<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272</id><updated>2012-02-20T17:37:44.961+08:00</updated><category term='M.E'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Beauty Counter'/><category term='Going Places'/><category term='30Day Challenge'/><category term='Mummyville'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Memory Lane'/><category term='Fashion Smashion'/><category term='Opinionated'/><category term='Preggicity'/><category term='Glorious Food'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Furlies'/><title type='text'>g.L.i.T.T.e.R.a.T.T.o.o</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>438</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7793694333027370672</id><published>2012-02-20T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T17:37:45.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>Brit Checks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Mondays are probably my favourite days to browse all these webbies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Coz my busy days are mostly tuesdays to thursday. or more like i balum keje like anything on those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so i took some time to browse one of my fave brands of late.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;BUR.BERRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i know there are various types - blue label la pink label la black label la... byk sgt label dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i tend to stick to simply to Bur.Berry London. Why? Because these are the classic range - neither trendy nor fashionable. Ok la.. got la a bit fashionable, but less trendy so i like it better that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;one of the things most memorable about Bur.berry to me would be their signature coats. long coats, trnech coats.. u name it. Back in 1976, when my parents just got married... my dad was stationed at London office. so my mum &amp;nbsp;took no-pay-leave and joined him. back then there were just the two of them... so to kill time, my mum worked at Burberry as a Sale Associate. They were there for two years before moving to San Francisco USA for another two years before coming back to Msia for good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so her purchases in London included his and hers trench coats from Bur.berry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The classic brown with signature bur.berry lining. 30 years on, the coats are still in very good condition! mummy kept it really well. the colours are still vibrant and apart from normal signs or wear, there are no discoloration whatsoever! i must say, goods 30 years ago of any kind, are really of good quality that lasts very long. i dun think i can say the same for such goods now... even if you pay thousands of dollars for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i bet some sort of discoloration or worn seams can be spotted. ok la... to do the coats justice, they only come out and play perhaps every two years. so what? they are now older than me and still looking very good! just too bad that i can barely fit into mummy's trench now. i can la wear it... but only one layer of clothing underneath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;why do i like Bur.berry? Because it totally reminds me of my fave city in the world - London :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so to mark me missing London, let's do some virtual window shopping and see what I would purchase if i have the moolahs to splurge...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oSOJM9hRyQ/T0IP2HRd3rI/AAAAAAAAC0g/8CHSwvCooGQ/s1600/My+Pictures1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oSOJM9hRyQ/T0IP2HRd3rI/AAAAAAAAC0g/8CHSwvCooGQ/s320/My+Pictures1.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;matching footwear for my little family! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;because they are cute like that! Hubbykins' would ne this casual pair of sneakers with dark brown leather trim. i can do the one with black leather trim, but then the brit checks would be in black as well.. i want all of us to have signature bur.berry checks wakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i love those ballerina pumps for me... and that little one for my little girl! sumpah comel sgt kasut budak dia! both of us would have black leather trimmings though... as long as our brit checks are matching, im good! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxy8qx8_9Zk/T0IP3Z2lwVI/AAAAAAAAC0o/vcsmWoESAdw/s1600/burberry3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxy8qx8_9Zk/T0IP3Z2lwVI/AAAAAAAAC0o/vcsmWoESAdw/s1600/burberry3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;maybe to go with out shoes.. i can have this Nova Check Tote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;u know im a tote lover. i can stuff a whole bunch of things in there! what's not to love about it eh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PdhPNaL0Eu4/T0IP5ZokgSI/AAAAAAAAC0w/Xjj3H2ZG2tw/s1600/burberry5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and to match Hubbykins' shoes... would be this nice pair belt. also with brown trimmings. to match the shoes. because Hubbykins' wife is saiko like that waakakaakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;there are others to match as well. matching his and hers wallet...trench coats also got. umbrellas. u name it.. and search for it in the webbie. i would be content with these.... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;perhaps one fine day when our bank accounts are in abundance, yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;for now.. let's just feast our eyes....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7793694333027370672?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7793694333027370672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7793694333027370672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7793694333027370672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7793694333027370672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/02/brit-checks.html' title='Brit Checks'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oSOJM9hRyQ/T0IP2HRd3rI/AAAAAAAAC0g/8CHSwvCooGQ/s72-c/My+Pictures1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2718013948576127820</id><published>2012-02-16T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T15:02:09.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Going Places'/><title type='text'>A trip to the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hello Thursday! Just one more day tomorrow and weekend is coming! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Just got some pictures from our long Maulidur Rasul weekend from Fade. So here is an entry on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;OUR TRIP TO ZOO NEGARA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Actually, we thought of spending the weekend just lazing around. But, Fade told me that they were going to Zoo Negara on Monday and an idea just struck me, i have never taken my little girl to the zoo! or to go see some animals apart from the cats and rabbits at the pet shop at Giant. i got excited, thinking that that is a great way to spend time with Hubbykins and Fairykins :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So yeah.. proposed it to Hubbykins.. got the green light and tried to wake up as early as possible on Monday to go to the zoo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpeussWyecM/TzyouRfkBGI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/LbvMA0a4LqM/s1600/ZOO4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpeussWyecM/TzyouRfkBGI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/LbvMA0a4LqM/s320/ZOO4.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Syed Fade and Farysh arrived earlier than us though. We arrived at almost 11, bought tickets and upon entering were told that a birds + seal show will start at 11am. so we visited some siamang and monkeys before heading to the&amp;nbsp;Amphitheatre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvh9TvD50yA/Tzyo4DMBkcI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/3nCOWtVGw1k/s1600/ZOO5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gvh9TvD50yA/Tzyo4DMBkcI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/3nCOWtVGw1k/s320/ZOO5.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Truth be told, that is my first Zoo Negara visit after maybe 25 years!!! I remember being there once and didn;t find it to bee interesting enough. The only other Zoo i have been to is the London Zoo, which was huge and had really cool animals. I remember most the penguins which had their own swimming pool and a little slide! So really, I was more excited than Fairykins to be at Zoo Negara heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U23MyqvT5a4/Tzx1D8Wad1I/AAAAAAAACzo/n3TuF5xNypY/s1600/ZOO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U23MyqvT5a4/Tzx1D8Wad1I/AAAAAAAACzo/n3TuF5xNypY/s320/ZOO.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I think she enjoyed the birds and seal show. Syed Fade and Farysh came by the Amphitheatre to meet us and despite having a huge aquarium opposite the Amphitheatre, Fairykins was more interested to catch the show. Once the show ended, we walked to the tram station and decided to take a tram to go around the zoo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdaS2lTEug/TzyoqnlmC5I/AAAAAAAAC0I/A8EtCxOWTyE/s1600/ZOO3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqdaS2lTEug/TzyoqnlmC5I/AAAAAAAAC0I/A8EtCxOWTyE/s320/ZOO3.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;We passed by the elephants and giraffes.. and tigers and lions. but the cat family were too buy lazing and sleeping away, hiding on the trees and bushes so we didnt get to see them as much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;once we have completed the rounds, we sat at the nearby cafe and had some snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2lW_THt2eI/Tzx1G1S6aTI/AAAAAAAACzw/RIa3DLYJ9sk/s1600/ZOO1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2lW_THt2eI/Tzx1G1S6aTI/AAAAAAAACzw/RIa3DLYJ9sk/s320/ZOO1.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;While I think Fairykins enjoyed the trip, Hubbykins was actually a little bit under the weather and spent our snacking time napping!!! typicalll Hubbykins :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3cBN6K7PhM/Tzx1N-9yLrI/AAAAAAAACz4/O40ezr2y89c/s1600/ZOO2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3cBN6K7PhM/Tzx1N-9yLrI/AAAAAAAACz4/O40ezr2y89c/s320/ZOO2.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I tried getting Fairykins to warm up to Farysh better but she seems a bit shy and reserved these days. She did get chummy with Farysh but i can see she was still reserved in more ways than one. haiiii bila la anak i ni nak blaja interact dgn bebudak baya dia dgn senang?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1XS2CAkfRA/Tzx1Tr3j6WI/AAAAAAAAC0A/zv7UHuWwpvc/s1600/zoo+(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1XS2CAkfRA/Tzx1Tr3j6WI/AAAAAAAAC0A/zv7UHuWwpvc/s320/zoo+(4).jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but did we have a good trip? yes! though i wish we had more time to go around but the hot sun was up and most of the animals were already taking their afternoon break.. so we decided to go back. we did however, went for lunch at Ayam Penyet @ Wangsa Walk before heading home. The moment we got home? Turned on the aircond full blast and slept the afternoon away! Tee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Perhaps London Zoo next? wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2718013948576127820?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2718013948576127820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2718013948576127820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2718013948576127820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2718013948576127820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/02/trip-to-zoo.html' title='A trip to the Zoo'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpeussWyecM/TzyouRfkBGI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/LbvMA0a4LqM/s72-c/ZOO4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-711337182548616055</id><published>2012-02-13T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:57.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Losing weight blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;U guys know the rage and craze about those Pre.mium Beau.tiful corsets?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The ones that go by MLM and u know, crazy prices for stuff but comes with great bonuses if you are a distributor?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Well, I can never do them because (1) i do not have marketing skills whatsoever. i suck at it. i cannot do it to save my life because i ma too shy like that ; (2) if i have the talent to sell anything, i would be running my own company now ; (3) that constant work of finding sales is simply too taxing for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;To sum it up, u can simply call me lazy ass. i am fine with it. i am the type of person who prefers 9-5 work and monthly fixed income. that way, i can manage my expenses and of coz, time is important for me. we spend on average 12 hours at work (plus travelling time) so that 2 hours daily at the end of the day with my baby is extremely important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;anyhoo, my brother got the PeeBee bug. he is actually an agent! can u believe it? but knowing him, i wont be surprised. my only lecture to him was... sell something that you believe in. dun do it for the money yadda yadda yadda. i think it is extremely important that you should only endorse and sell a product that you know is effective for you. dun kid we consumers yo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i have heard so much about PeeBee that a couple of my friends are on it. i also know some colleagues are on it too but im too shy to ask them. since my brother offered me a chance to get on the PeeBee challenge, i jumped at the chance!!! I could do losing like, 10 kilos if all i need to do is to wear PeeBee :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i have the full set of coz - the long bra, the girdle and the waist nipper. here's my experience of wearing it for the first three (3) days :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my back hurts like anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my lower abdomen parts hurt like anything! (read: below the belly, above bikini line)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i kept on releasing wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my head was slightly throbbing (dizzy is more like it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-RTnxMJFbM/Tzh2tst9xEI/AAAAAAAACzQ/rgrXsR4hTec/s1600/PB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-RTnxMJFbM/Tzh2tst9xEI/AAAAAAAACzQ/rgrXsR4hTec/s320/PB.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ok, having your body strapped up as such is not exactly thrilling. to make it worse, my back was really acting up! the pain while bearable, was constant. as if someone was massaging my spine! later i read that the first few times will be to align back what is not right. then it hit me... of coz! i have crooked spine! mmg confirm la sakit! but i admit wearing PeeBee improves my posture. I am still working on improving my posture without PeeBee. Nowadays, it doesnt hurt my back anymore. in fact, it feels rather good hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K97yas71h0/Tzh2vOuJHBI/AAAAAAAACzU/NNl6xnFKSro/s1600/PB2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K97yas71h0/Tzh2vOuJHBI/AAAAAAAACzU/NNl6xnFKSro/s320/PB2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;almost two week into wearing PeeBee, i got the red flag. u see, i have always been getting the red-flag regularly. well, having a 32-35days cycle is pretty difficult to keep it coming every month, but it is constant around the cycle. my heavy flow days usually last the first three (3) days. sometimes i seriously think that it is not shedding enough. and for wearing it for two (2) weeks, my red-flag was good, in my terms. u know, like squeezing the unnecessary out in good volume. while i no longer feel sluggish like we women always do when we get the red-flag... i do feel the need to quench my thirst all the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;the other thing i notice when i wore it for the first few days... my lower abdomen was at it. like, working to fix something or simply working la. then i read that it could be a womb contraction process. if this is true, i believe it. when i went for a massage late last year, the massage lady did inform me that my womb is slightly on the misplaced side. she did try to realign it or something, but the process was utterly painful. i shed a tear wei!!! so if wearing PeeBee is gonna make things good again, yay for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;BLOATING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I am generally a person with wind in me. could be the gastric, could be all the ice cubes i have been taking, could be anything under the sun. but i have wind in my body and i suspect this is my main culprit. just like water retention to all of us. first few days of wearing PeeBee, i was letting out wind like anything!!! mostly burping. in fact, i am still burping daily. not as crazy as before.. but i still do. and for anyone who thinks this is gross or anything, this is one God-given pleasure. you do not know how it feels to have wind trapped in your wind and not knowing how to release it. of coz, me burping and all are not like, a level where you would be grossed out or anything. some may not be able to face it, so i do it as discreetly as possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;MIGRAINE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I have been identified by my family doctor to have migraine as of last year. it prolly comes once or twice a month, depending on my stress level and if i am too tired. and whenever it hits, ohemgeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sakit ok!!! i normally will need to lie down and sleep it off so that the migraine will go away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iG6u2-8I3o4/Tzh2v6GsIDI/AAAAAAAACzY/Mtoa-0C1fVk/s1600/PB3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iG6u2-8I3o4/Tzh2v6GsIDI/AAAAAAAACzY/Mtoa-0C1fVk/s320/PB3.gif" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;LOSING WEIGHT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;This is my ultimate challenge. I do not know why it is taking me such a long time. perhaps because i have not been wearing it diligently. i wear it during workdays 12-hour at each time. i put it on at 630am &amp;nbsp;and take it off normally 7-8pm when i reach home. now that i try to exercise twice a week, i take them off at about 530pm, still more than 8 hours at each time i wear it. however, i am not so diligent with it during weekends. heheeheheheheeheheheh sometimes if i rajin, i wear just the girdle. i also have skipped the long bra. it&amp;nbsp;suppresses&amp;nbsp;my upper body!!! i really should wear the long bra again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i am now in my 2nd month of wearing PeeBee. so far i have lost 1.5kgs in the first month, altho my original aim was to lose 3kgs in the first month. in this 2nd month, no results yet. perhaps i should be more diligent?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my good friend, who is on her third month with PeeBee has lost a whopping 8 kgs!!! can u imagine that? from 62kgs.. she is now about 54kgs. she is a mother of two summore. i really frustrated because we were of about the same size when we were in school... and now is she is smaller than me! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i am sooo gonna rock them PeeBee until i lose some weight. it worked on my good friend, who also loves food like me so i must make sure it works on me as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;My Mom is on one of their products too. Lacto.lite. I pun ada but i take it every other day. so far, lactolite has been great for me. for a person with indigestion problems, lacto.lite is great! helps with my bowel movements. makes me feel so ringan also wakakakaakakaakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;the effectiveness of PeeBee has been proven, at least amongst my close circle of people. i guess we can safely say it is proven to be effective, yes? but of coz different body works differently. some lose it quickly, some takes a longer time. like me. maybe my fats loves me too much to leave me? wakaakakakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;anyhoo, to know more... and if you are interested, feel free to contact the my brother and his business partner below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ARIF 014-3383213&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;or u can visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.farahkhair.com/"&gt;http://www.farahkhair.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;they are running a special sale for february!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;in the mean time, cheer for me in my losing weight mission!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(i really need it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-711337182548616055?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/711337182548616055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=711337182548616055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/711337182548616055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/711337182548616055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/02/losing-weight-blues.html' title='Losing weight blues'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-RTnxMJFbM/Tzh2tst9xEI/AAAAAAAACzQ/rgrXsR4hTec/s72-c/PB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5704956946426277051</id><published>2012-02-09T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:47.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Not just a phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hola everyone. I have a confession to make.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I. AM. FAT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I checked my BMI last month online and the freaking thing categorised me as "overweight"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;*wailing like a mad woman*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;not only my supposed BMI tells me i am overweight, the weighing scales were not being friendly to me at all when they showed me how much i weighed. all the clothing racks in the shops are also turning their backs on me. only those written as "L" and/or size 12-14 are smiling at me. pants? u dare talk about pants with me? i have gained two pants sizes eversince i gave birth! and that was 2 years ago!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVR8UE_AR1w/TzN4rfuRhEI/AAAAAAAACzI/zP5q6cNq31M/s1600/fatty2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVR8UE_AR1w/TzN4rfuRhEI/AAAAAAAACzI/zP5q6cNq31M/s320/fatty2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;When I started working in 2006, my tops were mostly sizes 8-10 and or S/M. most of the time. I used to weigh around 48-50kgs. I was also an active gym member. I used to have a personal trainer, whom i train with twice a week. once i started getting busy and finished my sessions with my trainer, i train at the gym myself twice a week. perhaps my mistake was to quit gym altogether once i met Hubbykins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;wakakaakakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;when i got engaged, i weigh around 55kgs. when i got married, it went up to 58kgs. i was perhaps in marital bliss so my weigh did not bother me much. plus, i could still wear clothes off the rack. that is my benchmark. as long as i can still fit into clothes off the rack at most shops, i was content.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;when i found out i was pregnant, i was around 62kgs. throughout my pregnancy, my weight gain was moderate, in my opinion. prior to giving birth, i was 72kgs. i lost them 10kgs immediately when i gave birth, leaving me with pre-pregnancy weight. although i was determined to lose some more weight, my battle with breastfeeding hunger pangs was horrible! being a person with gastric, i eat about 3 main meals and 3 snacks a day. this is important to ensure that i will not go into gastric. my gastric episodes are terrible. if i do not eat on time, i am bound to get acid reflux - bloatedness and nausea, close to vomiting apart from stomach pain. breastfeeding obviously did not easy my losing weight plan. when u breastfeed, u tend to feel hungry easier.. hence, i need to make sure i take my meals constantly. otherwise, i will fall into my gastric.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;now, 2 years after giving birth and 95% off breastfeeding, i am at a hefty 67kgs. not the heaviest i have been, obviously (heaviest is when i was pregnant - 72 whopping kgs!!!) but i know i need to lose weight. i hate looking at myself in the mirrors... i hate seeing myself in pictures... i hate trying on clothes at the mall... u name it. i hate looking at them clothes in my closet that i can no longer fit. my work wear. i still keep some, hoping one of these days i will be able to fit into it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zKmIQwioTrg/TzN4qqA58PI/AAAAAAAACzA/cOCqpELts98/s1600/fatty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zKmIQwioTrg/TzN4qqA58PI/AAAAAAAACzA/cOCqpELts98/s320/fatty.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and to make things worse, i think it is slowly destryong my self-esteem. i often get my colleagues to compare my size with others in the office that are of the closest size to me. most of the time, it horrifies me like anything! like, i couldnt believe i could be that size when reality is, i am!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i am really trying to put in a healthy lifestyle day in day out - more fruits, less snacks or at least, snack on fruits. cutting down food portion. take more yoghurt. cutting down rice. but appetite suppressants wont work on me because i have gastric :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i have been trying to be active as well (i am the biggest couch potato ever, trust me!).... im doing aerobics once a week and i try to go to the gym twice a week. im starting slow because i have not been exercising for quite some time. so 15mins on treadmill and 15mins on bicycle will be my routine for february.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i aimed to lose 5kgs towards late december within 6 weeks. 6 weeks have gone and i only managed to lose 1.5kgs. i dont seem to be showing any progress in terms of losing weight for now... so i hope for the month of february... i can lose 2kgs. im starting small... as long as i can show some progress, that should be good yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;motivation is key right now. i need motivation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5704956946426277051?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5704956946426277051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5704956946426277051&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5704956946426277051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5704956946426277051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/02/not-just-phase.html' title='Not just a phase'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVR8UE_AR1w/TzN4rfuRhEI/AAAAAAAACzI/zP5q6cNq31M/s72-c/fatty2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7971876260241041874</id><published>2012-01-31T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:00:12.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;hellloooooo peeps!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;everyone had a great weekend? it's gonna be holiday for me here who works in KL tomorrow.. so im feeling chirpy chirpy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;anyhoo... &lt;a href="http://www.btimes.com.my/articles/20120128014210/Article/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; piece of news came flying to me in the wind!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i simply cannot contain my excitement!!! im ecstatic!!! Malaysia? Autumn 2012???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;U GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!! (i really hope Hennes &amp;amp; Mauritz are not, because I am crossing my fingers ever so tight that they will make their way to our shores!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Despite being a swedish brand, its huge in america and europe! and my trips to these continents are not justified until and unless i go to one of their stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2jnOtsnCi4/TydFgNWwizI/AAAAAAAACyw/s4P-RQJKUVA/s1600/hm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2jnOtsnCi4/TydFgNWwizI/AAAAAAAACyw/s4P-RQJKUVA/s320/hm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The Oxford Street Store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Some of my best purchases ever are also made in their stores that i have visited. I am a bit on the stingy side.. so i must always justify my purchases and if i ever buy anything here, it has to be on sale! yessss, i am anal like that! wakakakaakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i buy a lot of casual tops at their store... simply because theirs are cute and when it is on sale, it goes as low as GBP2! i remember back in the days when i could still fit into a 14-16y tops... i bought quite a number of casual tops for GBP2.. GBP5.. those were the days!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my most memorable purchases in the past 3 years were four (4) things -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a black casual tee with a little bit of lace around the collar ; GBP 5 (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a woolen turtleneck in grey ; GBP 5 (2009)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a black trech coat ; GBP 10 (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a pair of dark denim jeans ; YEN 1000 (2011)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and i still wear those items mentioned above! they are considered my must-haves in my wardrobe! well, speaking of the jeans and black tee at least. the turtleneck and trench coat are my main companions for nippy noodles days and overseas trip. all for RM50 and below!!! now, you tell me.. how can i NOT love a great bargain???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i also bought this lint roller thingy.. a small purse-sized one about 8cm in length. it is black with polka-dotted sticker strip and comes with three lint rollers refills. how much did i get that for? GBP 1!!! best. purchase.ever! i still carry it everywhere in my little pouch. perfect for those bulu-bulu-tersekat-at-your-blouse moments.or when Hubbykins wanna get rid of the dust around his songkok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so, back to our topic.. i simply cannot wait for their store in Malaysia! i hope their store will be huge as well and pack all the little-little goodies they are known for. i also hope their prices are going to be competitive, as Uniqlo, Marks and Spencer, and other international brands are in Malaysia. suddenly autumn 2012 sounds so far away...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but i am still ecstatic! I SO CANNOT WAIT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7971876260241041874?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7971876260241041874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7971876260241041874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7971876260241041874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7971876260241041874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/excitement.html' title='excitement!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2jnOtsnCi4/TydFgNWwizI/AAAAAAAACyw/s4P-RQJKUVA/s72-c/hm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-8821649669386561747</id><published>2012-01-26T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:54:51.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>twenty six</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I hope it is still not too late to wish everyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GONG XI! GONG XI!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GONG XI FA CAI! XIN NIAN KUAI LE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;anyhoo.... i thought i should jot down my little girl's progress in her 26th month while i am in the mood to write. there are really, a lot of things going thru my mind at the mo' but i thought i should at least complete this entry.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;how is it having a little girl now that she is a little over 2?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she is talking up a storm!!! and skarang dah pandai macam-macam...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxfoHLkW4hU/TyESlNPPR8I/AAAAAAAACyo/CSUIUzQMWeQ/s1600/261a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxfoHLkW4hU/TyESlNPPR8I/AAAAAAAACyo/CSUIUzQMWeQ/s320/261a.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;here is a picture of her doing her fave thing at the moment - colouring and drawing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;we have crayolas for her and we bought her those cheap colouring books with sticker pages in the middle. habisssss buku tu dia colur entah macam-macam warna. lately pun dah pandai colour her face and arms and feet. and right after she will call me to look at her "masterpieces" on her body! macam, wowww liddat u know??? nasibbb la bley cuci.. kalau tak, mmg stresss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i even keep a little notebook and a little pen in my car now. sometimes she just wanna doodle away while waiting to get home.. so at least she doesnt concentrate on the ipod too much. i also try not to switch on the tv for the first few hours at home during weekend. i want her to play with her toys first before i let her watch some of her dvds. i still do not subscribe to disney channels, because i do not want it to be at her disposal especially at night. so her weekend routine with me is to spend the first couple of hours after breakfast playing masak-masak or to help me "clean" the house. or when i am cleaning the house, she will play with her toys or to draw. towards lunch time, when i cook for her, i will put on her dvds la. i call it my distraction strategy, to allow me to have some quiet time cooking waakakakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but usually after 15 mins or so, she will join me in the kitchen... "cooking" in her own way :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she also now knows how to act "sick". sometimes if she doesnt feel like doing anything or refuses to do whatever i want her to do, she will say "mummy, e-mam!" while holding her forehead! drama queen, much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i had backache and neackache yesterday.. so i was just whining at her saying my neck is hurting and my back also. she came to me and rub my tummy and asked me "akit? akit?" ..so playing along, i said yes i am in pain. then she put her palm on my forehead and asked, "e-mam? e-mam?" i was just about to burst with laughter but went on saying yes i was sick. so she said to me "pffthanv wbascivmebw perimajncbega", which i think meant she wanted to tell that i will soon feel better and that she will massage me.. which she did! she was massaging my temple... heheheheheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xihtFIovDyo/TyC6wleGRiI/AAAAAAAACx4/_XEeHJFCirM/s1600/261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xihtFIovDyo/TyC6wleGRiI/AAAAAAAACx4/_XEeHJFCirM/s320/261.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i believe she is also now exploring the emotions she has. she now knows how to watch her kids' series and learning the funny parts and punch lines by laughing at them. she also knows how to express her frustration by hitting whoever is making her frustrated. she gets anxious and weary when left alone and will say "a-tot" (takut).... she knows how to tell people not to disturb her by saying "a-ngan a-cau" (jangan kacau) wakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;her vocab is getting stronger although a bit on the pelat side. well, i dun expect her to speak in proper sentences but trying to fathom what she is saying is quite a feat :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i can also now ask her directly what she wants to eat. most of the time she will answer "ayam" but of coz i will mention a bevy of things available for her to eat and she will pick one. some of her fave food are nasi lemak (reigning fave), spago bolognese, peanut butter sandwich, nutella sandwich, mac &amp;amp; cheese... carrots and potatoes. she's ok with brocolli if it is not visible to her (must sorok a bit in noodles or rice).. fish is ok-ok. depending on her mood. she also loves bihun goreng. mee goreng also she take (this is of coz, occasional). nasi ayam also ok... and fruits! amagawwddd... she went thru a rambutan and dokong period.. and of coz the usual grapes and mangoes and banana. lately she's ok with those mandarin oranges but apples are a big no-no. mayb because it is too crunchy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsyiah-gZh4/TyC6yy0rprI/AAAAAAAACyA/6S1YpUVZnMM/s1600/262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lsyiah-gZh4/TyC6yy0rprI/AAAAAAAACyA/6S1YpUVZnMM/s320/262.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she loves climbing these day! she can climb on her crib in the picture in seconds. and the other day, i pulled up the crib fence so that she wont climb on. i was just paying her clothes in her closet and the next thing i know i heard her cheering! i turned around and saw her already in her crib! with the fencing up! *gasps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i actually took her back down and asked her to show me how did she climb up. she showed me and expected me to clap my hands cheering for her! of course i had too... but the moment i saw her climbing system, i was like, okkkkk that wasnt that bad... so i let her off with that episode ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfuKRmLtVeo/TyC61EsuKuI/AAAAAAAACyI/bosygTcs36s/s1600/263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfuKRmLtVeo/TyC61EsuKuI/AAAAAAAACyI/bosygTcs36s/s320/263.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i think she is taking on her playschool pretty well. except for her music class. apparently the music class is pretty boring... it was just sitting down in &amp;nbsp;circle and taking turns to sing. even i have to admit it is boring! so, i am thinking of stopping her music class for now and let her do arts instead for february. her Level 3 class looked better so perhaps that can happen in March?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHBXNwQTrU0/TyC63vgjakI/AAAAAAAACyQ/fSt3V-9-dKA/s1600/264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHBXNwQTrU0/TyC63vgjakI/AAAAAAAACyQ/fSt3V-9-dKA/s320/264.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;come weekend, she will definitely request for a swim in the pool. the weather has been unpredictable lately.. but the moment we can take her for a dip, we do! and most of the time i let her enjoy the kiddie pool on her own. i would like her to be a bit independent in that sense. if i were to be in the pool with her, she will be clinging on me! she refuses a floatie.. refuses her floatie swimsuit and now i am clueless as to how i can get her to enjoy the water more. any ideas, mummies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZz50DuLBWU/TyC65i331kI/AAAAAAAACyY/4nGfz_qtBMI/s1600/265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZz50DuLBWU/TyC65i331kI/AAAAAAAACyY/4nGfz_qtBMI/s320/265.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;her sweet tooth is making its presence felt in a huge way. she loves anything chocolate and sweet now!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so stressed up! and everyday, without fail, she will request for ice-cream (i totally blame Hubbykins for this. he indulges her ever so often!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;you dun believe me? just check her out enjoying her ice-cream while we were out for dinner! she will take the ice-cream first and then have some food for dinner. sometimes, a good bowl of it and sometimes, just 3 spoonfuls or so. i really need to watch her sweet intake but with so may people around her indulging, it is quite a task...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she loves dancing!!! didcha know that? well.. it is partially my doing. i would put on glee dvds and we would rock the floor together wakakaakakakakakaka sometimes, we do it in the bedroom too. only i will be dancing on the floor.. she will be jumping and dancing on the bed! it's a win-win situation u see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i encourage her to express herself.. and i get to do some exercise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she still loves main masak-masak and main baby-baby...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IsUQ3Vkd1Z8/TyC68l_28vI/AAAAAAAACyg/T7PXY1zjkcc/s1600/My+Pictures1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IsUQ3Vkd1Z8/TyC68l_28vI/AAAAAAAACyg/T7PXY1zjkcc/s320/My+Pictures1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my little girl now also knows how to appreciate the azan. everytime the azan comes on, she will ask everyone to keep quiet until the azan is completed. and then she will usher everyone to pray. "a-yang! a-yang!" she would inform us. and everytime i prepare myself to pray, she will insist on her own prayer mat. and just look at my little girl 'praying'! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;when we sit antara-dua-sujud, she will raise her forefinger for tahiyat. since i am in telekung, she wouldnt be able to see me lifting my forefinger... so she will eye my telekung ever so intensely to make sure i lift my finger for tahiyat! wakakakakakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she can also differentiate sedap and tak sedap. whenever she's thirsty, she will ask "nak air".. no more "minum". whenever she's hungry, she will hold her tummy and say "a-par". and whenever she's full she goes "a-nyang". there are also more to illustrate but i seriously cannot remember anymore now...