published>2009-05-27T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:49:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang on, you will be okay!</title><content type='html'>It's been a long long time, many months since I last updated this blog. Many would think I stopped blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with work till lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am closed to 12 weeks' preggie! Many congratulations and well wishes. This pregnancy is not easy for me. I know that I was pregnant since the baby is conceived. Believe or not, I was in my usual Sunday church service when God speaks to my heart and said "I have a gift for you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In week 5, I took my kit to be positive, firmly a double line upon testing. We waited since my usual cycle is usually unstable and we really want a confirmation.. By then, there are so much body changes that we knew that our baby is in my body. With happiness and joy of tears, we welcome the news that Baby is due in Dec this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From week 4 onwards, I was hit by the MS (Morning Sickness) - the name is just indicating vomiting and naseau feeling and it could happen time of the day though there is the word 'morning'. It started from evening for a week and gradually a week till now, it turned to entire day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine every day I throw out countless time, every meal and every drink. It was the worst of anyone's imgaination, I am so dehydrated that my tummy is smaller than ever. I am at the gynae every week and tried everything to push up the sugar level, more ribena, milo, 7-up or 100plus beverage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was my nightmare, I realised I cant swallow any food than usual and not to mentioned liquid. I felt so weak that hubby was asking whether I want to go hospital. I simply endure till gynae is opened. Thank God Monday operation is in the early afternoon. The usual croweded, filled with mummies-to-be and long long wait (No matter how sick, you just need to be patient and wait!)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I cant stop crying when I looked at the scanner monitor to know that baby is well and developing. But mummy is truly too weak, better go to hospital for drip as expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomson medical is filled with vehicles, never a normal parking slot. The valet I guess are only done for branded cars; so we drove the valet space. We opt for a 4 bedder but was upgraded to a 2-bedder. The first 2 dip pack was done within an hour to stop the vomitting and more water filled in my body. I think I never drink and retain a cup of water since week 5, no wonder I felt so 'watery'. Total I was on drip for 8 packs. Tiring as the machine will beep several time in the middle of the night and I was sleeping next to a lady who just finished operation, she is in deep pain (But I envious her for hearty appetite, she was complaining abt the hospital food and there I was; trying to swallow every bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd morning, we did a detailed scan for the baby. Everything went fine. Now I understand why active mummy got active child. Every movement of mummy affected the baby, I was encouraged to cough a few times to wake baby up and get baby into the correct positive for scanning. The little one is 'naughty' and got scolding by doc, while mummy looked into the monitor, little one behaved well again and in a beautiful positive accordingly to doc. If not, I will need to move about and scan in a few hr's time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the scan, baby has a sharp chin and side outlook which doesnt look like mummy, obviously more like daddy! Well, for gender, we will know in few weeks' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is at rest and constantly praying for the rest of the term to go well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5191582468561921817?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5191582468561921817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5191582468561921817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5191582468561921817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5191582468561921817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/05/hang-on-you-will-be-okay.html' title='Hang on, you will be okay!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6827036741704877255</id><published>2009-02-20T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:55:17.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like Yo_yO</title><content type='html'>I felt that my life is like a Yo_Yo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and down, up and down. Some things I am pleased and sudden dropped. Up and down.. My moodswing starting again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda reflect back as some knows, I have this funny habit of pondering and keeping time to myself for reflection. I would think and look back, what improvements or things I can do better. But of course, looking back for the past 1 year, it's been a CRAZY life. Now, life is more settled and some times, I would think what I want in life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some adjustment to work with new boss and some new colleagues. Not easy with recession and we just need to gel things together once again. Now, we need to help and edify another instead of adding more comments. Well, we'll see. I think since choice is made, we should just respect and continue to help another with our strength instead of pinpointing at the weaknesses and adding more salt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I felt I got time for myself. But wish that hubby's work schedule can be more stable. I am a superglue to him; I just enjoy his presence, as well as he is around, I can be at ease. Strange right&gt;&gt; we counted recently. We known another since 1994. Means that it's 15years! From stranger to friends, good friends, BGR and now, wed! Still, we have the same feeling. Yes, if I can turn the clock, I only wish I have not hesitated getting married. Hubby is such a rare darling and wonderful soulmate. He understand me completely. Last week, I asked him "How and why you always know what is on my mind??" His replied: "cause I tried to think and felt like you". I told him honestly I did the same method and it never works! In fact, to understand him, I have to think the opposite and I will know the answer!! Hahah,. strange but true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is weekend, I look forward to spending more time with hubby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6827036741704877255?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6827036741704877255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6827036741704877255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6827036741704877255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6827036741704877255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-like-yoyo.html' title='Life is like Yo_yO'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8865286994392555345</id><published>2009-02-14T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:33:57.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V Day 2009!</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone, Happy V Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely thrilled not because it was V day today, because I finally got news about graduation after asking the school several times. I heard graduation will be in May. Yes, Finally!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this bad times, though this paper qualification may not apply to get a better pay or any increment, but I am happy I got it! One of my lifetime wish list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very thankful. Today, I received the new tv console for my house. And yes, from OM!! The same old one.. what happened is as everyone knows my taste which makes life difficult for a lot around me. I have been looking for a matching tv console. It happens months ago that I eyed for the pick but due to some miscommunication with the shop, it was the last piece, sold to some design company. So, I was waiting and hunting and gave up!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last weekend, we decided to go back to same area as I was enticed by some cheap adver. As the name states cheap, that stupid store display seems to be some secondhand and crappy place. Instead, we just hopped by the same store that we previously order our tv console. And OMG, we saw the same one on display. Immediately, our heart skipped and Hubby went "Quick, chop this!", for me, the usual woman's character, want to look around the shop. But in the end, we concluded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) This matches the house design&lt;br /&gt;2) It's simple&lt;br /&gt;3) It's the last piece (we didn't mind, as hub felt that it will be chipped or dirtied by us sooner or later)&lt;br /&gt;4) It's on SALE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it comes with a price. It was around 1.3k last time, now it is also a display and last piece. Price at $799!! (Many think that is cheap??) For those who knows me, I will pay for something I like at a tag.. So, lalaalaa.. This morning, delivery was earlier than arranged, I am so PLEASED!! IT"S PRETTY and MATCHES SO MUCH&gt;&gt; well, my question now is, some one has to move back the tv, cables and stuff... --&gt;&gt; My Hubby lah; A wonderful gift for us on V DAY!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8865286994392555345?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8865286994392555345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8865286994392555345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8865286994392555345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8865286994392555345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day-2009.html' title='Happy V Day 2009!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4018692150459097283</id><published>2009-02-01T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:55:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Day of CNY</title><content type='html'>I have been sick since the eve of CNY. From cough to coughing more, now, some silly leg calf aching. Initiallly left, now both legs, kinda strange cause I did not cycle or execise but munching food non-stop. Nothing but more fats gained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I recover fully, I must start some healthy routine, morever with 2 parks near my place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Monday is my new boss reporting to work, I do pray that I work well with him. Somehow, sometimes, I missed my old fun-loving boss. We often email one another. And there was this day I decided to clear leave as everyone seems to be on CNY except myself and with balance of 4 days from last, I applied thru the system. My ex-boss received the notification, email, left voicemail for me to call when I was not at my desk for 0.5 hrs, just to ask if I am okay (Cause he always like us to anticipate our leave). My reply "Nothing happen, just need to clear some leave balance" sent him relief and we did some catch up. Things are busy busy with, he really missed the fun times we just to have. I promised him chocolates since he is coming back on 13th Feb which I joked it is eve of V day. His reply "Just chocs?? I need party &amp; champagne!" Yep, he really miss our team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, while I exchange boss, I also felt I need to some more time with Hub with his work 2day get 1 day off system. I think with all the busy times we had just year, we now learnt to spend quality time together and being home together. Nowadays, Hub can cook really nice his own home-cooked dishes which is YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is off soon, well.. I will look forward for the next one then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4018692150459097283?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4018692150459097283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4018692150459097283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4018692150459097283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4018692150459097283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/02/7th-day-of-cny.html' title='7th Day of CNY'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6143346751058480404</id><published>2009-01-22T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:22:10.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2009</title><content type='html'>Long time didnt blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy recently packing the room for my new boss. While it is a brand moving for him, it seems to strange for the entire team adjusting to a colleague we know. Office been quiet since my sales manager and boss left, today, I just heard that another colleague leaving because his migration to Australia had been approved. And no headcount replacement with bad economy. Hopefully the year of Ox means time for harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another few days to Chinese New Year. First time celebrating in own house, didnt buy a lot of goodies knowing we will be eating it ourselves. So, some snacks, sweets and beverage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are into cooking dinner our own nowadays too. It's an enjoyment to eat what we cook. Been having rash for past week, finally went to doc yesterday. As usual, he mentioned that I had super sensitive skin, therefore allergy.. it just come in different type and on-off in my life. So sad, I dont want to depend on medication.. :( Pray that it will be better as I grow older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been eating and snacking at the office, better take care, sure gain more pounds with CNY around the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6143346751058480404?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6143346751058480404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6143346751058480404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6143346751058480404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6143346751058480404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-2009.html' title='CNY 2009'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1243259107053925999</id><published>2009-01-11T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:04:41.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>Recently life is filled with Ups &amp; Downs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things happened so quickly, went and away. Just like a breeze, it came and soon it disappear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I pondered about life, thinking what's next? What happen? Very much I would like to more content about my surroundings but the surroundings had forced me to change and lead me to another way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, my direct boss leaves for NY. I know stepping into the office is different. January marks the new year, another 11 months to go. I ponder what happens this year, but I know I will overcome things happening me. No matter what happens, I will be very strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1243259107053925999?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1243259107053925999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1243259107053925999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1243259107053925999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1243259107053925999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/01/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller Coaster'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1575318348413977794</id><published>2009-01-04T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:13:03.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark a new beginning @ Work</title><content type='html'>Another year started and new changes at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be the last week before my reporting boss get transferred to NY. I am quite blessed to work with him and learn a lot from him for the past 1 year plus - counter design, new ideas and concepts about working life and social life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sales manager joining us from Monday onwards, my Korea colleague who is an education mgr will be relocated to her hometown, looks like the office will be quiet for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been doing housekeeping. The house is in a mess! Hubby is now on a work 2 days rest 1 day (rather 0.5 day). So we are spending less time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New adjustment made.. I see more changes ahead in 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1575318348413977794?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1575318348413977794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1575318348413977794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1575318348413977794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1575318348413977794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2009/01/mark-new-beginning-work.html' title='Mark a new beginning @ Work'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5662169468333347616</id><published>2008-12-31T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:07:30.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past of 2008</title><content type='html'>Memories of 2008 is also there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for things and rather happenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I struggled between work and studies. I finally completed my degree studies with hesitate of heart desire whether too continue after settling with marriage and house. With the limited time, in the end, I made it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we have finally a place of that we called our own. God bless us a wonderful cozy place that is conveniently located near a train station, high floor pointed block. Every night I admired the beautiful night view and enjoyed the breeze throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I also went for a few places for our work attachment and by Dec, we finally have holidays every weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there will be changes like adjustment at work with new colleagues and new boss. Hubby looks ahead and pondered whether he should change his job but we know, 2009 is going to another beautiful year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a grateful heart, thank you for 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5662169468333347616?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5662169468333347616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5662169468333347616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5662169468333347616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5662169468333347616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/12/past-of-2008.html' title='Past of 2008'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7846348066664338758</id><published>2008-12-24T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:17:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be spending christmas at home this year, hubby is working on the eve and we have decided to spend it together on the actual day insted of partying on the eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be cooking which I think kitchen is going to be messy messy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't thought of resolution for the new coming year - a better 2009 than 2008? Mmmm.. It's been raining the entire day, yawn... sleepyhead coming..