tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232161060065557242024-02-21T09:26:21.793-08:00- LiFe iS A rOLleR cOaSTer-living life large.. loving life more.. appreciating life everyday..Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.comBlogger108125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-11073643658994818252011-06-16T02:33:00.000-07:002011-06-16T05:45:58.183-07:00Thoughts about Shanghai...After living in Shanghai for almost 4 months now, I find Shanghai pretty fascinating.. There are things that fascinate me in a good way.. and there are some that I just find it shocking in a bad way. One thing that I learnt about China is, Never Underestimate The People Here. Even the late Osama bin Laden also said before (hubby told me about this), 'U can offend any countries in the world, but never offend China'. That shows how powerful China is. And Shanghai, although not the capital of China, is a very powerful and growing rapidly city. So here are my thoughts...<br /><br />- The streets of Shanghai... are mainly filthy. There's human spits, dog/human pee, dog poo and rubbish on almost all the streets in Shanghai, especially housing areas. Sometimes I feel like wanna puke just walking on the streets. The horrible odour... The older generation are mainly the ones incharged of spitting on the streets. Its just their daily habit or perhaps their way of claiming territory.<br /><br />- Online Shopping. My new 'best friend' is called Taobao.com. They have everything under the sky. Use your imagination, use your creativy. U can find the usual clothes/bags/shoes and also food stuff. From olive oil to fresh meat to imported goods to fresh cooked food, vacum packed. Oh, u can even get ADULT-Y stuff like blow up dolls, cos-play costumes etc! All in a relatively cheap price. They even have branded goods from LV bags to Cartier Watches to so called very good quality AA grade immitations. As I said, anything u want, just type and search! And Voila... it will arrive at your doorstep 1-5 days later.. Due to its competitive nature, many sellers will provide 7-days return policy/ free delivery/money back guarantee and other marketing strategies to attract new customers and to maintain current customers. I can say, its pretty safe.<br /><br />- The loudness of the people. Maybe its because of their history backgroud or so. But most of the Chinese here speak REALLY LOUD. This is something I still find fascinating (or maybe more of shocking) and still not understand why on earth they have to scream and shout at each other when they can just talk. Most of the times, when i thought they are fighting, they are actually just friends talking about life. When they speak the Shanghai language, its even worse. Partly because I dont understand 99% of what they are saying, I always feel that they are picking a fight with each other.<br /><br />- The food. Being a chinese, I love chinese food. But most of the local restaurants here, serve very very OILY food. I went and check in the supermarkets, the cooking oils are not that cheap. Still dont understand why everything has to be SO OILY. The Chinese here loves brinjals (eggplant), tomatoes and also potatoes. U can find it ANYWHERE! oh, u can also find unusual meat products in many restaurants here that U wont find it common in other countries like dog meat, rabbit meat and also turtle meat. Most of the restaurants here are not very clean either but its cheap. Not into Chinese food? U can find Western, Malaysian, Vietnamese, Indian, Japanese, Thai food around shopping districts which will cost u alot more than the local restaurants. As long its not China Chinese, it will be expensive.<br /><br />- Traffic lights. The traffic lights here are mainly redundant.. nobody obeys the red or green light.. Motorist, drivers, walkers.. especially walkers.. After staying in Singapore (which police can saman u for disobeying the traffic law) for 2 years.. its really really hard to adjust. The drivers and motorist will HONK till the cow comes home, and the walkers will just walk as they please like they own the streeet.<br /><br />- The price of the houses. Theres alot of apartments/condominiums/flats around Shanghai and the price is just ridiculous. A normal 3 room apartments at the city, can enable u to buy a double story house back in Malaysia. Shanghai is just over-crowded and properties are just high in demand. Our rental for 1-bedroom apartment a month is actually the amount we can pay every month as installments for a house in Malaysia. And of course, i really thing Shanghai-neses are pretty rich people.<br /><br />- The weather. Maybe i'm not used to the 4 seasons yet. But the weather here is really unpredictable. It can be 35 degress celsius yesterday and 20 degrees today. I have to check the weather forecast everyday to ensure that i wear the right clothes. Kindda miss Malaysia's hot n sunny weather.<br /><br />No where is perfect. Every country has its own advantages and disadvantages. China is a very powerful country in terms of the amount of land they have and also the amount of humans they have. If only Shanghai could be slightly cleaner... then i think, i can really enjoy this place. Day and night, when I walk outside, I have to look at the floor to ensure that I wont step on anything disgusting. Just hope I WONT step on fresh dog/cat/human (human least likely, but never say nevery) poo someday...<br /><br />p/s: One more week to the place where I belong.... weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee............. wish i'm not travelling alone though...Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-35695037535156580842011-06-11T02:13:00.000-07:002011-06-11T02:46:50.294-07:00POPCORN makes me happy!<div align="center">Found this in a supermarket near my house.. Microwave popcorn.. Always see people popping corns with microwave in dramas, never really get to try it myself. Was very excited when i saw this.. They have loads of flavours, including the original butter flavour.. Got the chocolate flavour instead.. </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616893103229758290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTLSIQK5AOrt_Zx24RwRxQhN_mU2u_vKUC5JO4breT7p5qnrlXB-AWewMnf9OVJvrDsfGXxm3p4zb98pOWFRsBJV66-omyrCZLTQkeRn4jiw5cr876GmWgfXJAYu7nxFY5m3RZlHFPuw/s320/09.06.2011.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">Its a very small packet...</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616893113042503714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuRvcmVNT7PQSmSnFj8QfLHGPISmHxTYpiAU1Yj0iNuKliIdWVEv9hovQuiz_u0uOHGvjLslwp_E86EJ662Wtqnltk5QtFHLBRYqMXNtTllV2UsX81Lni-A_gTUhYwA5lqCB9z4hZaZQ/s320/09.06.2011-2.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">Remove the inside packet from the packaging, and throw it into the microwave for 3 mins or less.. and then it expanded!</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616893117678725970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEpP1bX9Vdv2h1JS57EbdWl_XyAbSJ6UPb7Pk8-jHsxqpqT45lMkUj1OLja8Gp7kz6JPk0vsTyZvqry5dDshI9DmpdG0R6nakhVWoj-ZVXPdDjKKPbOp1naYw9D1TMIHlBwG2XJvF2sg/s320/09.06.2011-3.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">VOILA... popcorns at home!!!!! =D and its really tasty!</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616893123071891842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFl8d7YN7GvG1BhcEZFbsTQab07kIs1gZb1G5PhNkTH4DkIk5Cjw1Myy4Nb73o3Ek4Wox-AUzGQOugGO6KMtuqAW0_9iu4EPBBK1P-beczPdy0MNcL874c_NAnveYdZ5vjFZZIYLXXNg/s320/IMG_7452.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">Hubby and I finished it in less than 20 mins...will get more to stock up at home!!!<br /></p><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">p/s: Shanghai is fun.. as long u open your eyes to explore it and open your heart to accept it.. but, staying far away from your loved ones is not easy..Missed my grandma's birthday and though i know she wont be reading this... Happy Birthday Granny... sorry that i can't make it to your birthday again... =( the downside of living overseas....</div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-76778999292320154372011-06-05T19:50:00.000-07:002011-06-05T20:18:10.499-07:00Home cook dinner 05.06.2011I'm gonna add a new label for my blog!! My cooking diary. Its meant to record down my cooking experience and see my progress as the time passes. I love cooking, but hates cleaning! Especially our new house here has a very small kitchen.. which kindda frustrates me sometimes. The landlord only provided on electronic stove for us and I always prefer to have at least 2 stoves. Cooking with electronic stove was (and still is) quite a challenge for me as I'm so used to fire stove. The feel is very different.<br /><br />Anyway, i love pasta. I love to cook pasta and i love to eat pasta. Pasta is an easy dish to prepare and u can hardly go wrong. Unlike Chinese dishes that requires alot preparations and fast cooking..Pasta (in my opinion) is much simpler and faster.<br /><br />Dish for the night: Pamela's Pretty Bow Pasta<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvSZM1sAIHa_E_SiD_wS0owJgN7W0wMWgPNi3fqMDMNZJ_qWFKxrXpKmn61rVFm4lyHsoE7pLbA13aCqueH18NRbagNaC8D-DM0f7C-R0CPIlqO2d6p5mLjzXUUuWv2b7QvuhhxBX9w/s1600/IMG_7438.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614936405682269634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvSZM1sAIHa_E_SiD_wS0owJgN7W0wMWgPNi3fqMDMNZJ_qWFKxrXpKmn61rVFm4lyHsoE7pLbA13aCqueH18NRbagNaC8D-DM0f7C-R0CPIlqO2d6p5mLjzXUUuWv2b7QvuhhxBX9w/s320/IMG_7438.JPG" /></a> I love Farfalle pasta.. they are so pretty and it kindda looks like butterflies..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHV46euk1liSOGbyuiTVnyd82S5IoFp6UCFHU3svTbITmKTyMUWfLyi9fErm0pg-Q_HDIV7tiVQPaObab2FTKn9mJ4WsK2Ed1D4dU-22AeSC7znqeVVme6nAMipKd97pJym1g6_CwxQ/s1600/IMG_7439.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614936398379513810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHV46euk1liSOGbyuiTVnyd82S5IoFp6UCFHU3svTbITmKTyMUWfLyi9fErm0pg-Q_HDIV7tiVQPaObab2FTKn9mJ4WsK2Ed1D4dU-22AeSC7znqeVVme6nAMipKd97pJym1g6_CwxQ/s320/IMG_7439.JPG" /></a> After 10 mins..<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWZoAnzdLSneb_KNtYg1kcZqU-AjLnLQ_im8LL7SA9M6n9U8cTUGO4G91KiPfrvMRAluaz4iZLhOxBPWbC2Vxv4yT3LsSEfyDK_asX04yI0XwtcmheZDqpTczrW3TVBN-P-HneqT_lw/s1600/IMG_7442.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614936392462469058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWZoAnzdLSneb_KNtYg1kcZqU-AjLnLQ_im8LL7SA9M6n9U8cTUGO4G91KiPfrvMRAluaz4iZLhOxBPWbC2Vxv4yT3LsSEfyDK_asX04yI0XwtcmheZDqpTczrW3TVBN-P-HneqT_lw/s320/IMG_7442.JPG" /></a> farfalle pasta with pork meat pasta sauce + oregano leaves = Pamela's Pretty Bow Pasta..</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I AM NOT A PREFESSIONAL CHEF.. so whatever that's written here is just my personal opinion and experience, and for personal improvement.. Thank you for reading! =) BON APPETITE!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>p/s: Fried rice with fried honey chicken tonight.. (first attempt to fry chicken, nervous!) Hope it turns out well!</div><br /></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-88692016412493052652011-06-04T21:01:00.001-07:002011-06-05T01:57:07.614-07:00The Yet-again resurrection of PamPamSooIt's been (another)awhile since i last updated my blog.. I've once again resurrected my blog and i'm determined to keep it alive! Since now i'm living in Shanghai with my hubby, and most of the people i care and love are back in Malaysia or NOT in Shanghai, this is a great way to communicate to all of u who actually bothers to read about my life.<br /><br />Since August 2010 to now, June 2011, ALOT has happened in my life. I quit my flying career with SIA, moved back to Malaysia and started planning for my wedding which happened on 25th Dec 2010. Here are some of the pictures that i really love (u might see them in my fb, but i can't help to repost these pictures that meant so much to me), and thanks to <a href="http://ck-san.webs.com/aboutus.html">Ck San Photography </a>who really did a wonderful job following us the whole day and capturing these precious moments!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwKBVIP-ewxr8UQxBNT5QshZbrSq8zbmFriuo34Q7qNo93SzfX2Xh2V4hSkNRodCjDZt33R0q33AIopAFphcNpjq9-UukEwYzGPF7eGl1s8o8XMI2qCCuGnvn-Sewpk4IKrnJ8_CW3Q/s1600/jeremy44.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614646372439898450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlwKBVIP-ewxr8UQxBNT5QshZbrSq8zbmFriuo34Q7qNo93SzfX2Xh2V4hSkNRodCjDZt33R0q33AIopAFphcNpjq9-UukEwYzGPF7eGl1s8o8XMI2qCCuGnvn-Sewpk4IKrnJ8_CW3Q/s320/jeremy44.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>In the morning with my family, waiting for the groom aka my hubby to arrive..</p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAuyFrvci1Ur1_7njrWvX0ciHZ8g3D2l2JCZ5RhlttS0JURukx6-8osLaSuyew-gsedUxsIfZgMvuufWhAnQdFjDgAwAMGhBaM1c1qtg7ZdQkPBmSLN20TgZ9EEvLZDOsUg-bJEIcFUg/s1600/jeremy46.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614646362595463378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAuyFrvci1Ur1_7njrWvX0ciHZ8g3D2l2JCZ5RhlttS0JURukx6-8osLaSuyew-gsedUxsIfZgMvuufWhAnQdFjDgAwAMGhBaM1c1qtg7ZdQkPBmSLN20TgZ9EEvLZDOsUg-bJEIcFUg/s320/jeremy46.jpg" /></a> My 'sisters' with me waiting for the 'brothers and groom' to arrive...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhOd3_p03vFRg_UJTJwah_Q8eWOja3ZY-T9tWlT_0j5C7yDZ4ryR6IeMwX4U-oEXMW4Tir6L7OxMrWgfrTXNXShLXGMrGJspfXBS5WadhovLlJZQYfaHBTBLQX2k_qgYKMD4YNqGrSjw/s1600/jeremy109.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614646358837700242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhOd3_p03vFRg_UJTJwah_Q8eWOja3ZY-T9tWlT_0j5C7yDZ4ryR6IeMwX4U-oEXMW4Tir6L7OxMrWgfrTXNXShLXGMrGJspfXBS5WadhovLlJZQYfaHBTBLQX2k_qgYKMD4YNqGrSjw/s320/jeremy109.jpg" /></a> The moment that melts my heart...