<?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-6861518608828869485</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:38:17.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seize the moments...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8871933385438336211</id><published>2010-06-08T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T02:54:47.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our HOLE-DAY!</title><content type='html'>It has been a freaking mad, mad term! For the first time I can't cope with my work!!! Though I managed to complete and meet all the deadlines, still it's crazy. we were like multi-tasking many things, trying to get things done!! A big WOW to all of us for completing our 'marathon' before the June holiday! Well, It didn't stop there. Another crazy workweek before they give us our June break.   Pretty busy, a very well-planned one to keep us occupied. Here's the agenda: Meetings on Monday, from early morning to almost evening, a supplementary class to conduct on Tues followed by a 2-days workshop,  rehearshals for the arts night the following day and tadaaa~ Friday, the Arts Nite which was held at the Republic Polytechnic. Phew!  Hmm.. I dont think I'm so looking forward for my break now. What can I say.. Darn, It's  a holeeeday. I have a Science paper to set plus a Science coreworksheet to ammend before I leave For Hong Kong.. That's a life of a teacher.. June holiday isn't really a holiday coz school still need our commitment. Oh great! I shall look forward for my December holiday then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-8871933385438336211?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8871933385438336211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8871933385438336211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-hole-day.html' title='our HOLE-DAY!'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4530588989332199933</id><published>2010-05-14T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T03:00:10.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep me sane..</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for June hols. Looking forward everyday, counting the days. Badly need a break from the adrenaline rush. It's a crazy term and I reckon it will be this chaotic for the next two terms. Kudos to all of us! At this point of time, a good company is all that we need to motivate each other and look forward for every new day. Anyway, my Hong Kong trip will be in mid June after  Nursha's wedding on 11 June which i am So much looking forward too- for a new experience, where her akad nikah will be held at the Parliament House. The theme will be 'traditional' which means Everyone was requested to put on their Malay traditional costumes! I got mine all prepared specially for her event early this year! Gonna get the hubby a tall songkok and a new set of  baju kurung with a matching samping. The boys will have the same set too! Hmm.. Looking for tangy orange kurungs and white samping for the boys to match with my white lace top and orange bustier+long skirt. The husband will be in white kurung with a pastel orange samping. Gonna make them look as good as me on thst auspicious day. Nursha!! I can't wait!! Hmmm... Who is getting married now?   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-4530588989332199933?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4530588989332199933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4530588989332199933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/05/keep-me-sane.html' title='keep me sane..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8623513887033786181</id><published>2010-04-11T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:45:08.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SECCOM Family Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S8HfnDs7LzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/jz_WGNKy-aM/s1600/familyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458890085451378482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S8HfnDs7LzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/jz_WGNKy-aM/s400/familyday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was held at Eng Wah Suntec City. This was the 2nd Family Day held at the same place. Good food. Good movie. Both Dany and I enjoyed that Percy Jackson show. Eirfan was a lil bit cranky. Poor the husband has to pacify him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-8623513887033786181?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8623513887033786181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8623513887033786181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/04/seccom-family-day-2010.html' title='SECCOM Family Day 2010'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S8HfnDs7LzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/jz_WGNKy-aM/s72-c/familyday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8013864262702772448</id><published>2010-03-29T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:00:25.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~durian linger~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxoya8cqI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mrOUsMRWdkY/s1600/SANY0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454054463033340578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxoya8cqI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mrOUsMRWdkY/s400/SANY0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7CxoarjfII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JJGz07G_RJw/s1600/SANY0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454054456660556930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7CxoarjfII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JJGz07G_RJw/s400/SANY0701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxn6p13fI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/LH5Y1eXBrQU/s1600/SANY0705-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454054448063438322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxn6p13fI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/LH5Y1eXBrQU/s400/SANY0705-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7CxnZFuF4I/AAAAAAAAA2I/W05Ndz8iHJw/s1600/SANY0704-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454054439053563778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7CxnZFuF4I/AAAAAAAAA2I/W05Ndz8iHJw/s400/SANY0704-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxm7SEcHI/AAAAAAAAA2A/_TFEOnltntQ/s1600/SANY0703-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454054431052296306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxm7SEcHI/AAAAAAAAA2A/_TFEOnltntQ/s400/SANY0703-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu6Q6T1bI/AAAAAAAAA14/7Vnuw0lCJp8/s1600/SANY0702-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454051464740853170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu6Q6T1bI/AAAAAAAAA14/7Vnuw0lCJp8/s400/SANY0702-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu5-YVwuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/t8Kdi3aLHc8/s1600/SANY0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454051459766534882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu5-YVwuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/t8Kdi3aLHc8/s400/SANY0698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu5c43c2I/AAAAAAAAA1o/gOlnMJY2XY4/s1600/SANY0692-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454051450776154978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu5c43c2I/AAAAAAAAA1o/gOlnMJY2XY4/s400/SANY0692-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu5G897NI/AAAAAAAAA1g/-4vJ70_Vxv8/s1600/SANY0690-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454051444887776466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu5G897NI/AAAAAAAAA1g/-4vJ70_Vxv8/s400/SANY0690-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu4gJb6zI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jpMMcwJbgYQ/s1600/SANY0689-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454051434471090994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cu4gJb6zI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jpMMcwJbgYQ/s400/SANY0689-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-8013864262702772448?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8013864262702772448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8013864262702772448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/03/durian-linger.html' title='~durian linger~'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S7Cxoya8cqI/AAAAAAAAA2g/mrOUsMRWdkY/s72-c/SANY0694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-724097893364247467</id><published>2010-03-23T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:29:22.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~high tea~</title><content type='html'>                                                                   Here we are finally catching up with each other. It has been a while since we last met on November last year and I am glad we met up again. Married &amp; commitments, definitely it is not easy to have our girlfriend time anymore. I don't deny I miss those  fun time  we use to have during our solo period with Nad and Kak Pah. Nad now with 3 children, and like me, we are teachers busy all weekdays and fair enough our weekends are solely reserved for family. And sure we can't afford to spare a lil time for others. School holidays are our only option to  steal  time to meet up and have our  me-time . Likelihood, our subsequent meeting will be during the June hols. Hey, but we are likely to meet again once we find a common time to gather at Nad's new home and Suzana's 2nd Chroma Studio Anniversary.                 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-724097893364247467?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/724097893364247467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/724097893364247467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/03/high-tea.html' title='~high tea~'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4508395895818922097</id><published>2010-03-23T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:36:52.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's all these competition about ethnic groups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought issues on social system only exists in ancient Indian communities. Never did I know it exists in our Malay community here too. People critisizing a certain ethnic group, branding them or associating them with some kind of evil spirits thingy, and claiming they are at the peak than the other. I thought all these issues are over but still linger among our people. Or perhaps it applies to minorities only. Minorities who thought they are better than others. I shall not mention names. It is appalling to learn that some people keep this as a practice. What makes you think that you're better than others? Worst still, I really don't know whether I should laugh or be annoyed upon hearing this, people of the same ethnic criticize another claiming they are a level above another. Where are they coming from? It is predictable if they are from the childlike kind of upbringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you're a javanese, boyanese or bugis? Still a Malay right? Why be ashamed of your origin? No matter what you do, even to the extreme of changing your race in your IC, it doesn't change your parentage. It is amusing how people can get carried away by all these ethnicity branding. And it will eventually become 'penyakit keturunan' which I bet already a virus spread from one generation to another now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it is a wake-up call for all of us. We are human, 'insan'. We are born with imperfections and fragility. We make mistakes that explained well that we are only human. We are nothing greater than another, babe.. Wake up your idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-4508395895818922097?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4508395895818922097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4508395895818922097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-all-these-competition-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4983811859833284730</id><published>2010-03-06T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:34:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dressing up, looking great to keep that appeal every day, I love that simply to motivate me to work. Gee.. It brought me back to those dating days with the husband, and it didn't end even after we got married and with 2 boys now. I still look forward to dress up to look my best, strut my stuff. Haha! I love to give him surprises. Initially, he never understand why is there a need for all those collections of accessories, craze for shoes, and heap of clothes in my choking wardrobe. At least now he understands it's my need and it amuses him whenever he discreetly observe how I shop for things. But one thing he still never understands is when I have to throw away my least worn clothes when I cant find something which I really want to wear on that day. That I, myself cant explain but lied to him those clothes hinders my search and taking up that space for too long on the shelves. Truthfully, that is my style of venting my anger and another reason to shop again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I dont dress up to look good for him only but for myself mostly. My dressing is my confidence, determined my mood every day. &lt;em&gt;Dressing down&lt;/em&gt; means &lt;em&gt;gloomy&lt;/em&gt; on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy or Skank?..&lt;br /&gt;If someone steals your look? That's nice. BUT puleaseeeee, babe.. Wear it with glam, not like a skank. There is a BIG difference between looking &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt; and looking like a skank. It falls back to your sense of style &amp;amp; taste obviously. So if you wanna steal someone's look, wear it better than her. That would be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-4983811859833284730?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4983811859833284730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4983811859833284730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/03/dressing-up-looking-great-to-keep-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-92662950713768829</id><published>2010-03-03T00:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T01:26:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OMxPpdhI/AAAAAAAAAyg/4qvwcYjygwI/s1600-h/CD09+229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444093505845163538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OMxPpdhI/AAAAAAAAAyg/4qvwcYjygwI/s400/CD09+229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OMK4u5TI/AAAAAAAAAyY/VgI7db_V-Rc/s1600-h/CD09+225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444093495548503346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OMK4u5TI/AAAAAAAAAyY/VgI7db_V-Rc/s400/CD09+225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OLVFLsCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ybeIAG4pu4U/s1600-h/CD09+220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444093481105207330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OLVFLsCI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ybeIAG4pu4U/s400/CD09+220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OKsD5lqI/AAAAAAAAAyI/-wWd6IDvy8Y/s1600-h/CD09+213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444093470093973154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OKsD5lqI/AAAAAAAAAyI/-wWd6IDvy8Y/s400/CD09+213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KLClR8MI/AAAAAAAAAyA/fAsJOMBMtLI/s1600-h/CD09+184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089078093050050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KLClR8MI/AAAAAAAAAyA/fAsJOMBMtLI/s400/CD09+184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KKV8gaZI/AAAAAAAAAx4/jClwqa9bMfc/s1600-h/CD09+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089066110871954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KKV8gaZI/AAAAAAAAAx4/jClwqa9bMfc/s400/CD09+168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KJY2VN8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/5T5NCGAw9yU/s1600-h/CD09+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089049710409666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KJY2VN8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/5T5NCGAw9yU/s400/CD09+166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KIx6u2-I/AAAAAAAAAxo/EttalLWwfIU/s1600-h/CD09+187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089039259884514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41KIx6u2-I/AAAAAAAAAxo/EttalLWwfIU/s400/CD09+187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BNwwSBSI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AyXSBncOeSA/s1600-h/CD09+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444079229242311970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BNwwSBSI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AyXSBncOeSA/s400/CD09+163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are we now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BNbCeY2I/AAAAAAAAAxY/NY2SAXmbuYg/s1600-h/CD09+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444079223413039970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BNbCeY2I/AAAAAAAAAxY/NY2SAXmbuYg/s400/CD09+161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BNHU-4NI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/pKHQiTjggrc/s1600-h/CD09+162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444079218121957586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BNHU-4NI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/pKHQiTjggrc/s400/CD09+162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BMZrZa1I/AAAAAAAAAxI/DSTc8LPvo0A/s1600-h/CD09+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444079205867940690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41BMZrZa1I/AAAAAAAAAxI/DSTc8LPvo0A/s400/CD09+160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's her birthday. This was on January. He, full of surprises. Finally he is adopting the practice to celebrate 'older by a year' day. Actually, this is his 2nd attempt where the 1st one was last year where we had a private dinner at Gunthers, a surprise I would never forget coz I asked the waiter what is the warm towel for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wasn't nurtured that way, doesn't exist in his family culture as she feels it is wasteful. However, people varies in certain way of doing things. I respect that. And I don't think I have done any damage to him as long as we spend within our means. It is a joy our love ones remember our birthday, isn't it? Rather than, blaming him for not remembering yours when the practice was missing since young. I'm much relieved and delighted he is willing to make a change to suit his family needs. I don't think throwing an inexpensive treat to celebrate an occasion is a waste as long as it has a positive impact to the family such like strengthening the family bond and at the same time nurturing that initiative to remember each other's special day. Though at times it is annoying to be reminded of my current age, which at most time I'm living indenial to how &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt; I'm getting every new year, it is something to look forward too. It is not the lavish spending I'm refering to but it is the fun activities and quality time you spend with your love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are at the Singapore Zoological Garden. After the surprise breakfast with Ah Mengs, we head straight to the park. The kiddos had a fantastic time. And Eirfan began to walk! They love the Kids World. Ya, water party at the zoo. So now, whose birthday is it?&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-92662950713768829?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/92662950713768829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/92662950713768829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/03/hur-older-by-year.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S41OMxPpdhI/AAAAAAAAAyg/4qvwcYjygwI/s72-c/CD09+229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5899679460458924370</id><published>2010-02-28T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:38:16.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since my last entry. Pretty busy with the kiddos, the hubby &amp;amp; not to mention work, which took 70% of my commitment. It's not easy to juggle all these until at one point I'm left with very little time for myself. I'm very so much in love with shopping. It's my passion, every girls' passion. The only thing that can make we, women distracted from our problems is 'shopping'. In fact he knows the only thing to cheer me up on 'not my day' is to simply drive me to town. I'm a big spender especially on shoes, clothing and on other unnecessary things. I love shopping- it's a retail theraphy, everyone knows. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to observe people. Analyse them and be amused by their actions. It is great to stick around with people-those who are with logical thinking, creative, sensible, those with sense of humour or I shall sum up all of those with good traits. I can be pretty choosy when choosing friends, don't mind having a mixture though. No, it's not like what you think I will only be in the circle of friends who carry or wear designer stuffs. They are pretty fine people I don't deny that though can be stuck up and superficial. Still these people are fine. What's more if they are full of themselves. This type shows that they acquire BIG confidence. But hey, BIG confidence with zero knowledge about anything is not good though. I can't definitely stick with this kind especially. I'll rot. Low tolerance to BIG mouth, BIG confidence and BIG head with lil brain. Fake. Harsh-harsh-harsh.. Gee, can't help it. This is my only avenue, where I store all my thoughts, sharings and constructive criticisms, if you take it that way. To those who snooped in to read, if you don't like what you're reading now, settle your own problem at your own pace. Should your readings coincidently coincide the person you are, BINGO! You've exposed yourself! I have no relish for such character, so please go away. Shoo! Seriously, I don't lose anything. Harsh again. It is interesting how People around you can make a great impact on you. I am a victim for losing some gracious in me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5899679460458924370?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5899679460458924370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5899679460458924370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-has-been-long-time-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7908456248660435112</id><published>2010-01-14T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:24:37.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disco Fever (Teacher's Dinner 09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZYMWVCfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/M20_vP6mWOY/s1600/392-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452479677284551154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZYMWVCfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/M20_vP6mWOY/s400/392-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linda. Hasyimah. Mandy. Aryane. Mrs Prakash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZXv6HETI/AAAAAAAAA1I/oSH9KJfEEuE/s1600/388-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452479669650002226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZXv6HETI/AAAAAAAAA1I/oSH9KJfEEuE/s400/388-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The WANDER gals preparing for the concert. A SABOTAGE from colleagues! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZWzNSLcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/zG3YeRxdmho/s1600/381-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452479653355859394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZWzNSLcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/zG3YeRxdmho/s400/381-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXshlTPdI/AAAAAAAAA04/fGI1QfTzywg/s1600/385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452477827558620626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXshlTPdI/AAAAAAAAA04/fGI1QfTzywg/s400/385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ruby. Azah. Kak Fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXsPHwc3I/AAAAAAAAA0w/w3AueU3QdWc/s1600/383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452477822602867570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXsPHwc3I/AAAAAAAAA0w/w3AueU3QdWc/s400/383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toast to all of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXrhsVjaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tkFdK32ozf4/s1600/386-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452477810408263074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXrhsVjaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tkFdK32ozf4/s400/386-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby. Aryane. Azlynna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXrKyS8KI/AAAAAAAAA0g/hC6BNWUcBBQ/s1600/382-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452477804259242146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sXrKyS8KI/AAAAAAAAA0g/hC6BNWUcBBQ/s400/382-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famished! Kak Fit finished everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426542211343659938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zY-HNM6I/AAAAAAAAAwY/ytsYZjDVYP4/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great people. Great mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zYNeoimI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VE8fngbKMe0/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426542198288583266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zYNeoimI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VE8fngbKMe0/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zXHRWj9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/DgQy-W17E48/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426542179442397138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zXHRWj9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/DgQy-W17E48/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zWU5mibI/AAAAAAAAAwA/qfKPb4og_To/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426542165921008050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S07zWU5mibI/AAAAAAAAAwA/qfKPb4og_To/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P2 gerekz peepz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know this is a pretty late entry but all these sweet moments we had, must be framed for remembrance. Held at The Chevron on 22nd Nov 09, with a Retro theme. We had a fantastic time, good laugh, and everything is great except the food, big dissappointment.. Who said teachers dunno how to have fun. Look at Kak Ani, over makcik tu.. khkeheke~ Mother of 3, still crazy and sassy. hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6861518608828869485-7908456248660435112?