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7846348066664338758?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7846348066664338758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7846348066664338758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7846348066664338758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7846348066664338758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas Everyone!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6583473462697636336</id><published>2008-12-13T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:00:03.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for Phuket soon!</title><content type='html'>In a few hours' time, will be flight off for PHUKET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was still in office clearing work after 'HAPPY' Day at the counter, I still like going to airport counters. I think there is more push to sell if there is crowd, but this year, I am assigned as photographer! I think I am getting lousy with my skills! Went for late dinner and kicking myself back to office to work. Emails are never endless, I am a bit afraid to open my inbox when I am back from holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I will be relaxing and spending more time with Hubby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6583473462697636336?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6583473462697636336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6583473462697636336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6583473462697636336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6583473462697636336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/12/away-for-phuket-soon.html' title='Away for Phuket soon!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8360850830806601871</id><published>2008-12-08T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:24:18.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of December 2008</title><content type='html'>With Hubby at MAC. We had a good break for this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Johor last weekend, this weekend we are in KL for church camp which was a relaxing cum shopping trip. We bought our 1st Xmas tree! Though we came back late last evening, we are setting up the tree which looks so beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are heading for town area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, we will still continue with our plan to Phuket, despite the BKK protest. Still green light to go ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I really like year end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8360850830806601871?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8360850830806601871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8360850830806601871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8360850830806601871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8360850830806601871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/12/start-of-december-2008.html' title='Start of December 2008'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7426759363871057924</id><published>2008-11-21T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:09:46.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Acer Laptop</title><content type='html'>Now, I am at Mcdonald, using the super lightweight Acer Aspire1 laptop that Hub bought for me from Australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so small and compact, and it's white!! Easy to bring, just that it's a smaller screen and I may need to bring the charger, now, a full charge last abt 1hr 30mins. But I am so happy, this is a good buy!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaits for the photos to upload. Hubby is working nightshift tonight and we can spend the afternoon tomorrow, I will be bored on what to do.. so many things I wanna do with him, go out for movies, homecooked food, out for drinks!! I think I am crazy having him as my company, he is really my best friend, my hubby!! My colleagues are saying that this distance and unflexible working hours of ours may distance our relationship but I think this is the best way out for the time being, probably no kids, and we also one another to take care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also happy to announce to arrival of my little nephew, Sean Ong. He is so cute, and he's looks like my grandmother-in-law and father-in-law side! I think more stressed asking about having a kid of our own, I think hubby is not ready and so do I after much consideration.. sorry to disappoint those around us, we are only willing to commit with 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should end here, happy weekend, all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7426759363871057924?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7426759363871057924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7426759363871057924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7426759363871057924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7426759363871057924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-acer-laptop.html' title='My New Acer Laptop'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3729536510184042746</id><published>2008-11-20T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:53:21.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>I am now uploading the overdue photos in facebook. From my D&amp;D to Sales Cycle Meeting in Shanghai plus my Hangzhou trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US recession has already impacted companies that include ours. I am told that there will be lesser traveling and belt-tightening. Meaning that there will not be traveling next season. Though I complain about business trip but I do indulge in having the APAC gathering of my colleagues, sharing and drinking sessions together, it is like having longlost friends gathering. Definitely will miss all these for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearing work after biz trip is another hassle. Almost done with follow-up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3729536510184042746?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3729536510184042746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3729536510184042746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3729536510184042746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3729536510184042746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/11/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-2114316786698524570</id><published>2008-11-17T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:07:03.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCM Shanghai is finally over!</title><content type='html'>We are back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference went quite smoothly for last few days, except that I was suffering from insomnia and quite sick 1/3 of the time. Was not eating well half-way, likely it's the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a happy ending. We had fun! Every night we had drinks after the conference. But there was a night I really out of control that I made my way back to my room before getting drunk, it's hard to stay sober with the brunch of drunkens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to Hangzhou. You must tour around the beauutiful lake and pple are so friendly. We went for a water musical show by Zhang YiMou.. So touching, well, can you image my colleagues were touched to tears and one of them scolding the local chinese that they dont appreciate and fill with pride on these production. It was kinda funny too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the different in weather, my hands are so sweaty.. sleepy too. Last, Hub is back, I am so glad to see him (he gain a bit of weight) but still, he is favourite! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-2114316786698524570?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/2114316786698524570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=2114316786698524570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2114316786698524570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2114316786698524570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/11/scm-shanghai-is-finally-over.html' title='SCM Shanghai is finally over!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7086540845524400788</id><published>2008-11-10T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:33:01.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai SCM</title><content type='html'>I am in Shanghai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good trip for this time round. I woke up in the morning at 4am to realise it was pouring and never know that it was so hard to call for a cab this timing. My sis staying with me cause I forgot my clothings came over was woke up by my anxiety for cab calling. Thank God for a colleague staying nearby, who picked me up so that we are not late for flight in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, we went to BK for burger. And the BIGGEST JOKE! My sister who insisted that I need not change money cause she had currency, gave me Taiwan Yuan, I dont have a single cent of RMB with me! Good thing that I had my colleague, image traveling without a single cent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus came like a 'old school bus' and when we were on the highway, he stop, went to the back. We thought having this bus was the worst, and who know, the took out the map and read... we are lost!!! Hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things didn't go smoothly, logistic was messy and thinking that shippment didn't arrive, ended it was in the store room. It almost killed me.. I cant imagine things that happened.. But we try to make it happen all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish setting up the meeting, anticipating better to turn up better next few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home as usual and of course, hub too. Just another 7 days to seeing him, I need a big hug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7086540845524400788?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7086540845524400788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7086540845524400788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7086540845524400788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7086540845524400788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/11/shanghai-scm.html' title='Shanghai SCM'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8391588942185434269</id><published>2008-11-07T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:01:28.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supressing against time</title><content type='html'>24hrs per day is not enuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fighting against time! Now, I am wide awake.. Was working in office till 1am, took taxi and just showered. Was working on the presentation. Shanghai conference is not so well prepared though preparation was done early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few weeks, I suffered from insonmia. It was worse this week with the conference and D&amp;D on Tues (ended like midnight and sleep at 3.00am) made the body worked like crazy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to have a break soon. I have not registered for the church camp but took some leave which I think I deserved badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Sian.. Ok, stop complaing lah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8391588942185434269?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8391588942185434269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8391588942185434269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8391588942185434269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8391588942185434269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/11/supressing-against-time.html' title='Supressing against time'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3631985847347001746</id><published>2008-11-02T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:24:45.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away in Shanghai soon</title><content type='html'>The whole weekend is burnt at work, I am stuck in the office. Hubby is upset I guessed, if he is in Singapore, he would stop me or at least, drag me away from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week to business trip.. Felt unsettled, the shipment for items has to be sent out by these few days. I am getting tired, havent not packed my luaggage, stuffing all the handcarried items for conference and my thick clothings. For the past 1 week, I am having the skin allergies (the unknown), maybe food, surroundings or stress! I am been surpressing to take the medicine.. But definitely need to bring a couple of box over. This conference is my nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it will be over!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3631985847347001746?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3631985847347001746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3631985847347001746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3631985847347001746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3631985847347001746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/11/away-in-shanghai-soon.html' title='Away in Shanghai soon'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6512137074099821539</id><published>2008-10-28T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:21:46.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REC Club</title><content type='html'>It's been sometime again. I think I am just too busy to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My business trip has been shortened due to budget costing but I will still be in Shanghai and I will extend my stay to go Hangzhou for the west lake view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with work and also, the REC Club committee that I am in has come to an end this Dec. Now, we are busy with event sourcing etc. Finally, I can take off the title of 'REC Club' gal in my department. I am Miss Amazing cose I indulge time in studies, work, Rec club or business trip etc.. and some newer colleagues or interns are still shocked to know my age or that I am married all the time.. Well, young at heart and always young outside.. (Like real).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 weeks it's business trip, another 3 weeks it's home-coming for Hubby. His plants almost die under my hands, I realised I didnt water them for almost a week and almost.. well, the leaves are growing back. I think my sis need to pop by when I am away or it's gone before Hub comes back. I really missed him a lot lot, Aussie food been too much and he mentioned he is piling weight.. I wondered how he look now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for his return..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6512137074099821539?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6512137074099821539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6512137074099821539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6512137074099821539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6512137074099821539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/10/rec-club.html' title='REC Club'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-787323585353371611</id><published>2008-10-23T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:26:26.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storybook</title><content type='html'>Hubby called my blogger - the online storybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably this is his bedtime storybook. And seriously, I dont have time to update much. Been busy with work, the business trip is coming and with so many changes around me, I am doing double-pace. Though I work hard but that doesnt mean clever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to cut short, I was upset over a stupid email that came like 10pm.. &lt;em&gt; why are you still in the office, go home lah.. &lt;/em&gt;Come'on you think I want to.. there was change in the meeting agenda and changing everything within a day to whole Asia Pacific was easy.. Sigh.. Who dont want to go home and rest. This week, I am working non-stop. Only for today, I felt sick in the morning with sleepless night too. Somehow, I am waking up at 4am everyday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need some flowers to cheer me up.. Or rather, I pray that the business trip will come soon. I am planing for a holiday in Dec but since Hub took only a week and he is so keen to attend the church camp, so it's M'sia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for personal holiday, far will be go, but I doubt, sad.. I have not been for one (excluding business trip) since the HKG one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-787323585353371611?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/787323585353371611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=787323585353371611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/787323585353371611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/787323585353371611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/10/storybook.html' title='Storybook'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6257156779009426695</id><published>2008-10-18T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:27:06.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unglam Glam</title><content type='html'>Having a headache now. Probably slept too much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10.30am and took a nap between 3-5pm. And later, I cleaned up the entire house, floor is getting dusty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is boring, so many unexpected happenings. Recently 2 of my colleagues resigned, followed by the news that my direct boss got promoted to another brand and a sky high position awaits for him overseas. Some misundertstanding between my colleagues, where is that team bonding. Ladies outside always wants to work in my trade, I.. took up this job by chance. It looks like a wonderful job but behind, the unglam stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I felt so sad. But I know deep in my heart. I did nothing. If yes, I am just a tool just by others for some crazy politics. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stand firm no matter what. Just some madness that someone out there got more than nothing to do.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will prove everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6257156779009426695?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6257156779009426695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6257156779009426695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6257156779009426695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6257156779009426695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/10/unglam-glam.html' title='The Unglam Glam'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-695074849943080114</id><published>2008-10-12T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:41:23.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Zone Differences</title><content type='html'>Hubby had been working round the clock. I felt the difference even with 2 hours behind him. It's more than 12 hrs to me. Sigh.. I missed talking to him, this is worse that the South Africa trip! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course he is concern about me working late, whether I went back to stay with my mum, how I spend my weekend. One thing is unlike other, if I mentioned I am going shoppping, his reaction is "Enjoy yourself, buy more!". Well, he loves to shop, more like a woman.. hahah. with him around, I dont have to concern about buying more and out of all, a guy to carry all my shopping bags! Hah.. which my best friend offers to do so yesterday.. but still, I paiseh.. I was the one shopping buying clothes for my business trip. It's back to white and green. My closet have only few clothes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think green suits me a lot but having green is sometimes sick. White is a simple colour but it depends on mood, especially that time of the month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a wedding at Sentosa later.. today, it's black.. ok, time to go and go home.. my own home sweet home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-695074849943080114?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/695074849943080114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=695074849943080114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/695074849943080114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/695074849943080114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-zone-differences.html' title='Time Zone Differences'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1574436643366688315</id><published>2008-10-09T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:53:22.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 3 weeks!</title><content type='html'>Been busy recently. It's all about work, work, work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Hubby get tired of waiting for my phone calls in the evening. By the time I am at home, it's quite close to his midnight or pass midnight. I really missed talking to him. The only time we tried to catch up is over weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing much in Darwin, not to mention shopping. It's too hot (Summer time I guess). He had bought a pair of shades, it's like AUS400 with degree.. wahh.. expensive. Hubby also managed to send some card back home. I received (2). Kinda happy. This trip is like so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came over to my mum's plc late since I finished work at 9 plus. So, she asked me to stay overnight, I said "No clothes lah".. She immediately opened the closet, and tell me, "wear your sis one lah, got this this this and this".. I got the hint, just stay for the night. I want to be less independent on my family since I am now married and got my own house but having the kinship and love is a warmth feeling especially being at home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will be curious, having freedom alone is no good? Well, not if you face the walls of the entire house yourself. Work-home-work.. If you move out, maybe there is still tenant or landlord, but my new place? Myself for weeks. I just hate this feeling.. Still counting down to my business trip, then, return of hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I passed my last paper and project. I am awaiting for grading. I guessed it's likely to be 2nd lower or 3 hons, but I tried my best with work, projects, conference, trips and house renovation, No regret.. I looks forward for graduation in the gown. Got some idea about wearing work uniform with hubby to take some studio pix. See first.. maybe discuss when he is back in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1574436643366688315?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1574436643366688315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1574436643366688315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1574436643366688315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1574436643366688315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/10/almost-3-weeks.html' title='Almost 3 weeks!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6664259357959807274</id><published>2008-10-01T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:19:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya aka Children's Day</title><content type='html'>1 Oct - celebrating 3 occasions: Hari Raya (Not related to me, it's public holiday), Children's Day (I dont celebrate it since 16) and 1st year anniversary working in my current company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hyper me dragged the loneliness of being alone on this p/h. I invited my ex-colleague over for pizza. Well, a bit disappointed with the attendance, but was still happy that some made it. I think I can only learn to clean the house with guests coming. It's tiring doing housework. Hahah.. what lame excuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am at my mum's place for dinner. I love hot soup. Since rounds of food/water poisoning, I am afraid to take raw or semi-raw stuffs. And home-cooked food is still the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking what programs lies for weekend.. I wanted to reborn my hair again but looking at the recent hair loss due to health problem, I hesitated.. Mmm.. Still thinking.. Maybe Msia?? Anyone?? Sigh. I need to inject some interest or hobby in my life!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6664259357959807274?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6664259357959807274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6664259357959807274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6664259357959807274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6664259357959807274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-aka-childrens-day.html' title='Hari Raya aka Children&apos;s Day'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6315229154813250307</id><published>2008-09-28T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:40:37.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakling</title><content type='html'>I am staying at mummy's place tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sick again since Friday. Food poisoning that I was throwing out everything and on runs. Of course, Hubby was so worried and invited my sister over to take care of me. In the end she became sick too. And she is very sure it's the water container. Well, practically I filled boiled water and didnt throw it away which Hub (in Aussie) and my sis accompanying me suspended that's the culprit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we washed and threw away the water and reboiled. It seems to be an amazing recovery. But maybe I am also having the 'loneliness' disease which my sister laughed about. The hyper me just cant stay alone in a house. So, by end of the evening, we packed and headed for mum's home together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 2 months or rather, 1 and half month, I need companion. (so strange but it seems so true), deep in my heart, somehow, I missed hub when I am so sick. Sigh, my heart longs for his return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6315229154813250307?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6315229154813250307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6315229154813250307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6315229154813250307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6315229154813250307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/weakling.html' title='Weakling'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4101352241247323603</id><published>2008-09-25T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:03:42.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby away</title><content type='html'>Today is the 4th day that Hubby left for attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is doing well for those who are concerned. Aussie is currently 2hrs ahead of us and next month onwards, 3hrs ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coping well too. Probably, work had swept my feet off and I tried to let time passed quickly. I kinda of miss him. And yes, the usually me did cried a bit as this time round, departure was not from Changi Airport so I bid farewell at home. Now, counting down day by day. I wish these 2 months pass by quickly. Earlier this week, I confirmed that I will extend my stay in Shanghai during business trip and by the way I return is also time he is coming back to Singapore. So, it kinda double bonus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no mood to blog recently. More updates soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4101352241247323603?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4101352241247323603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4101352241247323603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4101352241247323603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4101352241247323603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/hubby-away.html' title='Hubby away'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1766246011792309524</id><published>2008-09-21T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:40:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickening Week</title><content type='html'>Was down with food poisoning in the mid of the week. It was terrible, my head is spining for days and sleeping for entire day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the dry mee siam. Was heading for movie and decided to 'tabao' dinner from PS. The entire night was a torture. I cant sleep and was rolling. What a difference with mum taking care of me. I cant have home cooked food and it was meaningless to cook for 2 for us. While, tomorrow morning Hubby will be away for 2 months. So I wonder what happens with me alone in this house. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1766246011792309524?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1766246011792309524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1766246011792309524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1766246011792309524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1766246011792309524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/sickening-week.html' title='Sickening Week'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5915716325634353881</id><published>2008-09-13T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:03:54.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMH Visit</title><content type='html'>"To the world, you may be one person. But to one person, you may the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our event our IMH this afternoon. Since last evening, we went over to put up the decoration etc. And I think I got 'hunted' numberous of activities that we had been handling and performing under stress; I even dreamt of the event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was imaging the worst scenerio about IMH patients. Well, the 'country club members' were more well-behaved than our imagination. Nothing scary happened. Instead, they touched our hearts by performing, singing for us. Like "Ming Ming Bai Bai Wo De Xin" etc, we wondered whether the society or other factors like rejection had made them this way, cause they had such innocent hearts. What touches me was while giving out the snacks, this female patient asked whether I had eaten and wants to share food with me. And you think they will snatch everything from your hand, nope, when I gave the mooncakes, another told me 'No thank you cause I already received one in the ward'. They are more or less so pure, shaking hands and saying endless thank-you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so surprised. Like what the seasonal volunteer mentioned, many of us may just go into depression or stress in our lives, it is just the margain that we did manage to pull through and for some, they didnt and for some, they are abandoned by their family or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my header states, to some, we are really their world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5915716325634353881?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5915716325634353881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5915716325634353881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5915716325634353881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5915716325634353881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/imh-visit.html' title='IMH Visit'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4623198464753656984</id><published>2008-09-09T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:00:44.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Therapy</title><content type='html'>I am on course these 2 days. So managed to get off before 6pm and landed myself in town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful feeling releasing from work early and since it is a weekday, I took the opportunity to shop around.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping therapy - I havent been shopping decently for months! Hahha, I really extended and stretched till the last min! But I was still quite budget conscience since house renovation and making payment for my lasik. So I only bought a pair of shoes, some lingeries, a top and a dress. I am still considering buying few pairs of outdoor shorts.. I think I will get it tomorrow since I will be back to same area, at the same time, my 2nd lasik review tomorrow evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still having a bit of blurry effect.. Somehow, my left which used to be quite clear became a bit blurry and the right side is getting better. Well, I supposed it is the 'adjustment' period. Some colleagues and friends did ask whether I had obtained 6/6. FYI, not everyone will have 6/6. Lasik involved risk and it is subjective. I am unsure about myself but I did buy some vitamins just now for eyes improvement. So, the shopping trip came with purpose too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4623198464753656984?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4623198464753656984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4623198464753656984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4623198464753656984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4623198464753656984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/shopping-therapy.html' title='Shopping Therapy'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4943713195341004855</id><published>2008-09-07T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:03:17.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House-warming and no-preggie</title><content type='html'>Had our house-warming yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, we did spring cleaning. Though we just shifted in but lots of rubbish everywhere. Letters, bags etc. On the actual day, I woke up just to buy food and made some desserts, sandwiches which I thought the caterer will not give sufficient. As usual, Hub invited all his colleagues and lost count. Then I got a bit stressed on the no. of turn-ups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in total, I think there are 80 guests, I kinda of lost count stepping in and out of the house topping food. It was like a mini ROM, greeting everyone, show rooms and chat a bit and farewell. By evening time, boy, man! I am tired out. After the last batch left, Hub sent the relatives back and I was left packing the place. Good thing place is small, I managed to wash and clear to the things quickly for an early night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning woke up feeling giddy and nausea.. Well, this went on for a few weeks already. Then there was my colleague telling me that she had her mense for months when she was pregnant. So, I told hubby and we have no idea as my period is irregular. But we went for late breakfast for the first time, bought a pregnancy kit. Went back and test.. Erm... Ah erm... Results: No lah.. I am FAT but not preggie lah.. Must be the side-effect of lasik which adds on giddness, stress and overeating and last, not exercising.. haha.. (Sorry to disappoint you guys and I think you people are more anxious than me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at my mum's place. Hubby will be working on shift. 2 more weeks and Aussie, here he comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4943713195341004855?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4943713195341004855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4943713195341004855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4943713195341004855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4943713195341004855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/house-warming-and-no-preggie.html' title='House-warming and no-preggie'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3655608424884614559</id><published>2008-09-03T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:31:44.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasik Surgery (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>5th day after surgery, my right eye is still blury than the left. Probably the degree is also higher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work on Tues but all the computer focus really makes me giddy and tired. I need a break every 15-30mins. My anxious heart wants me to catch up on work, but my eyes did not permit. Was clocking into 8pm last evening, my colleague gave warning about my eye vessels turning red and I really need to go back to rest. Somehow, clear vision makes me tired at night too.. Lights are too bright, and stressed with work, house warming and hubby's attachment, well, I didn't have a good night rest. I was awake every hour. It used to be the blur blur vision making me sleepy after staring at the wall, but because vision is cleared and I had a hard time convincing myself to sleep. Yawn.. My eye bags out by morning. Rest of the day was eye-drops, eye-drops. I am using the 3rd box currently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I was out for an event preview which landed me home early. Thank God, I was really exhausted at work and really need a break, at least, I downloaded some work and working from home is more of relaxing environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be busy busy busy.. I need a break again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I finally finished my last paper last Friday, the special event was a success, effort didn't go down the drain. Yipee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite sure I may graduate with a 2nd lower or 3rd honours degree. Not to take it to heart, afterall, I am floating with work, personal matters and school for past 1 year. It's never easy! So, I am quite filled with pride that I managed to do it! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3655608424884614559?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3655608424884614559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3655608424884614559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3655608424884614559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3655608424884614559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/09/lasik-surgery-part-2.html' title='Lasik Surgery (Part 2)'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3792325661138200608</id><published>2008-08-31T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:17:33.