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but what i do know, is that she is one cheeky little girl!!! she knows how to twirl her Ayah around her little finger. she knows how to saiko her grandmothers to be on her side. and she definitely knows how to charm her grandfathers to make sure she gets her way whenever her parents are not. sneaky little girl, this one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but in any way, i am enjoying every bit of her developments. i dun mind whether it is too fast or too slow for her age... as long as she is showing progress monthly, i am a happy mummy. plus, kids develop at their own time and pace, yes? i try not to push her.. but i surely encourage her as much as i can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so yahhh.. there goes my entry about my baby in her 26th month.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;if i can, i wanna try upload some of her pictures here...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;we will see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-8821649669386561747?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8821649669386561747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=8821649669386561747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8821649669386561747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8821649669386561747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-six.html' title='twenty six'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxfoHLkW4hU/TyESlNPPR8I/AAAAAAAACyo/CSUIUzQMWeQ/s72-c/261a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4436872228786693697</id><published>2012-01-19T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:10:51.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Ombak Windu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;We had problems with our Astro last weekend and guess what I did on sunday?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I watched 3 movies yo! back-to-back! sorta. one of the movies was.... Ombak Windu! wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;We know it was on astro first but somehow Hubbykins already bought the dvd so we thought we will find a time to watch it. and last sunday it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GhHjpxpKqPQ/Txd6Dd8Ag8I/AAAAAAAACxw/CDtviqXg3D4/s1600/ombakrindu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GhHjpxpKqPQ/Txd6Dd8Ag8I/AAAAAAAACxw/CDtviqXg3D4/s320/ombakrindu.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;How did i find the movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Erm... i dunno. seriously, Aaron (i forgot his movie name!) was portrayed as a somewhat nice guy even from the scene that he knocked down Izzah. I think Lisa did a very good job as the determined girlfriend, a role i would say different from those she ordinarily take on. but of coz her supposedly popular actress character didnt show in the movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Did i cry watching the movie? funnily, yes! wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i think the scene that touched me most was the kena-pukul-dalam-toilet-scene where Aaron thought she was pregnant with his child. i know Izzah asked him to marry her but i dun think there was a solemnization scene, no? oh well.. whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Would i recommend anyone to watch the movie? I know it was all hyped up... maybe it was worth checking out thanks to the hype.. but please do not expect too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;it is thursday peeps! long weekend is coming our way :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4436872228786693697?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4436872228786693697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4436872228786693697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4436872228786693697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4436872228786693697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/ombak-windu.html' title='Ombak Windu'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GhHjpxpKqPQ/Txd6Dd8Ag8I/AAAAAAAACxw/CDtviqXg3D4/s72-c/ombakrindu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2317427119132538830</id><published>2012-01-17T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:47:18.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furlies'/><title type='text'>Baby Smokey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjhXbCvKiHQ/TxTbMypkbbI/AAAAAAAACxo/1d4NX90YOBc/s1600/Fareeha+tengah+bully+Smokey%2521%2521%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjhXbCvKiHQ/TxTbMypkbbI/AAAAAAAACxo/1d4NX90YOBc/s320/Fareeha+tengah+bully+Smokey%2521%2521%2521.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;That is a picture of my babygirl Fairykins with the other male in my life, Smokey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Of Burmese breed, Smokey used to have a lovely shiny coat in the most gorgeous shade of grey. His fur is short and crisp... yet so soft. He would be 10 y.o this year. From the year I brought him home from paws, when he was around 6 weeks old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;This is my hero kampung. When i saw him in that little cage with Angel, it was love at first sight and i practically begged Daddy to allow me to take him home. He was so filthy and so smelly... yucks! But i was smitten when i saw that sad face, looking so forlorn. of coz, i brought him home with Angel (Angel is a siamese, by the way).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Smokey and Angel, they are such soulmates. From just the two of them, our feline family grew... butthey would always stick to each other. They never go back to the cage at night without the other. Even if they do, one would wait ever so patiently for the other to come back. if the one missing does not come back soon enough, the one in the cage is bound to meow away calling the other home. They are so good together that they refused to share their cage with the other cats.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;When Fairykins came around, Smokey being his cool macho self was not that bothered. But he then took a liking to my baby and would watch over her from far. He is not that friendly that way. He used to take naps in my parents' room in the afternoon. He still would.. now just by the door or something. If he is in a good mood... yeah, he would sleep by the bed near my baby's feet. But he has always been very gentle with my baby. Fairykins is such a bully with him, i swear. Just look at that picture! She could climb on him etc.. and he would just sit there like a lazy cat indulging my daughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;That is his favourite napping spot. That yellow ikea chair. My baby always know where to look for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Smokey has been missing for about 5 days now. The longest he has been out and about not coming home. Did you know that he is afraid of the rain? Loathed it like anything! He would sit in the shed if it was raining.. not wanting to get wet at all. kalau kena air hujan menitik atas badan dia, dia meow macam kena simbah air panas!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It is not like him to go away for too long. yes, he loves his dangdut nights (we call it dangdut night coz sometimes he doesnt come back overnight) but he would always be back home in the wee hours in the morning. and 5 days is wayyyy too long a time for him to be missing in action like this. Daddy has asked me to be prepared to not hoping that he would come back. whether he is missing or got into an accident or someone had taken him.. wallahualam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I have about 11 cats now - Smokey, Angel, Ginger, Blitz, Oreo, Kaymen, Crystal, Bebop, Happy, Lucky and BB. Daddy thinks that we cannot have more than 10 at one time. Before Happy Lucky and BB came along, we had Rompee with us so there was 9 of them. Then Mummy took in Happy, a tri-coloured cat. Then Mummy took in Lucky, our 11th cat. Not long after, we lost Rompee, our loveliest cat, also tri-coloured. So we had 10 cats after losing Rompee. Then when Mummy took in BB.. Smokey goes missing. And and BB and Smokey are the only ones that has dark coats. its like, tit for tat u know?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I really hope Smokey will make his way home soon. I really miss him now that he is not around to greet me everytime i go over to Hills to fetch my baby after work. but if he doesnt, he was a great friend to me. he filled me in whenever I was lonely and sad and about the most intelligent cat I have known (ok, im exaggerating here a bit but he is MY cat so who cares). I wish him well and please Allah, he has been very good us. Please let him be in Your good books.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dun deal with losing my furlies very well. I am just about to cry as I am writing this, for he was such joy to be around. He took a piece of me now that i realise he might never come back...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love you, Mokey. You know that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2317427119132538830?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2317427119132538830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2317427119132538830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2317427119132538830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2317427119132538830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/baby-smokey.html' title='Baby Smokey'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjhXbCvKiHQ/TxTbMypkbbI/AAAAAAAACxo/1d4NX90YOBc/s72-c/Fareeha+tengah+bully+Smokey%2521%2521%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5546574313767940305</id><published>2012-01-16T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:57:47.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>Va.ra Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hellooooo peeps!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Imma start my week in this bloggie with my obsession over Va.ra! I spent the weekend nights scouting for Vara shoes on eBay for the fun of it (i cannot stress this more, but I love browsing browsing browsing! but to buy... hmmmm :p) and boy, did i have a good time browsing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The best thing about Va.ra is that... it is really simple and classic! You can really, really dress it up or dress it down. You pick! I have always wanted a Vari.na but during my trip to Hawaii last November, I went into at least 3 Ferragamo boutiques and seriously, my admiration for Va.ra just grows! so.. here goes my dreamlist if ever Va.ra is gonna make its way to my wardrobe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;This time, it will be classic black. and not just the normal black.. we are talking patent black! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9PpwH89q8I/TxN4Nw4jJWI/AAAAAAAACxA/b0USsXxHj4g/s1600/Ferragamo+Miss+Vara+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9PpwH89q8I/TxN4Nw4jJWI/AAAAAAAACxA/b0USsXxHj4g/s320/Ferragamo+Miss+Vara+2.JPG" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I would get myself this Miss Vara Selene Satchel. Perfect for work! Perfect for weekend outings! It's a tote! I luurrrvveeeeee totes! why? becasue I could stuff a lot of things in the tote! The fact that it's patent shows that it can withstand creases and wrinkles better that normal leather too! so, what's not to love about this Selene?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzf1d6BaFQQ/TxN4QYAC1VI/AAAAAAAACxI/E6mdJ7pC1Ok/s1600/vara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzf1d6BaFQQ/TxN4QYAC1VI/AAAAAAAACxI/E6mdJ7pC1Ok/s320/vara.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;For a night out with Hubbykins... for fancy dinner parties... for weddings.. I would get this Piuma clutch! I have seen it in real life, and my oh my this little bow thingy is gorgeous! very simple, very elegant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcKO6VXyOFc/TxN4Q0636NI/AAAAAAAACxM/3zV-tnDZRJE/s1600/vara2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gcKO6VXyOFc/TxN4Q0636NI/AAAAAAAACxM/3zV-tnDZRJE/s320/vara2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The iconic Va.ra pumps! I know it looks very formal and all... but pairing with jeans or casual pants instantly dress it down. No joke! This pump cost a little bit lesser than the Vari.na... perhaps a difference of $100 or so. And to think you can go formal or casual with this... this is definitely a good buy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y883xe2oVmY/TxN4RFFcvXI/AAAAAAAACxU/wrzqSXYmh5w/s1600/vara3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y883xe2oVmY/TxN4RFFcvXI/AAAAAAAACxU/wrzqSXYmh5w/s320/vara3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Va.ra peep toe. For dressier occasions. I have always loved peep toes and this is amazing, yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88AtJMhBWDg/TxN4S6HGD_I/AAAAAAAACxg/iHw2lfjDZv8/s1600/vara4" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88AtJMhBWDg/TxN4S6HGD_I/AAAAAAAACxg/iHw2lfjDZv8/s1600/vara4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;To complete the whole ensemble... the Va.ra long wallet! Coz the french wallet would be too small to fit the stuff in my wallet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And so my brengan session ends here! Of coz, it would not be likely that I would purchase all these soon.... but if I have the moolahs.... I would grab them Va.ra pumps first! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happy Working peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5546574313767940305?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5546574313767940305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5546574313767940305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5546574313767940305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5546574313767940305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/vara-mania.html' title='Va.ra Mania'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9PpwH89q8I/TxN4Nw4jJWI/AAAAAAAACxA/b0USsXxHj4g/s72-c/Ferragamo+Miss+Vara+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2004658656648368060</id><published>2012-01-13T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:33:10.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Qitmir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I am spending my lunch time googling about the supposedly going to be the first and king of all dogs to enter Jannah, Qitmir. According to tales, Qitmir is the dog in the Ashabul Kahfi tale, wherein the dog slept for 309 years along with 6 other muslims in a cave. What intrigued me, was the tale of a dog living in a muslim world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Islamic teachings taught us that dogs can be haram, but it must also be treated as humanely as possible. I mean, pigs are haram too for muslims, but there are no orders from Allah swt saying we must kill all the pigs in the world, no? We simple cannot touch them (for cleanliness purposes) and we cannot consume them (for health purposes). So goes the same for dogs. That some parts of a dog can be najis, hence must be cleaned properly, ie: samak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I came to know the concept of dogs in muslim's world when i read that muslims, a certain growing community at least, are now keeping dogs in their household grounds (if not beyond outer grounds). Quran teachings taught us that there are only two reasons and two reasons only, wherein a dog can be kept by a muslim. one, is to protect the premises. two, as a territory keeper for safety reasons. no way, in any way, did the Quran mentioned that we can keep dogs as pets. so back to the story of Qitmir, as a dog, he humble served the men to protect them, for his loyalty lies in the safety of the men in the name of Allah swt. i think stress may be applied to the word "loyalty", "safety" and also "in the name of Allah swt". for his loyalty, which ultimately is in the name of Allah swt, reward has been promised to him, as Allah swt promises reward for all of his creatures should their behaviour cum activity are done to uphold his Oneness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;does that mean we muslims can freely take in a dog? what about our home grounds? our prayer areas? dogs are considered clean and require no samak from us if they are clean and dry. i stress upon the word "dry" here, meaning that if a dog licks your hand or touches his saliva and/or other wet areas of his body with yours, you are bound to samak yourself, yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;upon googling more, i came upon surah Al-Kahfi. translations may be read &lt;a href="http://www.surah.my/18"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;upon reading it, the Ashabul Kahfi tale can be concluded to be one of the miracles of Allah swt, but must not be treated to mean "yes-we-muslims-can-freely-keep-dogs". even if we would wat to keep a dog to watch over our territory in a farm or ranch, there are certain guidelines we have to follow to keep them. and like all things we do for Allah swt, we must be confident. confident that whatever we are doing is as per His guidelines and teachings, and must never waver. if we cannot do this, safe to say do not embark on it if we know that we are bound to waver off once in a while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;as for me, dogs are creatures of Allah. loyal, friendly and of coz, here for a reason. but i see no association for me and dogs in any way apart from co-existing together in this big world Allah swt has put us on. and i know i would be was-was if there are dogs around or even to keep dog, so i guess it would be best to let them live happily on their own. shoud i come across a dog and i somewhat come into contact with them, if they are dry, i see no reason to samak. but if they are not, i must. i prolly would samak either way anyways just to be sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but the tale of Qitmir, definitely would be a lesson i learnt this friday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;wishing you guys a great weekend peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2004658656648368060?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2004658656648368060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2004658656648368060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2004658656648368060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2004658656648368060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/qitmir.html' title='Qitmir'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-636152071081142085</id><published>2012-01-09T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:50:33.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Handbag Wishlist 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So, following my previous entry... what do i do when i get emotional trying to shop for clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i browse on handbags.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;u know what's the loveliest thing about handbags? they are sure to fit you anytime, anywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;just a matter of whether you look good carrying it. waakakakaakkaakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;*ok lame joke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so here i present you with my top 3 handbag wishlist for 2012.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;this is purely for lusting and viewing pleasure, and not to purchase it. i cannot stress this enough - i love browsing, but that doesnt mean i will buy it. well, i may buy it.. if my provisions permit it. but looking at the way it will be in 2012.. i think NOT :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but it doesnt hurt to have hopes! (Hubbykins, i hope you strike gold and one of these bags below (if not all) would really make your wife happy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ri9lqGYYHp8/Twq11Adqj-I/AAAAAAAACwo/TPp_EMLCP2A/s1600/alma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ri9lqGYYHp8/Twq11Adqj-I/AAAAAAAACwo/TPp_EMLCP2A/s1600/alma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Louis Vuit.ton's &amp;nbsp;Al.ma Ver.nis in Givre&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love the icy cool blue. i prolly will stain it sooner than i want to,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but at least it&amp;nbsp;will not stain&amp;nbsp;as easily as the creamy white one? yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pgnCpthW9J8/Twq12ff0PBI/AAAAAAAACww/kDKyWzI67r8/s1600/stam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pgnCpthW9J8/Twq12ff0PBI/AAAAAAAACww/kDKyWzI67r8/s320/stam.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc Jacobs' Iconic Stam Bag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I want this in black please. Classic against the gold hardware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwMhlsX7oQc/Twq13P3wlRI/AAAAAAAACw4/ME6_Ct43HU8/s1600/totally.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwMhlsX7oQc/Twq13P3wlRI/AAAAAAAACw4/ME6_Ct43HU8/s320/totally.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Louis Vuit.ton's To.tally MM in Da.mier A.zur&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;This crept its way back to 2012 from 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I have always this bag. And I saw it on someone at a mall last saturday and was just assured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;of how gorgeous this bag is. So perfect for travelling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, ladies.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt hurt to dream. let's not go to Chanel just yet coz well, their classic flap can get me two of the above. I like having two more handbags for now. Chanel will come my way when I have reached that stage, if you know what I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! have a great week ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-636152071081142085?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/636152071081142085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=636152071081142085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/636152071081142085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/636152071081142085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/handbag-wishlist-2012.html' title='Handbag Wishlist 2012'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ri9lqGYYHp8/Twq11Adqj-I/AAAAAAAACwo/TPp_EMLCP2A/s72-c/alma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5908934411911368669</id><published>2012-01-06T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:39:18.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Emotionally Shopped? Shopped Emotionally?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i was listening to the radio on the way to work when one of the pre-set stations started discussing a very interesting topic (to me, at least).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ARE YOU AN EMOTIONAL SHOPPER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cz6KfQp2XsQ/TwZOQNRPKcI/AAAAAAAACwg/oeNRR8FEPOs/s1600/shopper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cz6KfQp2XsQ/TwZOQNRPKcI/AAAAAAAACwg/oeNRR8FEPOs/s320/shopper.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i then starting thinking and evaluating myself in that sense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;am i an emotional shopper? am i? am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;come to think of it, i love to &lt;i&gt;browse&lt;/i&gt; rather than to shop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i will like certain tops or shoes and whatnot but i think essentially i am a very practical person. i dun like expensive clothes (i would even hesitate to purchase a top costing rm80!) no matter how pretty it is. i loveeee comfortable shoes but will definitely hesitate spending rm80 on it. i love all these expensive designer handbags but the only ways i would purchase them impromtu are if, (i) im buying not from my own pocket and (ii) my handbag fund ensures i have sufficient provisions to pay for it without hutang keliling pinggang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;perhaps it is due to the fact that i rarely find clothes that fit me to a tee. i am fashion-blind like that. some people know how to mix and match. my style is more laid-back and erm, boring? because i like plain tops, nothing that shows my love handles and finding a truly nice pair of jeans within my price is very difficult too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;the best jeans purchase i made was in tokyo last year (the only jeans purchase) - 1000yen for a H&amp;amp;M pair that i love! i purposely left it a little longer to be worn with high heels and wedges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;perhaps also it is due to the fact that i am distraught that i can never fit on-the-rack clothes anymore. u know, the ones that are "free size". i never had that problem before i gave birth. i could buy those cheap trendy yet comfy clothes and somewhat look presentable. these days, looking presentable is achievable... but i must be willing to spend a little bit more. perhaps i should try closing one eye when making a purchase for something that fits me well? yeahhh well, for rm80, yes. but for rm200... erm, nope. dun think so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so am i an emotional shopper? i think not. but i do get emotional after browsing to shop coz nothing seem to fit me and if they do, they cost wayyyyy too much in my opinion. apart from that, space is an issue too. living in an apartment and limited wardrobe space.. having too many clothes or stuff is difficult!!! its a major problem! my stuff (including handbags) are currently in a two door wardrobe and four drawers.can you imagine fitting in coats, tops, jeans, workpants, worksuits, kurungs, selendangs, pyjamas, handbags, small accessories, undergarments, telekungs, baju rumah etc in that much space? two door wardrobe and four drawers! i used to have a 6-door wardrobe and chest of 3 drawers for all my stuff! so technically, my wardrobe has shrunk a lot in three years! waakakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;perhaps when we have more rezeki to our name, we can purchase a landed property with a nice decent walk-in wardrobe (or even 6-door wardrobe for my own self would do) :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so am i an emotional shopper? i think it would be better to say i dun shop when i am emotional.. but i get emotional when i shop. wakakakakaakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so, are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; an emotional shopper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5908934411911368669?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5908934411911368669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5908934411911368669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5908934411911368669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5908934411911368669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/emotionally-shopped-shopped-emotionally.html' title='Emotionally Shopped? Shopped Emotionally?'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cz6KfQp2XsQ/TwZOQNRPKcI/AAAAAAAACwg/oeNRR8FEPOs/s72-c/shopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6070488981975524426</id><published>2012-01-03T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:13:46.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>Playschool time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So, my little girl does not receive other people well. I mean, she takes a very long time to warm up to other people apart from her grandparents, uncles and anties. Her longest time playmate, Farysh (who is about a year older and doesnt see very often at all these days) also does not receive warm welcome from her the last time they met, which was about 2 weeks ago. She took a good half an hour to warm up to him.. pastu baru macam nak main skali.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I do not find that worrying, but I would love her to develop better social skills. So, after talking it out with Hubbykins, we both agreed to send her to playschool. Deciding which playschool was pretty tough because (i) there wasnt much choice near our place; (ii) we did not want a daily playschool for now; (iii) we wanted diversity in learning and (iv) it must suit our budget!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Some people may think she is a tad too young for playschool (at about 2t6 months now) but hey, at least she's 2-years old. Some parents i know send their child for playschool as early as 6 months (which to me is not necessary). I just want her to spend some time with kids around her age so that she does not close up as easily when she meets other people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So I was down to two options near my place. Gym*boree and Tumble*Tots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;We did some learning comparisons, frequency of classes and of course, price to suit our budget.. we finally decided on the former. That is, after sending her for a supposed trial class. we took all of half an hour to finally decide on the former place. I have been planting the idea to her about the playschool thing for about a month prior to the classes and upon going there for a trial class, she seem very reception and excited! That was a huge relief!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So.. today was her first day at her playschool! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hubbykins kindly got her ready (I have her bag all ready since last night!) and took her to the playschool while I drove there from work. Took time off to see my baby off on her first day! She seemed excited to enter her playschool but hesitated when she saw some other kids. A guardian is to accompany her for all her classes... so I let her Nenna do all the chasing. Afterall, she will be coming in with her Nenna and/or her Maktok depending on which Nursery she will be at that week :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kBU1uRd0Uv0/TwKmUX2hXGI/AAAAAAAACv8/F0gF0IoJP6k/s1600/gymboree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kBU1uRd0Uv0/TwKmUX2hXGI/AAAAAAAACv8/F0gF0IoJP6k/s320/gymboree.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Her first expressions. As you can see - a little bit of wary there... and partly baru bangun tido im-not-warmed-up-for-all-this expression and bottom right picture showed her sorta crying away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It all lasted for about 10 minutes and then she began to follow what the instructor said. For this play-gym class, there was another girl and 4 boys. The two girls were obedient enough to follow what the instructor said but the boys... phewww!!! boys will be boysssss :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gafUQn5q5QU/TwKmWQ_QwCI/AAAAAAAACwE/NyR5o8hR3F4/s1600/gymboree1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gafUQn5q5QU/TwKmWQ_QwCI/AAAAAAAACwE/NyR5o8hR3F4/s320/gymboree1.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I think partially she was pretty confident because her Nenna was around and also becasue she had the freedom of calling "Mummy", "Ayah" and "Tobaba" to sorta show-off whatever she was doing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Classes last for 45 mins, which I think is just about right for kids' attention span. She also will be joining the Music and Arts class.. but for this whole month, I will keep her in the Play+Gym and Music class only. I just want her to familiarise herself with place and atmosphere and the things she will be doing before we proceed to the Arts class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BILpcg0SxAU/TwKmYL4ApAI/AAAAAAAACwM/kw0RDOxG9_c/s1600/gymboree2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BILpcg0SxAU/TwKmYL4ApAI/AAAAAAAACwM/kw0RDOxG9_c/s320/gymboree2.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;The playschool package came with about 64 classes - 34 play+gym, 18 music and 12 arts to be completed by end of 2012.The package also comes with 2 international classes... so should I be travelling anywhere outside Malaysia in 2012, my little girl can join the international classes if they have a Gym*boree branch there. All i needed to do was to inform my branch so that they can issue a letter for the international class accordingly. Cool, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWPR3fkTW8Y/TwKmaISFS2I/AAAAAAAACwU/sZpBZ2kJlsc/s1600/gymboree3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWPR3fkTW8Y/TwKmaISFS2I/AAAAAAAACwU/sZpBZ2kJlsc/s320/gymboree3.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Since she will have 64 classes for 2012.. once a week class will mean the other 12 classes wasted. Twice a week class will last for about 8 months. Classes three times a week would mean the package will last about 6 months. I wanted to send her in twice a week but Hubbykins said why not three times a week? He said to send in three times a week first.. and then if we see that she will not enjoy as much, then we can cut it down to two. I would prefer the reverse method (twice a week first.. then if she's taking it well, to increase it to 3 times) but well... kite kena ingat resolution 2012 ye. Nak jadi isteri yang terbaik kan? dengar lah cakap suami. mana tau membawa berkat and murah rezeki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;so i go with the flow la..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So how did Fairykins do for her first day at playschool?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I think she had a good time! she was excited to meet us after her class to blab about her session (we do not speak german, but she does and we were just nodding and yes-yes away).. but soon after wanted to go back in. we told her we would come back again tomorrow (literally) so I have a feeling she will make us hold on to that promise! wakakakaakakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;the classes and schedules differs for different classes.. so for now it will be twice on weekdays and once during weekend with me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;my first class with her will be this saturday! wish me luck!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6070488981975524426?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6070488981975524426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6070488981975524426&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6070488981975524426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6070488981975524426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2012/01/playschool-time.html' title='Playschool time!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kBU1uRd0Uv0/TwKmUX2hXGI/AAAAAAAACv8/F0gF0IoJP6k/s72-c/gymboree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1646789993534586051</id><published>2011-12-31T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T00:56:12.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Au Revoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPUyAoSK5kc/Tv3iDYvzawI/AAAAAAAACvw/8NmYS7BZGTY/s1600/2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPUyAoSK5kc/Tv3iDYvzawI/AAAAAAAACvw/8NmYS7BZGTY/s1600/2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;2011 is coming to an end. in a few hours, we embark on a new year, new beginning, with new hopes and dare i say, new resolutions? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;anyhoo... so looking back at the year that was, how was it for you? has it been a good year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;for me, i can say... it has been much better than 2010 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;2010 was a very trying year for me but i had a good start to 2011 and so... i think that positive spirit kept me in better part of the cycle called life. i mean, like any other people... i had my ups and downs. i began to appreciate things more... i have mellowed down in a lot of aspects... i now know the real meaning of "ignorance is bliss"... i have adapted to a more positive attitude... i learnt to be selfish to myself by making sure that i reward myself for things i believe i deserve - at my own pace, time and cost. i try to appreciate people around me that matters most with surprises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but with those ups... came with downs. Allah swt is fair. He gave some, He pulled away some. this has not been a good year in terms of longevity and health. i lost a cousin whom i was close to. a close family friend, too passed on. at least two people i know have health problems. another one has been diagnosed with terminal illness. and my most trying time - when Hubbykins also fell sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;all these people are young, with a good lifestyle and fairly active. of coz, there are vices involved - like Hubbykins who is a smoker but nothing grave like drugs, alcohol etc. and their symptoms are fairly vague... as in they were a little under the weather here and there, but upon checking, the results were pretty shocking kinda thing, u know? and to make myself sound pretty shallow (make that very), i gained 5kgs since i gave birth to Fairykins!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;if anything, 2011 thought me to have better self-control.. less self-centredness and that if you have a good support system, you can go thru anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8-MNFdqMAQ/Tv3h7NLiKqI/AAAAAAAACvg/_km2I6iXrlQ/s1600/2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8-MNFdqMAQ/Tv3h7NLiKqI/AAAAAAAACvg/_km2I6iXrlQ/s320/2012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So, what are my hopes for 2012?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I want to be a better Muslimah. I admit I may have not done enough to make myself a better Muslimah but I wish for discipline, diligence and self-awareness. I have not read the Quran proper for some months now... and I wish to do so everyday, even if it will just be a line of the Quran. But I aim to do it on a daily basis. I beg You, ya Allah... instill this in me to open your Holy book and read a line or two every single day. You know how your conscience (or sub, for that matter) keeps haunting you to do something? I hope to have that at the back of my mind, everyday so that I will read a line or two a day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I wish to be a better wife. Not only better, but the best wife for Hubbykins. I thank him for his kind understanding love and support... and in return, I wish to be his best companion, in every angle he wants and needs me to be. chewaaahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thank you, ya Allah for this glorious opportunity to be a mother. I pray that one day, soon enough my little Fairykins will have the chance to be a big sister, if He wills it so. I wish to be the best mother for her and her future siblings (insyAllah) and may they be blessed and receive all the good things in life that Allah swt has to offer for her (and them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I wish to be a better daughter to my parents. More ikut kata, less buat sesuka hati. heheheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I may not have a lot of years or time left with them... I hope to make sure that I please them with my being and self, even if whatever it may be, I will against it. of coz, if i think it is too much, i will speak my mind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i have that tendency, yes. speaking my mind too often and too loud. wakakakakakkakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I wish to be a better person, in general. With more discipline, mental strength, patience, tolerance... emotional intelligence. I wish to be poised and graceful when dealing with things that may not be on my side.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I want to be more of a lady, than a woman. This will prove to be somewhat challenging, but one i wish to see thru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I wish for good and excellent health, for me.. Hubbykins, Fairykins, my family, in-laws and everyone I know. &amp;nbsp;A person truly blessed is a person with good health... for with that, we get to achieve a lot more that we want. that is of coz, in my humble opinion. with this, we can work towards our career, our material needs and wealth.. and many more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;with Allah swt's will, I wish t have a great 2012 ahead. always in His mind and protection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;AMIN.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1646789993534586051?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1646789993534586051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1646789993534586051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1646789993534586051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1646789993534586051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-is-coming-to-end.html' title='Au Revoir'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPUyAoSK5kc/Tv3iDYvzawI/AAAAAAAACvw/8NmYS7BZGTY/s72-c/2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1868454776410719278</id><published>2011-12-28T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:38:39.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>25 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;My baby is 25 months!!! Well, she will be turning 26 months next week.. but nevertheless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She has been trying to talk a storm now! So mulut murai like that!!! wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Has got a mind of her own, most definitely. She can relate to "no".. but dun quite know how to relate to "yes" yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I have been trying to teach her basic etiquettes - u know, "please", "thank you", "excuse me" and "sorry".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She has been getting the hang of please and sorry... but is a bit confused about thank you and excuse me. maybe she dont quite know when to use it wakakakaakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;here are some snapshots of her doing things she seem to love best these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fWAxP0T-LLI/TvqUIvnQ5tI/AAAAAAAACuU/qMy2Yq4uOs4/s1600/25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fWAxP0T-LLI/TvqUIvnQ5tI/AAAAAAAACuU/qMy2Yq4uOs4/s320/25.