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7908456248660435112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7908456248660435112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Disco Fever (Teacher&apos;s Dinner 09)'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S6sZYMWVCfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/M20_vP6mWOY/s72-c/392-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-3211470248813457956</id><published>2010-01-08T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T01:13:33.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; "A year older"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKCzadJYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/6vWSAlTwmx8/s1600-h/hisbday-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441485293047588226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKCzadJYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/6vWSAlTwmx8/s400/hisbday-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKDYgeuGI/AAAAAAAAAwo/V_4DC3buHy0/s1600-h/hisbday3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441485303004969058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKDYgeuGI/AAAAAAAAAwo/V_4DC3buHy0/s400/hisbday3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was his birthday and I wanna be as much creative as I can. Hmm.. Konon.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unwell, ate my medicine, so I was pretty drowsy.. Wanna be the first to give him a birthday wish at midnight but I was a minute late. His friends were more pro-active than me this year, ya-lah, thru facebook. Hmm.. He should thank me for creating one for him with the initial purpose to 'spy' on him! Wahaha! No-lah, I want him to expand his network. Ok, I lie. Khekhe~ Both of us have access to each other FB. Nothing to hide~ Boo! Alright, don't lose track, now back to story. His friends sent him advance birthday wishes thru FB. I was awakened by the beeping from his mobile phone; I knew the SMSes were from his best buddies but I was still persistent, wanna be the first to wish him. Instantly, I sprang up from my bed and urged him to come near me (ya, didn't wanna him to read his sms yet coz I was very eager to be the first to wish him, remember that motive?), pecked him on his cheeks and it went like this: "Happy Birthday! Am I the first to wish you?!"&lt;br /&gt;Lame. Whahhaha~ I have always been the first to wish him and didn't wanna tarnish that record. (What nonsense, kan.. Haha!) But to my dismay, Auntie Alfa was the first to wish him thru FB a day b4, followed by others. Menyesal pulak create him that FB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't end there of course. I never give up. The next sneaky plan, sent him a birthday treat sms. He has to be seated by 6.30pm, BirthdaycumFamily Dinner @ Oosh. No, we didn't wait him at the restaurant but we went together. Haha! Tricky! And we were late, reached there at about 8.30pm. To sum up, I did give him a real surprise bday bash, accompanied with our noisy boys. Uhuh, we were transfered to a private room from a cosy dining area, Y? Our boys had their jamming session using the knives and spoons, with my lil' rugby boy as the backup singer. It didn't stop even when we were in the private room, I'm sure the other diners can hear Dany, the lead singer on that night, singing along his ABC song with great expression, told him to stop but he sang LOUDERRR! Wahhh! My heart sank and the hubby said this: "Ok, lesson to learn, next time dinner for two only coz the kiddos are not ready for this proper dining." Thus, not be too ambitous we settled with 4-course dinner only. Thanks to our superboys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I'm not done yet, another surprise and this time with his buddies @Ben&amp;amp;Jerry. Got his best buddies together and it was time for the birthday cake cutting session to end the day. It was so fun! I like but I forgot to ask if the Bday Boy himself had a great bash.. Not important, kan.. Khkehkehke! So that's his 2010 Bday Bash at Demsey Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKEYPTejI/AAAAAAAAAw4/_vyUAwjX3SE/s1600-h/hisbday6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441485320112798258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKEYPTejI/AAAAAAAAAw4/_vyUAwjX3SE/s400/hisbday6-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKDvYYn0I/AAAAAAAAAww/boYiPalWfsY/s1600-h/hisbday4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441485309145030466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKDvYYn0I/AAAAAAAAAww/boYiPalWfsY/s400/hisbday4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family pics taken @Ben&amp;amp;Jerry Demsey Hill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKExp6v0I/AAAAAAAAAxA/3-N00JazAfU/s1600-h/hisbday5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441485326935310146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKExp6v0I/AAAAAAAAAxA/3-N00JazAfU/s400/hisbday5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people for turning up and a zillion thanks to Yati &amp;amp; Zaki for the 'older by a year' cake!&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate it so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/6861518608828869485-3211470248813457956?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3211470248813457956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3211470248813457956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-his-birthday-and-i-wanna-be-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/S4QKCzadJYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/6vWSAlTwmx8/s72-c/hisbday-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-2173938905787996129</id><published>2009-12-16T19:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:21:58.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is never colourful without these people. Just enjoy their cheap rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I refering to? What am I rambling about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bitter earthlings or &lt;em&gt;hamster&lt;/em&gt; I called them. &lt;em&gt;A good friend of mine will definitely put on that cheeky smile&lt;/em&gt;. Gee.. They won't stop snooping into other's life, critisizing other's abilities and feeling resentment because of another's success. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jealous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Miserable and lonely housewives, particularly bitter people, didn't get enough in their life, or I shall say, &lt;em&gt;never thankful &lt;/em&gt;with what they have at present. Jealous of others' happiness. Therefore, to butter their agony, invest in these gossiping business. Cheap. Definitely if I owned a gossip parlour, I'll make big money out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scamper. That's what hamster do. From one place to another sourcing for potential victims.&lt;br /&gt;They have their children, haven't they? Not shame ar if your child turn up to be a dissappointment? What goes up come down, you know. Karma. Wait.. She had her karma before. Hmm.. Let me recall.. Lumpy, cancerous cells somewhere there? Removed that part, aye? Still never learnt a lesson? Still prefers the routine inexpensive job? Cheap.. Cheap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very typical aunties-a'sohs kind. Really. They compare anothers' children to theirs; feeling their children are more successful than others but in reality, so-so. What successful? Neither a graduate nor a doctor, or anything like that. No shame ar?.. Boasts around, quoting your child as a role model. Strongly, I feel pity for the child. Haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother, would you encourage your child to clubs?&lt;br /&gt;Funny how some mothers did, or I should say some mothers who wanna &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;highlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to others how MODERN mothers they are and why another mother should envy them. Honestly, I do club occasionally but I would never openly tell my children, "Darlings, you should club to expand your contacts, get yourselves exposed to the 'world'." OR advise another party, "Eh, you should allow your children to clubs. Let them have a feel of these when they are still young so they won't crave for it later." I simply find this inappropriate. As a matter of fact, maybe 'yes' or maybe 'no', our children will try nightlife one day. Facets of life, we went through our phases and I strongly would like to highlight here that my parents had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; encourage or introduce me to clubs. We socialise and we explore just to learn about these places through friends or readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there's no harm sharing with your children what it is like in clubs, but to a certain extend you're sure that you're not harming your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I quote, &lt;em&gt;Life is never colourful without these people&lt;/em&gt;. Enjoy the free rides! That's it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-2173938905787996129?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2173938905787996129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2173938905787996129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-never-colourful-without-these.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5389431913387937781</id><published>2009-08-13T16:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:31:35.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers' Love</title><content type='html'>"Time flies,"everyone says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is frightening sometimes to look in the mirror and see the evidence of that. So often, we don't take a moment to say what's in our hearts, and then, when it's too late, we wish we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, there was so much I couldn't understand. Like how hard my mother worked and how much she has sacrificed for the family just to provide stability within our family. There were dreams she had to put on hold and dreams that never came true. Gee.. She must have felt frustrated sometimes, no doubt, and at times even full of despair but we didn't know. Yet she never gave less than her best to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't have an exciting career or beautiful clothes. She never travelled the world or drove a fancy car. Every day, she looked after us, worried about us, fed us, and loved us, without expecting anything in return, and finally we become the person we are now. I never forget where I came from, my origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard someone proudly whispered to me, "My mum breastfed me until I was 7 yrs old". It's a kinda WOW thing for me. A mother's sacrifice, not every mothers will give that strenuous effort especially, a working mother like me. Sure, it's sad and apprehensive to hear your child disrespect you after all those you've given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mum, stay away from my business, this doesn't concern you! Please go away!" Obviously, this comes from an insolent, unthankful spoilt brat, someone who thinks neither yesterday nor tomorrow. Sounds so familiar? You know yourselves better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts..&lt;br /&gt;Human bound to have conflicts with anyone. Nevertheless, you simply have to be smart to unravel the misapprehension, especially when its between you and your maternal mother. Stop, turn and look back, make self-inquiry &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where you come from&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;before you choose to be boldly rude, spits morally filthy words to the elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother now. I feel for another mother. And that is the reason I often and never failed to stand by my mother, at all time, no matter what happens, we always be there for one another. We treasure that special bond we had together. You can never buy Mothers' love, more than words can be expressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5389431913387937781?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5389431913387937781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5389431913387937781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/08/mothers-love.html' title='Mothers&apos; Love'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-9071849853179262554</id><published>2009-05-23T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:00:31.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001841479971826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx4ziR8_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/kewLvdNKrjE/s400/SANY0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; .while waiting for their mummy and daddy to get ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx4IrX9JI/AAAAAAAAAvY/qc21wk2cqOw/s1600-h/SANY0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001829975389330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx4IrX9JI/AAAAAAAAAvY/qc21wk2cqOw/s400/SANY0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.so engrossed watching their favourite programme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001846050073746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx5Ej4LJI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ZTtLWkUKstY/s400/SANY0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.what else if not Hi5.they simply never get bored watching it over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001852020166242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx5azQjmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/bbgwrBbqXFU/s400/SANY0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.the never stop droolling boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001856536387090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx5roAnhI/AAAAAAAAAv4/gDHhL0MvE9c/s400/SANY0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;.he makes music with those things in his hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeJFPSz7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/s8DwOCqRXG0/s1600-h/SANY0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980130877525938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeJFPSz7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/s8DwOCqRXG0/s400/SANY0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.look at these hungry people.diggin in without us.chett!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeI1yzZqI/AAAAAAAAAuA/hjoMi0SmyD8/s1600-h/SANY0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980126731495074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeI1yzZqI/AAAAAAAAAuA/hjoMi0SmyD8/s400/SANY0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.tantalizing.simply delicious food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeIoiyo3I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Rj5GP7clh44/s1600-h/SANY0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980123174675314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeIoiyo3I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Rj5GP7clh44/s400/SANY0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.it was a very still and humid nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeIbCIwcI/AAAAAAAAAtw/AkWc2vcTyzo/s1600-h/SANY0191-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980119548051906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeIbCIwcI/AAAAAAAAAtw/AkWc2vcTyzo/s400/SANY0191-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.eirfan drooling away. too bad he can't enjoy those food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeICDysqI/AAAAAAAAAto/QQeFPXUg87A/s1600-h/SANY0193-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338980112844108450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfeICDysqI/AAAAAAAAAto/QQeFPXUg87A/s400/SANY0193-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.3 guys and De Lady. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSfyuGIbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hbXuA-iqBX8/s1600-h/SANY0195-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338967326903902642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSfyuGIbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hbXuA-iqBX8/s400/SANY0195-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.he's feeling uncomfortable.time to go off, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSfrtA_mI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4YB4FcNVIl0/s1600-h/SANY0196-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338967325020323426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSfrtA_mI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4YB4FcNVIl0/s400/SANY0196-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.2 Roses and a not so sharp Thorn.wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSfK93jZI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NYzl0zSzal8/s1600-h/SANY0197-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338967316232637842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSfK93jZI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NYzl0zSzal8/s400/SANY0197-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the dudes and lil tarzan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSe3KGn9I/AAAAAAAAAtI/yBZVWS75wzQ/s1600-h/SANY0198-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338967310915248082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSe3KGn9I/AAAAAAAAAtI/yBZVWS75wzQ/s400/SANY0198-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.and the fine ladies with my lil machobaby.wink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSe4My4sI/AAAAAAAAAtA/m1b9cHZ7J_I/s1600-h/SANY0199-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338967311194972866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfSe4My4sI/AAAAAAAAAtA/m1b9cHZ7J_I/s400/SANY0199-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the norm guys.boringGg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Location: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lau Pa Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met again. Met for dinner, seafood nothing new and Ben &amp;amp; Jerry for the cool dessert on the warm, humid and still nite. This was a month ago, if I'm not wrong.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I have my ME-TIME today, moi kiddos are at in-laws place, so here I am taking this precious opportunity to update as much as time permits me. Pretty irritated with the internet mobile connection, slow and taking ages to upload the pixies. I just hope it would not dissappoint me like the previous time where I've tagged loads of pixies, glitches somewhere which led to failure in loading and Dadaammmnn.. All efforts went to a waste! Grrrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6861518608828869485-9071849853179262554?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/9071849853179262554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/9071849853179262554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Shfx4ziR8_I/AAAAAAAAAvg/kewLvdNKrjE/s72-c/SANY0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5527559104464613922</id><published>2009-05-23T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:39:50.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfshW4w2HI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/49cC6qSQH74/s1600-h/SANY0204-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338995941094512754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfshW4w2HI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/49cC6qSQH74/s400/SANY0204-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfshJG597I/AAAAAAAAAvI/HOFiGzb-qzg/s1600-h/SANY0203-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338995937395734450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfshJG597I/AAAAAAAAAvI/HOFiGzb-qzg/s400/SANY0203-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .cute, arent they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfsgwanSzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bM_31UGIl2w/s1600-h/SANY0205-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338995930767510322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfsgwanSzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bM_31UGIl2w/s400/SANY0205-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my machoboy with his pinky lolipop.tat's cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfsgqwlQlI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_R0cQUDsZt8/s1600-h/SANY0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338995929249038930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfsgqwlQlI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_R0cQUDsZt8/s400/SANY0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the 3 stooges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqRxHSZNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/z7d497wN-68/s1600-h/SANY0212-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338993474233590994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqRxHSZNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/z7d497wN-68/s400/SANY0212-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqRqEYd0I/AAAAAAAAAuo/rmxdtzbH6EM/s1600-h/SANY0213-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338993472342357826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqRqEYd0I/AAAAAAAAAuo/rmxdtzbH6EM/s400/SANY0213-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .lovely couple.she has a cheeky honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqROPPBiI/AAAAAAAAAug/9CcfQ2G-YmI/s1600-h/SANY0220-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338993464871683618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqROPPBiI/AAAAAAAAAug/9CcfQ2G-YmI/s400/SANY0220-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.they are gr3at friends.hugging &amp;amp; playing together.must show them all the many pixies they took together.I wonder if they can be like this when they grow up one day.hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqQ-kgm-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ejsAXmwpZf8/s1600-h/SANY0221-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338993460665949154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqQ-kgm-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ejsAXmwpZf8/s400/SANY0221-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Uohh! I'm soo in lurve with this annoying dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqQRyJlWI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ImnImVz_QTw/s1600-h/SANY0222-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338993448643564898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfqQRyJlWI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/ImnImVz_QTw/s400/SANY0222-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.he made me preggy again!! it's like barely 7 months after my 2nd delivery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so we're aiming for a New Year baby.hehe~if the timing rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Location: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry, Demsey Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5527559104464613922?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5527559104464613922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5527559104464613922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/ShfshW4w2HI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/49cC6qSQH74/s72-c/SANY0204-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7912948965743044266</id><published>2009-05-02T08:40:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:32:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I procrastinated and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!.. Here are some overdued pixies taken during our short-getaway family trip with my family and his to wherelse, Kuala Lumpur.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Location: Crown Regency, KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Duration: 13 March 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331028511817582770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfueL75dyLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/S5-cID2qjaE/s400/KL+003-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.3-mth old Eirfan with his new haircut courtesy of his Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Pretty neat, not bad isn't it? He looks chubbier.