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasik Surgery</title><content type='html'>Today's 2nd day of lasik surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision got clearer day by day. The left is clearer the right. It's does not mean once surgery, you will get perfect vision instantly. It take around 1month I heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 &lt;br /&gt;report on time. The nurse will ask you to go to the surgery room which is like full of awaiting patients. There will be a form to complete and the nurse will explain the Dos and Donts. Put on the surgery shirt, shoes and cap and waits for another 15mins. Nervous that my feet turned cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in, doct called my name. Lie down like the dentist chair. Secured the head position. Plastic over eye area, then tape eye area, one metal round frame and last, the micro to suck the cornea. Then, blank (I think they cut my cornea). eye drop twice (Stinging effect, then I can see the flip of film of my eye, eyedrops. Focus on red dot which is not clear, took more than 5 seconds,I felt myself day dreaming. Drop eye, cover back my eye film and I can see doc taking a small sponge, clearing, eye drop and release the corea suction and proceed with another eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the doc said "you may get up and sit on the chair in front of the machine which I hesitate wherher I can see (surprise I did, with a bit of blur vision). Examined my eye, and told me everything was good, gave a pat on my shoulder (some relief). I was back to the chair and rest. Then the giddy medication took effect that my eyes could hardly opened. Good thing my sis accompany me as hubby was working. I cant open my eyes and slept when I reached home. Even then, I had a nightmare and dreamt of the surgical procedure. Hahah silly me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awake and got nothing to do, banned from watching tv, using the computer, nothing to do, so boring. awaiting for hubby to bring me home.. Unlike the rest, my eyes did not went very teary. There was a few whose eyes went tearing non-stop making me nervous, Mine was ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think will stop here, the computer focus really make my eyes tired... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 will continue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3792325661138200608?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3792325661138200608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3792325661138200608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3792325661138200608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3792325661138200608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/lasik-surgery.html' title='Lasik Surgery'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8036276536756951406</id><published>2008-08-27T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:54:01.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, exhausted, jaded</title><content type='html'>I am jaded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock is moving non-stop for me, I wish time can move slower now. This week is filled with meetings, loads of emails, follow-up. The special event for company is approaching, endless of communications, changes and updates. After organising for coming to 4months, I will miss all the fun due to the exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper is on Friday afternoon. I am not prepared at all. Been finishing work late. As usual, been locking the door at my department, and feel so zoomie in the morning. (How can I stop drinking coffee&gt; my boaster drink every morning). On coming Fri, exams will be at 4.30pm, ends at 6.30pm and I will hop by for company dinner and help out, end of event, we will tear down and bring to office.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Sat, 1.30pm will be my appointment for Lasik surgery. I am on glasses since this morning. The first evaluation test was okay. It's a like factory q at the clinic. The nurses diluted by iris till it was as big as the pupil; I cant read from far and near, even tough time blinking my eyes. Went through the normal check-up, air blow into my eyes and some red radar that makes my eyes so tired. Of course, also some video on the process of lasik, teaches how to care for eyes and side-effects. Meeting the doc was only less than 5 mins, he is just checking on the thickness of the cornea (mine is normal but right degree went up by 75: left - 625 and right -700). I am so blind. Finally scheduling for surgery was the worst part. The marketer was pushing for package and dates etc. And by accident, I realised I can unreverse the dilution of the iris.. Stupid ah.. Even my colleague who went through the procedure previous dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Time will fly and think will be busy too blog and pray hard when I blog next round, it is with my perfect eyesight! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, confirmation on Hub's Australia attachment: 22 Sept - 18 November.. I know, some guys out there will miss him too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8036276536756951406?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8036276536756951406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8036276536756951406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8036276536756951406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8036276536756951406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired-exhausted-jaded.html' title='Tired, exhausted, jaded'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7565444533563986141</id><published>2008-08-23T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:20:23.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasik &amp; Philips Sales</title><content type='html'>We just came back from the Philips Sales. It's crowded with the rain and wet, wet, wet. This year's is worse off than last year's. Less variety and we are looking forward to buying 2 items - rice cooker and mini fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see any mini fan. We ended up with the HD7454 rice cooker as they dont sell the smaller version. It is kinda big for 2 paxs but with friends or family around will be alright. Heard much about this model for there is the auto function and can make pandan cake etc. Hubby tried; it was okay lor (according to him). Later went to Toa Payoh for late lunch, now feeling very full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am wearing glasses. I will be going for my lasik first evaluation check-up tomorrow. The process is 3hrs. If nothing goes wrong, I can make appointment for the lasik after my exams. Heard a lot of scary stories about unsucessful cases or wrong medication used. Feeling a bit nervous with the schedule though it is just a 1st appointment but look forward to taking off this heavy glasses forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7565444533563986141?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7565444533563986141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7565444533563986141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7565444533563986141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7565444533563986141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/lasik-philips-sales.html' title='Lasik &amp; Philips Sales'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6389743284124548744</id><published>2008-08-21T00:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:21:28.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Preggie</title><content type='html'>Since the announcement of new baby scheme, I had been asked non-stop about having a baby. Well, my answer is as usual - I am not ready&gt; Well, it's of course a reply with: you never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... haven't given a thought end I fully graduated. Some thing I learnt recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVINGS&lt;br /&gt;1) Insurance&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking of buying insurance when you have a child, buy for yourself first. If an endownment policy is 21 years and you bought when the child is 2-3 years, it will mature when she/he is 24. In any case something happened to the parents, money is on hold till maturity, so how is the child going to survive w/o these money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly agreed in buying insurance; I bought mine by giving thoughst of doing forced savings since 18 (the age to buy)and I never regret. Thoughout the years, I bought more for savings, investment, even set aside money for flat in case I stop work in situations so that I will not be left with empty shell. In short, in anything happened, I can pay for my own funeral and set money for my mum, hubby etc.  So maybe it starts early even not having plans for kids. But I admit it's not easy with heavy insured, sometimes you will hesitate about when jobless or out of job and still need to pay for premium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY BONUS&lt;br /&gt;Heard it has been increased to S$4K from 2009. It's worth matching dollar for dollar which many think not necessary but may regret. That can be used for school fees etc. Recently I learnt from 2 colleagues that childcare or pre-school is %$*(^&amp; expensive! The one near my workplace is $750 per month for working mum, wow. scary. And the other colleague was searching for preschool, the fees is around more than 300 bucks. Even PAP is not cheap ok, heard the fees had doubled recently.. My peers are telling me that their neighourhood childcare is $680 per month easily, now she hesitate to send the 2nd child cause they need a maid (total basic expenses around $1,100) easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we better save more and learnt how to take care of expenses before settling for a kid. It's never easy nowadays, no wonder the birth rate had dropped tremendously. Stressed + expenses + time management. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, the baby bonus sure does not entice me and thoughts are not shaken! Even my next block ah mah told Hub and myself - just have one or two is enough, having kids are not like older days anymore, it's not easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no need to tell or nag at me unless you are already in the situation. Honestly, unless you are a parent now, just talk to one and you will understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute these women or rather mums who gave up their job just to make sure that the child had a good foundation and time with the kid! You're really really amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6389743284124548744?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6389743284124548744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6389743284124548744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6389743284124548744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6389743284124548744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-preggie.html' title='Not Preggie'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7095748604480657224</id><published>2008-08-18T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:30:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling for Work and Month of Sept</title><content type='html'>Back at mum's place enjoying dinner - she cooked my favourite dark soya chicken wings with 'dang-gui' (I can only enjoy this dish with my brother is away, he just cant stand the herbs that is added into this dish). Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend is packed with programe unlike previous I was resting and recovering from fever and flu but nevertheless I cant sit still, so I packed my storeroom, and already allocated the products I have at home. Sat will be Philips sales and we are looking forward to buying the 'pink' rice cooker, heard that it's so good even to bake cake.. Hahah.. now must learn to wait, to save more for sales since account is drying. And ComEx over weekend too, still hesitating about the LCD tv and my white ikea console.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided that 1st week of Sept should be the housewarming. Planning beforehand is always there. 2nd weekend is my company's charity day at IMH and I would like to bring Hubby, for charity - the more, the merrier. Please let me know if you are keen, we are just there to sing some songs and talk to the some elderly; they are all very stable and abandoned by family or the society! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd week will be luggage packing day and family day before Hub leave for Australia. He will be there for 2months and we may just meet up for 1 or 2 day before I depart for Shanghai. I wonder whether I will be bored again without hub like last trip but since I have a home now, I can always invite friends or family to pop by ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for last week of Sept is saving for tears.. Currently still unable to confirm date of departure, likely to be Sat..  So, I think weekends on September is going to be very fulfiling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very boh liao.. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7095748604480657224?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7095748604480657224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7095748604480657224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7095748604480657224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7095748604480657224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/traveling-for-work-and-month-of-sept.html' title='Traveling for Work and Month of Sept'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8549500125888353866</id><published>2008-08-14T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:44:44.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu &amp; Zoo</title><content type='html'>Been striked by the flu virus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be the air ventilation, weather is terrible. To make it worse, just as I was sneezing and coughing, running a temperature, I had hives rashes... It's a killer but I managed to go and stay focus at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out at the zoo this afternoon, a preview trip before my special event which I am unable to make it due to my last paper. Still, it was a good trip as I haven't been there since a decade ago. There was some greens, less smell and less rocky, thank God weather was not that hot, I tried to drink more water though my colleagues kept nagging at me to go home and rest. Of course, around 8pm, I cant take it and stopped my emails reading to go back and have a rest... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I will be sleepy now but looked like the ZZzzz monster has not put me to bed but soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8549500125888353866?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8549500125888353866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8549500125888353866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8549500125888353866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8549500125888353866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/flu-zoo.html' title='Flu &amp; Zoo'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7605485734105868000</id><published>2008-08-09T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:38:55.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day - Happy Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>It's Singapore birthday again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I spent the evening alone on a National Day, with Hubby working. So, as I did housework, I ponder on what I want to do - to be simple and contented. I think I MUST learn to be more appreciative and be happy, complain less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed official housewarming will be set in either first or second Sat of Sept. Now looking around for caterer and thinking of date.. Hahha... Cant wait! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my weekend and next week, set to find materials for my last paper on 29 August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7605485734105868000?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7605485734105868000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7605485734105868000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7605485734105868000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7605485734105868000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='National Day - Happy Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4990878263067069858</id><published>2008-08-08T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:12:26.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains, curtains</title><content type='html'>Went back home on the dot this evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the curtain shop sent their workers to install the curtains. One panel did not come. It's the one for the spare room. Some how, I do not like the end results, I prefer lighter colours and I found the colours we picked earlier is too dark. Sigh, what to do.. And a bit angry to find out that the cost includes GST cause it was not started in the invoice - empty. Not that I dont want to pay for this hundred plus but it's ETHICS! Just not happy with this shop, since less one panel I will pay the balance later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at it now, I like my previous open concept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if got cheap curtain maker, I will re-make the curtains again. Well, that's if I got money! My God, the account is running dry. I decided that I must save more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: SAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4990878263067069858?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4990878263067069858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4990878263067069858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4990878263067069858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4990878263067069858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/curtains-curtains.html' title='Curtains, curtains'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7004721905457085842</id><published>2008-08-05T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:01:02.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Level</title><content type='html'>Went for a course which is made compulsory for employees to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The habits are the core principles that I have in life and when I asked the trainer what can I do. He told me to reflect, cause I am not aware of what I want, aim for (which is true) but encouraging thing is to bring my satisfaction level to a higher status. And I can achieve more than others. I pondered whether it is an encouragement for such a low achiever like me or a boaster, but to be honest, I am happy and yes, of course, always on the route to find out ways to improving myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course, I had also received the sms that my last paper is the same day as my special event day that I am hosting for my company (faint!), bad timing, I am going to miss the fun and organising. Afterall, the event is my baby and we have been organising for months! Urrgggh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the workshop, I realised that a lot like to blog on their feelings. Well, we analysed that it is good to pour out over our blogs. But some have issues expressing due to privacy. I personally have no issues, afterall, the transparent self is the rest self. Some debates and my colleagues also decided to start hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow, need to sort out my thoughts, re-organised too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7004721905457085842?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7004721905457085842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7004721905457085842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7004721905457085842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7004721905457085842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-level.html' title='High Level'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-2940778764464127559</id><published>2008-08-03T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:58:29.