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;This is her "kitchen time" with me. This happen whenever I am cooking. ALL THE TIME.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I will be cooking away.. and she will be "cooking" at the sink. with some basins and cups and water. wakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she still stand on the stool and spend her time there la. she is still within my arm's reach anyways, coz our wet kitchen is small so where I am standing taking her picture is actually my cooking spot. everytime i tell her i wanna cook in the kitchen, she will say "nak itot" and start finding the stool for her to stand on!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAD0D2AMiHI/TvqUJc38CZI/AAAAAAAACuY/2XLH_OIUJU4/s1600/25%252810%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAD0D2AMiHI/TvqUJc38CZI/AAAAAAAACuY/2XLH_OIUJU4/s320/25%252810%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Still crazy over Tutti Frutti. I dun encourage her to take ice cream. But i am totally fine with froyo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I think it does help with her digestive system and we all know yoghurt is good for your health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She robbed her Ayah of RM25 for this cup and she ate almost quarter of it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VyNC9uV4fow/TvqUMDEtKXI/AAAAAAAACuk/REY4pDb5MSo/s1600/251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VyNC9uV4fow/TvqUMDEtKXI/AAAAAAAACuk/REY4pDb5MSo/s320/251.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;She knows going in the car with me &amp;nbsp;means she will have to sit in her car seat. Normally I would have the iPod keeping her company.. but this time around, for this particular trip, i forgot about it! and lucky i had some books. dah la tengah jam heheheeehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAGAjvueQYA/TvqUWroQOrI/AAAAAAAACus/bW0MPQun5ZA/s1600/252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uAGAjvueQYA/TvqUWroQOrI/AAAAAAAACus/bW0MPQun5ZA/s320/252.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;My little girl with some accessories. That is her first sunnies. She kinda like wearing sunnies. She will ask for her sunnies each time the sun is up high. and I managed to get her to put on those minnie ears! albeit, for a short while. she never like headgears much anyways...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJgL5CXGHzc/TvqUcFmfxPI/AAAAAAAACu0/YfE6KNAitYw/s1600/253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJgL5CXGHzc/TvqUcFmfxPI/AAAAAAAACu0/YfE6KNAitYw/s320/253.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Her fave food is "ayam!". that seems to be the answer from her all the time! &amp;nbsp;and nasi lemak, which she calls "na-mak" heheheehehehehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;generally, she eat whatever i put on the table. these days she knows "dap!" and "tak sedap" and has started being picky with her food. not so picky as yet... but going that way. at least she loves fruits! thank god for that! her current obsession is rambutan! makan 5-6 biji takde hallll je setiap kali makan! the other day, she ate 3/4 of a mango on her own!!! but i dun limit her fruits intake anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she also loves half-boiled eggs! of coz i make it more towards 3/4-boiled. kicap and "ni-osh" (sauce) seems to be her faves too!!! makan apa-apa pun nak kena cicah sos. makan nasi kuah apa pun nak kena letak kicap skittt pfftttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5JMmjOmiQc/TvqUkk_qf4I/AAAAAAAACu8/7NJagYh-7Zs/s1600/254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5JMmjOmiQc/TvqUkk_qf4I/AAAAAAAACu8/7NJagYh-7Zs/s320/254.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;her fave mode of mobility = RUNNING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;masyAllahhhhhh lemah jantunggg! she loves running.. but not looking in front! she will tengok atas la.. tengok tepi laa... tengok belakang laaaa... tapi kaki lariiiii gak! kasi luruh jantung tau! she also loves dancing while walking. adaaaa je aksi-aksi menari dia waakakakakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7K7gvIDdWYI/TvqUtp_mOPI/AAAAAAAACvE/JZsZIzReQe8/s1600/255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7K7gvIDdWYI/TvqUtp_mOPI/AAAAAAAACvE/JZsZIzReQe8/s320/255.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she loves drawing these days. and colouring. and stickers. and main masak-masak. main baby-baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she also loves puzzle but doesnt have the patience to complete it waakakakakaakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;she loves watering the flowers by the balcony... suka tolong orang sapu sampah. very domesticated gitu!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i am gonna end my entry with a picture of the three of us. she must stand or stay between me and Hubbykins. never on either side. jealous la gamaknya kan? she knows im the bad cop and Ayah is the good cop.. so if she wants something, she will go after her Ayah. Ayah is soooo spoiling her like that. gives her whatever she wants. of coz Mummy will be the one saying yes and no and can and cannot... ppfffttttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdurrnzUDPw/TvqU43h0LpI/AAAAAAAACvM/ChhvdKKgfKg/s1600/256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdurrnzUDPw/TvqU43h0LpI/AAAAAAAACvM/ChhvdKKgfKg/s320/256.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;AYAH. MUMMYKINS. FAIRYKINS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;One. Happy. Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1868454776410719278?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1868454776410719278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1868454776410719278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1868454776410719278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1868454776410719278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/25-months.html' title='25 months!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fWAxP0T-LLI/TvqUIvnQ5tI/AAAAAAAACuU/qMy2Yq4uOs4/s72-c/25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4870125386374622517</id><published>2011-12-27T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:52:33.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;After so long of not going out for movie dates with Hubbykins, we did so two days in a row!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;waakakakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;He actually wanted to watch Ombak Rindu but the movie shows were mostly before 6pm. Trying to watch that on weekdays are no-no ok? So I managed to get tickets to watch Mission Impossible Friday Night, 8pm show. But that was not a good plan! With the jam and the rain and the driving everywhere, we did not quite make it on time! We were already there but yeah, things came up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;Hubbykins was being such a sweetie and bought tickets to watch Twilight Breaking Dawn Part I instead! I tweeted about this slightly before I came back from US and yay! Not only that, he even bought tickets to watch Mission Impossible the next day! But one at a time ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2KisokZ-NI/TvlJYaWnKpI/AAAAAAAACtM/F2AfpaGseXE/s1600/teilight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2KisokZ-NI/TvlJYaWnKpI/AAAAAAAACtM/F2AfpaGseXE/s1600/teilight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;TWILIGHT BREAKING DAWN PART I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;U guys would know by now that I read the whole Twilight series. so naturally, this is the final book and I already know the ending and I just wanna see some action. But of course, Part I of the book is all lovey-dovey. The movie shows that too. It is Part II that has all the action going on so I cant wait for it! Hubbykins thinks Part I was too slow and dare I say, boring.. but I am ok with it. They obviously cut down all the romance and perhaps sex part (if there was any uncut) but I seriously do not think the movie did the storyline justice. It was cut short in too many angles. Too many. Verdict : ok-ok la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYuO33cRuRw/TvlJZ15vRLI/AAAAAAAACtU/xQ8APQD8Z3w/s1600/MImpossible.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYuO33cRuRw/TvlJZ15vRLI/AAAAAAAACtU/xQ8APQD8Z3w/s320/MImpossible.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;MISSION IMPOSSIBLE : GHOST PROTOCOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I somehow always confuse MI with James 007 Bond. I means, its more of less similar. But, good enough for me to tell the difference as well. Get me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Anyhoo, yeahhh... this was good. I like his geeky Agent who never had a chance with field operations. so comel like dat! And Agent Brandt (was that his name?).. he is also cool yo! weird how I think i have seen him in some other movies but dun quite remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;My take on this MI? Not bad at all! I am not a movie junkie... I mean, movies are purely leisure for me.. so anything goes really. 2-hours spent on movies without interruption? That's heaven for me ok??? One of my life's simple pleasures. So this is good in my book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Feel like watching Sherlock Holmes next! Cant wait for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4870125386374622517?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4870125386374622517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4870125386374622517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4870125386374622517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4870125386374622517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/movie-dates.html' title='Movie Dates'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2KisokZ-NI/TvlJYaWnKpI/AAAAAAAACtM/F2AfpaGseXE/s72-c/teilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-8600803598280859871</id><published>2011-12-15T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:23:15.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>30th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZDlB3to96c/Tul1oGrOG0I/AAAAAAAACtA/CUXM5VYfwc0/s1600/IMG_6321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZDlB3to96c/Tul1oGrOG0I/AAAAAAAACtA/CUXM5VYfwc0/s320/IMG_6321.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Hubbykins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;joyeux anniversaire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;vous aime beaucoup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;et j'ai hâte de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;célébrer plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;grand nombre de vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;birhtdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;avec vous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-8600803598280859871?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8600803598280859871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=8600803598280859871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8600803598280859871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8600803598280859871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/30th.html' title='30th'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZDlB3to96c/Tul1oGrOG0I/AAAAAAAACtA/CUXM5VYfwc0/s72-c/IMG_6321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7293175960500655736</id><published>2011-12-09T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T18:06:16.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>not around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wont be around next week in The Office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_iJx5MqooA/TuHctI9eRDI/AAAAAAAACsg/q8vzG9O7tuY/s320/TeamBuilding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684066872775820338" /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; a day after i come back from the team building. &lt;div&gt;like, today come back from team building, the next day is rest day as I have applied for leave and the day after to the retreat! phewww!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bz5SN4MGpCw/TuHct63zBwI/AAAAAAAACss/dlPrHY4unbM/s1600/retreat.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bz5SN4MGpCw/TuHct63zBwI/AAAAAAAACss/dlPrHY4unbM/s320/retreat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684066886173787906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DURING HUBBYKINS' BIRTHDAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*crying my eyes out*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really wanna be around for his birthday. i have planned a little something for him.. and now looks like whether it will be put on hold or i will have to do it earlier before i go for the retreat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not actually looking forward to this... but it is something i have to do, and i will do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a lighter note, here's to the weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7293175960500655736?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7293175960500655736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7293175960500655736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7293175960500655736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7293175960500655736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-around.html' title='not around'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V_iJx5MqooA/TuHctI9eRDI/AAAAAAAACsg/q8vzG9O7tuY/s72-c/TeamBuilding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1260536299017216916</id><published>2011-12-07T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:18:17.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>Ba.len.cia.ga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of the bags that i really like is the Balenc*aga G*ant C*ty (BGC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I am gonna do these dots and stars on certain names from now on because I dun want my blog to be listed in the search engine whenever people search for certain names)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the giant studs, I love the look of the sorta roughen up leather and the twist braid at the handles. I love the little mirror that comes with it, that the bag is roomy and I love the dual-carry system. I love the vibrant colours that comes out every season and I love the fact that not many people carry Balenciaga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of the reason i know, is because Balenciaga does not have a boutique in Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau ada, memang every tai-tai will be carrying a Balenciaga! of all the ranges there are, i somewhat love the Giant City range. coz of the giant studs. silver or rose gold, either works depending on the colour of your bag of course. but my preferences seems to lie more towards rose gold :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;priced at between rm6.5-7k now, the bag does not come cheap. obviously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and parting with rm7k for a bag... phew! that is hefty. i do not earn enough money to part with rm7k in the blink of an eye just yet. and i know if i were to start my handbag fund again, the fund will go on for about 3 years until i can actually afford to own a BGC. did i just contemplated not buying a handbag for 3 years? that is sooooo NOT going to happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine my heartbreak when i read somewhere that the BGC range will be phased out next season!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wailing like a little Fareeha that did not get her ice-cream*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there goes my dream of owning a BGC! i certainly couldnt afford one now.. and later, when i can, perhaps i will need to go for very good preloved ones that have been sitting in someone's closet for 5 years or something ( you will be surprised that there are people like that. buys a handbag now, keep it in the closet for 3 years. perhaps used in once or twice and then decides to sell it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT. we must not lose hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's berangan if i can own a BGC, what clour shall it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTb2IEDc4Pk/Tt7HQGvWh6I/AAAAAAAACrk/LAMnA9KPmxE/s320/BalenciagaCyclamen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683198859289200546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zsy_ya6-J8/Tt7HQaeo5wI/AAAAAAAACr8/zNN_-_Bd_1g/s1600/balenciagakourtney.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofg7Wptdlzo/Tt7HRDmd_rI/AAAAAAAACsI/o3NSxe77_u4/s1600/BalenciagaMollie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i would probably get it in this beautiful Cyclamen! Now that military green may not be available anymore...&lt;div&gt;the B brand is all about colours. of course classics tend to have longer mileage but some bags are meant to be in classic colours. the BGC is included. but having it in other vibrant colours rock too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some pictures of celebrities with their BGC. they tend to go for classic colours too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj1M0vXXsVg/Tt7HRZBJ_MI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Usq3n3Wq5Us/s1600/balenciagavanessa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj1M0vXXsVg/Tt7HRZBJ_MI/AAAAAAAACsQ/Usq3n3Wq5Us/s320/balenciagavanessa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683198881375583426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofg7Wptdlzo/Tt7HRDmd_rI/AAAAAAAACsI/o3NSxe77_u4/s1600/BalenciagaMollie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ofg7Wptdlzo/Tt7HRDmd_rI/AAAAAAAACsI/o3NSxe77_u4/s320/BalenciagaMollie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683198875626503858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mol.lie King. Lovely grey dun you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zsy_ya6-J8/Tt7HQaeo5wI/AAAAAAAACr8/zNN_-_Bd_1g/s1600/balenciagakourtney.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zsy_ya6-J8/Tt7HQaeo5wI/AAAAAAAACr8/zNN_-_Bd_1g/s320/balenciagakourtney.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683198864587810562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kourt.ney Kar.dashian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsSEX9Kvjc8/Tt7HQFvdbzI/AAAAAAAACrs/GynU4n8MkJI/s1600/balenciagakate.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qsSEX9Kvjc8/Tt7HQFvdbzI/AAAAAAAACrs/GynU4n8MkJI/s320/balenciagakate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683198859021217586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate Beckin.sale with her royal blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taking a second look at the royal blue, i have been wanting something blue as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the lighter version would have to be this season's Atlantique, which is pretty gorgeous too, i might add. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okkkaayyyy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;berangan session just ended! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohhhh BGC... i guess we are not meant to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1260536299017216916?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1260536299017216916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1260536299017216916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1260536299017216916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1260536299017216916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/balenciaga.html' title='Ba.len.cia.ga'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTb2IEDc4Pk/Tt7HQGvWh6I/AAAAAAAACrk/LAMnA9KPmxE/s72-c/BalenciagaCyclamen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4724072628597589297</id><published>2011-12-02T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:25:27.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Flashmobs</title><content type='html'>I bet u guys have heard of flash mobs. &lt;div&gt;seriously, i am a fan. i like watching them and i would really like to participate in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's great about it is that, a group of people will gather, strangers friends families etc to dance/ sing/ freeze/whatever as a group in the middle of a place out of a sudden and when the song finishes and the dance routine is completed, they will all walk off as if nothing happened! that is, the whole idea of a flash mob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best part is, NO AGE LIMIT! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and and.... ANYONE CAN JOIN! i love the videos that have kids in it.. and a couple of elderly people.. and corporate executives strutting their moves in their suits. as in, showing that anyone anywhere can just be a part of it and have fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for more info flashmob, read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flash_mob"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think, for the love of dancing and just doing something out of the ordinary, this is a real feel good booster. here are some videos i love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f967e0e66934b91b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df967e0e66934b91b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331929278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D676D752A732692CE316D2E58C896F0D826774094.792621E84A6F90CB2E64A3D060879606C0E463E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df967e0e66934b91b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTIPw9mQbTS6JWlkPEqK73yYE2hc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df967e0e66934b91b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331929278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D676D752A732692CE316D2E58C896F0D826774094.792621E84A6F90CB2E64A3D060879606C0E463E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df967e0e66934b91b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTIPw9mQbTS6JWlkPEqK73yYE2hc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fe1473675aaefd61" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfe1473675aaefd61%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331929278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D67A58BC41A6E091DE977FF6E8A45B97C1E2F20.53C973F1E79F4855056C4470E76BD20F472A9C83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfe1473675aaefd61%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBUmbJ3QV80wvw84rtPxdTd4DQFA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfe1473675aaefd61%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331929278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D67A58BC41A6E091DE977FF6E8A45B97C1E2F20.53C973F1E79F4855056C4470E76BD20F472A9C83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfe1473675aaefd61%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBUmbJ3QV80wvw84rtPxdTd4DQFA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seriously think the Caucasians does it better than us Asians. they are more sporting, candid, impromptu and not so into themselves. u see, the whole idea of flash mob is to dance or act out of nowhere and then to leave as if nothing happened. but we asians are a little bit too full of ourselves (we gotta admit that!) that we cheer and high-five and clap and whatnot after the flash mob; ie: defeats the whole purpose of flash mobs in the first place! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u want more of these flash mobs? youtube them out. and compare and see if what i said is true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysians did flash mob too, and we were simply too aware of things to actually make it good, IMHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have fun watching! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4724072628597589297?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4724072628597589297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4724072628597589297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4724072628597589297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4724072628597589297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/flashmobs.html' title='Flashmobs'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-8084906446195036476</id><published>2011-11-25T16:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:40:42.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>2nd Birthday Splish Splash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My little girl turned two on 1st November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubbykins and myself tookleave on that day to be with her and celebrate, since we wont be having a birthday celebration for her this year. I wanted to and i had the theme all ready... but due to work commitments and various weddings in November, we scraped the birthday bash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we both sang the birthday song to her when midnight struck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she just fell asleep or so.. but when she heard her Ayah singing the birthday song... she woke up and got excited! she even tried to sing along with us! tangkap ayat yang blakang-blakang je la. it was probably a new catchy song to her... so she was shaking her shoulders and all hehehehehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. no birthday party. What did we do instead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for a little splish splash birthday celebration with the celebrated one, her uncles and her antie sedara's!  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Bt3hG9-tZw/Ts9O8h1HgZI/AAAAAAAACq8/23Era9NQ7pM/s1600/24%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Bt3hG9-tZw/Ts9O8h1HgZI/AAAAAAAACq8/23Era9NQ7pM/s320/24%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678844456917762450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Floral Jumpsuit : Cotton On Kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shoes : Crocs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunnies : Cotton On Kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hWfVWOVnmqI/Ts9O8cxMM1I/AAAAAAAACq0/2lxQ-3kbDpk/s1600/24.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hWfVWOVnmqI/Ts9O8cxMM1I/AAAAAAAACq0/2lxQ-3kbDpk/s320/24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678844455559115602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was soooo excited becoz "Awep" (Uncle Arif / Adik) came over to Casa first. and when she saw we were all going out together.. lagi la seronok! we went in one car je.. naik Estima since it was only six of us + 1 kid. We had Sunway Lagoon in mind but it was their off day. So we went to the next best thing - Desa Waterpark!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went about 12pm-ish and arrived at almost 1opm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2oyN9jet7nU/Ts9OEd0A9MI/AAAAAAAACqE/5AQuVwv8Aqo/s320/241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678843493766722754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzmVySHZ89I/Ts9OF3dEAhI/AAAAAAAACqc/YeCctU5DpfY/s1600/243.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;he was all ready to take a dip!!! so i changed her into her swimsuit and let her go. we hung out mostly at the surfing wave pool area.. and the Birthday Girl wasnt too keen on going into the (deep) water so she hung out mostly at the shallow areas. Hubbykins is not so much in the picture because he was too busy staying under the shade! *_*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzmVySHZ89I/Ts9OF3dEAhI/AAAAAAAACqc/YeCctU5DpfY/s320/243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678843517829644818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we also took her to the little kids' pool but she seem to prefer the surfing wave pool better. luassss skit kot. we took some nasi goreng for lunch (not that great, and we cannot take in outside food plak tu) and then went for a dip again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4a4sQlXHzCQ/Ts9OEtz344I/AAAAAAAACqQ/9Dx7nTdxBEE/s320/242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678843498061095810" /&gt;Birthday Girl was happiest staying by the side... just rolling around in the shallow water, as the picture below illustrates. we prolly stayed there for 2.5 hours in total before making our trip back home at almost 4 or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4a4sQlXHzCQ/Ts9OEtz344I/AAAAAAAACqQ/9Dx7nTdxBEE/s1600/242.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4a4sQlXHzCQ/Ts9OEtz344I/AAAAAAAACqQ/9Dx7nTdxBEE/s1600/242.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-onzsXX97tkk/Ts9OGCGzEoI/AAAAAAAACqo/xl_LQ9VH73g/s320/244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678843520689050242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wL8uidYoERA/Ts9SHENMryI/AAAAAAAACrU/ynpsu9os8_M/s320/IMG-20111101-00185.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678847936479145762" /&gt;Penat sangat gamaknya gi swimming so she sleep on the way back. in fact, when we reached Casa, we all slept! wakakakakakakakaaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that night, Fareeha celebrated her birthday with her family KD. Tok Ayah treated the family to Tony Roma's and Onishhh had balloons and giftpack surprises! soooo sweet of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;originally, i wanted to have a minnie mouse birthday party and Fareeha saw some of the party pictures i had as inspiration and even she got excited! sooo... Onishhh kindly bought her a Minnie Minnie Mouse balloon and mini doll! Birthday Girl loved it!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cePqCOB6OHY/Ts9SG4wBWwI/AAAAAAAACrM/5z5jaadw--Q/s320/27a0a022509e07de952ab66ec0d70695%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678847933403978498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY SWEET FAREEHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mummy and Ayah loves you big fat bunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-8084906446195036476?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8084906446195036476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=8084906446195036476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8084906446195036476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8084906446195036476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/2nd-birthday-splish-splash.html' title='2nd Birthday Splish Splash!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Bt3hG9-tZw/Ts9O8h1HgZI/AAAAAAAACq8/23Era9NQ7pM/s72-c/24%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2685064588570713943</id><published>2011-11-24T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T10:33:36.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>Guc.ci Ga.lo.re</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so i was feeling a tad sleepy yesterday... and so i browsed Gucci Online Boutique to feast my eyes heheheheeheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mana la tau... kot-kot bley masukkan target as Handbag of the Year 2012 :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo, i picked up some and this definitely goes into my Wishlist 2012&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2gqegMbCHc/Ts2gyMt3GOI/AAAAAAAACps/0b7PHOXI8Xw/s320/guccicraft.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678371489451546850" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gucci Craft Medium Tote with Pouch in Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, this screams Gucci like anything but i love the colour! (i am into colours now, remember?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the snakeskin pouch is gorgeous!!! my immediate thought after oh-i-love-this-bag was, mana nak carik kasut yang matching? dah la the blue is not easy to match with the other blue shoes in the market. mostly kan macam navy blue or turqoise etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fret not! i found that Gucci has matching heels to match the Craft tote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8e9p4_Xirms/Ts2gyf0YnnI/AAAAAAAACp4/HjyB0TvzR7w/s1600/guccicraftshoes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8e9p4_Xirms/Ts2gyf0YnnI/AAAAAAAACp4/HjyB0TvzR7w/s320/guccicraftshoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678371494579183218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gucci Craft Heels!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, this is prolly 4 inches or so.. and the platform heel will really help me in the erm, height area but i dunno if i would actually wear this pair of soles! but the thought that it has matching shoes... made it somewhat comforting? heheheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zd6Rr_kKE0/Ts2gxzN2lxI/AAAAAAAACpc/6g_wCFESz1M/s1600/guccilovely.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zd6Rr_kKE0/Ts2gxzN2lxI/AAAAAAAACpc/6g_wCFESz1M/s320/guccilovely.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678371482606409490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I fell in love with this &lt;b&gt;Gucci Lovely Medium Hobo Bag&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;interlocking GG is actually in a heart shape. comel kan???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i love the white trimmings. i dun think i could ever bring myself to buy another all white handbag so white trimmings like this will work just fine. and its a hobo! do i have a hobo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope! dun think so! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also just got myself a Ladies Web Medium Tote... so i thought.. kalau tak dapat bag baru pun for 2012... maybe i can get myself the matching wallet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presenting the &lt;b&gt;Gucci Continental Wallet with Web&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3v-UXAxjj_g/Ts2gxvd7FjI/AAAAAAAACpI/44nj9XwGcvo/s320/guccicontinental.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678371481600071218" /&gt;matches my Ladies Web Tote to a tee!!! like, a TEE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo... yah. im still looking for a nice pair of pumps to go with my Ladies Web. The dark brown trimmings made it slightly difficult for me to find a pair that would somewhat blend in with the colour. and if i have the moolahs.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would get myself this pair of &lt;b&gt;Gucci Mayfair Ballet Flats&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzv5AStT3KM/Ts2gxx8oLOI/AAAAAAAACpU/kd5i1VDNUGA/s1600/guccimayfair.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzv5AStT3KM/Ts2gxx8oLOI/AAAAAAAACpU/kd5i1VDNUGA/s320/guccimayfair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678371482265726178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok la, my bag is not exactly the mayfair range.. but the signature stripes are still there! and the little ribbons made it soooo comel! if money is not an issue, i would definitely get myself these lovelies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, berangan time is overrr! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to work peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2685064588570713943?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2685064588570713943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2685064588570713943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2685064588570713943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2685064588570713943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/gucci-galore.html' title='Guc.ci Ga.lo.re'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2gqegMbCHc/Ts2gyMt3GOI/AAAAAAAACps/0b7PHOXI8Xw/s72-c/guccicraft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5899071818486908585</id><published>2011-11-23T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T10:39:25.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>A little treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, for my work trip to Tokyo and Honolulu, I had in mind to purchase some nice pants and clothes for my little girl. I mean, its the USA! the place where factory outlets were in abundance and the prices are dirt cheap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy and MIL siap pesan suruh belikan Coach handbags ok! knowing how much cheaper it is over there! Hubbykins was adamant in wanting an Oakley. so, i thought... if i have extra money, i will want to get myself a new arm candy too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasnt at the top of my mind. on top of my mind was to get myself clothes and shoes! wakakaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at KLIA during sending me off, Hubbykins was kind enough and gave me some $$$ and told me, "Buy yourself something nice!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JACKPOT wehhh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made sure i kept that amount of money aside and kept it for contigency. (you know, in case anything happens). i didnt spend it at all until the very last day of the trip. i was scheduled to fly off to KL at night so i got the whole day to ourselves, some sort. i then made a trip to get ourselves something nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wanst enough to get me the Chanel Maxi Jumbo Flap, but it was enough to get me &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z9e93qNZCQ/TsxYVF5DOhI/AAAAAAAACo8/5_h8ufQ954c/s1600/IMG00025-20111123-1009%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z9e93qNZCQ/TsxYVF5DOhI/AAAAAAAACo8/5_h8ufQ954c/s320/IMG00025-20111123-1009%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678010349589314066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coach Sabrina Patent Leather in Purple / Plum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry gambar senget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wanted something with colours and i had dark or navy blue or grey in mind. somehow, the designs at the outlet wasn't that appealing.. and so when i gazed upon this colour, i immediately fell in love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the $$$ Hubbykins gave me was more than enough for the handbag... and so i decided to get myself a matching wallet. coz i looovveeee matching-matching stuff like dat! i had a choice between the accordion, the medium-sized or the slim envelope. i ruled out the medium-sized immediately because well, it has only one bill slot. that left me with accordion or the slim envelope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i have an accordion from AH so i thought... let's go for something different. i never had the slim envelope type... and the price for the slim envelope would be jussstttt right to total up to the amount of $$$ Hubbykins generously gave me. and so i took the slim envelope! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;why did i choose the almost-classic Sabrina?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well, first of all.. its a very basic design. i like things basic, as u can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then, its patent! i never have anything in patent before! plus, the care card said maintaining patent is much much easier than maintaining full leather... so im all for anything easy maintainence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;third, i love the vibrant purple plum-ish color! my bags are mostly black or brown or blue. i only have one coloured handbag and that is yellow. so this is a nice addition! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fourth, its dual-wear! didcha know dat? im sure you did! it can be carried hand-held.. or u can unclip the longer strap and lug it around your shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fifth, the size is just nice. i love big totes.. but i think i have too many of such. so this very nicely sized medium bag is perfect to stuff my essentials. ok la.. its a bit difficult for me to find my items in there coz everything is sooo compact together but nice, all the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sixth, the bag AND wallet are very very very reasonably priced!!! hint : total price i paid are prolly only 2/5 of the retail price! whats not to love about a good bargsain? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so welcome Sabrina to my closet! make friends with my other babies ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THANK YOU HUBBYKINS! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5899071818486908585?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5899071818486908585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5899071818486908585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5899071818486908585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5899071818486908585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-treat.html' title='A little treat!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7z9e93qNZCQ/TsxYVF5DOhI/AAAAAAAACo8/5_h8ufQ954c/s72-c/IMG00025-20111123-1009%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5060723838902659587</id><published>2011-11-18T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:27:16.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>more reviews!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you do when you are stuck in a flight for almost 20 hours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u go on a movie marathon yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, sort of. it was a 14-hr flight to Taipei and then we got off the plane for about 40 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and continued our journey for about 5 hours to Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched three (3) new movies... and then i saw Sherlock Holmes and Clash of The Titans, both of which i have seen before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo, the three (3) new movies are as follows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzCcNHDRoh4/TsWhc9v6u9I/AAAAAAAACok/yt5AKALjcKs/s1600/montecarlo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzCcNHDRoh4/TsWhc9v6u9I/AAAAAAAACok/yt5AKALjcKs/s320/montecarlo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676120424354331602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MONTE CARLO. starring Selena Gomez. another chick flick. it has a young feel to it.. nothing dramatic or heavy and well, a very very light flick! i thought it was sweet. i dun normally do romance or chick flick but i really needed something that doesnt require me to do some thinking &lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha and this was just perfect! if i were still in my teens and/or early 20s, this would be the sort of movie i watch and then go to sleep dreaming about my own handsome prince :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSShfax-sDE/TsWhcyAO37I/AAAAAAAACoU/bp5uLoRnij8/s1600/captainAmerica.