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331028513291857938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfueMBY9cBI/AAAAAAAAArI/xnzET6trrJU/s400/KL+001-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;.he's learning to flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331029626011039954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfufMyl4uNI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kBU1YFSwKYE/s400/KL+005-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I dun think hhe's ready to sit yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331028512824746018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfueL_pl4CI/AAAAAAAAArA/GBcsYO4pSKA/s400/KL+002-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331028501742357218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfueLWXWCuI/AAAAAAAAAqo/JCmI7wUetqw/s400/KL+004-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Eirfan with his petite cuzzie Indra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331029638459548706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfufNg915CI/AAAAAAAAAro/xHqm0sICtq0/s400/KL+009-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's jump 'n' hop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331029635123832402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfufNUii5lI/AAAAAAAAArg/9kzv2yBERGw/s400/KL+008-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.the BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331029631803015394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfufNIKzQOI/AAAAAAAAArY/5p0ca0sv1Hw/s400/KL+007-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Indra.Eirfan.Farizil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331026834499781874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfucqTZvRPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Va7JrR39cf8/s400/KL+014-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the little wrestler trying hard to climb up his dad..&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if he succeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331026831981618978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfucqKBXJyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Mf9XPyUb8C0/s400/KL+012-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WON'T GIVE U&lt;/em&gt;P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331026825070024690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfucpwRgl_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9ZXff7Id4s4/s400/KL+013-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YEAH&lt;/em&gt;!! &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MADE IT&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Location: Chilli's, KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331024705540696994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuauYaVq6I/AAAAAAAAApg/MXE-eKX--cg/s400/KL+020-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331025611569053106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfubjHoVPbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/E1qdD-cgApU/s400/KL+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.Dany's food came 1st. Kiddos eat for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331024711550595170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuauuzNcGI/AAAAAAAAApo/6l2cPF7Xmbo/s400/KL+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.he's enjoying his steak. Hmm.. not as juicy, tender and succulent as before..&lt;br /&gt;change cook, 'kot'.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Location: Coffee Bean, Crown Regency&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331024717844774642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuavGP2_vI/AAAAAAAAAp4/sae87pfodSQ/s400/KL+024-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Dany.Farizil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054526672479442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfu12MyNJNI/AAAAAAAAArw/hg0Qu_O0Xio/s400/KL+030-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfuau2N5GYI/AAAAAAAAApw/h6o4bFS5u1s/s1600-h/KL+023-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331024713541556610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfuau2N5GYI/AAAAAAAAApw/h6o4bFS5u1s/s400/KL+023-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Farizil, he's car freak, showing off his new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054531221285218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfu12duuaWI/AAAAAAAAAr4/2mkW6xIBI6w/s400/KL+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331024724216820834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfuavd_EtGI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Jfhs3XgA3os/s400/KL+028-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331021854045567138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuYIZw6-KI/AAAAAAAAAow/TxJG4IRHly0/s400/DSC00423-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331021852682057058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuYIUr1dWI/AAAAAAAAAo4/v8kHgeFEJ58/s400/DSC00425-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.we're waiting for these two active boys to get sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054536789884114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfu12yeYfNI/AAAAAAAAAsI/t0l-G_53Fsw/s400/KL+036-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054534135616386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfu12oljk4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/X5Nu-QxanvQ/s400/KL+035-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054544545099778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sfu13PXXsAI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/d8biKhPJRpc/s400/KL+037-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;.the BOYS club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Location: Hard Rock Cafe, KL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331023677999064418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuZykhUpWI/AAAAAAAAApY/h2tmL-3prjo/s400/hrc11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we didn't go anywhere since this is the nearest club around that vicinity and since we love Live Bands.. they played pretty well but too bad, HRC KL lost their crowds to other new hip clubs multiplying in KL i reckon.. Zouk and The Loft, Upstairs especially.. It was full-house when I went there a yr ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331023679948100882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuZyryAlRI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wwBXUtjfyC0/s400/hrc9-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331023674607455138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuZyX4sy6I/AAAAAAAAApI/QF31AFWosUY/s400/hrc6-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331023670001934498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfuZyGuqIKI/AAAAAAAAApA/D1mqT0HoMRw/s400/hrc5-1.JPG" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;/div&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/6861518608828869485-7912948965743044266?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7912948965743044266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7912948965743044266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-procrastinated-and-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfueL75dyLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/S5-cID2qjaE/s72-c/KL+003-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5310283535396948264</id><published>2009-05-02T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:04:45.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331066054476589602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfvAVNM4aiI/AAAAAAAAAsY/PjiU7omEoq4/s400/KL+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; wOoooowOoooo.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331066055862960386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfvAVSXawQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/x-nc5UR5xTw/s400/KL+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.. not a ghost.. just little Eirfan with his atok..&lt;br /&gt;We're heading home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331066067196120210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfvAV8ldDJI/AAAAAAAAAs4/h07m7JFwU7g/s400/KL+044-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;young cheeky,mentel cuzzie Fatin with me when we went for a stop @Pagoh? I think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331066063035892386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfvAVtFlAqI/AAAAAAAAAso/mjC0EIxNQzE/s400/KL+042-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing next to his 1st car, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mazda 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331066065329859618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfvAV1ogLCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/NxRFnkXxuTE/s400/KL+043-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer Mazda 3 to Honda Stream.. What to do.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We need more space for the kids and family members..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5310283535396948264?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5310283535396948264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5310283535396948264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/05/wooooowooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfvAVNM4aiI/AAAAAAAAAsY/PjiU7omEoq4/s72-c/KL+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1092225936916443801</id><published>2009-04-26T13:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:31:41.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328879777747456882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfP77JtmU3I/AAAAAAAAAng/Q_PVidgUZew/s400/P1010005-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SaSsy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did her tang again.. Scroll down and read on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890850192317394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_pyK29I/AAAAAAAAAoo/7xG8ZBkafWA/s400/Top-profile-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.left side profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_qnxXkI/AAAAAAAAAog/X7Y4JRlFQIw/s1600-h/Side-profile-6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890850417139266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_qnxXkI/AAAAAAAAAog/X7Y4JRlFQIw/s400/Side-profile-6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. right side profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_R0KnrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/p1JSlS1G8kY/s1600-h/Side-profile-5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890843758239410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_R0KnrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/p1JSlS1G8kY/s400/Side-profile-5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .mess hur hair up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_Zr4MKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/I-LewUQ2Jbg/s1600-h/Side-profile-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890845870960802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_Zr4MKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/I-LewUQ2Jbg/s400/Side-profile-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_Jf99NI/AAAAAAAAAoI/S_Ke37IcHxo/s1600-h/See-my-red-streaks-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328890841526039762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQF_Jf99NI/AAAAAAAAAoI/S_Ke37IcHxo/s400/See-my-red-streaks-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .the 'wow' red streak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still figurin' out how shes gonna wear it to work.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you ask for it, yane.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExp72HQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/c_3yhLOeV0s/s1600-h/Red-streaks-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889510203104514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExp72HQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/c_3yhLOeV0s/s400/Red-streaks-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExpp0pYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/pwtafepRxc8/s1600-h/Front-side-profile-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889510127510914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExpp0pYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/pwtafepRxc8/s400/Front-side-profile-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExop_R5I/AAAAAAAAAnw/Qe28UyWMSUo/s1600-h/Front-profile-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889509859772306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExop_R5I/AAAAAAAAAnw/Qe28UyWMSUo/s400/Front-profile-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .tadaaaaa!! I'm ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExWLugWI/AAAAAAAAAno/vgBLAKC1DLw/s1600-h/Front-profile-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328889504901005666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfQExWLugWI/AAAAAAAAAno/vgBLAKC1DLw/s400/Front-profile-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .contented.delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup, Suzanna did her thing again.. &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;Hairstylist: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suzanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair Studio: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chroma Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: &lt;strong&gt;MIDPOINT Orchard Road, #04-08&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://suzanachromastudio.multiply.com/"&gt;http://suzanachromastudio.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6733 5034&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1092225936916443801?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1092225936916443801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1092225936916443801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/04/fresh-look.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SfP77JtmU3I/AAAAAAAAAng/Q_PVidgUZew/s72-c/P1010005-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-3300420806603232492</id><published>2009-03-11T01:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:33:07.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbaoP24cv9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/ZjJYM1H2kTo/s1600-h/ben%26jerry+016-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311617800913862610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbaoP24cv9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/ZjJYM1H2kTo/s320/ben%26jerry+016-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbaoPnIcL6I/AAAAAAAAAjw/KjpN0OaZdk0/s1600-h/ben%26jerry+015-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311617796685967266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbaoPnIcL6I/AAAAAAAAAjw/KjpN0OaZdk0/s320/ben%26jerry+015-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a mad mongkee meet another mad mongkii.. This is what expected to happen.. Mongkeying around witnessed by little Umairah.. Look at her expression..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311615436324877218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbamGOGgM6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/KG2GJ6hnpoM/s400/2562_1108427267049_1117836609_366424_3902104_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; @ Demsey HilL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARRING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311616385559394066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sbam9eRpdxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/N90mPd48_jg/s400/ben%26jerry+014-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pejal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311615425328985202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbamFlI4NHI/AAAAAAAAAiw/mc_DBJZ5D_0/s400/2562_1108429427103_1117836609_366437_4197427_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;zac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;umairah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbalmAlrsAI/AAAAAAAAAio/MyDZ1Rn4T5E/s1600-h/ben%26jerry+013-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614882941743106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbalmAlrsAI/AAAAAAAAAio/MyDZ1Rn4T5E/s400/ben%26jerry+013-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;eirfan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;susanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aryane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311621366368177858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbarfZPADsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/icusUwAjM2g/s320/2562_1108434787237_1117836609_366468_994906_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not forgetting .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sballh1n1sI/AAAAAAAAAig/wXm8EuzJV9U/s1600-h/2562_1108430947141_1117836609_366455_6978164_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614874687100610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sballh1n1sI/AAAAAAAAAig/wXm8EuzJV9U/s400/2562_1108430947141_1117836609_366455_6978164_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in action: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ladies with tha babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SballdpPHxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8dAr21OT9_Q/s1600-h/2562_1108429387102_1117836609_366436_8316541_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614873561407250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SballdpPHxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8dAr21OT9_Q/s400/2562_1108429387102_1117836609_366436_8316541_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614868706408258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SballLjtt0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jSnXBKHBSy0/s400/2562_1108429347101_1117836609_366435_5990958_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenting: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;susanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who just joined in the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SballGVZQEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zbTfAK0c_6w/s1600-h/2562_1108429267099_1117836609_366433_606600_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614867304169538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SballGVZQEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zbTfAK0c_6w/s400/2562_1108429267099_1117836609_366433_606600_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sbakz9blHuI/AAAAAAAAAiA/987rV_JS1ws/s1600-h/2562_1108431027143_1117836609_366457_5833453_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614023100604130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sbakz9blHuI/AAAAAAAAAiA/987rV_JS1ws/s400/2562_1108431027143_1117836609_366457_5833453_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trios: the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;chimpanzee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ameng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sbakz1rjRLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Sxne0o_mKR8/s1600-h/2562_1108430907140_1117836609_366454_5052671_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614021020107954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Sbakz1rjRLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Sxne0o_mKR8/s400/2562_1108430907140_1117836609_366454_5052671_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mongkeying around with the human babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbakzhfAS0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/LZ9ZLjt4tVM/s1600-h/2562_1108430867139_1117836609_366453_736466_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614015598775106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbakzhfAS0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/LZ9ZLjt4tVM/s400/2562_1108430867139_1117836609_366453_736466_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbakzdZjy_I/AAAAAAAAAho/SSWVEOyrgZc/s1600-h/2562_1108429307100_1117836609_366434_3516189_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614014502194162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbakzdZjy_I/AAAAAAAAAho/SSWVEOyrgZc/s400/2562_1108429307100_1117836609_366434_3516189_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're famished after the mongkey biz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbakzEQjFSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/YnYUPPcTvew/s1600-h/2562_1108434827238_1117836609_366469_2630628_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311614007753512226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbakzEQjFSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/YnYUPPcTvew/s400/2562_1108434827238_1117836609_366469_2630628_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BACK IN ACTION&lt;br /&gt;the cheeky mongkeys again&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;sloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;chimp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CONTINUED&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look out for the next season..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&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/6861518608828869485-3300420806603232492?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3300420806603232492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3300420806603232492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-mad-mongkee-meet-another-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbaoP24cv9I/AAAAAAAAAj4/ZjJYM1H2kTo/s72-c/ben%26jerry+016-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1845790135570049695</id><published>2009-03-03T03:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:48:13.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRICTLY, JUST SHARING</title><content type='html'>Yep,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRICTLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;sharing&lt;/span&gt; here and not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;bossing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around about my child is able to read as early as 2 yrs old. I would like to share as much as possible any effective tool to help young children to learn, some may take it negative that's normal, tha &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitching click&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while some may take it positively, thank you. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thus this reading will be useful for those &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enthusiastic parents or parents-to-be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who are always &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excited to witness a new world opening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up for their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309783614061767234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAkEIZXakI/AAAAAAAAAfo/SzjtcmYTyqo/s400/P1010194-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are they watching? Its their routine, after breakfast and shower, time to tune in to Your Baby Can Read dvd before the Hi5 programme starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309783646420638754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAkGA8UnCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/l0ds4RdJTWE/s400/P1010205-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was one segment showing a baby was combing her hair and so does Dany. He quickly ran to the coffee table, hopped onto it and started to comb his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309787817089155138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAn4x5LwEI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vvbAdLQl-tc/s400/P1010206-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too engrossed with the programme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309783638319866258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAkFiw8oZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/L5QXT65o5J4/s400/P1010204-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eirfan was pretty engrossed too and glued to his seat... only for a while... at least for one programme.. Unlike Dany, doesnt mind repeating the show for several times and watch it like as if its a new programme. Still experimenting and trying to understand Eirfan's learning style. Its interesting to learn their learning styles varies from one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309783634449792082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAkFUWP_FI/AAAAAAAAAf4/YcE-b_fGyoA/s400/P1010213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some segments in the programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309783628498754162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAkE-LaWnI/AAAAAAAAAfw/4Krxxqm9NyQ/s400/P1010203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A useful tool to get your child to read at a very early age. Its a fun thing to do. Learn as they play, stimulating their brain development and enable your child to recognise words instead of learning phonics, a traditional way to get them to learn to read. Once your child has word recognition skill, they are able to read faster rather than getting them to blend the words which take a longer time to pronounce and thus they took slower time to digest and comprehend a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309796870376575538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAwHwBG0jI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dlS4e4WTS8Y/s400/P1010220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With sing-along songs to entertain children. Kids love to sing so does Dany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309796864271651330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAwHZRlEgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/lwfqqSGKQEo/s400/P1010221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the Twinkle twinkle Little Star song. We always sing it to Dany when he was a newborn showing him the actions and until now he still remembers. At 6 mths old hes able to show some actions like making a diamond using his fingers and do that incy wincy spider action. I sing to him everyday when showering him, changing his diaper or at any time that I can catch up with him. Honestly, I forgot all the lyrics to most of the nursery ryhmes. What's internet for, rite?.. hehe~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 8 mths old, hes able to sing along but not with clear pronunciation and gradually till hes 2 yrs old, his pronunciation got better. Its fun to see this kind of progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309796857263829874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAwG_KyM3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/zZKQKhW7wHY/s400/P1010212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A word play segment getting your child to identify the words they asked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309796877453729314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAwIKYbniI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jTfNM1y-vY0/s400/P1010218-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, the cranky boy starts to cry for help.