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Birthday</title><content type='html'>2 Aug 2008 - I hit the BIG 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a day of joy with the first-time I had such a wonderful celebrate with my peers in the afternoon. More like a housewarming thingy with the kids around. I had prepared some play-doo for them and some snacks. It was a bit of hiccups with no plastic cultery but as we made it through. And the most interesting part was candle blowing, I am keen to take photos after birthday song and forgetting the 4 kids awaiting to blow the candle (Kids are kids!!) and they all blown it from a distance and I pushed it nearer to them.. So, they are all so excited and HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, we did an imprompt invitation to hubby's friends. So glad that everyone was available and spent till late night. But we forgotten to tell them about the season parking in our estate. A couple got the 'ticket' from our auntie. Sigh, hope it can be waived off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, woke up late and went for Chinese service. And also invited my best friend to my place. It's really nice feeling of owning the place and having gals' talk etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to host more of this gatherings. Terribly missed it during the last few months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, away for training and Wed, my inbox will be floated with emails.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just enjoy this final part of the evening. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-2940778764464127559?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/2940778764464127559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=2940778764464127559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2940778764464127559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2940778764464127559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-30th-birthday.html' title='Happy 30th Birthday'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5680348089419012575</id><published>2008-07-31T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:35:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Relief!</title><content type='html'>I felt so relief now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many months of hardwork, the final year project had been submitted on Monday. That's 10,000 words.. OMG it's like finding the most research I have done in my entire life! Spending countless weekdays and weekends in school and national library. When I was about to submit my dissertation, realised the grammer has even correct some of my company's name. It's alright, what's done cant be undone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can go shopping, I can hang out with friends, I am do some things I long to do.. But just another paper marks the end of my uni life! Hahah... Feeling extremely lighthearted now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for weekend to come. So much to things to do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I got a Life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5680348089419012575?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5680348089419012575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5680348089419012575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5680348089419012575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5680348089419012575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-relief.html' title='What a Relief!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-379263106092169969</id><published>2008-07-25T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:46:51.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days to go!</title><content type='html'>4 more days to go before dissertation deadline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long tiring way for this final year project. Well, in comparison, my classmates and I always complained that schedule was very tight. But this evening, I heard few batches before us were worse, it completely compact. So, some of our lecturers felt that it is the quality that we have not been putting effort into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be ending the project soon with more things added. My findings and analysis is my weakness, I think I need help. Given 2 days over weekend, I think it may be rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I mean today will be strategy training at hotel for whole day, meaning no time to do the project. I think I am really a very slower mover. Like what Hubby said, he also thinks I have more motivation to work under stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, will see. I look forward to finish off and this final part will part away... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop dreaming and back to reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-379263106092169969?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/379263106092169969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=379263106092169969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/379263106092169969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/379263106092169969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-more-days-to-go.html' title='4 more days to go!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-934170264302682374</id><published>2008-07-20T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:09:40.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New changes @ New place</title><content type='html'>Awaiting for Hub to pick me up from my mum's place. He's finishing work late due to some delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have shifted to the new place. Some changes adapting to new place. No internet access. We are taking time to consider, less distraction and he shifted the old tv over. Makes me feels like watching tv program. One week to final year project, need to work hard. I think work hard on supper. Been eating a lot to burn midnight oil. I gain 3kg! Sigh, I need to workout after my papers. My face is so round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been locking myself in the library, so bored. I wish can go shopping. Missed GSS, but I can go any time after my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rained, I hanged clothes to dry since morning, but I think I have to rewash it when I reach home later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for him, I packed stuffs I bought donkey years ago thinking. Now, I think it may not fit the style of my current 'modern' home concept. ;( I have to stop buying things. We checked the account last night, wow.. $$ is like water, cant see how it run. Well, good, means less supper and less shopping then. Let's save more money for rainy day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, considering whether I should take up another insurance plan. Save $$ for old... hee hee,, thinking too far liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring, I wanna go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-934170264302682374?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/934170264302682374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=934170264302682374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/934170264302682374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/934170264302682374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-changes-new-place.html' title='New changes @ New place'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1667176396126953286</id><published>2008-07-15T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:46:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakes!</title><content type='html'>Been wondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward for my birthday to come! So, I decided to hunt for my own cake! But it seems too attractive! Well, the trend is getting cupcakes and it looks good! Then prima deli has good belgium chocolate cake too but because of incident earlier, not sure if friends can swallow the cake if they know it's from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am shortlisting (2). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bakerzinn&lt;br /&gt;2) Cupcakedivinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman! Complicated mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1667176396126953286?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1667176396126953286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1667176396126953286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1667176396126953286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1667176396126953286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/cakes.html' title='Cakes!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-836105444243071407</id><published>2008-07-13T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:53:18.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd weekend of July 2008</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I had a small accident. I bumped into my glass door in my study room which hub cant control his laughter and always remind me to put it in this blog. I was reading with high focus and kept walking. Hubby sitting at the dinning area awaits for the 'show'. Bad guy, never shout to stop me. It was a loud bang and I was in total shock! Thank God nothing happen to the glass but I was in total daze for a minute or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, I cooked the first meal at the new place - breakfast. I kept telling Hubby I do  not want my first homecooked meal at new place to be miserable. So in the middle of the night, we went to the 24hr NTUC. Spent around 1 hr there as it was Friday and at 1am plus, no crowd. So I cooked 'light breakfast' but first time using the pot to cook was tough with the limited utensils we have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to cold storage and bought a tefal pan that is on promotion and with miscellaneous nonsense, it is more than our budget as usual with ice-cream, snacks etc. This morning, guess what? Hubby made breakfast for me, I think he experienced the oilness of cooking and mopping.. hee, hee.. not easy lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we missed church service. Woke up late. So, I spent the afternoon at school library. Later, we went to Great World. iWannaGoHome is having annual sale. Surprisingly, not a single item purchase from there. But we bought something.. big hole in the pocket again. We went to Lifestorey. We saw a white storage container followed by a small coffee blue table. It's kinda expensive, but attracted by the price with discount, we bought w/o hesitation. In the end, when we brought back to the new place, we realised the coffee table is too small to compliment our sofa and the color is out, sigh!! I dont think we can bring back for exchange, so in the end, it will be left in study room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesson taught is to measure, consider and buy! =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case you want to guess, it's under 'kartell' collection)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-836105444243071407?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/836105444243071407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=836105444243071407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/836105444243071407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/836105444243071407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-weekend-of-july-2008.html' title='2nd weekend of July 2008'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8571285268574995752</id><published>2008-07-08T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:50:36.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being SAF wife</title><content type='html'>Today, for once, I realised the benefit of marrying a civil servant - I got discount on my medical premium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not only that.. I have widen my circle of friends with Hub's colleagues from ATC and their wives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, we will talk about being wives of SAF men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they expecting our house warming. Not sure when is a good time.. My project finish off last Monday of July. And 1 aug is seventh month.. sigh.. meaning it is hard to host house warming for my relatives. Maybe dual, taking my birthday as a celebration point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Hubby is too slow to book the Changi chalet as he missed registrated after SA trip. It's ok. Maybe this will be first celebration at my place! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to be over and to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8571285268574995752?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8571285268574995752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8571285268574995752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8571285268574995752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8571285268574995752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-saf-wife.html' title='Being SAF wife'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8131246439452551477</id><published>2008-07-06T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:03:19.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend is over in less than 2 hrs</title><content type='html'>I wish that weekend is longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my dissertation in school on Friday and also met up with my lecturer. He mentioned that my draft were done badly, needs a lot of revision. Sigh, i also know. No time to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, I spent some time in the school library and also the whole evening at Tampines Ikea. It was so crowded! It's Ikea annual sale which ends end of July. But there are kids everywhere. I started to have some fear facing kids.. They are really handful. And we bought almost one trolley of accessories and items for the house. Surprisely, I was the one controlling, cause I think we overspent on the house renovation and have been buying nonsense which may not come handy at all! So, I told Hub I really wanna buy things we need and that's on sale if possible; if not, we can come back another day when sales is over! The Q was so long.. And to think there is a guy who bought a trolley of toilet brush cleaner! Wonder how effective it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed overnight at new place. Went to the new kopitam for breakfast. It was so expensive!Cause it is really 'Kopitam' for the (2) newly opened and it was crowded - one aircon, another non-aircon. But there is no difference in price.. both ex.. The carrot cake we had for a small place was $3.50. I can get a decent from my mum's place's coffeeshop for $2.50 (a big plate somemore!).  New estate food is expensive.. I think I will take the train out of my place if I really shift in next time, at least the food is cheaper and most of all - yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we tried doing midnight shopping at the 24-hr NTUC, it was crowded too! A man was trying to get a drink and decided not to looking at the long cashier q! Kinda turn into mustafa liao! But of course, convenient of having that NTUC nearby is great! Now, I am considering whether I should sign up for the membership!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i am very pleased with my estate and my nightmare of staying with my IL is ending soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8131246439452551477?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8131246439452551477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8131246439452551477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8131246439452551477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8131246439452551477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-is-over-in-less-than-2-hrs.html' title='Weekend is over in less than 2 hrs'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6477955920691251570</id><published>2008-07-04T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:36:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissertation</title><content type='html'>I am in school library now. Met my classmates, heard that a lot of students under my lecturer has to re-draft their dissertation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. GB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6477955920691251570?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6477955920691251570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6477955920691251570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6477955920691251570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6477955920691251570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/dissertation.html' title='Dissertation'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-2757792831603030191</id><published>2008-07-03T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:45:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No internet access</title><content type='html'>Hubby is waiting for me to go to new place. Somehow, wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to shift to new place but there is no internet access which is tough for me to work on project overnight. Things are all over the place - my IL, my mum and mine. Complicated, that's what my colleagues said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking which service provider is good. Just miss the *Hub promotion for HP laptop. It was snapped within first week of promo I heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Ikea sales is on, wanna visit over weekend. Beside the white shelf, cabinet and some kitchen accessories which I got a couple of year ago, surprisely I have not purchased any thing from there yet. Probably some more accessories. Recently, when we start shifting our junk of purchases (bought way before marriage, image that was at least it started more than 2 years ago!!), things are quite packed in our 90m2 flat. I have questions from few friends and colleagues what to buy for house warming, I think Vouchers? So that I can estimate and hunt for my purchase is a better choice I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Holiday mood. How to get my square hat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-2757792831603030191?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/2757792831603030191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=2757792831603030191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2757792831603030191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2757792831603030191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-internet-access.html' title='No internet access'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6773184534835735458</id><published>2008-07-02T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:22:29.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work/House/Project</title><content type='html'>Some updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New phone - Finally, after hanging on to my 'hello motor' for almost 3 years. Sure is giving way as it ages. It went off couple of times and blank as I smsed. So, my new touch screen phone(Which my colleague typed "I love your new phone"). Phone envy - Samsung F480 which is like a i-phone but mine is lower version but very good. Still trying to learn the functions. But it's well-designed but just with touch screen, I cant sms and walk at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New house - We have a soft shifting in over the weekend. The house is almost done up. Rectification work is almost there and with the doors being scratched, they paint a thin layer of coat. Well, I kept telling Hubby not to be too picky. So, we are really closing one eye for quite a no. of stuff. Now, we need to install window for service bay, curtains for all room which we have decided on textile. We went to OM to order the tv console and coffee, who knows, we got a call; items are out of stock. Well, blessings indeed, we found the measurement was too short. So the search goes on.. Also, study table and with broadband, soon, it should be ok. We just cant resist good buy with GSS and the thought of owning our own place! It's kinda scary looking at the bills nowadays! Even my colleagues told me control! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project -I got to redraft my final year project. It was so 'off' from topic and lecturer was right, I did not put in effort to my project. So, I need more motivation to work hard, the house renovation took my focus away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes - my eyes recovered. I was on contacts since last Thurs but it was watery this morning. Probably new place is dusty too. Sigh, I dont want to wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6773184534835735458?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6773184534835735458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6773184534835735458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6773184534835735458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6773184534835735458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/07/workhouseproject.html' title='Work/House/Project'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5534671612988254713</id><published>2008-06-27T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:27:43.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling for both of us</title><content type='html'>Never think that we will be traveling so much after my change of job and Hubby's transfer of workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to travel 4 times per year which both conferences are in Singapore this year, so it is home sweet home for me. Before I land myself in this job, I always think that traveling is fun even when work get involved and now, I realised it is worse than working in Spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby has been in SA for a month and just now, he just discussed with me that he may away for another a month towards end of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to travel around together at least once or twice per year. This year, we have been no where. Last week, we talk about our holiday plans again. With his attachment and my work travel later, I see that it is 'gone with the wind' again.. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a HOLIDAY! SOb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5534671612988254713?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5534671612988254713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5534671612988254713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5534671612988254713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5534671612988254713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/travelling-for-both-of-us.html' title='Travelling for both of us'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7234605707134286579</id><published>2008-06-25T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:48:13.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jaded"</title><content type='html'>Been tired lately. Have not been working on my final year project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with eye swelling since last week and wore glasses for coming to a week. Last Sunday decided to switch back to contacts and it became watery after half a day. So, back to glasses. This is giving me a headache though I have wearing the older and comforty one. This motivates me to go for lasik after my last paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I went to the new place, the cable installed and toilet accessories done up. Hubby and I talked about the positions of accessories of all except for mirror. Well, what's done is done.. so, we will bear with it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I prefer white dinning set.. The black table and brown chairs 'blown' off the white and simple look, but it can be replaced with white table cloth n maybe custom-made some white chair covers later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just settling small item like these took away my half day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, my Korean colleague talks about Singapore doesn't use simple words like 'Jaded'.. No one guessed it correctly, imagine my colleagues who are all local uni grads thought it is link with jade.. well, you can check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7234605707134286579?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7234605707134286579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7234605707134286579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7234605707134286579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7234605707134286579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/jaded.html' title='&quot;Jaded&quot;'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5909488973700444139</id><published>2008-06-21T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:37:56.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit by Bit</title><content type='html'>We spent the afternoon in search for the toilet accessories. Being Ms 'Simplicty' it kills as I want the design to be plain or simple and Dear needs it to be practical, so the search as usual is long and tedious, worse, out of stock for stuff I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM to look for TV console. Kinda regreted buying stuff earlier. Red Apple having sales on package: $3888 for dinning set, tv console, sofa and coffee table. 2 or 3 items of mine is closed to the package. Hubby as usual, insist that we pay $$ for quality items, an encourager ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tmr, we have the search for more accessories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off our place, the designer changed the padlock w/u our knowledge! Cant get in. We did and check on defects as usual, nothing much except that Hub was disappointed to see more scratches on the door and the wood that was chipped off was on painted by a darker cherry brown!! While he started checking, I told him it's better to take things easy or we will never shift in or things turns for worse when they do rectification work.. sign.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home.. Dinner time! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5909488973700444139?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5909488973700444139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5909488973700444139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5909488973700444139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5909488973700444139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/bit-by-bit.html' title='Bit by Bit'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-579915933291689328</id><published>2008-06-20T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:25:16.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments</title><content type='html'>Today is the handover of the house renovation which was mentioned by our Designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are not surprised, it was not done. The dinning lights were not fixed, heater, tape plus toilet accessories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst, the so called 'well-done' coat of paints is just a coat of colour and some brushes of touch-up which Hubby mentioned that he could do a better job! He was so angry and frustrated that he quarrel with the 'experience' painter uncle and walk out of the house! Surprised? Yah, being Mr Nice Guy, one who hardly went out of control, so you could imagine why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at work when he called me. Well, of course, I had to call my designer back. We had a 20min conversation, it was like 'debt' time, digging all the items out one by one, arguments. In the end, I ended the call with insisting that this is probably not the right time to talk about it and let's have the time to cool down for both parties as I dont see getting any solution out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, meaning, we have to settle the issues, iron out. Hubby is mad for once, dont wish to talk to designer, just want him to handover and maybe get someone else to help us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is strange, when I became more 'easy-going', he did not. Yes, of course, this is our first home, I understand, Hubby just wants a wonderful home of our own..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-579915933291689328?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/579915933291689328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=579915933291689328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/579915933291689328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/579915933291689328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/disappointments.html' title='Disappointments'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1296805537727902482</id><published>2008-06-18T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:09:08.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC Day</title><content type='html'>Was on medical leave this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower eyelid is swelling internally. Went to the doc which she explained that it may my contact lens which I doubt the usage and secondly my eye lashes which got in the eye. I felt it may be the 2nd reason I uses eye make-up often nowaday and my lashes dropped often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be 'Ms Nerdy' for at least 3 days with my glasses and need to go for mini-operation if there is no recovery within this week for the little lump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hub, he felt it's my hectic schedule that I have not rest enuff and improper care about my health. Everytime I am unwell, he will start complaining that I have insufficient rest and spent too much time at work etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medication makes me sleepy.. Zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1296805537727902482?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1296805537727902482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1296805537727902482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1296805537727902482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1296805537727902482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/mc-day.html' title='MC Day'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-280746081768881847</id><published>2008-06-16T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:26:13.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Module and Final Yr Project</title><content type='html'>Today is back to school. Last module to go and one last final year project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates also asked, have the house renovation completed and have I shifted&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard from hubby that the kitchen white solid table top came. He complained about the scratch mark (Unused and one scratch!!). Then my designer told him it's small matter and that they rush to change the panquet that was damaged.. should treat him tea.. I told Hubby should tell 'Yah, wait very long for the change liao'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, more unhappiness had happened but just forget whatever that has happened and look forward. This week my dinning set will come and next Sat, my bed.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to shifting in soon.. the day will come.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-280746081768881847?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/280746081768881847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=280746081768881847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/280746081768881847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/280746081768881847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-module-and-final-yr-project.html' title='Last Module and Final Yr Project'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-2498004616098001721</id><published>2008-06-14T00:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:06:58.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty Renovation Email</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SFKmWjkNnaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wDvW08zy0Rk/s1600-h/13+Jun+Visit+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SFKmWjkNnaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wDvW08zy0Rk/s200/13+Jun+Visit+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211410625255546274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some thing bad days ago; a nasty email to my designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been almost 2 months since the house renovation started and nothing much has progress since Hub left till he returns. Of course, the pestering of relatives and friends to remain me to keep track of renovation work though I felt 'handicapped' w/o him around for a month. A photo of the bad ceiling painting which he told me it's bad job done our HDB main contractor which we doubt cause we did a defect check when we got our keys many months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nasty email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; am writing to you cause I felt very upset about the delay of the renovation. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, when WL went down with the glass contractor, he does admit that the glass in between dinning area and room was installed wrong due to his mistake though we have directly mentioned to him earlier. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think you will have to communicate with your contractors as this is not the first time this happened. It is either dealing with the design, wrong installation or bad quality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we signed up with your company, this is for us to save time in all coordination and work. It has been almost 2 months and this is a simple renovation not involving major overhauling, overlaying etc.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I cannot understand but feel frustrated because of the repeated delay from committing to complete renovation from last month end to mid of this month and eventually close to end June. And we tried to source everything you required, especially the stressful moment when I have to work, cope with assignments and exams when WL is in overseas. I delivered and of course, in return, I expect the least of basic commitment, quality work and deadline.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We will shift into the house in the 4th week this month, June and I trust that everything should be in tact especially the rectification of damages and work. As mentioned in the last email, you can always arrange for WL to meet up with you and go through all the details.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hope you will understand we are not trying to strain the relationship especially we know you through recommendation. But there are too many unsaid mistakes and errors that we have to bear, in the end, in short, we are just like any others who needs a wonderful place to stay and a place which called of our own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you what know? My designer finally started chasing contractors!! The kitchen cabinet except for solid top is done, glass panel got reposition correctly, all lightings up just with these 2 days and we waited for almost weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I declared "I am NOT guilty".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-2498004616098001721?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/2498004616098001721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=2498004616098001721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2498004616098001721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2498004616098001721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/nasty-renovation-email.html' title='Nasty Renovation Email'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SFKmWjkNnaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wDvW08zy0Rk/s72-c/13+Jun+Visit+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7481626089354592611</id><published>2008-06-13T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:28:49.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Hunting</title><content type='html'>Searching online at clubsnap and camera review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I missed my old lost camera. It takes great, clear and wonderful pixs. After I lost it in Bali, I tried many other brands like sony, cannon etc, non like fuji 31d. Sob Sob, even if I want to buy another same model, they dont produced anymore too since it is an old model, though last time I complained about the size and bulky. But when I looked back, great pixs, everyone compliments and ask which model it is etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need spent more $$$ to buy like Cannon E40 etc but again, I need something slim and compact.. How&gt; I need a solution, I think it is called 'wait'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7481626089354592611?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7481626089354592611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7481626089354592611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7481626089354592611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7481626089354592611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/camera-hunting.html' title='Camera Hunting'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-2609142413678967475</id><published>2008-06-08T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:26:54.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Weekend</title><content type='html'>Weekend seems shorter recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, we spend time on house reno revamp and looking for the dinning table set so that we can match it against measurement for dinning lightings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we spend time helping out at friend's wedding, church in the afternoon and hunting for toilet accessories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish there is some public holiday. But next is in August and that doesnt make any difference since Hubby works on that actual day. And sad thing is I want to book one of the SAF changi chalet and invite friends for celebrate since my birthday falls on weekend this year but all had been booked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to think of something special.. Maybe house warming cum birthday celebration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will consider, now packing my messy room! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-2609142413678967475?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/2609142413678967475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=2609142413678967475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2609142413678967475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/2609142413678967475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/tiring-weekend.html' title='Tiring Weekend'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5608595999199227143</id><published>2008-06-03T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:13:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Square One</title><content type='html'>Plans for house moving will be postponed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen cabinets are being removed again, new layout because of the inconveniences that we won't like to have for at least next 5 years. Sent a listing of to-do list. Sigh. I cant understand why some enjoy house moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe month end will be the move-in time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5608595999199227143?