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aSShfax-sDE/TsWhcyAO37I/AAAAAAAACoU/bp5uLoRnij8/s320/captainAmerica.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676120421201534898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i also saw CAPTAIN AMERICA. Sam Worthington is hot yo! Hot in a very, erm, squeaky clean nerdy way. i dun read comics but i can see the continuity (sorta)... it was afterall, set in the 40s. but i take it there would be a sequel to this.. coz apparently he went sleeping for 75 years and woke up in 2010 or 2011. and poof! the movie ended there! potong skit laaa ending dia.. but still, a good action movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DloCMP9tdfQ/TsWhcsrMz6I/AAAAAAAACoM/OYCtKgjsDLY/s1600/cinderella.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DloCMP9tdfQ/TsWhcsrMz6I/AAAAAAAACoM/OYCtKgjsDLY/s320/cinderella.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676120419771142050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A CINDERELLA STORY : ONCE UPON A SONG is the modern Cinderella version yo! instead of looking around for glass slippers, the "prince" is trying to locate a girl with the mesmerising voice! i think Lucy Hale, the supposed Cinderella in this movie is a natural beauty and to me, a pretty good actress. im just surprised ive not seen her in biggest blockbusters. maybe not yet kot? i didnt even know if this movie made it to the cinema or it went straight to DVDs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yah. those are the three (3) new flicks i saw on my flight to Taipei. i saw Sherlock Holmes and Clash of the Titans on the Taipei - KUL route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats why i love inflight entertainment. allows me some time to catch some time on my own without being stuck in a boring flight. i could never do this if i have Fairykins with me :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that's it! next.. i wanna watch Twilight Breaking Dawn Part I!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for it to hit the cinemas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5060723838902659587?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5060723838902659587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5060723838902659587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5060723838902659587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5060723838902659587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-reviews.html' title='more reviews!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzCcNHDRoh4/TsWhc9v6u9I/AAAAAAAACok/yt5AKALjcKs/s72-c/montecarlo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4676698942025851458</id><published>2011-11-15T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T13:17:22.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Going Places'/><title type='text'>on the way back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;after about 7 days of working abroad... i am now here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-td5oStvJNg8/TsH0nj5mscI/AAAAAAAACoA/C9xm6Pte08c/s1600/LAX.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-td5oStvJNg8/TsH0nj5mscI/AAAAAAAACoA/C9xm6Pte08c/s320/LAX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675085965952463298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q02EXYl-8l0/TsH0nct4agI/AAAAAAAACn0/8iLXQ2oe8S0/s1600/IMG00016-20111114-2101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q02EXYl-8l0/TsH0nct4agI/AAAAAAAACn0/8iLXQ2oe8S0/s320/IMG00016-20111114-2101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675085964024244738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waiting for my flight in about 2 hours and i shall be heading home baybeh!&lt;div&gt;it has been great... i did some retail therapy and i miss Hubbykins and Fairykins very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my bed!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmagawwddd... my bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im especially excited to see Hubbykins and Fairykins (i hope she's following!) at the Arrival Hall!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, ciao!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4676698942025851458?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4676698942025851458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4676698942025851458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4676698942025851458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4676698942025851458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-way-back-home.html' title='on the way back home'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-td5oStvJNg8/TsH0nj5mscI/AAAAAAAACoA/C9xm6Pte08c/s72-c/LAX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4308647157482281318</id><published>2011-11-10T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:19:09.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>another movie... on air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so i left Tokyo... and headed THIS way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-el66DQZE2qU/TrujLGmaugI/AAAAAAAACmU/Gyc-Y3W0_EE/s320/MLP-HAWAII-2T.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673307566748908034" /&gt;such a beautiful state, it is. so sunny.. and so windy so the heat doesnt really get to you.&lt;div&gt;it rained (drizzled, more like it) but never for more than 10 minutes at any time and it never rained hard! the people are so warm and friendly... i love this place. if it wasnt so expensive (i mean, flight to HNL from KUL alone might cost around rm15k per person!) and money is no issue to you, this is one vacation destination i highly recommned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so as usual... i watched a new movie! read: one i havent seen before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcM8AnEs468/TrujLahkSYI/AAAAAAAACmg/F4VumaPhM2k/s1600/persia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcM8AnEs468/TrujLahkSYI/AAAAAAAACmg/F4VumaPhM2k/s320/persia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673307572097272194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake Gylenhall, is hotstuff i tell you. super hot stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the movie was nice. i think its good and the main actress is actually pretty! the plot was predictable in a way, but not so predictable that you can guess whats happening next to the tee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the props and era was great too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and did i mention Jake Gylenhall was such a hunk? yuppy yup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i will watch it again on my way back to KUL. that is next week... so, yah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention that these Hawaiian people actually thought i was one of them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been mistaken as a Hawaiian quite a number of times! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4308647157482281318?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4308647157482281318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4308647157482281318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4308647157482281318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4308647157482281318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-movie-on-air.html' title='another movie... on air!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-el66DQZE2qU/TrujLGmaugI/AAAAAAAACmU/Gyc-Y3W0_EE/s72-c/MLP-HAWAII-2T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7994827721682835243</id><published>2011-11-07T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:08:57.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>movie on air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;see the main lobby in the picture below?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ19ZH9M5z4/TrfyXWV5ClI/AAAAAAAACmE/fpu_KgLSWxs/s1600/okura.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ19ZH9M5z4/TrfyXWV5ClI/AAAAAAAACmE/fpu_KgLSWxs/s320/okura.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672268738644740690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so i am travelling for work at the mo'... and while i was heading to HK before arriving this place, i watched a movie. actually, i saw one movie and a half. the movie below and transformers 3, which i saw halfway hahaahahah&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. what movie was it? Friends with Benefits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starring Justin Timberlake and Mila Kunis yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtzAwIIVDkk/TrfyXGXOCFI/AAAAAAAACl8/U2ty32jttRQ/s1600/friends.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OtzAwIIVDkk/TrfyXGXOCFI/AAAAAAAACl8/U2ty32jttRQ/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672268734355343442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dunno if Justin has been acting a lot.. but that was my first time seeing him acting. and mila kunis, from her That 70s Show... has always been hot ok! i saw the uncensored version... so, yah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the plot was predictable, as most love stories go. but i think it has a sweet twist to it and yeahhhhh very city lovey-dovey thingy. i mean, grand central station? flashmob? you being in the middle and soaking it in? very city-like kan? hehehhehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not a movie critic... and anything that is not affiliated with horror.. or sad movies or anything that will make me cry, im ok! so, i would say this is a good movie to watch on ur own or with your girlfriends. friends with benefits... sure as hell would make a good forum topic hahahaahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go watch it for a funny fell good vibe. i actually think justin was not bad at all as an actor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;til then, sayonara and oyasumi, ii yume mitene!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7994827721682835243?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7994827721682835243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7994827721682835243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7994827721682835243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7994827721682835243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/movie-on-air.html' title='movie on air'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ19ZH9M5z4/TrfyXWV5ClI/AAAAAAAACmE/fpu_KgLSWxs/s72-c/okura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1076076443336790963</id><published>2011-11-07T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:18:53.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>progressive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BUInDjck6c/Tra-hrle5vI/AAAAAAAAClw/r6nOxVuTHn8/s1600/IMG00001-20111107-0052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BUInDjck6c/Tra-hrle5vI/AAAAAAAAClw/r6nOxVuTHn8/s320/IMG00001-20111107-0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671930266564617970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cleaned up Fairykins' old clothes and shoes. by old i mean anything that no longer fits her. &lt;div&gt;i have been doing it progressively, by series of months. 0-6mths, 6-12mths, 12-18 and then 18-24mths. Now that she is two and clothes 18-24 mths while may still fit her, are a bit on the "senteng" side. so i decided to put away those that no longer fit her well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;including shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;between 0 months - 24 months, i think she has over 25 pairs of shoes and sandals. that's a lot for a little girl kan? so i decided to take a picture of some of her shoes, all left sides, in order of her sizes and how it has been progressing hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;refer to picture. right to left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0-3mths: red Manchester United shoes. we were in London and Hubby bought it at Lillywhites for GBP5. heheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-6mths: white one with embroidered flowers. there is another pair, patent navy blue which i love. but i kept it in the box already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6-9mths: light green Mothercare with cut outs. i loved this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9-12mths: also known as size 2. a girl can never have enough black shoes. even for a 12-mth old little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12-18mths: white leather covered sandals from treehouse. size 3. these secured her feet well when she started walking. one of her absolute fave! this lasted longest so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18-22mths: black shoes with pink flowers from oshkosh. size 5. she loved this as well. when she outgrew this, i had a hard time making her wear another pair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22mths - now: purple oshkosh shoes. size 6. current size. but slowly shes outgrowing them. i probably can get her to wear this another 1.5mths or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although these days shes mostly in her crocs, proper shoes are a must! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thats her shoes journey. for the past two years :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ant wait to get her wear cutesy little ballerinas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1076076443336790963?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1076076443336790963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1076076443336790963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1076076443336790963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1076076443336790963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/11/progressive.html' title='progressive'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_BUInDjck6c/Tra-hrle5vI/AAAAAAAAClw/r6nOxVuTHn8/s72-c/IMG00001-20111107-0052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-8841698394850636879</id><published>2011-10-31T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:54:33.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>Fairy = 23 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hola peeps! My baby will be TWO tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, t-o-m-o-r-r-o-w! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0zi5xJXYmQ/Tq4mITBLD_I/AAAAAAAAClk/93_8aCF0gec/s1600/23%2B032.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0zi5xJXYmQ/Tq4mITBLD_I/AAAAAAAAClk/93_8aCF0gec/s320/23%2B032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669510904892035058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;see how happy we both are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hubbykins was driving, so Mummy and Fairy decided to camwhore a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KieuDY1NY4o/Tq4kfvPtDgI/AAAAAAAACkM/g9plpVnQphc/s320/23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669509108582911490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Bv2LvbvIWY/Tq4kgYM5LaI/AAAAAAAACko/hQ_7M0UcF-U/s1600/233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Bv2LvbvIWY/Tq4kgYM5LaI/AAAAAAAACko/hQ_7M0UcF-U/s1600/233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cc8MR5ymRAw/Tq4khGGZMpI/AAAAAAAACk0/iD4kos7UzV4/s1600/234.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cc8MR5ymRAw/Tq4khGGZMpI/AAAAAAAACk0/iD4kos7UzV4/s1600/234.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-giarJvanLyk/Tq4mHJcDnQI/AAAAAAAAClA/keAhPF-v3rU/s1600/235.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-giarJvanLyk/Tq4mHJcDnQI/AAAAAAAAClA/keAhPF-v3rU/s1600/235.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2MCRrvWGWE/Tq4mHRDko3I/AAAAAAAAClM/cjqCQKtuAxw/s1600/236.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2MCRrvWGWE/Tq4mHRDko3I/AAAAAAAAClM/cjqCQKtuAxw/s1600/236.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;can u imagine she's gonna be two? such a big girl already, boo-h00!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;u know when i realised that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;when every time i pick her up from Nursery Hills or KD, and she will go, "babai!" and salam her grandparents, "nak ayik!" (which is "nak balik" by the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;there was once, i was put up in hotel for an event, and Hubbykins came with her to the hotel. while Hubbykins went out for a drink with his friend, i took her up to my room and we lepak-lepak a bit (read: susu time for her). when they were about to leave, she was all chirpy saying to me, "mummy! babai! nak ayik! nanite!" (which is, "mummy! bye! nak balik! goodnite!") and left with her dad without even looking back at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*wailing my eyeballs out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ohhhh god. i dun deal with such things easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmZsOSIzmaA/Tq4mHszFaPI/AAAAAAAAClY/4tQXpLZqkhM/s1600/237.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmZsOSIzmaA/Tq4mHszFaPI/AAAAAAAAClY/4tQXpLZqkhM/s320/237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669510894632397042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we recently bought her a kitchen set for Casa. She has a kitchen set at Nursery Hills and a dressing table set at Nursery KD... but when we were at Camy Babyland, she was sooo glued to the kitchen set! and considering how much she loves "cooking", so we got her one. ala.. yang murah-murah tu je :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;now shes been cooking up a storm! guess who's her regular customer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MOI! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2MCRrvWGWE/Tq4mHRDko3I/AAAAAAAAClM/cjqCQKtuAxw/s1600/236.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2MCRrvWGWE/Tq4mHRDko3I/AAAAAAAAClM/cjqCQKtuAxw/s320/236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669510887185359730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ome of her antics while we were out and about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she still loves Barney. we bought her a new tortoiseshell sunnies @ Cotton On Kids, and she's been styling around with it heheheeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i also got her this really cute soft pink bejewelled headband from Cotton On Kids! Super nice yo! and cheapo too! RM15 je *promote promote*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she went into one of the walkers! walkers are her faves! dulu masa memula nak belajar jalan, tanak pakai walker. nak pegangggggg gak tepi2 dinding and kerusi. now dah berlari, sibuk plak nak naik walker. she just wanna play with the toys, really :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and look at her drinking away from the bottle! suka sgt teguk camtu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-giarJvanLyk/Tq4mHJcDnQI/AAAAAAAAClA/keAhPF-v3rU/s1600/235.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-giarJvanLyk/Tq4mHJcDnQI/AAAAAAAAClA/keAhPF-v3rU/s320/235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669510885140569346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a fine saturday morning. with lessons on golf from her Ayah. Hubbykins was wathcing some golf on the tube, and she was soooo excited looking at the tourney on tube, so she took her own toy golf stick and started mimicking the players. so her Ayah tried giving her golf lessons... but she as hitting them balls like a hockey player! hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;her fave sports are football and golf. i dun really blame her. back at my parents, its football all the way. back at my in-laws, its golf all the way. so.. yah. she would even join you in shouting "goallll!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cc8MR5ymRAw/Tq4khGGZMpI/AAAAAAAACk0/iD4kos7UzV4/s1600/234.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cc8MR5ymRAw/Tq4khGGZMpI/AAAAAAAACk0/iD4kos7UzV4/s320/234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669509131897746066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;now that she's a big girl, she wanna carry her own Barney bag and water bottle on her own! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;heck, sometimes she even carry my handbag! *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i gotta find her a little handbag, kan? so that she wouldn't hog mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she conveniently stained my LV strap with her hingus and tears (ada la sikit..) so.. yah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;heheheheheeheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the other day i was carrying my black epi small st jacques.. and she was sooo excited that she insisted on carrying it herself! luckily i didnt have a lot of things in there. but still.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i think she wants a hand-carry. not something to sling over her shoulders hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok la.. nanti Mummy carikan :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Bv2LvbvIWY/Tq4kgYM5LaI/AAAAAAAACko/hQ_7M0UcF-U/s1600/233.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Bv2LvbvIWY/Tq4kgYM5LaI/AAAAAAAACko/hQ_7M0UcF-U/s320/233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669509119576976802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here are some pictures of how she likes having her breakfast. i think thats some mac&amp;amp;cheese in the bowl. she doesnt want to sit on her high chair as often anymore.. preferring our normal dining chair or this setting in our living room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Mummy, nak ninum" (Mummy, nak minum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"What do you say, Fairy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Peace!" (as in, "please") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;heheheheheheheheehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;her fave food - still nasi. well, on most days. yesterday, i made spago bolognaise for brunch and when she saw it, she was "oohhh...wowww...oohhh", looking so delighted to be having some spago! heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;also a couple of pictures of her napping. it was pretty heaty these past few weeks, so at home, i usually dress her in her panties and a camisole. somehow i thought she looked a tad tall in the pictures. mcm dah besar sangat... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pe0JamH2nc/Tq4kf2pNpQI/AAAAAAAACkc/3TOxy2mcjbs/s1600/232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pe0JamH2nc/Tq4kf2pNpQI/AAAAAAAACkc/3TOxy2mcjbs/s320/232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669509110568953090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;her fave word each time she goes out to the balcony - "Mummy, ee-pool!" (Mummy, swimming pool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so when we attended Haziq's Angry Bird Splish Splash Birthday Party, she was pretty happy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so many kids.. and a big pool to play in. only Mummy didnt bring wetsuits.. so off she went on her own! she steered clear from the middle and only stuck to the sides of the pool. penakut betullll.... im so sneding her to swimming classes once she reaches 5 :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xujc7ZNqUE/Tq4kfbc-aOI/AAAAAAAACkE/3l7xoBFY6V0/s1600/231.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xujc7ZNqUE/Tq4kfbc-aOI/AAAAAAAACkE/3l7xoBFY6V0/s320/231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669509103269865698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thats my baby looking swell in her by-the-pool outfit hahahahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;siap sunglasses wehhh.... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she can now mostly pronounce two-words vocab.. though her vocab is relatively limited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she can sing to most songs.. only that end part of the lyrics la wakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but oklaaaa.. slowly but surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she may not be able to speak well... but she surely dance a storm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;wakakaakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so that's all for my 23-mo baby's progress so far. i know i dun put down much in terms of her milestones.. but based on what babycenter says, she's well on track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tinggal tgh pikir bila nak potty train je... maybe in 3-6months time... depending on how she can talk and feel pee-pee etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;am also thinking of sending her to playskool next year. shes gonna be 3 next year, and despite having a late birthday year.. she gotta catch up a bit in terms of having to go to school later in the future. might as well start from now, eh? am not pushing her.. just slowly getting her into a routine. hehehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so that's all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-8841698394850636879?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8841698394850636879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=8841698394850636879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8841698394850636879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/8841698394850636879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/fairy-23-months.html' title='Fairy = 23 months!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0zi5xJXYmQ/Tq4mITBLD_I/AAAAAAAAClk/93_8aCF0gec/s72-c/23%2B032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5906072368142625970</id><published>2011-10-28T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T14:54:27.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>those were the days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.. when i was still below 50kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;... when i still had big hips, but not as wide as it is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;... when i could buy clothes off the rack, any rack i wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;... when i didnt have any (or very minimal) love handles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;those were the days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;found some old pictures of me and Hubbykins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we had a very brief courting period. approximately a year from the time we dated to the time we were married. so yah... here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYtVQmkm66I/TqpPDz-v_2I/AAAAAAAACjU/V0Bk9QqdJi0/s320/08092007%2528011%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668430007910793058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kJSmb1m2Hw8/TqpPExwbWwI/AAAAAAAACjs/g1G801vwxOs/s1600/21082007596.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kJSmb1m2Hw8/TqpPExwbWwI/AAAAAAAACjs/g1G801vwxOs/s1600/21082007596.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;one of the very first few. he took me to watch football. kedah lawan some other state. and made me wear that "kedah pantang kalah" thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4uyoncj8v0/TqpPFM0XznI/AAAAAAAACj0/f7_egCsylUY/s1600/Luch15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4uyoncj8v0/TqpPFM0XznI/AAAAAAAACj0/f7_egCsylUY/s320/Luch15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668430031758020210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;when we attended Luch and Yaye's solemnization in Seremban. i think about 3 months after we started going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kJSmb1m2Hw8/TqpPExwbWwI/AAAAAAAACjs/g1G801vwxOs/s1600/21082007596.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kJSmb1m2Hw8/TqpPExwbWwI/AAAAAAAACjs/g1G801vwxOs/s320/21082007596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668430024493718274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gwen Stefani's concert! we got the VIP seats and Gwen was gorgeous! i was practically dancing to her songs, he was just sitting down next to me. not his kinda songs, obviously :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikXg5OIpu7U/TqpPD5cm4_I/AAAAAAAACjg/IttVA8t0sRc/s1600/30092007%2528003%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikXg5OIpu7U/TqpPD5cm4_I/AAAAAAAACjg/IttVA8t0sRc/s320/30092007%2528003%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668430009378202610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;when i went buka puasa with his mom and sisters. one of the very first few times i met his family. also my first time at One World Hotel. i still remember, lovely food! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;now....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we are one happy little family! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;weekend is here! enjoy it peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5906072368142625970?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5906072368142625970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5906072368142625970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5906072368142625970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5906072368142625970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/those-were-days.html' title='those were the days'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYtVQmkm66I/TqpPDz-v_2I/AAAAAAAACjU/V0Bk9QqdJi0/s72-c/08092007%2528011%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-3060041006207435956</id><published>2011-10-25T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:04:01.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Snacking on my Rack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my little girl is gonna be 2 soon. that also means, my breastfeeding journey will also come to an end. the moment i knew i was becoming a mom, i was adamant that i will breastfeed my child for two years, at least. this is in line with our Islamic ways of living, and as has been mentioned in Verse 233 of Surah Al-Baqarah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Para ibu hendaklah menyusukan anak-anaknya selama dua tahun penuh, iaitu bagi yang ingin menyempurnakan penyusuan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 16px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;of course, this is entirely a choice. Allah swt is fair, that He gives his umat a choice whether to breastfeed or not. in the same Verse 233, Surah Al-Baqarah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt; "Apabila keduanya ingin menyapih (memberhentikan penyusuan) sebelum dua tahun dengan kerelaan keduanya dan permesyuaratan, maka tidak ada dosa atas keduanya"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;so, i was determined to breastfeed my child. I had great ambition. i wanted to breastfeed Fairykins &lt;u&gt;exclusively&lt;/u&gt; for her first year, and then only to mix with formula. but of coz, i would accept if my susu suddenly ran dry and i wouldnt be able to breastfeed her anymore at any time. but i was determined (again) that i will do whatever in my power to make it happen first before giving up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;alhamdulillah, Hubbykins was my no. 1 supporter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;i knew he has reservations and complains cometimes about me breastfeeding (more about how it is difficult to get Fairykins around without me becoz of susu cap gantung more than anything else) but thank you Allah swt for a husband who allows me to breastfeed for as long as i can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;i am a proud breastfeeding mom. you dun believe me? take this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4d6WbKtRDs/TqYK5UQl7rI/AAAAAAAACiw/VoAEC3_0dfY/s320/BF3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667229160899473074" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I MAKE MILK y'ALL!!! That's a SUPERPOWER! Ko ada ke? wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;anyhoo, i find breastfeeding to be very, very easy. my mistake was probably that i didnt start pumping sooner. i only started pumping milk when Fairykins was in her 2nd month. also the same time i started giving her my milk in a bottle, to prepare her for my working time soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;since im a working mom, of coz i used to pump my milk at the office. my shcedule was at 11am and later at 4pm or so. but my milk flow wasnt as in abundance as some would have. during the earlier months, i would be able to get about 4-8oz depending on the milk flow that day. then after Fairykins turned 6 months, her milk intake increased as well and i found it hard to constantly supply her with adequate milk. at 6 months, i was holding on to my initial intention of wanting to breastfeed her exclusively without mixing with formula although i have started to introduce squishy meals to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i spent the next 4 months struggling to supply enough milk. i started eating vegetables (no white radish though.. like, cannot stomach liddat) like cabbages and cheese (favourite!) and yoghurt (favourite!) and i even took supplements to increase my milk flow. the first supplement worked for about a month or so. i could pump a steady flow of 8 oz a day, which is about Fairykins' intake in a day until i get home anyways. so my supply was purely on a daily basis. when my milk flow started decreasing during Fairykins' 8th month, i scouted for other supplements. Hubbykins helped too. found another one, expensive at RM12 for a strip of 10 tablets, that would last 3 days (3 tablets a day) and i was on that for another a month or so. i even switched from manual pump to electric pump. and at Fairykins' 10th month, i finally succumbed to formula. so since her 10th month and until now, Fairykins is on formula during the day and on Mummy's milk whenever im around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fK0BqrOQHTo/TqYK5uhWgcI/AAAAAAAACi4/Nt3GkWnpbe0/s320/BF5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667229167949087170" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i love breastfeeding. WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;first and foremost, i love the idea of not having to lug around basketful of baby items! heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i dun have to worry about milk powder and thermos. or air suam to mix with the hot water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;all i ever brought around for Fairykins eversince she turned one was 2-3 diapers, spare clothing, a small towel, bedak and diaper cream in a little bag. before she turned one, it was additional 1-2 diapers and kain lampin to the list above. milk? all i needed to do was run to the baby rooms and walla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;secondly, i save $$$! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok la, im not like a cheapskate mom or anything, but of course i want the best for my baby. and what can be better for her? MY MILK OF COZ! there is a reason why the milk is there - it is specially catered for the baby! to suit the baby's needs! and i dun have to spend a lot of milk, really. my milk is free and best for the baby. and when i mix her milk intake with formula, it cost me about RM100 every month for her Enfapro. i think that is a fair price to pay. now, she doesnt take on her milk very well. at almost 2, most toddlers take about 6-8oz of milk per intake. Fairykins maintain at about 5oz average. Maybe because she consumes milo, dutch lady kid milk and water as well. her milk is like, exlcusively only for about-to-sleep time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thirdly, mummy's milk is safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i have to admit, Fairykins is a relatively easy child to care for. she hardly gets sick and if she does, its usually viral. of coz ada la masa nak tumbuh gigi la apa la.. but nothing major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i have eczema, so i know she is prone to allergy. alhamdulillah, so far she has been allergy-free. i hope she will continue to be until she's well and old. we also have asthma in the family, something we need to look-out for. but, so far, alhamdulillah she is free from asthma as well! what more can i ask for? if this is the doing and support of breastfeeding, it is well worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;forth, mummy's milk is fulfilling. if you were to look at the milk flow now, it is rather watery instead of milky. it used to be milky but now it is more watery. and if Fariykins refuses to eat (this doesnt happen often, thank you Allah! she loves her food the way her parents love food!), all i needed to do was to give her my milk. and she will sendawa after long enough a feeding time! hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;all the reason why, her formula milk is not given according to the instructions on the label. the label says 1.5scoops for 2oz water or something. i did that once, proven to be too milky for her hence, she got heaty and it was difficult for her to regulate her bowel movements. so i increased the liquid to 3 oz, thats doubling up the milk powder and alhamdulillah, she loves it. im not saying im giving her less formula to save on money, but im trying to give her milk closest to mirror my milk. that doesnt mean she is growing any less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;breastfeeding has so many benefits. refer to the picture below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEmf9Bue1Pk/TqYK50tPkgI/AAAAAAAACjI/i9vlP6pq0Lo/s1600/BF4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEmf9Bue1Pk/TqYK50tPkgI/AAAAAAAACjI/i9vlP6pq0Lo/s320/BF4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667229169609576962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;although some say it helps mummies to keep a slender figure, i must beg to differ. when you're breastfeeding, you tend to eat more to keep a good milk flow and half the time, your body stores your food as fat. im not saying you will be fat, but losing the kilos will prove to be a tough one. thats all. at least, i speak for myself. some mummies loses weight as easy as ABC though. well, different bodies work differently. thats all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and of coz, apparently breastfeeding works as natural birth control. perhaps this is true, i dunno. some breastfeeding moms still get preggers easily, while some dont. this depends entirely on your hormones and fertility anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so all in all, i enjoy my breastfeeding journey. even if i dun get a chance to breastfeed anymore (if Fairykins wont have siblings, or if my future children refuses my milk), at least i have had a hands-on experience. im gonna start weaning Fairykins off soon, so please pray for me that it will be an easy task for me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;of coz, soon will not be next week. maybe in a couple of months ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-3060041006207435956?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3060041006207435956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=3060041006207435956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3060041006207435956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3060041006207435956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/snacking-on-my-rack.html' title='Snacking on my Rack'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4d6WbKtRDs/TqYK5UQl7rI/AAAAAAAACiw/VoAEC3_0dfY/s72-c/BF3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1975519686644398153</id><published>2011-10-24T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T10:55:46.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>M.M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zF3XPmOu4Y/TqTSz3_iBvI/AAAAAAAACik/vM-Ult_D8Ug/s1600/manic%2Bmonday.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zF3XPmOu4Y/TqTSz3_iBvI/AAAAAAAACik/vM-Ult_D8Ug/s320/manic%2Bmonday.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666886019784509170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's just another manic Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wish it was Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cause that's my fun day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my I-Dont-have-to-run Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's just another manic Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1975519686644398153?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1975519686644398153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1975519686644398153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1975519686644398153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1975519686644398153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/mm.html' title='M.M'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zF3XPmOu4Y/TqTSz3_iBvI/AAAAAAAACik/vM-Ult_D8Ug/s72-c/manic%2Bmonday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2001384356697302009</id><published>2011-10-13T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:13:14.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTe_RfRmqu0/Tpa5HEN8ctI/AAAAAAAACiY/5GoTjjcc1gM/s1600/wkm.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTe_RfRmqu0/Tpa5HEN8ctI/AAAAAAAACiY/5GoTjjcc1gM/s320/wkm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662917112507429586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You wont be seeing me around here for the next whole week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The craziness has just begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2001384356697302009?