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heellp! I'm tired already!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309796880851955506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAwIXCobzI/AAAAAAAAAg4/UUtUyzKr1EQ/s400/P1010225-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The moment I carried him, he was already in his dreamland.. Haizzz... Eirfan, eirfan.. Oklah, catch up with your beauty sleep..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309803244112243906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbA16wCG7MI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/eQwp1RRmRQ0/s400/P1010229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But not Dany, he is still entertained, singing and dancing along with Head, and Shoulder, Knees and Toes song..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309803252264510514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbA17OZwpDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/j_LCoRtXhQI/s400/P1010232-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has watched this programme a zillion time, all the 5 volumes.. Hes not bored at all.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1845790135570049695?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1845790135570049695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1845790135570049695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/strictly-just-sharing.html' title='STRICTLY, JUST SHARING'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAkEIZXakI/AAAAAAAAAfo/SzjtcmYTyqo/s72-c/P1010194-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8532125873409089103</id><published>2009-03-01T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T03:08:10.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another malas day. Mum's not cooking on weekends.. Blurrrrpp... Mum's not cooking most of the days. haha~ Nolah, our everyday practice-Cook at least one meal a day and dine out after that. Most of the time we skip breakfast, only the boys will have theirs..&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;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770978567976482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAYkpg49iI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uNbotyv5zNw/s400/P1010166-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here the Mummy ready to go. Still deciding where to have dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770973977417762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAYkYaamCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/tWXpA2E43Wk/s400/P1010165-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm.. They still got the time to play around.. As usual Dany wif his lollipop stuck in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770965950681954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAYj6gsU2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/EHSiZOxXNnY/s400/P1010164-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Daddy, still a lil boy in him, showing Dany some taekwondo stances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770962622586914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAYjuHNoCI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/w2GilzwqPso/s400/P1010163-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Simply cant be bothered who is behind them.. These are my two boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770986119430722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAYlFpTAkI/AAAAAAAAAew/hTiFq7kOEIs/s400/P1010167-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And not forgetting another lil boy, the sleepyhead.. So full already and time to doze off.. Ssshhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309775938613747090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAdFXH9HZI/AAAAAAAAAe4/J8pB6gQb98I/s400/P1010168-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So we have decided. Settled at Long John Silver and here is Dany boy still with his lollipop in his mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777014458938594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAeD-9b9OI/AAAAAAAAAfA/i8jPRT_H8qI/s400/P1010169-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting cranky after a long wait for his food to arrive. Darn, its always a long 'Q' here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777017507975074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAeEKUYj6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/4TYVPNIqPHc/s400/P1010174-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So as to keep him from making so much noise, offered him my camera.. Not a good idea, of course! See what I mean.. He snaps a pic of anyone, anything in that fast food restaurant. Luckily, that middle-aged man was not mad at him. Dany took a snap of him just nice when his mouth is opened wide. I cant help giggling, not trying to be rude but promised him I will delete the pic and so I did and apologised. Whispered to Dany, "Dont do tat again, just take my picture will do, okay.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777023646392242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAeEhL5X7I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/G6mUCWPRpgg/s400/P1010176-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And luckily, his daddy's hp starts to beep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777031908250978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAeE_9rVWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Pzn2O1vIULs/s400/P1010177-1.JPG" border="0" /&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;p&gt;A phone call from the nenek.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777032061384242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAeFAiL9jI/AAAAAAAAAfg/cBwO9qu8YEU/s400/P1010178-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, the food came. Look at him gobbling up the chips..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-8532125873409089103?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8532125873409089103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8532125873409089103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-malas-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SbAYkpg49iI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uNbotyv5zNw/s72-c/P1010166-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7621049722567036032</id><published>2009-02-25T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:11:32.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to short bob again but this time with a different graduate. I like the volume it creates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzana @ work.. Look at her touch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQjsTapzxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/6TDiXOSyeeY/s1600-h/chroma+studio+011-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306405504982568722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQjsTapzxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/6TDiXOSyeeY/s400/chroma+studio+011-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306405498061075122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQjr5ocMrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eajdS87vBsw/s400/chroma+studio+010-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306405507056898242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQjsbJNkMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/JHQaq2uQfPc/s400/chroma+studio+012-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my hardworking cameraman, who else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306409222012035410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQnEqbiYVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Chfhc_Ck0bQ/s400/chroma+studio+032-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306409215053498002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQnEQgfhpI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Ie_nzrOqIPg/s400/chroma+studio+031-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306409212868159890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQnEIXd6ZI/AAAAAAAAAdY/hLeH5KzDav4/s400/chroma+studio+030-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306409689029102626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQnf2NFTCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/QJFcSm88tEg/s400/chroma+studio+036-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306409683873083218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQnfi_yr1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/-619sXkPBsc/s400/chroma+studio+034-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You did a great job! Thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306409689060408162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQnf2Ui-2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/PDtMiR6P6TU/s400/chroma+studio+038-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here, Dany boy, buckled safely in his seat. Dia cannot jejak bumi, or else turun lah tahta dia bermaharajalela di muka bumi.. Hes too active now and we have lil energy to chase after him every now and then..&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7621049722567036032?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7621049722567036032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7621049722567036032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-short-bob-again-but-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQjsTapzxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/6TDiXOSyeeY/s72-c/chroma+studio+011-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5377390890520880820</id><published>2009-02-22T23:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:42:09.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chroma Studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQVrqb-ElI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pp28zSxSZ8o/s1600-h/chroma+studio+007-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306390100819448402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQVrqb-ElI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pp28zSxSZ8o/s400/chroma+studio+007-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Suzana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on her newly opened hair studio, Chroma studio, a special place for all your dreams to grow! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HOoray!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty busy day for me and galfren, Nora. Parked our kids at our moms' home and ready to run errands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was late, unavoidable coz the boys wakie unusually late as they turned in pretty late last night- went to JB and what the *fish*, caught in the jam at Causeway checkpt!! Grrrrr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, we decided to run solo. As we were chasing after time, Nora drove to Yana's place first to fetch that cooler container, then to Harvey Norman Centerpt to get the mini fridge while as for myself, the star karat, quickly rushed to Centrepoint to get the cake after sending my boys to mom's place. My saviour, none other than my sweetest and understanding Darl, sent me before he headed to work. Hehe! Sowie for rushing you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahemz.. Make way for the DeBeaus.. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306397378349269314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQcTRWSgUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/T6JTjxdiawk/s400/chroma+studio+004-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306391375169904914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQW11wy4RI/AAAAAAAAAcg/KrU4M9I2_jE/s400/chroma+studio+005-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306391372489808994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQW1rxz3GI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/MU4-wdzpTFQ/s400/chroma+studio+003-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the youngest babe.. Isnt she so cute?!! Still in my wishlist, wait long-long, Yane.. *sob-sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396017772425090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQbEEzfb4I/AAAAAAAAAco/nXj3grSbYn4/s400/chroma+studio+001-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396022644670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQbEW9H_lI/AAAAAAAAAcw/nO3oNxf_pq4/s400/chroma+studio+009-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's talk about Suzana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was introduced by Nora. Alas, we found our new hairstylist. We were regulars at Carfu De Pong once(if i spelt it out correct) but unfortunately, the auntie, yesh, no kidding, shes in her late 40s(she used to cut our hair and we loved her touch) left the company due to personal reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After salon hopping for a yr if i'm not wrong, then Nora was introduced to Suzana by a friend and so the chain started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very experience hairstylist, worked for Shunji Matsuo and then Midori. Attained a Master in Hair Science and Advanced Dip in Hair Colour, why would you hesitate? She took a higher step, set up her own hair studio, a personal achievement indeed. Its all hard work.. Congratulation to you again.. ;)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5377390890520880820?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5377390890520880820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5377390890520880820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/chroma-studio.html' title='Chroma Studio'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SaQVrqb-ElI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pp28zSxSZ8o/s72-c/chroma+studio+007-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7162376687601021592</id><published>2009-02-19T13:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:49:13.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Childhood</title><content type='html'>Reading is fun for your child when he can recognise many vocabularies and sight words. Dany was exposed to words when he was only 2 mth old. It all started from home, simply on the TV and play the vcd. I bought him the "My Baby can Read" vcd-those who are wondering where to get this vcd you may try looking for it at Robinson, John Little or Kiddy Palace. Children pick up faster in the early age- as early as 1 mth old. They may appeared oblivious of the surrounding, giving you cues as if they arent interested, just like Dany when I showed him any educational programme when he was only an infant but surprised me with his physical gestures, blinking his eyes, clapping his hands when the word appeared on the screen, copying what the gorilla was doing as showed in the vcd. Yes, that showed he's learning thru visual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As 'kiasu' as other mummies, honestly since I discovered he has sufficient vocabs in his bag and simply guilty to keep him at home, I sent Dany to a montessori preschool (MMI) when he was 18 mth old recommended by a cousin. Not only that I was excited to watch his academic progress but his social skills too. True enough, I was not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the efforts made by me, DIY, just to reinforce whatever he has learnt from the vcd. FLASH cards. I was thankful to be blessed with a child who is always fascinated with words. At 9 mth old, he is able to pronounce all the words not so clear tho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304383313596820658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz0hRdyrLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SwwLOBbCiok/s400/cheongsam+004-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304394981680542226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz_Icdu8hI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ON0IHXlmQuw/s400/cheongsam+008-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 24 mth old, I introduced him to story books, encouraging him to read with me. And now, at 29 mth old, he is already an emergent reader, reading independently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304393759442517714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz-BTRevtI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ovHtsbZw8XY/s400/cheongsam+011-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304393027505513698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz9WsmGZOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/hlyi6Cm20Eg/s400/cheongsam+010-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These are some collection of his story books given generously by a neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304383631915520546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz0zzS4kiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZOuQlqWzcog/s400/cheongsam+006-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His current favourite book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304395164937457698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz_THJlkCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z_fbNokyrC4/s400/cheongsam+009-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Effort, $$, time, all paid off when your child shows progress. So mothers, do not give up on your child. He may show uninterested but you never know he is learning. Word recognition is a faster way to teach your child to read than phonics. Therefore, introduce your child to words early. :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7162376687601021592?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7162376687601021592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7162376687601021592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/early-childhood.html' title='Early Childhood'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZz0hRdyrLI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SwwLOBbCiok/s72-c/cheongsam+004-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8452132163280749666</id><published>2009-02-14T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:00:34.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi bday, Nadra..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZ0C3LLpDVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SCD4DF8OVHE/s1600-h/cheongsam+003-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304399083029990738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZ0C3LLpDVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SCD4DF8OVHE/s400/cheongsam+003-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bday gal, Nadra, showing off her bday pressies.. hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZ0Cp7DP4AI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vwMMm60RbpM/s1600-h/cheongsam+002-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304398855361519618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZ0Cp7DP4AI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vwMMm60RbpM/s400/cheongsam+002-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scrabble for you, an interactive educational game. Anything frm me will be educational, typical Auntie Yane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304398460304414514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZ0CS7WS1zI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OycOvJrafxo/s400/cheongsam+001.JPG" border="0" /&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/6861518608828869485-8452132163280749666?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8452132163280749666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8452132163280749666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/hepi-bday-nadra.html' title='Hepi bday, Nadra..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZ0C3LLpDVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/SCD4DF8OVHE/s72-c/cheongsam+003-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-2226105779515875729</id><published>2009-02-10T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:08:49.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 UP Joke~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Meet up with Darl's best peep in Newton for dinner. So Dek has a new name, Imee Sky. Hehehe! Discovered it just recently @ Facebook. Alryte, girls, Imee Sky is still single and available. Text me if you wanna book a date with him. Ahakz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're wondering wch is Imee Sky, hes on the left leaning against mua Darl. *wink-wink* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301114460681083506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFXg_aVGnI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KLsK0el2ntM/s400/020-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301463974730299522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZKVZYtUeII/AAAAAAAAAao/ECrjI-8ZMvQ/s400/044-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes! Look at that arm! Sure I've put on so much weight. Fleshy-fleshy.. And next to me is Yati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301115768292136034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFYtGpGVGI/AAAAAAAAAZI/X7xJrI971FY/s400/021-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301115770218753090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFYtN0cLEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/HXfJJP48aQk/s400/022-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not forgetting the kids. Umairah and Dany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301118928497322354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFblDUuqXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/w-OnIbVAtpc/s400/036-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Umairah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Who said you can hug me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dany&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Errr... Ok, I'm sorry.. We take one more time, ok? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301118928651998002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFblD5m0zI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9w4et991-6M/s400/039-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Umairah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah.. This is better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301118933374227234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFblVfeUyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/P4ah2PC7Mj0/s400/037-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I swear I dunno what were in their mind to strike such pose. Zack was doing that 'vibrating butt' dance, errr... not sexy, trust me. Very the sambal belacan~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301122328781118610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFeq-Xj3JI/AAAAAAAAAZw/tTTGs8HuBMo/s400/063-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301122331498156402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFerIfWkXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/fwFpGycli8Q/s400/064-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is better. Whahahaha! Feeling, nyah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301447228425076978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZKGKn3BgPI/AAAAAAAAAag/N-6mNpuNSSo/s400/061-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dany simply cant stop counting. The next count dracula..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301447224571145698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZKGKZgLLeI/AAAAAAAAAaY/go6gIdwUUqg/s400/028-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-2226105779515875729?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2226105779515875729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2226105779515875729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-up-joke.html' title='7 UP Joke~'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZFXg_aVGnI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KLsK0el2ntM/s72-c/020-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1101586263363509490</id><published>2009-02-05T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:31:24.