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGF0C83hwuj8uKJuSUpwM7bCWA0Q-olFg2apG3u1KLgJXEbGzgDbogP3mzG5HZrsxiaekIPWS0BQCxOfnvothm_WEoX-F26gPhGH1Uf-N7fCRHtwJt3Cg41fos1jZLsWAMMZLdJTScQ/s1600/jeremy190.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614642819381601298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGF0C83hwuj8uKJuSUpwM7bCWA0Q-olFg2apG3u1KLgJXEbGzgDbogP3mzG5HZrsxiaekIPWS0BQCxOfnvothm_WEoX-F26gPhGH1Uf-N7fCRHtwJt3Cg41fos1jZLsWAMMZLdJTScQ/s320/jeremy190.jpg" /></a> A christmas wedding..<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXkK31uAGJfUFE6FDILUwR2Ksjy54IEPuvfEtNzEZCQiIj3mxqBnN1AwV5r4TSMTBVlkBd7wO2CeaSUhun3oQBtke_-oc0t-A6UyC5FchzEHWnyxzz4SGu9fEbFCM5ngNmIxPh7_4ZnA/s1600/jeremy122.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614642808664656914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXkK31uAGJfUFE6FDILUwR2Ksjy54IEPuvfEtNzEZCQiIj3mxqBnN1AwV5r4TSMTBVlkBd7wO2CeaSUhun3oQBtke_-oc0t-A6UyC5FchzEHWnyxzz4SGu9fEbFCM5ngNmIxPh7_4ZnA/s320/jeremy122.jpg" /></a> My 2 awesome good friends that helped me through thick and thin... thanks canna and ivy! i love u both!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrKklYSrdISdPoH_1ucj5PNEm0q_tVGZjt1OuOLsxvW-i-iCb-vndE35SuNTt_yCmMqXYLSsJzOeD-oniQMkXjm3Th6tx4kbeRY1dRYd3mun_D6PeLl_Q7Pw59RQ5MYQq6pdYD1QzIVg/s1600/jeremy170.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614642805993732018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrKklYSrdISdPoH_1ucj5PNEm0q_tVGZjt1OuOLsxvW-i-iCb-vndE35SuNTt_yCmMqXYLSsJzOeD-oniQMkXjm3Th6tx4kbeRY1dRYd3mun_D6PeLl_Q7Pw59RQ5MYQq6pdYD1QzIVg/s320/jeremy170.jpg" /></a> Newly added member to the family...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRSp4V_zI6bNIFnr5QupkKZ12H5p6aIJKNS1xAQt3pMDG209O83145I7xDRv2Yir7pu9zhO8FlKzCNzcr6rZoPZncj_-qPqmgg5XX7HpGpNCtBth1m5AP2_5tr-47VrCg2g2ToacHqQ/s1600/jeremy201.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614629971275418898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQRSp4V_zI6bNIFnr5QupkKZ12H5p6aIJKNS1xAQt3pMDG209O83145I7xDRv2Yir7pu9zhO8FlKzCNzcr6rZoPZncj_-qPqmgg5XX7HpGpNCtBth1m5AP2_5tr-47VrCg2g2ToacHqQ/s320/jeremy201.jpg" /></a> The 'brothers' and 'sisters'.. love the reaction of my friend Carriene in the picture...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJADLDAoGXkNcGsVLrgfMJuWLWkYfm6blAc-GNi4DZxgG0FWUkGFb6OFr80jCT8MK3eJKb2vH6S9XlDRmPW0VvwbLHWY4W_GUiZpM2QtNlywq3ZtfCqc7aXFaGlp8bK7UEkHqXnw7hg/s1600/jeremy203.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614629963738855490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJADLDAoGXkNcGsVLrgfMJuWLWkYfm6blAc-GNi4DZxgG0FWUkGFb6OFr80jCT8MK3eJKb2vH6S9XlDRmPW0VvwbLHWY4W_GUiZpM2QtNlywq3ZtfCqc7aXFaGlp8bK7UEkHqXnw7hg/s320/jeremy203.jpg" /></a> Us with my dad's side of family...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQIUtVi2ctEuz7AKefXPCxPU0R1eEDAsB29RitgzqZC5tydQldSAWmmWP7JopLPH_jjnSLds3Ga8QJmy-5DEi4964Qu-4L2JdYX-o1eBKpnCKBSmQp7jSnXHYM1LDjjIqGUj10fQR4Lw/s1600/jeremy204.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614629960038619106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQIUtVi2ctEuz7AKefXPCxPU0R1eEDAsB29RitgzqZC5tydQldSAWmmWP7JopLPH_jjnSLds3Ga8QJmy-5DEi4964Qu-4L2JdYX-o1eBKpnCKBSmQp7jSnXHYM1LDjjIqGUj10fQR4Lw/s320/jeremy204.jpg" /></a> Us with my mum's side of family... Really appreciate everyone that came to bless us and excited for us..<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaIAInBtLmzUDHp5ZJhhwW_AgHSCLupTJIa2YT-9vq2t-W0kLivDm4YSfSY5cBfbVLRS0wR8E9wLhwDdg7x3FzBETxpjfeigmbRymCYEdooDdR-YyPnTZPRVcq9RsXXOy4nEH0ZsC1Q/s1600/jeremy278.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614624219450627218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaIAInBtLmzUDHp5ZJhhwW_AgHSCLupTJIa2YT-9vq2t-W0kLivDm4YSfSY5cBfbVLRS0wR8E9wLhwDdg7x3FzBETxpjfeigmbRymCYEdooDdR-YyPnTZPRVcq9RsXXOy4nEH0ZsC1Q/s320/jeremy278.jpg" /></a> One of my favourite pictures after we have finished the morning tea ceromony..<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_izYeoB0v74YTM-zwvm8uoSg5I-p8EuUvTgENIKXNOUfAjKCTdEYXhrwFzexhDz4NI-g0DcTFCAVKFRbNg6Ujh_KbkqNrsd5oSPJXemJ6pDm9A3cKPBXxnssjMB_yvmN-iLxTHO3Mw/s1600/jeremy2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614624208930154226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_izYeoB0v74YTM-zwvm8uoSg5I-p8EuUvTgENIKXNOUfAjKCTdEYXhrwFzexhDz4NI-g0DcTFCAVKFRbNg6Ujh_KbkqNrsd5oSPJXemJ6pDm9A3cKPBXxnssjMB_yvmN-iLxTHO3Mw/s320/jeremy2.jpg" /></a> During the wedding ceromony.. went in my dad.. it was a torn feeling.. Happy that i'm getting married to the man i love, sad that daddy has to give me away...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRz_ZMGT-qvLfoVpQXXjKgS2-F0xl71VgEPilYafz2Wv6aZ3o3FqnlRAwnwdqAO2ZmY9exIqbMLHOSisqkJoKnZZheQhWAVn9mgDqHCMZxQmOvMGBUOvxA8FBT9_bjc7wiAQJyFc4gg/s1600/jeremy3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614624206878187858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRz_ZMGT-qvLfoVpQXXjKgS2-F0xl71VgEPilYafz2Wv6aZ3o3FqnlRAwnwdqAO2ZmY9exIqbMLHOSisqkJoKnZZheQhWAVn9mgDqHCMZxQmOvMGBUOvxA8FBT9_bjc7wiAQJyFc4gg/s320/jeremy3.jpg" /></a> Out with my hubby.. after Pastor pronounced us as Husband and wife!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzjb8gDnZKiPiyivNVBfbOxlsAlGhisSGlxri9S3Tj7iC2zO9D-Gqhatd-rTUTV_IfxybiNDL_Y4kK1uC2XP38NNg2ClX5IUg9nfCNED5FQFegLl7WdYPB1OZ8VUy_Fr5HYJtAQt1VZg/s1600/jeremy4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614621044271492386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzjb8gDnZKiPiyivNVBfbOxlsAlGhisSGlxri9S3Tj7iC2zO9D-Gqhatd-rTUTV_IfxybiNDL_Y4kK1uC2XP38NNg2ClX5IUg9nfCNED5FQFegLl7WdYPB1OZ8VUy_Fr5HYJtAQt1VZg/s320/jeremy4.jpg" /></a> Us with the bridal party.. the girls look amazing.. custom made the dresses and not expensive at all!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSy8GN9AKqoqrvt1KzfWlqXrjDGu1pThzxBbOqnblriS1hHktXWKl8TaXErYCn9s6K984y1PQemV0FmFT1rlbX_FaiadZIwBdbRapz4Dn3E1OnVpqe0E8q1aUePC8loI6Q8-1auSQ3vQ/s1600/jeremy382.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614621036255732338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSy8GN9AKqoqrvt1KzfWlqXrjDGu1pThzxBbOqnblriS1hHktXWKl8TaXErYCn9s6K984y1PQemV0FmFT1rlbX_FaiadZIwBdbRapz4Dn3E1OnVpqe0E8q1aUePC8loI6Q8-1auSQ3vQ/s320/jeremy382.jpg" /></a> Us with my college mates that came from Pj and kl area.. (Dont say i never put your picture..)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKdYuqId6Fk5fwqHZy2-zeCdbxnjLdZzFgviA2b7IoNuTZpNz45D7WtCysEB5oKMUQpsbn_DByaeF3iiAo5JAXenHlw9dfSqRNL-FEuS9N4-vtgR-xCpCzE70PhWtU524oC63S2RPLfw/s1600/jeremy406.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614621030048329730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKdYuqId6Fk5fwqHZy2-zeCdbxnjLdZzFgviA2b7IoNuTZpNz45D7WtCysEB5oKMUQpsbn_DByaeF3iiAo5JAXenHlw9dfSqRNL-FEuS9N4-vtgR-xCpCzE70PhWtU524oC63S2RPLfw/s320/jeremy406.jpg" /></a> Us with my ladies...The friendships that I cherished...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvnAIAJH5pJ-BgeD7hNMF11RRUy_ehNmNbOg0jsxukuNDZ_sfUj8tXrxpht6-IOzatFacyJ0195MTzG3C-ZI6MKjgx3Zcsjw9nx_UTiLj7dXqkvbehrlNUIeH5VnTPqcRvO4ZPl6zQQ/s1600/jeremy438.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614617137857960962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvnAIAJH5pJ-BgeD7hNMF11RRUy_ehNmNbOg0jsxukuNDZ_sfUj8tXrxpht6-IOzatFacyJ0195MTzG3C-ZI6MKjgx3Zcsjw9nx_UTiLj7dXqkvbehrlNUIeH5VnTPqcRvO4ZPl6zQQ/s320/jeremy438.jpg" /></a> A big thank you to you guys! oh, the baby is my godson!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_S-PhAjw601CWOipVMB_hzlgl-gpXVbC9BB80hvlQsx6ORAP_n8HDSB7cfuI8udcHyTtntkhYXZcTQgAubAOnfA930t3qwQMN3MP31tVprEeTFHm3QNFgW2SUfFbW1j5Fr_t-FhDpmA/s1600/jeremy446.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614617132982105378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_S-PhAjw601CWOipVMB_hzlgl-gpXVbC9BB80hvlQsx6ORAP_n8HDSB7cfuI8udcHyTtntkhYXZcTQgAubAOnfA930t3qwQMN3MP31tVprEeTFHm3QNFgW2SUfFbW1j5Fr_t-FhDpmA/s320/jeremy446.jpg" /></a> My lovely brides maid... *hugz*<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgLai4yFguR39OUe9rw3jkES3s_OqSHDXspd6LhxRfnWDNYFS7trVqeo6IEVEGOd2XEBqWKHuRKkoSyYaxBAjrznD1k1aTb3PcHixK3zHtGSp6qJW_yq7vMRG9Vy9_86LH7MvjCuLnQ/s1600/jeremy443.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614617120532478786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgLai4yFguR39OUe9rw3jkES3s_OqSHDXspd6LhxRfnWDNYFS7trVqeo6IEVEGOd2XEBqWKHuRKkoSyYaxBAjrznD1k1aTb3PcHixK3zHtGSp6qJW_yq7vMRG9Vy9_86LH7MvjCuLnQ/s320/jeremy443.jpg" /></a> Happy family!!!! my sisters looked stunning!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6G7CIYJAsx3JzNOP-LS7fmh0niYZST2JmtGYMZUMiT5w3jkvIVHh7Cp5xI8F0ubax40FcCpPZJ2tF_3UxCdJ5qbHMvTclKIoEUaF4XHjMA7uXSjkaCbgqQ4xQMaOg_ZApqZQhkkvRLg/s1600/jeremy452.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614586723772479746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6G7CIYJAsx3JzNOP-LS7fmh0niYZST2JmtGYMZUMiT5w3jkvIVHh7Cp5xI8F0ubax40FcCpPZJ2tF_3UxCdJ5qbHMvTclKIoEUaF4XHjMA7uXSjkaCbgqQ4xQMaOg_ZApqZQhkkvRLg/s320/jeremy452.jpg" /></a> My new family... my in-laws.... =)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuUwG5ilw2HU4S3ZlSEMJKgNCty6T4Elxk9Siu_dMG0HafwLPAntmQ9BfhlN4xXsxv3kQhW3Kaw0hNiWJY6PJFf_2wOtveklwU11TnefYfCOKb_freB7GzeoyOXgck9ZUxEyT03Lejw/s1600/jeremy526.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614586712491093042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuUwG5ilw2HU4S3ZlSEMJKgNCty6T4Elxk9Siu_dMG0HafwLPAntmQ9BfhlN4xXsxv3kQhW3Kaw0hNiWJY6PJFf_2wOtveklwU11TnefYfCOKb_freB7GzeoyOXgck9ZUxEyT03Lejw/s320/jeremy526.jpg" /></a> I never really like Va-va-voom gowns, but I love this one! partly because its purple... XP</div><br /><div>There are so many more pictures that i can't stop looking at but unfortunately, unable to post all of them up because its quite a pain to post pictures on blogspot especially when u are in CHINA (china banned blogspot as well! so we have to use VPN to access)..<br />After the best day of my life (so far), I have to start preparing to move up to shanghai to join my husband. It was a bitter sweet time as I have to leave my comfort zone and the people i love for the man i love to disembark on a different kind of life! Shanghai wasn't the city that I ever thought of living, nor starting a newly-married life. But so far, i'm glad I came! <br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614582356617252450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieEcuNCDUZQD-fxog_R2i2TR6NfYBvx_e8b9SHgoyTCLrqWm26p8ondtt6cksEQrpnbBcd2ucvCpgmCcbhs8TtQsu13QuCAO333j7Xt7YLSIiHk8wjM4O0jiCNaZi5UDjF53CpZByffw/s320/IMG_6530.JPG" /></div><br /><div>This picture was taken in my parents' house before I leave for Shanghai.. =(</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614582362916608434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_X_iQbgj1EcC5hqNXK51bcxlev2VxSmPM_iSGgQ1RBnz9SGaZA4ahE4cjqvL35PRUOA4xgrJJzPLMEGnMB53S7yupuzWaHrdKGyLeOvD97Vi214UlZWaQQCRkxSInjABNMe3ugSARDw/s320/IMG_6543.JPG" /></div><br /><div>My sisters and my ex-bridesmaid in the airport waiting to SHOO me away..</div><br /><div>I cried for like half an hour after I say goodbye to everyone in the airport.. Thank god i wasn't alone and hubby was right beside me. The flight was very uncomfortable as the aircraft is really small and it was a full flight.. (we will not wanna take southern china airline again!)</div><br /><div>Starting a new life on a foreign land was quite a challenge for both of us. We have to adjust to one another's different living habits and also the 4 seasons in Shanghai which we never had back in Malaysia/ Singapore. There were ups and downs but we managed to go through it hand-in-hand. Marriage wasn't as scarry as what some people had told me. Marriage is beautiful. Marriage is a life-long learning experience.</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614586707463301538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIQvaKnTxLijodXbM5dHf_SDHTiIydwftZ0UMhfdD1D1tlYF-192IUL875UPcxwqcwfjayjElknCnkeS6lYJcnUGWIUMVUxFvr9Vp07fbxSFBsZASmehAYPiO0IlHB7fqPcoPBlzHuQ/s320/IMG_6683.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Hubby and I while walking on the streets of Shanghai during the after winter days.. Not so much of Spring yet... (i look CACAT in this picture!)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>p/s: More entries to come, promise! 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I reached my hotel after midnight and was so thrilled to see him sitting at the lobby waiting for me.. Just knowing someone u love is waiting for you after work is like candy to a kid.. SWEET! We went to his apartment in the morning as he has too much to do for work and I have a big cargo bag to unpack to his apartment. XP</div><div><br /></div><div>This was what I saw the first thing I step out of the taxi....</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXm36a9oCa_7sTefGLUSEUUdH1z5C0eHaRMZOjmu2170KzkyWp7-Zn9I8ugw92hv-Xs6s8K61hMjqPJgfTn0QnOXx0ZkySyV9V8YiiPMAp829uY_IWgMrkFYus7fS-ayhFGQkxd_0TKg/s1600/IMG_3820.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXm36a9oCa_7sTefGLUSEUUdH1z5C0eHaRMZOjmu2170KzkyWp7-Zn9I8ugw92hv-Xs6s8K61hMjqPJgfTn0QnOXx0ZkySyV9V8YiiPMAp829uY_IWgMrkFYus7fS-ayhFGQkxd_0TKg/s320/IMG_3820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932975821001314" /></a>The apartment is a private area with guards and automated card-scan door.. Pretty ATAS (posh) compared to where I'm staying now in Singapore.. the rental here can cost u more than RMB20,000 a month (about RM 10,000) for a 3 rooms apartment.. And the apartment is not excitingly big at all.. Lets just say its cute and cozy! Of course, all these his company pay la.. we could never afford such high rentals.. We might stay in a wooden house with coconut tree leaves if we were to find our own place on our own expense. <div><br /></div><div>I wasn't really thrilled with Shanghai as I had some bad experience with the busy streets, loud aunties, dirty-spitting-everywhere-uncles, crowded places and much much more when I used to fly there for work. Staying in Singapore for more than 2 years has accustomed me to a clean nice comfortable place and pretty robotic people who just go on with their lives everyday and do not scream and shout at people on the streets. Of course, there's no place like home-Malaysia. Malaysia is not exactly the best place to stay on earth, nor it has the best politic history, but I just love Malaysia for what it is! Especially my small little town- Klang, has the best food on earth! Like seriously ok!!! I've travelled around the world enough to say that confidently! </div><div><br /></div><div>Back to the topic....