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5608595999199227143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5608595999199227143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5608595999199227143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5608595999199227143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to Square One'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3897870964219021115</id><published>2008-05-29T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:00:39.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Back!</title><content type='html'>Woke up early at 5am to fetch Hub from T2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend ruined my secret of thinking I will stay at home and head for work.. Once he reached, Hub sms his friend (HL).. Then replied is HL waiting for me under the void deck. Sigh.. no more secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to go off before 6.30am, head for RED STAR near my workplace for tim sum. No mood, I felt so tired.. Of course, the whole day feeling sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to our new place for checks on carpentry. The workmanship didnt turn out to be expected, quite disappointment. Then a few issues like alignments and design was not practical. Sigh.. what a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back at home, Hubby showed me the presents he bought, he knows me so well! Right type of belt, right size for shirt and pants which is the toughest... just fit, he knows me too well. I've been a lousy wife, I know nothing about him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is unpacking the stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3897870964219021115?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3897870964219021115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3897870964219021115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3897870964219021115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3897870964219021115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-6238169570284374664</id><published>2008-05-27T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:18:01.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's the BEST!</title><content type='html'>Today sets a record of knocking off early at 7pm and coming home for dinner at mum's place around 8pm. Nothing beats home-cooked food, hot soup which I haven't eaten for a long time! Human beings take things for granted. For a period of time, I long to eat outside food and now, always 'tabao' dinner most of the time, I long for home-cooked food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days to Hubby's return. He will be back on Thursday morning, and I will set off for work. He did ask about whether I would take leave to accompany him but I would rather spend time at work and knock off early to spend the evening with him and Fri I can do the same! Current email amount received is tremendous, one hundred plus per day and when I was in previous job, I may only received the same amount in est. 1-2 weeks. Today, boss proposed that I should get a laptop. Well, should I be happy? This means I dont have to work in office till wee hours or be back in office over weekend or to go back on leave to generate reports but again, I will have to do at home and over weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS is on! Look forward for buying more stuff for the new house on weekend. Like bedsheets.. many threadcounts and super soft and... super expensive.. hahah... I am paying ok. My boss mentioned he lost profit marrying his wife, well, my Hub, he makes. at least I never insist that he should pay for my things or giving allowance. Read an article on Sunday Times and successful woman keeps individual account from Hubby.. Maybe I should learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a long week break before starting my thesis, and one more module to go before I finish the whole course (which i cant wait to)! Thereafter, I must reward myself with a holiday and planning to correct my eyes. Yes, the blindness of high-degree (600 per side) and seeing friends succeed in getting almost perfect eyesight and the reduced price over the years. I will do it after my last paper next term!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deal! On ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-6238169570284374664?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/6238169570284374664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=6238169570284374664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6238169570284374664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/6238169570284374664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/mummys-best.html' title='Mummy&apos;s the BEST!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8575713130458576913</id><published>2008-05-25T03:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:36:08.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with Saturday</title><content type='html'>Just reached home.. Haven't been relaxing on Sat and great time to catch up with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up washing and hanging the laundry. Went out to Orchard for lunch with BFF (A new term we used in my company: Best Friend Forever). Weather was super hot, she need to subscript to i-weekly magazine with some freebie throw in. So hot, and the CS guy who served us will be under the tentage or hot sun whole day. I can only said "STAY COOL".. Went for Japan food and bought the amazing milk foam mixer I have looking for. It's available at Taka and I always go to TANGS with out of stock situation. Finally got one!! Now can make cuppacino at home! Wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Great world, window shop and can decide on some items after Hub comes back. Coffee and cheese cakes, proceed to meet another friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some chat and was there for whole evening. She's been depressed for some time and now feeling better.. Now home, I think will sleep till late afternoon tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to be feeling so good on a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Days to his return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8575713130458576913?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8575713130458576913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8575713130458576913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8575713130458576913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8575713130458576913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/down-with-saturday.html' title='Down with Saturday'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3756171408165909775</id><published>2008-05-23T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:46:58.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work!</title><content type='html'>Yepz! 3 projects and 2 papers DOWN! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I jump and rejoice, my thesis supervisor wrote the email to meet up next Sat to inspect the status of our final year project (10,000 words).. OMG, in this course, I have kinda read the most no. of books within my entire life within 9 mths (which is a record, I just hate to read journals, management books etc). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I also realised NL has good collection of designer books for furniture, home spacing allocation. I was at the library  doing my research one afternoon and realised the amazing collection of designer paintings, collections, decoration books etc by chance.. Yes, in the end, I spent 1 hour at the corner reading such stuff.. I am quite into it since my sec school days, while my classmates snooze off during the 4 hrs designing class, I look forward to every single min and secs! Haha.. My current job is a well-balanced of co-ordination and designing which I quite like in a way. I hope I have the opportunity to upgrade myself in using MAC one day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will enjoy this weekend while I still can. Start smsing friends for breakfast, lunch and tea.. Hahah.. Shopping too.. it's been months since I stepped into shopping centre for some decent shopping.. All my office attire has been repeating, so sick of it, plus my shoes too.. cant wait.. Recently, I got some inspiration for DIY items for new house! Need to buy materials and start shopping for decor (one of the places: I Wanna Go Home at Great World). Now, the ID is also pending for Hub's green light to proceed with some final decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down is the return of Hub. Less than 7 days.. HURRYY... His MSN friends been asking me too.. Well, your kaki is coming back soon for makan, jogging, a swim! (He told me he really missed Singapore food and of course, missing me more la...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to his return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3756171408165909775?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3756171408165909775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3756171408165909775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3756171408165909775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3756171408165909775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5813606114521941879</id><published>2008-05-20T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:39:37.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Err Grghh...</title><content type='html'>Feeling vexed. Just cant focus on my exams. Paper is in the afternoon. Weather is hot. I am also not feeling well since last night. I miss Hubby. Just cant sleep the whole night, cant focus and concentrate too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Errr... Grgrghh.. tsk! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOODY! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5813606114521941879?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5813606114521941879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5813606114521941879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5813606114521941879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5813606114521941879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/err-grghh.html' title='Err Grghh...'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1745386796877122923</id><published>2008-05-18T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:33:39.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>It's going to be long weekend with a P/H on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is another paper. So, taking opportunity to relax myself.. Loads of rubbbish to laze myself for the paper. I will make my way to N/L later. Referencing quote: 658 is the place where all materials is found. Hahah.. we are so familiar with the place; the location of books.. My next module lecturer happens to be my thesis lecturer, so no more excuses that we dont have time to meet up with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to new place. Nothing has been done since the paint is up. Someone locked the master room's door by accident, I made a trip just to unlock that door! The handover of the reno supposed to be next week, looks like delay and with Hubby's check, it will difficult to do everything by end of the month. With that, I need to buy a tv console and study table and we may shift in, oh yes, the important curtains.. never know that curtain can be expensive. as we are not getting off the rack (ikea rod does not last with my current experience). We need to set ard 2k for whole house curtains. Store room racks, and with cleaning, I should have my decent home by end June.. Cant wait.. House warming!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality soon. Stop dreaming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(11 days to his return!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1745386796877122923?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1745386796877122923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1745386796877122923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1745386796877122923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1745386796877122923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5732974216689781217</id><published>2008-05-14T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:10:15.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not concentrating</title><content type='html'>Today I took leave to study, yet not focusing. Sigh, so useless.. wasted the whole afternoon.. What happened? Dont ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a bit of reading yet my mind runs. This evening, I packed my things and came back to my IL's place. My student pass needed for tmr paper are in the drawer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby called. I miss him, I am counting daily for his return back to S'pore. I wish he's here. I am sure he will just nag at me for not giving my best! Another 15 days to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5732974216689781217?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5732974216689781217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5732974216689781217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5732974216689781217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5732974216689781217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-concentrating.html' title='Not concentrating'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1726994879662849323</id><published>2008-05-13T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:40:38.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitterness turn Sweetness</title><content type='html'>This is morning, my colleague from another brand was telling me she was in similar situation when she started work in my company. Plans to get married, housing and studying.. But it was bitterness turning sweetness when she looked back cause it was really one toughest situation. She could understand my shoes especially now I am coping alone.. Sigh.. I hope so, it just the wrong timing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after surviving for months, I learnt a lot, more than ever. It's tough I admit, though thoughts of white flag and keeping running though my mind, HOW HOW?? Well, that's woman power I guess.. It seems I never escape from similar situtation. Last time, I co-ordinated my own wedding w/o my closest sister and boyfriend (now hubby). Now, it btw work, house and school alone. So, I wont admit lost!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, out the whole day for Tax free event, back to work at 7plus.. Now, I can relax my mind and focus my mind for exams this Thurs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for tmr:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30am - Wake up&lt;br /&gt;8.00am - Travel to new place&lt;br /&gt;8.30am - Hougang for breakfast, then to shop for change items for new place&lt;br /&gt;10.30 - lighting shop to resolve the errors&lt;br /&gt;11.00am - early lunch and study at IL's place&lt;br /&gt;early evening - dinner with my overseas colleagues&lt;br /&gt;late evening - back to mum's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, all things should be settled.. I need a headstart! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1726994879662849323?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1726994879662849323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1726994879662849323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1726994879662849323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1726994879662849323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/bitterness-turn-sweetness.html' title='Bitterness turn Sweetness'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-438077271496111364</id><published>2008-05-11T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:13:21.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A relaxing weekend</title><content type='html'>For months, this is the first time I got to spend a lazy and decent weekend at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I am hopping in between 3 homes - my own parents, my IL and new place renovation. To be frank, it's totally exhausted with work and home reno plus assignments. I managed to complete 3 assignments within 2-3 weeks, spending the most time reading books, journels which I never done in my entire life! Plus running around buying stuff and co-ordinating the reno checks, which I think my designer has fears to receive 'love' emails from me every time I goes by for a check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is never endless which i agreed. But being labelled as a 'workaholic' I will download stuff home and stayed till midnight to catch up with emails that I have not replied when i am on leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, my Hubby cum my best friend, my supporter being away for the longest since we are together, I admit life is tough w/o love though we call another twice per day. My question is always "can you come back earlier?" an impossible question.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I am so tired but counting down another 18 days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be STRONG, be BRAVE, he's coming back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-438077271496111364?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/438077271496111364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=438077271496111364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/438077271496111364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/438077271496111364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/relaxing-weekend.html' title='A relaxing weekend'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8270529910657551021</id><published>2008-05-08T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:55:52.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not posting Pix of new home</title><content type='html'>The photos of post-renovation of my new place will end here for the time being as I felt there wont be much surprises later.. haha.. So, come for housewarming or it will come once everything is done up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8270529910657551021?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8270529910657551021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8270529910657551021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8270529910657551021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8270529910657551021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-posting-pix-of-new-home.html' title='Not posting Pix of new home'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-7553589482686159516</id><published>2008-05-07T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:21:47.