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BATBOY arrives...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who would have expected a BATBOY to make his appearance @Choa Chu Kang Crescent..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299023495203793826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnpyyASK6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DeYjkex8hOY/s400/Feb09+017-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299020934958782594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnndwWTmII/AAAAAAAAAXw/dgx5cZU0mZc/s400/Feb09+012-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299020949952237970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnneoNBkZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/J3kinnqNwjQ/s400/Feb09+013-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So... HERE I COME TO SAVE THE WORLD....~ Hmmm.. Is tat Batman's song? Or another superhero song?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299023500621613506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnpzGL_icI/AAAAAAAAAYg/z-ZJ2zi3Znc/s400/Feb09+019-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299023505334109346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnpzXvihKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5iPCUrrQ0mQ/s400/Feb09+023-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And haiya.. Here comes the SkinnyHULK with his 'lollipop'..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299020983965792962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnngm6fOsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fPEhp185lhs/s400/Feb09+014-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up to disturb and enter the frame.. Hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299026696819513154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnstI89F0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/3Fo8KJn8skc/s400/Feb09+015-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is fond of annoying his lil bro.. Look what he has done to Eirfan boboi! Haiyooo... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299023496227149010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnpy10RVNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/kkClItxXfmo/s400/Feb09+016-2.JPG" border="0" /&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/6861518608828869485-1101586263363509490?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1101586263363509490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1101586263363509490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/batboy-arrives.html' title='BATBOY arrives...'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnpyyASK6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DeYjkex8hOY/s72-c/Feb09+017-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-778652741965686911</id><published>2009-02-05T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:59:37.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyz..boyz..</title><content type='html'>Never ever forget to capture him every single moment, opportunity and at any occasion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how I share with Dany boy, flipping thru all the past pages of his pics, learning about himself when he was a lil, tiny newborn until he grows into still a slim lil boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299009047895911570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYncp1lqrJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_OS8KeS4IpU/s400/Feb09+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299011768444279762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnfIMa8W9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/cOgHMDmawBc/s400/Feb09+005-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnfISodYkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hjOnbQwSRSo/s1600-h/Feb09+007-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299011770111582786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnfISodYkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hjOnbQwSRSo/s400/Feb09+007-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing his fiesty fist.. He must be annoyed, Can my mummy stop flashing the lights on me! Khekhe! Well, all moments will be captured for your view in future, Eirfan boboi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299014429085023602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnhjEFIPXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/XK_eJAgON-Y/s400/Feb09+010-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dany boy is ready to go for his Friday prayer.. But not with his 'lollipop' of coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299014424069058386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnhixZOr1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/p11o_kZBDk0/s400/Feb09+008-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for his atuk to fetch him.. Goin without his daddy as he is working 1st shift that Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299014425426599362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnhi2c5HcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7SnVFuXjUEM/s400/Feb09+009-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still waiting for his atuk..`The camera lurves him..&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/6861518608828869485-778652741965686911?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/778652741965686911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/778652741965686911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/boyzboyz.html' title='Boyz..boyz..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYncp1lqrJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/_OS8KeS4IpU/s72-c/Feb09+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7252145423754946960</id><published>2009-02-04T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:07:47.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Brazilian Wax for me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnVbjST6_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/3jNmHlNB2hA/s1600-h/brazilian_wax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299001105883327474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnVbjST6_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/3jNmHlNB2hA/s400/brazilian_wax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I m getting addicted to do this. Simply lurve the supple skin down there right after the wax. Hmmm.. I dont deny its pretty painful when I did it for the first time.. Its a matter of getting immune to the pain. Trust me 2nd attempt will be less painful coz ure hair grew finer than before. It will take approximately a week for the new fine hair to grow and according to Winky who bare my down there, you're dued for the next waxing when the hair grow for about 1cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSsst! Do your reading before you go for any brazilian waxing. A proper brazilian waxing should go thru a few procedures before and after they apply the hot,hard wax over there.. And make sure they change the spatulas after every application. Its important to avoid getting infected by bacteria from another person. You never want to get infected by any serious bacteria eg. STDs, wouldnt you? So be careful, ok! I didnt know about this initially and had my first wax done at this beauty salon at Midpoint- one spatula for each customer! I dont know with how many gals I had been sharing the hot wax with. I just pray all of them are clean and free from any infectious bacteria. Geezz... &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/6861518608828869485-7252145423754946960?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7252145423754946960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7252145423754946960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-m-getting-addicted-to-do-this.html' title='~Brazilian Wax for me..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnVbjST6_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/3jNmHlNB2hA/s72-c/brazilian_wax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4285304126729907196</id><published>2009-02-03T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:37:12.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan2 Find FOod~</title><content type='html'>It has been sometime since we had dinner together again.. This time with all the hubbies.. Its like FINALLY, all of them are free except for Dayah, who suggested to dine at Baduque but interestingly MIA on that day.. Told her the next time tak jadi, I'll picit-picit de bijik.. Aww! Violent.. Nora and Kak Pah too couldnt join us. Next time perhaps.. ~wink-wink~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Dirah and myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298992110979627218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnNP-qJuNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Rd578lj91Ls/s320/Feb09+054-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mel and Lynn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298992111293812946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnNP_1D0NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/JxxI76iVQyo/s320/Feb09+053-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298993049193274578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnOGlxt3NI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/1snRwQWubBk/s320/Feb09+059-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nayli (Mel's princess) trying to seduce, opps! wrong choice of word, haha! Being friendly to Firdaus (Dira's prince)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298993054980151858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnOG7VamjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZMxV7vO4wYo/s320/Feb09+060-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will never forget to take groupie shots after everyone is full..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnPob7PleI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FJK-54ejGew/s1600-h/Feb09+056-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994730176058850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnPob7PleI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FJK-54ejGew/s320/Feb09+056-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnPolyxWkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KL5Y6gxG8nc/s1600-h/Feb09+057-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994732824877634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnPolyxWkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KL5Y6gxG8nc/s320/Feb09+057-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OLD boys... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298996186601059778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnQ9NiBdcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kPD7-xoEqfc/s320/Feb09+055-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The TEHTARIK boys..&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/6861518608828869485-4285304126729907196?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4285304126729907196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4285304126729907196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/02/jalan2-find-food.html' title='Jalan2 Find FOod~'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SYnNP-qJuNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Rd578lj91Ls/s72-c/Feb09+054-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5887835285043232704</id><published>2009-01-28T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:41:45.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eirfan Boboi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830q9lwKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/h7B-t8QPEDw/s1600-h/gymborie+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296013064836333730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830q9lwKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/h7B-t8QPEDw/s320/gymborie+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile for the camera, Eirfan.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830mIbh2I/AAAAAAAAASs/ZxHAL39qm_4/s1600-h/gymborie+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296013063539623778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830mIbh2I/AAAAAAAAASs/ZxHAL39qm_4/s320/gymborie+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotcha, again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830as8WvI/AAAAAAAAASk/SL9uY6cQV9Q/s1600-h/gymborie+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296013060471544562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830as8WvI/AAAAAAAAASk/SL9uY6cQV9Q/s320/gymborie+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2 mth old, he is able to 'ngoceh-ngoceh'. Almost every day, he'll wake me up early in the morning  just to entertain and talk to him. And he will respond. He's a bit serious looking as compared to Lil Dany who is more bubbly..&lt;br /&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/6861518608828869485-5887835285043232704?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5887835285043232704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5887835285043232704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/eirfan-boboi.html' title='Eirfan Boboi'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX830q9lwKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/h7B-t8QPEDw/s72-c/gymborie+087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5007529108411667314</id><published>2009-01-10T04:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:49:11.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hepi sweet "13th"</title><content type='html'>hmm.. Ok.. so its tat digit now.. its ok.. i dun feel old despite his jeers. well honey, i dun mind at all coz i still feel im 25 until now. khekhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all day long i was wondering and waiting anxiously where he wanna bring me for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really thanks for that sweet and yet a mean surprise! Why must it be in a fine dining restaurant when you know i know nutz abt table ettiquettes! So meannnn! Never tul! I was really anxious and really made a fool of myself. Khakhahka! The hensem waiter handed me a this rolled towel using a thong and i dun even know what i shd do with it. I didnt even stretched my hands to take it. Hahaha! I turned to hubby and asked openly, "Now, what am i supposed to do with that?!" Luckily the waiter didnt laff. Thanks to my sweetest hubby didnt even educate me before giving me a treat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! Really stress worst than taking exams and i was never this anxious every seconds until the main course was served and i finally gave up, to hell with the table manners, i eat my way! Lesser tense and I was myself after that. Every course served on my table, I always have something to comment. OMG! Its all really tiny-weeny portion. I turned to ask my eldest bro, who is a chief captain over there, Can gimme another serving for this tasty baby lobster tak? Why the nice one u all serve so little? Anyhow, its a gd experience and of course a splendid dinner. Ya splendid food comes with a price. Told hubby u shd buy me an LV or Kate Spade handbags instead. kHkhakah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, really appreciate his sweet thoughts and the crew sang me a bday song in french wch sounds like a mandarin bday song. By the way, he bought me dinner at Gunthers, where my eldest bro worked and he was all behind these too. Excellent food. Tip-top!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5007529108411667314?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5007529108411667314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5007529108411667314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/hepi-sweet-13th.html' title='hepi sweet &quot;13th&quot;'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4871266468036782636</id><published>2009-01-07T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:11:50.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darl turned sweet 31st~</title><content type='html'>treated him and the kiddos a simple dinner at Carousel on his bday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294149096787167810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiYjc30SkI/AAAAAAAAARk/34-LO3oZVZs/s200/gymborie+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really didnt expected the crew to give him or us perhaps, an overwhelming surprise. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;they came with the cake, chorusing loudly"I love you baby, yadayadayada~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294144865787747730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiUtLK8nZI/AAAAAAAAARE/0tDvzC93CPI/s200/gymborie+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294149099339692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiYjmYYuHI/AAAAAAAAARs/K3LGdKG6WDQ/s200/gymborie+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malu betul, nyah.. Can feel the blood rushing up to my face. Shd look at lil Dany expression, gaping in awe. gee.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Dany posing for the camera.. Mua cheeky mongkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294145513925515410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiVS5rCGJI/AAAAAAAAARM/L29N3wi98M8/s200/gymborie+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also not forgetting his mummy and Eirfan boboy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294148321478421858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiX2UnzrWI/AAAAAAAAARU/qbP7wb4_N8c/s200/gymborie+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, how cheeky he can be.. How time flies.. Hes a big boy and a ko-ko for Eirfan boboy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294148322202622786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiX2XUeG0I/AAAAAAAAARc/3O9UTIJy2Yk/s200/gymborie+080.JPG" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-4871266468036782636?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4871266468036782636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4871266468036782636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-turned-sweet-31st.html' title='Darl turned sweet 31st~'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXiYjc30SkI/AAAAAAAAARk/34-LO3oZVZs/s72-c/gymborie+079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1307051902892511989</id><published>2008-12-28T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:53:17.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The arrival of Eirfan boboy..</title><content type='html'>Its been sumtime since I blogged again. Was unwell during the pregnancy. Mua first 3 mths was terrible, vommitting profusely-giddy all day-lethargic no energy at all-severe back pain swelling on off. The same condition like my first pregnancy but I dont suffer any back pain and vommit till the 9th month when I conceive lil Dany. This time is as bad, my vommiting series stopped at the 3rd mth but the swelling on my back, on the left hip to be exact continued until after I gave birth. Had to go for leave thruout and now enjoying mua maternity leave. Thanks to Cik Jah, my experienced masseuse that I get to my shape again!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015780905996386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX86SxHD0GI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cgiw99IYbfU/s320/gymborie+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015782476406690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX86S29eX6I/AAAAAAAAATE/61yABPn4k0w/s320/gymborie+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Dany trying to monkey around with Eirfan boboi.. Nottie boy! Jealous always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015791793644226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX86TZq4IsI/AAAAAAAAATM/FS8wHsnYdbY/s320/gymborie+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXifRREdJyI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WY3wS6xOxv8/s1600-h/gymborie+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXif1letetI/AAAAAAAAASE/ETYUnPczXyE/s1600-h/gymborie+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SXif1HcxpLI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NWGvUgbJItY/s1600-h/gymborie+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6861518608828869485-1307051902892511989?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1307051902892511989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1307051902892511989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2009/01/arrival-of-eirfan-boboy.html' title='~The arrival of Eirfan boboy..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX86SxHD0GI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cgiw99IYbfU/s72-c/gymborie+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-439063849090071584</id><published>2008-03-11T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:19:22.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at them grow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX9ABEEbldI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VlsW2J_DZxQ/s1600-h/P1010149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296022073827366354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX9ABEEbldI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VlsW2J_DZxQ/s320/P1010149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX9AA_PwxLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/uklP_U3zwKw/s1600-h/P1010148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296022072532714674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX9AA_PwxLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/uklP_U3zwKw/s320/P1010148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89LAT2cHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/k-sCE_KXmqM/s1600-h/P1010106-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296018946082107506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89LAT2cHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/k-sCE_KXmqM/s320/P1010106-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89KzpsMXI/AAAAAAAAATs/YvLiCK0DEoY/s1600-h/gymborie+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296018942684049778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89KzpsMXI/AAAAAAAAATs/YvLiCK0DEoY/s320/gymborie+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89Kv_ogkI/AAAAAAAAATk/HZQdDJNrbpw/s1600-h/gymborie+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296018941702341186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89Kv_ogkI/AAAAAAAAATk/HZQdDJNrbpw/s320/gymborie+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89KEP6MyI/AAAAAAAAATc/8Lnyg-oPWdQ/s1600-h/gymborie+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296018929959449378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89KEP6MyI/AAAAAAAAATc/8Lnyg-oPWdQ/s320/gymborie+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89JtUJ9wI/AAAAAAAAATU/A53ViK6hG6s/s1600-h/gymborie+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296018923803244290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX89JtUJ9wI/AAAAAAAAATU/A53ViK6hG6s/s320/gymborie+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How time flies.. They are almost to 2 yrs old.. They grow this big from a lil cudly newborn baby.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very chatty, super active, cranky, quarrelsome but at times shows affection towards each other depending on the mood on that day.. Simply like these pics above.. As their uncle labeled them, "They are partners in crime." Yeah, messing the house together, meddling with the dvd player and many other stuffs they can do together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6861518608828869485-439063849090071584?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/439063849090071584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/439063849090071584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-at-them-grow.html' title='look at them grow..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SX9ABEEbldI/AAAAAAAAAUE/VlsW2J_DZxQ/s72-c/P1010149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5839902112529350627</id><published>2008-02-22T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:45.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty late entry</title><content type='html'>Event: Batrisyiah's Bday Bash @ kidsXplorer&lt;br /&gt;Date: 16 Feb 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R8BIaEs35LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZKhYsvpLn1g/s1600-h/P1010136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170211984997082290" style="CURSOR: hand" height="199" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R8BIaEs35LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZKhYsvpLn1g/s200/P1010136.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R8BLiks35MI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Dy43KlKMWfI/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170215429560853698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R8BLiks35MI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Dy43KlKMWfI/s200/P1010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R8BIaEs35LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZKhYsvpLn1g/s1600-h/P1010136.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;    bday gal.meowww!         