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2001384356697302009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2001384356697302009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2001384356697302009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2001384356697302009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTe_RfRmqu0/Tpa5HEN8ctI/AAAAAAAACiY/5GoTjjcc1gM/s72-c/wkm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6591907979119623272</id><published>2011-10-11T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:48:49.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySK67SsUYYA/TpQQofj0SyI/AAAAAAAACiM/c6r7nrBJkYU/s1600/Lucky.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySK67SsUYYA/TpQQofj0SyI/AAAAAAAACiM/c6r7nrBJkYU/s320/Lucky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662168919364094754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is especially great, on days when you behave like a spoiled little brat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;who is so used to getting her own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ya Allah, I beg of you to forever keep me in humility,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;to forever have You in my mind, here and in eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6591907979119623272?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6591907979119623272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6591907979119623272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6591907979119623272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6591907979119623272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-especially-great-on-days-when.html' title=''/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySK67SsUYYA/TpQQofj0SyI/AAAAAAAACiM/c6r7nrBJkYU/s72-c/Lucky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-246923081369990087</id><published>2011-10-10T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T16:08:53.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>Handbag of the Year 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On New Year's Day 2011, Hubbykins gave me a sweet surprise (and actually gave me all of 10 minutes to decide because the till was closing!!!) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thanks Hubbykins! Little did he know, that his sweet surprise sparked further interest in me like wild fire! i know it has been there all along anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so, i started 2011 with one resolution - to acquire a designer handbag, with my own hard earned cash for 2011. yes! you heard me.. i wanted to part with whatever little cash i have to own a designer handbag! Mummy has closetful of them (but takdelah hermes, chanel etc... yang biasa-biasa je) and i always like, u know, borrow her handbags. but borrowing is not the same as owning. she used to tell me all the time, that one day i will inherit all those (but i will have to share with my future SILs hahahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so, back to my resolution. so yah... i keep aside some money (in the hundreds je) every month with the aim to buy my designer handbag by December 2011. while i keep them diligently every month, sometimes that money is used for other contigencies that matters more. alhamdulillah, Allah swt murahkan rezeki i and i managed to keep enough to buy one! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;this came quite suddenly, as i was just browsing and berangan nak beli yang mana satu. i wasnt picky whether it would be online or from the boutique. i quite trust a few online blogshops that carry designer items, so i was really looking for a good deal, more than anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;in my wishlist, i have listed the Damier Azur Totally MM by Louis Vuitton. for some reason, i think the bag is nice and would be great for travelling. Also because that would be my first damier azur. currently, i have in LV monogram, damier ebene and epi leather. but for some reason, i came across this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICjR4Lutt5A/TpKWCOai2TI/AAAAAAAACh0/bkrJuKVUPbw/s320/gucci.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661752646531471666" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gucci is really, famous for its red and green stripes. like the one below..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTPnkYc3zng/TpKWCVO9DcI/AAAAAAAACiE/zXSVBHdA3eE/s1600/gucci3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 156px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTPnkYc3zng/TpKWCVO9DcI/AAAAAAAACiE/zXSVBHdA3eE/s320/gucci3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661752648361905602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nd i have decided that if i were to get one from Gucci, i want something that bears the signature Gucci stripes. maybe it would be flashy, but hey, so is the GG monogram! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i wanted something that bears the classic stripes. and if you were to look at the collection in 2011, the signature stripes are back in fashion! so i browsed the collection and then stumbled upon a design that i love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;actually, the design has been around since 2010.. but i was skeptical because i didnt know how the bag looked like in real life. when Gucci had its summer sale sometime in June, i actually went to the KLCC Boutique to see if the bag i wanted was in store. but it wasnt. so i kept that bag back in my mind. i mean, the Gucci online boutique carries it and i could always get one of the blogshops to carry it in for me.. but remember, i wanted a good deal. yes, i am cheap like that. plus, i didnt feel like waiting for a few weeks for the bag to arrive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and then, out of nowhere, i stumbled upon it in one of the blogshops. it was ready stock and it was on sale!!! i was excited beyond words! it wasnt like, sale "sale" the price was definitely much lower than the one in the boutique, thanks to forex but the price was more of less the same as the one in the online boutique (minus shipping costs!) so i thought that was quite a bargain. Asked Hubbykins if he thought the bag was beautiful and if i should get it, and he gave me the green light!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and so, i invested my moolahs for the Handbag of the Year 2011... in &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCZyAPLa0w4/TpKWCP51xHI/AAAAAAAACh8/tiDviI8u-Gs/s1600/gucci2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCZyAPLa0w4/TpKWCP51xHI/AAAAAAAACh8/tiDviI8u-Gs/s320/gucci2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661752646931170418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gucci Ladies Web Medium Tote! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;there goes my hard earned cash that i kept aside for my Handbag Fund. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I received it about two (2) days after making payments - just as if i bought them in the boutique! i will not reveal the price i paid for, but suffice to say, it cost me about 25% off the retail price in the boutique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so thats it. my search to purchase the handbag of the Year 2011 has ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i am very satisfied with my choice and purchase. most importantly, i deserve this! i saved up on my own, i sacrificed other purchases (for me, bukan i catu makanan anak ke apa ok!) and i didnt hurt anyone in the process. so, yah! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i dunno if there will be Handbag of the Year 2012.. because this Fund entirely depends on duit murah rezeki (like, tolak bayar bills, beli food, beli barang rumah, repair kereta, beli susu anak, buat birthday party etc) and the amount differs each time i save up. some months i get more, some months i get less. masa Raya was the time Hubbykins gave me extra so that month, i get to save a whole lot more. and of coz, it depends entirely on how much i can afford :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but whatever it is, Hubbykins, please do not let this effort stop you from giving me more sweet surprises ok? u know i love surprises! especially if it has Gucci written all over it wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P/S: I'm joking, yo. i love designer arm candies.. but i love Hubbykins more. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Salut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-246923081369990087?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/246923081369990087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=246923081369990087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/246923081369990087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/246923081369990087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/handbag-of-year-2011.html' title='Handbag of the Year 2011'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICjR4Lutt5A/TpKWCOai2TI/AAAAAAAACh0/bkrJuKVUPbw/s72-c/gucci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6124836787601528317</id><published>2011-10-07T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T14:17:46.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>22 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ahhh... another overdue post! my little girl's progress in her 22nd month! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she is a lot more involved in more things these days. she would like to be a part of whatever we do. whatever i do. kalau i tgh masak, she wanna sit next to me and try to goreng the ikan as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;if i were to load clothes in the washing machine, she wanna lend a helping hand as well. if i were to fold clothes, she will take off all her clothes in her closet and make me fold them again! wakakakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;in a way, its really nice coz i now have a partner in crime in doing chores... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnKKFOXO41U/To6RyJ4dPwI/AAAAAAAAChs/LWeajUIC3jk/s1600/raya2011%2B015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnKKFOXO41U/To6RyJ4dPwI/AAAAAAAAChs/LWeajUIC3jk/s320/raya2011%2B015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622072483495682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;kenapa? tak percaya? tengoklah sendiri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i wanted to bake choc chip cookies for her Ayah... and she wanted to help with the dough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;well, these cookies were keras macam batu so i threw them away. im yet to make another batch though. but i think she had fun thinking she was helping me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6H13H9xN-I/To6RyBjcyFI/AAAAAAAAChk/BYCiOnYAZHc/s1600/raya2011%2B016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6H13H9xN-I/To6RyBjcyFI/AAAAAAAAChk/BYCiOnYAZHc/s320/raya2011%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622070247901266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she also seems to be a whole lot more imaginative these days. leaving her to play on her own is not a big deal at all. she has a cooking set, so she will whip up all sorts of "meals" for me! bagi gelas suruh minum la.. bagi terung (toy, of coz) suruh makan la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;one night, i was too tired and was just sitting on the bed resting while waiting for her to be done playing with her toys. instead of coming to bed, she came in gently carrying her toy frying pan with some huruf jawi in it as dishes... complete with senduk and put it on the bedside table, telling me gently, "nah!" (as in, Mummy.. i cooked this for you so you better eat it!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;all my penat lelah vanished into thin air and so i picked the "meal" up and starting pretending to eat it. she was a happy camper of coz and "cooked" more for me! wakakakakakaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NauAAZzoRlQ/To6Rx62MDLI/AAAAAAAAChc/SxwWGDX2iDI/s1600/223.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NauAAZzoRlQ/To6Rx62MDLI/AAAAAAAAChc/SxwWGDX2iDI/s320/223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622068447448242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;considering she is now a big girl in some ways, i know for a fact our little home is not enough a space as her playground. sometimes, when we g out for dinner or groceries shopping, we drop by the playground to let her roam around and play. she's pretty confident going up on her own now... so thats really nice. i still follow her around from outside the tempat panjat etc but i worry less than she might go wobbly and lose her balance or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she also seem to have a better sense of understanding of things. i can go on and have conversations and she would be acting as if she understands whatever i am saying hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;some of the words she can pronounce now (apart from those she already can pronounce)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Be-um (Belum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ayam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Aweeha (thats her, Fareeha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Meewo (Milo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Titim (Ice-cream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wah (Buah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tee (Roti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tatot (Takut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cicing (Cacing) - we saw some in MIL's guest bathroom and i told her yuck! yuck! heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yakkk (u know, doing the big business)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok thats all i can remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here's the funny part. while she can pronounce the malay words... apart from those i have listed here, she understands english better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;once, she was entering The Hills' home, so my brother told her, "Fairy, bukak kasut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and repeated this about three times. my baby just make dunno and walked on! so my brother told her, "Fairy, take off your shoes".. and then only she stopped and wiggled her feet, indicating she wanted to take it off! wakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;actually, this has happened a few times. not only the take-off-shoes drama.. but in more ways as well. like, eating.. taking bath.. washing her hands.. etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but i would like her to master both malay and english equally well, so that it wouldnt be so complicated when she enters school (is it too early for me to think about this?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_qeX6SR_PM/To6RxpkOelI/AAAAAAAAChU/8eY0o0QYbQA/s1600/222.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_qeX6SR_PM/To6RxpkOelI/AAAAAAAAChU/8eY0o0QYbQA/s320/222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622063808707154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she also now have developed her own sense of table manners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she now only wants to eat with fork and spoon proper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we went out for breakfast one saturday morning, so i shared nasi lemak with her. i put some in a bowl and gave her her spoon (travelling set that i always carry in my handbag). instead of starting to eat, she confidently asked me "ork!" (as in, Fork)... so i handed her the fork, and then only she started eating. this has happened a few times so thank god for travelling cutleries! its not exactly easy finding a dessert fork to go with teaspoon when you dine out, u know... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;picturs above shows her current table manners.. and of coz, Tutti Frutti! adds sparkles to her eyes like a Gucci bag would do to mine... heheheheeheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuXcVV6eIaY/To6RxVPTkAI/AAAAAAAAChM/wO_5NnkY05Q/s1600/221.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuXcVV6eIaY/To6RxVPTkAI/AAAAAAAAChM/wO_5NnkY05Q/s320/221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622058352250882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she also can pose gedik now! i could tell her to "Smile Fareeha!" and she will break out into these cutesy gedik poses! top two pictures of her wearing the purple tee was super spontaneous of her. then she took these expensive Nike boots belonging to her Uncle Arep and asked me to put it on her because she wanted to melaram in it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and the pictures of her with the bantal.. explains her current favourite antic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;after her bath, she would quickly ran out the bathroom.. climbed up the bed and then sorok diri belakang bantal! can u imagine that??? forget satin bedsheet whatever. it will have water stains everywhere wakakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so yah. those are some of the updates about my little girl. shes turning two soon and although i am heavily contemplating about throwing her a 2nd birthday bash... i thought that perhaps the money would be well-spent taking her to watch the Barney &amp;amp; Friends : Space Adventure show coming up end of November? Tickets are not cheap.. and i wonder if she would appreciatea real life Barney... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;oh well.. i will continue dwelling on it until i could make up my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;till then, Mummy loves you sweetiepie!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy 22 Months! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6124836787601528317?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6124836787601528317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6124836787601528317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6124836787601528317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6124836787601528317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/22-months.html' title='22 Months'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnKKFOXO41U/To6RyJ4dPwI/AAAAAAAAChs/LWeajUIC3jk/s72-c/raya2011%2B015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-3754873155355051712</id><published>2011-10-06T08:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:33:31.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Syawal 2011 Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sorry y'all its been almost a week! early of this week, i spent the time at the hospital since Hubby was admitted for some tummy and colon problems. but all is well now.. though he really needs to watch his diet and NO smoking anymore! i dun expect him to stop cold turkey.. but baby steps la ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;anyhoo, lets continue with my raya post! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;since our flight to JB was cancelled, we decided not to go back to JB this year, considering the amount of time to be spent on the road from JB-Baling. I didnt think my baby girl could take the journey time so we spent 2nd raya at KD. relatives came for brunch so yah, it was raya with KD this time. that night, we spent the time playing bunga api y'all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJX3ML8IzLc/TozzqXJxc5I/AAAAAAAACg0/LVdXx3le2KI/s320/raya20117.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660166740792931218" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my little family wore pink (AGAIN!) that day. i had this baju kurung tailored for my cousin's wedding but somehow i thought it was too simple. and i found the coolest lightest floral baju kurung for my little girl and it cost me rm49 only! so yah.. Hubbykins wore a shirt, as usual. he can never wear baju melayu for too long. the pictures of the three little girls up there are that of Fairykins with her cousins - Ayla (curly hair, pink dress) and Raeesa (yellow dress - shares the same birthday as Fairykins as well : 1st November!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The next day, we headed back to Baling, Kedah. My little family were all dressed in casual purple heheheheheheehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;check my little girl out in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OdV8KgTGlSs/TozzqkqqG8I/AAAAAAAACg8/AFbexf3n5hY/s320/raya20118.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660166744420522946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i wouldnt say the road was that congested.. many cars but we drove at decent speed. took us about 6hours to reach Baling. i think we left around 10 and reached Baling around 4pm. spent some time riding the bike before going over to uncle's place for some good laksa asam and nasi tomato! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOFlvvDBNWs/Tozzq4mkgUI/AAAAAAAAChE/T4TDYP02ViI/s1600/raya20119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uOFlvvDBNWs/Tozzq4mkgUI/AAAAAAAAChE/T4TDYP02ViI/s320/raya20119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660166749772087618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we also visited the youngest aunt, Mak Su Yah who gave birth to a little girl some days before raya. she had three sons and finally, a little girl. macam cerita The Beckhams plak wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i brought some of Fairykins' old clothes for the newborn and some new ones too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we went around a few houses and went back to KL the next day, after Zohor. we stopped by at Lumut, to SIL's in-laws place for some good dinner! her FIL is such a good cook! there were rice and some lauk and he cooked delicious mee kari y'all! i wish i can cook mee kari. i should try one of these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so yah! that was my raya! raya to me is only for the first 3-4 days... and after that, more to visiting relatives and open houses la.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;will be putting an entry about Fairykins' progress in her 22nd month soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;laters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-3754873155355051712?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3754873155355051712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=3754873155355051712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3754873155355051712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3754873155355051712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/syawal-2011-part-2.html' title='Syawal 2011 Part 2'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJX3ML8IzLc/TozzqXJxc5I/AAAAAAAACg0/LVdXx3le2KI/s72-c/raya20117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7351321080509629450</id><published>2011-09-30T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:44:23.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Syawal 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt; overdue post about our Syawal 2011! Even then, i dun have the complete pictures! marah ni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyhooo.. i might as well just go ahead and post some of the pictures i already have in my folder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvQuiE4wjSc/ToVRhooOPSI/AAAAAAAACfs/eej70uT90xc/s320/raya2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018145144552738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Balik kampunggg.... wo-wo-wo baliikkkk kammpunnnggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and just 15 minutes away! wakakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we packed up our clothes like untuk the whole raya wekk, because our plan was to beraya (in accordance with days) KL - JB - Baling - Baling - KL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ambitious kannn??? So yessss.. thats a big bag filled with our clothes (and another cabin bag in my hand) and our little Fairykins wanted to carry one as well! she was pulling Hubbykins' bag keje. the little girl was super excited, i tell you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6foEdyh9no/ToVRhfEb9WI/AAAAAAAACfk/ci34BwDBz5U/s320/raya20111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018142578537826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;our theme for 1st raya - PINK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we slept over at The Hills. Malam sebelum raya of coz, we had takbir raya after buka posa and maghrib. then it's off to lay out our raya clothes to be worn the next day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a cute hand-me-down cotton lacey kurung from Fairykins' Antie Sarah (that baju is a good 15 years old at least!).. shades of pink kurung i wore for Dhila's wedding.. and pink baju melayu Hubby wore for Dhila's wedding as well. No new baju raya this year. recycle yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i initially wanted to get Fairykins' a cute Minnie little bag, but i searched everywhere and couldnt get any! so i settled for this beaded sling bag i had. i tied the strap a bit so that it would be the perfect length for Fairykins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-67hsNYwkZq0/ToVTdQ-cU-I/AAAAAAAACgc/nmRZq7Bwy5A/s320/raya2011%2B031.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_5658020269099078626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KuAwAv6_k7I/ToVTdriLYbI/AAAAAAAACgs/lquuM43-6Vo/s320/raya2011%2B032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658020276228284850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n5hGn6e5PI/ToVRiGMJP1I/AAAAAAAACf0/ed2YRT7rh54/s320/raya20112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018153079848786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cF9f5lAZK-0/ToVRioWo_DI/AAAAAAAACgE/K_Yh8155PSw/s1600/raya20114.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cF9f5lAZK-0/ToVRioWo_DI/AAAAAAAACgE/K_Yh8155PSw/s1600/raya20114.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jycQ8buDSVE/ToVR1qA2DQI/AAAAAAAACgM/QsYfItFJkgc/s1600/raya20115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jycQ8buDSVE/ToVR1qA2DQI/AAAAAAAACgM/QsYfItFJkgc/s1600/raya20115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;makanan raya is the best y'all! ketupat nasi (my fave!!!) lemang, rendang, ayam golek, satay, nasi himpit, kuah lodeh terbaik!!! serunding daging!!!! homaigod im salivating just talking about it at this moment! im more of a ketupat person that a lemang person, by the way. kuih-kuih raya pun i kurenggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1mW0Ec35QQ/ToVR2KKhTuI/AAAAAAAACgU/FT2RnvvlKHc/s1600/raya20116.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1mW0Ec35QQ/ToVR2KKhTuI/AAAAAAAACgU/FT2RnvvlKHc/s320/raya20116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018497744162530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;our tradition lepas breakfast raya - bagi duit raya y'all!!! my little girl was happily wearing her pink bag around her neck (yes, her neck!!!) and collecting duit raya. and she is such a bad duit raya collector! she got one from her Tok Papa and then turned away all the other packets given to her! like, "its-ok-i-have-one-already" and with such uninterested look smacked across her face! orang nak collect bebanyak... dia collect satu je. my most touching moment was when my Antie Amah gave me duit raya. Me &amp;amp; Hubbykins have this principle that we should give single mothers duit raya as well. penat ok keje jadi mak jadi bapak pastu jaga anak etc phew! so after i handed one to Antie Amah, she handed one to me as well. i quickly shoved it back to her hands, telling her im married and working and i shouldnt be getting any! but her words stupefied me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she told me that my arwah cousin, had intended to give his cousins duit raya as well this year, as he was working part time. and was so excited to give duit raya. that silenced me and i didnt know how to react but i accepted it, and i have given the duit raya for charity. i hope that would be counted as his good deeds, Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jycQ8buDSVE/ToVR1qA2DQI/AAAAAAAACgM/QsYfItFJkgc/s1600/raya20115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jycQ8buDSVE/ToVR1qA2DQI/AAAAAAAACgM/QsYfItFJkgc/s320/raya20115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018489113644290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i also got sesi salam-salam maaaa with Hubbykins. So after salam-salam with my parents, i salam-salam with my Hubby. said sorry for everything.. yadda yadda yadda and he handed me duit raya! woohhoooo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;its like routine pose for syawal. picture of me salam Hubbykins, then peluk peluk then another pic of me sitting next to him. wakakakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cF9f5lAZK-0/ToVRioWo_DI/AAAAAAAACgE/K_Yh8155PSw/s1600/raya20114.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cF9f5lAZK-0/ToVRioWo_DI/AAAAAAAACgE/K_Yh8155PSw/s320/raya20114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018162250677298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and here is a picture of my little Fairykins! told ya she was hanging the bag around her neck. i did put it on her shoulders thingy.. but for some reason it was around her neck. she loves receiving packets, then putting it in her handbag :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pastu sekejap-sekejap check dalam bag tu ada tak lagi paket duit tu heheheeheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--P3IZHj-lAk/ToVRiUTBhrI/AAAAAAAACf8/zePtDcXjYXw/s1600/raya20113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--P3IZHj-lAk/ToVRiUTBhrI/AAAAAAAACf8/zePtDcXjYXw/s320/raya20113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658018156866799282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just some raya pictures of us at The Hills. Fairykins and her Abe, with Nan Chah.. me with Eira and Dhila... Fairykins and her Tok Papa and Nenna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the family potrait and all.. and 2nd 3rd 4th raya pictures will come up in another entry ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;have a great weekend peeps! we continue our raya story next week!!! (or tomorrow, if i have the time?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7351321080509629450?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7351321080509629450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7351321080509629450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7351321080509629450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7351321080509629450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/syawal-2011.html' title='Syawal 2011'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvQuiE4wjSc/ToVRhooOPSI/AAAAAAAACfs/eej70uT90xc/s72-c/raya2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4295518553470315698</id><published>2011-09-28T08:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:52:20.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>previous syawals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hubbykins and me go by the alternate years system; ie: if we raya with his family first this year, then the next year will be first raya with my family. we have celebrated so far four (4) Syawals together and alhamdulillah, no that gaduh-gaduh crap nak beraya umah sapa dulu, coz we very well know where to beraya first maaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so here goes.. our previous three (3) Syawals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyFUXm7K3Xo/ToJpCV9iopI/AAAAAAAACe8/RS3nQV-JmRk/s320/raya2008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657199570906686098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we got married about two (2) months prior to Ramadhan. and so, yah.. Hubbykins said raya first with his family. so we went back to Baling to have our 1st raya there, then spent 2nd raya going back to Batu Gajah to see my granny for a short while before heading back to KL. it was sooo hard beraya without your family for the first time. i missed out on a lot of things. these days, i seem to miss out on a lot of things as well that i dah tak kecik hati dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1r1ivdbb3YE/ToJpCukLZ9I/AAAAAAAACfE/-hB7NIB0zLQ/s320/raya2009%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657199577511192530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTjz6N5KlE0/ToJpCtH6RoI/AAAAAAAACfM/Q13wvSLQtG0/s320/raya2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657199577124193922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2009 was spent beraya first with my family. since we are all mostly in KL, so raya kat KL je la. that raya was pretty special because it was our 2nd raya together and i was expecting! was about 8 months preggers and really, i was too sluggish and heavy to go anywhere! i cannot stay in the car for too long and you have not been going around with my FIL! his driving is... legendary. kalau tak pening and tak melayang tak sah wei! so beraya at Hills this time around was, alhamdulillah. coz i dun think i can take it going around for long hours on the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CxHEGnEqgQ/ToJpC6SW-pI/AAAAAAAACfU/NQQX2RtYx7c/s1600/rayaaa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CxHEGnEqgQ/ToJpC6SW-pI/AAAAAAAACfU/NQQX2RtYx7c/s1600/rayaaa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7kSoSy7iQU/ToJpC7RofMI/AAAAAAAACfc/8yQaX7LFibE/s1600/raya2011%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7kSoSy7iQU/ToJpC7RofMI/AAAAAAAACfc/8yQaX7LFibE/s320/raya2011%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657199580923067586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CxHEGnEqgQ/ToJpC6SW-pI/AAAAAAAACfU/NQQX2RtYx7c/s1600/rayaaa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CxHEGnEqgQ/ToJpC6SW-pI/AAAAAAAACfU/NQQX2RtYx7c/s320/rayaaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657199580657678994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last year's raya was even more special because it was our first raya as parents! my little girl was about 9-10 months old and although she didnt quite know whats raya all about, we were a pair of super excited parents! so much so that i made two (2) cotton matching kurungs for us! when  you are in Baling, cotton is important y'all! hangatttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;as usual, Hubbykins will always be in jubah or normal tees when he beraya with his side. i remembered that this time, Fairykins was just learning to stand on her own! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so those were our previous Syawals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i guess you would know that my next entry will be on our Syawal.. 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4295518553470315698?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4295518553470315698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4295518553470315698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4295518553470315698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4295518553470315698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/previous-syawals.html' title='previous syawals...'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyFUXm7K3Xo/ToJpCV9iopI/AAAAAAAACe8/RS3nQV-JmRk/s72-c/raya2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7443527829731136131</id><published>2011-09-26T08:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:19:41.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glorious Food'/><title type='text'>of Bridal Shower and Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;Happy Monday y'all! Imma start my Monday with an entry heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my raya post is still due but i still am yet receiving any raya pictures from mah brader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*rolling eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so.. we gotta make do with a post on the events i attended last week! heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First stop. &lt;b&gt;BRIDAL SHOWER&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;this was about two weeks ago. for our girl, Sha. she got married last week. sorry i got that mixed up. so we decided to take our future Bride for lunch. two of our gals cant join us - Fieza coz shes wayyyy in Sarawak. and Liza, who gotta take care of her sister or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry, pictures are all umbled up coz for some flippin' reason, blogger.com doesnt allow me to move my pictures around! some new setting or something. boohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Back to the Bridal Shower, since it was just gonna be the five of us (plus the Bride), we wanted somewhere we can just sit and chat. Alexis The Gardens came into the picture. I came up with two (2) Bridal Shower games and provided gifts for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;winners. Kirah went and got our future Bride a tiara and Bride-to-Be sash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The pictures are all jumbled up and I am yet to master the art of moving these pictures (the normal way doesnt work!) so please bear with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRvnWxfqBDI/Tn_XCZUsN4I/AAAAAAAACek/GEXfsPnDZnk/s320/sept2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656476093158012802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;a picture of us playing the games. I just came up with two very simple games. one of it is "Word Puzzle" wherein, there are 10 words all relating to marriage, jumbled up and for the players to guess. the other game is "What's in Her Bag?" wherein players are expected to name 5 items in handbag. the one that comes up with all correct answer in the shortest time span wins! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtG5V6g4_6o/Tn_TDbDzLzI/AAAAAAAACec/yenDhKW3x7w/s320/sept3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656471712757395250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jf_kbj8I1QM/Tn_PTph3sWI/AAAAAAAACeM/xDHwqZIVQ4U/s320/sept1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656467593473012066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;The Bride-to-Be with her mates - Dee (in the tudung), Aida (in the black tee), Kirah (in the peach blouse) and ME! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We are such a small group kan? Dulu bila duk borak-borak camni cite pasal boifren masing-masing.. or tactic mengorat.. or diskusi nak beli present apa utk boifren.. or bila nak tgk wayang sesama and whatnot. now, our discussion revolves around our babies, our husbands, our holiday trips, our work... etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BA0K7kI7uVU/Tn_PTb0kZtI/AAAAAAAACeE/273nBjO-8ow/s320/sept.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656467589793343186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;what we had @ Alexis - we shared beef pepperoni pizza for starter... then we went on ordering our main dishes. we didnt do dessert coz we were too full!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;top left is some pasta Kirah ordered, then Dee's lasagna, middle right is my Alexis Burger... bottom left is Chicken something something Aida ordere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;d and lastly, smoked Salmon sandwich the Bride-to-be had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;after lunch, Aida and Dee rushed back home coz both their babies were not feeling well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so just me, Sha and Kirah going around The Gardens mencuci mata. After about half an hour or so, we went back home. Nothing much to do these days. Our husbands and babies take priority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hehehehehh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but i seriously think we need a karaoke session soon. heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;last week, we attended &lt;b&gt;Juan's Superhero Birthday Party&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The 5-yr old was apparently into superheroes - Ultraman, Ben 10 and whatever 5-yr old boys are into these days.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxJL7dpxUe0/Tn_dgt101eI/AAAAAAAACe0/lS11uXSli94/s320/juan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656483211131540962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i didnt quite prepare for the party. i mean, costumes for my little girl (we bought the birthday boy a Ben-10 gift pack!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so... i was rummaging thru her closet when i saw her has this red cheongsam! i was happy coz i got to dress her up as a superhero with her existing closet!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;can u guess which superhero she was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;CHUN LI y'all! wakakakakaakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i managed to get her to wear the cheongsam.. she was happy coz i kept on telling her she looked pretty in it (thats the trick to make sure she will wear whatever I choose! to tell her she looked pretty endlessly! wakakakakaka) and mighty Kak Siti (MIL's helper) managed to tie two little bouncy things in her hair! with whatever little hair she has! i was a proud Mummy! over kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oTuS8M_T5A/Tn_PTEalDsI/AAAAAAAACd8/LXF84rY2_TM/s1600/My%2BPictures9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oTuS8M_T5A/Tn_PTEalDsI/AAAAAAAACd8/LXF84rY2_TM/s320/My%2BPictures9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656467583510318786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here are some pictures of the Birthday Boy with his friends during cake-cutting. The cake was made by his lovely Mimi. she does catering for small party as well. check her out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsprettyyummy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i didnt know the character on the cake.. apparently its Naruto. please do not ask e what is Naruto all about. I only know Dora the Explorer, Barney, Mickey and friends, The Wiggles, Angelina Ballerina and Thomas &amp;amp; Friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zuAerN-jhMQ/Tn_PS1l-KlI/AAAAAAAACd0/K_w1qJRtxhA/s1600/My%2BPictures8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zuAerN-jhMQ/Tn_PS1l-KlI/AAAAAAAACd0/K_w1qJRtxhA/s320/My%2BPictures8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656467579531569746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;it was also cum Raya makan-makan session so as usual.. food was good! Lovely!!! There was macaroni &amp;amp; cheese, soto, lamb cutlets.. etc. i had two helpings of the mac&amp;amp;cheese! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but in my defense, i was sharing with Fairykins. so i tak melantak sorang hokayyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;anyhoo, yeah. so those are just some of the events we attended. i still will post raya pics. soon enough. i promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7443527829731136131?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7443527829731136131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7443527829731136131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7443527829731136131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7443527829731136131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-bridal-shower-and-birthday-party.html' title='of Bridal Shower and Birthday Party'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRvnWxfqBDI/Tn_XCZUsN4I/AAAAAAAACek/GEXfsPnDZnk/s72-c/sept2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1343331307001612004</id><published>2011-09-21T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T17:16:38.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>90s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i was born in 1980. i turned 12 in 1992 and spent my teenage years stuck in the 90s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so... i grew up influenced by the 90s style and values. back then, things were developing, yes... but it was much simpler than it is today. food was still cheap. we could still walk around just us kids to the playground and shops on our own without the fear or being kidnapped or robbed or (touch wood!) slain to death. RM1 was a big deal and could get us pocketful of sweets! or two nasi lemak bungkus at the school canteen. or a pack of nasi lemak AND a glass of sirap ais. we look forward to saturdays to watch our fave tv programmes! yes! the weekend was tv heaven! the selection was pretty wide.. with just enough to choose from. not like now. tv programmes are in abundance that sometimes choosing is such a task, you would prefer to channel-hop just so that you can keep yourself updated with your fave shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;speaking of fave shows, i would like to share the programmes i grew up watching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDfi-uzEUsM/TnmFSl6pcGI/AAAAAAAACds/nFJO7s2IwuM/s1600/tv11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDfi-uzEUsM/TnmFSl6pcGI/AAAAAAAACds/nFJO7s2IwuM/s320/tv11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654697361602605154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MY LITTLE PONY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;these bunch of candy-coloured unicorns are too cute i tell you! their tanduk have special powers y'all! and they are always glittery. cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0HhxP-32Ss/TnmFSfAqjWI/AAAAAAAACdk/qNtU1NvjONs/s1600/tv10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0HhxP-32Ss/TnmFSfAqjWI/AAAAAAAACdk/qNtU1NvjONs/s320/tv10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654697359748795746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;CARE BEARS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;about the only animals i know that practically lived on the clouds. with super cool cottages la.. ada slides la apa la. on the clouds y'all! and all the symbols and images on their tummy are different. also bears meaning for different special powers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrtDA5_MX84/TnmFSeOcVvI/AAAAAAAACdc/AnUW0I7KmYE/s1600/tv4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrtDA5_MX84/TnmFSeOcVvI/AAAAAAAACdc/AnUW0I7KmYE/s320/tv4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654697359538149106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;JEM AND THE HOLOGRAMS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i tell you... back then, they had the trendiest clothes. they are superstars, can sing, are rich and they have super earrings that have superpowers! all these cartoon characters have superpowers kan? wakaaakakakakakakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;of coz The Misfits were edgier la kan... but they were also bitchy ok! so Jem and The Holograms win, hands down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apart from cartoons, i also grew up watching various tv shows. really nice ones too! much simpler and less complicated than the current ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ApbDfmNob4k/TnmFSOWxGSI/AAAAAAAACdU/KnB14KZfSK8/s1600/My%2BPictures4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ApbDfmNob4k/TnmFSOWxGSI/AAAAAAAACdU/KnB14KZfSK8/s320/My%2BPictures4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654697355278096674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;DOOGIE HOWSER, M.D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Neil Patrick Harris! has got to be the youngest doctor ever la kan? and writes a journal at the end of the day. on his computer y'all! back then, that gabak komputer was a big thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;THE FRESH PRINCE OF BEL AIR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;William Smith! a rapper amongst his posh extended family. and preppy cousin. super funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;SAVED BY THE BELL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;High school comedy. mario lopez. tiffany amber-thiessen. their cafe is super cool. and their burgers and fries always looked so yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY MEETS WORLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the only reason i watched this was because of Rider Strong - he was hot ok! i dunno where he is now.. but he was hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuT2BJLwds/TnmFR5pc2ZI/AAAAAAAACdM/6zwjHBS9Nwk/s1600/My%2BPictures3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuT2BJLwds/TnmFR5pc2ZI/AAAAAAAACdM/6zwjHBS9Nwk/s320/My%2BPictures3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654697349719316882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOSSOM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;about the girl aptly named after the series - very quirky, psychedellic sense of dressing and super humorous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;AIRWOLF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i swear, Jean Micheal-Vincent was such a heartthrob! Airwolf is the helicopter actually, supposedly top of the range back in the day. always able to solve whatever complications they had to go thru that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;FULL HOUSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the american series ok. not the korean. the twins were too cute! too cute! mary-kate and ashley were soooo identical! they atill are anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;BEVERLY HILLS 90210&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The original 90210 y'all! lagi best dari yang skarang ok! Luke Perry was THE guy when you are in high school weh. and they also discuss normal high school dramas and issues. not like now. everything is too complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so yah... those are mainly the tv programmes i grew up watching. nowadays, its a different genre altogether. and while i still watch comedies from time to time, criminal, forensic and reality shows seems to be on my tv most of the time. we change our preferences as we go along, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;anyhoo, what were &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; fave series?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1343331307001612004?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1343331307001612004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1343331307001612004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1343331307001612004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1343331307001612004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/90s.html' title='90s'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDfi-uzEUsM/TnmFSl6pcGI/AAAAAAAACds/nFJO7s2IwuM/s72-c/tv11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7329284226615782855</id><published>2011-09-20T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T17:41:23.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>stressed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hola peeps! it has been a week or so, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i swear time passes by so quickly these days. tup tap tup tap dah seminggu. kejap je. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;anyhooo.... a colleague at work (ada ke colleague kat umah? wakakkakaakakak *oklamejoke*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;suggested that i put in an entry as to how i survived a hard day's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here's a snippet of what i do at The Office:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i handle international corporate affairs. i deal with foreigners and slot in times and visits to improve the objective of the company and maximise whatever that is thrown to our face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i try to find things to build bridges and linkages and enhance cooperation and share best practices. we discuss a lot of documents and best practices at international level, bring it down to Malaysian context and see how we can apply it locally. we also rope in other local agencies to work with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;apart from that, I am still acting as the Legal Officer. so all things related to legal still come to me for vetting and greenlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;on top of that, i sit in a Committee that helps to develop our stakeholders. In my legal capacity of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;on top of that, i get ad-hoc work as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so yah..... thats work for me. day in, day out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;some days allow me to breathe slower and at a relaxed pace... but most days, i am out of breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the only thing i like about this job is that it gives me the momentum i used to work in. not as fast-paced, but much better than the one before. the one before was very, very seasonal. this one? i categorise it as well-paced. much faster than the previous job, but not as fast as the previous previous job. geddit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so... sometimes i get stressed out at work. my unit is very lean - one boss, 4 of us do-everything-at-your-face.. and one support staff. to handle the whole world. how cool is that? wakakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;of coz not to handle the whole world literally... just within our job scope :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the good thing is, we are all Vent-ers. while we are on the move, so is our brain, mouth, hands legs etc wakakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;what i mean by Vent-ers is that... we dun keep things to ourselves. we get angry, we curse, we scrutinise, we bicker and we complain. all negative vibes go out! and we dun keep it there either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;for example, i deal with Person A of Country A and he was giving me such a hard time. so i go out to my colleagues, do some complaining... get them to comment and provide some solution.. then perhaps make a joke about it and then.. back to negotiating with Person A of Company A. all within say, 10mins? so.. yah. these 10-mins venting phase is on repeat at least three times a day at the office. for some reason, it relieves the stress and the response we get sometimes comes out as a solution. so.. win-win, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so.. back to my original intention of putting in this entry. i wanna share my &lt;b&gt;FIVE&lt;/b&gt; ways of &lt;b&gt;de-stressing at work!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLqqkOqReIo/TnhKTvF7UcI/AAAAAAAACdE/geNmzkv0IlY/s1600/stress3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLqqkOqReIo/TnhKTvF7UcI/AAAAAAAACdE/geNmzkv0IlY/s320/stress3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654351035082953154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i literally &lt;b&gt;SING&lt;/b&gt; in the office when things start to go bad. of coz, not out loud. are you crazy? people will screw me for singing out loud! waakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i sing in my head. i have my own quiet heaven. its called iTunes with my pink Sony Deep Bass earphones on. and my playlist? rocks my socks! i have cheesy love songs, pop songs, rock-n-roll.. and of coz, house music. House and rave keep me going yo! Ask my baby. she would know. coz she moves her hands and shoulders too :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTsu60QVMx0/TnhKTa0IMCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eev1rs4RzW8/s1600/stress4.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTsu60QVMx0/TnhKTa0IMCI/AAAAAAAACc8/eev1rs4RzW8/s320/stress4.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654351029639589922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i love food. i live to eat, not eat to live. there is a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so.. whenever i am feeling bogged down, i spend my moolahs on &lt;b&gt;FOOD&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a good lunch at a nice joint somewhere... or chocolate sundae from McDonalds. Or Caramel Frappucino from Starbucks. u know... things like that. its very very comforting tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Friday would be the best. coz we have longer lunch hours, hence a nicer place to eat, hence a little bit more money spent on food... then of coz, we tapau dessert to eat at 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKJKnVSHzA4/TnhKTTb87hI/AAAAAAAACc0/1p5TWZU_1CU/s1600/stress5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKJKnVSHzA4/TnhKTTb87hI/AAAAAAAACc0/1p5TWZU_1CU/s320/stress5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654351027659140626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sometimes when we are too tired to work, we gather some munchies or a newspaper.. and sit together.. just to talk about petty stuff. what should i buy for my mum's birthday? what should i get for a friend who just delivered a baby? should i accept his dinner invitation? what does the sms he sent me meant? u know..dwelling on stuff like that. then we have our own little &lt;b&gt;FORUM&lt;/b&gt;. once everyone is happy that they have gotten their point across, we get our bums off the chair and return to our workplace. yes, we are disciplined like that! u will be amazed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXikZ2Rbkwg/TnhKSlhwp_I/AAAAAAAACcs/JY9C23l3xzE/s1600/stress7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXikZ2Rbkwg/TnhKSlhwp_I/AAAAAAAACcs/JY9C23l3xzE/s320/stress7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654351015335471090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sitting all day long sometimes can really be tiring. and hurt your back! my back for that matter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so i will do some strectching or walking around the little area where our unit is.. just to get the blood flowing properly. if i am too tired, i will &lt;b&gt;LIE DOWN&lt;/b&gt; on face up the floor under my table. just to straighten my back. i know it sounds weird, but it works on me. a good 5-10mins lie down is enough to have me back on my feet soon after. plus, lama-lama sangat sakit gak. bukan ada tilam pun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKIwQ3Lg3_8/TnhKSqXO0eI/AAAAAAAACck/M5c4hcymfmE/s1600/stress6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKIwQ3Lg3_8/TnhKSqXO0eI/AAAAAAAACck/M5c4hcymfmE/s320/stress6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654351016633487842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my other favourite? when the worksheet looking at you from your PC is simply too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i have google on and start &lt;b&gt;BLOG-HOPPING&lt;/b&gt;! there are a few blogs that i follow. and some that i dont but read once in a while. gives me a fresh breath of air. and sometimes, something to laugh at. just to keep my mind off work for a short while. bila dah habis baca 2-3 blogs, balik buat keje. karang kang marathon segala blog yang ada kang bosan plak tak tau nak baca apa lagi next time rasa penat. wakakakakakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so yah... these are the ways i get thru my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tak termasuk time i call Hubbykins just to say hi... or ask whats he's having for lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;or small gtalk sessions with my friends. usually to confirm plans or whatnot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i believe that all work and no play definitely makes jack a dull boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i believe that in every hour you do your work, you should take at least 5-mins off. setakat dapat pegi toilet pun refreshing ok! (well, my toilet is about 50metres away.. so the route to the toilet can be pretty interesting. say hi to your colleague or look at the pokok or something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but that doesnt mean you should skip off work ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;itu bukan saya yang ajar. heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;anyhoo, yeah. feel free to try any of my tips of de-stressing at work. but it also takes diligence and willpower to return back to work. so u must know when to stop gossiping, and head back to those papers waiting for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;have a productive week peeps! toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7329284226615782855?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7329284226615782855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7329284226615782855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7329284226615782855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7329284226615782855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/stressed.html' title='stressed?'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLqqkOqReIo/TnhKTvF7UcI/AAAAAAAACdE/geNmzkv0IlY/s72-c/stress3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-691181637772481902</id><published>2011-09-14T11:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:37:38.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>facts of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652050878224866834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-veR3VIOesrY/TnAeU_EHHhI/AAAAAAAACZw/xG07NKFWkuE/s320/5_rules_for_life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652050957659927650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woaeuMMKQ-I/TnAeZm-59GI/AAAAAAAACZ4/YocUiY1y8JY/s320/rule1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rule #1 : Money cannot buy happiness... but it is more comfortable to cry in a Mercedes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;than on a bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;True dat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652051035794634434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1UkzJlVspY/TnAeeKDq9sI/AAAAAAAACaA/fqE37UaSwFM/s320/rule2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rule #2 : Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True dat! I apply this in life as well. Not only I never forge ttheir names,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember their faces and what they have done to me, and I make sure I do everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my power to keep them out of my life. I dun need the misery. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652051933151598210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IA4qssnlOjY/TnAfSY-PloI/AAAAAAAACaY/Ai0tP0y3Lu4/s320/people%252520helping%252520people%252520logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rule #3 : Help those in trouble and they will remember you when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652051194310914370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KuniiSzVF_U/TnAenYk5cUI/AAAAAAAACaI/liNQuXsLVYU/s320/rule3.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rule #4 : Some people are alive simply because it is illegal to kill them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652051317391883762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3W93h5_lFJE/TnAeujFr_fI/AAAAAAAACaQ/CzCi3JtdbJ8/s320/rule5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rule #5 : Alcohol does not solve any problems, but then again, neither does milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday people! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-691181637772481902?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/691181637772481902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=691181637772481902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/691181637772481902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/691181637772481902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/facts-of-life.html' title='facts of life'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-veR3VIOesrY/TnAeU_EHHhI/AAAAAAAACZw/xG07NKFWkuE/s72-c/5_rules_for_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2004582136404991750</id><published>2011-09-13T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T08:40:54.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Clifton Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bl6fJnlXY9o/Tm6hzyKH_-I/AAAAAAAACY4/W9_6V1p8vM0/s1600/archer2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651632493406191586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bl6fJnlXY9o/Tm6hzyKH_-I/AAAAAAAACY4/W9_6V1p8vM0/s320/archer2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; My first book for 2011. Sedih, kan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dah masuk 3rd quarter of the year baru nak baca buku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But this is such a page turner! Hubbykins bought the book for me and gave it to me last Tuesday or Wednesday.. and already i am about halfway thru!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apparently this is the first book out of five of the Clifton Chronicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I cant wait to have the complete set onces its completed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like reading the Twilight series. excited je bila the next book nak keluar :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;somehow i noticed that movies seem to adopt plot from Grisham's books rather than Archer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;buttt.... i think ok je. coz Archer's books sometimes can border on being psychotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But if one of Archer's books is to be made into a movie, I highly recommend False Impression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Psychotic, yes.. but surely very interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Tuesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2004582136404991750?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2004582136404991750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2004582136404991750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2004582136404991750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2004582136404991750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/clifton-chronicles.html' title='Clifton Chronicles'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bl6fJnlXY9o/Tm6hzyKH_-I/AAAAAAAACY4/W9_6V1p8vM0/s72-c/archer2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-3689732525034057709</id><published>2011-09-07T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:47:27.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memory Lane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>weddings : blue &amp; dusty pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was taking me forever to get the pictures of the many weddings in July! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i decided to lookout for whatever pictures i can find in FB and post it here heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here's only three of the weddings out of five. one of Khairil &amp;amp; Melati mcm takde gambar je... so that leaves only my SIL's wedding to be covered. i know shes got the CD already from the photog, so hopefully i can put an entry on her wedding soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here's one for DHILA &amp;amp; FAIDZ. they had their solemnization ceremony back in December or something. check out the previous post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-eve-wedding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they held their reception at Dewan Perdana on 16th July at night - the same day as my SIL's reception day! can u imagine the kind of rush i was going thru? siang reception SIL, malam reception cousin! wakakaakakaka anyhoo, here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jr-hhTc1QaA/TmcrFL63WMI/AAAAAAAACYM/Vs_CQgjLSYw/s1600/dustypink1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531625658603714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jr-hhTc1QaA/TmcrFL63WMI/AAAAAAAACYM/Vs_CQgjLSYw/s320/dustypink1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; one of us in dusty pink! teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUXnPD_cbK4/TmcrEotP6iI/AAAAAAAACYE/399dINWUPhM/s1600/dustypink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531616206252578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUXnPD_cbK4/TmcrEotP6iI/AAAAAAAACYE/399dINWUPhM/s320/dustypink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531629575950050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeXiiis1stY/TmcrFag1TuI/AAAAAAAACYU/ffBSFcsdSdw/s320/dustypink2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the celebrated Bride &amp;amp; Groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then the week after, we had another reception - a double one for my cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531632322936642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFoW5CipMXQ/TmcrFkvw_0I/AAAAAAAACYc/4J587nvwCc8/s320/longchik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531665831033090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXRM3Ii51DU/TmcrHhkt-QI/AAAAAAAACYk/lw9shsJod24/s320/longchik2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the one on all white is the elder brother. we call him Long Kecik. married Ros Dahlia in May, when we took a trip to Kuantan. now wifey is about 8weeks preggers ok! laju kot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the one with the grey suit is Chik, the younger brother. there are 4 boys in this family so the first two got married within 3 months of each other. Chik had his solemnisation ceremony with Diana in early July though. then they had the double reception at Shah Alam end of July. throughout Long &amp;amp; Chik's wedding, we all wore blue! wakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so yah.. thats the story. three of the five weddings i attended between May and July 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;from now on, i am gonna use the 'Memory Lane" label for all the weddings i have attended and will be attending! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-3689732525034057709?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3689732525034057709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=3689732525034057709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3689732525034057709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3689732525034057709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/weddings-blue-dusty-pink.html' title='weddings : blue &amp; dusty pink'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jr-hhTc1QaA/TmcrFL63WMI/AAAAAAAACYM/Vs_CQgjLSYw/s72-c/dustypink1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5672554167908205826</id><published>2011-09-06T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T12:54:20.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>Raya purchase!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mode : Salam Raya bersama Suami Mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FZ: &lt;em&gt;"Selamat Hari Raya Sayang bla bla bla bla bla....... I nak bag Gucci satu... bla bla bla... I nak bag Balenciaga satu... bla bla bla I nak gi London bercuti sbb I nak gi Bicester Village.. bla bla bla I pun nak gi Paris... bla bla bla"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HH: &lt;em&gt;" Ok. Nah ni untuk your Bag Gucci Fund"&lt;/em&gt; sambil menghulurkan sampul duit raya from Asian Finance Bank (FYI, my dad received a whole drawer of that sampul! so we all used that sampul! wakakakaakaka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Message I am trying to put across : I GOT DUIT RAYA FROM HUBBYKINS Y'ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Duit Raya seikhlas hati. best wooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so yeah. I know it is supposed to be for by Gucci Fund (apparently i have one? I have a New-Handbag-at-the-end-of-the-year Fund but not Gucci Fund.. heheh) but i was too excited to be receiving duit raya from Hubbykins that I got his approval to use part of that duit raya to purchase something else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HFpQrbl1lo/TmWj1Ul-k7I/AAAAAAAACX8/ZFx32G9UTDk/s1600/Fthomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649101444062548914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HFpQrbl1lo/TmWj1Ul-k7I/AAAAAAAACX8/ZFx32G9UTDk/s320/Fthomas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; TA-DA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My "F' Thomas Sabo charm is no longer lonely! Dah ada kawan! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I spent last Sunday going around Thomas Sabo @ Bangsar Village II finding the perfect charm to add on to my bracelet. I was determined not to go above RM200 for the charm (or charms, if I managed to get and like the cheaper ones) and I was surprised that within 3 months, Sabo hiked up their prices by 10% for the cheapest charms! What used to be RM99, now is RM109. that is the cost for the cheapest charm! My bracelet cost me RM149 in May this year and now it is already RM179! dahsyat kan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so memandangkan dah takde budget untuk beli dua charms... maka saya pun memilih charm yang berkenan di hati (tapi masih nak yang murah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was torn between a star shape, a fan shape (with red enamel) and the heart-shaped sunnies above. after 3-minute deliberation, i chose the sunnies! somehow i loved it! it cost me RM179 and i pun pejam mata beli! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and it is indeed, my greatest Raya gift.... hehehehehehhehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Raya post will be coming up soon ok? As usual, am waiting for the pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Till then, toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5672554167908205826?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5672554167908205826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5672554167908205826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5672554167908205826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5672554167908205826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-purchase.html' title='Raya purchase!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HFpQrbl1lo/TmWj1Ul-k7I/AAAAAAAACX8/ZFx32G9UTDk/s72-c/Fthomas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-4807582877542726582</id><published>2011-08-29T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:58:08.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvyB9xFFh6I/TlsbxUWzEMI/AAAAAAAACX0/UHeeKBC_f6U/s1600/Selamat-Hari-Raya-05.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646137091930919106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvyB9xFFh6I/TlsbxUWzEMI/AAAAAAAACX0/UHeeKBC_f6U/s320/Selamat-Hari-Raya-05.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wishing everyone near and far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a blessed Syawal indeed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fsKxiHoFDE/TlsbxeufmQI/AAAAAAAACXs/hVcc0OhjQPo/s1600/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646137094714661122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fsKxiHoFDE/TlsbxeufmQI/AAAAAAAACXs/hVcc0OhjQPo/s320/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Much love from Farakins, Hubbykins &amp;amp; Fairykins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL FITRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR BATIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-4807582877542726582?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4807582877542726582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=4807582877542726582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4807582877542726582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/4807582877542726582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvyB9xFFh6I/TlsbxUWzEMI/AAAAAAAACX0/UHeeKBC_f6U/s72-c/Selamat-Hari-Raya-05.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-58142746116578432</id><published>2011-08-26T14:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:48:32.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>she's 21 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is mainly a pictorial entry. i will try to describe as mich as possible... but i prefer to let the pictures do the talking :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44I73JNhq6A/TldEUioYoRI/AAAAAAAACXk/X8gY23b1tbM/s1600/FarFar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055777616470290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44I73JNhq6A/TldEUioYoRI/AAAAAAAACXk/X8gY23b1tbM/s320/FarFar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;still a bit shy around people she barely know. takes some time to warm up to people. but normally interested in kids around her age. nak buat kawan la kan? here's a picture of her and Farysh.. memula macam malu. takes all of half an hour to get them to play together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg5-GhgygBE/TldEUUb95uI/AAAAAAAACXc/8VJn8LTGsDU/s1600/My%2BPictures13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055773806290658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg5-GhgygBE/TldEUUb95uI/AAAAAAAACXc/8VJn8LTGsDU/s320/My%2BPictures13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;calls the iPad, "pet!" heheheehheeheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now going thru an Upin Ipin phase so, i gotta download Upin Ipin stuff now on iPod and iPad. Still very fond of Barney, now adding Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, The Wiggles and of coz, Upin Ipin to her collection. top picture shows her routine every night - milk and iPad or iPod on the bed before dozing off. the bottom two picutres shows how i can get her to sit quietly at public places wakakakaakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHB-fjstKcY/TldEUAYhkTI/AAAAAAAACXU/9zYORovnfKY/s1600/19-21mths10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055768423141682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHB-fjstKcY/TldEUAYhkTI/AAAAAAAACXU/9zYORovnfKY/s320/19-21mths10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her antie, Uchuu seem to buy her a new toy every week! this week, she got a new iron complete with ironing board to add to her toy collection. taking it in her stride very well, it seems. she has a kitchen at Nursery Hills, complete with boiling electric kettle (so-called boiling of coz) and hair dryer that uses battery to create the hair drying noise! can u imagine that? kids' toys are so real these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8MidNQWN9I/TldDte-jOAI/AAAAAAAACXE/IXOJEjq8R1U/s1600/19-21mths8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055106620798978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8MidNQWN9I/TldDte-jOAI/AAAAAAAACXE/IXOJEjq8R1U/s320/19-21mths8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;such a drama queen now. favourite word of the month? "No! No! No!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will cebik and cry and guling-guling or hentak badan if she does not get her way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pictures above demonstrates exactly that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXSBSqD8YH8/TldDs_TxLCI/AAAAAAAACW8/sCytuN6O7fw/s1600/19-21mths7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055098119859234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXSBSqD8YH8/TldDs_TxLCI/AAAAAAAACW8/sCytuN6O7fw/s320/19-21mths7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she is obsessed with cameras! the moment you snap her picture or simply trying to snap a picture will have her running to you coz she wanna take pictures herself! kenapa? tak percaya? tengoklah the picture above! tu gaya Fairykins cuba tangkap gambar sendiri hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055108932117154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZcDddp-vxQ/TldDtnlnIqI/AAAAAAAACXM/sM7uDB5n4w8/s320/19-21mths9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and these are the pictures she snapped of herself using my digital canon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some of the nicer ones la. ada jugak gambar kerusi la.. gambar dinding la.. hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;please excuse the running nose. orang baru habis nangis drama la katakan :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I49x1lk3hwM/TldDsnrOzAI/AAAAAAAACW0/J3LCUCQz7NU/s1600/19-21mths6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055091775818754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I49x1lk3hwM/TldDsnrOzAI/AAAAAAAACW0/J3LCUCQz7NU/s320/19-21mths6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her favourite item in my bag now...... MY MAKE-UP BAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a treasure trove for her, im sure. but i only let her play with my lip balm and my blusher brush. the picture above demonstrates how she applies make-up hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;masa ni mmg i tgh pakai make-up. she just came running to me and demanded to have some on her own too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iS4Cv8Uuor0/TldDsSSTiWI/AAAAAAAACWs/MQPwcjbDDZk/s1600/19-21mths5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055086034127202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iS4Cv8Uuor0/TldDsSSTiWI/AAAAAAAACWs/MQPwcjbDDZk/s320/19-21mths5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one night, she decided to berangan jadi apa ntah! she insisted on wearing Hubbykins' baju basketball.. and was dragging along my measuring tape! ke hulu ke hilir bawak measuring tape panjang berjela camtu! and my hand fan! hmmm... i wonder what was going thru her mind masa ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGN0Boa842w/TldCObYUMCI/AAAAAAAACWk/CCAMGPRlt-U/s1600/19-21mths3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645053473567551522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGN0Boa842w/TldCObYUMCI/AAAAAAAACWk/CCAMGPRlt-U/s320/19-21mths3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Hubbykins' bought her a foldable tent and some plastic balls. the tent is now right smack in the middle of our living room. she seem to love it... so much so that sometimes, i have to join her in there as well! *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnY6ggTHp08/TldCOECvCCI/AAAAAAAACWc/wj_d8QLjL4E/s1600/19-21mths2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645053467303020578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnY6ggTHp08/TldCOECvCCI/AAAAAAAACWc/wj_d8QLjL4E/s320/19-21mths2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here's a picture of my baby going around sorta dancing in the middle of the place. we were both seated (Hubbykins was puffing away) and she decided to take centre stage and entertain her ownself by dancing and walking around. Mummy of coz got her camera out and snapped away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXGAbY2wSzA/TldCNi9OhPI/AAAAAAAACWU/rZ6rF8KCyNk/s1600/19-21mths1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645053458421548274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXGAbY2wSzA/TldCNi9OhPI/AAAAAAAACWU/rZ6rF8KCyNk/s320/19-21mths1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our neighbourhood Giant has two entertainment areas. one some sort of playground for babies/toddlers. and for the bigger kids, like 10 above, there is a sort of arcade area. my little girl decided to amuse herself at the arcade area (walaupun dia tu sebenarnya penakut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she was happily imagining herself as a kick-ass driver at the Daytona USA! heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCwh2zZ5oSc/TldCNeElJLI/AAAAAAAACWM/C7ruwuFhfHo/s1600/19-21mths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645053457110213810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCwh2zZ5oSc/TldCNeElJLI/AAAAAAAACWM/C7ruwuFhfHo/s320/19-21mths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and then saw this musical drum thingy and decided to have a go at it. we, the parents of coz didnt even bother putting in tokens or anything, coz the moment the thing comes to life, my baby will run away! heheheheeheheheeheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her vocab is getting stronger now.. although if i were to compare with other kids her age, shes not exactly talking like most of her peers would. i think la. im not so bothered coz i know some babies takes a longer time to talk... but i checked her other developments for her age and she seems fine. plus, she has been blabbering... just that i dun quite understand them. some of the things she say often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"sapa tu?" - when she hears the door bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"apa tu?" - if she heard something but sees nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"no!" - if she doesnt wanna wear her shoes / clothes or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"more" - if she wants more drink / food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"minum" - obviously, when she needs a drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"dah habishhh" - when she finishes her food / drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and more that i cant quite remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i guess its true that toddlers stick to routines. Fairykins does too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everytime she enters the bathroom, she will give me my toothbrush.. and then she will pass me the toothpaste. then she will pass me her toothbrush, and her toothpaste. and we brush our teeth together! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everytime after i put on her pyjamas, she will walk towards our bedroom, climb the bed and try to pull the blanket. she will lie down, take her milk and watch barney etc for about 15 minutes before dozing off. sometimes she takes longer if she wasnt that sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everytime after a meal, say... 10 minutes after, she will drag me to the kitchen.. make me open the fridge and give her a yakult/vitagen/milo/ milk. most of the time its milo though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and once she's done, she will happily declare "dah habishh" and then walk straight to the dustbin and throw it away! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well, there are more than 3 dustbins in our Casa... but i sorta train her to throw thrash in only one dustbin coz its the easiest spot for her. its at the corner of the entrace to her bathroom. so all her sampah are directed there heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;even dressing her seems to have her own routine. or more like my routine and she follows it. its always lotion first, then vicks / minyak telon, then diaper cream, then diaper, then bedak, then baju and done! and she almost always never fails to pass the correct item everytime :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sometimes i skip the vicks, especially kalau tgh hari buta.. but if i tak pakaikan, nanti dia sendiri yang pass the vicks to me! sometimes dia sendiri yang bukak vicks tu and letak vicks kat badan dia! heheehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i recently bought a new swimsuit for her. she loves dipping in the pool but refuses the infantboy or that arm thingy that makes you float. so my solution - i bought her the inflating swimsuit! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it has this sorta inflater on the swimsuit itself. i was so excited that i took her swimming the same day i bought it! at first she was scared and clung to me like anything.. but slightly before we retired for the day... i managed to let her go and made her float on her own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59oxtYJtM_8/TldCM6K3wJI/AAAAAAAACWE/jKBoG5Q_E7s/s1600/FarFar6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645053447472922770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59oxtYJtM_8/TldCM6K3wJI/AAAAAAAACWE/jKBoG5Q_E7s/s320/FarFar6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TA-DA!!! tengoklah muka orang yang risau kena float sorang-sorang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i swam as far away as i can and despite her worried cry "mimie! mimie!" (thats "mummy" by the way to her) she was pretty calm when she realised that she wasnt drowning or anything. i hope to take her swimming again after raya and hopefully she will enjoy it more... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so thats it! her antics in her 21st month! grown slightly taller and definitely heavier.. i think shes prolly around 12 kgs now. kaki pun dah size 6.5 gitu.. so now i have a tough time getting her sandals or shoes coz not many brands carry half sizes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shes growing beautifully to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and oh my! she's turning two in a couple of months or so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;should we throw a birthday party? teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-58142746116578432?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/58142746116578432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=58142746116578432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/58142746116578432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/58142746116578432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/shes-21-months.html' title='she&apos;s 21 months!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44I73JNhq6A/TldEUioYoRI/AAAAAAAACXk/X8gY23b1tbM/s72-c/FarFar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7273873448803870689</id><published>2011-08-24T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:19:02.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>MYdeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was browsing at MYdeal when i saw a couple of really good deals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydeal.com.my/deals/kuala-lumpur/RM1499-for-6D4N-Tokyo-Trip-Includes-Return-Flight-Tickets-and-4-Nights-Stay-at-Princess-Garden-Hotel-3-Star"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Tokyo Trip for RM1499 per pax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we celebrated CNY at Tokyo earlier this year, and i swear.. despite the high exchange rate, i loved Tokyo!!! the culture is different, the people are different... so sopan and respectable and so sopan.. its amazeballs!!! so i was super excited when i saw this deal at MYdeal. for RM1499? return flight on Air Asia + hotel + one whole day Metro train ticket sounds like a good deal to me! My friend managed to get Air Asia tickets for about RM800 round trip to Tokyo.. (she booked in Oct and travelled in March the next year) so spending a balance of about RM700 on hotels for 4 nights and a whole day train tickets is soooo fine! You get the remaining 3-4 days free and easy.. so u can actually go about Osaka / Kobe / Harajuku / whatever other states u wanna go to! Expect to spend about RM500 on meals and maybe RM1000 for shopping.. so thats about RM3-4k for this trip. sounds pretty affordable, no? our trip was partly sponsored and even then, it prolly cost rm6k per pax all in. so this deal is so onzzz yo! go get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;didcha also know that i am a sucker for food? any deals on food would set my saliva drooling down my face in seconds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydeal.com.my/deals/kuala-lumpur/RM50-for-4-Course-Set-Meal-Free-Flow-Soft-Drinks-at-Barlicious"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Barlicious deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My my my... this deal sounds soooo good!!! and only for RM49.90 per pax! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;starter is soft shell crab or soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;squid pasta / duck / beef ribs / lamb shank as main dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;apple crumble for dessert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and free flow of soft drink! macam sedap yo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is highly recommended wehhh! confirm kenyang weh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so yah... crazy deal suckers like me... i highly recommend these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;go for it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7273873448803870689?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7273873448803870689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7273873448803870689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7273873448803870689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7273873448803870689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/mydeal.html' title='MYdeal'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5205562814106425247</id><published>2011-08-23T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T15:33:05.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>oh dear hachi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i saw this movie on Astro prolly several weeks back. I sorta stumbled upon it while channel-surfing and somehow, seronok plak tgk. i tgk halfway je pun. but towards the end of the movie, i was crying a freaking river! Fairykins was watching me as if wondering what is it that is making Mummy cry when she's hasnt exactly fell off a chair or anything eheheheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but it was such a moving movie. taken off a real life story, i thought it was sooo sedih. more stories on Hachiko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachik%C5%8D"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643945916003213938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l98AjXTzF6s/TlNS6F7jYnI/AAAAAAAACUU/z9nOPF4RyRw/s320/hachi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hachiko, an Akira was sooo comel and adorable and those ppl at the train station were just amazeballs. especially the ticket guy and the hot dog seller. and after Richard Gere died, and the scene yang kawan Jepun dia dtg visit the train station nak jumpa Hachiko is soooo sedih. nangis bagai nak rak. masa yg bini dia dtg train station tu pun after richard gere died pun sedih gile. lagi nangis berbakul masa part she sat with Hachiko and hugged Hachiko. sedih ok tgk Hachiko dah tua-tua jalan terkedek-kedek pergi balik train station tu tunggu richard gere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but last-last tu i felt so relieved for Hachiko. Like, so relieved! cam, thank god finally Hachiko would be brought out of his misery. the part where Hachiko saw richard gere and all... (i mean, tu maknanya Hachiko dah mati la kan) i was like, good for you, boy. lagi nangis beria tapi mcm agak gembira coz finally he would be put out of his misery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fAMTIG54AA/TlNS6QDQD3I/AAAAAAAACUc/qrbuRIXd4so/s1600/hachi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643945918719856498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fAMTIG54AA/TlNS6QDQD3I/AAAAAAAACUc/qrbuRIXd4so/s320/hachi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; A picture of the real Hachiko and its previous owner. By the time the pictures were taken, he was probably very old. Hachiko died of natural causes (also coz of dog cancer it seems) and found on the streets of Shibuya. I guess he was super famous ... so much so that he became Japanese national icon for loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643945927267638658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2E_t3fIgbHE/TlNS6v5M3YI/AAAAAAAACUk/ihkliosR1Ko/s320/hachi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and my dear fellas, if you were ever gonna be at the Shibuya Station, find The Hachiko Entrance/Exit and you will see this statue of Hachiko. Shibuya has five exits, so u gotta find the right one. And if you reach the Odate station, search for the bronze paw prints, to know exactly where Hachiko used to sit waiting loyally for its owner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hachiko is such an icon, dog lovers meet up annually for a moment of solemn remambrance for the mch talked-about dog. such influence he has kan? by just showing unbelievable loyalty to his owner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kite manusia ni pun belum tentu boleh jadi loyal camtu... maklum laa, hati sama hitam tapi hati lain-lain. but so different for animals kan? show your kindness to them and they can show you that in multiples and in greater effect. ok sumpah nak nangis tulis post ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yahhh... there you have it. Hachiko. I will never watch that movie again. such sadness it brings to me coz kesian sgt kat Hachiko.. ok dah. i gotta stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5205562814106425247?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5205562814106425247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5205562814106425247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5205562814106425247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5205562814106425247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-dear-hachi.html' title='oh dear hachi'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l98AjXTzF6s/TlNS6F7jYnI/AAAAAAAACUU/z9nOPF4RyRw/s72-c/hachi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-243486909382358837</id><published>2011-08-19T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:28:09.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>funny snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i woke up this morning thinking, "what was the best part of my relationship?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well, obviously it wasnt like, we met once, stared at each other for 5 seconds and then wham! we got married. we have that malu-malu-tapi-mahu stage.. and then we have that oh-finally-we-are-going-out-on-a-datestage... and then there is the are-we-dating-exclusively stage.. banyak-banyak stage la. but i think, the most interesting part... is the mula-mula stage. u know, when u developed feelings for a guy. and then knowing the guy feels the same way. and then waiting for him to make the move (i aint making the move yo!) and those gestures that screams "im-trying-to-impress-you!" and more... and the butterflies in your tummy each time he calls. god, such excitement. the way you grin sheepishly alone after a phone call. banyak la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyhoo, i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://everydaypeoplecartoons.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cathy thorne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for her quirky comic. here's some that had me giggling like a little child and grinning and thinking "so true!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbwOzqQlUb8/Tk3QWW6z3vI/AAAAAAAACUE/kYkbvq-hRHY/s1600/haha5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642394990693048050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbwOzqQlUb8/Tk3QWW6z3vI/AAAAAAAACUE/kYkbvq-hRHY/s320/haha5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahahahahah SO TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am probably the queen of ordering food in my family! wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;apart from my mum and anties, that is. but these days, i try to actually MAKE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;delicious meals as well. i have my moments :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642394977051078946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0mHw13E6TA/Tk3QVkGT8SI/AAAAAAAACTk/53U7ylry5UQ/s320/haha.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;typical woman behaviour. lucky me Hubbykins actually put up with my nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he just shut himself off prolly each time i go bonkers like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwuDl7jKuoE/Tk3QWCacCKI/AAAAAAAACT8/H7Nt9kf3ewE/s1600/haha4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642394985188559010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwuDl7jKuoE/Tk3QWCacCKI/AAAAAAAACT8/H7Nt9kf3ewE/s320/haha4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahaaaha! ok, this is so NOT true! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we all know we gals take ages just trying to find the &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; outfit to go on a date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and when u have my body shape, it is simply taxing just trying to find something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that flatters your shape! *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but one thig for sure - we always make the effort. ALWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;whether it makes you feel like a bombshell or it bombs is a different matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgJX6OQktXU/Tk3QV32lGbI/AAAAAAAACT0/anl8DbWjEPU/s1600/haha3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642394982353803698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgJX6OQktXU/Tk3QV32lGbI/AAAAAAAACT0/anl8DbWjEPU/s320/haha3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; i dunno how people go on dates without talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im such a blabber, i go on and on and on. and i like guys who are witty and can make jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;laughing while you are on a date is cool yo! silence is so. not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but too much information can kill too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642395886448551074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AceJj7r7ofU/Tk3RKf3kJKI/AAAAAAAACUM/aNOkkpmItfI/s320/haha6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is cute, yes? i dunno how some couples can go on and on without confrontations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u know, yang stok makan hati? i vent as and when i need. it keeps me sane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bottling up drives me mad. again, Hubbykins prolly by now would be a pro knowing when he should respond and when he should just nod his head wakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4j7hK327cdg/Tk3QVlmM72I/AAAAAAAACTs/D92X--xPnRM/s1600/haha2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642394977453272930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4j7hK327cdg/Tk3QVlmM72I/AAAAAAAACTs/D92X--xPnRM/s320/haha2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; after a year of dating, three years of marriage and a baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is me... and Hubbykins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well drafted, cathy. well. drafted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-243486909382358837?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/243486909382358837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=243486909382358837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/243486909382358837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/243486909382358837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/funny-snippets.html' title='funny snippets'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SbwOzqQlUb8/Tk3QWW6z3vI/AAAAAAAACUE/kYkbvq-hRHY/s72-c/haha5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6862222071484258862</id><published>2011-08-15T10:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:31:03.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>My Raya Preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;holla peeps! coming to our third week of Ramadhan, time flies no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dulu masa single, my sahur time is around 1-2am... sbb tanak bangun sahur kul 5am. now that i am married, and i have Hubbykins who must must must sahur, i wake up around 5 to reheat lauk and all heheeheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have been trying to sahur diligently tapi i dah ter-miss sahur ada la kot 3-4kali. tak terbangun weh! i sleep around 1am (usually much later though), then wake up around 5am.. and then around 545am tu tido balik until 630am or so. i get less than 6 hours sleep a day and sometimes, i come to the office looking like a zombie! wakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh well.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyhoo, i take it, when ur married, the first thing we wives do (and mothers as well, with kids and all u know) is to prepare for raya! pre-raya month (usually Ramadhan la kan) sure memang pokai tak ingat punye sbb nak spend untuk hari raya. only basic ye - baju raya, kuih raya, and duit raya. tak masuk lg nak tukar langsir la, sofa la apa la. tu sume mcm tak penting sgt la to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lets see how my preparation has been going so far....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDVxmM37Mys/Tkh-YPl0SXI/AAAAAAAACTM/-cMBXXI6ljE/s1600/bajuraya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640897488248654194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDVxmM37Mys/Tkh-YPl0SXI/AAAAAAAACTM/-cMBXXI6ljE/s320/bajuraya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAJU RAYA&lt;/strong&gt; : well, tahun ni mmg tak buat baju raya coz we made like, 5 pairs of baju for majlis kawin bebanyak tu tahun ni. ive been meaning to post those wedding pictures tapi gambar tak dapat lagi. so.. gotta wait then. we hv dusty purple, light blue, dusty pink, green and ice blue. since we will be in three places for this raya, so hubby dah pilih dusty pink. the other two colours tu i am thinking of ice blue and dusty purple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;basically, we already have the baju ready for me and hubby. tinggal untuk Fairykins je nak cari baju kurung. she already have one blue polka-dottie kurung... so tinggal nak cari kaler purple and pink je la. that is my mission this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPUfGcfxjGs/Tkh-Xzev_JI/AAAAAAAACS8/LkdAhDvuzNc/s1600/kuihraya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640897480702819474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPUfGcfxjGs/Tkh-Xzev_JI/AAAAAAAACS8/LkdAhDvuzNc/s320/kuihraya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; KUIH RAYA&lt;/strong&gt; : well, since we sambut raya mostly at our parents'.... i dun really prep a lot for our Casa. apart from making sure its clean and nice, nothing new la. i have been ordering kuih raya since i got married for three houses - Hills, KD and Casa... but kuih kat casa tu slalu akhirnya i and Hubbykins je yang melantak wakakakakaakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nevertheless, i have settled my orders for the three houses wakakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i takde la order banyak coz im sure they will order as well. i bought kerepek ubi original (ni sure laku)... kerepek ubi pedas (ni pun sure lagi laku) and a couple of cookies, kurma delights and strawberry choc cones. nama canggih kan... nampak mcm sedap so hopefully sedap la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if i have the time, i will make my cornflakes cookies and i wanna try this new recipe, krispies marshmallows squares. sounds easy and fuss-free and mcm sedap! maybe one of these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gN28hpOPnkw/Tkh-XgULfsI/AAAAAAAACS0/fGkzKDuV06M/s1600/duitraya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640897475558211266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gN28hpOPnkw/Tkh-XgULfsI/AAAAAAAACS0/fGkzKDuV06M/s320/duitraya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUIT RAYA&lt;/strong&gt; : Ni penting weh! ni kira macam amal jariah la jugak kan bagi duit raya kat mereka-mereka yang kenit-kenit dan ligat tu. i have calculated the budget. cukup la gaji i sebulan total amount duit raya nak bagi nih. ni of coz hasil kerjasama i and Hubbykins. I contribute mana yang termampu la... Hubbykins biasanya bagi lebih. our categories of duit raya are... kids below 16. kids above 16 (applies only to yang belajar sahaja. yang dah kawin and dah kerja tak layakkkkk wei dapat duit raya!). single mothers. anak strangers/ anak kengkawan. then of coz our family - mak bapak and adik-adik. but loooks like my SIL who recently got married will not be getting any this year *evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640903705832142690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DnKhO-5wYaw/TkiECJ5PN2I/AAAAAAAACTc/ZnDVtTMsPWQ/s320/cutiraya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;last but not least, &lt;strong&gt;CUTI RAYA&lt;/strong&gt;. i wont be taking leave on the last day of posa, aka one day before raya coz i have a small unit at work, and we gotta take turns. plus, tahun ni raya kat Hills first so i can afford la to work on the last day of posa. next year dah confirm kena amik cuti one day b4 raya sbb balik baling dulu. so my raya leave will be on friday and monday in September. good thing though coz our raya plan is like this... (in accordance to raya days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HILLS - BALIK JB - JB TO KL TO BALING - BALING TO KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;something like that laaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so that weekend, saturday and sunday mcm confirm kena gi berjalan umah tok sedara sebagai kan? heheheeheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fairykins, time to pull out your cute raya bag to stash all those raya packets you're gonna get!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wait seminit. she doesnt have a cute raya bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my mission now then! a cute raya bag for my little girl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6862222071484258862?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6862222071484258862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6862222071484258862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6862222071484258862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6862222071484258862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-raya-preparation.html' title='My Raya Preparation'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDVxmM37Mys/Tkh-YPl0SXI/AAAAAAAACTM/-cMBXXI6ljE/s72-c/bajuraya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1776475137844150562</id><published>2011-08-12T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T10:36:22.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its a colourful world for me. for some unknown reason, i am into colourful handbags now. but when i say i am into it, doesnt mean i will buy it :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just like to browse and berangan. truthfully, my bank balance doesnt really permit it. i vowed earlier this year to set aside some cash every month so that i will have enough money at the end of the year to buy a designer bag of my choice (and of coz, within that budget allocated). now that i am halfway thru it... i must say despite my diligence (or i try to), it may not materialise hehehehehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but! we must stay positive people.... maybe, insyAllah ada rezeki lebih, i can get it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here goes my bag wish list for 2011...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoEgTN-kGnc/TkSMsvBjwOI/AAAAAAAACSs/owIrOVFD-ZM/s1600/coach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787333539840226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoEgTN-kGnc/TkSMsvBjwOI/AAAAAAAACSs/owIrOVFD-ZM/s320/coach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Coach Kristin tote in Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love dark blue hues these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think it will go very well with most of my jeans and clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at this juncture, i think i can afford this... but of coz! i will think 1000x, knowing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qghwO7o9cJw/TkSMsSK_N_I/AAAAAAAACSk/ZT5sz3ncNq0/s1600/totally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787325794760690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qghwO7o9cJw/TkSMsSK_N_I/AAAAAAAACSk/ZT5sz3ncNq0/s320/totally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; LV Totally in Damier Azur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This tops my wishlist!&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would make a great travelling bag. chuck everything in it and i can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;still lug it around my shoulders. i can prolly get this if Hubbykins sorta, erm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pay 80% for it! wakakakaakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvw2M7S9Pbg/TkSMsUqNaLI/AAAAAAAACSc/EW-Sq9K2FrU/s1600/hillier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787326462585010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvw2M7S9Pbg/TkSMsUqNaLI/AAAAAAAACSc/EW-Sq9K2FrU/s320/hillier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I had a Marc Jacobs Croc of Q Groovee, but being faux leather sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kena air skit terus mengelupas! boo! so i thought i wanna get leather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i love hillier for its design and dual-wear. always comes in colours too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like mine to be in grey please. chambray is the closest this season i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if i am diligent with my savings for a bag, i can get this. i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neE-MW88mMw/TkSMsIEUrDI/AAAAAAAACSU/1II4e0XTUsE/s1600/balenciaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787323082452018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neE-MW88mMw/TkSMsIEUrDI/AAAAAAAACSU/1II4e0XTUsE/s320/balenciaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Balenciaga Giant City in Military Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First, the green is a nice shade. Almost basic that i think it goes with most of my clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love the structure and despite the giant studs, i thought it is a simple bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;apparently the bag gets softer as it get seasoned. cool eh? this is of coz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wayyyyy out of my budget. perhaps if Hubbykins was gonna be super generous with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then yeah... i will make him buy this for me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so yeah... there goes my bag wishlist 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember - a wishlist doesnt mean i will get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wakakaakakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1776475137844150562?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1776475137844150562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1776475137844150562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1776475137844150562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1776475137844150562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoEgTN-kGnc/TkSMsvBjwOI/AAAAAAAACSs/owIrOVFD-ZM/s72-c/coach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6892824347005352068</id><published>2011-08-02T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:07:05.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glorious Food'/><title type='text'>Nasi Dagang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is a random post. I was just susun-ing all the pictures in my folder when I found these pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Late last year, we went to Kelantan for one night or something. It was of coz, a makan-makan session and for another family business. We took Firefly to Kota Bahru and then chartered a bus to cross the border. There were a good 20 of us or so, hence, the chartering of the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyaj9ivYGUM/TjeuSgAtHGI/AAAAAAAACSI/UOId3omO4G8/s1600/Kelantan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636165091531234402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyaj9ivYGUM/TjeuSgAtHGI/AAAAAAAACSI/UOId3omO4G8/s320/Kelantan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The highlight of the trip for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadi Dagang Pokok Ceri wei!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was a little shop under this big shady tree... the space of coz couldnt accommodate all of us at one go so we took turns to find empty tables. the place was packed yo!!! It was 9am or something ok! and then hafway thru our nasi, it started drizzling. while some of us tried to find shelter, SarahKepoh my cousin cooly brought out her umbrella and continued eating!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahaaahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kenapa? tak pecaya? tengok la gambar kat bawah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3GUGFn1L6I/TjeuSTwZEKI/AAAAAAAACSA/i5v1GN_-gv0/s1600/Kelantan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636165088241586338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3GUGFn1L6I/TjeuSTwZEKI/AAAAAAAACSA/i5v1GN_-gv0/s320/Kelantan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am no big fan of Kelantanese Delights... but i now eat Nasi Dagang. But preferably with ayam. kalau takde ayam, ikan tongkol tu pun ok tapi takde kick sgt la. i am an ayam person yo! I dun do Nasi kerabu though. too much green things. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6892824347005352068?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6892824347005352068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6892824347005352068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6892824347005352068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6892824347005352068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/nasi-dagang.html' title='Nasi Dagang'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyaj9ivYGUM/TjeuSgAtHGI/AAAAAAAACSI/UOId3omO4G8/s72-c/Kelantan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2127444753716778197</id><published>2011-08-01T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:25:55.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>AL-Fatihah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_lfoHEkix4/TjZvHJuYzOI/AAAAAAAACR0/QOPwD0N-bGg/s1600/hafiz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635814152361004258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_lfoHEkix4/TjZvHJuYzOI/AAAAAAAACR0/QOPwD0N-bGg/s320/hafiz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His Mummy's Pillar of Strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His Sister's Bodyguard (and ours too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His cousins' kaki to lepak and chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A goofyhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A son so devoted and responsible towards his Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A brother, very protective of his Sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A counsin, so reliable and responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not too mention very funny and witty too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I believe, a good friend and person in totality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A loved one lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So sudden and shocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Too abrupt that even after almost two weeks, I still cannot believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ao88kYBwfSg/TjZuwQuW6oI/AAAAAAAACRs/-hVMXkRsIs0/s1600/hafiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635813759102937730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ao88kYBwfSg/TjZuwQuW6oI/AAAAAAAACRs/-hVMXkRsIs0/s320/hafiz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I wish you peace, dear cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;May Allah swt bless you always, for He has better plans for you in the afterlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are much loved by all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But Allah swt obviously loves you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our doa and prayers are always with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;May you be blessed and protected in the eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Forgive me for all my wrongdoings towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Halalkan all that I have taken from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope you had a good life, albeit short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I pray Allah swt blessed every single moment of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We will take care of Mummy and Tisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Your mother is indeed, very lucky to have you as a son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And we are all very lucky to have you as family and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Al-Fatihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2127444753716778197?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2127444753716778197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2127444753716778197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2127444753716778197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2127444753716778197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/08/al-fatihah.html' title='AL-Fatihah'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_lfoHEkix4/TjZvHJuYzOI/AAAAAAAACR0/QOPwD0N-bGg/s72-c/hafiz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-361515642256913883</id><published>2011-07-28T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:55:16.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>20th Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My little girl is in her 20th month now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like she is such a big girl now! *nangis*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She has got a mind of her own, alright. No doubt about that. Now beginning to be picky and choosy about the things she wants and likes. Anyhoo, here are some updates about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634331845853334690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LG2szuhllic/TjEq9jrCTKI/AAAAAAAACQ4/RKybJxGe1kU/s320/FareehaPhone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hello. Yes?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her favourite line every time she answers the phone (real or olok-olok). Everytime the phone rings, she is the one most excited to find the phone so that she can pass it to me and i can answer it heheheheehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday, she went a step futher, when she held my BB and accidentally called her Ayah. She actually went on talking to her Ayah on the phone ok! I was around folding some clothes and I wasnt aware that she was actually on the phone with her daddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I didnt mention that Fairykins dipped my Bold 9700 in her Ayah's mug of pepsi, didnt i? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WELL, NOW YOU KNOW WHAT MY BABY GIRL WAS UP TO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First she dipped her fingers in the mug and started licking her fingers. Next thing i know, my Bold 9700 was practically swimming in pepsi. Sighhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SO now im back to using my Bold 900. Nasib baik la BB lama tu jadi BB spare heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUp8sha9SmE/TjErIXK_P-I/AAAAAAAACRg/jCM97ZiEoR8/s1600/My%2BPictures12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634332031476252642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUp8sha9SmE/TjErIXK_P-I/AAAAAAAACRg/jCM97ZiEoR8/s320/My%2BPictures12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fairykins with Kaymen (top), Blitz (bottom left) &amp;amp; Smokey (bottom right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like her Mummy, she is fond of cats. How can she not be when there are 10 of them at Nursery Hills and 1-2 at Nursery KD? Even when she was a newborn, she had the loyal following Kaymen and Smokey. They would sit by the room door (i always kept the room door closed coz I dun want them to lick my very little and fragile girl back then! asthma! asthma!) and each time she used to cry for milk, Kaymen especially would frantically pace back and forth in front of the room meow-ing away calling for my baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So as you can see, she is fascinated with them. It is definitely a wonder that she can do anything to my cats and get away with it. She would bully, tarik bulu, tarik ekor sebagai and my cats would be so unfazed by such behaviour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634331856578232162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtoU7apOkYs/TjEq-LoDP2I/AAAAAAAACRI/4d_qry2rQoQ/s320/Misc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She loves picking her own choice of footwear! I think now shes got about 2 pairs of sneakers (Jumping Beans &amp;amp; Nike), 3 pairs of proper shoes (brown/ white / black) and 4 pairs of slippers/sandals (purple jelly/ coral crocs/ white noisy one/ white with stones).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of all the pairs lined up for her on the bench near our home door, guess which one she will always pick? WITHOUT FAIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CORAL CROCS!!! *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She also gets excited each time we wanna go out, coz it means she gets to pick her fave pair!!! She would even go to the extend of bringing me and Hubbykins' our shoes each time we are to go out. She will take whatever shoes of ours outside and bring it to us, put it on the floor and go, "Tom!" (which is "Jom" by the way) How sweet is that? hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhiXGZVLKLM/TjEq-gAWwMI/AAAAAAAACRY/k7XCAPXA1uM/s1600/Misc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634331862048882882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RhiXGZVLKLM/TjEq-gAWwMI/AAAAAAAACRY/k7XCAPXA1uM/s320/Misc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Each time we open the fridge, she is the one who would make a dash for it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coz she would scan the fridge and if she spots a packet of milo, or milk.. or vitagen... she would want it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezndh5Ou_x8/TjEq-daLlCI/AAAAAAAACRQ/t9lnE440Wqc/s1600/Misc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634331861351896098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezndh5Ou_x8/TjEq-daLlCI/AAAAAAAACRQ/t9lnE440Wqc/s320/Misc1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Recently we went to Lumut (for SIL's wedding. more stories on weddings later) and i brought along her pair of sunnies. normally she wouldnt fancy wearing it but for some reason, maybe because she saw me and Hubbykins wearing it, so she started wearing it herself! wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here's a picture of her putting on her sunnies and chillax-ing in her little pool right in front of our bathroom. wakakaakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She can count to five now (if she feels like it) and even to ten! counting to five is "&lt;em&gt;one! two! tee! pour! pie!