</div><div><br /></div><div>Went up to his apartment and greeted his housemates aka colleagues, he showed me his humble master-bedroom. It was much smaller than what I expected but it was cozy and fully furnished. The best part about the room is the breath-taking city view:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs2rJPAvm4EfxQ3dAm9Sv_8JC5NxcWifR00OasVUeT7iWwGjRj1HxKOIGJXs-UdKYEr1sNbAfLheC1aI99oXEy8WenueigTKBaeMgZp6dTX45JLVEf6Gwk1U1xZ2OpA6iUM4lY-qRD7g/s1600/IMG_3822.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs2rJPAvm4EfxQ3dAm9Sv_8JC5NxcWifR00OasVUeT7iWwGjRj1HxKOIGJXs-UdKYEr1sNbAfLheC1aI99oXEy8WenueigTKBaeMgZp6dTX45JLVEf6Gwk1U1xZ2OpA6iUM4lY-qRD7g/s320/IMG_3822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932788608260290" /></a>Hubby says the view is so much better at night, and it was true! Managed to peek on the night scene before I left to work back to Singapore!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAD6C-uGcJCRc07Y3RZr-2GswB7xdH0zrI7IXIvdoDNzKQM_ZrUbkGAA2EUqLYzQrsTcUeP26yQcIXAxVufvGHqslQDuirRvjYE_ylpq1J5o-mOqGGBBBVBIGrCi79NEL69oCFn7m8oQ/s1600/IMG_3823.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAD6C-uGcJCRc07Y3RZr-2GswB7xdH0zrI7IXIvdoDNzKQM_ZrUbkGAA2EUqLYzQrsTcUeP26yQcIXAxVufvGHqslQDuirRvjYE_ylpq1J5o-mOqGGBBBVBIGrCi79NEL69oCFn7m8oQ/s320/IMG_3823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932775758994034" /></a>There was a school sports event happening on that day and I can see so many events happening from the room itself. The students shouting 'Jia you! JIa you!' with so much enthusiasm can be heard from where I stood with the windows tightly shut! And I was very high above ground!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVqpugUJLFahkl63M6E8N_NdszY02UFTBff_wfLZnhw3u5GNbycqpVz94TunBRLwP12IJpg_bpvG1DSgUg_H4g4mP4X7P6yv6BOriRu1kPMILuEJsWbD-ieBqwdkQbsMgEwzZ6q5sSw/s1600/IMG_3824.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVqpugUJLFahkl63M6E8N_NdszY02UFTBff_wfLZnhw3u5GNbycqpVz94TunBRLwP12IJpg_bpvG1DSgUg_H4g4mP4X7P6yv6BOriRu1kPMILuEJsWbD-ieBqwdkQbsMgEwzZ6q5sSw/s320/IMG_3824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932767222331794" /></a>This was taken at the living hall... hubby's office is somewhere there... Try spotting it, and u'll get nothing! XP<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhllcQb5EPW5go_F_lL4ZkL8EEu7pUAM13mJUgopMUVV6WdZ8bV4rHaRQr3FGkKVjG0JFv0WbKEFJz6bs7jwTmtKm3KbgXRVIpOlWXsT4Alj1xeccKzwaPvUGMXE_jv6D6tkQPRUgCU5w/s1600/IMG_3825.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhllcQb5EPW5go_F_lL4ZkL8EEu7pUAM13mJUgopMUVV6WdZ8bV4rHaRQr3FGkKVjG0JFv0WbKEFJz6bs7jwTmtKm3KbgXRVIpOlWXsT4Alj1xeccKzwaPvUGMXE_jv6D6tkQPRUgCU5w/s320/IMG_3825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932755510278114" /></a>The chinese (from china that works together with me) stewardess that saw my husband in the hotel lobby when we arrive last night says my hubby is handsome.. I'm proud but dam jealous! And it makes me worry more now... </div><div><br /></div><div>We walked to his office under the super-can-melt-u hot sun which is less than 10 mins walk away from the apartment. The office is still under renovation and his boss has just bought so many furnitures from IKEA. Hubby has to go to the office and open the door to let the workers work on the furnitures.. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBWOUr4Cf_gqrgYWg__L8SKBRUEg7Gmp8L4e2aUGObcY8MZcKdADuNBX54PIl0J-x8Iw-fdxlP8R6QYQwy5mGungwTKa5vHXPAtzLV38g-7DTP2Uo3SsiqMjlY7GaMsNse6CPTJUcfjQ/s1600/IMG_3827.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBWOUr4Cf_gqrgYWg__L8SKBRUEg7Gmp8L4e2aUGObcY8MZcKdADuNBX54PIl0J-x8Iw-fdxlP8R6QYQwy5mGungwTKa5vHXPAtzLV38g-7DTP2Uo3SsiqMjlY7GaMsNse6CPTJUcfjQ/s320/IMG_3827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932749952865234" /></a>The REAL Shanghai is not just about sky scrappers and beautiful scenery.. its about living and blending with the locals.. It was 10 in the morning and you can see the locals out and about doing their daily chores. The streets are not really clean and there are some parts where I want to puke just looking at it but i'm good...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSM1p-vFptaWTzbs4AsLImtDN3rTmKMA5F4rYpxAG4iHYlJ_dy1dV__Oe1QZ3P2_jiScuAJmC2kEXXcffMn-Nc4zXnj6BoxlITC0cPI7di1PhdmGdgJbsu__33G1s8lRNbUXmUgbwsbw/s1600/IMG_3828.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSM1p-vFptaWTzbs4AsLImtDN3rTmKMA5F4rYpxAG4iHYlJ_dy1dV__Oe1QZ3P2_jiScuAJmC2kEXXcffMn-Nc4zXnj6BoxlITC0cPI7di1PhdmGdgJbsu__33G1s8lRNbUXmUgbwsbw/s320/IMG_3828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932204127027762" /></a>Then we went to this tiny little shop which sells beef noodles that can only sit around 10 people at one time. This is one of his favourite shop so far as it is convenient, cheap, easy and 24 hours! Hubby ordered 2 beef noodles and frankly, I like it very much!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZuy9VifTahgD1SkFdTgakNVYzXnkixBtIkhSYQ8u6IYEYn6Lio13ZZPtK3PU1_XuI2fIrobA0S-FFLjshmQwwrsli4H61TFas5Iv5EEWYVEUty-Ftf1IDee3u0D4t-R9PFtzvFCkJQ/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZuy9VifTahgD1SkFdTgakNVYzXnkixBtIkhSYQ8u6IYEYn6Lio13ZZPtK3PU1_XuI2fIrobA0S-FFLjshmQwwrsli4H61TFas5Iv5EEWYVEUty-Ftf1IDee3u0D4t-R9PFtzvFCkJQ/s320/IMG_3829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932198824140242" /></a>The beef is soft and the noodles (La-mien)are freshly made.. The soup is not too salty or too bland.. It was quite nice! The only down part is, the shop is not clean at all! But what do u expect from a small local shop right?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AuIaYe7d3KUImh58x0-VkB1k22bfDq1miZ-eSVLUWMSYK_t7em92_QHDuf5JEvRz1xhWkf53x-5VJf2ckSXQso4qHMIxnbWNr_wxE-cLj8MvOsUI5ol1XJzpHWjbGB3O2NnRdkstCw/s1600/IMG_3830.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AuIaYe7d3KUImh58x0-VkB1k22bfDq1miZ-eSVLUWMSYK_t7em92_QHDuf5JEvRz1xhWkf53x-5VJf2ckSXQso4qHMIxnbWNr_wxE-cLj8MvOsUI5ol1XJzpHWjbGB3O2NnRdkstCw/s320/IMG_3830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932186248458530" /></a>I was so hot that I must have a cold pepsi (no coke)to cool me down. If u know me well enough, u know that I dont take gas drinks often unless its necessary or unavoidable like when I order a meal in Mcdonald.. Pepsi and beef la-mien = AWESOMENESS for breakfast!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3zhaI5RU3v7D8Cq6UH4iBljk-gPsLVA19-00U4625zDb0iPOuJ9XwhA4cddyWLqDLiMBoweMN6oInfFBxwtsL0YEJOa6MhUCK97eV1RorHgRs_Y0DM4KyjwImlifQAk1ZA50iAoTXdA/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3zhaI5RU3v7D8Cq6UH4iBljk-gPsLVA19-00U4625zDb0iPOuJ9XwhA4cddyWLqDLiMBoweMN6oInfFBxwtsL0YEJOa6MhUCK97eV1RorHgRs_Y0DM4KyjwImlifQAk1ZA50iAoTXdA/s320/IMG_3831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932175579943042" /></a>The things in the shop are very affordable.. 1 small bowl of beef la-mien will cost u RMB5 which is less than RM2.5 i think.. very cheap! Next time I wanna try their Egg fried rice with their beef soup... nyam!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8tHXQWftZVBPxO6unm6KjQS0FSZktu7KgNFuti1rrC-GQpToiXjl2uVH_IVbBWjlztwkplIMBJgfW8AZU4t_YFlerZ_YNBlN2H6ZGfpJxze0gx79Spyu2GgA8UIK-pdb9_j-gRvOtg/s1600/IMG_3832.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8tHXQWftZVBPxO6unm6KjQS0FSZktu7KgNFuti1rrC-GQpToiXjl2uVH_IVbBWjlztwkplIMBJgfW8AZU4t_YFlerZ_YNBlN2H6ZGfpJxze0gx79Spyu2GgA8UIK-pdb9_j-gRvOtg/s320/IMG_3832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510932168028214658" /></a>This is a view of the apartment hubby is staying from the street that I will walk alot in the future.. Pretty magnificent.. </div><div> </div><div>Hubby felt bad to neglect me during the day (after breakfast) because he has too much work to do, he brought me to this nice japanese restaurant near his place.. </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiJkafrWBTnp8T6FcgwyibkNSZypP3vZgIQm7Kv-KzN3tC3KmEYXNOTJADApIzZFvgFryGYiiDHoB5CrJqhi6VoIJ9SaFO5_wWtaTAmYFMiONLFKMcLPvGDZPl7rbCu-UdO-Calo_-A/s1600/IMG_3833.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiJkafrWBTnp8T6FcgwyibkNSZypP3vZgIQm7Kv-KzN3tC3KmEYXNOTJADApIzZFvgFryGYiiDHoB5CrJqhi6VoIJ9SaFO5_wWtaTAmYFMiONLFKMcLPvGDZPl7rbCu-UdO-Calo_-A/s320/IMG_3833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930895795291554" /></a>They sell japanese style BBQ meat...very nice also! But not too nice for the pocket...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOLd988kUnDhJamP4dDJLSpVmJRdtzQ7sJppWi4Q8o0jxAlnXz6_w0AJBTfoQEIC22UHoXkuBDvJkUBeYMBZyzk8xcyiqVHGvQxiDdPj85WMr_0EQyQpaAGPC_Z25M5t2LCAthm7u8eg/s1600/IMG_3834.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOLd988kUnDhJamP4dDJLSpVmJRdtzQ7sJppWi4Q8o0jxAlnXz6_w0AJBTfoQEIC22UHoXkuBDvJkUBeYMBZyzk8xcyiqVHGvQxiDdPj85WMr_0EQyQpaAGPC_Z25M5t2LCAthm7u8eg/s320/IMG_3834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930879515314866" /></a>Mr Jeremy Ng very serious reading and studying the menu.. He doesn't really understand most of it coz its either in Japanese or Chinese...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5OqB_rtEfBgGDlLILFPJ7xsn3RhwvtESQfEXHZRe1jgXc582GuAxy4Kta-tqlpRuOAbIx1faK1OViE3QMWPyFsQYhmzBb4QnETF_b8dmVr3kAi-fz7Z2AFVlLRwU841NwaUcmvchQQ/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5OqB_rtEfBgGDlLILFPJ7xsn3RhwvtESQfEXHZRe1jgXc582GuAxy4Kta-tqlpRuOAbIx1faK1OViE3QMWPyFsQYhmzBb4QnETF_b8dmVr3kAi-fz7Z2AFVlLRwU841NwaUcmvchQQ/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930866570521218" /></a>The liquors and japanese wine selection.. too bad I can't indulge in any because I have to work later... But will definitely give it a try in the future if I have the chance! Lol!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfOot40MUcDbqKUoyyieZ75i4HZ-O4qI41Od2bC-s_6N7foY68tN99D1Dhpz5wnn5IxtsEjh22Dr3DfqJ_oGAw2w4PbT7NxaOyqTRbjGMJ86uyUAetwIuMA9kNmmqEtPdmQ0yQ8OPYw/s1600/IMG_3836.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfOot40MUcDbqKUoyyieZ75i4HZ-O4qI41Od2bC-s_6N7foY68tN99D1Dhpz5wnn5IxtsEjh22Dr3DfqJ_oGAw2w4PbT7NxaOyqTRbjGMJ86uyUAetwIuMA9kNmmqEtPdmQ0yQ8OPYw/s320/IMG_3836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930850555399106" /></a>I ordered Oolong tea and he ordered some Japanese Grapefruit drink with 3.5% of alcohol.. Its really refreshing and nice!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QtOtoIlrtFN6s-dB77pJvNl3arT3sP1qfh-g14M2nC71l4c-VTa3jtaMYw2di1dlEVp60BW0KZTdi9bYcUZGj8awZmQaoqXZpeF5zug7WeZK06EL0cPoM1BISmOJgFZxd3dxhqugWg/s1600/IMG_3837.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QtOtoIlrtFN6s-dB77pJvNl3arT3sP1qfh-g14M2nC71l4c-VTa3jtaMYw2di1dlEVp60BW0KZTdi9bYcUZGj8awZmQaoqXZpeF5zug7WeZK06EL0cPoM1BISmOJgFZxd3dxhqugWg/s320/IMG_3837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930845376577618" /></a>I was confused.. this looks very like KIMCHI (suppose to originate from Korea) and I thought this is a japanese restaurant? But the bean sprout and cucumber was really good!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBPPNWRWMxww6LN9o5KlXVG6S7UbGDyl7iqIbtpwnQk7DaRGMPo-dZWkbyhwz9p5mFKPvsbz3A8D4SJl-4MxebGomQbALhmBW5f2PbIZQbxcXT16_fZTwMPKW62O0UWlRG7zcYIb-aOg/s1600/IMG_3838.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBPPNWRWMxww6LN9o5KlXVG6S7UbGDyl7iqIbtpwnQk7DaRGMPo-dZWkbyhwz9p5mFKPvsbz3A8D4SJl-4MxebGomQbALhmBW5f2PbIZQbxcXT16_fZTwMPKW62O0UWlRG7zcYIb-aOg/s320/IMG_3838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930178433623458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">the hungry Me!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb_wSo8cSD4kwrQFM8K2FJCnEx8Z9MCEd91xNouagrTSYggp7C5PXZUcHazatiHxwHkFl1N_IwrUU-nWPDV_R4UH7bJK9BMHgWkMlEsPjnrd9-2KmZcHHc3ocJBHJMCNI2L6z5txYYBg/s1600/IMG_3840.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb_wSo8cSD4kwrQFM8K2FJCnEx8Z9MCEd91xNouagrTSYggp7C5PXZUcHazatiHxwHkFl1N_IwrUU-nWPDV_R4UH7bJK9BMHgWkMlEsPjnrd9-2KmZcHHc3ocJBHJMCNI2L6z5txYYBg/s320/IMG_3840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930175584151618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">the tired jeremy!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjVfZ8uVDqTpnvx12-JtQcFhjrQ7S0xrfMApWpWihwA3af2p4F5SCsBDvGeKJBPuj4OkEEdu1le_XP6b_xmmTznKkQRn0XcUrz4xzTzYInwZDx6nXFATVZuKMhJAL1135ez_KetdzqTQ/s1600/IMG_3841.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjVfZ8uVDqTpnvx12-JtQcFhjrQ7S0xrfMApWpWihwA3af2p4F5SCsBDvGeKJBPuj4OkEEdu1le_XP6b_xmmTznKkQRn0XcUrz4xzTzYInwZDx6nXFATVZuKMhJAL1135ez_KetdzqTQ/s320/IMG_3841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930167260581730" /></a>We were suppose to cook the meats by ourselves but in the end the waitress helped us.. Maybe we were too slow.. hahahaha.. but everything was really good and both of us were really bloated after the meal! They gave us a mint chewing gum after hubby settled the bill.. This will never happen in Singapore (coz chewing gum is illegal here)... hahahahaha<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJY54myHE4cNHavBMmqRtG7EmosMn-QbilW6-A3Z-byLsV4E8TVbE_2sXoZtIMm8cjT9fR9-c3SRk3t9r-SqnEu5EAWrwEU_U7ztS_QKDlDfjrHq69Sec3l8hMvELvJpx53ZYAx4D8-w/s1600/IMG_3843.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJY54myHE4cNHavBMmqRtG7EmosMn-QbilW6-A3Z-byLsV4E8TVbE_2sXoZtIMm8cjT9fR9-c3SRk3t9r-SqnEu5EAWrwEU_U7ztS_QKDlDfjrHq69Sec3l8hMvELvJpx53ZYAx4D8-w/s320/IMG_3843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930154928157218" /></a>Before we say goodbye to each other.. Both has chewing gum inside our mouth!