cranky boy.chatterr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme was Animalz. The cuties dressed themselves as all kinds of animals. Dany supposed to be a cheeky monkey but he didnt seem to behave as one on that day coz hes not well.. Down with runny nose.. Instead, he was a crybaby monkey.. hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty long day for him anyway. He went to bed pretty late the day before and mummy had to wakie him as early as 830am to get him ready for school. Enrolled him into this Parent n Child programme @ MMI which started @10am. He was groggy, moody and the best thing only had his milk w/o breakfast. We were really in a rush coz all the necessary things for Dany hvnt been packed, clothes all unironed (kononnya wld do that on that morning expecting to wakie slightly earlier before 8am) and we didnt want to be late on his 1st day to school..Err.. My watch showed 10.15am when we finally reach Rail Mall. Geesh.. the 2 boys hv already started playing and here Dany, SCHOOL REFUSAL. Simply cranky, didnt wanna participate in the activities and just wanna be alone. Thats a bad sign for me &amp;amp; of coz i m worried. Is he not ready yet or he simply just prefer to play on his own? I shall monitor him next week i told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, we zoomed to town to grab Batrisyiah's bday present. Really, clueless what to get her and finally got something @ToyRUs. Hopefully she likes it. &amp;amp; when looked at my watch again, it showed 345pm, how time runs very fast.. Promised Lin i wld be there around 3pm khakhakha! Finally, we showed up around 415pm, if i m not wronglah and the best thing when we were already late, this Dany's daddy had to chat with his ex-ITE fren (we met at the carpark). Boleh? Irritating kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice event. Batrisyiah is cute! I love this babygal.. Told Dany's daddy when will I get a princess? Really, cant take my eyes off her. Shes one angel. A meoww angel on that day. haizzz.. where is my princess.. mcm tak menjelma aje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i guess Dany is not ready to have a sibling? He still wants our love all by himself.. love that darling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5839902112529350627?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5839902112529350627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5839902112529350627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/pretty-late-entry.html' title='pretty late entry'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R8BIaEs35LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZKhYsvpLn1g/s72-c/P1010136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-6622781163512907284</id><published>2008-02-14T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:58:46.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi V day..</title><content type='html'>"Hepi Valentine's day.. Sayang.. Luv u deep2.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was wat exactly appeared on my cell phone @12am.. How romantic.. Had never expected him to wish me @ all ON TIME. Err.. coz i'm the one that often call to wish him first &amp; today i was exceptionally a lil late.. Hmm.. I'm wrong abt him then.. After my bday incident,Lynn would know abt tis, well, he tried tho i told him i'm shocked he gave me a bouquet of roses at the carpark. Malu nyer.. Told him you shld hv delivered it kan.. Felt guilty after that.. I sounded like unappreciative. Nolah, abit ego abt carrying flowers in public. I'd prefered it to be delivered home or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm overjoyed that he actually wanna put in effort to do something abit different from his norm! I thawt he gave up trying after that trial.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;He never forget any special days, he remembered but hes the practical and simple kinda guy who doesnt know how to go about to surprise his love ones. Demanding am I? Hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I'm excited for Dany. The personnel from MMI called the other day to inform about Dany's placement. It will be every Saturday. I got myself and Dany into this Parent and Child programme just for a start to ensure myself that Dany is ready for school. Just want him to adjust himself into the environment and how he socialise. Once i'm convinced and i can trust them, then i'll enroll him into the 2 hr playgroup maybe twice a day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm looking forward to meet darling tomorrow after work. Yeah, hes working nite shift today.. *sob-sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-6622781163512907284?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6622781163512907284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6622781163512907284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/hepi-v-day.html' title='Hepi V day..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-2914432225923153115</id><published>2008-02-12T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:51:20.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avenged seven fold 'Seize the day'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lvo5LgcuHDs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lvo5LgcuHDs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. you'll love this if ure into this kind of music genre. personally, they have the influence of guns n roses but not too long winded one.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a hospital appt tomorrow. have to go for that nose scope to check anything wrong with my throat. kinda worried. abt the pain of coz.. hopefully i'll be alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still searching for animal costumes for lil dany to wear on this saturday- baby Batrisya(Dayah's lil princess)'s bday.. hv to rakee a few places. called party city @holland ave,costume city @henderson ave,no.1 costume costume@aliwal st,costumes and mascots, housz of costumez, etc. only party city and costume city responded the rest still closed for cny holiday.. geez.. so, will be visiting the 2 shops mention only..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-2914432225923153115?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2914432225923153115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2914432225923153115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/recent-fav-vidz.html' title='avenged seven fold &apos;Seize the day&apos;'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4053191232065462621</id><published>2008-02-03T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:46.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6VxExlo9RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/H2GFcVn0Gm4/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162656874694767890" style="CURSOR: 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morning call. our weekend is just like those normal days. will never wake up late bcoz of lil Dany.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hubby will buy breakfast, and i'll do a lil spring cleaning just vacuuming and mopping. simply cant stand dirt. dany will sit comfortably on his sofa and watched his fav vcds, 'sesame street' and 'my baby can read.' that will occupy him until i finished my chores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our routine every weekends: breakfast-a short nap together-shower (daddy will never shower with dany together i dun get it tho they hv that same thing,u know what i mean so i shower with dany.)-get ready to go out for lunch..-dinner/supper with the people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="twister" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" 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Yum! Yum! Yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-4053191232065462621?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4053191232065462621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4053191232065462621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/people-in-house.html' title='our weekend'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6VxExlo9RI/AAAAAAAAAJM/H2GFcVn0Gm4/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7121557794742714808</id><published>2008-02-02T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:46.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the two of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6NgcRlo9NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Vyb74dAgclw/s1600-h/Picture+0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162075636770600146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6NgcRlo9NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Vyb74dAgclw/s200/Picture+0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6NgdBlo9OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lAvqsFgYIUU/s1600-h/Picture+0002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162075649655502050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6NgdBlo9OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lAvqsFgYIUU/s200/Picture+0002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6Ngdxlo9PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ttHMWblP9S4/s1600-h/Picture+0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162075662540403954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6Ngdxlo9PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ttHMWblP9S4/s200/Picture+0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken a just a month ago. testing my new laptop integrated camera, a bday gift from my dearest hubby (he's at the background of pic 3, playing his psp slim lying lazily on the sofa. errr.. i dun think u can see him eventho u squeeze ur eyes hard.)&lt;br /&gt;Dany simply fascinated looking at his mummy's 'jakuness' &amp;amp; merely layankan.. it was sooo hard to get him focus @ the camera, firstly he didnt know where the camera was! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7121557794742714808?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7121557794742714808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7121557794742714808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/two-of-us.html' title='the two of us'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R6NgcRlo9NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Vyb74dAgclw/s72-c/Picture+0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-6461399345209499966</id><published>2008-01-31T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T02:12:36.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 years alive</title><content type='html'>had a very bad sore throat again..never like it coz it really makes my body super weak..&lt;br /&gt;went to GP yesterday, got the antibiotics, i really need those pills to treat the swell in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;she was kind enuff to give me 2 days mc which i did not use it at all due to work commitment &amp;amp; even offered me to visit her again to extend my leave if i need more rest.wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the gals who gave the 3 feb &amp;amp; jan babies a bday surprise. held @ the school lounge. chocolaty bday cake to add more pounds which i really needed.i wanna gain some fleshhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me share some gd stuffs i've learnt &amp;amp; i've yet to adopt thruout my years on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;take care of myself, be good to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. gals, you MUST pamper yourself and do something that you really enjoy like many, many retail therapy, indulge yourself in good massage &amp;amp; spa, meni-pedicure and many others lah.. gd therapy when you had that big fight with him. i make a really biggg hole in my pocket thru retail therapy which honestly does not really last long so if you really wanna indulge yourself in this, better be prepare for sufficient $$ to survive for the next day. but anyhow, if really broke can still ask your hubby coz they're the cause of that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;count my blessings &amp;amp; stop envying others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. that's a remedy to boost my confidence level. everyone is not perfect. however, reminded me of a particular gal, &lt;strong&gt;Black Magic Woman&lt;/strong&gt;, so called her online nickname boasted about herself working in city areas, wearing high heels, coat and skirt to work, feeling classy lah konon, but sadly and shamely to find out she was just a some kind of clerk wore windbreaker, t-shirt and jeans to work!how sloppy!SIC! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;decide to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. you will feel happy when you are smilling or singing. i did that @ work most of the time. felt sorry for my collegues who have to bear with the horrible singing tho. anyway, actually i have a sweet voice and can sing well, you know! yeah, compliment yourself will make you happy too! so keep smilling and stay in good spirits. errr... i will try to work out on that tho..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;be open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. not that open, arrrr.. i believe in sharing my feelings with my loved ones is essentially important coz as we gals know, nuthing new, guys can be st**** so by letting them know how we feel inside and let them into our world, they will at least understand us, hopefully. but dun suffocate them ajelah..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;tap on my strengths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. where i need more improvement. not easy not to let what i cannot do interfere with what i can do. will need more time to sort things out when its in a mess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;dont lose heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. another factor which i need to work on. it will take me sometime to lift myself up. One mistake or setback will put me down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geez.. long list.. my bed is calling me.. cheers..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-6461399345209499966?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6461399345209499966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6461399345209499966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/29-years-alive.html' title='29 years alive'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-3434215693882155020</id><published>2008-01-23T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:41:24.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"can i know what did you do in class yesterday?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"you shld maximize that 10 min and tho your pupils packed up early, you're still the last to be at the parade square."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had 2 periods before the bell rang for the day. finished teaching my pupils the topic (its a revision to wrap up that means hv been going thru the same topic for days). gave them written work the next period. took them less than 15 min to complete. got them handed in to me. left 10 min before the bell rang to end the day. checked pupils' with corrections book. as usual the same 2 pupils. got them to my table one at the time to reteach the concept. a brief one. whilst that got the rest to pack up. she walked past, hesitate to stop to query me. the best thing she waited to watch me w/o me realising until i got my pupils to Q outside to assemble at the parade square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt unappreciated. ani told me not to think abt it sooo much. true, as long as i know that i dedicatedly teach what my pupils should learn i shldnt feel bad. honestly, i juz feel unfair abt the whole thing. i did loads of teaching just to get my pupils master the concept for the topic. loads of preparations, resources and manipulatives. they are the fresh preschool graduates therefore, hv to give variety concepts whichever match their understanding but not all concepts taught in a single day. i know that i have to maximise my teaching but i know i'm not wasting my pupils' time coz i know i have taught what i shd. heavy content has been taught within a day so after all of them have completed their work i just got them to pack up &amp;amp; wait for the bell to ring in 10 min time, while i teach the other 2 who are soooo weak, unable to complete their corrections and work independently. yup, tho i got them to pack up 10 min early b4 the bell rang, i did not reach the parade square early. however, i know that my pupils learnt what they shd learn! i did not miss any skills n knowledge i shd feed them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-3434215693882155020?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3434215693882155020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3434215693882155020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5921436273554632622</id><published>2008-01-23T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:25:29.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get on with life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wish i can turn back the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i would never have made that decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a decision that i have to live thruout my remaining life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh.. no point sighing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just have to get on with life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5921436273554632622?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5921436273554632622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5921436273554632622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-on-with-life.html' title='get on with life'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7473064083795582414</id><published>2008-01-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:20:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new gal</title><content type='html'>a new member added in the group.&lt;br /&gt;1st incident &amp;amp; happened to be our &lt;strong&gt;1st meeting&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;bluntly passed this remark to her bf(my hubby's bestfren) aloud, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You know, my dad watched this new programme on tcs5 abt pple simply unable to maintain their house cleanliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(obviusly i forgotten the title of the show) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;pissed and said Harapkan muka aje lawa but bilik tak tau kemas! I told him that's normal wat, pple with gd looks always have problem with that, just like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT MAKE IT, rite! Really CMI! Both me and hubby were speechless,unbelievable, unmoved in the car,of coz that he had to continue focusing on the road, we dun dare to turn and look at each other coz dun wanna be rude and show obviousness that we're mocking at her! What's up, D**.. Where da hell you getta know this shameless thick-skinned stouty?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd incident with the &lt;strong&gt;absence of me&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;shamelessly passed this remark again to bf and my hubby was right in front driving trying not to eavesdrop but unfortunately have to hear this, "I notice that ALL the pretty gals come from the EAST and the handsome guys from the WEST." AHAKZ! Yes, she's staying in the EAST. What a joke! Self proclaimed PRETTY, babe! Yup, she's definitely a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BABE&lt;/span&gt;! You shld understand why i enlarged the word BABE. hehehe.. A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BABE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENORMOUS&lt;/span&gt; confidence! I shd say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;confident??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7473064083795582414?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7473064083795582414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7473064083795582414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-gal.html' title='the new gal'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-3090293709206813075</id><published>2008-01-10T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:47.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X2t1niRiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fwuFpxFSh74/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153796615942850082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X2t1niRiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fwuFpxFSh74/s200/P1010026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X2S1niRhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DC6SVXeSs34/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153796152086382098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X2S1niRhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DC6SVXeSs34/s200/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X1yVniRgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qmgzK_Y1NzY/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153795593740633602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X1yVniRgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qmgzK_Y1NzY/s200/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X1pFniRfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/hQKBoBD3RmQ/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4XkG1niRdI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LLDDBJLHS7E/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4XzsVniReI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kd1lRlhpr-I/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4Xj61niRcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/o_NQWbKwmNg/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4Xjt1niRbI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-58krelrh4Y/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153775725221922226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4Xjt1niRbI/AAAAAAAAAHU/-58krelrh4Y/s400/P1010013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4Xjh1niRaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7fRid2Aq0Us/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;These are few captured moments celebrating our 2nd Wedding Anniversary..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Location: Ritz Carlton Singapore. Planned to go for a holiday trip to Bali and Thailand the very last minute one but due to the threatening weather forecast we cancelled. However, looking forward for June holiday to Krabi-Phi Phi Island-Bangkok trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, with baby Dany.. We feel its a celebration for 3 of us as family united and its not even unfortunate to celebrate this occasion with our lil gem just like the front desk officer had thought so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's our main reason for getting married.. Do things together.. Concensus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love our lil dearie until that we asked ourselves if he will love us as much as we do later.. Hmmmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, the picture, its a awwww... I look super skinny!! But Dany enjoyed himself in the tub..&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/6861518608828869485-3090293709206813075?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3090293709206813075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3090293709206813075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='2nd Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/R4X2t1niRiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fwuFpxFSh74/s72-c/P1010026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8800093980857735351</id><published>2008-01-10T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:53:03.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly</title><content type='html'>i simply dun understand why young gals these days are very eager to get married? &lt;br /&gt;are they 100% prepared for everything or they are merely following the trend?&lt;br /&gt;i'm just overwhelmed over this issue lately due to a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remembered when i was in my early twenties getting engaged or married never occured to be my dream but education and getting secured to a well-paid profession, a big YES. I just dont get it!! Flipped! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm not saying i'm ambitious but just my personal belief and mentality, we're living in $ingapore, dya get it? Where you need that $tability to survive here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, the guys are supposed to bring the bread back home but living in this city, a strong backbone is essentially needed to give you an average living at least. Once i shared with a friend, good education and profession is as important as for men and women. It is useful in the rainy days for instance, should anything happen to your spouse, you are there to give a shelter for YOU and maybe your family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the issue here, just a thought if these group of people ever wonder those things awaiting for them out there. It may not be sweet all the time, dearie. &lt;br /&gt;Apology if i make myself sound resentful but i'm just curious what's in you people mind. Nevertheless, good luck with your choice and welcome aboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-8800093980857735351?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8800093980857735351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8800093980857735351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/silly.html' title='silly'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-2706355532840744868</id><published>2007-12-08T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T20:55:28.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qualms</title><content type='html'>our 2nd anniversary is juz a week away.