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude Taxi-Driver</title><content type='html'>My encounter with one of the rude taxi drivers this evening while coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustrating part started when I was waiting for the cab. It comes in all direction except for mine :( I looked, waited and walk for 30mins. This is as good as taking bus back to my IL's place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, with this uncle switching some Chinese radio channel at loud volume, I told him the destination and louder it became, just part 1 of story. He refused to take the route I suggest and stick to the one he wants insist there is no jam. He brakes often, dash thru almost turning red light. When slight jam, he overcuts the rest, honks at others and brakes again. Then he told me "Miss, just take the express pay 100 (he meant $1.00) will have no jam).. Well, I did in the first place..At the jam area, he insisted it is a bit and brakes and scold other drivers at loud radio volume, he murmur here and there. Mobile rings, picks up w/o ear piece and continue talking.. OMG.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I took the receipt.Now I got his taxi number. For the 1st time in my life, I am going to write to the taxi provider for a complaint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my bad encounter for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-7553589482686159516?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/7553589482686159516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=7553589482686159516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7553589482686159516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/7553589482686159516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/rude-taxi-driver.html' title='Rude Taxi-Driver'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-1095170352892793002</id><published>2008-05-06T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:07:25.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation Period (1st week of May)</title><content type='html'>Progressing to 3 weekend for house renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I hopped by the place after work. It is the first-time going alone at night.. And first-time having the house lighted. So glad that the lightings are up. Some work rectification to do, wrong position, no dimmer control, some bulbs missing. Only is room 2 that lights are not up. But overall, it's not too bad. Now checking with designer whether some changes can be done. It's first time, I felt a different feeling being a house-owner (Despite my sis's visit last Sun, first sentence after viewing "Huh, so small ah").. Haha I know if you compare my mum to my own.. It's been a world of different. But anyway, I am happy.. More to come and looking forward for finishing soon.. Hee hee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But scary thing is after getting out of the place myself at 9pm. Rows of foreign worker sitting downstairs.. Mmmm.. I need a guy to protect me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some motivation for once..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-1095170352892793002?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/1095170352892793002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=1095170352892793002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1095170352892793002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/1095170352892793002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/renovation-period-1st-week-of-may.html' title='Renovation Period (1st week of May)'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5092867084191330992</id><published>2008-05-04T03:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T03:37:08.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem. 2 (assignment 2)</title><content type='html'>Managed to finish the Ethics project half way, due on Monday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to the pathetic assignment of 4,000 words that I have been working on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Tired. Tmr is going to be BETTER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5092867084191330992?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5092867084191330992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5092867084191330992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5092867084191330992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5092867084191330992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/sem-2-assignment-2.html' title='Sem. 2 (assignment 2)'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-4951900013403793309</id><published>2008-05-03T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:09:06.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy feeling</title><content type='html'>Weather been hot for past a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sleepy disease going through my body. Been sleeping and I have been catching up on my assignments. Tough man, unsure on what to write. I need more research work but time is short. Wrote too much nonsense.. which does not made sense to me too. Haha.. life of a worker and PT student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In SA, weather is freezing, accordingly to Hub, 10 degree.. and his skin is cracking.. We talk over the phone twice per day - morning and midnight. Normally catching up on renovation updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some encouragement, feel so lousy recently. Some motivation to carry on. Sob Sob.. I am lost ;o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-4951900013403793309?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/4951900013403793309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=4951900013403793309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4951900013403793309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/4951900013403793309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/lousy-feeling.html' title='Lousy feeling'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5670315812693864267</id><published>2008-05-01T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:07:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, wow, surprises in store</title><content type='html'>Overslept this morning. Woke up closed to afternoon. It is the only issue I have when staying with my own mum. Seeing that I am tired, she will let me sleep more and ended no time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot hot afternoon, took a direct bus from mum's place to new place (8 bus stops away - hahah, so near!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour paint is up. Cream yellow somehow makes the room warm on a hot afternoon.. Paint for main wall for master room is untouch but it sure looked a bit too pink (not sure if Hub can accept).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some rectified works for the cracks which to hacking of wall and aircon piping. Overall, things are quite alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking toward the train station which 5mins away from new place, realised, Woww.. building NTUC market (Sounds Aunty) but it's so convenient! Wwow.. place is near train station and now NTUC.. haha.. happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to national library.. it was closed! :(  silly, of course, it's labour day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant have the best of both worlds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5670315812693864267?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5670315812693864267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5670315812693864267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5670315812693864267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5670315812693864267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow-wow-surprises-in-store.html' title='Wow, wow, surprises in store'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-5785186586198452723</id><published>2008-04-29T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:37:19.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need more time!</title><content type='html'>Maybe it is good that Hubby is away for attachment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listing my priority daily at work and assignments. But of course, there is hiccups or lost focus at time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick rush for endless projects. One after another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to collect the lights for new house common toilet. So installation has been delayed till next Mon. Need to pop by to take a look at the painting. Heard from designer the first coat of colours has been up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really a wise decision to opt for ID as they did quite a good job co-ordinating on behalf but not sure about quality as it is too early to comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is adjusting to lifestyle in SA. 6 hrs behind us. Air is quite dry. And it is totally opposite of Little India, everyone knows they are foreigners. Taking safe caution as they go out but stay in their 1-star hotel most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda miss him, been Smsing him. Scare that if I am not strong, I talk I will cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 days for his return back to S'pore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-5785186586198452723?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/5785186586198452723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=5785186586198452723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5785186586198452723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/5785186586198452723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-more-time.html' title='I need more time!'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8008638434678635964</id><published>2008-04-27T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:51:32.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger, Elephant, Zebra will take care of him</title><content type='html'>Just sent Darling off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll checking now. Be off in South Africa till May 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His luggage weighed 29.5kg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, fears and tears hold before the entry gates. But still, farewell for the time being. It's his turn to learn more about life experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to hug me tonight... cant write more before my tears drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8008638434678635964?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8008638434678635964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8008638434678635964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8008638434678635964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8008638434678635964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/04/tiger-elephant-zebra-will-take-care-of.html' title='Tiger, Elephant, Zebra will take care of him'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8456877187540236871</id><published>2008-04-26T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:50:12.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food..</title><content type='html'>Hubby thinks like an old man.. His luggage is filled with food. I think medication is more important..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8456877187540236871?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8456877187540236871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8456877187540236871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8456877187540236871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8456877187540236871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/04/food.html' title='Food..'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-8404503125492164517</id><published>2008-04-25T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:17:46.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream House</title><content type='html'>Everyone thought of owning their own place since young. For me, I thought it will princessy to have one with all pink, white.. every guy's nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting married, I thought I want something english or countrystyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I proceed to get my flat, I realised I dont have time to settle all home matters and engage my ID. Now, my home-to-be became modern. Hahah.. ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy home staff is quite chiem. I ended with something I dont want. But learnt a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Compared pricing. Places like gain city always have offers. But if you looked at estate electrical shops, it even cheaper. Example: near ikea Alexander, Goh Ah Bee etc. It's really cheaper by hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do your homework, always ask about recommendation. If you get a good saleman at Denki, Courts, ask them to recommend the best brand at reasonable range. Estate sales at times represents brands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Recommendation counts but looks at the actual products. Though saying is good but you may not be pleased with function, size or design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Give flexibility and time (If it's possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the adv. today. Teka is having sales.. :(   Hubby and designer say I am too quality conscious. Or rather branded.. Hahah.. Quality life mah, it's my 1st home mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end, we are more settled for main installation home items. Our listing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Air-con: Daikin Multi (Not inventer, why? My MIL/FIL works in servicing aircon line, they know more, so for this I trust)&lt;br /&gt;2) Hood: Brandt Chimney (Good at 1000m3/h)&lt;br /&gt;3) Hod: Electrolux (Italy brand, made in Thailand) I heard a lot are made in China&lt;br /&gt;4) Samsung fridge: 3 ticks and white to match our kitchen&lt;br /&gt;5) Washing Machine: Panasonic &lt;br /&gt;6) Cabinet all slow moving closure (Blum: too expensive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend a bomb, thank God that we have a friend give us good discount for buying spart parts like racks etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Hub leave tmr, at least some peace that I may not get too involved in renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I am blogging from home, but not motivation to work on my assignment. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-8404503125492164517?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/8404503125492164517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=8404503125492164517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8404503125492164517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/8404503125492164517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/04/dream-house.html' title='Dream House'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-599987268502372933</id><published>2008-04-22T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:49:38.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Chiem</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking too much lately about life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am loaded with work, school, reno., family but often I give a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I have to opportunity to chat with my female colleagues. A single and a married. I saw old self in the single - unhappiness with myself, uncontented, always comparing. In the married, I see the changes that had happened, conventing my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own life story, everyone learns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon is always rounder on the other side of the world and we always looked at greener pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have we been thankful, grateful? Knows that we have happiness in our hands, yet we complained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another contribution to thought of the day while walking home from train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-599987268502372933?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/599987268502372933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=599987268502372933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/599987268502372933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/599987268502372933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-chiem.html' title='Life Is Chiem'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16541387.post-3893905121842395082</id><published>2008-04-20T14:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:38:50.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation Period (1)</title><content type='html'>A sleepy day - just woke up, missed service this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazing now with my coffee.. that tastes.. Eeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploading some picture of hacked wall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SAriqTKWUrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dvtzfx6kbj4/s1600-h/DSCF5010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SAriqTKWUrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dvtzfx6kbj4/s200/DSCF5010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191210736823980722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One sided of kitchen, thought it would be nice for both but somehow hub and designer insisted one. so odd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SArjITKWUsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oZBKqFQewHU/s1600-h/DSCF5012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SArjITKWUsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oZBKqFQewHU/s200/DSCF5012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191211252220056258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SArkDTKWUtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Q0Zah7VXZXE/s1600-h/DSCF5014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SArkDTKWUtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Q0Zah7VXZXE/s200/DSCF5014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191212265832338130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.E. permits hacking more, till end of floor, a bit strange too. Now, i looked as if there is 2 doors to a room! Anyway, it will be up with glass soon, creating brightness to dinning area)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SArkZjKWUuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/q1wrcUir4uM/s1600-h/DSCF5015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SArkZjKWUuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/q1wrcUir4uM/s200/DSCF5015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191212648084427490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The thing about concealed wiring, the hackers hit the wrong thing. Hopefully do not affect the wiring for the house when lights are up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can cope with renovation solely after Hub leaves for attachment, hopefully, he has a decent home when he returns.. Hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16541387-3893905121842395082?l=summeray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/feeds/3893905121842395082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16541387&amp;postID=3893905121842395082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3893905121842395082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16541387/posts/default/3893905121842395082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summeray.blogspot.com/2008/04/renovation-period-1.html' title='Renovation Period (1)'/><author><name>summeray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07890579702608324266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QW-jq0WYXzM/SAriqTKWUrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dvtzfx6kbj4/s72-c/DSCF5010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