</div><div><br /></div><div>To be frank, this one day trip in REAL Shanghai hasn't gave me the IT factor for me to fall in love with other than the fact that my hubby is there.. But so far so good.. Many people told me that Shanghai is really happening and I dont need to worry about not being able to get anything I want there.. I can custom make my clothes there with a very cheap price.. I can get a massage just below the apartment or for a spa! There's so many shopping complexes in Shanghai to keep me entertained and the locals are not as bad as what I used to encounter. I look forward for my next LONG trip there to really stay and live there.. Who would ever thought that PAMELA SOO will be migrating to Shanghai soon? hahahaha.. from malaysia to singapore and soon to shanghai.. only God knows where I'm heading next!</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: Since I will be quitting my job soon, heres a picture of me in the uniform.. Its really iconic ok! I will definitely miss flying and the places it can bring me to.. but i know I have a better future with someone I love in a foreign land..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkw7pmVkSOPxZ7SusiIkssnxvb13yYVodovJI4R8cvyszOU6UbNjwQRT1o8EenrSvHRutAu8ulT7AKGwFIhW3dxg7IIcqTt8JF6xNia_uakQ0ljdc4htPRo7zzfCkCoNFUJiFKACtodA/s1600/IMG_3848.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkw7pmVkSOPxZ7SusiIkssnxvb13yYVodovJI4R8cvyszOU6UbNjwQRT1o8EenrSvHRutAu8ulT7AKGwFIhW3dxg7IIcqTt8JF6xNia_uakQ0ljdc4htPRo7zzfCkCoNFUJiFKACtodA/s320/IMG_3848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510930147227723890" /></a>Adios!</div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-76571608962043014442010-08-28T06:33:00.001-07:002010-08-28T06:59:59.695-07:00My last saturday in singapore...<div>It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning in Singapore and as usual.. I was lazy and couldn't bother to get my ass out of the house. Then only I realise that today is going to be the last saturday I have in Singapore before I pack everything and go back HOME for good! I know I'm gonna miss Singapore.. the cleanliness, the safety, the convenience of public transport... Therefore, I decided to head out to Vivo City, the so called biggest shopping mall in this small little island. </div><div><br /></div><div>I used to love coming down to this shopping mall because they have most of the major brands that I fancy. But as time pass, the crowd just getting bigger and bigger, especially weekends like today. It was insane! The moment I come out from the MRT (the train system), I dare not stop and stare, or else I will be one of the stampede victims. </div><div><br /></div><div>There were so much frustrations I encoutered today:</div><div>1. Every shop is filled with people.. You wanna try something, you got to Q up for the changing rooms.. You wanna pay for something, you got to Q up for the cashier as well! You wanna go wee wee, you got to Q up for the restrooms as well! </div><div>2. Just getting a place in Starbucks/Gloria Jeans/Ben & Jerrys or any cafes is impossible too. Place is filled with family or couples.. I was abit self concious to go in alone and just sit there and relax.. I would do that if it was a weekday...or i'm not alone..</div><div>3. The things that caught my attention were mostly MADE IN CHINA! So, no point for me to buy coz I will be living in China soon enough.. why pay more right? (control control.. self control is important.. save for the wedding!!!)</div><div><br /></div><div>But I encountered this new shop that wasn't there the last time I went to Vivo. It's very interesting and attracted many customers.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifcmbNzM3qO16G5dLt7b1rI-ARj_5KgqIh6NaqE5ZiyAn18NYCrn8v9jPV2oZ8Sph4VhpQX6qahV2h71nv_ioIrD_PEpnP2w4MujlD30DflhM9hTJ5PhAorLQApNAiViLqJhxn9x9A0g/s1600/IMG_3860.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifcmbNzM3qO16G5dLt7b1rI-ARj_5KgqIh6NaqE5ZiyAn18NYCrn8v9jPV2oZ8Sph4VhpQX6qahV2h71nv_ioIrD_PEpnP2w4MujlD30DflhM9hTJ5PhAorLQApNAiViLqJhxn9x9A0g/s320/IMG_3860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510454366320444994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">the FRUIT PARADISE CAFE.. originated from Tokyo..</div><div style="text-align: center;">One thing i noticed, Singaporeans love anything from Japan.. ANYTHING!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrbJ1wCUcz0B3E181QIEHScNNd11Cp0_3vuFix2VNt8VRQuZKFY8IiRWaAso9sZqLwrwSRGucm3CPIPSxihwgRy7UqesCnpqhIDLRSiRchIS3OK54xxQFhQLjHHqnbUC8gtCWc8n6GA/s1600/IMG_3861.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcrbJ1wCUcz0B3E181QIEHScNNd11Cp0_3vuFix2VNt8VRQuZKFY8IiRWaAso9sZqLwrwSRGucm3CPIPSxihwgRy7UqesCnpqhIDLRSiRchIS3OK54xxQFhQLjHHqnbUC8gtCWc8n6GA/s320/IMG_3861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510454357530491458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The shop basically sells fresh fruit tarts like the picture above.. It looks so yummy but the price is not that yummy to the pocket though..</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyj_5yHzwIMe7jKpllRDBjJwAjofSzfEY9_cZbzM6vhiG3dyrZPOuZj-TbBaKcyZbvfmPGShoUZj_x3hGWh-mhod9y60XRkJYUzzaZV_L1k0ohh_7uKoeb4MmUAMxiT4wSzYE6G9LIvw/s1600/IMG_3862.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyj_5yHzwIMe7jKpllRDBjJwAjofSzfEY9_cZbzM6vhiG3dyrZPOuZj-TbBaKcyZbvfmPGShoUZj_x3hGWh-mhod9y60XRkJYUzzaZV_L1k0ohh_7uKoeb4MmUAMxiT4wSzYE6G9LIvw/s320/IMG_3862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510454343389809346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ756BMUbMLIryIm4LHLV889KsN3t-FwXDWIHiYLIYsUVvfvf9y-FcET7mmQ16BAgJAhT9qWwfeEpAfGNsKc2JNwrbxES6Wgh0gQD8fnzkCL1k_N_J4CxCTt6sQ6Zt9FS8EjB90JHNsg/s1600/IMG_3863.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ756BMUbMLIryIm4LHLV889KsN3t-FwXDWIHiYLIYsUVvfvf9y-FcET7mmQ16BAgJAhT9qWwfeEpAfGNsKc2JNwrbxES6Wgh0gQD8fnzkCL1k_N_J4CxCTt6sQ6Zt9FS8EjB90JHNsg/s320/IMG_3863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510454334951945506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc5VAaK5aZ_Uf3v9OuYr3DMzjoVBLIhg_TMXZRcO9kS0M-OzS6RRi0fLO5HJ0nR6IKQZMqU0oZbC8xFtffXkg2Ox5N_dAHnxhxXwyR87uhzlSxc12A1R8oyxXQz29UO2DevDXeLGs4qA/s1600/IMG_3864.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc5VAaK5aZ_Uf3v9OuYr3DMzjoVBLIhg_TMXZRcO9kS0M-OzS6RRi0fLO5HJ0nR6IKQZMqU0oZbC8xFtffXkg2Ox5N_dAHnxhxXwyR87uhzlSxc12A1R8oyxXQz29UO2DevDXeLGs4qA/s320/IMG_3864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510453898843377074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGpwsyKxI0WDovMG95qXhUzOP4gUUqfRxAJpvVuztAliMPChpBt3Yx-morxGN-6j2w89EL4Bttlkz0ZSNLQLXJ3bXFn2yijp7UHpqgE_mFl-BmY3J_Q3issQXVCzJo07CCi87OXlbKA/s1600/IMG_3865.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGpwsyKxI0WDovMG95qXhUzOP4gUUqfRxAJpvVuztAliMPChpBt3Yx-morxGN-6j2w89EL4Bttlkz0ZSNLQLXJ3bXFn2yijp7UHpqgE_mFl-BmY3J_Q3issQXVCzJo07CCi87OXlbKA/s320/IMG_3865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510453891298763330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It was havoc in the cafe but I managed to take away 3 different slices of their tarts for myself and my housemates. It was really good but abit too pricey for my liking. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcHR6UkqG75SsWfB49JXgP-npaRcG66HGCCSQ5JzhAxCeIUBScVXz1G6PYMbH5lNCTVSH9FxlEx3_PdfTUgjNoYS6QAO7TAoGxugMY2xCK33yPQYKWuu6CZV3koPO5RqqByXt2u99pMg/s320/IMG_3868.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510453868051024210" /><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway, its just a once in a while thing.. So it was ok.. hopefully I can find this in Malaysia or Shanghai to satisfy my sweet tooth once in a blue moon.. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Overall, my last saturday in Singapore was quite a pleasant one. Managed to get some nice necklace for myself and my sisters and some affordable tops. If given the choice, I wouldn't wanna go out on weekends in Singapore ever again.. Its just too scarry!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Side track: Pepsi has this huge campaign/advertisement at the MRT station and I think its really interesting...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2V3Dc9geZ-H7Zl_QxV0tYgNAz_Qz3EXWJmWTf2NPJ7DfyPeH6dz6oF0LOlqn8VszRqqkJ4fFmQCWsowRGRUMEjqjwCTWrfrE2ZklC7Ln1a4Z9BXRc3n5AUxCzBd_UxV0wV70e3123sA/s1600/IMG_3866.JPG"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2V3Dc9geZ-H7Zl_QxV0tYgNAz_Qz3EXWJmWTf2NPJ7DfyPeH6dz6oF0LOlqn8VszRqqkJ4fFmQCWsowRGRUMEjqjwCTWrfrE2ZklC7Ln1a4Z9BXRc3n5AUxCzBd_UxV0wV70e3123sA/s1600/IMG_3866.JPG"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2V3Dc9geZ-H7Zl_QxV0tYgNAz_Qz3EXWJmWTf2NPJ7DfyPeH6dz6oF0LOlqn8VszRqqkJ4fFmQCWsowRGRUMEjqjwCTWrfrE2ZklC7Ln1a4Z9BXRc3n5AUxCzBd_UxV0wV70e3123sA/s320/IMG_3866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510453883127154370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GUrBvdWATTSt6VMFo7qLwRVc2T-aMctHzab9otX-x58EFzL5TNHl_ewtwKptFIguVoa7s8Q9yQ7dlHnggXsLOn7IpILN5Bz2jhryVU6f0GfsYykTYrOGbDDX1Xx9m4UfzshZJiMXkg/s1600/IMG_3867.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GUrBvdWATTSt6VMFo7qLwRVc2T-aMctHzab9otX-x58EFzL5TNHl_ewtwKptFIguVoa7s8Q9yQ7dlHnggXsLOn7IpILN5Bz2jhryVU6f0GfsYykTYrOGbDDX1Xx9m4UfzshZJiMXkg/s320/IMG_3867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510453874240870210" /></a>p/s: So far, I have a big box of magazines, 1 box of my new unused facial and body products, 2 big boxes of winter clothes and dresses/skirts.. And i still got ALOT that I havent touch yet.. How on earth am i going to bring back EVERYTHING back to MALAYSIA la???????????????<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-38573587141511623112010-08-27T04:35:00.000-07:002010-08-27T05:41:30.929-07:00My last 2nd flight- Sin to Shanghai!Dear Diary,<div><br /></div><div>After more than 1 week of haunting the office, they finally activated me for a shanghai flight! I was so happy and i was known as the Shanghai husband stewardess coz I call them almost every day to ask for a Shanghai flight... hahahaha... Talking about things u can do for love... </div><div><br /></div><div>From Sin- Shanghai was a really smooth flight and the crew were great! Best part was, after a long and tiring flight, hubby was waiting for me at the hotel lobby when I reach there... It feels so good to have someone waiting for u after flights.. it really does boost up your motivation and everything.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Will talk more about shanghai on my next post as I would love to put on some pictures to COLOUR-fied my dull black blog... XP</div><div><br /></div><div>The main point is, my luck couldn't get any worse yesterday night and this morning.. Everything went so well when I was with hubby till after dinner part.. Both of us were having a discussion till we sort of lost track of time and went down to the street to get a taxi for me later than what we have planned.. It was a peak hour and it was so darn hard to get a taxi... After few minutes of waiting beside the street, it started to rain!! Really heavilly!! Not just cats and dogs, i think its more like cows and bulls! It was so heavy that we have to run to the bus stand opposite the road for shelter. Hubby stood beside the street for so long just to get a taxi for me. Some empty taxis just went by, ignoring desperate people like us waving our hands like crazy! This will not happen in Singapore.... Sienz!</div><div><br /></div><div>After what it seems like years, hubby finally got a taxi for me to go back to hotel to prepare for my flight back to singapore.. phew.. i was 15 minutes late than what I have planned.. I told the taxi uncle that I need to get back to the hotel that I was staying in chinese, and uncle told me he doesn't know where the hotel is!!! Its a 5 star hotel!!! How can u not know????? Panic and freezing, i search my bag for the hotel card and I couldn't find it! I'm not exactly great in handling stressful situation..Then when i finally found it, uncle said he doesn't understand english.. ARGH!!! Then I managed to point to him the address which was written in chinese, then uncle only 'oh.. ok ok..', I told uncle, pls get me there FAST!</div><div><br /></div><div>Load of traffic lights, loads of cars! And of all time, we were stuck behind a van in the middle of the road which can't move when the light turns green! With so many cars at the left right behind, uncle had a hard time moving to the other lane.. the time ticks away...</div><div><br /></div><div>After more than 20 minutes.. i finally reach the hotel.. I ran to the lift and slot in my hotel key and pressed '4', but it doesn't light up! shit.. the key doesn't work at this time!!!!! The lift moved to 3rd floor and I saw a man in the hotel uniform, I asked him to help me but he doesn't even know we have to slot in our key to get to the floor we stay!! ARGH!!! I went back to the lift, wanting to go down to the lobby to get a new key, but the lift moved to 4th floor where some china men were waiting.. I ran to my room, tried to open the door with the key, but it doesn't work! I found a man with the hotel's engineering uniform and asked him for help... He doesn't gave much help either. In the end, i ran down to the lobby to get a new one.. I was 45 minutes late than what I have planned...</div><div><br /></div><div>But, I managed to shower, wash hair, make up and get ready in 45 minutes! I managed to go down early to check out from the hotel to work back to singapore! It was really a crazy night for me! At that time, it was still raining and there were thunders and lightnings.. I was wishing and hoping silently that weather is so bad that we might not be able to take off and i can stay in shanghai for another night.. hahahaahahah</div><div><br /></div><div>My wish did came true, but not the whole thing.. seems like my wish n hope wasn't powerful enough (darn it!).. Due to the bad weather, all the aircrafts weren't able to take off and our flight was delayed for 3 hours!!! We have to board the not-so-happy passenger because, if not, we will not be in the Q to take off.. Most of the passengers were tired and cranky because it was a midnight flight and we crew were tired as well.. It was suppose to be a 4 hour and 40 minutes flight, turn out to be almost 8 hours! It was insane!