&lt;br /&gt;made a reservation @Ritz Carlton. &lt;br /&gt;a short getaway for the 3 of us-&lt;br /&gt;not to leave out Dany, the day will be for the 2 of&lt;br /&gt;us &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; and midnite with baby Dany. &lt;br /&gt;expected him to make the arrangement but&lt;br /&gt;it ended up me goin thru all the details &lt;br /&gt;and reservations.i'm anticipating a surprise&lt;br /&gt;from him.hopefully a pleasant one.&lt;br /&gt;subsequent getaway trip to Batam.&lt;br /&gt;Novotel Batam as the 2nd choice since Holiday Inn&lt;br /&gt;is pretty far from the city centre.&lt;br /&gt;unpretty sure how the accomodation will turn out.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully not dissappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be pretty busy next week.schedule all packed.&lt;br /&gt;geez.issue about the house still unsettled.mummy reluctant &lt;br /&gt;to stay with bro.i agree.1st issue is SPACE.2ndly is PRIVACY.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly, its not easy to stay with daughter-in-laws.ahakz!&lt;br /&gt;an eye-opener for me.i muz be sure that i can afford on my own&lt;br /&gt;at any cost in the golden age.better religously save as much as i can now.&lt;br /&gt;as i understood and was told before,they prefered to stay on their own.&lt;br /&gt;less chaos.&lt;br /&gt;less conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;i respect that so gotta help out to resolve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is engaged to that.&lt;br /&gt;responsibility towards family,etc-applies to those who concern and the word&lt;br /&gt;SELFISH is never in their dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very proud of my siblings-show responsibilities towards each other,esp our parents,about the house issue altogether.&lt;strong&gt;not to mention any name,but i stumbled into a blog,if that person ever read this, no worries.i will make sure my parents wld not stay with you even if u buy a mansion.that i will GUARANTEE.&lt;/strong&gt;we understood everyone wants privacy.mum respect my privacy too.&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-2706355532840744868?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2706355532840744868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2706355532840744868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/qualms.html' title='qualms'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1551929080255429957</id><published>2007-10-04T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:57:26.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="tiles" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/2/tiles.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL177/7413826/flicks/1/2368191&amp;amp;src2=http://widgetize.picturetrail.com/flicks/2368191" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt2.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply nuthing to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1551929080255429957?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1551929080255429957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1551929080255429957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/bored.html' title='bored..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1680991998742452094</id><published>2007-10-01T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:29:55.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>when talks about life there are loads that i wish i can discuss but most i'd prefer it to be private.are they something to be ashamed of?not exactly but i'd revealed some stuffs which i'm very sure will not burn me inside when i overheard pple echoed about it.of course, i have to be mindful of the content i wish to be published not to spill a mess on myself.some feedback i'm superficial.i dont think i lose anything being that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.let's move on to another topic.let's talk about being bitchy.Ohh..that's pretty common among both genders.(pluesse, guys!ure in the BITCHY list, admit that, aite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be very mean if you try to be crafty with me. i hate hypocrites.no deny at times you have to be hypocrite due to circumstances but to a certain degree of hypocracy that would not bury yourself into your own grave.you're a DAMNED BITCH if you go overboard!its juz some people i reckoned that lurve to be cursed.however, i believe these pple are often complicated-either brought up in a complicated or broken family backgrnd.they are never satisfied with what they have,ungrateful,selfish and lupa diri.they are the most confused creature on earth drowned with their jealousy, burnt with their childish fears.juz a sentence from me, "gd luck with your endeavours."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1680991998742452094?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1680991998742452094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1680991998742452094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/reflection.html' title='reflection'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-6206083665357265901</id><published>2007-09-13T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:12:41.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling</title><content type='html'>Feeling..&lt;br /&gt;We have to conduct our assembly and chose this song. Errr... kinda a high note to reach.. So confident but actually I'm not pretty familiar with the song, only know the chorus. khekhekhe! I dun even know the lyrics only know &lt;em&gt;who is that girl da da da da&lt;/em&gt;.. But well, I sang with the children. Feeling a while but i was shaking actually.. Most of the high notes all over the places.. hahaha! Most importantly I enjoyed myself. Yelah tu.. Pacifying myself.. Next week, Lyn will sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the meaningful lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, you may think you see&lt;br /&gt;Who I really am&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know me&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, it's as if I play a part&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, if I wear a mask&lt;br /&gt;I can fool the world&lt;br /&gt;But I can not fool my heart&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;I am now, in a world where&lt;br /&gt;I Have to hide my heart&lt;br /&gt;And what I believe in&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I will show the world&lt;br /&gt;What's inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;And be loved for who I am&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Someone I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Must I pretend that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Someone else, for all time&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that must be free, to fly&lt;br /&gt;That burns, with a need to know&lt;br /&gt;The reason why, why must we all conceal&lt;br /&gt;What we think, how we feel&lt;br /&gt;Must there be a secret me&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to hide&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Someone else for all time&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside...When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JUG5tEftuM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JUG5tEftuM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is another balad song frm her that i like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were but I walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to call you but I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;Someday I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I want to do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes and see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that&lt;br /&gt;I've missed you since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so I'm afraid to try to turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9bLx9dGMOSk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9bLx9dGMOSk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-6206083665357265901?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6206083665357265901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6206083665357265901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling.html' title='feeling'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-2264778265193286753</id><published>2007-09-12T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T18:45:54.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>You can say its a last minute thing but we managed to reserve a place. Simply Peranakan Cuisine @ Kampung Melayu Geylang Serai. The best choice coz there's a room for our parents to solat. Initially, we drove to Riverside Point to check at that Indonesian restaurant but they dont have that halal cert and next went to Holiday Inn Hotel , what's that restaurant? I cant recall. Really not familiar with these places. I dun usually dine in hotels. The place looks nice and they serve halal food and that was our first choice tentatively, $34++ per pax. We checked out Ritz Carlton thru a friend but my gawd! $58++ per pax! No surprise lah actually what dya expect from a 5 star hotel.. Another choice was the Choa Chu Kang Park restaurant but nolah, dined there before.. So finally, we went to Geylang and settled at Simply Peranakan Cuisine restaurant. Hehehe! Cheaper. $12.80++ per pax, reserved for 11  &amp;amp; we can jln2 after that window shopping for raya.. But I've hinted to hubby where to dine for our 2nd anniversary..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-2264778265193286753?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2264778265193286753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/2264778265193286753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-3970883662571439129</id><published>2007-09-11T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:30:42.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awaiting 14 Sept..</title><content type='html'>Baby Dany be turning a yr old soon.. still deciding the venue to hold the function-juz a small gathering with our family members.. invitations were already out via sms(like as if holding a grand function.hahah!) "Dany wld like to invite Uncle. . . . . . &amp; Auntie. . . . . . to break fast together on Friday, 14th Sept 07. It's my Bday &amp;amp; your presence is a MUST!" Location will be confirmed later. Khekhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. Need to rakee the venue tomorrow.. Sumwhere at Riverside, maybe.. C lah if can book a plce or else come to worse Simpang Bedok or sumwhere in town anywhere we can break fast.. Its ok.. Dany ruggard.. Everything ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not to forget he has a check-up appointment with the paediatrician @ KK hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-3970883662571439129?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3970883662571439129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3970883662571439129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/awaiting-14-sept.html' title='awaiting 14 Sept..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-8541716496154241790</id><published>2007-09-10T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:32:27.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress..&amp; more stress..</title><content type='html'>back to work. a week holiday aint sufficient. i dun wanna worrrkkkk!!! but what choice do I have.. we're not financially stable yet &amp; i dun dare to take the risk to quit even.. errr.. a full-time housewife? NOO!!! count me out! I'll feel like a useless good for nuthing earthling unemployed.. told hubby abt my plans if i decide to quit teaching and do sumthing else but hes abit reluctant not sure abt the security,stability and adaptability..err.. yup, im not pretty sure if i can adapt to another environment easily (HAHA! ya very funny, yane.. and yet wanna try sumthing new..) I can be pretty crappy at times, i know.. nvm, i still have ample of time to think abt it.. there are so many things that i wanna do.. still considering if I shd go for my degree.. hmm.. still contemplating if nuthg hinders i shall go for it 2009..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not as easy as I thawt staying by my own especially when theres no assistance at home. came back home no food. gotta do laundry and cleaning all by myself. arrgghhh! I hate doing laundry coz mum often do mine last time, khekhekhe.. padan muka! yaalahh.. suffering now and not gaining weight at all.. put tat aside and talk abt BILLS.. tho hubby settles most of those but i still feel the pinch too.. coz i settle the reno loan wch we loan frm his mummy.. ~sobsob~ I cant shop as before.. ~sobsob~ Its not easy to own a house. Finance department must be strong babe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-8541716496154241790?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8541716496154241790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/8541716496154241790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/stress-more-stress.html' title='stress..&amp; more stress..'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5735140198134394707</id><published>2007-09-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after a long leave &amp; these sweet lil angels surprise me with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rt_ygjAqzkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JXYFMQbVfAs/s1600-h/22082007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107067143429213762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rt_ygjAqzkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JXYFMQbVfAs/s400/22082007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rt_yhDAqzlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0z4Lp6cua1U/s1600-h/22082007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107067152019148370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rt_yhDAqzlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0z4Lp6cua1U/s400/22082007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dany would never forget 22nd August 07.. His boil got worst and we decided to bring him to the hospital to remove it. The infection was caused by a slight tear in his rectum(he often forced himself to poo previously), feaces stuck in the tear and parse began to grow. Pretty bad coz the boil was fiercely red swollen.. But Dany is a strong boy.. he was councious 15 mins after the half an hour surgery super angry and agitated.. cried and cried that we thought he was in pain only to know that he was super hungry(wasnt fed for 5 hrs before the operation) gobble up biscuits and 6 slices of raisin bread.. and right after his tummy was filled, began to play as per normal.. the pics above was snapped the next morning.. he was his normal self as active as before or rather extra hyperactive.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp; juz when I came back from CCL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-302f4c9f79e00435" 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://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D302f4c9f79e00435%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331432799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F92FBE496C99466D6A949B1E3B993A4AC9BA6F1.330BCC95A42B610B6454AEB8414367BBB55A5F5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D302f4c9f79e00435%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCkwDEcEmYaaoGh_1hguQ0Xfl2Xk&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="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D302f4c9f79e00435%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331432799%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F92FBE496C99466D6A949B1E3B993A4AC9BA6F1.330BCC95A42B610B6454AEB8414367BBB55A5F5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D302f4c9f79e00435%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCkwDEcEmYaaoGh_1hguQ0Xfl2Xk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How sweet and angelique they are.. 4 days that I wasnt in school &amp;amp; they gave me a sweet surprise immediately I entered the classroom.. "Mdm Aryane, you sit we have a surprise for you!" Tho its a short presentation but I was touched by their sweet surprise..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5735140198134394707?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=302f4c9f79e00435&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5735140198134394707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5735140198134394707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-long-leave-these-sweet-lil-angels.html' title='after a long leave &amp; these sweet lil angels surprise me with...'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rt_ygjAqzkI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JXYFMQbVfAs/s72-c/22082007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7861326367829974273</id><published>2007-07-24T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:47.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsPXZTAqzjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0v4m2tRS2lc/s1600-h/25062007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099156032713313842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsPXZTAqzjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0v4m2tRS2lc/s400/25062007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsGseNWtWBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FTXRRpQf-Mc/s1600-h/takraw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098545888141072402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsGseNWtWBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FTXRRpQf-Mc/s400/takraw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsGseNWtWBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FTXRRpQf-Mc/s1600-h/takraw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsGseNWtWBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FTXRRpQf-Mc/s1600-h/takraw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy &amp;amp; dany, D' knownutz abt takraw spectator.. waitin' for daddy to finish his game.. boo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7861326367829974273?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7861326367829974273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7861326367829974273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/mummy-dany-d-knownutz-abt-takraw.html' title='Zzzzzz...'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RsPXZTAqzjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0v4m2tRS2lc/s72-c/25062007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7118491779019316060</id><published>2007-06-23T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:48.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RnziWq6WUBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T2R8v9wifBc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079183358871097362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RnziWq6WUBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T2R8v9wifBc/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RnzPW66WT-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/8OaUXhVgK-g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079162472445136866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RnzPW66WT-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/8OaUXhVgK-g/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rnzfkq6WUAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/653l0GPYDig/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079180300854382594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Rnzfkq6WUAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/653l0GPYDig/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RnzPXK6WT_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ceRH8xtNq5g/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079162476740104178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RnzPXK6WT_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ceRH8xtNq5g/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guys were shisha-ing..both of us?juz to kill the boredom, meddled with my hp &amp; found a quicky pastime &amp;amp; here a few snaps taken @ Starhill err.. didnt take notice of the cafe name tho been there twice..least important,isnt it..how cutie my lil one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ask me about the kl trip..it wasnt my trip,obviously..it was theirs-my younger bro Jumar,his fwen Fadil &amp; my spoilmymoodtrip hubby..the trip agenda goes this way in chronological order-meeting point and time:wdlands blk 870@7am, &lt;a href="mailto:breakfast@JB"&gt;breakfast@JB&lt;/a&gt;, stopped by @Malacca they call it the overbridge eating plc, checked in @The Zon(an eeeeerrkkie plce not worth the price,i wldnt recommend u),dinner @ one of the Masjid India shopping mall cafes(small portion serving,wont be enuff if ure damn hungry),welcomed ourselves to Zouk(i dont enjoy myself there, no kakis-upset but i luv velvet tho.(never bn to velvet sg but according to hubby its similar, the interior &amp;amp; so on..),day 2:KLCC brunch &amp; shop-till-u-drop session but we whooped-whilst-we-drooped coz of the pricey stuffs-too bad its not the megasale yet so the prices were rather pricey, i'd rather shop in sg.),shisha session for the guys, back to hotel, washed up to get ready for dinner @ Ampang Jaya to give mummy a surprise bday dinner,headed to Jln Doraisamy-The Loft Upstairs(irky plce,not well-maintained-aircon leaking @ the welcome-guest stairs errkk! &amp;amp; interior quality?sucks!lame!really bad,low budget club!),day 3:checked out from The Zon checked in Radius Hotel(creepy hotel,again against my taste,pics from internet kinda deceiving!),3 hrs nap,headed Berjaya Times Square for brunch &amp; thrillinexhiliratin rides(cldnt forget how these dudes really screamed their lungs out with eyes shut,hilarious..),dined @Planet Holywood-the band is fantastic but the vocalist cannotmakeit!Dany slept 15 min after, yep despite the loud music,back to hotel bed for the sleepyheads &amp;amp; another perky nite for those two clubbers,day 4:last shop @PS(the guys shopped coz i cant find anythg for me there),time to bid gdbye,raced back home.. DONE. &lt;/span&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/6861518608828869485-7118491779019316060?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7118491779019316060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7118491779019316060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/kl-trip.html' title='KL trip'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RmLH7ouaDeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZwedmVTUxfo/s1600-h/jamzdecrew+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those selit-glamour days @fort canning, helping out in the SO7 mini concert..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RmLH74uaDfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/R94Gb9yzpJ4/s1600-h/so7ndecrew2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RmLHpIuaDdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qLXrWIwWz2k/s1600-h/decrew+copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RmLH74uaDfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/R94Gb9yzpJ4/s1600-h/so7ndecrew2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6861518608828869485-8876421273254456882?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1813241695374476198</id><published>2007-06-03T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:49.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where my gerls at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RmLHSIuaDcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6E5ECHqXw_I/s1600-h/decrew+copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071817459306728882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RmK3G4uaDbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3dmqbrwOBkw/s200/HariRaya+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was screening my pc &amp; stumbled into some old pics.. gee.. thawt all the data have been deleted after the &lt;em&gt;"treatment"&lt;/em&gt;. thanked that uncle for his kind thought and initiative to have all those old data saved &amp;amp; backed up into another local disk drive.. &amp; this pic reminded me of those galfrens day.. how close we were b4.. how we were there for each other when in bad times and good times.. how much we meant to each other despite the differences we had &amp;amp; freaking shit some did to one another but still we love each other.. let's recall where and how we met..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from left:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarifa- @&lt;/strong&gt;TP. my 1st impression towards her: a stuck-up gal thinks shes one hell of a babe(opps! sorry kak pah!)the way she looks at u, givin' u a cold shoulder.. called her the 'beachy gal' (not tat bitchy gal, aite!). she had thiz funky hairstyle with that beach babe kind of dress (shes bra-less whenever shes in tat outfit! how daring, rite, to school with tat kinda thing..) we were introduced by nad 2nd yr in TP when attended the same lecture &amp; clicked after tat.. was stunned by her craziness and hilarious stunts.. shes super crazy, warm, confident, spontaneous, reliable and exotic lady (i meant it, shes exotic.. shes the gal tat taught both super slow &amp;amp; naive gals like me and nora about sex, how to do it and so on! wahaha! to think tat i didnt know tat tha dick needs to be erected before the whole process can take place &amp; i didnt know what is 'cum'! wahahahah! &amp;amp; can still remember how we spent our time in the library juz to learn about tiz &amp; the Q n A by me and nora..) those days are gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nora- &lt;/strong&gt;@TP. shes hot babe, gr8 fashion sense, everyday a different person with different styles from head to toe,thawt shes a lil stuck-up perhaps the way she brings hersef you know walking with her nose up.. shes crazy, never stop to make u laff.. shes the lady that gave all of us a nick eg. me- maie (there were many foreigners in TP &amp;amp; these pple kept thinking i'm frm Chiangmai!), sarifa-kak pah (shes older than us &amp;amp; reminded us of sharifah aini) nadira-nadz (sounds like nut coz shes the iron lady, full of those besi accessories) we were really close in 2nd yr too after her conflicts with her so-called close fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad- &lt;/strong&gt;@TP. i was pretty intimidated by her pan asian look,her besi accessories and boots.. she never smile at u if u dunno each other..fierce looking.. we clicked in 1st year coz we were in the same lecture for all subjects so we kind of bumped into each other more often..