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Counting to ten for her would be.... "&lt;em&gt;one! two! TEN!"&lt;/em&gt; wakakaakakakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Having being developing her traits, she can be quite a challenge at times. especially now that she has learnt to show her emotions (but of course, with no control of it as yet) - she can really cry, i tell you. such a drama queen. i am almost sure that trait is NOT from me! (eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but most of the time, such a precious little girl to me and Hubbykins :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8G7NUZzYn3w/TjEq9-tFyzI/AAAAAAAACRA/X21dDGyJqgc/s1600/SmileFareeha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634331853109709618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8G7NUZzYn3w/TjEq9-tFyzI/AAAAAAAACRA/X21dDGyJqgc/s320/SmileFareeha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Happy 20th Month, Sweetie! jangan besar cepat sangat ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-361515642256913883?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/361515642256913883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=361515642256913883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/361515642256913883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/361515642256913883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/20th-month.html' title='20th Month'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LG2szuhllic/TjEq9jrCTKI/AAAAAAAACQ4/RKybJxGe1kU/s72-c/FareehaPhone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6217600719754678679</id><published>2011-07-26T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T13:03:33.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Review : Mr. Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it has been a week or more since i have an entry in here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and so many things has happened. i shall try to update in accordance to sequence of events, closest possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;up first, the movie review for Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The thing is, I didnt even watch part 1 wakakakaaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyhoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im not really a big fan of Potter. i mean, i suka tapi i takde la excited fanatic semacam like those potter fanatics whatever. the last one i saw in the cinema was the one with prince of azkaban ke amende tu. but considering this is the final sequel and i have a workmate who is a big fan, we all go la watch Mr. Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLbrNJpEvaE/Ti5Id5-kmVI/AAAAAAAACQw/xliMSep9Kao/s1600/potter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633519862503741778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLbrNJpEvaE/Ti5Id5-kmVI/AAAAAAAACQw/xliMSep9Kao/s320/potter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Seriously, it was entertaining. Like most Potter movies (except one or two yang mmg drag gile and so boring) and of coz the fighting scene between Potter and Voldermort was super! Potter of coz will have all these people helping him yadda yadda yadda but it was nice to see how people will actually be united to fight against the evil and protect the innocent. I particularly like the part when the wizards all tried so hard to protect the school from Voldermort's army. Cun weh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The ending was erm, expected considering it was supposed to be a happy ending (i dunno how it ended in the book tho) so.. it was just ok for me. A good ending to the Harry Potter movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really do not mind watching it again in the cinema heheeheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on a different note, i have been trying to get tickets to watch Transformers and after two weeks, the seats are still so hard to get! hmmphhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yah. I would give Potter a rating of 4 / 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehehehehehheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6217600719754678679?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6217600719754678679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6217600719754678679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6217600719754678679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6217600719754678679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/review-mr-potter.html' title='Review : Mr. Potter'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLbrNJpEvaE/Ti5Id5-kmVI/AAAAAAAACQw/xliMSep9Kao/s72-c/potter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-6807489178126901997</id><published>2011-07-13T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:35:23.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.E'/><title type='text'>i am smiling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coz i found this on my cuzzie's tumblr. immediately i copied it and post it here! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUNAHT283Gw/Th1XgofXp_I/AAAAAAAACQo/w0n40lalpj0/s1600/best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628751327419410418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUNAHT283Gw/Th1XgofXp_I/AAAAAAAACQo/w0n40lalpj0/s320/best.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as i read each and every one, instant clips of the memories just run thru my mind :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have experienced everything except for no. 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;should take a drive with a good friend and sing 'tik tok' one of these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just to complete the list above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-6807489178126901997?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6807489178126901997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=6807489178126901997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6807489178126901997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/6807489178126901997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-smiling.html' title='i am smiling...'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUNAHT283Gw/Th1XgofXp_I/AAAAAAAACQo/w0n40lalpj0/s72-c/best.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-3398242023838274588</id><published>2011-07-11T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:45:33.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>aniversario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdak5lzzpkc/ThpA_OoT6jI/AAAAAAAACQg/fXkcMLAsuyk/s1600/kahwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627882139355966002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdak5lzzpkc/ThpA_OoT6jI/AAAAAAAACQg/fXkcMLAsuyk/s320/kahwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Feliz Aniversario de Boda Tercero"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Three.Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Allah Most Gracious, Most Merciful, we seek from Thee Thy Blessing, Bless and Shower upon us all the happiness so that we will be able to share and enjoy a blissful and harmonious married life. Oh Allah, grant us descendants both male and female who are righteous and obedient to Thee, to thy Prophet and also to us. Please Guide us all unto the True and Chosen Path and strengthen us with an unfaltering Faith until the Day of Judgment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, please protect us from the evils of the accursed Shaitan, from calamities and diseases and do not enforce upon them trials and tribulations that they cannot surmount and endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh Allah, purify and unite our hearts and soul as Thou hath united the hearts and soul of Prophet Adam ‘alaihissalam and Hawa. Bestow upon us the pure and true love that had cemented and strengthened the household of Prophet Muhammad, May Peace and the Blessings of Allah be on him, and Siti Khadijah and his other wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh Allah, please also bestow Thy Blessing upon this marriage so that by Thy Will and Grace it will run smoothly free from untoward incidents and mishaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, last but not least we seek from Thee Thy Forgiveness and Mercy, as none of us is free from sins, and please grant us our requests for Thou art Most Benevolent and Merciful. Let us live through this marriage which is the Sunnah or way of Prophet Muhammad, May Peace and the Blessings of Allah be upon Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AMIN. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-3398242023838274588?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3398242023838274588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=3398242023838274588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3398242023838274588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/3398242023838274588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/aniversario.html' title='aniversario'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdak5lzzpkc/ThpA_OoT6jI/AAAAAAAACQg/fXkcMLAsuyk/s72-c/kahwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2117494600751432901</id><published>2011-07-04T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:00:48.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinionated'/><title type='text'>inner peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is inspired by some of the tales that has come to my attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yes, it is about work. but more often than not.. i believe it relates to a lot of things in our life cycle apart from work alone. it is about the way we carry ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know someone who comes to work and complain all the time. she goes on rambling about how she drags her feet to work.. how is not being paid enough.. how she is barely living with her current pay.. lotsa commitments.. working like a dog yadda yadda yadda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not only that. she questioned why some ppl have it so easily in their life, and here she is doing so much and nobody actually acknowledges or recognises whatever she is doing. in her bid of complaining, not only she shows what kind of person she is (nothing is ever good enough for her. something negative will shoot out from her pretty little mouth the moment you wanna share something god with her) as a person, but also as an employee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was like that. a non happy camper at work. something like 3 months or so ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was ripped off doing what i loved best and chucked into a place where i find work is not interesting at all. it doesnt excite me. i spent a good month just moping around and dragging my feet to work as well. i was sooo rebellious inside, God knows. then out of nowhere, it suddenly stopped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i no longer question the "why" and "why me". i began to accept and thanked Allah swt for still letting me have a job. i made a mental note to myself that working, is part of beribadah and we must not do it with complains. we must work hard and it most importantly, must be SINCERE. perhaps, Allah swt has better plans for me which is why he is making me switch places like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KO8daZ9hewo/ThE1Zy7tZlI/AAAAAAAACQY/TlRe4W7PV6c/s1600/innerpeace.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625336126847673938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KO8daZ9hewo/ThE1Zy7tZlI/AAAAAAAACQY/TlRe4W7PV6c/s320/innerpeace.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; when you do something out of love and pure passion of whatever you are doing (be it reading contracts, doing reports, to cooking cleaning washing etc), and you dont expect anything in return... insyAllah Allah will reward you in many folds. maybe He doesnt reward you with a Gucci bag, but insyAllah you will have enough pahala to support you in the afterlife. maybe He doesnt reward you with big paychecks, but insyAllah He will grant you a good life with a loving husband and a happy, healthy child. what more can you ask for? your hubby treats you well, he helps you with your house chores, he tries to be nice and is extremely patient with you. kamu nak laki yang cemana lagi??? dapat laki yang kaki terajang, kaki judi and kaki pompuan nnt baru kamu tahu. baru tahu nak nangis menyesal sbb complain byk sgt pasal dpt laki yang dah elok tu. kalau Allah swt tunjuk dapatkan laki yang camtu baru tahu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it is this trait of saying our thanks to Allah that we must instil in ourselves. susah tau kalau pakai tudung, semayang tunggang terbalik 5 waktu, posa penuh dan sebagainya tapi hati tu tak senang. tak tenteram. adaaaaa je tak puas hati. nak complain. org dapat lebih, you question. org hidup senang, you question. budaya meng-question ni yang masalah. mmg la setengah orang tu main tak aci... tapi tunggu la nanti Allah swt uji dia cemana. kamu sanggup ke nak kena camtu? mak tak sanggup anak oiiiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a constant reminder to myself - i am not perfect, so i shouldnt question about other people and their luck in life. they must have done something good somewhere to deserve whatever goodness coming their way. we should praise Allah for His kindness and justice, and hope that we are always in His mind and wishes as well. we should work towards that. not... "why is she getting all the perks when i have been doing all the job?" patience has its virtues. when your time comes, you will shine. Allah guarantees that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok cukuplah tazkirah di pagi Isnin ini. tak ke stress namanya tu - dah la Monday blues.. dapat plakkkk tazkirah dari guru tak bertauliah ni. please dun be offended. i write this as a reminder to myself. coz i know for a fact i have been a bit of a grumpy old woman lately. im trying to snap out of it real fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but if my entry here could open up your eyes a little bit and allow yourself to thank Allah swt for all the rezeki He has for you, then that is good to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Week ahead, everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2117494600751432901?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2117494600751432901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2117494600751432901&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2117494600751432901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2117494600751432901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/inner-peace.html' title='inner peace'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KO8daZ9hewo/ThE1Zy7tZlI/AAAAAAAACQY/TlRe4W7PV6c/s72-c/innerpeace.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-7620552832537103821</id><published>2011-06-30T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:10:24.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummyville'/><title type='text'>19 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my little girl is already 19 months old!!! just 5 months more and she will be 2 years old!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;time flies. i swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyhoo, let's start this pictorial entry with her picture demonstrating how best to throw a tantrum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyhcHlAhbKg/TgxJyJgoInI/AAAAAAAACQI/m9YFKeFDStw/s1600/9teen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623951160573960818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyhcHlAhbKg/TgxJyJgoInI/AAAAAAAACQI/m9YFKeFDStw/s320/9teen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup. guling-guling di atas lantai adalah satu hobi ye. apart from nangis menonggeng sedih hiba and tunduk kepala nangis kaw-kaw. this seems to be a firm favourite. atas lantai, atas katil, atas sofa... di mana-mana la. sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on the contrary, here is a picture of her in her favourite rattan chair from ikea with her "baby".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;konon-konon "baby" tgh tido la tu. tgh nak tidokan "baby" la tu ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzuQ6FTN_mg/TgxJxg8P40I/AAAAAAAACQA/1-6Km3lwJTk/s1600/My%2BPictures11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623951149683958594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzuQ6FTN_mg/TgxJxg8P40I/AAAAAAAACQA/1-6Km3lwJTk/s320/My%2BPictures11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she seems to understand simple instructions. and whatever you are saying. she can also give you simple instructions. her favourite is to tarik your fore finger and she will show you what she wants you to do. she seems to be rolling her tongue all the time in her bid to attempt to talk... and it always cracks me up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coz i dun understand what she is saying when she goes "prakchabulaprialumalumbe" wakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but its nice trying to have a decent conversation with her :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if she doesnt like something, she will shook her head so laju. if she feels like telling you, she will go "No!" complete with the fore finger pointing at you! wakakakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yesss my bad. i do that to her all the time. so she is just mimicking what im doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i should stop it, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOBrlaIsPQs/TgxJxZSWcTI/AAAAAAAACP4/qCx_cBrbEN0/s1600/My%2BPictures10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623951147629179186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOBrlaIsPQs/TgxJxZSWcTI/AAAAAAAACP4/qCx_cBrbEN0/s320/My%2BPictures10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her fave past time activity - doodling away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her fave every morning ritual with her Ayah - a splash in her little pool in our bathroom! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clAfqDPThzw/TgxJbz_JMHI/AAAAAAAACPw/Py0Jhlvum24/s1600/19%252816%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623950776839254130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clAfqDPThzw/TgxJbz_JMHI/AAAAAAAACPw/Py0Jhlvum24/s320/19%252816%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her favourite dessert - apart from mangoes and grapes and bananas... is Tutti Frutti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she loves it like anything!!! that is the biggest cup and she could wallop half of it on her own!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kekadang takut tau kot-kot brain freeze! *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she has been trying to talk a storm... but still with very limited vocab. but i guess we are understanding her better now.. and it really helps with how we could best tackle her. her teeth are also almost complete! except for the fangs (u know, the tajam ones right before the gigi geraham)... almost all are out and she has been chomping away her food confidently. makan pun asal nak yg ada texture je skarang. yg bley gigit-gigit. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hjYEgTUlcA/TgxJbtXUG7I/AAAAAAAACPo/q-8ANLElnOA/s1600/19%252813%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623950775061584818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hjYEgTUlcA/TgxJbtXUG7I/AAAAAAAACPo/q-8ANLElnOA/s320/19%252813%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thats her konon-konon carrying a handbag. this was when i switched handbags and she was so excited at trying to carry her own handbag. she has one little one.. but mummy's swingpack seems to be so much more attractive eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she also has been developing other girly traits - for one, she looveessss the kitchen! she cooks with me everytime i cook! i bukak fridge, she is the first to run to it.. coz she wanna a bottle of vitagen or yakult or a pack of milo! she has been keeping my kitchen clean with her skills of wiping the floor and has been a great help at jumbling up my cutleries in my drawer coz she can open it and she is sure to have a spoon or two to play with! i gotta keep the knives separately and at a higher place now. sighhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623952295714926690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogRFY1nQJWA/TgxK0OPUsGI/AAAAAAAACQQ/bD-K_vxG8XY/s320/19%252810%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im gonna end my entry with a picture of Fairykins in a maxi dress!!!! super cute ok!!! (puji anak sendiri!!!) it probably is a dress fitting a 4-yr old or so nicely... but it became a maxi dress with her. tapi sumpah comel gile! macam makcik-makcik! hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so thats it about my little girl so far. at nineteen months. she's gonna be twenty months anyways tomorrow.. i cant wait to see what she would be capable of once she switches month hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok toodles people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-7620552832537103821?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7620552832537103821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=7620552832537103821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7620552832537103821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/7620552832537103821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/19-months.html' title='19 months'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyhcHlAhbKg/TgxJyJgoInI/AAAAAAAACQI/m9YFKeFDStw/s72-c/9teen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5352293768944070889</id><published>2011-06-29T08:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T08:47:34.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Review : X-Men First Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday was Movie Date Night for me and Hubbykins. I bought the tickets and i know the movie has been showing for a good 2 weeks or so, but baru skarang we get the time and i took that opportunity knowing that we will be super busy in July. so i went on GSC and bought the tickets immediately! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We went to Tropicana City Mall, simply because the movie of my choice was only showing at our preferred time there. And it was a good choice indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpdVmF_-jw/TgpwdsK7ZhI/AAAAAAAACPQ/5PAKDlwwEbc/s1600/xmen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623430740100998674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpdVmF_-jw/TgpwdsK7ZhI/AAAAAAAACPQ/5PAKDlwwEbc/s320/xmen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We saw this! We have been following all the X-Men movies and seriously, this is such a great way to show how Magneto and Prof. X began to part ways. Of coz Prof. X finally died (or should i say, vanished) when Phoenix aka Dr. Jean Grey went ballistic! But i love it!!! i loved all the characters except for Angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2gBbw4ykpQ/TgpwdSKSiUI/AAAAAAAACPI/Qg9jEE5fY64/s1600/thumbsup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623430733118998850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2gBbw4ykpQ/TgpwdSKSiUI/AAAAAAAACPI/Qg9jEE5fY64/s320/thumbsup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; My review???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The picture above sums it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now Hubbykins wanna watch Pirates plak. and i am sooooo looking forward to Transformers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5352293768944070889?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5352293768944070889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5352293768944070889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5352293768944070889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5352293768944070889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/review-x-men-first-class.html' title='Review : X-Men First Class'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpdVmF_-jw/TgpwdsK7ZhI/AAAAAAAACPQ/5PAKDlwwEbc/s72-c/xmen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-5899889763810126381</id><published>2011-06-20T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T14:31:45.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Daddy! Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwxP8cRdov8/Tf7oo83g1dI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZEdOL0ZpzvE/s1600/langkawi%2B041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620185175236335058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwxP8cRdov8/Tf7oo83g1dI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZEdOL0ZpzvE/s320/langkawi%2B041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jour de père heureux au roi de nos coeurs - Hubbykins! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mummykins et Fairykins vous aime de tout notre cœur! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que Dieu vous bénisse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and to minimise your time from copying this to Google Translator,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy Father's Day to the King of our hearts - Hubbykins! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummykins and Fairykins loves you with all our heart! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God bless!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-5899889763810126381?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5899889763810126381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=5899889763810126381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5899889763810126381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/5899889763810126381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddy-daddy.html' title='Daddy! Daddy!'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwxP8cRdov8/Tf7oo83g1dI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZEdOL0ZpzvE/s72-c/langkawi%2B041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1210618215808513364</id><published>2011-06-16T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:36:33.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>cath kidston</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u know what i did yesterday? i surfed Cath Kidston's webbie! wakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im not a big fan of english roses design pattern etc... i mean sikit-sikit bley la but not like a whole english-themed room or home thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L387luzH2us/TflpCkURm0I/AAAAAAAACO4/lmerQoh5ZPc/s1600/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618637502950775618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L387luzH2us/TflpCkURm0I/AAAAAAAACO4/lmerQoh5ZPc/s320/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; i went on their webiste and somehow fell in love with their accessories! wakaakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i mean, definitely fun to look at.. but to purchase.. hmm... am not so sure. but fun, nonetheless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618633556043930290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCp7WBSeR38/Tfllc08WmrI/AAAAAAAACOw/whTau9TnSNw/s320/My%2BPictures9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;check out the iPad cover! and blacberry covers! siap ada matching pattern ok! they also have for iTouch but the pattern is not the same. and its the shell cover, not the one like iPad that envelopes the gadget. but still, cute nonetheless! iPad cover going for GBP38 and BB cover at GBP12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but the one that gave me stars and lightbulbs are the sewing kits and accessories! i have been contemplating to actually have a proper sewing kit at home (not that i sew a lot.. but well, its nice to be organised) and these are too cute to resist! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfDRk2bzstg/TfllcXA4GwI/AAAAAAAACOo/Df1NLZdDFaI/s1600/My%2BPictures8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618633548009839362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfDRk2bzstg/TfllcXA4GwI/AAAAAAAACOo/Df1NLZdDFaI/s320/My%2BPictures8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; a little pin box that looks like a book (genius!) - good to store all my pins and buttons and cangkuks even!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a pair of scissors with its home. so cute kan??? and measuring tape in the same design! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a set of 3 tins - perfect to store pins, buttons, zippers, cangkuk etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a travelling sewing kit! i swear it is super cute to bring along whenever u travel! all in one handy mini little thing! in such sweet pattern too! and finally, the sewing box! top right picture! its not exactly to my liking the pattern - so grandma like dat but still, a convenient storage place to store all your sewing items! maybe i can go around and find a convenient box like that.. but looks less grandma-ish wakakaakakaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will be on a lookout for stuff like these verrrryyyy soon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1210618215808513364?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1210618215808513364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1210618215808513364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1210618215808513364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1210618215808513364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/cath-kidston.html' title='cath kidston'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L387luzH2us/TflpCkURm0I/AAAAAAAACO4/lmerQoh5ZPc/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-1123826235172010461</id><published>2011-06-15T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:06:17.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Smashion'/><title type='text'>clutches craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can u imagine.. having about 6 wedding events in the span of 3 weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well.. that is exactly what is going to happen in JULY! i even hafal the whole colour schemes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;july 8: most likely acara bebas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;july 15: dusty purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;july 16 (day): ice blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;july 16 (night): dusty pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;july 23: light green / apple green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;july 24: acara bebas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i got most of the baju sorted out. just need to send two more to the tailor. most mmg i buat kurung moden je coz, well, i dun have the silhoutte to carry a fitted kebaya. i think i have too many baju kurung johor so im going for kurung moden now in the hope that it will make me look slimmer wakakakakakakakaakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyhoo, my choices are mostly plain or those ombre materials. actually, i have two plain and two ombres! wakakakakaka... acara bebas je tak tau what colour but i will prolly wear whatever that is already in my closet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when this happens, automatically my mind will start thinking about matching shoes and bag. and i dun have a lot of bags/ clutches for dinner or formal events like these! i have mostly totes so, i dun think totes are that proper for weddings, especially for the ones at night. so i google-d (and ebay-ed) and tried to find matching cluthces/wristlets/small bags to go with my outfits. i found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some really nice ones! i have to admit most designers do not carry coloured bags, except for coach. coach, despite all the hype about it and being a little bit too common, actually do carry a wide range of colours. tu yang buat i suka kat coach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i went on ebay and there was this store selling off-season kate spade items (brand new, maybe seller bought it at outlets at super cheap prices!) and i fell in love with two of the clutches! i found some nice clutches / wristlets as well from coach! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618236747991414658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsWUaZytdcs/Tff8jjwS94I/AAAAAAAACOg/kg0S8lGgg0w/s320/My%2BPictures7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kate Spade Becca Clutch in black - super gorgeous! its patent leather and the oversized bow is super! i suka sgt! but i already have a small black bag with gemstones, a black oversized clutch and black small handcarry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coach Kristin Op Art Large Wristlet in Turqoise - this item is much sought after by me! to match my ice blue outfit! i think it can go well with my other turqoise and blue outfits as well. but on second thought, maybe i should find one in dark blue or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kate Spade Clutch in SIlver - this has got velvet trimmings so luxurious like that! i like these kate spade signatures of huge bows. so comel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coach Colette Large Wirstlet in Pink - i think this would go well with a lot of my kurungs. i hv one in pink&amp;amp;green, one in pink&amp;amp;grey... then i will hv the dusty pink coming my way.. so mcm best la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coach Sequinned Clutch in Gold - i think dinner wardrobe staples for any woman is a gold clutch and a silver clutch. with matching shoes of coz. it is not likely to go wrong! of coz let the gold and silver be subtle, not crazy bright gold and silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coach Colette shoulder Bag in White - ok, this is the exception. i recently bought a pair of white pants so i am going crazy trying to look for a white bag and matching pair of white wedges! yes, im crazy like that. i have found my white wedges at Vincci (but im yet to buy it. im still contemplating) and i thought this white bag is super! its not a big tote (i had one and it was so hard to care for. summore pebbled leather) and should be just nice to fit my essentials. but of coz, i always contemplate but i almost never buy. its just my nature heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i already have a purple clutch (with mathcing shoes!) so am not too worried. but for the green kurung nanti, i really do not have anything to match that kurung. my shoes are either purple, black or brown or beige. and my dress shoes are only in black wakakaakkkakkaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the nice coloured ones are always too expensive thanks to their designer labels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh well! maybe if my financial means permit me, i can get these desired clutches. not all at once though. just the ones necessary. like the white bag or the pink wristlet. wakakaakkakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-1123826235172010461?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1123826235172010461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=1123826235172010461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1123826235172010461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/1123826235172010461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/clutches-craze.html' title='clutches craze'/><author><name>ME!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870871618980105114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PENTvO_vHcU/SO11z5yUsxI/AAAAAAAAABc/B4rDUb__D1c/S220/nikah11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsWUaZytdcs/Tff8jjwS94I/AAAAAAAACOg/kg0S8lGgg0w/s72-c/My%2BPictures7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600262027397050272.post-2338453119556066881</id><published>2011-06-03T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:33:35.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glorious Food'/><title type='text'>MYDeal - San Francisco Steakhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mydeal.com.my/yahoo/pastdeals"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MYDeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; came up with such a great deal from San Francisco Steakhouse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;51% OFF 3 Course Meal + Free Flow of Soft Drinks @ San Francisco Steakhouse (Suria KLCC /Jaya Square/Tropicana City Mall) for only RM39.90 instead of RM 81.60&lt;br /&gt;Redeemable at either Suria KLCC, Jaya Square, or Tropicana City Mall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The deal was sooooo irresistable that i bought two coupons for myself and Hubbykins! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At Tropicana City Mall! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tuck into a delicious 3 Course Meal:&lt;br /&gt;Starter: Soup of the Day&lt;br /&gt;Choice of a main course: Lamb Rack /Rib Eye Steak /BBQ Apple Ribs ½ /Grilled Cod Fillet&lt;br /&gt;Choice of a dessert: Coit Tower Cookie Sundae /Haagen-Dasz Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;Sip on a free flow of soft drinks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I booked his date for last night... and off we went for our supposedly kinda-romantic dinner! We arrived at close to 930pm and the place was about half full, just nice for us. we of coz took seats at the smoking section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjpgIy4mK-o/TehCczh311I/AAAAAAAACOM/xDcu5B9jjYc/s1600/dinner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613809998153373522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjpgIy4mK-o/TehCczh311I/AAAAAAAACOM/xDcu5B9jjYc/s320/dinner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Soup of The Day was a cross between tomato soup and seafood chowder. The udang smell was pretty strong though and it was not that thick. But, generally, edible. I would have preferred chicken or mushroom soup heheehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34K72uJcBHs/TehB8NbTAHI/AAAAAAAACOE/sHiaUJ331jE/s1600/dinner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613809438169432178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34K72uJcBHs/TehB8NbTAHI/AAAAAAAACOE/sHiaUJ331jE/s320/dinner3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; My main dish : Lamb Cutlets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcC2yvMzIqo/TehB766BUvI/AAAAAAAACN8/Oc4yV-QOvBg/s1600/dinner4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613809433198023410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcC2yvMzIqo/TehB766BUvI/AAAAAAAACN8/Oc4yV-QOvBg/s320/dinner4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Hubbykins' Dish : Rib Eye Steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; thought the portions were just nice, considering the fact that it was a 3-course meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For drinks, we had choices of Coke, Sprite or 100Plus. I had Coke and Hubbykins had Sprite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The main dish came with steamed brocolli, carrots and roasted potatoes. Makan main dish pun dah kenyang. so we waited for a good 10minutes or so before asking for our desserts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dSKHC_9y194/TehB7by1uUI/AAAAAAAACN0/GqrPLJBkvXY/s1600/dinner5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613809424846403906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dSKHC_9y194/TehB7by1uUI/AAAAAAAACN0/GqrPLJBkvXY/s320/dinner5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Haagen Dazs : Vanilla with strawberries and blueberries for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OzGaaCEcdU/TehB7A6cV_I/AAAAAAAACNs/r4I7U-fSqAo/s1600/dinner6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613809417630537714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OzGaaCEcdU/TehB7A6cV_I/AAAAAAAACNs/r4I7U-fSqAo/s320/dinner6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; My Cookie Sundae! YUMPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tapi the cookie should have been chewy rather than keras. Tapi sedap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What's more, San Francisco Steakhouse actually have live performers! There was this singer and a guitar player that sang erm, 90s' songs? The songs choices were not really up-to-date and some of them are not really appropriate, considering it was right opposite the bar! hahahaahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;songs should have been those catchy ones to get these people to shake their heads and move their shoulders :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWSJt8vMsjs/TehB60LaY3I/AAAAAAAACNk/7sPaBQYWGPs/s1600/dinner.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613809414212051826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWSJt8vMsjs/TehB60LaY3I/AAAAAAAACNk/7sPaBQYWGPs/s320/dinner.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I end this entry with a picture of us - thanks to the kind waiter who took our picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The deal was definitely worth it! I get to spend some quality time at a nice restaurant with Hubbykins for a fraction of the normal price! A good bargain, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I look forward to buying more deals like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600262027397050272-2338453119556066881?l=glitterattoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2338453119556066881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5600262027397050272&amp;postID=2338453119556066881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2338453119556066881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600262027397050272/posts/default/2338453119556066881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitterattoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/mydeal-san-franc