</div><div><br /></div><div>But, i'm glad its over! And i'm back in Singapore safe and sound.. I'm happy that i finally can have a sneak preview of my hubby's life in Shanghai too.. The best comfort was to see him in good health and doing fine there.. I reach back my room in Singapore at 9 this morning.. I slept the whole morning and afternoon away and I'm going to have another sleepless night again! God, pls help me! </div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: Shanghai shanghai.. I can't believe i'm going to move to shanghai next year! I never imagine myself moving out of malaysia when i was young... let alone, singapore and soon, shanghai.. its insane... pressure pressure....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-82453503997562399872010-08-23T06:01:00.001-07:002010-08-23T06:19:40.080-07:00What happened in the plane doesn't stay in the plane.. (anymore)I was taking drink orders in business class to serve to the passengers after we take off... It was a Singapore to Bombay flight...<div><br /></div><div>'Good evening again sir, I'm taking the drink orders now and what would you like to have? We have a selection of cocktails, wine, juices and also soft drinks.' I asked with a very genuine smile..</div><div><br /></div><div>'I dont want alcohol drinks, what do you have?' The indian uncle looked at me...</div><div> </div><div>'That would be juices, soft drinks and a selection of teas if you want. We also have perrier...' I answered, still with a genuine smile...</div><div><br /></div><div>'What juice u have?' Uncle asked again...</div><div><br /></div><div>(I wanted to tell him, 'Uncle, look at the menu la.. we give u menu for a reason! its for your reference and to answer your questions'. But, of course, I didn't say that)</div><div><br /></div><div>Professionally, I smiled again, 'Sir, we have four types of juices, orange, apple, tomato and pineapple, which would you prefer then?'</div><div><br /></div><div>Uncle ask me again, 'which one is fresh?'</div><div><br /></div><div>'Sir, our orange and apple juices are from tetra packs, and our tomato and pineapple juices are served from cans.' My smile slightly weaker now...</div><div><br /></div><div>'Do you have carrot juice?' </div><div><br /></div><div>'I'm sorry sir, we do not have carrot juice on board.' (didn't I just told you what juices we have?)</div><div><br /></div><div>'What about grapefruit juice?' </div><div><br /></div><div>I nearly wanted to smack his head with the order board at that time, but, of course, I didn't do that.. that would be so unprofessional...</div><div><br /></div><div>I gave him a weak smile, 'Sir, I'm really sorry but we do not have grapefruit juice either, as I mentioned, we only have orange, apple, tomato and pineapple juice.'</div><div><br /></div><div>'What kind of airline is this? You dont have anything!' Uncle mumbled...</div><div><br /></div><div>'Sir, i'm sorry about that, but i'll definitely highlight to the company about your comment. May I get you something else?'</div><div><br /></div><div>'Get me a tomato juice!' Uncle said frustrated-ly... </div><div><br /></div><div>'I will definitely get you that after the take off sir. Thank you!'</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: Packing the stuff that i've accumulated after 2 years in singapore is not easy task man! Where did all the things come from???? *faints*</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-11987449385106298742010-08-17T13:45:00.000-07:002010-08-17T14:09:50.428-07:00I wanna keep this blog alive!!Ok, so here's the thing..<div><br /></div><div>I intend to keep this blog alive, I dont intend to delete it!</div><div>My life REaLLy has been like a roller coaster since my last update!</div><div>And I think my life is getting more interesting that I just got to write it down and laugh reading it when I'm old and ugly... (wait, i can still be old but awesome!)</div><div><br /></div><div>So, today is wednesday.. I submitted my resignation letter on monday.. my last day as a cabin crew would be on 31st of august which is a tuesday.. oh, it is also gonna be Malaysia's independence day! Merdeka to my homeland and myself!</div><div>I got engaged to the love of my life on July 24th after he proposed on June 26th in his house after nasi lemak breakfast when we were watching ANACONDA.. yes.. the movie ANACONDA starring Jennifer Lopez.. not the kind of setting I imagined but who cares right? So happen, it was the day where my 1st ever god-son, Ethan Axel Tan was born! </div><div><br /></div><div>My soon-to-be husband(which i've been calling my hubby) has moved to Shanghai for his career advancement last week and I have to migrate to Shanghai as well to be with him (and shoo away all the pretty Chinese butterflies that might be interested in him) next year after Chinese New Year. I'm so proud of his achievement but I'm scared myself.. what on earth am I gonna do after I move there? will i be able to have my own career there? Or should I just brush up my MahJong skills and win the money of the rich tai-tais over there? Although I know he will never complain about me being jobless, but deep down, I fear that I will be a HUGE burden to him.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, my next month schedule will be even more interesting:</div><div>1-4th sept-CLEAR MY SINGAPORE MESSY ROOM! and move back to my little hometown </div><div>4-20th -choose gowns for bridal shoot, pick my hubby up from airport, bridal shoot, food tasting for our wedding dinner, catch up with too many of my lost touch friends since I moved to sin, unpack my stuff, make it look nice and tidy so that mummy wont nag, clean my hubby's room and loads loads more...</div><div>20-23rd - KL-Sin</div><div>23-30th - Sin- Pudong, Shanghai to visit my hubby and beautify our soon to be home as it looks like a bachelor pad now (through SKYPE la!)</div><div>1-4th oct- Last few days in Sin, pack and bid farewell to the place I have lived for more than 2 years... </div><div><br /></div><div>So now, is my life interesting or what?</div><div><br /></div><div>p/s: I can't wait to try on more of the beautiful wedding gowns awaiting for me!!! I'll be bringing mummy, my 2 angelic sisters with me to give me all the thumbs up and downs... too bad hubby will still be stuck in Shanghai.. </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-18595210900587980422010-04-04T07:11:00.001-07:002010-04-04T07:15:04.988-07:00bag bag bag...<div align="center">I AM SO IN LOVE WITH MY NEW MICHAEL KORS BAG I BOUGHT FROM HOUSTON'S PREMIUM FACTORY OUTLET.. WEEEE......................</div><br />P/S: can't wait to go back singapore tomorrow coz i get to see my darling!!! weeee.......Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-41699084467577625152010-04-02T20:21:00.000-07:002010-04-02T20:35:10.260-07:00Intersting facts..Some interesting facts of USA which i managed to compile during my stay here in Houston...<br /><br />They are having the Miss Teen Houston and Miss Houston pageant at the grand ballroom of Hilton Hotel where I'm staying.. Seriously, alot of them looked like plastic!<br /><br />The biggest shopping mall in Houston is called The Galleria, which happens to be walking distance from where I'm staying now.. Imagine the temptation I have to go through for 2 nights!!!<br /><br />The people here are much friendlier than those from San Francisco.. Dont even talk about those in New York..<br /><br />APPLE is launching the iPad tomorrow morning on 3rd april 2010 and I am not going to Q up for it.. I'm one of the rare human species that doesn't have any APPLE products till now.. Not even their mp3 players.. XP<br /><br />Must go to the factory outlets in States for really good bargains on American brands.. I shop till i drop this afternoon.. although what they offered there might be from last season, but who cares?<br /><br />Ok, thats all for now.. I did say SOME interesting facts.. Not MANY interesting facts... Good night for now.. time to hit the bed and fly to Moscow tomorrow afternoon.. can't wait to go back Singapore on monday!!!<br /><br />p/s: Gosh, i'm so confused with the days and the dates whenever I have really long flights like this pattern... Singapore- Moscow- Houston- Moscow- SingaporePam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-43330308562400157312010-04-02T05:10:00.000-07:002010-04-02T05:33:48.635-07:00the resurraction of blog..Time flies and before u know it.. U have abandoned your blog (filled with spidey webs) for that long a time! Its crazy..<br /><br />Its good friday today and I'm stuck in Houston, texas.. Its so laid back here, everything seems to be on a slow pace compared to to Japan, Singapore or even San Francisco. The land they have is so abundant, their roads are so wide and my hotel room is so big (yet empty). And I missed their annual Rodeo carnival just by one day! ARGH!!<br /><br />Flying life has been pretty good for me. I felt blessed to be 'awarded' with reasonable rosters every month compared to most of the seniors above me that claims to always get 'shitty flights' (pardon my 'french') every time I ask 'So, how's yr roster eh?'. Many may look at my high-flying career as something really cool.. But, trust me, its not fun once u get your hand on it. Just like cheesecake! No matter how awesome sinfully rich and tasty a cheesecake is, u just can't have it everyday coz eventually u will get sick of it and will rush to the toilet to puke just by the sight of it after 3 days of cheesecakes.<br /><br />Oh, dont get me wrong people (if there are still living beings reading my blog, that is).. I ain't complaining here.. the money we (cabin crew) earn is pretty good (especially if i convert back to RM.. DROOLS..) and the hotel we stay is usually 5-stars related but there's always a down side in everything we do or have.. Even LOVE. This is the moment where i'm totally homesick and lovesick and buddy-sick. The loneliness we feel sometimes facing the big hotel room generously given by our company is beyond bearable. I'm not sure about other airlines but for my company, we have this system that we will usually be rostered to fly with different people on every of our flights. Call yourself lucky if you are rostered to fly with your friend. So, look at my 'happy pictures' i posted on FB (its short for facebook, where have u been alien?)whenever i travel around the world, the 'happiness' is short lived and most times, I can't remember the names of the people on the pictures after 2-3 months if they are not under my FB so called 'friends' list.<br /><br />It is always this time where insecurity will struck me....not so much of my family because I know better than anyone, my family will NEVER abandon me no matter what and we usually try our best to stay connected and close-knitted. Its always about my long distant relationship with my one and only workaholic boyfriend (BF). Ok, my malaysia-singapore (and around the world) whirlwind romance is not as bad as some malaysia-UK romance but it is bad enough for me already. So, in order to not let myself think so much, I shall go to the nearest factory outlet here later to give myself a big massive shopping therapy treat.. muahahahaha...<br /><br />shall update my prized possesions if I feel like it... (and if i can get anything)<br /><br />p/s: Feel good to be able 'pen' down my thoughts here again.. i hope I will be consistent...Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-7809509595623704152009-12-12T03:16:00.000-08:002009-12-12T03:17:34.085-08:00how simple life can be..My blog is always abandoned by me because sometimes, i really dont know what to talk about.. anyways, got this email few times from many different people and I thought this is something really good to share to u guys with.. Whether u have received this forwarded email before, just run through it.. its a good reminder on how simple life can be...<br /><br />Health:<br /><br />1. Drink plenty of water.<br />2. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner<br /> like a beggar.<br />3. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less<br /> food that is manufactured in plants.<br />4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.<br />5. Make time for prayer.<br />6. Play more games.<br />7. Read more books than you did in 2008.<br />8. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.<br />9 Sleep for 7 hours.<br />10. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.<br /><br /><br />Personality:<br /><br />11. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what<br /> their journey is all about.<br />12. Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control.<br /> Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.<br />13. Don't over do. Keep your limits.<br />14. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.<br />15. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.<br />16. Dream more while you are awake.<br />17. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.<br />18. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/her<br /> mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.<br />19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate<br /> others.<br />20. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.<br />21. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.<br />22. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems <br /> are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like <br /> algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.<br />23. Smile and laugh more.<br />24. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. <br /><br /><br />Society:<br /><br />25. Call your family often.<br />26. Each day give something good to others.<br />27. Forgive everyone for everything.<br />28. Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.<br />29. Try to make at least three people smile each day.<br />30. What other people think of you is none of your business.<br />31. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your<br /> family and friends will. Stay in touch.<br /><br />Life:<br /><br />32. Do the right thing!<br />33. Always speak the truth even if it leads to your death.<br />34. GOD heals everything.<br />35. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.<br />36. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.<br />37. The best is yet to come.<br />38. When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it.<br />39. Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.<br /><br /><br />p/s: can't wait for my early christmas and birthday celebration with my family and darling next week.. hopefully everyone can make it..Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-87697699093013185442009-10-31T00:33:00.001-07:002009-10-31T00:51:19.861-07:00100th post!!!HAHAA.. Finally.. I hit my 100th post.. Took me soooooooooooo long.... and my sister-jessica has already hit her 300th.. Anyway.. its not really important..<br /><br />I just came back from a supposedly 5-days Taipei trip with my mum (the last day is not considered coz we have to leave our hotel at 5am!!!).. It was a blast and we shopped so much till my mum has to pay for over-weight baggage surcharge to go back to malaysia from singapore..<br /><br />I'm so tired physically because I havent really had a proper rest since last week.. My schedule was jam packed!!! Its insane when I look at my schedule...<br /><br />My laundry is piling up.. I wish theres a maid or someone that can help me to do it instead of me, myself and I.. XP<br /><br />I will be flying to Auckland, New Zealand tomorrow.. anyone wants some awesome-ly good honey? Service charge will be billed on you if u order.. Warning: the Manuka honey is not really cheap as well...<br /><br />I miss my family and friends back in Malaysia so much.. sometimes i wonder what on earth i'm doing here alone in singapore.. I miss my dad's lame jokes, I miss my mum's cooking and our heart-to-heart talks, i miss jessica's horse-like laughter and Amanda's witti-ness.. I miss my best friend sau kin, and my other 2 kaki- Yong hong and Hui Fung.. I miss Church so much.. all those crazy wackos like Wuan Chin, Sherene Cheong, GG, Stephanie, Hermann and the other Counter strike kaki that will bully me endlessly when we play that game.. Yet, I still enjoyed it.. I miss Su lin, wah jiang and Robin too.. hardly get to meet my ex-college mates ever since I left Help Uni College.. And somany other important people that if i were to list all of them down, this blog will be dam long and lame.. So many people I have to meet, yet so little time.. I wish I have 48 hours a day sometimes...<br /><br /><div align="center">Most of all.. I miss u, jeremy.. I need you.. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">Tomorrow will be a new month.. NOVEMBER is still a jam-packed month for me.. But thank god for a wonderful roster that I get to fly to places I haven't been and the essential rest period so that I can travel back HOME... There's no place like home.. How nice if I can work and earn Singapore currency in Malaysia.. hahahaha.. *day dreaming*</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">p/s: time to unpack, then pack again.. </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-2268248855650374802009-09-30T22:57:00.000-07:002009-10-01T00:19:40.997-07:00updates...<div align="center">Some of my 'faithful' readers have been complaining that I'm not updating my blog frequent enough.. I'm so sorry as I'm just pure lazy.. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Looking at the date on my last update, I can't believe time can fly so fast..And today is already 1st of october!! Its so scarry.. and freaky.. Some of my friends are getting married and have already married.. Congratulations to Mr and Mrs Hadrion loh (canna tan) and so sorry for MIA-ing on your big day.. its so hard to change flight with other stewardess as they are always asking for some kind of 'reward'.. Also, congratulations to Mr and Mrs Lawrence Kwang (Agnes yong) as well.. Sorry again, that I'll be missing out on your big day too.. Gosh, sometimes i love my job, sometimes I really hate my job.. i hate my job when i have to miss out on big events like weddings or birthdays when I"m stuck in either singapore or somewhere around the world.. But, there is something that I love about my job.. that is to travel around the world and meet up with one of my closest friend..</div><br /><div align="center">Grace Gan (GG) went to london 2 weeks ago to further her studies.. and i was called up last minute by my company to do a flight to london few days back.. I was so excited and all i can think about is to meet GG.. miss her loads.. I got her London number from her darling- Jeffrey and straight away sms her.. SO happen, she will be in london too on the weekends!!! (she's 1 hour away from the heart of london)</div><br /><div align="center">After quite a number of sms after I touch down, we finally found each other in Primark, Oxford street. Primark is very very famous in UK as it is the CHEAPEST clothing store you can find in UK. 1 normal blouse can cost around 3 pounds or slightly more only.. It is very very cheap! We were so excited to see each other there and we hugged each other immediately after we spotted each other.. </div><br /><div align="center">Then, I brought GG to the hotel that I'm assigned by my company to stay..<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387512877838226834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_JRNO7Polw3rJDg4RByHwdL2GP5ibxwzDetz3rx2yg6x1Rd4IVZlDVAcKyxZirmQRtyFUn5lwnMlDRfivMAeiIp3ALBj0yFKVI_PoTqDaE58pbNORRSWLRupWxmFBZcHEARdJ9jSHYQ/s320/IMG_0528.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">This is taken at the train station.. it was really crowded.. </p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387512869511825426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8KV4-XvILgvGFrSKIAShkI_5BkQzoQUDADW6cMB_ElIFvgjG8_N3OzZF0DdBOUtEOllAP7wTMExxDwL3EAsomKyEExT4FXS2usRBLQ_AxWVuvJ3hyphenhyphena_vGrtmvded_YFmD6WlGEsW6MA/s320/IMG_0536.jpg" border="0" />In the train with our shopping bags.. woohoo..</div><br /><div align="center">When we reached my hotel room, due to extreme tired-ness and walking, GG filled the bath tub with hot water and we soaked our poor tired legs in it and had a heart-to-heart girly talk.. I really miss those crazy times we had back then when both of us are still in malaysia, together with the other crazy chicks..</div><br /><div align="center">The next day, we went around the heart of london for some sight see. Due to very limited budget, we decided to take the train and explore ourselves instead of paying 24 pounds for the hop-on-hop-off sight see tour bus package.. And we never regret!!! (although we walked ALOT) and all I paid was 5.60 pounds for the all day pass (can be used for all public bus and trains) and GG paid even lesser coz she has the Oyster pass (which is something like our touch and go card).</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiza6REzPuJb3vNFb6QBg98vHCxAFG8PbcJVkfWKqY9inHfTYiqjSXr5d3KacOwles0uv7wFfGjnN3Ii_HJTS1jkEg-gQ8MGfbnB_E0sayOTdWMW5Ub0jCgmIbT2fQSrDUDntsmJHvBtQ/s1600-h/IMG_0630.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387513954043371282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiza6REzPuJb3vNFb6QBg98vHCxAFG8PbcJVkfWKqY9inHfTYiqjSXr5d3KacOwles0uv7wFfGjnN3Ii_HJTS1jkEg-gQ8MGfbnB_E0sayOTdWMW5Ub0jCgmIbT2fQSrDUDntsmJHvBtQ/s320/IMG_0630.jpg" border="0" /></a> with the famous London clock tower- BIg BEN<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZr-8ToxrDa6d6XvN6zXOR413Z94jIHUtoxNMRu2_Yyc1xLOBnVKv590rTI7uVBWW_0m3cBYVy8dcyLB5qT6vmTYLpcv-dVsy3puBBNmIzb_unASBSRtMKrBSvu2Dz0OghGkBLye9sg/s1600-h/IMG_0636.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387513964192012594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZr-8ToxrDa6d6XvN6zXOR413Z94jIHUtoxNMRu2_Yyc1xLOBnVKv590rTI7uVBWW_0m3cBYVy8dcyLB5qT6vmTYLpcv-dVsy3puBBNmIzb_unASBSRtMKrBSvu2Dz0OghGkBLye9sg/s320/IMG_0636.jpg" border="0" /></a>London eye.. which we never ride coz its too expensive..<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387512848216942370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3QOgt8tJlvzxdPV0WXFFuROAEhzFKRm7CzRzg3RY6kwEOsGBx05OIvcQFyAgMmBRMqIkMaNg_N70c74r-dzkSpx60yG2RZSvY4dcBa2FlKKUWDWQ5YhfiXjLSWD8ottE27cmCmIUCtg/s320/IMG_0579.jpg" border="0" />In front of Buckingham palace.. we missed the change of guards..<br /><br />The whole trip was fun filled and crazy... but at the end of the day, we have to say goodbyes and go back to reality. I really admire those people that can survive in coutries like UK or USA as the things there are so much more expensive compared to Malaysia or even Singapore. There are more pictures uploaded in my facebook, if u r interested..<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387512864153858530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcOtikX7E8JOqo0f1gy1tArtuaY5Kg6CNMCVJAqOh_0pNLnk_KHutyv3IMIa2VEUp1JDAOoeSNk1u5hDLPQfuaXQNoMKjNp3y45YZtP87CpKfPNeb-aGhuqFpOFOtLGQv6ydmJmfOuwg/s320/IMG_0545.jpg" border="0" />Me and teddy in my hotel room.. Teddy is the representative of someone.. *cheeky smile*<br /><br />The week before that, i was back in malaysia for my once-in-a-month-at-least homesick therapy holiday.. It was amanda's birthday and we had our dinner in Dragon-I and then watched some very boring movie called G-force.. It was about this bunch of guinea pigs who are trained to be like real CIA agents.. quite ridiculous and predictable.. Nearly slept in the cinema but can't deny the fact that the guinea pigs are quite cute..<br /><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387521878806985970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioHKCWdWOUZkdbUNXh9OM-FkCYw0sxOyggLu6OiEMQ19Twf4C2tkxDikcRso2n8vxTkLkUNaLvVigVjeqrCjEi5w3ojOTnCTaPyHx8JAtRXFJwF0h6BtzXOhJhyFsO3uLNeOToX8RYPw/s320/IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" />Dad and mum, we realised that, dad can't smile whenever we ask him to pose for cameras..<br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH0pY516mrJuxTcDXTFlR-YjbY1EuqwwY3r7bEMoKAWdQPIYzZbljOstN944brH8IUfMq_ySu31hyphenhyphenG_kkBemh30v9wZjvMh7TB1LMc7PJ7cQWdDfYu2aRLbDELY9a1mptMnBDRBP2vWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0463.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387509719459263122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH0pY516mrJuxTcDXTFlR-YjbY1EuqwwY3r7bEMoKAWdQPIYzZbljOstN944brH8IUfMq_ySu31hyphenhyphenG_kkBemh30v9wZjvMh7TB1LMc7PJ7cQWdDfYu2aRLbDELY9a1mptMnBDRBP2vWQ/s320/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" /></a>The SOO sisters.. bad photographer.. ahem.. my mum.. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387509728461985778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3KyytMoYYAZAChxnYJ-oZn3u2vHZGS_BEtgHlwrQFuqhgTyo8wgVy0IHFn2v1jApsOITIQSh73kfhXvviVv2cOWdhcPQ3n1TbdHI5nNhg0l6Z4NShACA7jEVN9ASMdTz4VfxxtyYLDw/s320/IMG_0465.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>On the last day of my trip, I managed to meet up with my best friend who just came back from CHINA after 2 months (ya, she survived!!) and my buddies from secondary school. Hui Fung brought along her darling togehter with their new lover-some cool DSLR camera and he helped us to take some really nice pics.. Here are my favourites..</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387512888890831714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTcVCPlCO62faqPrBxlTlT5ZWw7ZZWAuPsRP6VQcjcbiSgbTUmXTIwgE2_y6bnpZG7nhr8l3uVTlT-CytJg6efD1-mSLO10tINMqXf9dOlTsYG9w8o8GgHQpsQWPqpOCwA3V6S62dXmA/s320/kimgary.bmp" border="0" /></div><div>We had our lunch at Kim Gary..</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387509703378201106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrp30xBbTHH-MpwLbSAsic6cU5RkjBAcjGoj4su-AwhgcNzHh4KcBbWPPc-tKJelVDViu6SlUvsCvOXhmJAVfpGXx5YTbtPc7Fet07X9Z-I8dsUrQvNAoVUJpKWC661M3xf4pQvfRc7g/s320/foodcourt3.bmp" border="0" /> and then we 'lepak' at the food court and take more pics.. </div><div></div><div>can't wait for another hang out girls!<br /><br />Oh, one thing i hate about my job is that, I'm going to miss mooncake festival with my family and friends.. Ok, i dont really celebrate mooncake festival, but it is always all these festivals that make me wanna go home even more.. The mooncake boxes in malaysia nowadays are getting more and more competitive! They are so gorgeous and some of the boxes are more expensive than the mooncakes itself!! Its ridiculous.. yet...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNrGGqhJGB39NleSbF2lY5GH0dKlLaeQuCH71UYqWVwEF65bi_e1FhAaLbwGPq-jv33MC_g6_AlpkNbstgCXkojomd-vIuYLEvrZBK8sJT0p99dALrfKLzszgOmjYBtDFB3f8nqS32Qg/s1600-h/IMG_0467.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387509735982980082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNrGGqhJGB39NleSbF2lY5GH0dKlLaeQuCH71UYqWVwEF65bi_e1FhAaLbwGPq-jv33MC_g6_AlpkNbstgCXkojomd-vIuYLEvrZBK8sJT0p99dALrfKLzszgOmjYBtDFB3f8nqS32Qg/s320/IMG_0467.jpg" border="0" /></a>My parents bought this ..<br /><div><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387508444041730482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtenzWH3sxTAO7NenM9OUHSiZeBNzzdahEyZs-Kyii3S2TlpbkkaQAz3ztlPVHaoViieT3ZDHJQbTTbVtCoAdN9qO6j6ppBnUeh97q0aQyjJQSkJfLaomC139aPVIxiiXPgYMrl0nfEA/s320/IMG_0468.jpg" border="0" /> And look at the packaging inside.. so pretty and gold..</div><div></div><div>And then, Jeremy bought this for my parents to 'bribe' them..