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, all of us have a family.. drifted apart.. not as close as b4.. lose the trust we used to have.. differences unreconciled (is there such a word?) sad.. but theres nuthing that i can do unless all of us make an effort and time for each other to meet up and not to blow up each other by cancelling the date at the very last minute, not once but frequently..&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6861518608828869485-1813241695374476198?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-2637309811217295819</id><published>2007-06-01T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T13:51:09.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be good..leave the attitude..reach the aptitude..</title><content type='html'>a lot of things happened this week..tons of conflicts..loads of learning points to view..&lt;br /&gt;created a lot of bruises-internal &amp; external..(heyo-nuthg serious, more on the emotional bruises tho.. external bruises own creation for being violent.i'm sickening mad when i'm angry..juz dun make me angry..)living in pretence and anguish quite painful, huh..thawt it will be over but always the unfortunate happen..&amp; its real unfortunate..poor hubby, got the trash..yep, its about time to change..be good..leave the attitude..reach the aptitude..and build the positive wall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~make love no war~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1616177961775080440</id><published>2007-05-29T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:31:43.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anguish</title><content type='html'>complicated stories.bad days.old grudges-intact 'n' attack like a swarm of angry bees.crazy.mad.moody.anguish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1616177961775080440?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1616177961775080440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1616177961775080440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/anguish.html' title='anguish'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7228511385112725960</id><published>2007-01-24T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:59:39.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::Kak Fit's Bday Bash!::</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="photoFlick" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/l_photopeel3d_r.swf" width="400" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="transparent" 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height="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?cID=500&amp;amp;link=http%3A//www.picturetrail.com/webpages/about-photoflick2.shtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#0e58ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a summary of the day.. -&lt;em&gt;courtesy of adlynnz.diaryland.com&lt;/em&gt;- khekhekhe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7228511385112725960?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7228511385112725960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7228511385112725960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/kak-fits-bday-bash.html' title='::Kak Fit&apos;s Bday Bash!::'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4616477653526158038</id><published>2007-01-24T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:33:32.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::azLynna's source of laughter::</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPdcUKT84BA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this clip.mew..mew..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-4616477653526158038?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4616477653526158038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/4616477653526158038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/azlynnas-source-of-laughter.html' title='::azLynna&apos;s source of laughter::'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7926190741468828651</id><published>2007-01-19T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::finGer sUcking Gud::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4alyMoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W38DSZGJc_0/s1600-h/suckfing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021665186821583490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4alyMoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W38DSZGJc_0/s200/suckfing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4alyMpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MD-lwsdTs4Y/s1600-h/suckfing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021665186821583506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4alyMpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MD-lwsdTs4Y/s200/suckfing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4alyMqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4gR65mRrzCQ/s1600-h/suckfing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021665186821583522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4alyMqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4gR65mRrzCQ/s200/suckfing3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4qlyMrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XeWD32CWoYQ/s1600-h/suckfing4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021665191116550834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RbCJ4qlyMrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XeWD32CWoYQ/s200/suckfing4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has doze off when I snapped this finger sucking gud pic..adorable isnt him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7926190741468828651?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5201123747340415226</id><published>2007-01-18T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:20:59.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::digging out old pics::</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/filmstrip_r.swf" loop="false" quality="high" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5201123747340415226?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5201123747340415226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5201123747340415226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/cool-slideshows.html' title='::digging out old pics::'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-4384202119837454447</id><published>2007-01-18T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:50.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::aLL abOut him::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83SqlyMkI/AAAAAAAAADY/uPXhJmiKEDA/s1600-h/Pic0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021292903351333442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83SqlyMkI/AAAAAAAAADY/uPXhJmiKEDA/s200/Pic0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83S6lyMnI/AAAAAAAAADw/nhFgERhEQXI/s1600-h/sleepydany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021292907646300786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83S6lyMnI/AAAAAAAAADw/nhFgERhEQXI/s200/sleepydany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83SqlyMlI/AAAAAAAAADg/YedF7eLoqYU/s1600-h/Pic0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021292903351333458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83SqlyMlI/AAAAAAAAADg/YedF7eLoqYU/s200/Pic0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83S6lyMmI/AAAAAAAAADo/jD4CDzSJH7U/s1600-h/Pic0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021292907646300770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra83S6lyMmI/AAAAAAAAADo/jD4CDzSJH7U/s200/Pic0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was browsing thru his newborn pictures and here they are..&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/6861518608828869485-4384202119837454447?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5859827782632572135</id><published>2007-01-16T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:50.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::baby pics::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80FalyMgI/AAAAAAAAACo/yC9gfV1v_w8/s1600-h/08012007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021289377183183362" style="CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80FalyMgI/AAAAAAAAACo/yC9gfV1v_w8/s200/08012007.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80FqlyMhI/AAAAAAAAACw/mlqf8U8r2Q0/s1600-h/15012007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021289381478150674" style="CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80FqlyMhI/AAAAAAAAACw/mlqf8U8r2Q0/s200/15012007.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80F6lyMjI/AAAAAAAAADA/K3ytsTGSiHA/s1600-h/danymummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021289385773118002" style="CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80F6lyMjI/AAAAAAAAADA/K3ytsTGSiHA/s200/danymummy.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80F6lyMiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P-VHAriYEjc/s1600-h/Pic0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021289385773117986" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80F6lyMiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P-VHAriYEjc/s200/Pic0250.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capture your baby pics as many as u can.juz for memories coz u will miss his baby face when he has grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5859827782632572135?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5859827782632572135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5859827782632572135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/baby-pics.html' title='::baby pics::'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/Ra80FalyMgI/AAAAAAAAACo/yC9gfV1v_w8/s72-c/08012007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-1408483846923007365</id><published>2007-01-11T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005.2006.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_KlyMcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2KmOa9y7KTY/s1600-h/yane6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018692223344193986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="141" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_KlyMcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2KmOa9y7KTY/s200/yane6.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_alyMdI/AAAAAAAAACA/9XL7Es0Jh6M/s1600-h/Pic0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018692227639161298" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="185" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_alyMdI/AAAAAAAAACA/9XL7Es0Jh6M/s200/Pic0256.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_qlyMeI/AAAAAAAAACI/8WpDrglYly0/s1600-h/Pic0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018692231934128610" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_qlyMeI/AAAAAAAAACI/8WpDrglYly0/s200/Pic0259.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_qlyMfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CuF7XOXXkjk/s1600-h/yane7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018692231934128626" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="164" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_qlyMfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CuF7XOXXkjk/s200/yane7.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me in September 05 and me with baby Eirdany in Jan 06 (10th Jan 06 to be exact).geesh.single in 05 and double up with my bright one in 06.just a year gap and now i'm in the motherhood era.everything change so fast.i'm a wife and a mother.looking forward for next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1408483846923007365?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1408483846923007365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/1408483846923007365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/20042006.html' title='2005.2006.'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaX5_KlyMcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2KmOa9y7KTY/s72-c/yane6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-5051379378110519350</id><published>2007-01-11T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:37:51.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby.baby.baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018618130863370658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="120" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaW2malyMaI/AAAAAAAAABc/0l4MGglECuQ/s200/06122006.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018618126568403346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaW2mKlyMZI/AAAAAAAAABU/o1--5HsAlOk/s200/Pic0249.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018618130863370674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaW2malyMbI/AAAAAAAAABk/keydefy59Ag/s200/Pic0250.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;gee..hes growing very fast.how time fly so fast.in a blink hes this big.he'll be turning 4 mths soon.here is my dearie darling Eirdany.our gem.our precious.our means of laughter.our angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5051379378110519350?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5051379378110519350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.blingyblob.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blingyblob.com/imgsDirec/HB-happy-birthday-10.gif" width="227" height="120" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blingyblob.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             what are galfrens for?&lt;br /&gt;               companionships.shoulders to weep on.sharing of laughters. &lt;br /&gt;                 brighten your gloomy days. gossiping.bitching.shopping. &lt;br /&gt;                      male-hunting.party.gathering.fashion freaks. &lt;br /&gt;             BUT MY GALFRENS FORGOT ABT MY BDAYY!!Except for MEL who wld &lt;br /&gt;                           never forget.MELLLLL!!!!! *sob-sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-1847943756548706592?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaJbp6oC6QI/AAAAAAAAABI/ABiADFj34uI/s1600-h/964.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017673710514137346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RaJbp6oC6QI/AAAAAAAAABI/ABiADFj34uI/s200/964.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;geee... my 3 mths maternity leave has expired.back to school.back to work.pretty unlucky tho to welcome 2007 with viral fever.was damn sick last week and only to fully recover yesterday.poor my cutie pie, Eirdany.got the fever and colds from me.nevertheless, lucky for him, hes not as sick as me.what a week.what a luck to miss the countdown.poor hubby to spend new year at home entertaining himself.entertaining his lil cutie one.attending me, the sick one.hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink-wink* hubby has turned 29 last week.on the 6 Jan 07 to be exact. *wink-wink* i'll be turning 28 tomorrow.hmm..1hr30min to countdown the hrs,minutes and seconds till the clock struck 12am soon.he'll be turning 30 cents next yr.again, poor hubby, has to spend his 29th bday at home coz i hv not fully recovered from the viral fever tho i reported to work on Friday, last week.however, my parents gave him a treat tho.went dinner with my family-lil bro, nephew Farizil, my parents and the 3 of us.mummy gave him a big hongbao wch he wanted to spend it on his freaking rims.AGAIN!he wants it to be gold this time &amp;amp; 17-inch, whatever it is as long hes happy and contented.well, i dont think guys wld be easily contented and satisfied altho after a first makeover.that will go on and on juz like we females shoppaholics!hehehe..OK,fair enuf.I cldnt complain more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it chuckles me whenever i recalled about him sulking for spending his new year at the comfort of his home.about his recollections on planning to spend his 07 new year, his 29th bday-bash all-out partying before touching that undesirable 30 cent age.khekhekhe.how ticklish to end up spending that desirable moment wch hes been waiting for at HOME!khekhekhe!there's a blessing in disguise, darling..i didnt plan that to happen.and my apology to Yana that i missed her baby shower party with the rest of the gals,mummies and babies.but no matter what, we spent the moment with our dearest darling, Eirdany.I reckon he wants all the attention to himself on new year.hehehehe.yeah-yeah.trying to pacify uresef,Yane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-5325985135419668401?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5325985135419668401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/5325985135419668401'/><link 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RXkd6kViUzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nXMYD_DlyaQ/s1600-h/dany&amp;daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006065352822641458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RXkd6kViUzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nXMYD_DlyaQ/s200/dany%26daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;very bad day for 3 of us-hubby, my mum &amp; myself.. unsure whether the weather to be blamed or the food intake? hmm.. seemed that a few pple in my circular friends got infected..lucky for myself not too severe as compared to hubby &amp;amp; mum..hubby was admitted to tts in the morning while mum was admitted later wee at nite..geez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006065352822641474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RXkd6kViU0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/wDlVSSC-d3c/s200/dany%26daddy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and his usual self.. doc said to avoid milk,choc or other dairy products.. look where we were? he had ice blended peppermint frapucinno &amp; i had caramel.. &amp;amp; soon after that he told me he shitted in his pants-actually he farted and it juz ozzed out. yuckz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-3390196279185518735?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/3390196279185518735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RXktO0ViU1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/knr2f785OGk/s1600-h/confused1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006082193389409106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/RXktO0ViU1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/knr2f785OGk/s200/confused1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;simply stoooooopidd&lt;/span&gt;! spent hours tryG to figure out howwwwwwww the hell to edit the template.. gee.. simply not blogger pro.. *boo*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-105408232712960249?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/105408232712960249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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too late for me to blog again? nehi.. yep.. mua used to blog but due to circumstances have stopped doin so.. &amp; here i am, blogging again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-6274378134277746316?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6274378134277746316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6274378134277746316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/too-late-to-blog.html' title='too late to blog?'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-6930260287155740112</id><published>2004-12-04T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:15:54.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman-2-Woman</title><content type='html'>" It taKes aNother WoMaN 2 uNderStand aNother WoMaN's feeLings.." Does that still really exists now? My dOubts.. MiNority aRent.. I used to believe that sayiNg initially but not anymore after my bad encounter you know who u are BITCH, AN eYe-OpEneR 4me.. Hope suCH dUn exist in my ciRcLe of Gfriends.. Sad but true.. There are suCh earthlings out there.. Yes. Earthling..My first encoUnteR witH that earthling.. I was extremely Aghast.. Amazed.. Unbelievable.. Filled with Sadness.. TATs aint WOMAN I told masef but sicko bitch.. A WoMaN understands another WoMan's feeLings.. I wOuLd stiLL stiCk to TAT tho its kinda diminishing.. Tats about LiFe huh.. Much about people.. Gee.. Where would U reach by doing such aye?.. What wouLd U gAiN by dOing tat?.. SatisFaction?.. How faR will TAT SatisFy U?.. I wonder.. Wheres that WoMaN-2-WoMaN SeNSitiVitY?.. We R LoSIng it.. Believe me, U wont go anywhere with that seLfishNess heLd within UreseLf.. FlusH TAT oUt.. aLways thiNk of the possibiLities TAT might b hittiNg BaCk 2 U.. ThiNk of D COnseQuences.. ThiNk b4 U do TAT to Ure GenDer GroUp.. What U giVe is WHat U gEt..  DuN conFuse UreSeLf.. OnCe U get wHat U want.. WaLk oFF.. To haVe a PeAce of Mind is To b THanKfUL wiTh wHat U hv in HaNds riTe nOw.. If Ur sUre n SeCuRe wiTh wAt U haVe riTe NoW Dun tUrN 2 LoOk baCk ..LeaVe heR untOucheD.. Dun tRy tO add mOre gRieve.. Dump aLL thOse naSty iNtentiOns.. Get a LiFe.. I wOuLd aPpreciate that sOoo mUch..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-6930260287155740112?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6930260287155740112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/6930260287155740112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2004/12/it-takes-another-woman-2-understand.html' title='Woman-2-Woman'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-7624113619348330906</id><published>2004-06-05T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:07:57.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fUn &amp; LoaDz of fUn</title><content type='html'>Gee.. reaLLy haD lOadz of fUn laSt nyte.. bn aLways luV live bands.. yaikks! they played tat sOng twICe!!! THe REason by HoobaStank.. hehehe.. simpLy lUv tat sOng... haD sUpper wit tha gUys.. weNt hOme ryte afTer.. GEeez.. *winkz katt*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-7624113619348330906?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7624113619348330906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/7624113619348330906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-loadz-of-fun.html' title='fUn &amp; LoaDz of fUn'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6861518608828869485.post-309003587124864819</id><published>2004-05-06T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T18:31:03.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiz I grasp &amp; live at present</title><content type='html'>Geezz.. Whether its a RumOur or the TrUth.. PonDer.. Why shLd i be bOthered by aLL theSe.. oNe of ma darK siDes.. aLways cOnceRn abt what otheRs talks abt me.. aLways hv tat Q-maRk to eveRythg.. Luvs 2 dive deeP intO a ceRtain isSue cOnceRniNg a LiL of me.. overly criticaL.. jaDed.. aLways hard on maSef.. wHy caNt i maKe thgs siMpLer, ignOre aLL nOt wOrth ma wOrrieS.. Gee.. I wiSh..&lt;br /&gt;Previously: "Hes nOt wOrth ma wOrrieS &amp; 2 fiGht 4.. Shes juz a heap of waste to argue witH.." Yeah.. I refUsed to taLk thgs oUt with her.. Y must i do that? CRAP! I shd talk thgs out with that dude instead but i refused to coz waTz deR tO taLk aBt aye weN ONE has betRayed tat tRust you gave him.. waTz deR tO rUmbLe abt weN itz abt a 3rd paRty.. LEAVE! thats it! sUm thGs R beSt leFt unSpokeN.. I chOse tO waLk aWay.. dun wanna get stuck in this stoopid shit. Yup of coz i aM saD.. iTs OveR.. DevastaTed.. bUt I knOw I dO stiLL hv tat inNer stRength 2cOntiNue ma liFe aS usUaL.. tat I MUZ hv.. @PreSent: TiMe is aLwaz D main faCtoR to any bRoken heaRt ya.. itz nOt a baD chOice @ aLL to waLk aWay.. eVeR heaRd "Derz a bLesSing in DisgUise"? Cliche?..&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the trUth neva faiL 2 sNeak oUt.. yeSh.. TRUE colors aLL soaring thru the sKies sUddeNLy.. LeArNt aLot.. HeaRd loAds abt him.. Gee.. No reGretz I made that deCisiOn.. Am cOnteNteD wit wat i hV rite nOw.. Love can blind anyone.. Juz hv 2B caRefUL in fUtUre..&lt;br /&gt;LoNeLy?... Do feeL tat loneliness at times.. never feAr to b aLoNe tho, always told myself.. oNe shdNt hv tat feaR newayz.. we HV 2 fiGht tat FEAR.. neVa jUmp in2 a new reLatiOnshp weN uRe nOt weLL-pRepaRed fOr it.. thats a rebound love..&lt;br /&gt;neVa USE anOther peRson hOpinG 2heaL Ure wOunds, oNLy cOwarDz wiLL dO tat.. yeaH.. dey FEAR 2B ALONE.. siMpLy cOwaRd.. seLfiSh.. B sUre of wat U waNt.. Ouch. -eNayRa-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6861518608828869485-309003587124864819?l=sashayqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/309003587124864819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6861518608828869485/posts/default/309003587124864819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashayqueen.blogspot.com/2004/05/tiz-i-grasp-live-at-present.html' title='tiz I grasp &amp; live at present'/><author><name>ary.maie.yane.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12767881665376924507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QSZilTsJZLE/SZJv5-q-RBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/JEJg-nhwAKk/S220/075-2.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