<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2WSzjuYzrxjhv3Y5-TxGc_P2h_akyaC2Z1c9mwuPBNesfSX267Aoyo3vQnpRKDhZM6s7dPihutK0BOJXckURPOmDV2F5BAPiThomPF_2YAnaGNKCox17JxFWXAyPqNkBAWGUxa3XtKQ/s1600-h/IMG_0469.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387508431587566242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2WSzjuYzrxjhv3Y5-TxGc_P2h_akyaC2Z1c9mwuPBNesfSX267Aoyo3vQnpRKDhZM6s7dPihutK0BOJXckURPOmDV2F5BAPiThomPF_2YAnaGNKCox17JxFWXAyPqNkBAWGUxa3XtKQ/s320/IMG_0469.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387508408511042610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQrwmHeOX_fEIP3AQVa-a22sPkRXEMIWM7BiBmx_KYU3aSE85s48LfNa4KpVA1u8uXX6zxQmrHe25Kv6iBSD7x_RTpPfdOH9b84KpawQ0EUwCbYZOeTL6TWVFRjSJPpqXJaGfSUhqQQ/s320/IMG_0471.jpg" border="0" /> And look at how the box opens and the packaging inside!!!!<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387508400563960722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhnnnAQkTSZSCCq9lvRFjNnYwS2PJ5bSRW_-1PsDpJSdawm8MasfELIAMwRPtoDP_0GmYhT2lNrf1piamI11I_cgxwJ4WIm0pDTdxDoLg1fub5k-D1tUDoEHRsQhKzzAT2fma35UuP_A/s320/jeremy+n+me.bmp" border="0" /> Thanks for the mooncakes..</div><div> </div><div></div><div>Happy mooncake festival, everyone!!! I'm gonna miss home as I will be in Shitney again!!!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div>p/s: I seriously despise some people who doesn't know how to appreciate the things they used to have and now regreting and trying all sorts of stupid ways to get it back.. grow up, kid... </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-72988810143458851602009-09-10T05:45:00.000-07:002009-09-10T06:21:25.754-07:00too fast too furious?<div align="center">Why wanna hinder yourself to be with someone who appreciates you so much for someone who doesn't even appreciate you? </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Why care about what other people thinks when a relationship is just between you both?</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So what if others think you are a player, as long i know you are not and that you are happy, then doesn't matter already LA...</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Only you can decide for yourself what is best for you..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">For a guy to come down all the way to singapore to accompany you after your break up is not easy lo.. even your ex also never come down before.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">All I want is you to be happy.. If this guy makes you happy and makes you feel loved and appreciated, why wanna miss your chance?</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So, you wanna cry when the guy decided to give up on you?</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You have cried for 2 weeks, isn't that long enough to heal a wound?</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Time is just numbers.. so what if others think you are moving on too fast?</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Relationship only involves you and him.. dont care about what other people think la..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">ABOVE ARE SOME OF THE STATEMENTS FROM THOSE THAT SUPPORTED ME TO TAKE THE PLUNGE.. INCLUDING MY FAMILY (my mum especially sayang him the most).. HAHAHA.. THEREFORE.. I DECIDED TO TAKE THE PLUNGE AND HOPEFULLY, PRAYERFULLY, THIS WILL BE THE LAST PLUNGE.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">p/s: this entry is inspired due to too much slammings from many people whether I'm attached again or not.. </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-89633667214794808672009-08-25T11:33:00.000-07:002009-08-25T11:54:05.661-07:00holiday..<div align="center">Its 2.34am in the morning now and here I am, in the comfort of my own home, eating my instant Mee Goreng-Sambal Prawn flavour and updating my yet-again-abandoned blog.. Talking bout having life..hahaha..</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">-</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">This is one huge problem about me, I get hungry very fast and I can't sleep when I'm hungry.. Ya, I know darn well that eating after midnight and before u sleep is a big NO NO for someone who needs to fit into her tiny little kebaya uniform but I get very cranky when I can't sleep too.. So, instead of rolling from left to right on my small single bed, I decided bravely to storm down my home's kitchen and satisfy my cravings for instant noodles..</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">-</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">And now i'm a Happy big girl.. coz i'm no longer hungry.. hahaha..</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">-</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I just watched UP- the latest animation movie from PIXAR and it was all VERY RIDICULOUS.. from the beginning to the end.. BUT, I enjoyed it.. VERY MUCH.. Although it was really ridiculous and illogic, PIXAR has their own way to deliver a warm touching message to the people.. I went and watch with my family and all 5 of us had such a great laugh.. Its been some time as well since we went for a movie togehter.. And I'm glad that my dad was the one who insisted to watch this movie in the cinema due to all the good reviews he read from the various resources.. One thing really cute about my dad is that, he relies heavilly on the reviews of the magazines or newspaper he reads.. If the review is good, he will only consider to watch that particular movie.. If its not good, he will gladly write a list for me to buy the pirated DVDs from Shanghai.. (sshh... dont tell MSIA government that we are supporting piracy.. coz i'm sure U do too..)</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">-</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">p/s: My mum reads my blog.. yes.. nowadays, our parents are getting more IN man.. dont play play.. and the best part is, she reads from my 1st entry to my last (talking bout my biggest fan).. and my sisters' blogs are not spared too.. hahahah.. </div><div align="center"></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-34494382349825430492009-08-12T01:48:00.001-07:002009-08-12T01:52:58.815-07:00think again..<div align="center">A colleague of mine commented this when we were talking about people that spend so much money on branded goods:</div><br /><div align="center">'Why do u need to buy something that u dont need,</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">with the money u dont have,</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">to please people that u dont even know?'</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Very very inspiring... </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">-</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">p/s: Gosh.. time really flies.. Im in my current company for 1 year already.. and soon, I'll be trained to serve in business class... wow.. I wonder whats ahead.. </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-70497517127546292842009-07-15T22:32:00.000-07:002009-07-15T23:36:09.929-07:00Back to work, back to reality..<div align="center">After almost 10 days of rest.. Recovered from fever and flu.. Still recovering super slowly from the heartbreak.. I am finally back to work.. And I was literally dragging my feet to report for work.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I was abit slow as I was really lack of sleep and i had my leaves way too long.. Everything got so rusty and I even forgot to put my lipstick when I came out from my singapore house.. hahaha..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I'm now in Jakarta.. Will be flying back tomorrow morning and I got to wake up like 3am or so.. I'm staying in Shangri-la now which is situated at the heart of Jakarta town.. around 1 hour from the airport.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">This hotel is way much better than the hotel we stayed last time as the latter hotel was 'haunted'.. It looks scarry and everywhere in the hotel looks dark and spooky.. Even the room itself gives me all the goosebumps.. But, so far I didn't encounter any 'good friends' when I was staying there.. I do hear alot of stories about peoples' encounter with those 'uninvited' though..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">My blog has been pretty dull.. with no pitures.. Here's some pistures that I took from my room.. The view is pretty good..</div><div align="center">- </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKhldaDlyLBXby05cWIm6-LYRC2b6eLreoLcr3Z4KnoNb1HAhFYVD4_Tt88apc4orgDfuea1433YgTbG0-QKFYvj8A6V15-ENt5Fq4i5J_XIMxejNEC0pY1ZLyQDcot0JPvzp2ZRr7LQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_321.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358939263339159490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKhldaDlyLBXby05cWIm6-LYRC2b6eLreoLcr3Z4KnoNb1HAhFYVD4_Tt88apc4orgDfuea1433YgTbG0-QKFYvj8A6V15-ENt5Fq4i5J_XIMxejNEC0pY1ZLyQDcot0JPvzp2ZRr7LQ/s320/IMAGE_321.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivZRov5nWW59GrfFGiQfH0jm2ceL3YM_wzxzdtTMmNcp10O26dFg_McPy8V-F-oMlkkb-dRGwN8WA7uCHLVybzyql7rLiIUbqjH99Uwj4neBKWKJZ9ocFU5xyBcxJuriHX4wjJrV-Dbg/s1600-h/IMAGE_320.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358939253216842482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivZRov5nWW59GrfFGiQfH0jm2ceL3YM_wzxzdtTMmNcp10O26dFg_McPy8V-F-oMlkkb-dRGwN8WA7uCHLVybzyql7rLiIUbqjH99Uwj4neBKWKJZ9ocFU5xyBcxJuriHX4wjJrV-Dbg/s320/IMAGE_320.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjd7yZnJS8nqzY4vzN5fvNxODraHsfKDiDJEaJFa4L8CKwz9gQXOBYG3rYopohqg3SGhQLO-jbWMgeRGb_1Ucj2z2J-rK2NuPHttFRLlTteINgNFeP243VVvrk80RmdkgJ661fT2aKQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_319.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358939247858359490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjd7yZnJS8nqzY4vzN5fvNxODraHsfKDiDJEaJFa4L8CKwz9gQXOBYG3rYopohqg3SGhQLO-jbWMgeRGb_1Ucj2z2J-rK2NuPHttFRLlTteINgNFeP243VVvrk80RmdkgJ661fT2aKQ/s320/IMAGE_319.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioc7qI9g5NQwDYlUcym-FKTv0GiKeyHbxi2LXfV3GyP5nIDubM7dYkwqxfnGDo1pFu1cYG_2vydi_Qf8KQp4bySUuEdWVqLVCJv5-GsjSoWedc_u88YZKYTji30KrV0Wy8P1jNFwLsrw/s1600-h/IMAGE_318.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358939242057160850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioc7qI9g5NQwDYlUcym-FKTv0GiKeyHbxi2LXfV3GyP5nIDubM7dYkwqxfnGDo1pFu1cYG_2vydi_Qf8KQp4bySUuEdWVqLVCJv5-GsjSoWedc_u88YZKYTji30KrV0Wy8P1jNFwLsrw/s320/IMAGE_318.jpg" border="0" /></a>-</div><div align="center">p/s: I finally got my confirmation in my company!!! It has been a long wait!! After so many uneventful things happen in my life, I finally can see something that gives me hope.. Well, I was pretty ready to be sacked and go home (due to high mc days during probation period).. But looks like its not gonna happen any soon.. hahaha.. Thank god for everything..</div></div></div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-82457756351456037202009-07-13T09:06:00.001-07:002009-07-13T09:11:00.247-07:00I GOT A NEW LOVER...<div align="center">I Have a new Lover..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Not A boyfriend...</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">But a NEW LOVER..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">A lover that will stick with me faithfully no matter what</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">A lover that can be turned on anytime</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">A lover that will make me happy.. Very very happy..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Oh my WHITE LOVER..</div><div align="center">- </div><div align="center">My new WHITE Nintendo DS..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">HAHAHAHAHA</div><div align="center">- </div><div align="center">What were u thinking? </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">p/s: Its been more than 1 week.. I think i'm moving on well.. I think I am.. this is the hardest breakup ever.. </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-21324611305754714742009-07-09T09:31:00.000-07:002009-07-09T10:27:06.360-07:00Progress..<div align="center">I cried worse than a baby last night~! OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS!! Its so embarrassing.. Now that I think back.. But, I finally released.. I FINALLY RELEASED.. I didn't say much about anything.. Most of the times were my friends talking and advicing and comforting me.. And all I did was cry like a stupid silly idiot brainless baby.. (ok, theres no such baby in this world)</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">It started pretty harmless.. I went to Sushi King for a very light dinner with a good old friend of mine- Ivy and I was asking about her love life more rather than letting out the frustration I had after 1 week of ignorance from HIM.. I thought I can pass through the night without any tears and I can just act cool..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Then we went to Modestos to meet up with another 2 friends.. Eric and Cherlyn.. They were gossiping and things turn really sad (for me)when Cherlyn says 'He doesn't wanna see you at all for the time being..I'm sorry to say this, and i know u r really sad, but he just want to be left alone'.. The words that she used were blunt yet sharp.. Blunt in a way, its simple straightforward english. Sharp in a way, its like a sharp spear to my heart.. All I want was a simple meeting between me and HIM so that we can clear our piling misunderstandings and then MOVE ON.. I know he wont pick up my calls, and I tried sms him telling him all my feelings.. Be it anger, frustration and most times dissapointment.. Yet, he can't just sms me and tell me that he doesn't wanna see me.. AND he chooses to tell a third party to pass the message to me.. It hurts.. I just dont understand how can he treat me this way? </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Then, I just shut up.. almost the whole night.. Until Ivy pull me up from my chair and told me she wanted to talk to me.. That is when I broke down.. LITERALLY.. I really cried.. In front of public.. I can't believe it.. But i can't control it.. All the things that the rest said were true but hurtful. I can't deny the fact.. It all right in front of me.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">People must be thinking I'm some weird maniacs.. crying in a business centre like a baby. But it was really a release.. I didn't know I needed it.. Ivy's hug and encouragement were so warm that I just can't control myself and act like everything was fine anymore.. Its not fine.. I love him, I miss him, I know i'm wrong, I tried to fix it.. But he IGNORED.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">What Ivy said was right, if he doesn't give a damn about u anymore, why must you torture yourself like that? Do u think its worth it? You have tried any possible ways to reach him, and he doesn't even bother to respond, maybe he's happily sleeping at home while u r suffering here, he doens't even bother to care, just let it go.. U deserve someone much better..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Gosh, thats something I've been hearing and tried so hard to convince myself.. I just feel very unfair.. People make mistakes, why am I not given a chance to patch it back.. So fast, he just set the punishment for me.. ITS NOT FAIR...</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">From Modesto to the bench in front of Starbucks and then back to Modestos.. My tears never stop.. Even after Eric has drove me to the front of my house, I told him I need time to cool off before I enter my house.. That was like 11pm already..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Then I decided to go back.. because Eric has been babysitting me too much and he needs to work the next day.. I appreciate his effort and felt guilty for troubling him every since I broke off with HIM.. THANK YOU SO MUCH ERIC AND really sorry to trouble you the whole night.. I really appreciate it and no more drunk crazy sad nights for me.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I thought i was calm when i get back.. But the moment I saw my mum at the door.. I broke down even worse.. Mum was shock and just hugged me.. She never say anything but asked me a few questions.. I never reply and just concentrate on my cying.. I was a little tipsy as I never had enough sleep for the pass few days and the beers that I swallowed really kicks in already.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Today, I felt much better.. But I can't help longing to have a peep on him to see how is he or hoping he will at least call to say sorry for being such a jerk ignoring and AVOIDING me..</div><div align="center">It didn't happen but I believe everything happens for a reason.. Maybe he's really done with me.. He wants to be alone or maybe he has found someone who can be there for him all the time.. Maybe he realises this long distant thing is not suitable for him.. I thought my life was perfect.. Happy supportive family, good money flying career and a darling that loves me with unconditional love.. I might be in the midst of losing my job.. I dont know.. it doesn't really affect me coz I can always come back to malaysia and find a job and now I lost him.. I dont know how long I need to stand on my own feet again.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I know they are not reading.. but Dad n mum, I'm really sorry for making you worry.. I really dont mean to.. But I couldnt' hold on to it anymore as his plain ignorance really hurt me to the max.. and sorry for drinking so much and not giving me lecture about it.. Amanda, thanks for not asking anything and just be there for me with the tissue box.. Jessica, I know you are worried bout me, but I'm fine.. Eric, thanks for being the driver of the night and your reminder about who's more important in my life.. Cherlyn, thanks for being just there although I can't really remember what you have said.. And most important of all, IVY, i love you babe.. I know you have your own issues, yet u stayed up for me.. I really can't thank you more.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I know i've said this before.. But I have to keep reminding myself coz I will always forget..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">TIME TO MOVE ON (dont miss him dont miss him dont miss him)</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">p/s: seriously.. I think true love is really full of bullshit and crap right now.. </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-68834740618389736322009-07-06T21:55:00.000-07:002009-07-06T22:06:59.347-07:0075%-25%<div align="center">I'm currently waiting for the boarding of my flight at Terminal 1, Singapore Changi Airport.. 75% of me is desperate to go back to the comfort of my home where my family and friends are there to welcome me home.. But, theres another 25% of me thats really reluctant to go back.. Going back to KLIA.. The place where WE started.. The place where we exchange promises and commitment that we will stay faithful and love and appreciate one another.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Not forgetting.. passing by his house each and everytime I go back home.. Haihz.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Heavy rain just subsided in Singapore here.. The floor outside is wet and it really brings my spirit down.. Its so funny that my world has turned upside down ever since I sms him 'Lets walk seperate paths, since u just ignore me'.. It was me who initiated.. but looks like its me who's regreting it and really sad about it..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I'm determined to move on, i'm determined to change for the better.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">But its dam tough..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">I need a nice drink.. release and unleash the crazy me.. Klang.. Here I come.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">p/s: Darn, I'm hungry.. I thought I just had my lunch.. I'm gaining back my appetite.. Yeah.. but no more flat tummy..</div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-65498225900711714322009-07-06T05:59:00.000-07:002009-07-06T06:04:56.686-07:00one inspiring thought...<div align="center">This is something from my fren that he cut and paste for me: (very inspiring)</div><div align="center">-<br />Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.<br />When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.<br />The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.<br />It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.<br />Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.<br />Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.</div><div align="center">-<br />Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.<br />There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real!<br />Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.<br />May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy.<br />Always put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too.<br />The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.<br />Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear. </div><div align="center">-<br />The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.<br />When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">Hong An, thanks for this inspiring passage.. I really got inspired.. Thanks for everything..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">p/s: I can't wait to go back HOME to just have a long break!!! </div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-7414331147012991462009-07-05T05:12:00.000-07:002009-07-05T05:48:22.280-07:00shattered...<div align="center">A very good fren of mine told me this:</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"a person worth your tears will never make u cry, and a person who makes u cry is not worth your tears..."</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">He keeps reminding me that and i really understand it.. but how many of us could actually live with it?</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Yesterday I was down with fever, life was like hell.. Panadol was like my new BFF (best friend forever) Stuck in my small little room in singapore, worrying that my mc will affect my career, heart not only broken, but torn to pieces, and my mind is all occupied about him..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">It was hard.. I barely sleep well.. took me 3 hours to roll on the bed, sleep for 2 hours and then I'm awake again.. for no reason.. I can't deal with it.. I was wrong to say 'lets just walk our seperate paths' but I felt so hurt by all his doings, that's why i was so mad.. But he doesn't understand.. he thinks its my fault.. that i put both of us into such torture.. U think i want it?</div><div align="center">- </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I can't deal with it until someone told me.. that HE actually told her.. he doesn't want to have anything to do with me right now.. He just want peace, he just wanna be alone.. I was SHATTERED..I cant believe he can say that.. I dont know how to face the reality.. My nose keeps running, cough never ending.. and my heart is sharreted and burned.. I've never felt so horible in my life.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Yes, i've been through many breakups.. but none is as bad and as hurting as this.. Away from all my family and good friends.. I felt like end of the world.. I really need to do something.. but I do not have the energy.. 1 bowl of fish porridge, took me 2 meal times to finish it.. Gone were my hearty appetite and my really piggy sleeping habits.. </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">What happened to all the love and promises? What happened to all the sweet memories? What happened to all our dreams and plans? Just because I said something wrong, he deleted everything from his mind.. He keeps assuming that we will argue if he calls but he didn't even try.. ITS NOT FAIR..Its so hurting to be treated like dirt by someone u care so much for the past few months.. Its so dissapointing to see someone give up on you just like that.. But, i wanna get over it.. He wants me out of his life, fine.. I will make his wish come true.. I need to get over it.. If he doesn't appreciate me, after all the patch-up efforts i've done, I got nothing to say at all... I'm really tired.. Mentally, physically and literally... </div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Thanks to all my friends that were and still are with me.. I thought LOVE is most powerful but I was so naive to believe that kind of crap.. I dont know when I have the guts back to fall in love again.. I told Wah Jiang, I may wanna turn lesbian, since men always like to hurt girls so much.. hahaha.. But I can't imagine myself kissing a girl.. feels quite wrong (for me personally).. No hard feelings to all the gays and lesbian out there ya.. I still respect u guys..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Love is nothing (at least to me now and for few months n years to come), Friendship rules and on top of that, FAMILY is the best.. i just can't wait to go home.. to a place where i can feel secure.. a place where I have a shoulder to lean on.. I'm really tired.. I really need a break.. i really do.. my life was all about him so much that everyone suspects that I'm in love with him more than he does to me.. i hope that is not true.. but i guess the reality has its own say...</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I'm so embarrased with myself.. i thought i can patch things up.. but he dont give a damn anymore.. Now only i know.. all the stupid silly calls i made that he ignored.. I feel so dumb now..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I need to be not myself just one day.. I wanna try something that I never try before.. I just wanna release myself.. and look forward for a better day to come..</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">p/s: I'm sorry for being such a whinny person to some of my friends.. U know who u are.. and thank you for being so supportive and not forsaking me at this time.. pls give me some time.. at least 3 months.. sorry...</div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23216106006555724.post-14158996874369203642009-06-30T05:31:00.000-07:002009-06-30T07:54:05.737-07:00In order to get distracted..<div align="center">I went to Orchard Road today to meet a friend and we went to Far East Plaza(FEP) where Singaporeans claimed it to be the Singapore Sungai Wang Plaza.. The reason is, I cannot stay in my singapore house as I will really think too much.. I need some distractions.. There are many small little shops in FEP and are sold in affordable prices (compared to those high end brands along Orchard Road).. I didn't plan to buy ANYTHING but ended up overspent..<br />-<br />I bought 2 dresses, 2 leggings, 2 long necklaces, The little Nyonya DVD series (singapore famous drama), 1 blouse, 2 story books and 4 packets of tissue from an old lady that cost me s$2.. and oh.. not forgetting the lunch, tong sui and dinner as well...<br />-<br />When you are not in a very good mood and you wanna get yourself distracted, NEVER GO OUT OF YOUR HOUSE IN SIGAPORE THINKING U WILL NEVER BUY ANYTHING especially during this GREAT SINGAPORE SALE..<br />-<br />ITS A BAD IDEA!!! BAD HORRIBLE IDEA....</div><div align="center">-</div><div align="center">p/s: I dont know how long I can take this but 2 days seem like 2 weeks long.. I miss you..</div>Pam Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06389371220895896080noreply@blogger.com0